#unbeatable white label

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UNBEATABLE [white label] | D-Cell Games

[sargehev]

Waiting no more on you

[cassmouse]

Did I mention that a new trailer for Unbeatable came out a few days ago and I was so excited I quite literally screamed and did a dance around the house

Like I cannot put into words how much this in development game means to me I have been following it since 2021 I was one of the first backers littler me seeing that was fucking ECSTATIC and now it's kind of sort of nearly here oh my GOD?????? (well. 2025 but. you get my point- four years total of waiting ain't doing nothing to how much I bloody love this shit)

JDJDHSHSBSBD WORDS CANT EXPRESS HOW DELIGHTED AND EXCITED I AM???????

[chrisoftheeclipse]

ULTRABEATABLE [Red Label]

made this to help cheer up the wifey/qp but it felt post worthy. Mirage but Beat from unbeatable

edit: changed the tonetag WE'RE DATING NOW!!!

No filter under cut

[sethan-obsession]

you will not watch this video

[eldritch-transgirl]

fuck mannn the unbeatable ost is so fucking good

[transfire]

i got this motherbound clip from me playing unbeatable earlier as a bit to show how fucking insane this beatmap is but i ended up just surprising myself with how far i fucking survived

[classicjdog]

UNBEATABLE: RE-ANNOUNCEMENT TRAILER 1.0 - YouTube

ok so after having white label in my steam library for like 2 years i FINALLY got around to playing it recently, maybe a month ago? and i fucking LOVE IT, and now we got an update for the full game!! it's coming out next year fuck yes!!!!!!

[aoxizu]

actually act 5 is amazing and svt beats are great. dreams don't stop single-handedly changed my entire perception.

ok mostly i was just bad at the game and sad that i was bad so i didn't like act 2 very much, and when i started act 5 like a whole year after it came out and also not playing any rhythm doctor the entire time, i did not get the freeze beat mechanic at all.

and then a couple months later i decide to try it again and what do you know it clicks and then i play through the rest of the levels and then i get to 5-x and it is so good. the rest of the game was already 10/10 quality and then act 5 comes in and says watch this.

if you're reading this you should go play rhythm doctor. it's a great game.

also i went and downloaded unbeatable white label after replaying worn out tapes for the thousandth time and that is an equally good game which releases next year (!) so that is something to look forward to

[elby7]

Fanart I made for the game Unbeatable. It's a rad rhythm game with some cool accessability options, excellent style, and jamming soundtrack. Unbeatable [white label] is a free demo that's practically a full rhythm game that you can play now, would recommend.

[splashink-games]

Reviews Master List

All of my reviews are linked below under the cut!

Game Lists:

Games I Played in 2021

A Year of Gaming, 2022

A Year of Gaming, 2023

3 Lines on 7 Games

(Florence, Bright Memory, Framed Collection, When the Past was Around, Tametsi, Turnip Boy, AER)

(Another) 3 Games in 3 Lines

(while true: learn(), Pikuniku, Alicemare)

3 More Games in 3 Lines

(Sword of the Necromancer, Nowhere Prophet, Dicey Dungeons)

3 Additional Games in 3 Lines

(Luna's Fishing Garden, SHENZEN I/O, Mini Healer)

5 Games I Haven't Finished

(Pathfinder: Kingmaker, Disco Elysium, Spiritfarer, Rain World, Railroad Corporation)

3 Cute DU&I Puzzle Games

(Cats Organized Neatly, Dogs Organized Neatly, Feed All Monsters)

3 Unique Rhythm Games

(Soundfall, No Straight Roads, Rhythm Sprout)

5 Strategy Games I Think You Should Play

(Battletech, Wasteland 3, The Dungeon of Naheulbeuk: The Amulet of Chaos, Fae Tactics, Symphony of War: The Nephilim Saga)

Game Reviews:

A Little to the Left

As Far As The Eye

Bloodstained: Ritual of the Night

Bread & Fred

Carto

Cassette Beasts

Cat Cafe Manager

Death end re;Quest

Dorfromantik

Edge of Eternity

ENDER LILIES: Quietus of the Knights

Evan's Remains

Hexcells

Hollow Knight

Ikenfell

Islanders

Labyrinth of Refrain: Coven of Dusk

Last Call BBS

Littlewood

Love is Dead

Mary Skelter: Nightmares

Melatonin

Metal Unit

Neon White

Potionomics

SANABI

Tales of Zestiria

UNBEATABLE [white label]

Unsighted

A Note On...:

A Dance of Fire and Ice

A Short Hike

Ageless

Alt-Frequencies

ANNO: Mutationem

Assemble with Care

BALAN WONDERWORLD

Bear and Breakfast

Deep Rock Galactic

Dodgeball Academia

Dragonball Z: Kakarot

Dungeon Drafters

En Garde!

