Just a little guy

you ever just sit and realise u can’t remember 80% of your childhood? like … what happened? who am i ..?

reblogging this because I’ve legit seen people freaking out when they realised they can’t remember some of their childhood, thinking they might have some repressed trauma.

To be fair imagine you just arrived in 2018 from Victorian England and discovered Take On Me, what are you supposed to do, not blast it loud enough for your family to hear it all the way back in 1876?

You ever hear that old chestnut about how most people neglect the part of the story of Icarus where he also had to avoid flying too low, lest the spray of the sea soak his feathers and cause him to fall and drown? You ever think about how different the world would be if Icarus died that way instead? If the idiom was to Fly To Close To The Sea? A warning against playing it far too safe, about not stretching your wings and soaring properly? You ever think about how Icarus died because he was happy?

If I told you I wrote this while thinking about the dangers of being visibly trans vs never trying to transition at all, happiness followed by a bright, burning end, smacking hard against a concrete ocean vs playing it too safe and never flying high, dooming you to a cold, crushing end from drowning, You'd believe me, right?

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(If your first thought upon reading this was "okay, you're just doing a bit, right? Surely you didn't actually have a playtest group who assumed that everything with a labelled slot on the character sheet was fair game and was letting players tag their pronouns for bonuses?": welcome to the world of technical writing.)

I don't think you actually have a playtest group who assumed that. I think, considering who you are and the kind of people you and your game attract, you have a playtest group who argued they could tag their pronouns for bonuses for the love of the game.

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I legitimately did think that was part of the rules, and was the point of having Names and Creed be as detailed as they were. Especially since having more d12 dice to roll wasn't necessarily a good thing with the calamity system. I thought we were encouraged to gamble with our dice total, with the understanding of potential rolls leading even closer to failure, in exchange for "more click clack of my math rocks make brain go buuuur" to put it bluntly.

That might be an interesting dynamic in some other game, but you need to understand that in a game like Eat God, the overwhelming majority of players are not going to be doing that mental calculation – they're simply going to max out their dice pools on every single roll, then wonder why they're constantly drowning in Calamity Points and nobody has any Obstinacy. Indeed, this is exactly what a couple of groups who made this mistake ended up discovering!

you'll get the urge as an artist or a writer to say out loud the things you're worried about "the proportions are off" "kind of out of character" "i'm not good at summaries" "didn't get as much detail as i wanted" "i made a mistake and here's how" and that's the self-conscious part of your brain telling you "it's bad and if you don't tell them you know it's bad then they'll think you're stupid" but you've got to ignore that little voice and pretend you think it's good or else that little voice is going to ruin your life

Autistic girl conditioned through a lifetime of trauma to be deathly afraid of waking people up because what if they're loud and angry and violent: uuhm,...,,., ma'am are you okay, the bus is, around the, corner,,,,,, ,, were you, waiting for thhe bus, ,,, ,

do Not call me Bocchi-coded i will cry because you're 150% correct

idk it's just notable that pearl knew doc's turning was nonconsensual (cleo told pearl and apo this before the rooftop scene) and the first thing she said to him once she saw him again was still "I'm disappointed in you." and then after doc says "he didn't give me a choice," she says "you already made your choice." as fucked up as it is, of course doc would register that as a "wake up call" for him and not definitively callous