So I thought I’d start reviewing webcomics containing bipolar disorder themes and characters. No matter how tenuous the connection, or how low profile the manic depression content, there’s a chance I’ll review it. First lady for a shave is MS Paint Adventures.
Your name is SOLLUX CAPTOR.
You are apeshit bananas at computers, and you know ALL THE CODES. All of them. You are the unchallenged authority on APICULTURE NETWORKING. And though all your friends recognize your unparalleled achievements as a TOTALLY SICK HACKER, you feel like you could be better. It’s one of a number of things you SORT OF BEAT YOURSELF UP ABOUT for NO VERY GOOD REASON during sporadic and debilitating BIPOLAR MOOD SWINGS. You have a penchant for BIFURCATION, in logic and in life. Your mutant mind is hounded by the psychic screams of the IMMINENTLY DECEASED. Your visions foretell of the planet’s looming annihilation, and yet unlike the typical sightless prophet of doom, you are gifted with VISION TWOFOLD.
You have developed a new game, adapted via CODE PARSED FROM THE RUNES AND GLYPHS IN AN ANCIENT UNDERGROUND TEMPLE. You believe this game to be THE SALVATION OF YOUR RACE, though you are not sure how yet. To ensure success, you will distribute the game to two teams of friends, a RED TEAM and a BLUE TEAM. You will lead the latter group. Your trolltag is twinArmageddons and you tend two 2peak wiith a biit of a lii2p.
What will you do?
Chill, stigma diggers, it is impossible to be offended by it. You’ll enjoy it if you’re nostalgic about DOS, Telnet, BB boards, plain text and nnnnnnngskreeeeechdoingwkwkwk modems. Its lo-fi, lo-res, ooooold school rpg layout looks at first as though it’s going to get all interactive on your ass, but it doesn’t. You’ll geek right out anyway, it’s got all the right tropes.
As you will have noticed in the intro quote, it’s riddled with contemporary pop culture references; the comic is current and it’s updated five days a week. There are no bells, there are no whistles, its WYSIWYG charm is in its content and cleverness. There are unobtrusive animations in some images, there are chatlogs and it’s all deliciously meta. It’s quietly cool about stuff like gender and disability and the wit is sustained throughout. It has as many puns as there are dots in the matrix and it’s intelligently lighthearted – not the easiest thing in the world to pull off.
I do not recommend trying to get through it all in one sitting, you’ll miss the subtlety of its deceptive simplicity. Also, there are a fuckload of pages. Like, years of them. It doesn’t hold obsession level appeal for me, but it thoroughly delighted me and made me grin. For someone in the throes of bipolar depression, that grin is the equivalent of a neurotypical ROFL.
It’s 1337, is what it is.