Jibbick
Odd, softly spooky worlds you open in a browser tab. An island swallowed by the dark. A crossroads where strangers knock and ask to stay. And something else, still being dug up.
Meet the games It's friendly. Mostly.
Here are your worlds, right where you left them.
Something is taking shape out there. Not ready to be looked at yet.
A hex island swallowed by the dark. Walk it, claim it, build on it.
Strangers knock at the crossroads. You decide who stays.
Something is taking shape out there. Not ready to be looked at yet.
The Bell now lives on Jibbick. Sign in and your town is kept: open it on any phone and it's exactly where you left it. If two devices have been playing it apart, the game asks which town to keep instead of picking one behind your back.
Timed turns used to be checked every five seconds. Now the server sets one alarm for the next deadline and sleeps until it rings. A three-day game costs nothing between turns, and a five-minute one ends exactly when it should.
A very small studio with a soft spot for lamps, fog and creatures that are slightly too round.