Intent. Specifically, Opponent's intent. I'll give a short rundown about how each of those games show opponent intent, and how the player is allowed to react to it. Then I will write my thoughts on why

I don’t think I have ever written anything in retrospect, and the most I’ve done about the following year, is list stuff I’d like to accomplish. I want to give something more meaningful a go. The above

A time traveler enters two cars, one now, one later. Eventually, he'll have to learn to drive them, but for now just knowing will do.

It's been a very long time since I've last worked on my game. The last gamedev post I made is from 9 months ago. It seems I neglected to keep my work log, as it states the last time I worked on my game

My mind in my books, as I feel a darkness settle. I pause into the world, and as if in reply, a gust forces a dance of leaves. I ponder, maybe a moment, as to putting flame to a candle, to enable my study.

I am Mind. The intricate web of consciousness spun across the many of this world. A weave of interconnectedness between lives. When they talk, I grow. When they feel, I feel. When they copulate, I think.

Haven't been active lately. As @techslut sort of vanished into the void that is managing @utopian-io, I lost a bit of interest. And yet, when I ran 2k for the first time this morning, steemit was the first

I've never celebrated thanksgiving, being from a country where that concept doesn't exist. So thank you @carolkean for making me participate. Thank you I'm grateful for @lionne and @techslut for loving

If you checked out the url of my previous post you noticed that it had steampunk cafe in the title. That post just got way too long, so decided to split it in two. Wednesday I started the day by getting

As you probably know if you've seen my post Traveling under a pseudogender, I spent last week in the UK, visiting my mom, who lives in Oxford. In the past I'd come for longer periods of time, which meant

This post is a sort of unfiltered stream of consciousness about raising children in a polyamorous environment. Image source A bit about me I've always been of the child-free persuasion. I sometimes feel

Time for the big reveal! I don't remember either of my grandmothers. Both my grandmothers passed away before I was a year old. Not a very interesting bit of information, I admit. I don't drink coffee.

I've never enjoyed international commutes. They are long, bothersome, crowded and wasteful. But since I've started identifying as gender non-binary, it's worse. Constant reminders During my travel from

Thank you, @didic for nominating me and to @traciyork for coming up with the challenge. This was a lot of effort! I don't remember either of my grandmothers. I don't drink coffee. I won a national Abalone

Let's start with a little experiment. I'll tell you A few things to think about, and then ask you some questions after an image to not spoil it. Think about a chore you need to do. Think about a situation

I'd personally rather take down the patriarchy with a sledgehammer, but butter knives can be useful too. This post contains spoilers, though I hardly feel anyone minds spoilers in a sitcom. Synopsis In

I open my eyes for the first time, with thirty years of memories. You’re here. Head on my chest, eyes still shut, a soft smile on your lips. Your breath smells sweet and musky. Familiar, as though I existed

Through mindfulness, I have identified three different kinds of horniness I experience. Physical This is the feeling when my genitals are screaming for attention, the burning sensation in my groin that

Siren Cake In a small town, nowhere in particular, there lay a corner shop. And from that shop, throughout all day, came out the smells of cake. People came in to have some pie, have a drink, or eat a

Today is a special day. I've been collared by @techslut for a long time now, but at the time it was done there wasn't any build up. It did feel significant, but it wasn't an event. She gave me a collar