Pulse of Pain

I closed the door after accepting the package. Normally I would try to sneakily look at the delivery woman's ass as she walked away. (Yes I'm a pervert, but you haven't seen her ass...) But not today. I was way too excited, plus if I let myself get horny I would spend all evening watching porn and I had better things to do.

Opening my package for one. I quickly ripped off the packing material until I was left with a small unmarked box. Opening it up carefully now, I found some strange wires and a black DVD case. I ignored the wires for now and took out the DVD case. I had already set up an external disc drive, I had to get one specifically for this. Who still uses discs nowadays?

I put the disc in and a pop-up opened asking if I wanted to install the program.

As I waited for it to install I went back to the box. There were 2 wires. On one end they had a plug that seemed to connect to a separate device which itself had a USB cable attached. The other end had what looked like some kind of electrode that would stick to your skin. Without instructions, I didn't have a clue what any of it was really meant to do.

All I really knew was that this was supposed to be the best rhythm game ever made. But for some reason, it wasn't going mainstream at all. In fact, the developers had been very secretive about the whole project. All they said was that it was something completely unique. The game had been out in Japan for a while now, but all the reviews said was that it was amazing. It seemed like anything more descriptive was somehow quickly removed from the internet.

When it finally got released in the rest of the world, I managed to get one of the few copies available. You had to buy it straight from their website, and then wait for it to ship from Japan because they only sold physical copies. But now it was finally here.

The noise of the game starting up drew my attention back to my computer. A cheery voice rang out: "Welcome to Pulse of Pain!"