#bye-bye boxboy

[celestiachan]

underrated 3ds and ds games you can get on hshop and archive.org right now for free

Style Savvy: Styling Star is an eshop exclusive 3ds game that released after the Switch. Way after the Switch. It released on Christmas. It is the worst selling game in the Style Savvy franchise. A shame, because it's the best one. It is a fashion game where you dress up different customers who all want to become singers. There are styles in it that I hadn't ever heard of before playing it. It has gothic lolita, gyaru, pop kei, girly kei, and lots of other j-fashions that I didn't know about before playing it. And there's lesbianism in it. I am not joking. There are actual fictional lesbians in this Nintendo published game. Go play it

Boxboy, Boxboxboy, and Bye-Bye Boxboy are three eshop exclusives, with the last one being released after the Switch. I'm noticing a pattern here. They were developed by the same studio as Kirby, and they (debatably) share a universe. The gameplay of the first game starts off slow, but there is a plot twist halfway through the game. This trend continues to a point where I would consider Bye-Bye Boxboy to be a horror game. There is a fourth game on Switch called Boxboy + Boxgirl, but I would recommend saving that one for after you beat the 3ds trilogy. Oh yeah and the main character is a guy and you can make him wear bows and dresses and makeup. He's gnc af. The only other thing I have to say in regards to its plot is to look very closely at the box behind the player character in the first level of the first game.

Hotel Dusk: Room 215 and Last Window: The Secret of Cape West are two visual novel puzzle games for the DS. You play as Kyle Hyde, who is a complete and utter asshole. He is a salesman who used to be a police detective. He shot his partner (who he was probably gay for) 3 years ago and quit the force. Now it's 1979 and he's spending a night at Hotel Dusk for his job. The second game takes place in the apartment building he lives in. Uh oh! His landlady sold it and it's going to be demolished next month. He spends his last week there investigating the unsolved murder of his father. This one only released in Europe and Japan before its developer went out of business. Sad! This is maybe the only video game that has a novelisation of itself inside of it. They really leaned heavily into the visual novel aspect. Also the soundtrack and artstyle of these games are absolutely gorgeous. Please play them

[mentally-insane-splatoon-fan]

And here's one for the people who still remember boxboy (god those games were good)

Fun fact, I kinda love the Yakuza games as well as splatoon, someone found a website that does those Yakuza title-card things and gave the link.

Anyways, to cross the pair of my interests, I made a few splatoon ones!

[forgottenkirbyfacts]

forgotten kirby facts 28 - "star warrior" has been used in a video game before in an official capacity exactly once in a comic in bye-bye boxboy, which was also developed by hal laboratory.

(comic source)

(submitted by anonymous!)

[hopeymchope]

Video Games I Beat/Finished in 2024:

Inescapable (Switch)

Persona 5 Tactica (Switch)

Trek to Yomi (Switch)

Re:Zero - The Prophecy of the Throne (Switch)

Bowser’s Fury (Switch)

Submerged (Switch)

Alba (Switch)

Triangle Strategy (Switch)

Paranormasight: The Seven Mysteries of Honjo (Switch)

Storyteller (iOS)

Stardew Valley (If one can actually finish such a game? I completed the Community Center and the first three years, at least.) (Switch)

Pac-Man World Re-PAC (Switch)

Actraiser 2 (SNES)

Alien 3 (NES)

Another Code: Two Memories (Another Code Recollection - Switch)

Castlevania: Aria of Sorrow (Replay) (GBA)

Another Code R - A Journey Into Lost Memories (Another Code Recollection - Switch)

Double Dragon II: The Revenge (NES)

Castlevania Chronicles (PS1)

Bloodstained: RotN Classic Mode 2: Dominique’s Curse (Switch)

Golden Axe III (Sega Genesis)

Toziuha Night: Dracula’s Revenge (Switch)

A Certain Magical Index (PSP)

Mega Man V (as Mega Man World 5 DX) (GBC)

Starlink: Battle for Atlas (Switch)

Famicom Detective Club: Emio - The Smiling Man (Switch)

Final Fantasy VII (Switch)

Princess Peach: Showtime (Switch)

The Young Indiana Jones Chronicles (NES)

Detective Pikachu (3DS)

BoxBoxBoy!! (3DS)

Heave-Ho (Replay - Switch)

Bye-Bye Boxboy! (3DS)

Fate/Samurai Remnant (Switch)

Wario Ware: Get it Together! (Replay - Switch)

Wario Ware: Move It! (Switch)

Ys IX: Monstrum Nox (Switch)

Hey! Pikmin (3DS)

Life is Strange: True Colors (Switch)

Life is Strange 2 (Switch)

Pikmin 4 (Switch)

40 games! That's pretty good, considering how long some of these were.

