Meticulai Games

Two winds, one autumn forest. Tear through the crowns and shake the valley bare; every leaf you take swirls along behind you. Gust through the other wind to steal its leaves.

Fighter-pilot dogfights on dragonback. Spit fireballs, lock on with seekers, barrel roll out of trouble over a mountain island.

50 marbles race down a wooden-block course in a giant bedroom. Ten are cut at every checkpoint; survivors draft upgrade cards.

Eighteen holes of toy-block minigolf across two rooms. Flick a glass marble through the windmill, round the loop and off the mega jump.

Tavern dice by candlelight. Sit across the table from a gambler who shakes, throws and gloats.

Command armies with your bare hands. Pinch, drag and smite with webcam hand tracking.

PS1-style horror played with your eyes. You can only move while they're closed.

Nothing moves until you do. A puzzle shooter where time only runs when you move.

The same rooms, shot for real. Soft shadows, reflections and red glass. Time still only moves when you move.

A colossal eye asks the questions. Answer with a bullet. A trivia shooter in a hand-inked desert.

Eleven short games played with your hands. Choose one in the lobby.