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Finally finished the final trailer for This Game of Hours (full release this October, probably around Halloween).
It’s a horror TTRPG where folks build their own haunted town, their own mode of horror, all set in three eras of their choosing.
The fascists have it all wrong.
If you want people to forego their empathy, do not ask them to eliminate it.
You have to ask them to invest it in something blameless.
Something irreproachable. Something cute.
Something they would take one look at, regardless of social distance, and say “I would die for himb.”
Because if folks would die for it, they would commit atrocity for it.
You want to create fascists? Make cute shit that exudes coziness, cuddliness, and the unrelenting whims of defense.
So I have to store away my content creation computer and the rest of the home office into storage because my cats see me as an object to territory spray
and all I can think about
are all of the asinine defenses
for these cats that despite me trying to work with them, giving them anti-depressants, Fel-away, and literally everything else
for five years
have made me and only me live in a litter box.
Because they are cute. And it is funny to see me suffer.
The landlord noticed and issued a demand for cleaning under threat of eviction. We are trying to rehome these cats but the wait list is six months.
So now my entire household is in frenzy deep cleaning mode, what remains of my stuff is being removed from the house, barely sleeping and eating, all of us stressed and in a trauma hole because these cats have pissed so badly on my stuff that they have soaked the wood of the floors (despite the repeated cleanings).
But they can’t possibly do any wrong right?
They’re cute. And that is what matters.
Cute is all that matters. Ever.
So this is a long venting post about my life, but I don’t really have other places to vent on the Internet and maybe some of you will find this amusing. This isn’t a bit. All of this is stuff that has me pissed off, awake at 6:38 AM EDT, typing on a porch, ready to cry and scream and fight God.
Life sucks right now.
And I’ve been making so much lemonade out of lemons that I am now the Citrus Deity.
In no particular order:
- our landlord has been super patient with us, but we owe like 3k of back rent and are like this close to being evicted. that’s great.
- i’m unemployed right now, due to a bunch of academic political bullshit and the fact that when it comes to having resilience in the face of bigoted co-workers or passive aggressive office culture who in no uncertain terms let me know that they hope I die, I’m a wet paper towel made of crying
- there’s a whole ass interpersonal drama between me and a long time friend
- i have really bad acid reflux and it hurts like the dickens
- and then there’s the fucking ghost, but we’ll get to her
- i was accidentally a dick to a bunch of my streaming friends because of prior interpersonal drama and it sucked a lot. apologies and understanding is there, but also god damn it, why am i like this?
- every day i wake up and i just continually feel like, wow—there’s no way to get out of this failure spiral is there? I’m 39 going on 40, a PhD dropout in philosophy and theatre, my streaming career is stalling because my headspace is all fucked, my TTRPG development is also stalling because my headspace is fucked and it feels like I’m shouting into a void, i’ve had to do fundraisers just to get our phones back?, so like another fundraiser for rent is just… alado;mal;sdjfalksdjf
- don’t even get me started on the system shit (yes, i’m a system, etc. etc.)
- and then there’s the fucking ghost, the newest addition to Mount Fucklife. I’m so mad, I’m not even like… spooked out or creeped out. This fucking OLD LADY with a creepy fucking distorted face glitches my phone camera and of fucking course the video is corrupted and somebody in the system decided “nope not dealing with this” and deletes it. But it doesn’t actually matter if anyone believes this, the important part here is that last night, my long time partner ends up taking a swing at me in her sleep!?, quickly apologizes, and says she had a dream where an old woman wouldn’t stop yelling at the two of us about how we’re sleeping in the same bed and we’re not married. And my partner got so mad that she had to punch to get out of the dream. I asked her to describe it and lo and fucking behold, oooo spooky, it’s the same old lady.
Ya’ll. I am being haunted by a fucking old lady who is soooooooo upset and can’t update her fucking retrograde ass beliefs about sexual ethics and relationships during everything else. Like for FUCK’S SAKE, lady, READ THE FUCKING ROOM.
I do NOT have time, energy, or the spoons to somehow explain 21st century sexual and relationship ethics, or polyamory, or interracial relationships to a motherfucking old racist biddy ass conservative motherfucking PHANTASM.
YOU SPECTRAL BINT, I HAVE ACID REFLUX. GET ME SOME FUCKING PEPCID AND TUMS AND THEN MAYBE. MAYBE WE WILL FUCKING TALK.
Anyway, unprofessional language and questionable metaphysics aside, if you need an educator or tutor in English, Philosophy, or any other humanities, please reach out and contact me via DM. If you would like to donate, I also have a Ko-Fi (ko-fi.com/strangerpeace). ok i need to get some sleep.