I realize that counting "Another Code Recollection" as two games is debatable. But upon asking people their opinions on whether it should count as one or two titles, it seems like the majority agreed it was two games.

[thease2096]

i was playing through bye bye boxboy after not playing for years, but i had a thought. wouldnt it be cool to play with ur innards in ur final moments, like ur fate is sealed, u might as well fiddle around just to see what its like???

idk hal labs made some bangers man

[the-final-leaf]

A very fitting title and one out-of-frame middle finger

[supergreatfrien]

3DS eShop Closure p.8

You wake up one morning, you have no idea that before the day is over that you're going to become a small business owner since your uncle is going to force his failing business into your hands because he wants to live off the grid.  Life is funny that way.

[boxboysandotherwhump]

Jake guard dog AU part 3

Ah I love everyone who enjoys this lil guard dog AU about @ashintheairlikesnow wonderful Characters, whom I love with all my heart. <3 <3 <3

pssssst @orchidscript    look.

CW: past abuse and healing from injuries mentioned, tree injury

From all the things Antoni thought he would get to see after Mister Davis front door had fallen shut behind him forever, a man like a tree trunk sitting in a wheelchair and growling at a tree surely hadn‘t been one of them.

The rescues nose sniffs the kitchen air, wrinkling softly but nearly pressed against the backdoor window while light blue eyes remain trained on the tree in their back porch.

Or rather on Tristan hanging upside down on one of its branches.  He lifts one leg, stretches it out long, all his weight balancing in the crook of his other knee and giggles. The tree creaks, tormented old branches dipping under the energy of youth.

„Not safe.“ The new rescue- no Jack, that‘s the name he‘d picked, Antoni reminds himself- mutters under his breath. Grip tightening around the wheelchair‘s handrims. 

If he tried to roll out that door and crash down the three stone steps leading to the garden, the thing would surely break apart. Some lib folks had organized the beat up old chair and brought it over yesterday. It was slightly to small for Jack but held his weight well enough. And a bit of oil, Nat had dug out the cellar, had even taken care of the squeaking left wheel.

„Have trust in Tristan.“ Antoni begins, giving the simmering Solyanka a gentle stir. „I have never seen anyone with this much control over their own body.“

Pust' on nikogda ne poteryayet eto.

„I am sure he will be just fine.“

Jack grunts not leaving Tristan out of his sight for a second. Still, a bit of the tension nesting between his shoulder blades bleeds from his posture.

Antoni smiles, that private gentle curl of his lips kinda smile that only finds its way on his face when he is truly content, and he starts to set the table. Pulling five bowls from a cupboard. Taking spoons out a drawer.

„Still-“ Jack grumbles, voice low and cracking from disuse. „Not safe.“

Glasses find their way onto the table, carefully placed next to the bowls. Perfectly aligned with the spoons.

„Nothing worth doing is ever.“

The words leave Antoni‘s mouth a whispery exhale. A rustle through dead leaves. And Jack turns. The wheelchair creaks softly and blue eyes meet his. Settle heavy on his neck, where the circular testimonies of his failings peek out from under his shirt collar.

Antoni‘s skin crawls and he can‘t help but wonder, for a moment, for what sin‘s the man in the wheelchair had paid. With shattered bones and shredded skin. A face still so pale from exhaustion the only colors there are healing bruises, fading from blue to green to yellow. The ugliest dawn painted by the crudest of brushes.

Tris delighted laughter filters through the tilted windows and a busted lip curls into the tiniest of smiles. „Yeah.“

Something soft settles between them. A calm understanding about the other, existing beyond knowledge of life‘s long past. Or yesterdays sins.

CRACK!

Antoni nearly jumps out his own skin as a sound dry as breaking bones but thrice as loud bursts through the garden.

„Trischa!“

Antoni darts around the table as Jack barrels through the door. He is hot on his heels, heart hammering against his breast bone so violently it‘s a wonder he doesn‘t shatter.

Jack‘s wheels hit the stone steps with a few dull thuds, the old chair frame shrieking protest as the man puts all his strength in the pushes to propel him forward.

The wheelchair, held together by some invisible force, remains miraculously intact. Dried up grass crunches under its wheels that dig deep furrows into the earth under their pilots weight, until they finally come to a stop in the middle of the garden.

Tristan stands in front of a demolished tree, a giant branch ripped apart by the teenagers endless energy lays on the ground behind him, and grins up at them. Grass stains are smudged all over his jeans and shirt and his face glows so red, his freckles nearly disappear.

Leaves stick out from strawberry blond hair, a tiny stick is all tangled up in them too, wobbling up and down in sync with his rocking, nearly distracting from Tris‘s big green eyes, sparkling with excitement even though the hunch of his shoulders gives his guilt away.

