Well, here goes nothing.
The name is PPQ Purple, PPQ for short. Purple to my friends, of which there are none these days and the creepy space box that hangs out in low orbit over your house to a certain someone. You know what you did...
Anyway, I've been plying this roleplaying trade since before this century. And yes, I am that old. And no, I ain't telling. There is a surprising overlap between ladies and purple space boxes when it comes to questions you shouldn't ask. All you need to know is that between than and now I've had some wild rides as well as my share of flops. Sadly, that all ended back in the single digit 2010's when all my internet friends turned to D&D and systems and dice and all that other stuff that stifles creativity, murders joy and turns writing into a mechanical wargame.
You see, I dislike systems. And I dislike D&D and its clones even more. I have no hatred for anyone who enjoys them. More power to them. And I think they work good for video games and such. But in the wild like this they just don't scratch the itch. I enjoy writing stories and creating complex intelligent characters that feel human and complete. Characters that grow and deepen and have plot lines and a life of their own. Not just soulless single dimension stat blocks whose progression is locked in from their inception.
Well at least I did back in the day. It's been a decade since I did anything like that and this is my attempt to get back on the horse and recapture some of the joy I had in those golden years of my life.
In terms of preference I am down for anything. Although my favorite genre are nation building games. The sort where you create a country and run it through the eyes of your characters to explore complex themes. But I needn't tell you about those as you seem to have a whole section dedicated to them.
Anyway, enough about me. Now it's time to see if this old piece of space hulk still has what it takes or if I am too old for this stuff.
The name is PPQ Purple, PPQ for short. Purple to my friends, of which there are none these days and the creepy space box that hangs out in low orbit over your house to a certain someone. You know what you did...
Anyway, I've been plying this roleplaying trade since before this century. And yes, I am that old. And no, I ain't telling. There is a surprising overlap between ladies and purple space boxes when it comes to questions you shouldn't ask. All you need to know is that between than and now I've had some wild rides as well as my share of flops. Sadly, that all ended back in the single digit 2010's when all my internet friends turned to D&D and systems and dice and all that other stuff that stifles creativity, murders joy and turns writing into a mechanical wargame.
You see, I dislike systems. And I dislike D&D and its clones even more. I have no hatred for anyone who enjoys them. More power to them. And I think they work good for video games and such. But in the wild like this they just don't scratch the itch. I enjoy writing stories and creating complex intelligent characters that feel human and complete. Characters that grow and deepen and have plot lines and a life of their own. Not just soulless single dimension stat blocks whose progression is locked in from their inception.
Well at least I did back in the day. It's been a decade since I did anything like that and this is my attempt to get back on the horse and recapture some of the joy I had in those golden years of my life.
In terms of preference I am down for anything. Although my favorite genre are nation building games. The sort where you create a country and run it through the eyes of your characters to explore complex themes. But I needn't tell you about those as you seem to have a whole section dedicated to them.
Anyway, enough about me. Now it's time to see if this old piece of space hulk still has what it takes or if I am too old for this stuff.