Hi! I’m a disabled and out of work non binary person who, in between applying for work, has been building this. It’s a horror TTRPG where you fight against the forces of time itself as children (and if they survive, adults). It’s called This Game of Hours. Please please watch this video and share it.
This is basically the one thing keeping me going as far as believing I’m creative and what have you. I’m hoping for a full release on itch on Halloween of this year.
If you want to check out the much less visually stimulating alpha 3, here is the link:
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Oh hi everyone! Guess what?
ALPHA 4 is DONE! It is pretty and full of color and art and weird stuff!
Download for free at my Itch.Io HERE.
Thank you everyone for the reblogs and I appreciate all the interest! Feel free to reblog as much as you like.
Hi! I’m a disabled and out of work non binary person who, in between applying for work, has been building this. It’s a horror TTRPG where you fight against the forces of time itself as children (and if they survive, adults). It’s called This Game of Hours. Please please watch this video and share it.
This is basically the one thing keeping me going as far as believing I’m creative and what have you. I’m hoping for a full release on itch on Halloween of this year.
If you want to check out the much less visually stimulating alpha 3, here is the link:
Shared with Dropbox
Thank you!!
why do pigeons like the train station so much. theyre never hanging around the bus station or the airport. why do they like train station
Ok I want to say something controversial
But you are responsible for your own safe spaces. You can block tags, block words, block people.
“But i thought fandom was supposed to be a safe space” —yeah you have to curate it.
Unfortunately one persons’s safe space may be another persons’ trigger. That’s ok. Simply block them, block the tag, block the word etc. They can do the same for you.
Maybe I’m just out of touch, but I’ve been around since the days of “don’t like, don’t read” and that’s a good philosophy. If it squicks you, scroll past. If it causes you anxiety or upset, block! Plenty of people are responsive if you ask them to tag an upsetting trigger. And if they’re dicks about it, block em.
Since different people have different needs, one person’s safe space will be another’s Trauma Central.
I don’t know who said it first, but “I need to be able to express my anger without shame” and “I need to be away from yelling and loud noises” are both valid needs people can have for a safe space that really aren’t compatible with each other.
So are “I need to process my trauma” and “I need to not meet any trauma.”
Or “I want a safe space to tell/read the stories that speak to me” and “those stories are distressing to me.”
Insisting that your needs are the only needs anyone should have is not a safe space, it’s its own act of violence.
You don’t get to make others homeless to make the universe your personal safe space.
It’s my opinion that like if a white supremacist/Nazi is going to be reformed. They need to do so willingly. The only times I’ve heard of successful rehabilitation of fascists is when they made the conscious decision to no longer be one anymore and seek atonement. People who try to like hug and change fascists that don’t want to change are fucking morons
Correct. I was crypto-facist for a few years, and the people trying to hug me didnt change me because at that point I wouldnt have listened. It was only when I started to see the movement for what it was that I was finally able to listen.
I’m not derailing your addition but I’m horrified you’re only 18. When did you become a fasc?
Yeah trust me it *is* horrifying. I’m ashamed of who I was and I think my only atonement is to talk about how damn easy it is to become one when you’re young.
This is gonna be a long post.
For a little bit of background, I am a mixed race person, half brown and half white. I was raised in a Muslim family and am still closeted around them.
I started to have issues with Islam at around 12 or so, when I first started to get the idea that I might be gay. Now I never would have admitted that was my reason. If you had asked me I probably would have said “logic” or something. Because of that I went hard into atheism and atheist circles.
Now people hate to admit this but ex-Muslim spaces are predominantly right wing. Ex-Muslims often see the left as “too tolerant” towards a religion that hurt them. This was the only community I had though, and I read through everything. I was 13.
The other thing that people hate to admit is that, especially when you’re young, being mixed race is so damn hard. If I acted “too white”, following my mother’s German/Austrian traditions, I was accused of hiding my true nature. But if I acted “too brown” I was just another camel jockey. So I hid my “Indian” customs from others and tried passing as white. Especially online.
So I’m not saying this is all youtube’s fault or anything. I was raised to believe that the brown half of my family was lesser and stupid. And with my hatred of Islam, I believed it doubly.
Then came Anita Sarkeesian. I was watching pewdiepie and from there my recommendations were all set. If I’m remembering the pipeline it was pewdiepie - Philip Defranco - Chris Ray Gun (sp?) - Thunderfoot - Sargon - etc. But I was pretty much acquainted with all of the right wing youtube of the day.
Funnily enough, I found her through Thunderfoot. That got me into antifeminism, and more specifically, GamerGate.
