I know that I just posted about a quirky short-form platformer, but this was such a blast I couldn't resist. Picture this, if you will: you're on a batch of heinous chemicals, hunched over, mashing away to a corrupted ROM. Everything's lucid, The platforms swell and cascade in ever-shifting waves. You try and fail to orient yourself. Years of spatial reasoning fall apart, you can't rely on planning your route bec -- holy fuck the stage's collapsing on me! All the while an incessant hum of TV static fills your head, leaving you to focus solely on your visual feedback. She's got a TV eye on me, she got a TV eye.
After a while you begin to see behind the method to the madness, so to speak, and the stages begin to make sense. You might recall that this reminds you of Cactus' Tuning -- you'd be right. The last level is exceptionally cruel and beguiles the game, because sometimes you just want to mellow out, ya know?
Despite the last stage's difficulty this shouldn't be missed. 'Tis trippy stuff.