This is the story of two losers with nothing to lose but their conscience—and even that's long gone.
The wooden Pinochet and his sidekick, the wolf Gloomy, live in a world where everyone they meet is a stranger, every old woman is armed, and any harmless request can end in an epilogue with your name on a tombstone. And so, when life has finally pushed them to the wall, the heroes hatch a brilliant plan: rob a post office. The plan is as simple as a felt boot, and the executors are even simpler.
You'll have to lead this duo through entryways, garages, underground clubs, and the apartments of people no one in their right mind would ever visit. You'll have to rip off their socks, knock out guns, search for bullets, and earn the job with your fists—all in the company of psychos, drug dealers, and veteran crocodiles. Chat, solve riddles, choose your blows in a fight, trust the wrong people, and make decisions you'll regret until the credits roll.
This isn't a game about kindness. It's a game about surviving among idiots while being an idiot yourself.
GAME FEATURES
Crazy characters. Every person you meet is a different diagnosis with a story you'd rather not hear, but you will.
Dialogues worth playing for. Lively swearing, absurd monologues, tales of the circus, Vietnam, and varnished bathtubs.
Choices decide everything. The wrong answer means instant death and a mocking epilogue. The right one means more problems.
Short-form episodes and challenges. Riddles, fights, bargaining with dealers—every episode breaks the fourth wall and common sense.
Old-school point-and-click. Dirty entryways, smoke-filled kitchens, rusty garages—an atmosphere you can smell through your monitor.
18+. Hardcore 18+. Dark humor, profanity, absurd violence, and a complete lack of political correctness. If you're looking for a feel-good fairy tale, you've come to the wrong door.
WARNING
The game contains profanity, dark humor, scenes of absurd violence, and references to alcohol. All characters are fictitious. Any similarities are purely coincidental. All claims are directed at Pinochet.