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Games from Greenlight.

Games set in the worlds of Greenlight's books and film projects, and in worlds our partner studios bring with them. Each page says what the game is, where it comes from and where you can get it.
StageAllAnnouncedIn developmentEarly accessReleased
PlatformAllRobloxWeb browserWindowsAndroidiPhone and iPad
WorldAllOriginal worldFrom a Greenlight book

9 games

Illustration: Pumpstep, in a black suit traced with glowing pink and blue spirals, flies kicking at Venom Striker in a neon jacket and cyan visor, who blocks with a glowing record disc on a pink-lit club stage before a cheering crowd.
Early access

Influencer Wars

Bad takes. Good fights. Pick one of 33 loudmouths from the timeline and settle it in their home arena.

Original world

Web browser · Windows · Android

A small gold-eyed monkey in an oversized jade-green robe, a black cap and a gold seal on a red cord sits on a branch of a huge peach tree eating a peach, eyes closed; below, Lady Tianmu looks up with a lamp, and a lantern-lit feast glows through a round garden gate.
Announced

Sun Wukong: Equal to Heaven

Born from stone, handed a robe too big for you. Eat Heaven's peaches, break no branch, and choose when to stop, while the Court files it all.

Based on The Comprehensive Account

Windows

In a dark archive of shelves and scattered papers, a young scribe in slate-navy robes with a topknot crouches at a door and presses one eye to a hair-thin slit of red light, a small lamp at his knee; beyond the door a small blurred shape crosses a red-gold courtyard.
Announced

Sun Wukong: The Comprehensive Account

Forty days to write the official account of the Havoc in Heaven. Every witness saw something different. Write two accounts, and file one.

Based on The Comprehensive Account

Windows

In a stone basement lit violet and blue, the band plays out of step around Leila, steady at the drums in the middle: a bassist, two guitarists, a slouching singer, a soprano with her eyes closed and a harmony singer looking on, while Mr. Kravitz in his robe comes down the stairs raising his cane.
Announced

Goth Girls: Noise Complaint

The band drifts. The drummer never does. Keep them with her, then find the rent.

Original world

Windows

Helen, in a cream cable-knit cardigan with a pencil in her pinned-up hair, holds an ochre-and-slate swatch against a catalogue photo of pink-and-ink marbled endpapers at a lamp-lit desk, while Pepper the grey cat walks across the papers and Sheriff Hugh Kline waits by a taped doorway.
Announced

The Lark & Quill Casebook

Keep the shop open. Look twice. Lay the evidence in a row for the sheriff.

Original world

Windows

A dark green museum gallery split by a red velvet rope. Under the only lamp, a wooden chest wears a black top hat. In front of the rope, a housekeeper reads a long leaflet from a plain bottle, a man in a balaclava holds his coffee, a golfer leans over the rope and an editor raises a red stamp.
Announced

The Museum of Perfect Crimes

Open a museum of drug history in your own house. Hang the exhibits, write the labels, then watch what the visitors carry home.

Original world

Windows

First-person view across a worn kitchen table at night: gloved hands hold a pencil over a numbered form beside a notebook, a tin mug and a tag on a cord, while a broad gray-haired man in a long gray coat buttoned to the throat stands by the stove under a bare bulb.
Announced

The Vigil Laws: Holding Charge

Hold the unit. Ask it exactly. Put your name to what happened.

Original world

Windows

On the left, in a dark room lit by pink and green neon and a candle in a jar, a young woman with a top bun, a caped vampire cop and a robot in a police cap look out of the window. On the right, on a grey misty plane, a mongoose sheathes his katana as a winged rat ghost bursts into banknotes.
Announced

Dead Weight: Too Slow

Four broke roommates. One room with no power. A ghost made of their money. Wait for it, then hit: too soon, or too slow.

Original world

Windows

At a dark night desk, obsidian hands hover over a keyboard in front of an old monitor glowing amber. A phone receiver lies off the hook, its glowing ember cord knotted and rising out of frame, beside an open notebook and pencil. In the window behind, a masked figure is reflected, holding a phone.
Announced

The Human Exploit: After Hours

It is two in the morning and the help board is yours. Most callers are telling the truth. One voice keeps borrowing other people's names.

Original world

Windows