Amazon, Ebay and Britain all just banned the Japanese rape simulator Rapelay. Politicians and other preening crusading blowhards publicly decried it, thereby popularizing it. After .07 seconds of investigation, I found the game and had it running in an hour. The torrents are hugely popular due to the publicity. Whoops! Good job promoting rape, there, critics! You’re like the PR geniuses who send legal threats to poor, pissed off, professedly pathologically spiteful writers.
Rape ain’t my thing, but a game where you can force pregnant women to have abortions? I’d have to check out something this fucked up.
This game is big in Japan. Probably something to do with that unique Japanese culture of sexual moderation and rigid, moral social behavior, submission to authority. Sexually-repressed cultures have the sleaziest, most taboo-violating pornographic fantasies. Open a Victorian porn novel to any random page and you’ll find some of the sickest shit ever. Example: a man and his brother orgy with their pregnant aunt and mother, all narrated in that quaint Dickens tone. Fruits of long bookstore-employment.
Anyway, I installed Rapelay with an open mind, having never played a Hentai game. I had read all about them, however, in the great, if gaijin-judgmental reviews over at Somethingawful.com. Rapelay isn’t the worst of the bunch, check out Water Closet.
Rapelay is horribly designed, but rape fans will ride the learning curve. Must’ve been programmed by nerdy Japanese IT guys, the kind with math and science intelligence, but user interface retardation. Common problem in the industry. See the game-script atrocities guys good at shader rendering have been inflicting on the world for twenty years. The Rapelay team could have streamlined the controls into one big “rape” button, more or less, but everything is as non-intuitive, difficult and boring as possible. You’ll be trapped rapeless at several points, just bewildered by the controls.
So there’s a mother and her two daughters. You have to stalk, molest and rape them one by one. There’s no pretense of goodness in your rape avatar. He boasts he can rape who he likes since he has a powerful father. He’s not even a lecherous weirdo, he dresses like a dude from a frat bar. He’s the enemy of sweaty nerds everywhere.
You start on a train platform, where you can rotate the camera around the future rape-ee. The girls are pretty, and the graphics are well-done. Then you get onto the train car. Once inside, you will discover just how boring a game about rape can be, as the endless groping and molesting begins, and the arousal meter climbs infinitesimally. It’d be nice if you could molest her into consensual intercourse—the fantasy of every guy who masturbates in the back of the bus—but that’s the gaijin in me.
One thing you have to give to the game designers, there’s something about the rhythmic, repetitive mouse movements that uniquely reminds you of heavy petting. It could count as a pornographic advancement, but I’m sure another Hentai game pioneered it. In Rapelay, it’s like heavy petting with a girl who’s “never had an orgasm,” an endless attempt at stimulation that’ll remind you of high school, in her Dad’s car.
After molesting the girl on the train for fifteen minutes, bored as hell by the looped audio, I realized my laptop mouse-equivalent wasn’t sensitive enough, and plugged in a real mouse. This did the trick, and five minutes later, I was into the rape, classily-enough in a public restroom stall. Once again, there’s an arousal meter. You can rotate the camera, take off articles of her clothing, and choose between anal and vaginal insertion. Pretty sick.
The victims in Rapelay mewl so irritatingly that I couldn’t wait to get to the even more insulting part where “she starts to enjoy it,” if only because it would end the squeals. But it’s just an endless, hideous sobbing from the poor girls, with looped audio clips that must translate to “please no.” That’s the point–the guys who like this game get off on the nonstop squealing and protestations. What the fuck is wrong with you Japanese rape-fantasy guys, you can’t even have these girls begin to enjoy the rape? That’s sickness to the second power.
But eventually, if you have Japanese patience, you do get to the part where the rape victims start to enjoy it. I’m given to understand after you rape each member of the family, there’s an RPG system where you can turn each of them into a sex slave, get ‘em pregnant, abort the pregnancies and so forth, force lesbian sex and so on. Insanely detailed stats are kept, like how many times you came inside them, etc. Pretty cool simulation, if you ask me. Keeping precise records of your conquests; that’s what serial rapist maniacs are all about.
Anyway, I couldn’t take it. I cut out early, about halfway into the third groping scene. It was just too damn boring. And to master it would require Fallout-level dedication. But if this sounds like your thing, you’ll know.
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