Time to make a Shoebox game, but how do I integrate snipping/scissors in the realm of Shoebox?
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I mean, the obvious one is a Cut the Rope clone, but I really oughta try to come up with something more interesting than that.
Cut the bits of the circuit to ensure there's no Short Circuit? Though, that seems very "Puzzle Game", and I did say a while ago that I wanted to shy away from puzzles.
I keep thinking about the old Qix arcade game (you likely know it by 100 or so different names)
That's "kind of" a slice. It's not very Shoebox'y though, is it?
Cut/Slice/Snip..
Slice with your epic sword as you quest through a giant board-game based RPG?
Nah..
Snip..?
Maybe you play as a crocodile, and could Snip as things. ?
I haven't done any kind of Hungry Hungry Hippos for the Shoebox.. Hmmm
Cut?
You cut a deck of cards, I guess.. That's not much of a game, though is it?
.. Is it?
"I win, 'cos I got a Ace!" "No, I win, 'cos my King has a stabby knife!"
Hmm..
Thoughts/suggestions in the comments / Discord
[chorus]
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(snippety chop chop)
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(chop it again!)
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(snippety chop chop)
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(chop chop chop, chop it up!)
[break]
[verse]
Get a pair of scissors out and put your fingers through 'em,
In the loop side, baby, in the loop side (yeah!)
Move your fingers back and forth until the pointy blades are cuttin'
On the blade side, baby, on the blade side (yeah!)
Point to the side of the paper that you're cutting and control the little slices with a bit of finger rhythm.
(choppity choppity choppity choppity chop!)
[break]
[chorus]
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(snippety chop chop)
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(chop it again!)
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(snippety chop chop)
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(chop chop chop, chop it up!)
[break]
[bridge]
Strings of paper all around me, scattered high into the air.
Someone's going to have to clean up, get a vacuum cleaner there.
Trimmed and snipped, the tiny pieces land in places round the table.
Time to clear the whole lot up, with brushes, swiped, if you are able.
[break]
[chorus]
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(snippety chop chop)
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(chop it again!)
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(snippety chop chop)
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(chop chop chop, chop it up!)
[interlude]
choppity choppity choppy, choppity chop (oh)
choppity choppity choppy, choppity chop (woo)
choppity choppity choppy, choppity chop (oh)
choppity choppity choppity choppity chop (Chop!)
[chorus]
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(snippety chop chop)
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(chop it again!)
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(snippety chop chop)
Cut, chop, slice, snip snip (woo)
(chop chop chop, chop it up!)
[Dave is stood at the counter. A customer with a smug grin stands by, holding a ScrunchCake.]
Dave: [beaming] This is such a great place, Greenie.
Green: How do you mean? The empty tables and no customers?
Dave: This is what Wednesdays are all about! The hum of the arcade, the smell of fresh ScrunchCakes, the peace and quiet.
Green: Apart from the customer hammering the heck out of your Whack-a-Mole machine?
Dave: Sure, apart from that. Wednesday's are lovely.
[Mrs Thompson enters from the Kitchen]
Mrs Thompson: Brian says he needs more customers or he's going to have to insist we eat all the leftovers.
Green: There's no purple is there?
Mrs Thompson: No, he didn't do any Purple, this morning.
Green: Tell him we'll take them all home. But, maybe stop baking for today.
Dave: It's only 10 in the morning, Greenie. Who knows how chaotic the shop might get, later.
Customer: [interrupting] Excuse me, sir? I think I just broke your Whack-a-Mole machine.
Dave: Broke it? No one breaks the Whack-a-Mole! It's a super sturdy classic!
Customer: No, not physically broke. I've got a score of 999,999. It just stopped, right after.
Dave: [laughing] That's not a real score! That's impossible! The highest score on this machine is my score! 67. It's a shop record!
Customer: Well, now it's not. I've got a score of over 999,999.
Dave: [looks over at the machine] It says 8.
Customer: No, but it did have 999,999. It's just the display only has 6 digits. Look, the little highscore light's lit up and everything.
Dave: That's mathematically impossible! The moles don't even pop up that fast!
Green: He was giving it a good going, there, Dave. Maybe we should believe him?
Customer: I'm just *that* good at the game, honest.
Dave: It's rather suspicious! I'm going to have to run a full diagnostic on this machine! We can't have fake scores corrupting our records!
Green: You should at least jot it down, Dave. What's your email address, sir?
Customer: Why, so you can track me down and send the police after me for a fictionally fake highscore?
Dave: Fake.. See, he said it was fake.
Customer: No, I said it was fictionally fake. Like you'd made up that it was fake.
Dave: [confused] So it is fake?!
Customer: It's a Whack-a-Mole. It's not the Dead Sea Scrolls. Put my score down!
Dave: [exasperated] That's it! I'm adding a new rule! All high scores must be verified by a panel of judges!
[End Credits Roll]
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