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I love licensed Super Nintendo games because they'll do jaw-dropping stuff from the level of pure technical craft – just straight making that hardware architecture do things it fundamentally was not meant to do, and elegantly to boot – in service to the most tedious dogshit gameplay imaginable.

From Stone Shall Bleed [ kumada1.itch.io/stone-shall-... ]; presented without comment.

Even ostensibly pro-porn folks often talk like it's the presence of NARRATIVE that makes porn an art form, as though the erotic must be justified in order to elevate it from the mere mechanical production of arousal, and it always makes me feel like maybe we're not quite as "pro" as we think we are.

Story-driven roguelike where you actually resolve the central problem with no contrived shooting-our-own-themes-in-the-foot excuse for why you just keep iterating on it forever after the credits roll, and any runs after that are framed as PTSD dreams about all the shit the protagonist went through.

I tend to bring up obscure Vertigo comics and shit whenever the topic of superhero "deconstruction" arises not as a gotcha, but because if your stuff fails to rise even to the level of self-directed criticism that fucking DC Comics is willing to put their name to, you need to rethink your premises.

If there's one thing seeing people on certain platforms articulate their gender presentation goals has amply illustrated, it's that there are no gender boundaries on aspiring to be a Fancy Little Lad.

Honestly, I can't blame the "Something Positive" guy – if I somehow ended up as the lead writer and artist on Popeye, I would absolutely do a year-long storyline prominently featuring a character who hasn't appeared in the strip since fucking 1935, because at that point who's going to stop me?

When playtesting "The Clockwork City", one of Eat God's included scenarios, a playtester pointed out that one of the randomly encountered NPCs makes reference a specific type of item for which the playset contains no worked examples. Whoops! Here are three that will appear in the next revision.

Something a lot of modern productions forget is that every silly puppet ensemble or funny cartoon animal gang needs one (1) character whose role is to experience the Horrors.

It's fun discovering exactly why discount home goods are so cheap. I have a bathroom scale that resets to factory defaults whenever it goes into sleep mode, which wouldn't be a problem, except by default it displays your weight in stone. I have to manually switch it to a real unit every single time.

The "we're a diverse company, Susan from accounting is a goth" thing doesn't even hit as a meme for me. I've done corporate IT, and many sites WILL in fact cite the fact that they don't make the desk jockeys remove their nasal piercings during work hours as proof of their commitment to diversity.

It's hard for me to give Void Stranger a fair shake because the 1st route felt like a 200-level tutorial to me and basically ruined my engagement with the meta shit because I found the moment-to-moment gameplay so tedious, but also I 100% understand why they didn't open with the 2nd route's puzzles.

In spite of the very different tone, I strongly suspect anyone who's into "Eat God" would also get a kick out of this one.

There are so many kinks your average person would never clock in spite of being clearly sexual in nature because they sound like nothing unless you have some fairly specialised terminology to work with. Oh, you're sexually obsessed with penises, how original – BUT. It's in a *very specific way*.

To write in the classic high fantasy mould, you need not be hung up on food specifically, but there must be SOME very mundane thing you're sincerely interested in and prepared to describe in excruciating detail every time it comes up. Clothing. Furniture. Architecture. It doesn't work without it.

Kink scene rescheduled because halfway through me explaining the scenario my dom asked a clarifying question that uncovered a howling logical inconsistency and we ended up spending the next three hours workshopping the worldbuilding.

Werewolf porn, except it accurately reflects the fact that humans have absurdly large penises relative to overall body mass compared to most other large mammals, so even though the protagonist's werewolf form is like eight feet tall, their dick is actually smaller than when they're human.

I try not to meme on people I don't know, but sometimes they're just straight handing you setups. I once saw a theatre kid accuse another theatre kid's interest in theatre of being performative.

I've regularly done stuff that warrants adjectives like "daft" and "senseless", but some day I hope to rise as high as "harebrained" – or even, in my most fanciful flights of ambition, "preposterous".

No, please, self-labelled "leftie" who thinks the political spectrum is explicable in terms of physical differences in brain structure, explain to me what's wrong with anime. I'm keen to learn.