Please Leave Me Alone, I Need to Poop
You: once young and intelligent, beaming with passion and ambition, have been crushed, ground down, melted and pressure-injected into a cog-shaped mold in the industrial dehumanization machine we call first world finance capital. <br><br>Your pleasures are now few: <br>- On most days, you are granted a quarter of an hour to consume any fast casual cuisine available within a two block radius of your office. This usually means a choice of either abstracted and essentialized "Mexican" or "Japanese" food or some manner of sandwich garnished with sprouts for seemingly no reason. <br>- You may eject, from your otherwise neglected body, the solid ("Poopee") or liquid ("Peepee") byproducts of the foregoing, deal flow permitting.<br>- You may shut your eyes and render yourself unconscious for anywhere from 3 to 5 hours each night, deal flow permitting. <br><br>Now picture, if you will, this horrifying scenario:<br><br>You have just consumed your ration of abstracted and essentialized food and are suddenly overcome with the urge to <i>immediately</i> expel Poopee. Just as you begin inching from your desk, the corded phone practically bolted to it begins to <i>shriek</i>. It's your boss and he needs something from you and you have to take great notes.<br><br>Now, what do you do?:<br><br>A. Declare your need to eject Poopee, hang up on your boss, and risk the safety and security granted to you by your job?<br>B. Obediently listen and eject the Poopee directly into your pants?<br>C. Navigate a middle road: get enough information to do a <i>good enough</i> job while making it to the bathroom in time before you soil yourself?<br><br>Part visual novel, part WarioWare-inspired minigame collection, <i>Please Leave Me Alone, I Need to Poop</i> captures this modern struggle. What will you choose? Will you succeed?
- Developer: CoproTech Enterprise Solutions