Don't Starve (by Klei Entertainment) officially came out last month, and everyone seems to be quite aware of its awesomeness. Instead of doing a normal review and telling you about how great it clearly is, I figured I'd just keep some tabs on my playthrough to show off my gaming awesomeness. Unfortunately the following is evidence to the contrary.
Day 1:
I seem to have woke up...somewhere, at
the edge of a pine forest. By all rights would seem to be like any
other, with trees, birds, and what look to be rabbits nearby, but I
can't help but feel there is something sinister to it all. Surely
it's nonsense, and I am just struggling to cope with my sudden change
of surroundings.
-I've taken a closer look at the
rabbits I saw earlier and, while I suppose they could still be called
rabbits, they seem to have sprouted some kind of antennae. Otherwise
they seem about as I'd expect wild rabbits to be, dumb and skittish.
-As I continued my foraging, I stumbled
upon something quite...unique. What at first seemed to be a
discarded toupee,or maybe the droppings of some sort of hair-eating
creature, on closer inspection seems to be the gaping maw of some
kind of sedentary monster. As I neared, the hairy blob opened into
massive needle-toothed mouth, but made no further movements. It
seems fixed in the ground, and almost
seems to expect that I leap into its mouth. I'm not
sure how a creature like this could ever survive, much less grow so
large, but I think I will keep my distance.
-My forest scrounging has not been
unsuccessful. I've not only discovered some edible berries, but some
flint as well which I have managed to combine with the sticks I've
gathered into a crude axe. With my new tool I should be able to cut
some wood for a fire, and perhaps gather some supper.
-Axe inadequate at gathering rabbits,
further innovation required
-With my supply of wood and tender I
have built a fire for the evening, but as the sun began to set and I
was searching for a place to camp for the evening, I spied, luckily
from across a river, a nest of what looked to be massive
spider-creatures roaming about in the dark. After making sure to put
significant distance between them and myself (on the off-chance they
happen to be amphibious ), I set up a small camp for the evening,.
As the sun sets, the darkness around me seems to be alive, almost
malevolent. Perhaps it is still just some buried superstition, but
regardless I doubt I will sleep tonight, perhaps I'll spend the
evening tinkering with the things I've gathered.
Day 2:
In the night I have managed to fashion
some of the grass I gathered into a makeshift outfit, for lack of
other ideas. I have also used some more of the flint I found to
create a pick, and hope to use it to find some sturdier building
materials. And, perhaps if I can find just a little gold, I may be
able to make something more significant...
-I was jumped by some sort of deranged
turkey-creature while harvesting berries. It was quick, but stupid,
and I managed to quickly outsmart it and finish it off with my axe.
I will not go hungry tonight.
-I have found myself once more on a
cobblestone road, and this time, with my tools at the ready, I
decided to follow it. It has led me out of the forest and into a
swamp where I have discovered a rather macabre artifact. It seems to
be just a bone with an eyeball attached to one end, but...I swear I'd
seen the eye move. Could this be some sort of living creature.
I...wait, I think I heard something...
-This 'eyebone' seems to have drawn the
attention of another nearby creature. While I was at first afraid it
was attacking, it seems to be quite content just following me. I
offered it a bit of the food I have scavenged, which it happily took,
but on closer inspection it seems to be just storing the food inside
its bulbous hollow body, undigested and even retrievable. It seems I
have not only gained a companion, but a portable storage device. I
think I'll call him 'Chester'.
-We have stumbled upon a village! Just
as the sun was setting we made our way out of the swamp where several
small shacks are arrayed as well as what looks to be some crude
gardens. Whoever lives here, they all seem to have locked themselves
inside for the evening, hinting that perhaps I am not alone in my
fear of the dark. I have set up a fire nearby for Chester and I to
wait out the evening.
Day 3:
Lacking new materials but not time, I
spent the evening stringing together the flowers I collected
yesterday into a garland. Though it was at first simply something to
keep myself busy and my mind from the dark, I must admit it goes
quite well with my grass shirt. I think I'll keep it.
