I like to imagine that there’s a person out there who reads the title of this post, screams “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” and then dives from the sky like a peregrine falcon to try and hit me with a flying cross chop at 200 miles per hour. The keyword here is try, for obvious reasons. I like my bones in working order, you see.
Now then. Early on in my blogging career (sure, let’s call it that), I tended to use the phrase “improbably buxom” to describe -- well, you can probably guess. I still use it, because I think it’s worth a chuckle. But back then I used it a bit more because I went on about stuff like Dead or Alive. It reached a point where I joked about spearheading a campaign to create Improbably Buxom: The Game, in which you play as a character out to make the women of the world -- you guessed it -- improbably buxom. Then I found out that that game had already been made, more or less; the details aren’t intimate to me, but I’m willing to bet that it’s hentai. Does that count in the grand scheme of things? That’s a question worthy of debate.
But imagine my surprise when a slew of recent Japanese games do their best to ape my glorious concept. All with a straight face. And it just leaves me wondering: are the games from the land of the rising sun becoming too lewd for their own good?