Story of Seasons: Pioneers of Olive Town – Zero Punctuation

Nice job guys, you completed a one page assignment without resorting to twenty-four point text and triple spacing. The question is if it lives up to the current standard for light farming sims, which to my mind is Stardew Valley. Which I hear just got another free content update, because the developer’s doing it out of love and is apparently allergic to money or something. And if there’s one thing that condemns Story of Seasons before it’s even wobbled out of the fuck shed on bloodstained newborn legs, it’s that it hasn’t done a whole lot of updating over the years. At least Wonky World was trying something new. It went for the kickflip and broke its nose on its own selfie stick but Story of Seasons isn’t even in the skate park, it’s at home assembling the same jigsaw puzzle as always – growing, harvesting, fishing, mining, chickens first then cows and all the animals look like overinflated balloons and think “foot and mouth disease” is just a euphemism for saying the wrong thing at a social gathering. It’s only really improved graphically over the years, and call me a pointlessly persistent proponent of pixel art but I feel that top down cartoon farming is a concept that just doesn’t benefit from full 3D.

I mean, I go around town for the first day’s waifu hunt and all I have to go on are a bunch of tottering dead-eyed Bratz doll mascots that cause nary a stir in my character’s humble flaxen underpants and they don’t even have attractive 2D portraits of the characters to throw on top of their dialogue boxes so you can get a feel for how they’d look once you’ve got a serious set of beer goggles on. In the end I zeroed in on the one lady who appraises relics you find in the mine, just because I was seeing her every day anyway when I dropped off that day’s sackload of earth-caked garbage. It’s hard to feel electrified with romance settling for the girl I would have no reason to interact with were I to just buy my own fucking pressure washer. On that note, if you want to hear about new features, Story of Seasons has pinched a few eggs from Animal Crossing’s Easter basket, in that you can donate fish and relics to the museum, so every time you find a new fish you react not with joy but with eye-rolling dismay at now having to let it stink up your inventory until you can get to the museum again. And then having to pick where to display the fucking thing like I had time to learn how to curate a fucking aquarium while I was learning how to milk a spherical cow.

There’s also some Animal Crossing-y online features where you can visit other people’s farms and marvel at how their turnip patch is a slightly different shape than yours. Who’s got time for that shit? I have to moisten all my crops then head out waifu hunting and moisten some other things. But who the fuck’s demanding innovation from their light farming sims? As I say the formula’s pretty much down so it’s like trying to liven up a perfectly good money shot by using spicy mustard instead of cum. Let me just say this now: if you’ve never played a light farming sim and don’t want to try Stardew Valley because Eric Barone murdered your family or something then you’ll get the full light farming experience with Pioneers of Bollock City. All I can do at this point is nitpick the little ways I don’t like it as much as others. So I’ve gone over the waifus – just the way they like it, am I right, fellas – I also don’t like the loading times. And they’re not helped by the loading screens all being what I think must be photos taken by other players, because they’re usually blurry and poorly cropped images of somebody’s armpit. I also have a specific bubble in my catheter tube about coal.

You need coal to power certain machines, but I tried to stick some coal I found in the mine into one and it slapped my hand away. “No! I only want REFINED coal!” So a little searching around later I discovered a crafting recipe that I’d picked up without realising that turned one piece of raw coal into one piece of refined coal.  If you needed more than one raw coal to make refined coal or if there were other things you could do with raw coal besides make refined coal then this would be a gameplay mechanic. As it stands, it’s just pissing about. Right, what else. I do like how you make lumber machines out of basic wood. Because it means when you get your wood Bachelor’s degree and graduate to advanced wood you still have a use for all the basic wood that’s still lying around. Trouble is, you don’t need to get far along the tech tree before the game starts demanding large quantities of lumber and when a lumber machine can only make one at a time and the lumber machines are practicing social distancing so you can’t cram them up next to each other you end up with rolling meadows of fucking lumber machines and that’s not the kind of scenery I hoped to spend my retirement gazing out at from the farmhouse window.

My gut tells me this game is simultaneously a bit too slow and a bit too fast. Does your gut wanna clarify that, Yahtz? Well, I don’t want to push him, we had Mexican last night. The days might be a touch too long because I kept running out of things to do, but at the same time, stuff seems to respawn a bit too fast. I guess we need the trees since we go through lumber like a termite colony under an IKEA warehouse but as my farm expands I feel like I’m spending half the morning holding the weeds back. Also, I feel like development happens too fast early on, and not because I’m working hard. I’d upgraded to both iron tools and silver tools before I was halfway through the first Spring, and I didn’t even have to pay for a chicken coop, there was one already there. Complete with one free wild chicken that was leaning against the wall ready to go tame for the first passing farmer to pat it on the head, and it’s only their blind luck that I didn’t happen to be setting up a teriyaki restaurant. See, you’re more emotionally attached to something you’ve had to wait for and put a bit of work into, I suppose. That’s why I’ve started putting on oven mitts to jerk off.