Fall Guys?

No - but that was a good guess.

It Takes Two?

Bugsnax?

Noperroni. Maybe this’ll help.

Genre guess: one of those henati novella?

Looks (a little bit) like Toadette, so I’ll go Mario Kart…

I don’t know what henati is. Maybe it’s a typo of hentai, but I don’t know what that is either.

When an alien octopus and a catgirl love each other very much… they make pasta.

pasta

As for the game… Chuchel?

Is this the final screenshot?

Not one of …those… games :o

Uh… Slime Rancher?

I never knew there was Flying Spaghetti Monster, uh, ā€œfan-fictionā€, but I should know better. Rule 34 never fails.

And with that, ā€œtouched by his noodly appendageā€ takes a whooole new meaning. Well done, brain!

High on Life?

(as in, the game. Not rhamorim.) (I don’t wanna know)

Considering I’m someone who doesn’t even drink alcohol, the only way for me to be high is on life indeed! Not that I am. No, existential angst keeps me very close to the ground. As in, the bottom of the abyss. Of existence. Right there where the Absurd dwells.

Anyway, cheers!

My first (and only) real high I ever had was in Amsterdam. fox.mrs insisted we go to the red light district to look at the pretty girls (I was, of course, powerless to refuse) and we did a whole buncha shrooms on the way and ended up totally off our tits. I don’t remember that much afterwards. I think the canal was involved at some point - or at least I hope it was - I ended up drenched and it wasn’t even raining.

79a

I donut think so.