Sandkoban
Sand + Sokoban = Sandkoban!
What is Sandkoban?
Sandkoban is experimental puzzle game about pushing sand cellular automata featuring 30 levels, inspired by sand simulations and block pushing games like Sokoban.
The game was made in 12 days for the Game Demo Jam: "Game Demo Jam is a 10 Day Ranked Jam during which participants will polish an existing game project or create a new game project and polish it to the level of a game demo in just 10 days". The project was created 2 days before the jam start. The jam also required the game to have the themed object of a candle 🕯️.
Controls
Controls are in game. Recap: Use WASD or Arrow Keys to move. Press Space to go fast. Press R to restart a level. Press P to pause. Use your mouse and click to navigate menus.
Speedrunning
SHARE YOUR LEVEL TIMES IN THE COMMENTS (screenshot "level times" in the main menu)! I will update the description with the fastest one.
Current leaderboard:
| Name | Time (IGT: in game time) |
| Dazzling Duck Studios (WR) | 13 minutes and 23.73 seconds |
| RKI3000 (dev) | 14 minutes and 27.53 seconds |
| Bubba | 34 minutes and 40.97 seconds |
Misc.
Playtester Quotes:
"I have an intimate relationship with sand. I live in a desert."
"I'm sanding it"
"I undersand it now"
"I'm losing my sandity"
"I can't sand it anymore"
"Ow my eyes"
"Moustache Cash Stash"
Credits (also viewable in game):
A game by RKI3000
Music By PineappleBlast001
Special thanks to Bubba and tofu2go
Thank you for reading!
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Sand.
sand you
I undersand it now. The grains. The wind blowing in my face. That day... I will never forget it. Digging up her body in the dunes, wiping the sweat from my forehead. Swearing that he'd pay for it all one day. I knew the search for revenge would be fruitless. I knew it would leave me emptier than before. The soilution staring me right in the face... Yet I ignored it.
Years passed until I finally got there. The hourglass of life kept going however, and once it was all done I was but a senile pebble. I buried him in the same desert as back then. That's when it hit me how truly insignificant it all was. With each dig of the shovel I threw more doubts over my shoulder. I was just as alive as the man I'd been covering up with the material that mirrored my own journey. Forever still in a dune of particles, unless provoked by a gust or shoved aside. Shoveled out of the way; stepped on. Forever still, until made to cover bodies in the desert.
I had realized then, that I was not unlike it. But it was not like me. I was it.
Despite having to join him, I offered myself up. Dig for dig, knowing there was naught left beyond becoming one with what I had always been; nothing but a dead bag of sand.
I had to reload the page to make sure I wasn't hallusanding