🧱🦴 The cube-nightmare opens an eye
You spawn in a perfect little room that feels wrong. The walls are friendly colors, but the corners are too sharp, the smiley posters too wide, and down the blocky corridor a toy drum beats with no hands. Then you see a shadow that shouldn’t bend at right angles. Banban Gang in the World of Blocks is a horror game that weaponizes cuteness and geometry; it makes every straight hallway feel like an invitation and a dare. You have a flashlight, half a plan, and the sense that the mascot on the sticker just blinked. Okay, breathe… now move.
🔧🌑 Hands, pockets, hush
Movement is patient and precise. You creep, you sprint when the music tilts, you crouch behind crates that smell like crayons and dust. A tap flips a torch on; the beam is honest but timid, and the batteries act like they were born pessimistic. Crafting is hands-first: scrap plus stick equals bonk-stick, wire plus cube battery equals jittery taser, three foam bricks become a barricade if your panic lets you stack them. No menu essays—just simple clicks, a trembling breath, done. Every tool squeaks like it was designed by a toy company, then edited by something with teeth.
🎨👹 Cute, loud, and wrong: meet the gang
They have names you won’t say out loud after midnight. One waddles with a giggle that misses every other beat, one drags a cardboard crown that scrapes like a key on tile, one smiles too much and then not at all. They’re readable, though—this isn’t cheap. The Giggle skips three steps, then lunges; the Crown paces in eights and hates whistles; the Smiler stops if you don’t blink, so, yes, have fun with that. Their eyes are painted on, unless they aren’t. You’ll learn their tells, you’ll respect them, and you’ll stop calling them “it” by night three because they keep answering.
🗺️🏫 Where block worlds become mazes
The School Wing stacks bright lockers into cul-de-sacs and hides an office whose carpet eats footsteps. The Play Mine tunnels down through foam rock, past rails that groan and lanterns that flicker on the off-beat. In the Party Lab, confetti cannons watch you like CCTV; pull one wrong lever and the ceiling applauds. Outdoor Courtyard? Comforting grass, fake sky, a single tree built from five cubes, and a door that pretends to be a wall until your flashlight blinks at it. Every area looks simple until you start mapping it by sound and shadow, then it gets delightfully mean.
🔊👂 The game you play with your ears
Footsteps clack differently on tile, foam, and stage wood—learn the pitches. Vents cough before they breathe out cold air that kills your torch for a beat; time your sprint to the exhale. The mascots hum off-key: Giggle’s tritone says “near,” Crown’s scrape climbs a half-step right before a turn, Smiler’s silence is the loudest thing in the room. There’s a chime when a fuse warms, a wet thup when a sticky trap arms, a gentle cymbal when you almost get caught and your pulse tries to leave. Headphones aren’t mandatory; they’re a superpower.
⚡🔌 Puzzles that sweat, not just think
Power blocks slot into floor sockets; connect red to blue and the lights calm down, cross lines and the corridor strobes like a bad birthday. Color keys are never just colors—green unlocks a shortcut and triggers a mascot patrol if you were sloppy. Number puzzles hide in poster slogans; count balloons, not letters. You’ll drag a crate to reach a vent, only to notice the crate squeals when moved, which is exactly the kind of detail a clever monster appreciates. Solve, then survive the thirty seconds after the solve. That’s the rhythm.
🧠💡 Street-smart survival the game never spells out
Never close a door you didn’t open. Drop glow pebbles at T-junctions; they don’t light much, but they teach you where you’ve panicked before. If the giggle gets faster, you’re being funneled; step sideways into a closet and wait for the scrape to overshoot. Build barricades a tile deeper than instinct—mascots swipe short and you’ll save your shins. When batteries die, aim the dead flashlight down; the reflection still whispers a hint of gloss on glossy floors. And my favorite sin: sometimes walk, not run. Running announces you to the carpet, and the carpet gossips.
🧪🎈 Toys that aren’t toys
Noise bombs—birthday horns wired to timers—lure patrols into loops you can predict. Foam bricks stack fast; they also fall fast if you breathe wrong, which is comedy under pressure. Sticky traps are glitter glue with an ego; step in one and you’ll hate yourself, so maybe don’t put them where your future self has to run. The taser doesn’t stun for long, but it resets a chase into a sneer you can navigate. My weirdest love is the party ribbon: stretch it across a doorway and you’ve made a silent tripwire with the manners of a cat’s tail.
🎮🧭 Modes for different flavors of dread
Story strings you through wings, labs, courtyards, basements, and a roof that’s definitely not real; you’ll read notes, fix circuits, borrow courage. Panic Run picks a seed and drops you in with one mascot and one objective: find three fuses before the song stops being cute. Puzzle Seed gives you a safe gang but nasty logic—fixed patrols, fixed sockets, no jump scares, pure brain. Endless Night is the long walk: light decays, new routes open if you survive, and the building politely grows a tooth in a place where hallways didn’t used to be. Daily Shift hands everyone the same layout so leaderboards measure choices, not luck.
👥🤝 Co-op where whispering matters
Two players, shared batteries, shared map, shared silence. One runs point with the torch, the other manages doors and toys. Clap once to mark “stop,” twice to say “left,” because microphones pick up fear and monsters love podcasts. A high-five near a fuse box gives both a tiny focus buff for ten seconds—small kindness, big dividends. If someone gets grabbed, they don’t die immediately; they get dragged. You can still save them if your nerves and your shoes cooperate.
🫶♿ Comfort without defanging the night
Color-safe palettes keep slime, blood, and friendly chalk distinct. Calm-flash turns big strobe down to a polite blink. Motion softness dials camera sway from “found footage” to “documentary nod.” Text scales to couch distance, inputs remap, audio cues caption themselves—giggle near, scrape left, hum rising—so you can play with sound low and still read the room. Assist widens stealth margins a hair in Story while leaving Panic Run spicy. Horror belongs to everyone; the game behaves accordingly.
😂📼 Fumbles the building will tattle about
You will barricade a door, then remember the hinges are on your side and watch the mascot help you rearrange furniture. You will throw a noise bomb, forget it’s on a delay, and spook yourself so hard you invent a new sprint record. You will stare at a poster that says SHARE JOY and realize the capital letters are a lock code and then trip over your own glow pebbles. It’s fine. The restart is kind, the replay is petty, and your second attempt looks like wisdom with nicer shoes.
🏁🩸 Why the blocks remember your name
Because dread here is a rhythm—footsteps, breath, scrape, hush—and you learn to dance with it. Because the Banban Gang is silly until it isn’t, readable until it argues, and beating them feels like understanding a joke in a new language. Because the tools are toys until you wire them wrong, the puzzles are puzzles until something giggles behind you, and the map is a friend when you treat it like a diary. Mostly, because Banban Gang in the World of Blocks on Kiz10 nails the cozy-terrifying line: bright pixels, sharp corners, kind checkpoints, and that one perfect moment when you slip past a painted smile, close a door you did open, and hear the scrape fade like a bad memory deciding it can’t follow. Now… lights low, shoes soft, pockets full of glitter glue. Let the corridor blink first.
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Phasmophobia
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Huggy Wuggy Gue
Sniper D City A
FNaF: Scary Scr
Poppy Playtime 
Clap Clap Night
The Return to F
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Boo Scared 6: I
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Doors Castle
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Baby In Yellow 
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Trollface Horro
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