Games Open late
Machines on the floor, a lamp on in the kids' corner, more under the sheets in the back.
Insert coin
New on the floor, November 2026: Commander Corn is out of the workshop.
Ghelmyon is in closed alpha. Ask for an invite and you will hear back by email.
The gentle machines. Nothing scary, nothing to buy, nothing that follows you around.
A text RPG set in a world that runs whether you are watching or not. Five cities and over 1,700 people with homes, work, schedules and long memories. Every swing, lie and lockpick is a roll the rules decide; a narrator gives it a voice.
One night the Moon lost its sparkle, and it fell all over the meadow as moon dust. Corn the unicorn follows it through ten places, each a little higher than the last, until Corn stands on the edge of the Moon itself. The beasts on the way are not bad, only a bit boisterous: a boop on the head and they curl up for a nap.
A post-nuclear gladiator sport. Drivers strapped into momentum-driven machines, cars to half-tanks, inside enclosed arenas: short rounds, lethal stakes, no loadouts. When a machine goes down, the chassis bursts into dithered shrapnel.
Machines still under the sheet. No names yet.
Something small, for the smallest players.
A new way to see an old world.
Up, and then further up.
Dig. Defend. Don't dig too deep.
Some lights are better left unlit.
Ghelmyon is open to a small group while it is being built. Leave an address and an invite will find you when a seat frees up.
The list opens in a few days. Come back then.
I'm Maxwell Cranston. I'm a gamer, and this is where I test how far my creativity goes. Part of that is making games that are safe for children: no violence, no ads, and nothing that collects your data.
Everything here is free, with no ads. If you like it, there is a tip jar.
