Hey, Internet. I’m Alisa — and I play games (and sometimes overshare)

So… this is it. First blog post. Yikes. Feels like the first day at a new school — no one knows you, everyone’s pretending they don’t see you, and you’re sitting in the back hoping not to make it weird. Well, guess what? I am weird. And I’m not here to fake anything.

I’m Alisa (at least here I am). I love video games. Not because it’s trendy or “nerdy chic” or whatever — but because games are my escape. And sometimes, they’re my therapy. I play a bit of everything: from rage-inducing shooters to cozy indie gems where you pet cats and grow tomatoes. Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I rage-quit, and sometimes I get stuck rereading one in-game line for 20 minutes because “something feels off.”

What you’ll find here:

  • Game reviews — honest ones. No “10/10, amazing,” unless it actually is. If something sucks, I’ll say it.

  • Rants about broken mechanics, useless NPCs, and tutorials that treat you like you’ve never held a controller in your life.

  • The occasional deep dive into a game’s story, themes, or the weird existential crisis it caused me at 2AM.

  • Maybe (just maybe) some behind-the-scenes from the world of game dev — if I ever stop overthinking it.

What you won’t find here:

  • Hype bait content

  • Paid reviews disguised as “just my opinion”

  • Clickbait guides like “how to get free skins in 3 minutes” — not my vibe

I’m writing for people who love games, but also question them. People who want to talk about them like real humans, not walking Metacritic scores.
So if you’re here, reading this — hey. Drop a comment. Tell me what you’re playing. What made you rage. What made you cry. What made you pause and just feel something.

This is just the beginning.
I’m only getting warmed up 😉

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