There's this impulse I have and it comes and goes whenever I fumble about trying to fit in another ttrpg into my life. It's that game I tell myself and others I want to play where we set it in some kind of technological visual language of the past. An SNES game, an abandoned MMO, the low fidelity lens crossed by crt scanlines. Blur the pixels, feel the warm glow on your face and so on. For me, the impulse is from the digital rpgs where I saw those rudimentary visuals and filled in the abstract with my imagination, plus wonder.
oh fuck i know what i'm missing here and it's the signs of history which leave impressions on the pink mountains.
