There are certain queer times in this strange mixed affair we call life when a man takes this whole universe for a vast practical joke
There are certain queer times in this strange mixed affair we call life when a man takes this whole universe for a vast practical joke
Helped consult a bit for this one as well, Luke did a great job of handling a *very* grim subject matter, and it goes to a good cause.
Glass men front cover. Scratchy writing, and something indistinct in a high-contrast scan. donated by juniper h lark
the first page, outlining the situation. "The city tears out the old, filling the wound with cement and rebar and glass and steel. Locals call this wound The Med. Workers build towers for young professionals. They will never be able to afford to live in these buildings. The smiling face of a white man in a suit watches them from a billboard. Above him is the legend "NEVILLE DEVELOPMENTS". As the workers finish each day, the girls come out. Some hurry home to wives and girlfriends and children. Others do not, and trade a days wages for company and attention. Hannibal runs a string of eight girls out of the Cannae Tower. They stay in a pair of apartments he rents out to them. Both are filled with single mattresses. The rooms used for work are clean, and have double beds. These rooms are just opposite the apartments they live in. In addition to rent, Hannibal collects half of their take each week. He holds seven of their passports; the other two are citizens. In addition to paying rent, six use him as their dealer and illegal pharmacy. He has a cousin, Mago. Mago provides prescription pills and HRT for a free fuck once a week. There was a ninth girl. Everyone called her Honey. None of the girls use their real names. Two weeks ago, she vanished. She had not said anything about it to the other girls, and Hannibal has done nothing to look into it. This has all of them worried; when Sofia tried to flee, she returned bruised and shaking."
a new adventure for violence is now for sale. all proceeds are being donated to @cosmic-chill.bsky.social to help her relocation efforts. if you already donated, lmk and i'll hit you with the pdf.
it's a very horrible adventure.
lukegearing.itch.io/glass-men
Dispatch's making the rotations in my friend group rn, all finding it to be deeply baffling: lotta Obama-era casual racism, has a faux-leftist rehabilitation stance while treating you as a monster if you push back against sexual harrassment, deffo written for straight guys while also being preachy
Juniper's pretty damn good at art and game design shit, been real lovely watching DQ&D take form, check it out
Dredge Quick and Drown is a project written as a joke attempt at recreating the OSR from first principles. It has unsprisingly failed to do that but I'm very happy with whats come out of it. Enjoy Design Diary #1: covering stats, checks, skills. and equipment.
thegardenbelow.blot.im/dq-d-design-...
I repost this in the hope that this is how people find out
I wrote a game in ~8 hours. It's not fun, but it exists.
Experience being a young person in the alt-right pipeline, and what it's like getting out of it.
Content warnings listed on the page.
ambynavy.itch.io/black-ice
Reading Tanith Lee and Michael Moorcock while I fly into the UK, *deeply* fucked up that I've only just started reading the both of them given how much their shit rocks.
Paging through O/U as we speak, trying to find the dook's most cancellable offense
Buy HyperMall - 5e compatible, winner of the Dorpo Award for Best RPG, designed for found family mercenary stories, Ghibli-inspired anime setting, you play as cute gay animal people just trying to get by, if you don't like that it also has an undercurrent of Christian puritanism, wait come back
It's a pretty awesome thing to have: I was giving my students a lecture on why Kissinger was a rat bastard, checked my phone after class and had twenty million messages going "Kissinger's dead."
disney says it's okay to make videos of mickey fucking dracula
I only play the most normal and hinged TTRPGs
Been watching the debate devolve into weather the grinch has a cloaca and I feel insane (but also: I am glad absolutely nobody's tried to argue that Benedict Cumbergrinch is fuckable)
every single goddamn time i see somebody mention N. K. Jemisin i think about her criticizing the story and then tweeting βwell I didnβt read it butβ
I Sexually Identify as an Attack Helicopter wasn't actually that intense. A lot of the "queer community" pilloried a trans woman and ran her out of society entirely and buried her literary future because they felt like it and they could taste blood in the water, and that's how all this works.
I have written a new blog about what an OSR is. I am told there is a lot of discourse about this, but am confident that this should settle the matter once and for all.
thegardenbelow.blot.im/what-is-an-osr
Another big style test, this time a double spread at the actual dispatch size of the publication. Trying to thread a needle on collage style and legibility. Could still do with a little more of that overwhelming full text claustrophobia some of the best mothership zines have though...
#over/under
black and white portrait of triangular robotic head
black and white portrait of a man with a heavily damage left side of his head.
black and white portrait of robotic eye hanging from wires and tubes.
black and white portrait of woman with big eyes and swooping hair
Over the course of the month I drew a portrait or 2(hundred) in #over/under and called them π©ΈHEADSHOTSπ©Έ
And @sean.tuesdayknightgames.com said he might put them in the Mothership app so now you can all apply gentle pressure to that situation too! lol
drive.google.com/drive/folder...
Turns out, I got one last post in me about #over/under- kind of, anyhow. Moreso about its impact on me as a person, absolutely none of which I expected going into the game.
We've hit the end of #over/under, so here's blog post #10- cried a bit and I'm sleep deprived, but here it goes.
It's genuinely baffling; literally everything and anything ranging from the "horse" incident I showed you earlier to the stuff at the bars to all of the gambling or the old man yaoi or the clusterfuck of lesbian drama or the conclave is all just. It's surreal. Especially now that it's almost over.
Posting a bit of @d20plusmodifier.bsky.social's art of my silly little guy that he did for #over/under, once again: big ups to him, thanks for betting on me due to your cat's gambling addiction π«‘
Blog Post #9 for #over/under, less sad girl stuff, more "here're the websites and other things people put together for the game, along with some other blogs about the whole game."
We're on the final full day of #over/under and. There just isn't enough time to do everything. Which is weighing on me in a slightly existential way but we ball.
In which I write about how #over/under has *a lot* of information games flying around- and how it lead to the game having its own corrupted blood incident.
Turns out #over/under is still doing horrific things to my brain, got another post about it despite consistently thinking I'm done till the end (turns out: I'm grieving it, fuck).
That was literally a case of me trying to make fetch happen, and by god it delights me endlessly that I made fetch happen.