Thinking more about Mech dysphoria today.
Stepping out of your cockpit and stumbling because you don't have the right number of legs.
Blinking your eyes out of sync because you don't have the right number anymore, don't have access to on board cameras the way you're supposed to.
Struggling to grab and pick things up because you have the wrong number of fingers.
Failing to recognize your face in the mirror without layers of armor plating over it.
Feeling like a brain pulled from its body and forced to function independently.
lancerposting about @shadow-of-gehenna
I Had A Breakthrough On My Inventions. So I Get To Say Eureka
no sales for 5 days..
If I were just one degree bolder as a designer and the Eureka: Investigative Urban Fantasy rulebook wasn’t already too big I would implement a rule where your investigator has to go to the bathroom once per 10 or 20 Ticks or else lose Composure or something.
What this would add to the game is something that occasionally separates one investigator at a time from the others thus making them vulnerable, and a plausibly-deniable-through-mechanics excuse for one investigator to separate from the others on purpose in case there’s some secret they have to keep, and it would start to be noticeably weird that certain investigators (like vampires) never use the bathroom; what it would also add to the game is pissing and shitting mechanics.
lending you my energy for a spirit bomb rq
so you mean to tell me (griseogray) that they’re (theater directors) trying to use ai generated ‘art’ (bad) (shit) (just god awful) as the backdrop for our THEATER (arts program) production (creative work) (has several members willing to put in free labor to make this show look good) (free by the way. we’ve volunteered to pay for supplies and all). see i think youre crazy.
me in the coal mine: oh no i lost my canary because it's so dark in here and i can't hear her singing :( i better light a match so i can find my little songbird!