No throwing

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This games narrative perfectly reflects the state of our society as a whole. Where trash and explosives rains down on us from above. stuck in a world of graffiti and trash you can either run in panic like the chickens waiting to be crushed by falling debris, or you can be a silly little robot whose rage builds with each bottle, banana, and oven dropped on his head. This was a gripping tale of survival that had me on the edge of me seat for its strenuous 5 minute play time. As I became immersed in this world it had felt as if days had passed by while I fought valiantly to protect my flock. Finally reaching letting my rage fill and reach 100 I was hit with words "The Pain that hangs over the city". I wouldn't understand what those words meant until my second play through of the game. While i was able to save more chickens than my previous attempt there were still more than a few inevitable causalities. Hearing the scream of each chicken as it cried out for help before being crushed reminded of the words I was soon to see. While I knew that the pain was that hung over the city I was still unsure of the cause of this pain. Who would throw this debris down knowing it would fall a great height and crush an innocent chicken. The answer was staring me right in the face this whole time. Going back to the steam page there they were, the words that made it all make sense, "High-altitude throwing, the pain of the city". Of course, how could I be so foolish. this debris was not just falling from the sky nor did it come from aliens, it was the result of trash dumping from those living up above. high in their sky scrappers not needing to worry about the likes of chickens and little rage bots. This journey front to end has transformed me and as I reemerge into the real world I find myself striving to be more like that little angry robot and his rage meter. also the robot reminded me of Machinarium and I think that's awesome