Are you playing Cookie Clicker?
Cookie Clicker should actually be called Cookie Heroin. I’ve been playing for days, and I can’t get enough. But to tell you why, well, that’s another story all together.
Cookie Clicker is a browser game, and you can go start playing here. Go on, click through, I dare you.
I found out about it because of twitter. I believe it was Notch who claimed it was his most fulfilling gaming experience in the last month, and I had to see more. I have to say, I play it constantly. In fact, I’m playing it right now.
It all starts with that first click. You baked a cookie. Aw, that’s cute. You even get an achievement. Click click click. Now you can buy a cursor that will click for you every ten seconds. Oh, or a grandma that will bake cookies for you. That said, I couldn’t stop clicking at this point. Bake bake bake.
So what happens? Well, small comments pop up. Your cookies become popular and your corporation grows. Soon, you don’t need to click at all to be successful – you have grandmas and cursors and cookie farms for that. This is when the idle greed kicks in. Wander off to other websites with Cookie Clicker in the background – upon your return you can get new upgrades. Maybe be benevolent and give that cookie a few clicks. Okay, just one more.
Eventually, the comments get a bit more disconcerting. Your cookie mines are causing earthquakes, and your cookie factories are forcing the elderly into slave labour. But, how can you stop? Even when my cookies became sentient, I had to keep clicking. I’m still clicking. Right now. I can’t stop. I think the cookies are taking over.
Truly, Cookie Clicker is an addictive game that actually plays on your emotions and greed, while still being perfect for idle game play. I dare you to give it a try and not get hooked. And then come tell me what your CPS is – As I write this my CPS (Cookies per second, for those of you who aren’t playing) is 242,404,271.1; that’s right, millions of cookies per second. Also, my universe is full of cookies and I’m getting worried about restless grandmas. How about you?