ABOUT DOUGH RISING VR

Dough Rising VR, born from a random conversation on July 17, 2021, is a forthcoming VR game that starts out with you hanging out in a pleasant kitchen in a house somewhere where you're just baking bread for fun. The sun is shining through the windows, there's birds chirping, there's relaxing music playing from an old-fashioned radio. All is good. You have a set amount of ingredients to start out with, enough to make a few loaves and to learn how to play the game. It's enjoyable, relaxing, and hella millennial. After a few rounds of bread baking, maybe an hour or two worth of gameplay, you're super relaxed and chill and it seems like a decent enough reason to play for a half hour here and there. Then you run out of baking supplies.

There's a popup like "time to go get more flour" or whatever and you're directed towards the front door of the house. You have to put on a jacket and grab your keys and stuff, but as you head towards the front door, you see a sign on the wall next to it saying "you're gonna need this" with an arrow pointing down to what you suddenly realize is a shotgun.

You're confused, and alarmed, but you pick the gun up and are now able to venture outside. As soon as you step out, day suddenly turns to night, and you see nothing but a devastated suburbia in front of you. You realize it's a postapocalyptic hellscape, and your mission is to now get some flour and return, a task now so much more than you thought previously. You must trek around wrecked cars, half-burned buildings, and bodies towards a dimly lit grocery store in the distance. But, then you realize, those bodies are starting to move.... it’s not just an apocalypse, it's a zombie apocalypse. So you work through the horde, shooting and slashing your way until you make it to the store. When you get there, you grab what you can, fill your bags, and get out as quickly as possible. You fight your way back to the house, constant struggle, constant zombie frenzy, and you finally make it. You burst through the door, brain on fire, confusion mounting, stressed beyond belief, sweating from barely making it out alive.

You step over the threshold... and suddenly.... calm music playing through an antique radio, sunlight shining through the windows, a welcoming home and kitchen, and you now have enough supplies to bake 4-5 more loaves of bread.

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