8.3 hours played
Written 11 days ago
If I could encapsulate Atomicrops in a single phrase, it would be **controlled chaos**.
The Early levels let you build up slowly and get the feeling of the game down. As the days speed by, you quickly figure out that this **ain’t no** regular farming game. The combat in atom isn't entirely brutal; it's fair and within reason, but it's all about consistency and stamina.
You're trying to survive through the seasons, trying with every fiber of your being not to get shot. The issue isn't the bullet speed, it's the number of projectiles coming at you from every single angle. You're dodging and dancing, trying to groove your way through a night like a disco club in the 70s. You take it day by day, but the disgusting critters keep coming back stronger and harder.
As Your farm expands, Defending it becomes more challenging. A wave turns into a horde. A boss becomes an apocalypse. Try farming in a apocalypse. **IT'S HARD**.
Having to make the Choice between exploring or tending to your crops is such a hard decision in the early game when you aren't confident yet.
Dangerous monstrosities lurk along on the edges of your farm, waiting for you to come by and give them the fight they’re looking for. The only question is, are you ready to dodge, shoot, dance and boogie.
It's overwhelming, you’re playing catch-up with your sanity, your hands keeping up with your eyes as the bullet hell becomes more and more of a mechanic.
trying to find your place among the mutants in the light is challenging. It takes courage and quick feet and an ever fluttering reaction time.
You're always thinking, "Will I make it back in time."
Slowly you learn, yes, you will make it back, yes, everything will be alright, yes, you have a game plan and you finally feel competent enough to fight back.
Your eyes are constantly darting to every pixel on the screen, trying to see through the chaotic mess, looking for that single heat-seeking missile that'll ruin your entire run. It's exhilarating, fast, and doesn't let up until the sun dawns and that sweet symphony kicks in. You're going back to your home with just a tiny bit of peace before heading back into the fray for another harvest. It's addictive, it's flashy, and somehow it hits every single dopamine trigger in my brain. It's entirely feel-good, how it manages to feel good with it being so frantic and uncontrollable, I couldn't tell you.
Now You're coked out of your mind, dancing the night away and now you have to pay attention to your field, which means removing weeds, watering crops, planting, and harvesting. All while a giant fucking alien is trying to steal every single cow you have, while the caterpillars are chomping on your crops, and on top of that, you're dodging moles and bullets left and right. It's fun, it's stimulating, and like the comedown from your coke high, it's way too much to handle.
If you have severe ADHD like me, this is a game for you. There's always something else that needs to be done. If you don't have anything to do, it's already too late. Prepare ahead and hope you make it through another night because when the season ends and the people are cheering, confetti flying, and music that makes it a proper celebration, it's pure bliss. It's an honest reward for a hard season's work. By the sweat of your brow, you will go right back into that hellscape and stake a claim. It'll continue to grow, and if it doesn't, you're either drying up or dead on the floor.