Squigglydot
a.k.a Roxy S.
she/her
Game Dev, arcade historian, fighting game jobber, princess of the 6th generation, jank scribe, ghost of the gaming ether
Used to write here. Now I write over at Bump Combat.
Ratings are generally arbitrary.
Badges
GOTY '23
Participated in the 2023 Game of the Year Event
Organized
Created a list folder with 5+ lists
Elite Gamer
Played 500+ games
Pinged
Mentioned by another user
GOTY '22
Participated in the 2022 Game of the Year Event
Gone Gold
Received 5+ likes on a review while featured on the front page
Treasured
Gained 750+ total review likes
Famous
Gained 100+ followers
Listed
Created 10+ public lists
Shreked
Found the secret ogre page
Best Friends
Become mutual friends with at least 3 others
Busy Day
Journaled 5+ games in a single day
Donor
Liked 50+ reviews / lists
Roadtrip
Voted for at least 3 features on the roadmap
3 Years of Service
Being part of the Backloggd community for 3 years
GOTY '21
Participated in the 2021 Game of the Year Event
Gamer
Played 250+ games
On Schedule
Journaled games once a day for a week straight
Adored
Gained 300+ total review likes
Trend Setter
Gained 50+ followers
Well Written
Gained 10+ likes on a single review
Loved
Gained 100+ total review likes
Popular
Gained 15+ followers
Noticed
Gained 3+ followers
N00b
Played 100+ games
GOTY '20
Participated in the 2020 Game of the Year Event
Liked
Gained 10+ total review likes
Favorite Games
591
Total Games Played
037
Played in 2024
734
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I love you: you're beautiful, you're charming, and I can't fucking stand you.
Some may look at your art style and see it as derivative, the amalgamation of Invader Zim-ian quirky-and-edgy joy through the scope of Newgrounds circa 2007, but I love it all the same; It reminds me of the best of times and the worst of times all same.
Even your music, simple and stylistically homogenous as it is, still brought a smile to my face...
No, I'll tell you the reason I truly can't stand you anymore.
I wish there was a nicer way to say it, but... It's your physics. Uncooperative, clunky, grueling, by any other name the word is just as true: My time with you was one of constant struggle. I would labor on marvelous constructions, towers to symbolize all you stood for, and a meager misplacement would have minutes of work, as many as five, or ten even, crumbling to the floor.
First, I blamed God, for forsaking me once more; then, my crosshairs were directed at gravity, the loathsome force; but eventually, I knew the true patron of my patronization.
It was you, World of Goo.
My towers, my creations, meant nothing to you. You would scoff at my attempts, laugh at my failure, and refuse to even glance my way at my myriad victories. It was you -- It was always you.
So knowing this, I have no choice but to part ways with you, wistful World, glorious Goo, Opulent of. You give me no choice, and your bitter banter at my behest broke my brain. Our time was short, but a single second longer in your company could only spell disaster...
Farewell,
Roxy S. Gaming