Potatoman will put your reflexes and worldview to the test as you journey through scorching deserts, dark forests, busy cities, the tallest mountains and eventually your own potato-consciousness in search of the ultimate answer. Are you prepared to face the TROOF?
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PB: 05:36
Tremendamente desesperante, como soy manco me quede en algún punto atascado un rato pero no es difícil.
The randomness of this game's obstacles often placed me in scenarios that felt no-win. I would have preferred more predictable, learnable patterns versus boulders that take a frustratingly long time to surpass. Potatoman is overall a basic platformer which doesn't do enough to differentiate itself. It doesn't even do a good job of injecting humor, which seems like it could've been the game's strongest point.
This is the peak of gaming. The benchmark of awfulness.
The standard to which every horrendous game developer should hold themselves to. An absolute masterclass in which nobody gets to enjoy anything.
Bravo!
The standard to which every horrendous game developer should hold themselves to. An absolute masterclass in which nobody gets to enjoy anything.
Bravo!
Don't
Potatoman seeks the Troof. We are not sure what the Troof is but we're hoping to find out. Potatoman is simply a man of potato, an oval-shaped, vaguely pink little creature who only wants the Troof, despite many people's warnings against seeking it.
He gets scolded and taught the cost of seeking the Troof by cowboys, other potatomans that occupy the city, aliens, non-city potatomans that have relegated to alternatives to the Troof or just invent it on their own accord.
It seems no one really knows the Troof or what the Troof even could be. Potatoman certainly doesn't, so why does he seek it? What is the point of seeking something you don't even know exists?
Regardless of how important his quest may really be, Potatoman's journey requires a lot of quick thinking and cautiousness. The world is scary and will kill you at most opportunities, leaving future Potatomans to continue the search, there are only so many Potatomans you have until you have to restart the stage, starting fresh with a new bundle of Potatomans, it's a good thing they all share the same goal or this would be a very complicated game.
After various perils and dangers, Potatoman makes it into a UFO and collects various shiny triangles. He becomes obsessed with them and seeks to collect every single one in a trippy frenzy against everything he's had to get through before. His presumed potato mind becomes jumbled, it's being stimulated more than it ever has and it messes with his perception of reality, how will he seek the Troof and know what it is in such a state? Maybe this is the only way, or this in itself is the Troof, we have no way of knowing for certain.
Potatoman grabs all the three-dimensional shiny triangles and presumes he's done it, the Troof will reveal itself now, it has to! He worked so hard to get these triangles, they're all that he's ever had that he knows for certain won't hurt him, so,, why is nothing happening?
Potatoman slips out of his almost manic display of happiness upon slowly realizing this isn't the Troof, and becomes sad. He has only been alive for approximately 15 minutes but this was the only affirmation he had that the Troof might be out there, that he could do something to make everything feel okay or normal, but it doesn't. There's still nothing besides the chaotic and frenzied nature of life that he's found himself in, it's all been too much for too long for a Potatoman to take.
He rests for the very first time, feeling that there's nothing else that can be done. The Troof was a lie, or maybe it wasn't, but Potatoman never found it, and he's tired.
He dreams of blocky space spirals that move in beautiful patterns, accompanied by deep and soothing synths. Maybe this kind of thing is what the Troof actually is. It can't be relegated to some singular thing, if the Troof exists, it has to be something that's in every object, every lifeform. The Troof is and has always been everywhere.
We are not sure if Potatoman makes this realization or any kind of realization because afterwards, he molds into an actual potato, like pixelated clay. He's then teleported back to where his life began.
Potato desperately moves and nudges around until he can make it past obstacles the way he used to but he's then picked up by a farmer and left at their barn.
Potato can do nothing but aimlessly wander with the little mobility he has left, but it's quiet. He has never known such peace before. It is as beautiful as the space spirals, even if it's a lot less extravagant.
He only has so much time though, his movements get slower until he's stuck to the ground, becoming soil for a bunch of sunflowers.
Potatoman as we knew him has died, but his material existence still resides in this Earth through what his chemical components have broken down into.
