I own a lot of RPGs. I read them, I buy more when I can. I don’t get to play most of them, but I like to collect. And this is an attempt to do something more with them – do some writing, think some thoughts, get some ideas out there. Mostly long-form posts, I do hit and run stuff elsewhere.
Speaking of elsewhere, this is not my only haunt:
Found elsewhere:
- The Ziggurat of Doom: A weird news, random stuff, and pop culture (along with anything else anyone feels like posting) group blog run by myself and several friends. I can be found there posting as The Hierophant, usually about science policy, politics in general, or sci-fi. (RSS)
- Infrequent Ventings: My LiveJournal. You’re probably not going to find much there; it’s primarily friends-locked, since I use it mostly to let people know I’m alive.
- RPGWiki: A wiki I built for use as an online extension of tabletop games. I am not opposed to opening it up to general use, just drop me a line and I’d be more than happy to set you up with an account, contingent on bandwidth availability.
- Google Profile: Mostly included here for nefarious indexing purposes.
For the record: In every game I love, there’s something I can’t stand. In (almost) every game I loathe, there’s something I like. Remember that when I’m calling your favorite game a hideous, festering crapheap.
Unless your favorite game is FATAL. Then you can go to hell. Go to hell and die.
About the Title
Seriously. In any game, any setting, any system, there’s always one guy who’s a lot more dangerous, and is generally extremely squishy. Call him a wizard, call him whatever, but he’s the one that can turn you into an epileptic toad by staring hard. The solution is generally to kill the shit out of him.
