Bullet Hell
(Originally published 2020 Feb 3)
Your glasses spike the screenlight at your face like a kid burning ants. HUD branded on your cheekbones.
Game’s all you can see. Bullet patterns all you can think. Game backgrounded by more games, bullets by more bullets, noise just piled onto piles of noise, so you actually can’t see, think or hear at all.
Death without the paperwork – and just ¥100!
Continue. Continue. Continue. Continue. Until eventually you let the count run down.
Photographer and writer covering Tokyo arcade life – the videogames, the metropolis and the people