My Body Is A Machine That Turns Wishlist Into Regret

You know you've entered true game dev hell when you spend 6 hours architecting a combat system with seventeen nested state machines, custom event buses, and a dependency injection framework that would make enterprise Java developers weep with pride—all because you refused to watch a single tutorial. The code is so convoluted that only you can understand it, and even that's questionable after a coffee break. But hey, at least it's YOUR spaghetti code, crafted with the stubborn determination of someone who thinks "best practices" are just suggestions for people who lack vision. The real kicker? It probably does the exact same thing a simple switch statement would've done, but with 400% more architectural "elegance."

Ah, indie game developers and their groundbreaking ideas! First, they'll make a "top-down RPG" (revolutionary, never been done before). Then they'll make it "Earthbound inspired" (because apparently that's a personality trait now). And finally, they'll add "crafting" (because every game needs to let you combine sticks and rocks for some reason). Meanwhile, Squidward is all of us experienced devs dying inside as we watch the 500th pitch that's basically just "Stardew Valley but with guns" being presented as the next gaming revolution. How daring indeed.

Remember when we thought AI would just take over mundane jobs? Fast forward to 2023, and GitHub Copilot is writing code while game developers are sweating bullets. The Terminator isn't coming for Sarah Connor anymore—it's coming for your job security and your gaming time. Soon we'll all be sitting in corners wondering what's left for humans to do besides watching AI play better Halo than we ever could.

The indie game development experience: one person sitting behind a table with name tags for "Producer," "Director," "Actor," "Editor," "Writer," "Video Editor," and "Creative." It's the software development equivalent of wearing all the hats in your closet simultaneously. Big studios have entire departments. Indie devs have... coffee and determination. And probably a concerning browser history full of "how to fix [obscure engine] bug at 3AM" searches.

The AUDACITY of that brain cell suggesting I transform my 3D game into some hand-drawn anime masterpiece! 💀 Like, excuse me?? I'm just a humble dev trying to make cubes move on screen, and suddenly my own brain expects me to become Miyazaki with a shader program?! The sheer TRAUMA of lying there, realizing I'd need approximately 17 new skillsets and possibly a deal with the devil to implement that feature. The silent darkness of the final panels is literally my soul leaving my body as I contemplate the 47 YouTube tutorials I'd need to watch before even attempting this monstrosity. And then—BOOM—enlightenment strikes! Time to update that LinkedIn profile with "actively seeking art and shader wizards who can compensate for my spectacular inadequacies."

So you're telling me a game dev can spawn a LITERAL DEMON erupting from molten lava with particle effects and physics calculations that would make Einstein weep, but adding a scarf to the player model? Suddenly we're asking them to solve world hunger. The absolute AUDACITY of suggesting something as simple as cloth physics after they just casually coded an apocalyptic hellspawn summoning ritual. It's giving "I can build a rocket ship but I can't fold a fitted sheet" energy. Game development priorities are truly an enigma wrapped in a riddle, served with a side of spaghetti code.