Waves of enemies. One brain. Build towers, hold the line, and desperately question your life choices as wave 12 rolls in.

Flashing lights. High stakes. A breathalyzer that hates you. Navigate the checkpoint without waking the neighbors.

Is it a game? Is it a tool? The answer is: yes. Try to calculate your way out of this one, hot shot.

Something wicked this way comes. Our game goblins are hammering away in the dungeon. Standby for transmission.