That is an extremely WTF definition of “other” but I guess he means D&D is the only RPG?? What an idiot.
That is an extremely WTF definition of “other” but I guess he means D&D is the only RPG?? What an idiot.
Wait, it doesn’t count because BitD is “just a D&D homebrew”? According to whom?
It’s obvious you are an independent author of D&D materials with a desire to contribute to the community.
At the same time, it would be nice if you noted anywhere in the post or especially the title that you are advertising D&D materials for sale. It’s fine if you make money off your creations, but irksome when it’s not clear that it is advertising, and also when any post perpetuates the idea that D&D is the default, or only, system.
I was going to post a lazy “name checks out” but you saved us all
The most beautiful language. Why doesn’t every language have pipes?
Thank you, soldier, for sparing me wasting time on crypto bullshit.
Little tip, since it’s an Electron app, you can reload the view with ctrl-R (cmd-R) on Mac. Saves you a trip to re-open, usually.
Thought this was a D&D article for just a minute
“He” as default hasn’t been the norm for decades. Generic “they” is relatively new (and very old in other ways), but “he/she” and similar constructions have been around going back to the 70s.
“After this brutal belittling, gaslighting, and sexual harassment, you’re gonna have a lot of baggage. And the best way to carry it? The LTT backpack!”
Well, you can just ram them out of the way with your firetruck. Obviously that’s not a great option either, but if the FD does that then any damages are on the robot-taxi company.
Ding ding ding! We have a safe mode of robot transit: trains. See, we know exactly where they will go because they run on rails. Literally.
Observation is one I really enjoyed. Mild puzzling, tension but not really the sort that kills you, and a fun, mind-bending story. Also the title track is just amazing.
I cried that whole bit with the controller feeling like you’re missing an arm. So exact a representation of grief.
But the last scene, where the father simply falls to his knees at his son’s grave. He’s been granted his life back at a price no human parent would ever, ever accept. I cried racking sobs. It was so awful and true.
The choices are always “accept” and “maybe later”