Latest meanderings, when I think to share them.

Now : Preparing for physical tests, missing the snow, tired all the time.

18/12/2025, 18:40

Oo boy, been a while. Again. I am not used to blogging.

But hei, it's winter now, my favourite season. I have been playing a lot of TTRPGs this year, and I am really enjoying it. I have been refining my craft as a game master, and I can feel the progress since like a few... Oh, more than a few already ? Months ago.

As for the systems, I started with a campaign of Slugblasters, still going strong. I love Slugblasters, although every time I read about another group's antics, I wonder if my set-pieces are gonzo enough, colorful enough. I know it's probably just the Impostor's syndrome talking. But great emotional roleplay has been had, and my players are going through a little bit of a break-up arc, with last session ending on the crew meeting-up again by coincidence ? Sparks will be flying, wish me luck. So far, the longest campaign I have ever run... Although I suppose it technically started as a Wildsea campaign ? That didn't last long.

The Wildsea ! Great system, that I've been wanting to run for so long, and now I have also restarted a new campaign in that one. The ressources mechanic has always jumped out at me as a genius way to have a scarcity/crafting system. Every little ressource in this game is simply a seductive incentive to use your creativity, whispering to just get a little closer, a little deeper into the well of imagination... It's great. Whispers might be the greatest magic system ever designed ? Maybe.

Another Forged in the Dark game (Yes I have a type, bite me), my CAIN campaign is going pretty well. Still winding up, I would say, just started the second Hunt last session. It's such a great system to explore quite emotional and often tragic bite-sized stories from kind of an outsider perspective ? The investigation are easy to make gripping thanks to the context, although for a game that revolves around those mysteries, the tools and tips to write them are... a little lacking, I find. The Tension and Pressure tracks are great ideas though, they do keep the pace moving, and they at least force the Handler to keep the scope of the Hunt in some kind of boundary.

Started a Lancer campaign, this one is a bit of challenge, quite different from what I usually run, but Session 1 went decently well... We'll see if I actually keep it going long term. The squad is going through Solstice Rain so I have the module to support me at the very least. Beyond that would be going into the wild pale yonder... so it might happen, it might not.

Not a gm for this one, but we are reaching the sixth (in-game) month of our 7 Part Pact game ! It might be the game I always look forward to the most every week ? Which says... something about me. I think that system might have been written for my brain. It's messy and genius all at the same time, and I so wish I could play it physically... even more so than my other games. I could write a couple dozen pages about, and I just might... in another self-contained post.

I have been thinking about Shreds and Riffs for the last couple days though, and I think I am back into a headspace where I can make some progress. I've had the last part of the prologue sitting on my desktop unfinished for almost a year now (I just puked a little inside my mouth), and it's just a couple paragraphs away from being done. I hope you'll enjoy it.

22/01/2025, 22:32

I have been having another worm drilling in my brain recently, another story to tell, since reading the Vampire: the Masquerade and Wereworlf: the Apocalypse rulebooks. I have decided to full-hand yank it out, so I will be focusing on that for the foreseeable future.

As part of this process, I have actually gone out to the local forest to do some research. If a pack of Garou were to band together around my town, where would they go ? What would they do ? Where could they find a Caern ? I've been looking to answer those questions and more, and by that process to learn a bit more about where I live, get a better feel of the shape of my town.

It also felt great to go out in the "wilderness" again (Not really such thing around here, the local forest has, let's say, great "amenities"). I had not gone on a full-day hike in months before that, so I was pretty proud to see that I can still keep a decent pace. Great workout, decent whiff of nature, will be doing this regularly.

11/01/2025, 14:40

Good afternoon bog, I'm back. Let's see if I can last this time.

I realize this is kind of a "New year New me" situation, but it's completly accidental. I just got out of my box for the winter vacations, talked to a bunch of people and so now I'm feeling motivated to do stuff again ! I will try to keep the barrel rolling, but we will see.

26/10/2024, 01:27

Four days ago I went to a local meet of fellow lesbians, sapphic women and girlthings, and I met a bunch of lovely people who made me feel immediate kinship. This is a pretty uncommon feeling for me as I rarely get out and meet new people. I barely made any community yet as I just arrived in this city, and this felt like a big step in that endeavour. I had a great time, I felt connection, understanding. