a simultaneously beautiful and grotesque ouroboros. a cyclical rube goldberg of emotions with remarkably consistent logic. i cheered when objects and characters were set up and would later return. the ending would earn a standing ovation if this were played to a live audience.
is it a meaningless shitpost? a complicated allegory? who knows. all i know is Slot Waste should be in a museum, and rightfully deserves to be widely celebrated alongside the likes of tetris and dark souls 1.