Epistory: Typing Chronicles

Every Letter

Filament

Frog Corral

Garden Story

Haven

Hellblade: Senua's Sacrifice

Here Comes Niko!

Hue

Jack Move

Lil Gator Game

Little Hope

Luck Be A Landlord

Minami Lane

Minit

Monster Sanctuary

Murder by Numbers

Muse Dash

Peglin

Rhythm Doctor

Risk of Rain 2

Severed Steel

shapez

Shellshock Live

Smushi Come Home

Sticky Business

Storyteller

Sunblaze

The Looker

Thronebreaker: The Witcher Tales

Timelie

TROUBLERSHOOTER: Abandoned Children

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[guitar-prgress]

Day 129 of trying to guitar... i guess

Today was a great great day. I had much fun, i improvised a lot... like... a lot. I also cometely ignored practicing the main propper rhythm riff (from unbeatable white label)... honestly i don't have much to say.

The riff:

[meltypan]

what rhythm games do you recommend

oh missed this before whoops, but giving some immediate recommendations i'd say

mobile: d4dj, rotaeno, arcaea, noisz starlivht, proseka/colorful stage

pc: vivid/stasis (just started this one last night, pretty solid game especially being free), unbeatable white label, djmax (when on sale), noisz (same series as starlivht but plays differently, also coming to switch soon iirc)

arcade (check zenius-i-vanisher for a good map to see if there's any nearby, also shows what games they have): pump it up, wacca, maimai, groove coaster, chunithm, pretty much give anything that look interesting a try if you run into one.

most of the pc/mobile games listed are free too (exceptions being rotaeno, djmax and noisz pc, the first one only being a couple dollars and the others going on sale pretty often)

[toointojoelmiller]

please don't go: a last of us fic

chapter 4

after David / Silver Lake / post-episode 8

angst, Joel & Ellie bonding, 99% canon compliant

rating: mature - content warnings re: s/a, violence, more

ch 1 | ch 2 | ch 3 | ch 4 | ch 5 | ch 6 | ch 7 | ch 8 | ch 9 | ch 10

link to whole story (work in progress) on AO3

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note for this one (+ blanket S/A trigger warning for this fic):

I deviated from canon in only one way which is David did assault Ellie - here's why I did this (from my ao3 post) - It’s not that I think that there’s a need to dial up what happened in canon - what Ellie experienced was traumatizing and horrifying enough. But, maybe I’m cynical - I have always felt that the way we saw the action unfold in the restaurant was a bit *sanitized* for a video game audience… and in the show (David gives good villain monologue, don’t get me wrong), once he takes Ellie down, there’s just so much taking time, slow talking, slow moving. Perhaps he's just “savouring the moment” (gag) but I’ve always had this feeling that a man as dark and brutal as him, once he gets his victim where he wants them, especially so full of rage, wouldn't hold back with causing a ton of damage even if it's just in a small amount of time. So, I have made a few changes to canon in that sense, only because it feels just a bit more (sadly) realistic to me.

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It only takes a minute for Ellie to completely stop crying. She scrubs the wetness from her face with her palms, smearing some of the blood splatters around. She ends up shuffling a bit until her shoulders are against the wall. She keeps her knees pulled up, hands clasped in front to hold them, eyes still shut as her face tilts up to the ceiling, head resting on the wall behind her. She thumps the back of her skull on the wall once - twice - the blanket isn’t on her anymore, has ended up pooled on the ground behind her, so nothings cushioning it - he leans forward, but she stops on her own.

Because he’s a coward, Joel lets them slip back into quiet. “You’re not fine, baby, but it’s ok to need help,” he might try saying if he was a better man, “You don’t have to handle everything alone.”

Ellie guarded her independence ferociously from the moment they’d met - desperately tough, hating being babied, willing to be taken down going full out against unbeatable odds if it meant she didn’t look weak. Scared the shit out of him. He could lie to himself and say that’s why he doesn’t say anything as he watches her, but he’s too fucking drained to bother with his bullshit.

He’s just afraid - of saying something wrong and pushing her too far, snapping something. Breaking her in a way she can’t pull back together. So he lets her drift.

He rubs his hand across his face, squeezes his eyes closed tight and presses the pads of his fingers against them until little patches of light and dark pop up in his vision. And then, since he’s never been any good at having his hands sitting idle, he finds himself moving to pull the first aid kit out from under the shelving, sliding it closer until the flashlight beam can fall on it. One of the plastic latches snaps apart as he flips it open, brittle from age, the cold.

