'Stray'’s Post-Apocalyptic World Evokes the Walled City of Kowloon

You are playing as a cat. For many, this is a mic drop worthy of an instant purchase, and Blue Twelve Studio, the former employees responsible for the game, clearly know this, from the very beginning.

I don't know where to begin. You press to make a noise. You use sledgehammers to scratch trees and furniture. You lounge in crevices. Interludes show you dancing on a keyboard and playing board games. While Stray's cat is just a ginger tabby, not as long or genetically altered as more famous internet cats, it will still provide rich fodder for meme. There is a collection of harnesses and backpacks that can carry 25 lbs of cat, thanks to a partnership with Travel Cat.

The cat is the star of the show and it has been the subject of a lot of discussion. The Walled City of Kowloon has a seemingly unlimited influence.

The Stray is set after the end of the world. Cats are as hardy as humans. The game starts on fur balls in a vine-wrapped concrete structure. On your daily stroll through the ruins of industrial civilization, you slip down a hole into the dark and end up in a sewer. You discover a flying drone after visiting a lab. This drone will act as the Navi to your Link, living in a backpack that looks a lot like the one I just mentioned, which lets you carry out tasks that require opposable thumbs, like using flashlight and keys, and a concept of language, like translation.

The scene is similar. He recoiled at the spick and span that he found in Singapore. He said that he wanted to catch a second glimpse of his obsession before it was too late. The City of Kowloon was obsessed with. He said that he had a dream. The windows were not calculated. They sucked in energy like a black hole at Kai Tak airport. I was prepared for that.

The edge of Kowloon City was once part of British Hong Kong. Hong Kong's British governors hated it, but China wouldn't demolish it. James Crawford wrote an article about it for Atlas Obscura. There was no tax, no regulation, and no police presence. People could come to Kowloon and not be seen again. The residents produced enough fish balls to supply Hong Kong's wealthy upper classes. Crawford wrote about his heroin addiction.