„Sorry sorry sorry for for for- I‘m sorry for, for, uhm, damaging the tree.“

„As long as you are not damaged Trisha.“ Antoni exhales, worried eyes scanning the bouncing teenager up and down. Lingering on scraped open palms with a sympathetic wince that Tristan answers with a beaming grin.

„No no no no. I‘m not. I did, did a dive roll when it, when it broke. Did you see? Did you see me do the the, dive roll?“

„I missed it Trisha.“, Antoni confesses.

„Oh. Oh- oh- okay.“ Tristan‘s eyes wander over to Jack, brows furrowed in an expectant smile.

Jack shakes his head, lip jutting out in remorse. No.

Tris deflates and Antoni wishes he hadn‘t distracted Jack from the window.

Pale brows draw together and Antoni fears, for the split of a second, that these big green eyes will well up with tears. They stay dry. Tristan only cocks his head to the side, eyes fixed over Antoni‘s shoulder.

„Ant, Antoni? Why why why is there smoke in the, in the kitchen?“

Antoni whips around, eyes blown wide. His feet fly over the dry grass towards the rickety backdoor.

„Oy blyat'!“

[tinycartridge]

Bye-Bye BoxBoy out now on the eShop! ⊟ 

This took its time coming out to the U.S., but HAL Laboratory’s send-out for the puzzle-platformer series jumped onto our 3DS eShop this afternoon! Demos for all three BoxBoy games are also available on the service.

Don't forget that you can unlock special costumes with select Kirby amiibo, or that you can access a Game Boy-style color scheme if you have save data from the first two games or get a perfect score on all of Bye-Bye BoxBoy's levels.

BUY BoxBoy’s Qbby amiibo

[operationrainfall]

PR: Nintendo Download for 4/13/17

PR: Nintendo Download for 4/13/17

With Spring in the air and Easter round the corner, it makes sense that Nintendo has a plentiful variety of new games this week! There are a bunch of great new indie games, some fun demos, though not much in the way of bargains. But that’s ok so long as there are fun new experiences to be had. Let’s start with one of particular interest. A little while back our own Ashley did an Impressions piece…

[parttimingufoandboxboy]

[celestiachan]

reblog if you vote

[jimquisition]

It's the last day of the eShop's functionality on the 3DS and Wii U. With its closure, some truly great games will be lost forever. Bye Bye Boxboy! 

Join me as we take a look back at one of the best handheld systems in the realm. I mean, it's sad about the Wii U and everything, but the 3DS is really what I wanna talk about!

[clover-midori]

forget radley madish or guy mortadello or whatever being the “worst” (and by worst I mean BEST) antagonist. that fucking chipmunk/squirrel/WHATEVER THE FUCK IS THE TRUE EVIL. MADE COOPER/PRUDENCE SUFFER WITH THE NEAR LOSS OF COOKIE/PICKLE, ONLY TO LEAD THEIR INNOCENT PETS TO THE HELLHOLE THAT IS PAPA’S PANCAKERIA.

AND THEN??? YOU PROBABLY KEPT GOING NORTHWEST AND ENDED UP IN POWDER POINT. YOU’D THINK THAT WAS THE END OF YOUR WRATH. BUT NO. THIS RANDOM BINGO PLAYER, DESMOND, COMES OVER, FINDS YOU IN THE SNOW, AND TAKES YOU TO HIS HOME. BITCH. HE SHOULD HAVE LEFT YOU. I MEAN, YEAH, he DOESN’T KNOW you ruined someone’s life BUT, HE SHOULD HAVE IGNORED YOU. SHOULD’VE JUST LEFT. DAMN, DESMOND. WHY? NATTO SHOULD’VE STAYED FROZEN. DAMN.

and that’s why Natto isn’t dead even after 11 years, when a chipmunk’s lifespan is roughly 8-10. goddamn, Desmond, LET HIM GO. NATTO IS WHY YOUR SISTER (elsie) NEARLY KILLED IGGY AND TOHRU PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF C.J FRISKINS THE BEST CLOSER THAT NEVER EXISTED AAAAAAAA

oh shit, this isn’t my 3ds. sorry guys, guess I’ll go play bye bye boxboy now.

no, the second half isn’t canon. but fuck/thank you, chipmunk from papa’s pancakeria/Natto from papa’s taco mia deluxe

[whumpinthepot]

Day 3: Lost.

This is just part of a very rough wip of ive been picking away at. Its un-edited and written between work shifts haha.. Its one of those scenes you see often (Thinking of you twilight) but in my BBU universe. I didn’t know what else to use for this prompt and had this already written!! So here ya go, hopefully its not too bad.

