Soul Injector Commando is a fever dream’s fever dream about a dead guy firing humanity into billionaires

It’s pointless me trying to sum this game up before you’ve clapped the lips of your eyes around it and taken a long drag. There’s a trailer below. Do it now. Nod if you’ve done so. Right, that was Soul Injector Commando, a video game about shooting some semblance of everyday humanity into the bodies of the billionaires who’re behind all of the world’s problems.

You are the Soul Injector Commando, brought back from the dead by god themselves and sent to a bunker. All of the rich bellends have been handily lured there by an audacious fake meteorite prank worthy of enshrinement atop the YouTube algorithm until the end of time. You romp through, soul injecting until you can soul inject no more.

There a nine levels to get through, filled with these malcontents who’ll “become normal humans, get normal jobs, and be happy” if you succeed. At your disposal are a number of different weapons and upgrades, fully voice acted dialogue I assume will help you tell them the error of their ways, and time trials to try if you get through a bout of soul injecting and decide you’d like to try that level again.

And, to be frank, why wouldn’t you? I can’t see the likes of being assembled by a dino head with six arms, blasting your way through a supermarket while coins flick around and a big bowl guy waves a gloved hand in joy/resignation, or driving a tiny SUV with wings getting old quickly. Ditto splattering execs as a sentient golf ball, encountering what looks like an intergalactic skeletal drummer, or fighting whatever the head thing that pops up around the minute mark is. I’ve not even mentioned the two-headed butterfly knight creature.

To bring us back down to Earth a bit, Soul Injector Commando’s the latest work of developer and artist Jeremy Couillard, who’s got a well-honed knack for the surreal. AlienAfterlife, JEF, Fuzz Dungeon, Escape From Lavender Island, and the snappily-named Sometimes to Deal with the Difficulty of Being Alive, I Need to Believe There Is a Possibility That Life Is Not Real. They’re all now on my wishlist, and not solely because their art styles are 90% made up of things that my uncle’s prog rock band would’ve given anything to put on their album covers.

Soul Injector Commando doesn’t have a release date yet. It strikes me as the kind of game that’ll just rock up instantly whenever the universe needs it to. Until then, you can wishlist it on Steam.