Oppaidius Desert Island! (PC) Preview

Oppaidius Desert Island! begins right after Tropical Cruise!, were the oppai-fanatic of a protagonist got stranded on an island, along with the ultra-busty singer named Angela. Now, it's important to note that, while basically an eroge-style visual novel, it's not the typical one of its kind, in the sense that, first, it doesn't take itself too seriously, and, second, it doesn't try to hide that this is all about the boobies. It's in the freaking title for Russ Meyer's sake!

In other words, don't expect the hero of this tale to be a man who wants to win the heart of Angela. No, no, no, no, NO. The "plot" here revolves around the breast obsession of this wondrous human being, who just can't stop thinking about Angela's watermelons, ogling at them like a lunatic, instead of, say, trying to survive. They are castaways, after all, in case you forgot…

Desert Island! does the right thing, and fully embraces the silly side of its "prequels," with the humor being simplistic, and even crass, but purposely so, which is certainly refreshing in a genre where many naughty titles act like they are something more than what they truly are. With that being said, this short demo includes an uncensored sex scene, which was surprising, as previous installments just insinuated that kind of stuff, instead of showing them. In this critic's opinion this shouldn't be here. Oppaidius is a seagull suddenly appearing out of nowhere to "censor" Angela's mammoth breasts while the protagonist is sweating. Porn has no place here.

Hopefully, the full release will go easy on the X-rated elements. Some probably want more of this, but it's probably for the better if this focuses on ecchi-ness, rather than actual sex. More importantly, the final product should also add something new. Desert Island! is a recycling of every single thing from Tropical Cruise!, bar the setting. It's the same few characters (plus one, so far), and the same tunes, just on a beach, instead of a cruise ship. It's a demo, sure, but demos are generally supposed to be a taste of things to come.