CW for transphobic remarks, creepy men, pet whump, boxboy universe, lost whumpee, slavery

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The next few people they had come across weren’t so friendly. Two shaggy looking men, with shifty eyes and a hint of a smirk, sitting on the railings of the sidewalk. Ratty side eye’d the two and their instincts kicked in to keep going. No asking these men for anything.

One whistled, and it made Ratty’s skin prickle. Their guard was already up by the time one of the two got up to shout harassments at them, “Hey Girly, are ya lost?”

When Ratty turned around to glare, the man stopped, “Oi, what the hell?” He jeered and looked at Ratty’s features, obviously trying to decide, ���Are you a chick or not?!”

Ratty was caught off guard by the question and looked down at their yellow dress. Girls wore dresses didn’t they… “I dunno.” They just shrugged, “Scuse me…. Sir, but I have to go. Bye.”

Ratty spun around and started to trot off, not very impressed at being bothered with stupid questions. The next question out of the man’s mouth had them lose their breath however-

“Sir?” He chuckled with a low growl, “What? Are you one of those pets? No one talks like that unless they are.” He seemed more amused now than before, the smirk growing as he walked after them. The second man was up now too, walking around to start to corner Ratty with casual lazy steps.

Ratty’s eyes hooded as they watched what the two men were doing, stating the only thing they knew to keep them safe, “I have a Master.”

They were claimed, no one else could touch them without their Masters say so. At least that's what they were taught by the trainers.

“Oh yeah? Where are they then? You seem lost to me, maybe we can help you get back to them.” One suggested, but Ratty had already decided that these men were no good.

“No… Thank you, sir. Scuse me, I really have to go now. Back to my Master, yep, so I don’t need your help. You can go.” Ratty waved their hand to shoo them away, very annoyed at this point. All manners were lost in their voice despite the honorifics.

That's when the man closest to them grabbed them by the arms.

[pumpkin-spice-whump]

Difficult Morning

here's a silly little something I wrote just to make Jesse frustrated

Masterlist

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“Abigail we are going to be late!” Jesse called down the hall.

He was changing Harper’s diaper for the third time that morning because something made her very sick and he didn’t know what yet and it was making him sick with worry.

The chauffeur would be there in just five minutes to take Abi and Eva to school. Eva was totally ready and by the door, but Abigail had shut herself up in her room and wouldn’t answer him. He set Harper on the floor and ran up the stairs, opening her door. She was laying on her bed, staring at the ceiling.

“Abigail, what are you doing? You have to go to school. Put on these shoes,” Jesse said, picking up her tennis shoes and starting to put them on her feet. She kicked out suddenly, sitting up.

“No! I don’t want those shoes!”

Jesse stepped back, glancing at the clock by her bed. Three minutes. “Well you have PE today, so you need tennis shoes. Do you want to wear a different pair and bring them in your bag?”

Abigail pouted. “No. I want to wear my sandals!”

Jesse scoffed. “There’s an inch of snow outside, you’re not wearing sandals.”

“Those are the shoes I want.”

“Well they’re not the shoes you get. You can wear your snowboots or your tennis shoes, those are your only options.”

“Then I’m not going to school.”

Jesse took a deep breath. Two minutes. “Yes you are.”

“No I’m not! And you can’t make me because you’re not in charge of me!”

“Yes I am Abigail. I’m the adult and I’m in charge of you!” Jesse’s voice raised, frustration getting the best of him. He knew that he was only egging her on, but did she really have to start fighting him when they literally had one minute to get out the door?!

“No you’re not, you’re just a Boxboy! My best friend Jessica H said I don’t listen to you -- you listen to me!”

He stepped back, the wind knocked out of him. Abigail crossed her arms and glared at him. Tears pricked his eyes. It’s true -- he’s just a Boxboy -- but he hoped that the girls he loved so fervently wouldn’t treat him the way their parents did. He hoped that these past few months spent alone with him would prove to them that they could be more than owners and pet -- that they could maybe be the family he saw them as.

A horn honked outside.

Jesse took a breath, tossing Abigail’s shoes to the ground. “Okay. Fine. But I’m still your caretaker --”

“Boxboy.”

He closed his eyes. “And you need to go to school. Now. I don’t even care what shoes you wear, but if you wear sandals your feet will get cold and wet, so I really recommend your boots or tennis shoes.”

He turned around and left, hoping that the chauffeur would wait just a few extra minutes.

Abigail came down just a couple minutes later, tennis shoes on. She glared at Jesse as she went out the door. He was almost positive she had the sandals in her backpack.

“Bye Jesse!” Eva said, running after her sister.

“Bye Eva, have a good day! Bye Abi!”

He picked up Harper and watched the two older girls as the chauffeur buckled them into their carseats and drove away.

Jesse closed the door and sighed in defeat.

He forgot to brush Eva’s hair.

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