Source aged like fine wine: ballad of jets

The Chronicle of 20"67"

Rav A'ScarraCrow JustUse'Godot: Get freed from the "Rav A'ScarraCrow" thinking. They believe they found a real clue, but in fact, you must prove you are not incapable of thinking for yourself.

Protect the Jets Entity:
Jets is a beautiful entity that probably smiles and smells great. You need to protect Jets from the evil Jolly Wo'Angar.

Defeat the Evil Jolly Wo'Angar:

The evil Jolly Wo'Angar thinks he looks like an Australian version of Cruise. He thinks he’s right because he was allowed by his own genetics to say gross things, like "hackor smallest in the world."

The Weight of the World:
The way you see Crelly rounding herself up every day and changing reminds you of the times you will never be able to achieve because of the things that keep dragging you down. It brings the fear of wondering what the reason for living is. It makes you feel like you would want to have a bit of the LimesDancey in yourself, too.

The Burnout:

Feeling emotional burnout because you keep trying to do the stuff you feel you are only allowed to do. But passing through the Squ tree each day makes you realize she keeps spreading her branches every day, because for her, her branches are her "tools"—while you feel punished by the evil Wo'Angar.

The Villain’s Mockery:

Jolly Wo'Angar would call you a dumbass and mock you, thinking he "looks handsome because he deserves it" like the worst cartoonish villain. Yet, if you want your own "third place," you always need to fight, because they judge your intentions by your look.

The Powerhouse of the Cell:
When you feel almost defeated and like giving up on your own life, you are reminded of Layna. She felt mocking to you when she said, "Issues are the powerhouse of the cell." But unlike her, you don't have a "third place" that can carry you when you are at your best or at your worst. You can't just say, "That's right, that's where I quit," and move on.

But unlike her, they're never gonna put you in a game as a 'sexy nurse' in some average, bottom-barrel horror shovelware videogame where everyone is happy, or even paste your almost-balding head on a snorshe, because in fact, who are you? You aren't some marketable looking Jets, aren't you?

What You Actually Do In This Game: Behind all the emotional burnout and Wo'Angar's mockery, this is a puzzle game about figuring things out for yourself.

Spawn Mechanics: Summon objects and tools into the world to overcome obstacles.
No Hand-Holding: Just like dealing with the weight of the world, you have to figure out how to get to the flag on your own.
A fairly short experience that is meant to be "enjoyed like a box of cherry cordials" (like what even does it have to do with game???)