It’s not untouched, but more intact than most he’s come across. A grubby looking stick of After-Bite and pack of Benadryl sit on top, and he tosses them to the side to run his fingers through the mess of little white packages underneath. Gauze, bandaids, sterile scissors, tape. A thick stack of antiseptic wipes - long dried out, he guesses, and proves himself right tearing a corner off in his teeth and pulling out a bone dry little white square. A dash of red catches his eye and he picks out a couple of what look to be mini toothpaste tubes, red and white and purple - squints to read the label - “Insta-Glucose”.

“Look, Ellie - sugar.” He watches as she opens one eye to peek at him. That gets her attention.

“Hm?”

When did you last eat, he wants to ask, too scared to know, keeps up his cowardly streak by swallowing the question down.

He slides one of the tubes over to her, puts it just in front of the toes of her boots. “It’s uh - I think they made ‘em for diabetics, mostly - just sugar. Carbs. S’posed to eat it, get your blood sugar up”.

She blinks at him but doesn’t move to take the tube, so he grabs it again, twists the tear away top off, and holds it out to her. “Here, eat some - it’ll - it’ll help,” he says, and counts one - two - three seconds until she reaches up to take it. She pinches the tube between her fingers and nothing comes out, looking back at him. Blank. 

“Sorry, must be frozen - dried out,” he takes it back to crush it a bit between his fingers until little red crumbs are making their way out of the top. He tries to hand it to her but she doesn’t take it back - stares at it for a moment, shakes her head.

“Don’t… dunno if I can.”

He’s trying not to sound frustrated - he’s not, not one bit, not at her - but the fatigue is creeping into his voice and he can hear himself sounding shorter.  “Don’t really have to swallow, it’ll kinda - melt. Put a bit in your mouth and you’ll - it’ll still work."

She touches her fingers against her lips as she replies, “Mouth’s dry.” 

Of course it is - he hasn’t thought to get a drop of fucking water into her. Shelter - get warm - hydrate. The fucking basics.

As he sits in the shame, registering the fact that he keeps finding ways to fail, a memory flashes at him. Cold water, tasting like salt, trickling on his face, his chin, a few droplets slipping past his cracked lips. A sliver of relief as he’s trapped, in and out of his body, sinking in endless dark, made only out of pain. Tiny fingertips brushing little bits of moisture, mercy, across his lips again and again. 

His eyes burn. Trying to think of the steps he has to take next. Put them in the right order. It takes way too long.

Right. Grab her bag again - there was a bit of sloshing in her thermos when he dug past it earlier taking stock of her clothes - just enough for a few mouthfuls. He pushes it into her hands and twists the top off for her. “Drink - slow, though. Bit at a time.” She takes a small sip while he grabs the blanket from where it’s bunched up on the floor behind her, trying to tug it up again, settling on wrapping it around her sides, about halfway up her arms. Then he turns away, dumps the first aid kit contents out onto the floor and stands up.

Ellie would never let him get away with a real old man groan like the one that just came out of him. Wouldn’t live that shit down for weeks.

She just stares up at him in confusion.

He gestures with the now empty plastic kit. “For snow - keep it under the blanket to melt a bit.” No reply as she lifts her thermos back up for another sip.

He cracks open the door and pauses to let his eyes adjust to the dark after getting used to the flashlight brightness. There’s a decent amount of light coming from the moon and being reflected off the bright snow everywhere, so it doesn’t take too long. In the time he spends crouching down to fill the kit with snow and stand again, Ellie gets up and moves behind him. He nearly bumps into her as he starts to turn back. “What’re -” he starts but she’s already telling him, in a miserable sounding voice -

“Have to pee.”

Fuck, he thinks. “Okay,” he says.

He leans around her to toss the container of snow onto the shelf and turns back to her. “I’ll come with you.”

She whines out an exasperated “Jo-el,” sounding every bit a teenager. She’d probably stomp her foot, he thinks, if she wasn’t so - well.

“You’re not going out alone,” he’s saying on autopilot, and she tenses her shoulders up instantly.

Dial it back, dick.

“Sorry -” he starts over - “I’ll give you privacy, Ellie, but - we’re both a bit -  unsteady,” he's fumbling, “Just - in case, ok?”

She gives up too easily.

“D’you want the jacket?” he asks, hesitating with what to do here. Seems stupid, finally getting her warm and then taking her back outside underdressed - but his coat is so big on her, hanging past her knees, her hands - might be more of a hinderance just now.   

