Meat Without Master
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Adapt or die as a failed lump of living meat. Hunt, devour, and evolve into a self-made abomination to break through the totalitarian meat lab that made you. Fail, and you will be fed into the grinder.
Platforms
Windows
Developer
Neon Cocoa
Publisher
Neon Cocoa
About
YOU ARE A MISTAKE
A malformed lump of discarded meat, tossed into the waste chutes. The underground meat lab churns out compliant organisms for a totalitarian regime, but you are not one of them. You were classified as defective and sentenced to be burned by The Director who runs this place.
Meat Without Master is a first-person monster slasher that blends a gritty PS1-inspired aesthetic with the visceral energy of a Boomer Shooter. Whether you choose to be a high-speed engine of carnage or a stealthy, cold-blooded predator, you are a retro nightmare unleashed on a facility that isn't ready for either.
KEY FEATURES
- FIRST-PERSON MONSTER SLASHER: Visceral melee combat without guns. Run on walls. Backstab your prey unseen or tear through every obstacle with your tentacles.
- 50+ MUTATIONS: Unlock grotesque new Mutations each run depending on your actions in the game. Evolve into masochistic spike-horror, a vomit spitting stealthy predator, or a vodka addicted abomination for surprising synergies.
- ROGUELITE EVOLUTION: Permadeath fuels your growth. Each death starts a new run while unlocking permanent Breeds to ensure you return stronger and stranger.
- A LIVING, DYING FACILITY: A nightmare stretching 3 distinct floors where every camera, turret, person, and security system can be shredded to disable the facility. Avoid alarm or face heavy resistance.
- 90's RETRO FEEL, MODERN IMPACT: A classic 3D shooter aesthetic. Experience "crunchy" low-poly visuals with high-fidelity physics. Watch enemies flail into juicy ragdolls and sewage water ripple around you.
- THE MONSTER’S DILEMMA: Decide who is worth saving. Put effort into transporting innocent cats to safety or terrorize the survivors of your rampage with a terrifying head-pat.
- ATMOSPHERIC AUDIO: Dripping pipes. Wet footsteps echoing in the concrete corners. Bureaucratic voices crackling through broken speakers. Feel the facility groan in pain as you rummage through its cold, industrial intestines.
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WISHLIST NOW!
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