Not going to do the image, I'm too sleepy, but:

SHOVEL KNIGHT (Shovel Knight)
POPPY KONG (Donkey Kong Bananza)
HEADDY (Dynamite Headdy)
RAYMAN (Rayman series)
JESSE FADEN (Control)
JUAN AGUACATE (Guacamelee)
HORNET (Silksong)

And where does the newborn go from here? The net is vast and infinite.

That's a marvellous atitude to take!

Like, I wasn't just being dismissive of Blue Prince at the start of this year, I legitimately felt what I felt when I said it being something to be crowd-solved. But with time to reflect it found its way into my top ten games of 2025, despite the itches it caused and would no doubt cause again!

I experienced this myself this year and I've had to come to terms with it, especially now we're in an off-the-cuff world where opinions are encouraged immediately.

Irritations are immediate. Instinctual, really, like scratching an itch. But joy, worth, value, takes way longer for us to process.

Yes, it was a surprisingly long wheat.

I think there are like three Retronauts on the ground right now who might be in a place to help.

Yeah, I love it so much, the mask peeking through the logo!

"That's rather the unusual painting you've brought home, Sir. Young Master Grayson has never seemed quite so... lifelike... ...Oh dear."

"I'm heading to the Batcave, Alfred. Right now, this is a portrait. If I hurry, there's time to stop it from becoming a collage."

Oh, yo, what, you gonna SCAN me? You gonna run a big bar of light up an down me and quantify the resultant data into some kinda forever picture?! Hur hur hur...

Mind you, I think it's a lot easier to admit that after we've made the jump to Bluesky and discovered that yeah, moving to a new house ain't so bad.

It doesn't smell the same, and the tap water's weird, but we're finding things we like better too. There's a cool tree to climb and way fewer gazebos!

Also if you can trace a single path through every window without doubling back and without touching any of the lit squares you get a free orange juice tomorrow morning.

The genius design is you stare out at that space so often and then the final boss battle happens there.

In the 90s I got a hand-me-down PC and a hand-me-down printer in my bedroom so I made myself a cheat binder, retyping them out of all of the magazines I had.

Then I printed them out in alphabetical order to take to school and dole out to My Fellow Kids.

Honestly baffled how I'm not Prime Minister.

Yes but I also jammed a disruptive musteloid into the machine that makes Instagram, and now I wish we'd coordinated so one of them hasn't got to be returned for credit.

There's a badger stuck in the machine that makes Facebook.