No Is a Complete Sentence
You do not owe anyone an explanation of why your answer is no. You do not have to justify your limits or apologize for having them. 'No' is not rude. It is not unkind. It is honest — and it is yours to give freely.
Where in your life does a boundary need honoring?
If I choose to run this as a campaign, I am definitely capping Power Tags and I will try to make things more down-to-earth and serious to fit a traditional cyberPUNK vibe.
But at the end of the day, it was fraggin' awesome anyways, so who gives a hoot?!
And the anti-corpo anarch punk, Johnny Thunderdrums, blew up a boardroom with the power of Raijin's Drumset.
Everything was WILD for a cyberpunk game but even with technical difficulties and little to no prep, everyone had fun.
So yeah, check out Metro:Otherscape and have fun!
The energy drink sponsored Road Warrior drove up the inside groove of a spiral skyscraper and crushed through the roof.
The succubi-cursed Net Explorer cracked open a Cybersecurity firm's super secure Data Obelisk in 10 minutes, EZPZ.
The femboy Disco Ninja suffocated a CEO with his ass on stream.
So, I ran a game of Metro:Otherscape yesterday!
The Power Tag Excess was real, but everyone was having fun for a one-shot, so it was fine.
The Crew Theme was a Collab Crew of illegal streamers, some for raiding military tech and some for being too horny for mainstream platforms...
If the stupid shit mattered - no matter how "stupid" - and being kind of a bitch meant standing by your principles, then the bridges were going to collapse at some point anyway.
There are stronger bridges to better connections waiting.
Genuinely, I wish people would be their weirdest selves and be happy in their own skin. Life is too short for shame.
Also starting to think I should start a religion around being neurodivergent, call that shizz the Brain Trust.
Dear Freaks, Geeks, and favorite Creeps'
You should be weirder!!!!
Life is short, the world is simmering in a crock of BS, so be the Mad Mad caricature of yourself you want to be!
Go outside and make the world your playground!
Sincerely,
Your Best Enabler
what if we were SICK FREAKS who liked looking at GIRLS. but get this, the girls are MAYBE GAY OR SOMETHING. and they FIGHT MONSTERS. and those are METAPHORS FOR OPPRESSION AND/OR SOCIAL PRESSURES. but also, we have BLOOD & GORE. this game sets a target of TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS on KICKSTARTER
A lot of people are too comfortable with blasting memes and TikTok videos in public. People can buy cheap earbuds for less than a large coffee.
I can't even use a public restroom without hearing someone's Bass-Boost Gamer Slur compilation, you did not deserve being stuck on a bus with that noise.
Top 3 Greatest Cover-Ups in World History:
1. [REDACTED]
2. The Henriques Leak
3. The Abduction of Elvis
None of this is real, I'm just doing a bit! I'm just another normal guy living on Earth, so ignore my last posts and don't try to pry into my account.
Just another dude on BlueSky, heehee!
I mean yeah, Robespierre was part of the Order of Reason, but that didn't stop him from purging our guys in his cabinet, start trying to skip the Timetable and going off the deep end!
This is why we need to let the grunts read high-Access Level histories, to avoid outbursts like this!
Alright, who let the PR intern read populist theory?
I swear, nobody in this coalition learned from the French Revolution!
One day, you let the intern at a Paris Starbucks post on the account, then the next he'll be waving his handler's head in tune with La Marseilles!
I don't fault people for just wanting to make a sandwich with Wonder Bread, but there are so many better alternatives with more flavor and texture.
Heck, you can homebrew your own Sourdough Bread and get everyone else to try it out with you!
Anyways, this metaphor is getting too artisanal for me.
Big agree.
Compared to the gameplay and story possibilities of other games, D&D is the Wonder Bread of tabletop games.
It's not exceptional, it certainly has a lot of fluff and filler, but it's what people go to when they don't want to invest more in anything more flavorful or complicated.
Hey, it's all good!
I hope you feel better soon, but until then, take the time to decompress and enjoy your reading!
Cover for LAVENDER JACK VOL. 1 — written and drawn by me, colored by Jenn Manley Lee, published by Webtoon and collected by Dark Horse Comics
Flash and a mechanic he met five seconds ago face down a rampaging machine in a FLASH GORDON strip written, drawn and colored by me, published by King Features Syndicate
A cover I recently did for STARTLING TALES OF SANTA CLAUS, colored by Nick Filardi. It's honestly just included here because I like it
A one-page dada procedural I did for Make a Bad Comic Day (unsuccessful, turns out I can't) entitled MARY KOLACHE, ESQ
#PortfolioDay! I'm Dan Schkade, a comic book writer/artist working in crime, superhero and comedy books. I write and draw the daily FLASH GORDON strip, my 1,000-page mystery series LAVENDER JACK is being collected by Dark Horse, and I'm finally reading BERSERK and it's really good
A drawing of a realistic dog wearing a tie saying; "I need to lock in and prove that I am capable. I need to be taken seriously." While a drawing of a cartoon dog says; "I need to stay silly and whimsical lest I lose the very essence of myself." Perpetrating an endless cycle
Endless cycle
Hey all, Kevin here. Please read.
Putting the TADC finale in theatres isn’t the folks who make the show taking something from you.
I understand the frustration about inevitably seeing spoilers - but that is something all media contends with when it gets popular enough.
They’re not doing that to you. Anyone boycotting is daft.
To anyone who needs to hear this:
Today is the day for you to do the thing you want to do.
Not tomorrow, not a week from now, not "when the time is right".
Do the things that will make you better than you were yesterday. Talk to a stranger, wear something new, say something crazy.
Be Strange.
And yet, it is said that the Elder Brother did not return, as far as we know.
The king died one day.
The kingdom fell sometime later.
The fields grew dry and fallow in the years to come.
But the moral of the King's challenge...
That remains to this day.
In time, the Younger Brother would take the throne.
His rule was filled with strife. He threw armies into bloodshed in war and flaunted the royal treasures as trinkets during peace.
For all of his wealth and power, the Younger Brother feared the Elder Brother would kill him at any moment...
With that, the Father declared that the Younger Brother was most worthy of the throne. Everyone expected the Elder Brother to fit and plot and fester in rage!
But, he did not. He bowed, shook his brother's hand, and returned to his vineyard by the riverside.
When the brothers made their offerings, the Father first tasted the Elder Brother's wine;
"It is good! A bit sour, however."
Then, the Father let the Younger Brother's meat be roasted and prepared by the palace chefs.
"This meat is delicious! It works so well with the sauce from the kitchen!"
The Elder Brother toiled at his grape vats, hoping to brew the best wine worthy of his beloved father. He tested, experimented, and blistered his soles by himself.
The Younger Brother sold his old livestock for quality feed, so that he could plump a single hen to bursting over weeks.
Soon, the day of fate arrived. After feasting on their bounties for years, the old King declared that he would decide his heir from the Son who gave the best bounty.
The Younger Son taunted his elder brother, assured in his offerings.
The Older Brother wished both parties the best luck.
The Younger Son dined well at first, but nearly starved within the first weeks. Only when he found wild cattle and hogs eating his scraps by chance did he start to lure them in and placate them into pens.
His offerings to the Father were scarce at first, but later came as rich cuts of meat.
The Older Son tilled a field by the river for hours, planted his crops, set a wooden shack as his shelter, and foraged from the fields as seasons passed. His offerings to the Father were meager each week.
In time, the Older Son's crops grew and gave bounties of large gourds and berry-laden bushes.