The Candybox Blog

AlienMelon’s new game site committed to brining entertaining video games to the general public. We use a unique system to create our games, like no other. Abducting people from their homes, and splashing them with cat blood. Tetrageddon is a collection of non-comercial “Pop Games”. Our philosophy is to explore the gaming medium in an artistic sense, approaching it as a tool in the same manner as a canvas and brush are tools. Interactivity is a new and virtually unexplored medium, and in the light of the cyber art revolution, where everything is virtual and nothing is real, we find...

Working on a new site, but while no one cares here’s a mini-game I just finished. It’s in memory of that old arcade classic from the 1980’s. You know, Defender? Well, how do you think the Aliens felt about it? Sponsored by the Intergalctic Foundation for Non-Anthropomorphic Rights, Offender is a game made from the alien’s point of view. Note: As a result of the Great Invation of 2080, resulting in Earths distinct shortage of humanoids, and strickt censorship laws, all pipedal lifeforms of hominal descent have been substituted with their evolutionary equivalent. Öööööö!! -Austrian battle cry

I just got news that “When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again” has made it into the Revver Editors Picks… which is purely awesome. I owe it all to Tanja (The Awesome One(TM)) for uploading it. I made the animation way back in 1999 in Flash 4, so its eight years old. It was my first Flash animation. Sweeeet. On a semi-related note VitalMedia recently requested three animated sequences for their three community site’s (VitalBMX, VitalMX, and VitalSkate) video end. They’re kinda like a MySpace/YouTube for extreme sports. Their sites are definitely worth a visit. Some of the footage there is...

Strange dreams… Stir now, sleeping consumers! Discomforted by unthinkable acts of self-preservation. Another sacrifice to the “Greater Good” left bloody bodies that blatantly clog our conscience with their memory. Victims of self-justified, pre-forgiven atrocities remembered only as nameless statistics that slowly melt into our collective forgetfulness. The controversial stench of guilt is easily sanitized, then dismissed, before entirely buried in today’s trivialities and tomorrow’s news. eat! Smile now, oh self-proclaimed elite! Leaders that make fools of your people and cannibalize life. Today the gluttons make a feast! Wealthy murderers guiltlessly rejoice in the spoils of blood as they declare victory....