Wed, mar-4. On game design, and other worldly affairs.

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 Luna has been out and flying around for a hour today (I woke up and cleaned her cage then napped till about 12). I just put her back in her cage and came down to write a blog.


I don’t think I want to talk about Armageddon today. What will be, will be.


I been thinking about sharing some of the rules I been working on. Though I know I go through spontaneities bouts where I share works in progress and then shutdown for a months at a time. I definitely am still working on it though.


In design terms I have heard the rules set for grim metal bedlam described as a boomer shooter of a Tabletop game. I kinda get that. Quick deaths and  near unlimited movement though it may take too much terrain and it has over watch as well and kind of a cover system.


I think I really like the captan a first mate and squad leader system of star grave. May introduce a captain and corporal as a kind 2nd in command. And those will more detailed stats and are the only units that can use channeling rings or spun sugar.


The other three members of the squad/crew will be grunts they can have equipment but they are more cannon fodder and also your main mode of engagement.


I think of it as a kind of squad based hero-hammer. Where you have two personality’s and several support units. It’s not exactly realistic but does show the dehumanizing nature of the power of the chain of command.


And also allow me to mix and blend my favorite work of art (anything by Yoshihiro Togashi but mainly HXH). That kind of battle manga influence is inescapable for me. That kids playing fort based off of professional wrestling matches but with superpowers is very interesting to me. Something about how innocent aggression can be… and how it blooms into evil.


I want not lose the naive and the childish aspect of warfare. The kind of code name and rehearsed speeches of cheap pageantry. Kind of X-men meets metal gear solid. It,s very distinct in my head but I have not been able to pin it down yet.


Anyways be safe out there friends.


Peace and love.

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