I was primarily on the subreddits KIA (Kotaku In Action) and TIA (Tumblr In Action). Both made fun of the SJWs. I kid you not, I would gleefully wait for “Sanity Sunday”, where the people would talk about how feminism is disgusting, cultural appropriation is fake, the wage gap isnt real, etc. I would scroll through this tag for hours.
I got most of my youtube recommendations from those subreddits. This led me from GamerGate to more fascist lines of thinking, such as watching videos about why BLM is a terrorist organization, why all muslims were evil rapists, and why I was fundamentally right to reject my Indian heritage and follow my “correct” heritage.
From here I delved into “race realism”, and I believed it all. I had to. This was the only community I had felt safe in. One of the fash guys even offered to shack me up at his house if my parents kicked me out for being atheist. I was 15.
To say that again, I was 15 and believed that white was right, blue lives matter, “we wuz kangs”, etc. I never would have called myself a fascist or a Nazi. How could I? I used my brown skin as a token, so that people could point to me and say: “See, we aren’t misogynistic and racist! We have this brown girl right here.” But I believed in all the things the Nazis did. I’m not going to pretend I didn’t. I will never pretend I didn’t.
But then something happened. I admitted to myself, and to a few others, that I was gay. And suddenly, the homophobia that I had molded myself in, it didn’t fit right. I happened to, by accident, click on the reddit thread of GamerGhazi, the opposition to GamerGate. And after a long bout of introspection I found out that they were accepting of gay people, that the things I had been experiencing were common, that maybe, just maybe, we didn’t need a white ethnostate.
I don’t want to be dramatic but that accidental click saved my life.
From there it was a road of recovery. I deleted all my old accounts, made new ones, and started to read leftist theory. I found better friends, cut out old people. So now, just about two years later, I’m healing.
I think that’s everything. I probably got some times and dates wrong because I’ve been trying to move on from it. But if you need more info or anything like that, please let me know.
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Reblogging for anyone who’s struggling with being an ex-fascist. Feel free to message me as well, I know how scary it can be.
Reblogging because, if this shows up often enough, maybe it will be someone else’s accidental click
Cosplay commandos are posting nationalist thirst traps to mobilise the SIMPs – but why?
This is the worst but also funny
fucking stupid hideo kojima ass timeline
Ashenheart
Ashenheart is a TTRPG that I helped do some layout and editing for, and I want to shine a spotlight on it.
Firstly, it's got an extremely unique setting. 1940s post-cataclysm adventuring in a world of gods and demons, where hell is an ocean that has flooded out cities, and where people have domesticated giant sea slugs.
Second, it's super easy to learn. The core roll is just a d10 on a chart, modified by a few things you can choose to invoke.
Also, damage advances your character. In the same style as Darkest Dungeon, if you take enough Stress, you can develop new permanent Virtues and and Neuroses that you can invoke on later rolls.
Ashenheart is its designer's first TTRPG, and I'd love to see the community support it. It's a really neat game, and folks taking a risk and making their first game is how we get new ideas in the scene.
As a society, we need to return to plant symbolism, but not the obscure and arbitrary stuff—a lot of plants' meanings were connected to their medicinal properties or other properties. More of that, and include the ecological roles and values too. More plant symbolism where plants "mean" things because they really do literally mean those things
Red poppies came to symbolize remembrance of fallen soldiers and hope for a peaceful future because they flourished in the fields after WW1 due to the disturbance caused by the bombings, which created the perfect environment for an early-successional-stage plant. Do you see what I'm saying
Cedar symbolizes purity which probably has something to do with its insect repelling properties
Plants and suggested meanings:
Dandelion: Resist Annihilation, hope, anarchy, anti-authoritarian
Oak: Strength, protection, providing for others
American Sycamore: Resilience, Survive Extinction, Stay Hydrated
Allegheny Blackberry: Be nice but have boundaries
Osage Orange: Don't make yourself palatable to others
American Pokeweed: Make the best out of a bad situation, Loud Colors
Bradford Pear: The ideal of American suburbia is hostile, false, and will inevitably collapse under its own weight
Kudzu: The danger of limitless growth
Amaranth: Fuck Around, Find Out
Yarrow: healing and courage (because it grows in recently overturned/low nutrient soil which is good for succession and it can be used to clot blood in minor injuries)
Ok I’m fully for Scottish independence. Fuck the Tories. Fuck the English. Free the Scots. And give trans people the respect we deserve.
As you all know. I work at an elementary school. And for Christmas, a bunch of kids got tamagotchis. Well. One girl fucking FORGOT her tamagotchi at school. And I saw it and was like oh fuck. So I took it home for the weekend and now am saddled with the responsibility of keeping it alive until Monday afternoon when I see her again.
