Am I being punished for my hubris? I woke up after my first day in this spaceport feeling hungover and disheveled, in a not exactly luxurious apartment. I’d be so excited to be in a new place I jumped right in, seeking adventure and now I’m penniless, with a bothersome little skull following me. The fortune teller outside my house tells me it’s a curse I picked up for my premature adventure. Now all I can do is clean the trash around this place, and try to earn what little money I can until I find a way to break this curse and get out of here.
Welcome to Diaries of A Spaceport Janitor, an “anti-adventure” game, by Sundae Month. Imagine the hub world of grand RPG, pepper it with detail and strange denizens and you’re not far off from the image of the bustling spaceport you’ll spend a lot of time getting to know. And you’ll do this by laboriously picking up trash and finding people to trade with, all while trying to take care of your basic needs.
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