![]() Walk away from conversations just to be an asshole. Adopt a vow of non-violence and avoid all enemy encounters. While Death Trash is not particularly original in this aspect, this well-worn framework is well-suited to the rigours of its world.īut what’s most sacrosanct to Death Trash is freedom: it wants you to believe you can do whatever you want. It’s very enjoyable to tinker about in this system, but it’s also very familiar. There are also additional skills you can assign more points to, from bartering to specialising in hi-tech weaponry. Conversations, meanwhile, are straightforward and occasionally hints at the universe’s macabre origins, although some dialogue options are surprisingly delightful-like the capacity to sacrifice a follower to fleshy abominations in one instance. There are stats to increase, experience points to collect, an assortment of equipment to outfit yourself with, and a handy variety of ways to kill crusty meatbags around you. This setup in Death Trash isn’t all that novel it still features the same trappings of most classic RPGs after all. Like a hapless newborn, you’re simply dropped into this depressing new world after a short tutorial on navigating around the map and some basic drills on self-defense: you can shoot shit up, or clobber other shit with big melee weapons. You’re an outlaw who’ve just been ejected from a clandestine community due to an unknown illness, and have to fight for your survival on the surface of the planet Nexus. In essence, Death Trash is a grimy RPG that resemble the battered wastelands of early Fallout games. It’s a macabre experience, but it’s also this setting that makes Death Trash’s gritty, pixelated hellscape so remarkably bizarre and irresistible. Got a slight scrap from being attacked by the wriggling, fleshy worms? Kill them, and then eat their meat. Got smashed in the face with a hammer? Eat more meat. Got shot in the guts with a shotgun? Eat some meat. In fact, you’ll end up stuffing tons of this strange flesh into your mouth hole throughout your journey, since its healing properties are quite unparalleled. Unless you’re particularly dexterous and careful, you can’t quite avoid indulging in this meat feast too. That’s not to say that survival is simple, but that this feels like a powerful metaphor on our parasitic nature and the ills of excessive consumption, especially when it takes on such a cannibalistic edge. Unlike most games in the genre where scarcity is the norm, and survival is contingent on hoarding resources-starving dwellers are often begging for and fighting over morsels to survive in those games-no one is particularly malnourished in Death Trash. ![]() I’ve not considered being a vegetarian in games before, and this freedom to pick dietary preferences is an anomalous one for post-apocalyptic worlds. ![]() At the same time, there are also a small handful of survivors who eye the strange meat with suspicion, instead embracing a vegan diet, as they gnaw on alien cactuses for nutrition. ![]() Some folks even hunger for the meat aggressively, as they gorge themselves silly on these pink blobs in communities that congregate around their growth, or bars that are set up near these abominable sources of food. And they never seem to run out even the grubby worms nearby can be harvested for food. What’s more is that all these flesh is good enough to eat too, which makes for a convenient, if not crass, diet for the dwellers here. I’m pretty sure there’s some sort of B-movie monstrosity lurking underneath the decrepit surface. It’s an immensely abhorrent but fascinating sight-one that pricks at your imagination about the calamity that brought about this world’s reckoning. Fleshy worms wriggle around too, where these enigmatic sinews thicken and convulse. What does the husk of a decaying universe look like? For Death Trash, that is the scenes of destruction and towering metal structures, which are marked by splotches of mysterious, quivering pink meat just sprouting everywhere: growing at corners of an abandoned building, or bursting through the crevices of a blackened cave. ![]()
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