Not this damn tamagotchi setting off an alarm at fucking 1am because it "pooped" and I need to press buttons to clean it up 😭 there's NO WAY of turning this thing off. Avielle is lucky I've committed myself to taking care of it this weekend. Next time a kid forgets their tamagotchi at school I'm letting it die idc idc
I’m locking it in the bathroom overnight idc the fact that it keeps going off for no reason is insane whoever invented these needs to go to jail
I can’t clean its poop while it’s asleep so it’s just sleeping in a pile of it’s own shit rn … why is this enjoyable??
This fucking thing is like. Nocturnal. It’s slept ALL DAY like it won’t STOP SLEEPING in a pile of shit and there’s nothing I can do to wake it up which like, that’s fine except it’s going to wake up at night and start beeping at me!!!!! How am I supposed to take care of it when it literally is only awake at night???? I have a morning shift tomorrow I can’t stay up until 3 am to feed this fucking pixel beast!!! But also I swore to myself that I wouldn’t let avielle’s beloved tamagotchi die so I guess this is just my life now
Tamagotchi UPDATE because a lot of people are saying they’re invested in how this plays out.
After, i shit you not, OVER THIRTEEN HOURS of sleep, the tamagotchi finally woke up at 9:18pm, which I was made aware of because it beeped loudly at me. For context, I am at my SECOND job (not the elementary school, the candy shop where I am currently alone working the closing shift on a Saturday night, which is already not fun.) I investigate and finally clean up the two giant shits that have been sitting on screen for the entire thirteen hour nap. However, the poops are quickly replaced by…. A ghost????
You can’t rly see but it was like. The black blob to the side. Clearly a ghost or possibly skull or black jellyfish. When I try to hit any buttons, the tamagotchi shakes its head violently at me, refusing to eat or play. I can’t get the ghost to leave. A customer walks in and I have to hastily stuff the tamagotchi into my pocket. When I take it out of my pocket, the ghost has gone. I press a bunch of buttons at random until I am able to ascertain that this little fuck is 1. STARVING 2. MISERABLE. Which is NOT MY FAULT, seeing as it was asleep for THE ENTIRE WAKING FUCKING DAY and resisted all attempts to engage with it. I press more buttons, and am able to feed it 5 hamburgers and 2 pieces of cake, which fills it up. It is still deeply unhappy. I am currently standing behind the counter of this stupid candy store on the clock jamming buttons in order to entertain this stupid pixelated asshole enough that it becomes sufficiently happy. So that it doesn’t fucking die of boredom or depression or whatever. The game we play is confusing and involves numbers and pressing buttons at random times. The tamagotchi is very explicit with its attempts to show its frustration at me, but right now it’s 9:32pm and I think it’s satisfied. I’ve been walked in on three times. It keeps beeping at me from my pocket. Long story short:
So this tamagotchi is the fucking devil.
11:30pm Saturday night. I’m finally almost done closing the candy store and ready to go home. Since waking up, the tamagotchi has been periodically beeping with an obscene sense of urgency and entitlement, but nothing out of the ordinary. I take a fun mirror selfie (for a later update) with the tamagotchi in the mirror by the front door right before I’m about to leave. I walk away from the mirror.
It fucking shatters.
God fucking help me I am about to lose my shit.
Morning update: a very kind person sent me an ask telling me how to hack a pause on this tamagotchi. They also, in a round abour way, told me how to set the time—the eight year old who owns this tamagotchi had it set to the reverse, so the beastie thought it was 9:30pm instead of am, which explains why it was ONLY AWAKE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT. I fixed it for her so that it actually has a reasonable sleep schedule, woke up the tamagotchi, cleaned it’s 3 festering poops, got rid of the ghost (which someone else informed me means the tamagotchi is sick, probably from the starvation and the poops), fed it a bunch of hamburgers and cake slices, and got it back to full health and happiness. Now I’m gonna use the pause hack to pause this motherfucker. Yaaaay! Time to feed and walk my actual living dog and then go to work and clean up a shattered mirror 🧍🧍🧍
Nothing new to report, I had a long workday so I’m REALLY glad that person gave me the pause hack or it would have died of neglect. To address some of the comments in the notes, 1. yes this kid is worth it I would do it for any of them I love my children even if I fucking hate this tamagotchi 2. @ the person in my notes who said their tamagotchi stressed them so much they destroyed it with a hammer youre my favorite person and that’s hysterical I get it I really do 3. Several people are asking where they can get a tamagotchi and expressing the desire to acquire one and I have to say: if your takeaway from this post is that tamagotchis are fun toys there is something WRONG with you THEY ARE NOT FUN THE MORAL OF THIS POST IS DO NOT GET A TAMAGOTCHI THEY SUCK SO BAD 4. I give this piece of shit back to Avie early tomorrow afternoon thank fucking god I’ve never been more excited to get rid of a thing in my life. Okay that’s all for now thank you for following this journey we are nearing the end. Goodnight from me and atlas and the pixel devil
Yoooooo it evolved into a kind of blobular duck thing !!
