This sounds poorly conceived. It’s not interesting, just tedious and it opens wounds that haven’t even begun to heal.
You spent four years on this? No self-reflection about your audience, or what they would want to play?
Look, the sunk-cost fallacy is a thing. Don’t over-invest in this.
We have the best board games, because of jail.
I apologize for not meeting your preferences.
Just for you, I looked up their rules.
No, looks legit. That first joker says you can make straights and flushes with just four cards.
I mean, I of all people won Time Magazine’s Person of the Year award in 2006, and I just forgot about it until this post reminded me. It’s that insignificant, it literally does not matter.
AHAHAHA
CAUSE THEIR MARRIAGE IS A GODDAMN FAILURE AND THEY HATE EACH OTHER
Fuck this boomer-ass humor.
Love your goddamn spouse with your whole chest or get a divorce and stop fucking about.
Human beings live for 700,000 hours, and you’re gonna spend some of them chained to someone you can’t bear to be around? Fuck that, go find someone who can’t resist you.
This is because you’ve accepted a meeting that happens at a location not in the building; for example, someone else’s PTO reminder that they’ve invited you to. Decline that invitation, and you’re fine.
I’m an author of two books, and whenever someone asks me for a copy (or even says they want to read it), I straight-up hand them a free ebook. I just want people to read me.
I usually spend my time in MahjongDS, played through Delta on my phone. However, despite it being a really good mahjong game, it’s in Japanese only.
Honestly, that one’s pretty good. Three in the back seat and one in the passenger seat and they all get to play locally-networked riichi on long road trips.
Sorry, driver, no room for a fifth.
(Source: once landed daisangen while riding bitch)
We saw The Beths opening for Alvvays last night and it was amazing.
Hokay, so.
I’m on HRT and have been for a decade and change. This is real cool, except how basically every interaction with cisgenderedists gets me misgendered, and a hearty “sir” or a flurry of “he/hims” levied my way. I mean, fuck, I can be standing there in knee-high boots, a leather skirt, and a cropped hoodie and I get misgendered as fuuuck.
“So change shit up, motherfucker.”
I do a phone job and my voice is believably feminine in both English and Japanese, which is cool, but something about my real life existence just reeks of masculinity.
Can’t really do makeup cause the structures responsible for processing my face are damaged. I can tell what emotion I’m making, but I can’t perceive enough of my face to draw well on it. Also since I’ve had two strokes, even if I could, I’d prolly do eyeliner wings like a fuckin’ gridiron player.
I got beautiful wavy blonde hair that goes down past my butt, and though I don’t have the manual dexterity to style that really well with buns and braids and such, I can at least try shit other than the basic nape-of-neck ponytail.
Also I’m flat as your average golf course: maybe two discernible bumps, and that’s fuckin’ it. Also I’m ace as fuck so if they were any bigger I’d get real self-conscious about it.
At least I got a fashion sense that makes Square Enix jealous.
I’m gonna figure shit out that works for me, either that or I’m gonna keep on tolerating the injustices of the bastards who never thought to play with the character creator.
Also I guess they want me to add a photo so here you are.
Apologies for my shitty English. It’s fuckin’ terrible.
Also the fact that every single comment here so far is panning your game should give you pause.
I suppose what you should reflect on is this: most folks have a favorite video game. What type of people are you courting in the hopes that those people say your game is their favorite? I don’t actually even see a core audience for this. A few people will buy it as a curiosity, but I don’t expect people would log more than an hour or two.