I get a call today from the teachers. My eldest needed a new pair of pants; his had acquired a ‘hole.’ So I grumble and go over there, because he probably just had ripped the knee out, or something… but no. This was a full-bore gaping tear that looked for all the world like somebody had thrown an Acid Bolt spell at my boy, but the kid barely rolled well enough to avoid damage – so the GM ruled that his pants at least were now toast. I wish that I had thought to take a picture.
Note: I do not object, per se, to my kids’ school leveling them up. I just wish they had told me first. Aside from everything else, they’re both being home-schooled in rogue classes.
My kids are apparently now old enough to come with me to somebody else’s house and play quietly in the living room while we run a game. I mean, yes, they’re still kids, so you have to check up on them to make sure that they aren’t blowing stuff up or something. But I was able to have my players do pre-game character creation! It was awesome! And a bit of a relief, frankly.
I put something together for it, and so did my wife, and so did at least one of my friends. I don’t have an ‘in’ or anything over there, more’s the pity; and I suppose that it’s reasonable to expect John Wick et. al. to take more than three weeks to assess all the applicants. But it would be nigh-infinitely sweet to get a shot at writing for 7th Sea.
Certainly I’m self-confident – or egotistical – enough to think that I could credibly write for that game line. It’s been a while since I wrote gaming material… and I should rectify that, huh? I mean, there’s an entire set of mental muscles that might need exercising, or simply stretching. Sure, I’ve been writing constantly for the last fifteen years; but it’s different kinds of writing, huh?
Yeah, guess it’s time to get back on that horse. God knows I have enough gaming books to choke a whole herd of ’em.
Found here. Short version: it can be done. And possibly even done in a fashion that isn’t dumb.
Found here. Short version: they were all good reasons, actually. Go figure.
Found here. Short version: man, it’s awesome to do pen-and-paper RPGs these days. You totally should.
Basically, that’s the deal: $40/month, and I start writing game worlds, minus the copyrighted crunchy bits. Patrons will get first look, readers will get to see the stuff later. If that interests you, the donation link is here.
Not the bit about evolution/homosexuality bit – as I understand it, Darwinian theory is a little bit more nuanced than that when addressing the ways that traits that affect the group/pack/tribe can be valuable for the species in general even when they’re personally evolutionary dead ends – but the suggestion that gamers and/or bloggers don’t have the opportunity to breed. I mean, speaking as a gamer… sure, back in the 1980s and 1990s there was a pretty lopsided gender ratio, but I know lots of female gamers these days. It’s been that way for a while: I’m trying (and failing) to remember the last campaign that I was in that didn’t have a minimum of two female players in it, or a female player and a female GM. Heck, my wife’s a GM herself.
Maybe we should update that particular cultural stereotype?