One day I'll probably make a mecha thing. I have no plans, but I can feel the inevitability. I can resist this fate no more than I can resist the sun setting after a day I don't want to see the end of. It is simply a result of gravity
I was going to say "this is me with space opera" then remembered I already made a space opera game, which is the worst way to realize you have been entangled in the threads of fate all along