She shakes her head, so he moves around her for a moment to grab the pistol he’d unholstered as they warmed up earlier. Goes to pick up the flashlight, and then reconsiders - hell of an easy thing to spot waving and moving around in the dark, even far away. Moonlight will have to be enough.

“Alright, c’mon then. Let’s be quick.”

He twists awkwardly to close the door behind them as they step out, trying not to lose too much of the heat they’d built up inside. Like earlier in the day, she leans heavily into him as they slowly pick their way down the steps. With no sun the temperature has dropped since they were out, and he feels them both tensing up quickly as the cold cuts right through their clothes. He keeps her upright with a hand clasped tightly her shoulder.

It’s hard to say for sure in the dark - not to mention how he’s burning through his last fucking brain cells at this point - but he thinks she’s moving a little worse than before, actually - frowns a bit more as he takes in how much she’s hunching forward, keeping one arm around her middle.

Shit.

He glances around in the dark. Doesn’t hear a sound.

“Just go here,” he decides, moving a few more steps until they’re tucked around the corner, along the side of the little building. She tips away from him to steady herself against the wall.

He hesitates. “Do you - need help with anything?”

But she shakes her head, so he reluctantly takes a few steps back around the corner.

He pauses for a few seconds, not hearing anything. Finally she asks in a small voice, “Can… a little farther?”, and he makes himself give her the privacy he’d promised, even as every step away from her feels wrong to his bones. He glances back briefly, feeling a bit relieved to see that the light cast by his flashlight - left it on inside to drain even faster on them, moron - isn't all that visible from out here. He turns back around and purposefully moves slow, taking smaller steps to shorten the distance he covers.

He hears her start shuffling around, and he clears his throat a few times, tries to be a bit noisier than he needs to as he picks up and sets down his feet, kicking the snow a bit- maybe some background sound will make it easier for her to go quickly.

Respect for her privacy aside, it’s pretty clear when she’s finally able to, and when she’s done. He hears her breathe out a whisper - “Fuck,” - and then the shuffling sounds are back, along with a few new whimpers - struggling to get her pants back up?

“Everything ok?” He asks, not able to help himself. She doesn’t answer, but then he hears her start walking - takes it as his cue to move quickly back in her direction.

She comes into view around the corner a second before he reaches it. Managed to get her pants up on her own, then. But right away he clocks how her whole body is vibrating, hard, and even in the dark he can tell she’s wide eyed. Her breaths are short and shallow. He needs to get her inside, now.

“G-got-” she stutters out as he steadies her from the side and starts moving them back up the steps, “peed on my p-pants.”

“Don’t matter - you’re changing anyway,” he reminds her.

They make it back through the door and he pushes it shut with his foot, both of them huffing a bit to catch their breath. He’s relieved to find that it’s stayed marginally warmer inside.

“No fair,” she slurs - he can hardly make out what she’s said, now, her voice sounding newly thick, even more off than before.

“Mm?” He nudges her after she goes silent for a stretch, keeping his arm around her back, not confident she’d stay up if he let go. He tries to scan what he can see of her face, now lit up again partially in the flashlight glow - she’s looking straight ahead and away from him.

“S’easy - you,” she twitches a hand vaguely in his direction, “piss anywhere.”

He’d laugh at that, if this were any other time. Remembers, uselessly and painfully, how Tess voiced the same complaint - “Don’t know how lucky you are, Texas” - anytime the two of them had to rough it somewhere.

“You’re not wrong,” he responds. Unholsters the pistol from his hip with his free hand and tosses it onto the shelf next to the first aid kit full of snow. He steps around so he’s facing her more directly, moving to grab her by the shoulders to steady her with both hands and almost forgetting about her injury. He hovers the hand on that side for a moment, and then he settles it lower on her arm, by her elbow. Ready, just in case.

She stares right through him, barely there - glassy eyed, frighteningly pale. She’s going to crash soon, it's clear from the look of her - might be about to faint on him. A fresh surge of fear has him feeling suddenly, newly clear headed and alert.

“We’re gonna put on your dry jeans now, and get you layin' down, warmin’ up again,” he says slowly, watching for any sign that she’s hearing him. “I’ll put some more water in your thermos - you can take little sips of it - but other than that I don’t want you movin’ around. You - your body needs some real rest to heal, baby. And - you need to tell me everywhere you’re hurtin’,” - she looks down to the floor and he clenches his grip on her, fighting the urge to shake her - “Please, Ellie - you’re scarin' me.”

There’s nothing in her stomach. But she lurches forward in a violent dry heave, giving it her all anyway. 

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link to whole story (work in progress) on AO3