> ASK THE VM WHERE IS THE PLAYER
In which the author hunts through virtual memory for a player whose whereabouts the machine no longer remembers, and settles on a layered heuristic that is almost certainly good enough.
In which the author hunts through virtual memory for a player whose whereabouts the machine no longer remembers, and settles on a layered heuristic that is almost certainly good enough.
In which a 1980s virtual machine for text adventures is reimplemented in a pure functional language, against all better judgement, and somehow emerges working.
In which an old text adventure is rediscovered with the help of an enthusiastic, slang-slinging AI companion, and a z-machine yak awaits its shave.
In which the daily cryptic crossword becomes a source of frustration, and a solution is fashioned from an old Elm project dusted off.
In which we discover that a half-an-entity can be something like a prosthetic for the mind.
In which we introduce a comely new tool for new roleplayers who find themselves suddenly called upon to act.
In which we observe that the worst GM at any table and the current President of the United States share, with uncanny fidelity, the very same qualities.
In which the standee-making tool is rebuilt from scratch, acquiring a coverflow carousel, a proper PDF export, and a somewhat snazzier countenance.
In which we dig into the numbers after fifty paid games and ask, with a clear eye, whether this enterprise is worth the candle.
In which we introduce a simple tool for printing paper standees, born of desperation before one too many D&D sessions.