RIBBON, you say? Yes. Far be it from me to challenge the skillful meshes of fetishes that I didn't even know existed. Note that these pictures I took were actually my in game play, which explains why I gave all the women breasts the size of their bodies. We Americans like breasts with more mass than humanly possible.
The locations are just as diverse, allowing you to basically run around anywhere you want. Again, this is not a RPG or anything with any substantiation in real life, so just accept the fact that they're places to screw. No, there's not much new in different areas, it's just again,
fulfilling different fetishes, and that scares the bejeezus out of me, and I plan to spend a few hours under hot soapy water cleaning this travesty off my hands after this.
Now for the core engine. Screwing. Personally, I didn't even bother. I know to officially complete the game you have to screw these girls. But, do I honestly want to look back 20 years from now and remember my teen hood as screwing polygonal girls? I think not. Plus, I'm lazy, I just used a hack to get all the costumes. If it took as much button clicking as it makes it out to be to open up these huge lists of fetish clothings and areas, I'm glad I didn't waste my time on it. Oh, though I did take specific joy in tricking the game into making the girl pose in a jail cell with a damn skeleton in the way.
So, why does this game get into Good Lord? HAVE YOU BEEN READING THE REVIEW? This game would probably fall as #1 on a big list of games that make Japan look really, really bad. Frankly, we good red, white, and blue blooded Americans should call up Jack ?Sue Everybody? Thompson and tell him his real issue isn't a little bloodshed in the United States, it's
screwing a girl with DD50+ breasts in wrapping paper in a dungeon with a skeleton in Japan.