-Upon sunrise the inhabitants of the
village immediately awoke and began traipsing about, with minimal
interest in myself or Chester, besides the occasional insistence that
I not touch them. While I surly mean no insult to them, I can only
describe them as bipedal pigs—stupid pig-faced creatures with fat,
bulbous bodies and disgusting, hair-covered hunched backs.
-I have tried offering food to the
homely villagers in hopes of making friends, but while my gifts were accepted and immediately eaten in front of me (and almost as quickly
shat out), the pig creatures continue to show little interest in my
presence. I have, with the help of Chester (who remains completely
indifferent to whatever I place within him), collected some of
their...waste in hopes of starting a garden of my own.
-Just south of the village I have
managed to collect a small amount of stone. It is sadly less than I
had hoped for to build anything significant, but it is a start. More
interestingly, I have come across several well-weathered gravestones
placed seemingly at random amongst the trees. Are these the burials
sites of the pigmen's dead? Or perhaps the remains of something far
older? Perhaps I'll investigate further when I'm sure the pigmen
aren't watching.
-Not far from the gravestones I have
stumbled upon a nest similar to the spider nest I previously spotted
across the river. While there are none of the creatures about
currently, I have no intention of remaining to confirm that they do
reside here. Perhaps I will head north tomorrow.
Day 4:
I have created a slightly more
permanent base near the pig village, opposite the swamp, but I still
lack the materials for any serious tinkering.
-After some wandering, Chester and I
have left the forests and come onto a wide prairie-land inhabited by some large cow-creatures. These 'Beefalo' as we've begun referring to
them, seem to be quite plentiful defecators and I've managed to
gather more fertilizer for our future garden, which Chester has been
kind enough to hold onto. Beyond that I've kept my distance.
-Exploring the prairie we have come
across an abandoned wooden fort. Inside I discovered what can only
have been the remains of its previous inhabitants along with a few
remaining supplies, including a crude wooden staff with a red gem set
in one end, the gem was strangely hot to the touch. Though the staff
intrigues me, I fear what could have slaughtered so many within a
fortified position, and with the sun now setting I have no desire to
remain in this place.
Day 5:
After sunrise and a meager breakfast,
Chester and I have returned to the prairie to continue exploration.
It seems the prairie is infested with the spider nests as well, but
this one seems dormant like the last, perhaps they are only active at
night. Whatever the case I fear these creatures may soon be a
serious threat to my continued survival, and may need to be dealt with.
-Not far from the ruins of the fort we
discovered yesterday, Chester and I found an even more disturbing
site. It seems to be a ritual circle of some kind, adorned with the
decapitated heads of four pigmen, set on poles at opposing corner.
The purpose of the landmark is unclear, but on closer inspection the
circle at its center, made from loose stone and debris, solidified
into a singular large pedestal. Whatever it was for, we did not stay
to find out.
-Our journey through the plains have
not been all of horror. Chester and I have managed to procure more stone and even a small amount of gold. Though it isn't much, I think
it may be just enough for a design I have been playing with, a sort
of 'science machine' to help with further innovation.
-SUCCESS!
Dayv 6:
In the night I managed to assemble a
machine of some description. It isn't the most attractive design,
but I believe it will work for our purposes. With it I have already
managed to set up a small farm plot along with a chest to store our
provisions. I also think I may have the supplies necessary to create
a new tool with the help of this new wonder,.
-With our new shovel in hand, Chester
and I have returned to the southern forest, finally equipped to
investigate the graves we had previously found. The first grave
contained a large blue gem, though it's use or purpose are a mystery.
Perhaps the other graves will help us figure something out.
-A ghost! Or something of the sort,
from the grave, it appeared and came for us. I think it's gone,
but...my god, I think it was a ghost! Chester and I are now safely
back at camp, but only after a savage run through the woods.
Whatever it was that we stirred from that grave, I do not think we
will be returning.
