What difficulty level are you at? CAPTCHA Doom? I want to know because I need to know how bad I feel about myself. I tried to pass your FPS test six times, killing three monsters to prove I was human. I failed six times. For thousands of years, people have asked what it means to be human. It turns out that it wasn’t a philosophical question at all. I must admit that it was a skill problem from the beginning.
Nevertheless, it’s a fun concept, although it doesn’t really have the same effect when taken out of the context of an actual website. If I came across this after trying to log in to pay taxes, for example, it would be really different from a regular fare that asks you to name all the buses you’d most like to lick or whatever. Unfortunately, you’re unlikely to see this in the wild, as it’s really just an extended advertisement for a front-end product as a service Vercel (thanks for the place, TechCrunch). Although this is also something that has happened before in a different form which actually seemed much more playable to me.
As usual every time Doom On A Thing comes up, I now have to list all the previous Doom On A Thing RPS cases that have been mentioned in the past. Partly to keep the tradition alive, but mostly to encourage vitriolic comments about what really counts as “running” Doom. Ahem:
Balatro, Fortnite, electric toothbrush, lawn mower, teletext, broken tractor, Nintendo game and watch, pregnancy test, intestinal bacteria and rat neurons in a jar. The first person to write a narratively coherent story using all of these items will receive a tasty cookie. Cookie can’t run Doom. Already.
