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Woo. Daily Third Place! Thanks for voting, everyone!
Also, I've added a button at the end to take users back to the choice, instead of all the way back to the beginning, as some have suggested. Great idea... Thanks!
Ever get the feeling the bright cheeriness of the holidays is just a facade?
Yeah. Me too. Help bring it down a peg and make your holidays feel a truer hint of brightness by comparison. Yes.
2 days of development in Flash 2004 MX
Music and SFX from Freeplaymusic.com and flashkit.com
Story, animation and art copyright 2007 by Daniel Fu.
I'm sitting on the fence.
Yes it was good.
However, it somehow conflicts with my inner self.
It eludes a sense of sadism, and at the same time, sadness and punishment.
When I was given a choice of choosing between the kid and the farmer, I had felt... Wrong. I had wanted to click the big 'X' that was so obviously in my sights.
It made me think, a lot.
When I found out the results of my choice, I felt relieved. However, not sufficiently enough. The farmer, was a father, and the kid was well, a kid.
I gave 5 not because it wasn't good. It was. It really was.
I just feel that I will be lying if I said this did not disturb me one bit.
So, forgive me. ._.
love the smell of burning maulesters in the morning
my kind of holiday
this was dark, and eerie, with great music, and a wonderful ending of both sides. fortunetly, the 1st one i clicked was the child, lol.
there should be more gothic tales like this one
creepy but funny
though i'm not a big fan of goth, i really liked this flash. thanks for adding the choose again button. that was a nice touch. keep up the good work.
about depressed shapes. ▢△◯.
A thing for Titmouse's 5 second day.
Racist Congressman's Son Prank Call Animation
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