-Trying to get my mind off of the day's
'adventures' I have done some more tinkering with the science
machine. So far I have developed a simple trap, perhaps it will
finally allow me to catch some of the local rabbits...for closer
study. I have also had an idea for a way to better handle the meat I
have been gathering besides simply searing it in the fire, but it
will require some charcoal. The pine cones I planted previously seem
to have grown rapidly, perhaps these new trees can be of use here,
and this could be a perfect chance to test out the staff I found in
the old fort the other day.
-In an attempt to create charcoal I may
have caused a bit more damage then intended. The staff seemed quite
capable of lighting a fire, and the fire seemed quite capable of
spreading. Within only a few short moments, not only the tree I had
planned to burn, but the entire lot of trees, along with a nearby
villager garden, was alight. On the bright side, I now have a
significant supply of charcoal.
Day 7:
I've used the charcoal I made last
night to create a drying rack, but unfortunately I lack meats to dry.
Chester and I have decided to investigate the nearby swamps for
something worth eating.
-We have been beset by some kind of
tentacle creature. It seems to be rooted in the ground, so I believe
Chester and I may have the upper-hand.
...
...
...
Day 7?
-I awoke
...it's getting late it seems.
Where has the
day gone...where
am I?
My mind is
so fuzzy,
the last thing I remember is...
...wet, pain...
I seem to be in the prairie again,
surrounded by...pig heads? I...am I...? The ritual circle, but the
pedestal seems to have been shattered. What am I doing here? Where
is Chester? Did I...no...impossible, surely I just dozed off, it has
been so long since I've slept. But here of all places?
-Whatever has occurred, my mind has not
come through it whole. The shadows are no longer just ominous, but I
swear I can sense them moving, alive, malevolent. I must find
Chester and return to camp. Hopefully he is also carrying my gear,
as much of it seems to have gone missing.
-I have found Chester, along with much
of my gear and supplies, sitting in the swamp, strewn about like the remains of some sort of violent struggle. Chester seems to be
unharmed, though I'm not entirely sure what harm to his bizarre body
would look like exactly. The shadows still flicker at the edge of my
vision, seeming to solidify just out of sight, scurrying back to the
abyss whenever I try to look at them. I have my fiery staff at the
ready, just in case.
-I thought I was under attack, I swear
it was coming for me, a shadow finally come to life, but as it began
to burn I saw the horrified face of one of the pigmen. I don't blame
it for attacking me after that, but luckily we have managed to settle
the matter without either of us receiving serious injury, though I
can't imagine it will help relations with the creatures. I need to
get my mind on something, perhaps our garden has grown some since
I've been gone, it would be nice to have something to do this evening
besides watch the shadows.
Day 9:
-I find myself wandering aimlessly
today, I fear my mind still continues to slip after my journey
through 
-Just as it begins to grow dark I have
come across the giant worm-creature from days past. I don't even
remember coming this way but, it is a curious thing. It's mouth
seems so deep, past the teeth it goes so much deeper, to some other
place, far from here...
-I have made it back to camp, though I
fear I nearly broke. Almost leaping onto the mouth of a giant
monster worm was definitely one of my crazier notions. I need gain
control of my mind before I do something insane. Tomorrow we will
set out on the prairie and see what else there is to discover.
Day 10:
Chester and I have set out early, and
we have already found something of interest. It seems to be the
track of some strange animal, and from the looks of it a large one.
I'm unsure how such a large creature has kept out of sight from us,
but tracking it down may be just the task I need to rejuvenate my
ailing mind.
-The beast is quite skittish for its
size, and manages to stay well ahead of us at all times. If only I
had thought to make some sort of ranged weaponry, from bee-stingers
and hollow reeds perhaps.
-Spiders! The elephant-creature has trampled a spider's nest and seems to have stirred them. I have avoided the spiders so far, maybe I can scare the creature into running beyond the nest without drawing the spiders' attention.
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| It didn't work out |
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