Sometimes it Snows in April

Something I notice is, when men discuss the manosphere, they either centre the reason boys fall down that pipeline on some inner weakness or defectiveness of the boy, ie. "they're just autistic weirdos who want rules for women because they can't get their dick wet," or they centre the reason on women, "feminism had made women too woke, mean and impossible to socialise with."

What I noticed while working is that every single little Tate goblin I had to work with had conservative parents, and I have never once seen that aspect of all this discussed. Boys will reflect the social norms they are raised in within their household. The biggest preventative for manosphere bullshit I saw in the boys I worked with was a dad who isn't a fuckwit and a household that isn't LARPing the 1960s.

Neighbours dog that wont stop barking

YOU WERE BORN A KNIGHT. YOU WILL DIE A KNIGHT.

this is a game where you date knights, and not what you'd expect.

WERE ALMOST 50% FUNDED.

i am an illustrator with psoriatic arthritis. i did the character designs, the animation, the dialogue and the music in this trailer.

i have been working on this game out of pocket for the last 3 years, and encouragement from publishers and players has led us to pursue self funding in order to bring back the team & make development sustainable.

I wanted the birds to look like they were actually in the space so first thing after doing the draft was to do a lighting study

after that I covered the walls in letters in lieu of a projector/vr headset bc i have neither of those :) Then i take a picture of the section of wall and superimpose the lineart over top of it so I can pencil in the lines

et voila

music taste

Terrifying tyrant! Everyone fears him! He has a dungeon and the scorpion pit and gods know what else! No one can stand to look into his eyes for too long! He knows everything! Even your thoughts!

The terrifying tyrant in the actual scenes:

"Oh yeah, they locked me in my own dungeon. But it's fine, these lovely rats bring me food, no hard feelings."

"Why wouldn't I allow her to come unannounced? She brought a pie!"

"Oh dear, it appears I was poisoned. We will now have to call my favourite policeman to come over! What a shame, of course."