Steambot Chronicles – Review  Steambot Chronicles should have
been another gaily subversive offering from Atlus. Describing
itself as "a romantic scrapmetal adventure!" the game features a
pop music band, characters named after food, and a pink mecha
with bunny ears. It's silly and self-mocking, and the story is
told subtly, in collaboration with the player. Unfortunately,
the game's seeds of greatness are crushed by awkward controls
and a lot of empty wandering.  Our story starts on a beach, when
a boy named Vanilla wakes up with a serious case of—what
else?—amnesia. But the question of Vanilla's background isn't
really the main focus of the game; he spends more time trying to
live in this new world than thinking about the one he came from.
There are hints about who Vanilla is, but they are paced in such
a way that one needs to play through the game twice—taking both
"hero" and "villain" paths—to find them all.  We also know parts
of Vanilla's story that he himself does not. In the game's
tutorial mode, Vani