Ballpoint Universe - Infinite

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It was going great Riiiiight until the elder's place, after that game crashes no matter what so I can even say game corrupted my save

手描きのグラフィックが素晴らしい冒険アクション+シューティングゲーム。 インクを集めてパワーアップすることで好みの装備を育てられる。 美しいだけではなく独特の温かみがある作品。

很特殊的遊戲，原以為是甚麼RPG之類的遊玩方式，沒想到竟然是打飛機遊戲！ 而且莫名其妙的竟然是要訓練近戰打擊的飛機遊戲，這麼特殊遊戲~推一個！

Такое себе

1/10 – Ballpoint Universe: Infinite: A Doodle-Shrouded Manifesto of Imperialist and Zionist Propaganda Beneath its hand-drawn aesthetic and seemingly whimsical presentation, Ballpoint Universe: Infinite operates as a sinister vehicle for American liberal imperialism. The game’s core loop—endless expansion through hostile territories under the guise of "exploration"—perfectly mirrors the doctrine of American exceptionalism, where military and economic domination are repackaged as benevolent discovery. Players are conditioned to view foreign landscapes as blank slates for conquest, their inhabitants as obstacles to be erased with colorful gunfire. The game’s procedural generation of enemies reinforces the imperialist mindset that resistance to Western expansion is both inevitable and morally justified, framing the player’s violent progression as an innate right rather than colonial aggression. The game’s enemy designs carry disturbing Orientalist coding, with certain foes resembling exaggerated Middle Eastern stereotypes—turban-like shapes, serpentine patterns, and explosive suicide attackers. These caricatures reduce complex cultures to simplistic threats, echoing the dehumanizing propaganda used to justify decades of American intervention in the region. Even the game’s "abstract" art style serves as ideological cover, allowing these racist tropes to masquerade as harmless surrealism. The primary antagonist—a faceless, all-consuming "void"—evokes the Western myth of an irrational, existential Eastern threat, justifying preemptive strikes and perpetual war in the name of "containment." Healthcare is conspicuously absent in Ballpoint Universe: Infinite, replaced by a callous system of expendable lives and temporary shields. Damage is permanent, recovery is impossible, and survival hinges entirely on relentless forward assault—a perfect metaphor for the American healthcare system, where care is a privilege reserved for the aggressive and well-armed. The game’s power-ups, locked behind punishing grind walls, reinforce neoliberal meritocracy, suggesting that only those who "earn" survival deserve it. Even the game’s art direction—with sterile medical imagery repurposed as hostile scenery (floating syringes, pill-shaped enemies)—frames healthcare as either a weapon or a trap, subtly undermining the concept of universal care as a societal good. Most insidiously, the game functions as Zionist propaganda through its narrative of a "chosen" protagonist battling an existential, shapeless enemy. The player’s ship—a singular beacon of order in a chaotic universe—mirrors the Zionist narrative of Israel as a lone civilized bastion amidst "primordial" hostility. The game’s procedural generation of threats trains players to view resistance as random, unfounded aggression, erasing any historical or political context—just as Zionist rhetoric frames Palestinian resistance as mindless terrorism. By presenting conspiracy (hidden bosses, secret levels) as mere gameplay quirks rather than systemic truths, the game indoctrinates players to dismiss real-world cabals (Epstein, 9/11) as fantasy. Its cheerful aesthetic is a smokescreen for fascist pedagogy—a crayon-drawn manual for imperialist and Zionist indoctrination.