I don't know about Polybius but I can attest that video screens CAN reprogram you a bit.
In the mid 1990s I worked on a project for a Silicon Valley company that needed me to frequently shift between a Sun Microsystems system CRT monitor, which used one scan rate, and a different system having a different CRT scan rate. Because we were on a death march project schedule, I spent a day alternating between systems rapidly, for 16 hours. When it was time to go home, I walked out to my car and got in. When I looked at the hood, it was flowing like a waterfall, rippling and shifting. My vision was fucked somehow. I could not drive. I had to go back in and crash on the floor. I realize the multiple monitors and scan rates had temporarily reprogrammed my visual system through fatigue of the nervous system.
I assume that on the right arcade system, a screen might be programmed to mess with the player's brain.
The movie The Ipcress File tried to simulate this in making a person open to suggestion.
I don't know about Polybius but I can attest that video screens CAN reprogram you a bit.
In the mid 1990s I worked on a project for a Silicon Valley company that needed me to frequently shift between a Sun Microsystems system CRT monitor, which used one scan rate, and a different system having a different CRT scan rate. Because we were on a death march project schedule, I spent a day alternating between systems rapidly, for 16 hours. When it was time to go home, I walked out to my car and got in. When I looked at the hood, it was flowing like a waterfall, rippling and shifting. My vision was fucked somehow. I could not drive. I had to go back in and crash on the floor. I realize the multiple monitors and scan rates had temporarily reprogrammed my visual system through fatigue of the nervous system.
I assume that on the right arcade system, a screen might be programmed to mess with the player's brain.
I don't know about Polybius but I can attest that video screens CAN reprogram you a bit.
In the mid 1990s I worked on a project for a Silicon Valley company that needed me to frequently shfit between a Sun Microsystems system CRT monitor, which used one scan rate, and a different system having a different CRT scan rate. Because we were on a death march project schedule, I spent a day alternating between systems rapidly, for 16 hours. When it was time to go home, I walked out to my car and got in. When I looked at the hood, it was flowing like a waterfall, rippling and shifting. My vision was fucked somehow. I could not drive. I had to go back in and crash on the floor. I realize the multiple monitors and scan rates had temporarily reprogrammed my visual system through fatigue of the nervous system.
I assume that on the right arcade system, a screen might be programmed to mess with the player's brain.