Joseph savoured every moment of opening the case. The nostalgia nearly overwhelmed him, seeing that logo. It'd been too long since he played a game just for himself. Let's Plays were great, but they got old, and this was new. No need to make bad jokes about failed translations or whatever glitchy behaviour that he observed. Just alone with his thoughts while playing a game. He slipped the headset on, inserting the disc at the same moment. Credits flashed, announcing the big developer names that made the game, eventually giving way to a title screen that was literally an interactable world of its own. He almost made the motion that activated his recorder, but stopped himself, a 'Welcome to Theta Gaming' on the tip of his tongue. Not this time, he told himself. He swiped upwards, revealing a small GUI, instantly fitting itself to the game's art style. Speaking of which, he spoke: "VC. Mod implement: Picasso." The world developed a different feel, suddenly looking like it came out of a painting, the GUI, still untouched, became a framed painting. Joseph tapped a series of icons on the menu, replacing the game's music with his own selections.

He signaled the game to continue on from the menu screen to the actual game. Smiling, he said, "Randomize everything. I don't want to think about something like that right now." Feeling his body change, he examined himself, flipping a knife out of his sleeve, around his fingers, and back up his sleeve. He liked this game's attention to detail. He let the games spawn him, the village painted into view around him. He looked around. Not too many players to the point where he'd need to speed through the area to somewhere with less players. He tested the running capabilities, the wind blew his hair back, and he found himself at the edge of the city. A small cry came from a few yards away. He threw a knife out, hitting for a critical. He followed up by running at the Pheasant that he hurt and slashing the remaining health in half with his dagger, and finishing the rest off. He could get used to these controls, or the lack of them, rather.