Somewhere in a Suburban area outside a Major U.S. City, a dwelling exists where the Laws of Nature do not apply. A place where verbal communication only takes place when the occupant yells at his cat and other communication is done through text, IM or on message boards. A world where beer is brewed in the closet and coats are hung on the backs of chairs. A place where everything plugs into something unless it is wireless. Here, the line between the real world and the virtual is blurred and Jack Bauer is not a character on TV, but rather a True American Hero. In this place, news is not news unless given by either Jon Stewart or Stephen Colbert. Sustance is alway pizza based and beer, cheese and diet soda are the only true staples. The wine racks are always filled with bottles that have clever names or cool lables regardless of vintage. The only light comes from strobing of the wireless router or the TiVo's red light because something is always being recorded and no shows are ever missed. The blinds are always drawn and the only window to the world is the 46 inches of High Definition wonder. Responisibilty be damned in this place as the cat's food and water are automatically dispensed as the Soul Sucking Sofa drains any desire one may have to depart it's comfy embrace.

The Bed is never made

The Toilet seat is always up

and the phone always goes to Voicemail.

This is Risky's apartment and...................................................

RENT IS DUE!!!!!!

Gameplay is basic but every room has a choke point. Bonuses are labled on the map. The Foosball Table, Big Bed, Coffee Table and Dining Room Table are each a +1 bonus by themselves.

Designer's Note: The stoopid arrows are the borders so you can tell by looking what attacks what. Personally, I think it makes the map look horrible and I hate it.