Some games ask you to master complicated systems. Some games tell incredible stories. Don’t Stop, GirlyPop! asks you one simple thing, never stop moving. And then it screams that request at you in hot-pink chrome, butterfly stickers, and hyperpop bass drops while robot enemies explode into showers of “The Love.”

This is an indie FPS that knows exactly what it is and commits to the bit so hard it becomes kind of infectious.

Gameplay reminiscent of CS:GO ‘surfing’ techniques

At its core, Don’t Stop, GirlyPop! is a momentum shooter. Standing still isn’t just discouraged, it’s actively punished. Your health drains if you hesitate, while speed keeps you alive, boosts your damage, and turns combat into a high-speed flow state. I mean it is in the name of the game, Don’t Stop.

Players will be chaining wave hops, dashes, double jumps, and ground slams in arenas that feel like playgrounds built specifically to reward recklessness. When things click, you’re not really aiming so much as surfing, skimming across walls, ricocheting through enemy fire, and trusting your instincts more than your crosshair.

It’s chaotic, but deliberately so. The game wants you to feel slightly out of control, always on the edge of wiping out, because that’s where the adrenaline lives.

Fast and not so furiouse

Weapons are punchy and immediately readable, each with primary and alt-fire modes that encourage experimentation. Players won’t be mid maxing damage or saving their most powerful ammo for bosses. Infinite ammo in every weapon with very few downsides allows players to stick to the weapons they like the feel of.

Enemies drop “The Love” when defeated, a glowing resource that heals you as well as adding speed, damage and flow. There’s something very satisfying about blasting through a room on fumes, scooping up The Love at the last second, and catapulting yourself straight into the next wave without stopping to breathe. The game thrives on those razor-thin recoveries.

It’s not a tactical shooter. It’s closer to a rhythm game disguised as an FPS.

Unique aesthetic that mostly works

Visually, Don’t Stop, Girlypop! is loud. Aggressively loud.

The Y2K-inspired aesthetic, pink plastics, chrome textures, butterflies, stickers, denim vibes all feel like it was ripped straight from a hyperpop album cover and duct-taped onto a boomer shooter. And somehow, it works.

The customization options are limited but let you decorate your arms and weapons with patterns, colours and small accessories, reinforcing the idea that style is substance here. This isn’t satire at a distance; it’s sincere, playful, and unapologetically feminine in a genre that usually leans grimdark or macho.

I have to say however that the visual overload can be exhausting, especially during longer sessions. If you’re sensitive to bright colours and constant motion, the game can feel overwhelming. Unfortunately the same goes for the music. It all fits very well but sometimes a level can go on for a second too long which make the visuals draining and music repetitive. But I suppose there a simple fix, go faster.

My Conlcusion

Don’t Stop, GirlyPop! is a game with zero interest in being subtle. It’s fast, flashy, and fully committed to its aesthetic and mechanical identity. When it works, it delivers moments of pure kinetic joy, those rare stretches where your brain shuts off and your hands just know what to do.

It won’t convert everyone. But if you love movement shooters, experimental vibes, or games that dare to be loud and weird and joyful, this one’s absolutely worth your time.

At first glance, Space Warlord Baby Trading Simulator feels like it’s daring you to bounce off it. The name alone sounds like an edgy joke stretched a little too far, and the premise which is trading the “value” of alien babies on a galactic stock market is deliberately absurd. But once you actually sit down with it, this title will hook you for a long time.

Money Moves

Yes, the setting is ridiculous. It’s sharp, cynical, and very much aware of how uncomfortable it wants you to feel. But underneath the satire is a surprisingly tight and engaging trading game that demands your attention.

The core loop is simple: buy low, sell high. But Space Warlord Baby Trading Simulator refuses to stop there. You’re not just passively watching numbers go up and down you are suddenly invested in this aliens life. The premise and lore is straightforward. There is technology that can simulate a living beings life, you buy in to an alien baby and indeed try to make money off them.

There are plenty of ways to make money, and the game constantly encourages you to mix them:

• Traditional buying and selling stocks
• Placing bets on a wide range of outcomes
• shorting, which quickly became my favourite way to play

Shorting is a big money maker, or a money well. Betting on collapse instead of success fits the tone perfectly, and when combined with purchasing information can be very profitable. There’s something deliciously on-theme about profiting most when things go horribly wrong.

High Replayability

The title offers 6 campaigns of 6 different investors that have access to different informants, planets and licences. They all have the same task which is to make as much profit as possible. But each of them have very varying ambitions.

Each campaign pushes you toward a slightly different mindset , whether that’s aggressive risk-taking, long-term planning, or leaning hard into side bets and market manipulation. The contacts in particular add a great amount of strategy, giving you new information that will change not only who you invest into but also how.

Because of this, replaying campaigns never feels like busywork. You’re constantly adapting, experimenting, and the random events that take place are random which is yet another layer of replayability.

You tell yourself you’ll stop after this trading day. Then you notice a juicy planet bonus. you pay an informant. Suddenly it’s 1 am and I’m here awaiting a 4% bet payout of 12million if the alien I invested in will remodel their home.

My conclusion

Despite (or maybe because of) its satirical edge, Space Warlord Baby Trading Simulator nails that dangerous arcade-like flow state. Trades are fast. Feedback is immediate. Losses sting just enough to make you rethink your strategy instead of rage-quit.

This title is a perfect example of a game hiding serious design chops behind a deliberately unhinged premise. If you can get past the name or better yet, lean into it, you’ll find a clever, flexible, and dangerously addictive trading game that rewards curiosity, risk, and a slightly villainous mindset.

And honestly? Worth it.