I have a new game out!
The Prophet’s Path is a short worldbuilding game for one or more players.
In this game, you and perhaps some others will narrate the slow, drawn-out death of a single person.
He will die of the elements, chased on by the forces of your world, watched over by the stars. You and perhaps some others will take on the role of each of these in turn, drawing cards and building his path, the final journey of one who has seen what will come after his death.
You will need a deck of tarot cards and a place to put them down.
Pen and paper for notes.
About three hours playtime, depending on your table.
The end product of this game is a set of constellations that have presided over the death of your prophet.
They make a good unique zodiac for your world but could also serve as a pantheon of gods, a cartel of megacorporations, distant alien alliances, anything your heart desires and your imagination can serve!
Like all of my games the Prophet’s Path is free to download and fun to play! If you give it a try I would love to hear your thoughts any time!
https://astercrash.itch.io/the-prophets-path
sliversoakley4:
this used to be the oldest bar in texas until they built an older one
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theconcealedweapon:
A teenager cannot get reconstructive surgery. But a parent can circumcise a baby.
A teenager cannot get body modifications. But a parent can pierce a baby’s ears.
A teenager (or even a 20 year old) cannot buy cigarettes. But a parent can smoke in places where their toddler is forced to be.
What a teenager chooses is met with stricter scrutiny than what’s forced on a very young child.
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nealashitposts:
I cant go to my local libary anymore because last year when I stopped by a librarian was reading a book I wrote under a pen name years ago. This book sold under 10k copies and I’ve literally only heard people talk about this book online *if* I went looking for it so I went up to them and tried to start a conversation like “oh hey I’ve heard of that book is it good?” Like hoping for some real feedback and she goes “yeah I love reading things by queer writers” and in a moment of terror I was like “oh but- hold on, I thought the author was some old hetero white guy?!” A thing I thought because I used my own dead grandpa’s picture for the author pic because grandpa never had internet. I fake looked it up and was like “yeah if he was queer its not public?” And without looking up this absolute unit goes “oh the author bio is obviously fake. I’d bet my left leg the author is a west coast millennial non-binary queer who has never lived on the east coast.” And then proceeded to rattle off a dozen linguistic flourishes that are specfic to the pacific northwest that are in the book and several that are nearly ubiquitous in the state where I said my pen name lives that are somehow completely absent from the book.
So you know. Got read for fifth and didn’t even find out if she liked it.
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concubine-hypergreen:
once, someone asked me what i thought of an enormous pile of dead saints and i said “sucks to suck” because i was a child
but on reflection, it does kind of suck to suck
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whiteshakira:
1 time i watched this youtube video called “every time a person of color has had a line in the harry potter movies” & it was only like 10 minutes long but also the “person of color” with by far the most lines was this shrunken head with a jamaican accent
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riseofthecommonwoodpile:
a lot of people don’t tell you this when you’re starting to remodel your own home but occasionally under the floorboards you’ll find the entrance to an unimaginably sprawling and vast complex of underground lakes connected to each other through intricate networks of tunnels where suburbanite mermaids have set up mermaid strip malls with mermaid verizon, mermaid driving school, the mermaid liquor store, and so on. and many people will think this is a plumbing issue, but it’s actually a zoning problem
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beesmygod:
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lmfao i am too old to be reading posts from people sincerely pissed off that their art keeps getting comparisons to one of the modern masters of illustration. oh poor baby. that must be so hard
“i hate when people compare me to other artists” your audience likely lacks the vocabulary to articulate what those similarities are and why they resonate with the art bc arts education has been in the toilet for 60 years. they are complimenting you using language available to them under a framework unique to their personal experiences. what you want is a collection of dolls with a pull string you can use to elicit specific praises.
you gotta have some grace lol
its been long enough now i can say the artist who the person who spurred this post was freaking out over being compared to was yoshitaka amano. can you imagine lmfao
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