With time, people may forget Potatoman and his life, he never seemed to make any strong connections with anyone besides himself, after all, but the world will never forget him and what he tried his damnedest to find out, because he's still here, and he sincerely tried understanding and finding the Troof even if it took him his entire sentient life. He lived as honestly as he could given what he knew and the conditions he was born under and that raw passion to seek out what you want in life radiates through him.
Potatoman believed in the Troof and wanted it more than anything else, his approximations on what it would be were the only problem. Still, I suppose none of that matters now, he doesn't carry the burden of sentience anymore, he simply is.
Well, I guess flowers might have some sentience since they're alive and all but you get what I mean.
He gets scolded and taught the cost of seeking the Troof by cowboys, other potatomans that occupy the city, aliens, non-city potatomans that have relegated to alternatives to the Troof or just invent it on their own accord.
It seems no one really knows the Troof or what the Troof even could be. Potatoman certainly doesn't, so why does he seek it? What is the point of seeking something you don't even know exists?
Regardless of how important his quest may really be, Potatoman's journey requires a lot of quick thinking and cautiousness. The world is scary and will kill you at most opportunities, leaving future Potatomans to continue the search, there are only so many Potatomans you have until you have to restart the stage, starting fresh with a new bundle of Potatomans, it's a good thing they all share the same goal or this would be a very complicated game.
After various perils and dangers, Potatoman makes it into a UFO and collects various shiny triangles. He becomes obsessed with them and seeks to collect every single one in a trippy frenzy against everything he's had to get through before. His presumed potato mind becomes jumbled, it's being stimulated more than it ever has and it messes with his perception of reality, how will he seek the Troof and know what it is in such a state? Maybe this is the only way, or this in itself is the Troof, we have no way of knowing for certain.
Potatoman grabs all the three-dimensional shiny triangles and presumes he's done it, the Troof will reveal itself now, it has to! He worked so hard to get these triangles, they're all that he's ever had that he knows for certain won't hurt him, so,, why is nothing happening?
Potatoman slips out of his almost manic display of happiness upon slowly realizing this isn't the Troof, and becomes sad. He has only been alive for approximately 15 minutes but this was the only affirmation he had that the Troof might be out there, that he could do something to make everything feel okay or normal, but it doesn't. There's still nothing besides the chaotic and frenzied nature of life that he's found himself in, it's all been too much for too long for a Potatoman to take.
He rests for the very first time, feeling that there's nothing else that can be done. The Troof was a lie, or maybe it wasn't, but Potatoman never found it, and he's tired.
He dreams of blocky space spirals that move in beautiful patterns, accompanied by deep and soothing synths. Maybe this kind of thing is what the Troof actually is. It can't be relegated to some singular thing, if the Troof exists, it has to be something that's in every object, every lifeform. The Troof is and has always been everywhere.
We are not sure if Potatoman makes this realization or any kind of realization because afterwards, he molds into an actual potato, like pixelated clay. He's then teleported back to where his life began.
Potato desperately moves and nudges around until he can make it past obstacles the way he used to but he's then picked up by a farmer and left at their barn.
Potato can do nothing but aimlessly wander with the little mobility he has left, but it's quiet. He has never known such peace before. It is as beautiful as the space spirals, even if it's a lot less extravagant.
He only has so much time though, his movements get slower until he's stuck to the ground, becoming soil for a bunch of sunflowers.
Potatoman as we knew him has died, but his material existence still resides in this Earth through what his chemical components have broken down into.
With time, people may forget Potatoman and his life, he never seemed to make any strong connections with anyone besides himself, after all, but the world will never forget him and what he tried his damnedest to find out, because he's still here, and he sincerely tried understanding and finding the Troof even if it took him his entire sentient life. He lived as honestly as he could given what he knew and the conditions he was born under and that raw passion to seek out what you want in life radiates through him.
Potatoman believed in the Troof and wanted it more than anything else, his approximations on what it would be were the only problem. Still, I suppose none of that matters now, he doesn't carry the burden of sentience anymore, he simply is.
Well, I guess flowers might have some sentience since they're alive and all but you get what I mean.