A day or so later the wee-est of the demons, my little Empress-in-Training, decided to pick up the controller and give the game a try. She likes video games well enough, but frequently gets frustrated, so I was impressed and proud of her when she made it past the final boss of the first world with a little help from Beasty and continued on to the second. I was sitting at the computer at the time, not really paying attention to what was on the TV, when my interest was hooked by the soundtrack. Looking up, I very nearly squee'd with delight. The guardian of the second world is Victoria Von Bathysphere, and hers is a decadently Victorian land of cakes and trifles and jams and tea, spread heavily with a layer of Steampunk.
|Zip-lining past obstacles with a cupcake anchor over rivers of jam.|
|I would like my own private pastry-themed train.|
|I imagine these stacked cakes to be light and crumbly.|
|Oh no! A lake of molten jam! It's death by deliciousness!|