REAL TTRPG designers must wail and thrash in a lightless well for at least nine nights.
There, they must flense ragged strips from their emaciated forms to weave their agonising chrysalis.
Only when they slough free, ascendent, discordant, and harrowing to behold, can they upload a PDF to itch.
There, they must flense ragged strips from their emaciated forms to weave their agonising chrysalis.
Only when they slough free, ascendent, discordant, and harrowing to behold, can they upload a PDF to itch.
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Am I still a designer?
“Why you wasting all your energy trying to jump through hoops? To get a pat on the head? Dogs do that. You’re not a dog, are you?’
(Uh, that actually may be an okay philosophical point about design beyond the jokey reply I began with.)