What would you think if I told you there was a video game called ‘Monkey Puncher’?
Would you think it was a simple game about twatting a monkey in the face over and over again? Perhaps it’s one of those free-to-play mobile games that you download, use once for a cheap laugh and then carry on with your life? Look at me now, neither of those options is correct.
‘Monkey Puncher’ is a game developed by Atelier Double and released for the Gameboy Color in the year 2000. I had never heard of this until a few days ago where it briefly appeared and then disappeared on the CEX website, no doubt snapped up by some lightning-fast robot desperate for his next gaming fix. The goal of the game is to train a monkey to fight in organised boxing matches in order to save the main character’s father and sibling. Then it gets stranger.
It sounds like a monster-collecting game but sprinkled with other elements. You train the monkey so he gets better at fighting then you *reads* send it out to the shops? It goes out and buys items for you. Huh. Then what happens?
“Sparring involves a normal match between the player’s monkey and a computer-controlled opponent, although without a clear winner or any reward beyond stat increases. All the monkey’s stats have a maximum limit. It is possible to date your monkeys either with each other or with a monkey from a friend or a dating shop within the game. After dating, the first monkey vanishes and is replaced with a new baby monkey.”
When I first read that paragraph I thought it said that you could date your own monkey which seems like a gross conflict of interest and not something that should be in a kid’s game. That said, none of what I’ve read should probably be in a kid’s game. You force the monkey to beat up other monkeys, you let it loose in the general public, you can whore it out to other monkeys to make better baby monkeys and this is all to save your family? I doubt Big Dave would approve of these methods to save his life.
There doesn’t appear to be a sequel, almost as if the world could not take and was not ready for an experience such as this. In a hundred years time when the alien overlords have taken over the world then possibly monkey punching will be a real thing. Given how prone the internet is to fads and everything extreme and extremist perhaps we may not have to wait so long before Twitch is chocked full of streams of trained monkeys beating up celebrities to raise money for charity. If I can make a prediction for the future within the next ten years, I would put money on that.
8 comments on “You are such a monkey puncher”
There is a lot to be confused about here, but I was pulled up a bit short by the sudden and very casual introduction of the “dating shop”. A shop implies payment. Does this game include a whole sex work economy?
If it does then the game is even more seedy than I initially thought. Shove me 65 clams my way and I’ll look into it for you. This is a serious journalistic investigation.
65 whole clams for this load of bobbins? I’m not sure about that. It would blow my useless crap budget for the whole year.
You only have a useless crap budget of £65.00? That’s not enough to cover half a year for me. You need to up your ante, sunshine.
My ante is up as far as it goes and if I raise it any further it’ll come off the ante pole that it slides up and down on and it’ll end up on the floor, and then what would I do for heavens sake? You haven’t thought this through at all.
Get a bigger ante pole, loser.
Oh yes, like it’s as easy as that. My ante is a family heirloom, and was originally given to my great great grandfather as a coming of age present. The ante pole is hand made from solid brass, polished to a high finish, and is irreplaceable. None of the standard size ante poles you get from Wilko’s would fit. Sometimes I think you just don’t realise how difficult my life is.
Buff to sheen?