I honestly think this makes a pretty good fit.

Castlevania’s flashy, ornate aesthetic and over-the-top dramatics could transition nicely to the stage.

Like, imagine the WHAT IS A MAN monologue being belted out from centerstage under a spotlight and accompanied by organ music.

Right? Look at Moneybags over here with their 11-minute Shangri-la! Oooooo.

cries in poverty

“I am inventing electricity…and you look like an ASSHOLE.”

I instinctively read that in Homestar Runner’s voice.

For the people who are still alive!

Ah, yes. The Spike Spiegel wing.

Edit: Where are my manners? Let’s throw Vash the Stampede in there too. Not enough love for Trigun these days.

Onward, men! Full sails to the horizon! On my oath, we’ll make it to Ikeland by morning!

Oh, there will be Ikes as far as the eye can see, I tell you! Tall Ikes, short Ikes, God-fearing Ikes! Our coffers will overflow with the abundance of Ikes!

You who would doubt me, who would claim the impossibility of such a paradise, you cowards who hide from ambition and surround yourselves with the petty offerings of Steve Island or David Cove, why you would not know how to handle the Ikes of Ikeland!

But I am a man of greater mettle, and I will know this new land.

Raise the anchor. The Ikes await.

This may be the saddest a comment has ever made me.

The caption backfired and I’m now recalling heartbreaking Futurama memories.

…ah-tah?

Yeah, kinda hard to ignore those themes in a game whose antagonist is a deliberate gender-swap of Ayn Rand.

Have you seen what’s down there? It’s terrifying.

You don’t have to tell me. Deep down at the bottom of the ocean? The whole place is crawling with…capitalists.

Yeah, yeah. I know. Andrew Ryan gave us all the big, shiny speech, “sweat of your brow” and all that, but what’s he got down there now? Just a buncha junkies and opportunists running guns and peeling off all of that pretty art deco veneer.

Thanks but no thanks, Ryan.

Hakuna oblongata.

I really like that the dinosaur is labeled and defined in that diagram.