THE TAMAGOTCHI HAS BEEN RETURNED TO ITS RIGHTFUL OWNER!!!!
It was honestly worth it, she was so so surprised and happy and at the end of the day, that’s all that matters to me. I would do anything for these kids for real. But I am also beyond thrilled that that hellspawn is out of my hands. What a harrowing year this past weekend has been. This is my final update—I know a lot of people have become invested, and to those people I say thank you for joining me on this journey. I leave you with this.
These things caused SO much havoc when they first got popular in the 90s, kids kept bringing them to school because they would die otherwise and you can imagine how they disrupted class and they were frequently banned. I'm kind of amazed that 20+ years later they haven't changed the programming at all to be less obnoxious.
Hi, local Tamagotchi historian here!
Fun fact: they technically addressed this problem in the mid-2000's with the Tamagotchi Connection line, which is probably the version you're more personally familiar with if you were born in the late 90's like me! (See below)
Unlike its predecessor, you could actually pause the Tamagotchi Connection by holding A and B at the same time instead of using the time-change trick. So, in theory, kids could take their Tamagotchis to school or even leave them at home without the threat of their beloved pet dying, or getting them in trouble for disrupting class, thus solving the problem.
HAHA, JUST KIDDING!
Nobody actually paused their Tamagotchi because pausing meant your character wouldn't grow—they take literally between 24-72 hrs of perpetual runtime to evolve between characters/age stages—and you would be missing out on the core functions of the device if you kept them paused for the duration of school: connecting to other kids' Tamagotchis. Part of the problem was that the first ("baby") stage of the toy lasted exactly 24 hours, and because the toys are incapable of using the connection feature at this stage, kids had an incentive to keep the devices running at all times because otherwise they wouldn't have a device capable of connecting with anyone else at school.
I can tell you, as someone who was 8 years old in 2004, fucking everyone had one of these needy eggs come winter break. FUCKING. EVERYONE. A feature of primary school life back then was hearing a Tamagotchi go off in a backpack during class at least 3-5 times a day, and each time like 10 kids would freeze in terror that the teacher had heard it and would start the routine to expose the one kid who forgot to mute their toy (which is a feature even the old 90's ones had, hold A and C, sorry nobody told you). Whatever the toy situation was in the 90's (I don't know because I was a baby, sorry) I find it absolutely hilarious that the Tamagotchi Connection tried to solve one of the biggest complaints of the original 90's toy, but also managed to make kids never use that solution because it was programmed in such a way that it would mean missing out on a vibrant, ephemeral social phenomenon, which also only increased its word-of-mouth marketing!
best moments in gaming journalism
journalist gets real yakuza members to play yakuza 3 and asks for their opinions on its authenticity
that’s it
highlights:
“What’s with all the fucking gaijin in this area?” “Dude, don’t say that, use gaikokujin, it’s nicer.” “Oh, shit, right. What’s with all the fucking gaikokujin in this area?”
“The breaded pork cutlet bento box is like mega power. More than ramen. That’s accurate.”
all of them start dragging kiryu for his shitty cheap shirt for five minutes
“Shooting people sends a message.” “So does shooting anything.”
(after being told that massage parlors, mahjong, and hostess clubs were cut from the US version) “I feel sorry for the people who bought the American version. SEGA USA sucks.”
S: I don’t know any ex-yakuza running orphanages. K: There was one a few years ago. A good guy. M: You sure it wasn’t just a tax shelter? K: Sure it was a tax shelter but he ran it like a legitimate thing. You know.
“Author’s note: A heated discussion takes place as to whether the game is stereotyping the yakuza, which is resolved when Midoriyama, a now-retired former mid-level faction boss, points out that the stereotypes about the yakuza are more or less correct, with the exception of their alleged prowess in martial arts.“
i’ve seen these quotes a hundred times but never the full article — 200k notes and i’ve never seen someone mention the guy saying “they should let kiryu smoke meth”
Dude this line read is so good
I've watched this literally 20 times and I can't understand a single word this guy is saying
“Sha-lifting! Jee-hawww. DISHgrace!? Gone badasijaearly AGE wherser MAWM?!!”
I'm screaming from this post on a librariam group
i sent this to my mom (she’s a librarian) and she immediately responded with these
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