Granted. But it's only sensible to me.

I wish I had more tea without having to make it.

I put up a copy for you: egomassive.com/nifflas/Kira-NotPoeticAtAll.knytt.bin

I don't know if it's the latest version. I just compressed what was in my level folder.

Granted. You saved your game just fine but you accidently poured entire cup of tea into your computer so you can't play it anyway.

I wish I was able to spell nessec nesecc neccesa necessary correctly without having to look it up every time.

So.

The story about me finding the game is pretty boring like egomassive's. I was looking for games that gave me a certain feeling. So I would start up and play through anything and being a child it had to be free. I'm sure it was on some list of free games but I could never remember which. I played Knytt and was intrigued. I played Knytt Stories and the Nifflas levels and I wanted more. I searched the forums and played through anything I could find. I was also dumb and didn't understand that the level archive existed so I only searched through the forums. As I played I also became more literate as an internet person as well and learned to find the good levels I had to search for the ones with the most replies.

Through this time I was mindlessly building Hypnagogia. It was basically a graduation from toys to games for me. My parents basically set me in front of lego and lego type toys as a child because I could be entertained endlessly. My brothers would have sports games and I would sit in the dirt a field away making a story with a pile of rocks. The amount of money that must have been spent on random lego toys is probably obscene but I had a giant bin of it also contributed to by many siblings that had passing interest but enough to contribute. The pile in the bin grew. And I would make stories with them. More and more complex. Scenes. Towers. Worlds. Tablaues. Eventually I felt confined and started writing and drawing but I also still loved the construction aspect of the toy. I have trouble creating things that I think about artistically. So, while it was easy for me to think of a story I couldn't interpret my thoughts into their own visuals. All the tilesets that came with KS were a pile of lego blocks asking to be mixed, matched, made into whatever my mind wanted them to be which probably wasn't intended but at the very least I could borrow them to make me creative when my own art was lacking. (I still have immense trouble with this. I can imagine a lake. I can draw a lake that I can see. I cannot for the life of me draw the lake that I imagine and when I do it looks horrendous comparatively. My imagination is extremely confined by my imagination).

Anyway, I found Shipwrecked because I learned how to filter and find levels. I liked the level but I didn't understand how it worked. I looked at it in the editor and I understood the possibilities. It was like reading a Dickenson or cummings poem or Cormac McCarthy. The rules are just the start of the possibilities. KS didn't just have to be a toy to build a tower. It could be the tower. It could tell a story. I wasn't really comfortable enough at the time to actually tell a story so I made something that let me off the hook It's all a dream. It's all a joke. Hypnagogia is about me being afraid to tell a story when that's all I wanted to really do.

I did a lot of different outlets like this for other things. Art forums, RPG maker games,  A whole hell of a lot of RP forums. And the only place that I really got feedback that I felt like people treated me as a person was here. I didn't understand that at the time but it's the reason why I kept coming back because slight criticisms are enough to make me cascade into a self-wallowing and pitiable creature that never wants to share any of what I do with anyone. I also felt hopelessly inept at anything else I tried and while I'd get good responses I felt so unbelievably overshadowed by others I didn't want to risk trying. But I got some good responses on my forum post. So, I have a pretty simple idea that I'll make next. It's a pretty small level in comparison to the last that's just the surface of an empty planet to explore. And then the record scratch comes.

I went to college. I started my life. I became an adult. And when I felt like I couldn't breathe I made a story out of this game.

I didn't meet Juni until much later but we were already friends.

Welllll... i can think of a couple of ways, but they're all a little unethical (and invasive of privacy, and actually now that i think about it, deeply, deeply illegal) and, look, maybe just forget i said anything, I don't want to get into any trouble here...

I know it's a bit late notice, but could you do me a HUUUUGE favour and babysit tonight?