I fired this up thinking it would be another one of those "choose your own adventure" things where you click a button and a pixel lady shows a tit. But then the neon punk aesthetic hit me right in the face and I got genuinely confused about what year it was. The whole setup is you're in a college, except it's not your college. Or maybe it is, but wrong time. Time travel stuff. I still don't fully understand the plot and I've been poking at it for a while now.

The real models thing is what got me though. Not drawings. Actual photographs of women, all done up in this cyberpunk stripper vibe, and they're looking at you while you make choices. It's jarring in the best way. There's this one scene where you're doing a striptease roleplay with a girl in what I think is a dorm room but the walls are glowing purple and she's wearing these boots that go all the way up. You pick dialogue options and she slowly takes things off while asking you weird questions about why you're really there. The mystery part creeps in between the horny bits. One minute you're trying to get her bra off, the next she's hinting at some bigger secret about the whole place being wrong.

The RPG elements are light but they're there. Choices matter, supposedly. I picked a sarcastic response once and the girl just stopped the whole striptease and walked out. Left me with blue balls and a new quest marker. I respect that level of pettiness. The freedom of action they promise is real, you can bounce between different women and story threads, but sometimes I'd forget what I was doing because the erotic parts are genuinely distracting. Like, I'm supposed to be solving a time paradox but this woman is grinding on my lap and the game wants me to pick between "grab her hips" or "ask about the timeline." I grabbed the hips. Obviously. The mystery can wait.