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- Jun 27, 2014
So are you familiar with Danielle Riendeau, Kiwis? If not, she's Waypoint's resident Troon.
And when I say Troon, I mean Troon. We are talking 100% grade-A honest-to-GodJesus BearChrist Rat King supplicant.
From donating to Trans Lifeline and soliciting therefor:
To being a long-time friend of Pedo Nyberg:
To being personal friends with Brianna Wu:
And Catherine Cross:
You know we're in for some good shit with a pedigree like that, Kiwis. And good god... We are. Recently, she covered an indie game, The Red Strings Club. The game was basically designed to push the usual identity politics nonsense in a heavy-handed fashion that makes A Night In The Woods seem restrained by comparison. It hits all the notes: Diversity cast, every sexual orientation under the sun, and more. It's practically Tumblr-bait, right?
Well, Riendeau fucking hated it. And why... Well, I'll just let you read it while I give my sarcastic commentary amidships:
So right out the gate, she likes it, or seems to.
I'll save you her Jaimas article-sized block of meaningless drivel and get to where she turns on the game with the force of a thermonuclear device (emphasis mine, in orange, as per tradition):
So let's check out that link she posted:

Just as a Rat King member would. Let's continue on her article.
And her link reveals.... More sperging about how sexy poison is, to which I'm mandated legally to respond with this link.
So yeah, she tears the entire game to shreds because a virtual tranny is deadnamed. Anyone else really disappointed that the DEADNAME.INFO joke site is gone?

And when I say Troon, I mean Troon. We are talking 100% grade-A honest-to-GodJesus BearChrist Rat King supplicant.
From donating to Trans Lifeline and soliciting therefor:

To being a long-time friend of Pedo Nyberg:

To being personal friends with Brianna Wu:

And Catherine Cross:

You know we're in for some good shit with a pedigree like that, Kiwis. And good god... We are. Recently, she covered an indie game, The Red Strings Club. The game was basically designed to push the usual identity politics nonsense in a heavy-handed fashion that makes A Night In The Woods seem restrained by comparison. It hits all the notes: Diversity cast, every sexual orientation under the sun, and more. It's practically Tumblr-bait, right?
How 'The Red Strings Club' Sabotages Its Hopeful Cyberpunk Vision
Well, Riendeau fucking hated it. And why... Well, I'll just let you read it while I give my sarcastic commentary amidships:
The Red Strings Club is a cyberpunk adventure game (out today on Steam) that trades in all manner of genre tropes: There are massive corporations to deal with, transhumanism to wrap your unenhanced brain around, sentient androids who seek to understand humanity, and a sleek bar with retro stylings (including a fan and an old piano). It takes place in a far-future metropolis where one mega-corp—Supercontinent—is getting ready to unleash a mysterious program that will either facilitate human happiness or brainwash the population, depending on your point of view.
At its best, the game leans into one of the most exciting—and most often ill-incorporated—aspects of cyberpunk fiction: sexuality, and the ways in which technology can help and hinder it. At its worst, it stumbles on a key aspect of gender identity, so badly that it undercuts its own message.
Early on in the game, you step into the shoes of Akara-184, an android that manufactures implants for humans based on their desires and needs. Many of these needs have to do with sex, power, and influence, tying them in with all manner of social issues. One user wants to be more popular online. You can give her implants that make her more influential, or more immune to online trolls. You can give her “the prince” which makes her more physically attractive. But each solution brings more problems (kind of like life), until you simply move on to a new batch of clients.
So right out the gate, she likes it, or seems to.
I'll save you her Jaimas article-sized block of meaningless drivel and get to where she turns on the game with the force of a thermonuclear device (emphasis mine, in orange, as per tradition):
A late game puzzle has you literally playing telephone with execs and scientists at Supercontinent. I was enjoying this until it deployed Larissa’s deadname as both a solution to a problem and as a completely tone-deaf late game “reveal.” I really don’t know what the devs were thinking here. At best, it reads like a botched attempt to make a plea for good trans healthcare, but it is clumsy as hell and frankly, offensive. Don’t deadname. Ever. And don’t treat trans characters’ identities like “plot twists,” as if being trans amounts to some wild revelation.
So let's check out that link she posted:
Deadnaming A Trans Person Is Violence — So Why Does The Media Do It Anyway?

Just as a Rat King member would. Let's continue on her article.
Minus the deadnaming and treating her transness as a “reveal,” and uncomfortably hitting on the hypersexualized transwoman trope, I’d be singing this game’s praises to the WB_wombat_top of the neon cityscape. As is, I’m disappointed and baffled by this awful decision.
And her link reveals.... More sperging about how sexy poison is, to which I'm mandated legally to respond with this link.
So yeah, she tears the entire game to shreds because a virtual tranny is deadnamed. Anyone else really disappointed that the DEADNAME.INFO joke site is gone?