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ABOUT
Green Phoenix is a story-driven space-shooter videogame in which you’ll have to drive the eponymous spaceship and accomplish its pilot’s (Dana) last desire: taking revenge for a life of slavery. Green Phoenix takes place along three different and carefully crafted locations: a floating city, a low-lighted cave and an enemy base. This is your last flight: be careful.
FEATURES
Drive the flappy-flappy outlaw spaceship Green Phoenix through three stunning and futuristic stages
Dodge and destroy multiple and hard obstacles to make your way through
Achieve the vengeance Dana needed and let her rest in peace
Play the videogame 7 times and you’ll still not understand the meaning of life, but you could be nearer
Green Phoenix’s logbook
CONTROLS
Fragment from the first voice recording from Dana (02-09-5784):
“Uhm, so… we’re here. Small spaceship for overemployed and underpaid worker, what a nice sense of humour. At least, the seat is comfortable.
Okay, let’s do it as soon as possible. I need some sleep. God.
Some levers, buttons and keys, as always. I could make it work like in a videogame of those ancient computers. W to go up, S to go down, A to go left and D to go right, or the arrows. Hah, it’d be funny, but nonsensical”.
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Fragment from the 65 517th voice recording from Dana (07-15-5791):
“Oh, those lasers. Sublime! If I press this button, you shoot. I’m thinking of those old computers: I move the mouse to aim, I do left click, they go boom. Greenie-Greenie, I can’t start to realize how far we’ve come”.
CREDITS
Fragment from the 7th voice recording from Dana (02-10-5784):
“Heliture, don’t get angry, but I’m going to take a look at who built and programmed you by myself, ‘cause my memory works better this way. Could you please just display it on the lenses…?”.
— Juan Antonio Cabrera López (Arstation: Juan Antonio Cabrera / Twitter: @CgiJuanAntonio / Instagram: @juanantoniocgi)
He said “walk” and we walked, he said “run” and we ran, he said “jump” and we jumped, he said “fly” and we fell off the precipice. But in a cool pose, y’know, ‘cause we were all stylish people. Oh, he also made gorgeous things and some stuff that goes baung, baung, boom, boom and side to side and up to down and down to up. Some of them move forward, some of them move to you, some of them rotate as if there was no tomorrow in a very intense dance party.
>> (To sum up: Game director, Art director, Level designer)
— Daniel Parrado Ortega (Twitter: @DaniPOCode/ Linkedin: Daniel Parrado Ortega/ Github: Ézhor Malkávar )
An evil man who secretly hates gaming. Don’t believe him when he tells you which his favourite videogames are: he’s naming her slaves’ loved ones or making random titles up. You may think he loves The Sims; WRONG: he only loves to see his sims die.
He made things like rotating things & moving things, made Green Phoenix’s bullet-things-shooter shoot things and destroy the rotating and moving things and sometimes give you things in exchange, and he thinged a serious number of other things that is so large that we should better leave the thing here.
>>(To sum up: Tools programmer, Gameplay programmer, AI programmer, Git master)
— Lewis MacDonald (Twitter: @LewisAudio)
If you hear “baung” (yes, you read that well before. Of course future bangs sound like baung, what did you think?), yep, it’s him, for sure.
You could try and think that you’re living a normal life, but you aren’t. If you just look behind you while you’re eating that toast with marmalade that you only know how to excellently craft, you’ll see him there, medium-hidden, putting the sound to the morningwind, to the fridge, to the knife, to your nibbles, to your flicker.
>>(To sum up: Sound designer, Script reviewer)
— Javier Guisado Donoso (Twitter: @irquinauta / Instagram: @haljyem)
He wrote these texts and what you’ll listen and/or read in this videogame. He could write how you should feel after playing Green Phoenix or reading these texts. Maybe your whole existence is something he has been writing, is at the moment writing and will still be writing until the moment of your death. Maybe he has already written the exact moment of your death by the time you’re reading this. Don’t mess with him: you don’t want him to rewrite you.
>>(To sum up: Screenwriter)
— Vikki MacDonald
Do you want to know how Green “The Destroyer” Phoenix became so strong? Listen: it one day earned a voice. That’s all. The power was there. We humans were so incredibly powerful from the start, yet we ignored it for centuries. Listen to that baby’s cry. What a cry. What an unavoidable way to draw your attention. What a subtle though still very effective way to control you, to make you do what they want, or to make you suffer.
Hey, and listen one more time, now that you know this: do you want to be successful? Hah! You can’t; the only person who is allowed to achieve that is Vikki, Green Phoenix’s voice.
>>(To sum up: Green Phoenix’s voice, Script reviewer)
— Luis Prieto-Carreño Casado (Twitter: @luisprii / Instagram: @luisprii)
September 2, 1973. 4:37 PM. Every TV, every radio channel all over the world repeat the same news: “Fellas, happiness is now status: dead”. Everyone gets invitations for the funeral. We —who’s “we”, you ask? Please, focus yourself: we’re talking about some serious stuff— arrive there and, amongst the crowd, we happen to see him, the double-backed 2-Backman. And, for the first time, we have hope. 2-Backman, the Man to Bring the Happiness Back, would never let the happiness die.
Also, he revealed to us that he was Luis Prieto-Carreño and the edited videos and so, but who cares.
(To sum up: Video editor)
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Last voice recording from Dana (09-14-5793):
“Maybe I’m dying, ‘cause I feel like a pain in my knee, but I think it’s my heart’s fault. Don’t say anything. I shouldn’t go now, I…
My arm isn’t responding to my brain.
Greenie, please, activate the autopilot.
See this, I’m not that old, I’m not the kind of person that would suddenly have a heart attack. But I suppose I’ve wasted enough energy for twice my age.
Harsh, my neck. Incapable of moving. This is, this… Now I’m only able to look forward. My left arm, like a useless organ. Now my left knee aches. False.
Look at me, look at this doll of a demolished person. Hold my head, just in case. Greenie, we’re not ready yet, you still need a better shield and stronger weapons, and you need to be repaired. And to be faster.
Now I can move a hand. What is this? A choreographic paralysis? A joke from my body? I deserved it? I’m closing my hand around your controls. Now my… No, it’s moving yet. And my heart, ah!, it’s stabbed me from the inside.
Ah! We make it to the Floating City, we jump ‘til we make it to the Bluesong Mine, we make it to the factory. That’s what we, ah!, what we have to do, when you get harder. I’ll stay with you.
Now my right leg. Now my right leg, though I’m not… Look at that huge supernova. I’ve seen too many. Once I was a child and I was naive. Ah!, and I thought that the space was tiny and that after you walked, let’s say, two steps, you trespassed an invisible border and came back to, ah!, where you were, ah!, two steps before.
Now my left leg. I can only breathe, talk, blink, see, move a hand, smell. I smell something. As if you were a brand new spaceship. We humans have that fetish.
Talk to me when I’m gone, Greenie, complete the mission. Thanks for everything. I’m no doubt dying. I’ll remain silent, look at that supernova. Go to it, get closer. Be quiet. Go straight ‘til you don’t feel I’m alive anymore. Thanks for everything”.
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