Let's all take off our hats and bow our heads mourning the passage of what must have been the superb opportunity to produce a vivid and visceral dark alternate reality.
So noir, so umber, so cerebral--ALAS! mutilated and brutalized by its own adult content! What happened to the ripe fruits of bizarre aberrations, of real, nightmarish breaches in the normal reality we know? Aren't we still able to face the ghastly denizens of our own minds and razor-edged and fear-darkened imaginations? No. Not anymore. Because if the trailers I have seen were a sample of what to expect in the game, we would be in for some REAL fun! We would really be feeling adrenaline, and our brains would really be hurting as we struggle to harness our intellectual faculties in a maelstrom of sinister paradox and mind-numbing impossibilities which threaten our sanity (well, I never said such a thing was for the weak minded or the weak of stomach). But not today, not now. Not this game. Not with adult content.
If it were only possible to conjure into reality the figments of imagination there would be no match, no reckoning, nothing to challenge must less mitigate the boundless power of the imagination of an untainted mind. That day is not today, but let every polluted mind and all men fear the dawning of the day when such power becomes possible, because then we will all see the wretched inferiority of the capacity of filthy minds compared with the creative, even the intellectual capability of a mind free of that influence, truly free.
But for now, let us mourn that we cannot have such a momentous game, the type of game which redefines and quite possibly reclassifies 'virtual reaity.' Today we hang our heads and bewail our hopes, twice somber because we may never see such a prospect again in our lives...