20th May 2020
In this love-letter to the decade we call the ‘90s you'll be donning the (totally-not-Samus's) armour of Dot, a sentient 16-bit heroine. Her chiptune-scored world has been turned upside down by the evil Cyblin Lord, a jerk out to ruin not just her pixelated plane of existence - but also the real-world, where the nine-year old boy controlling her resides. And this being VR, add another layer on top of that as you become said lad. Amidst this weird, multi-dimensional crisis is where Pixel Ripped 1995 breaks out its most blast-processed concepts.
Basically, the DualShock 4 in your hands become the virtual stubs and digits gripping the SNES-like pad of your “player”. Planted on the virtual floor with a shitty CRT TV in front of you, you're essentially asked to play a series of games within the game. Sometimes it'll be a top-down RPG that reeks of Zelda influences. Other times it’s side-scrolling, or even bouts of leaping and blasting space mutants and skeletons.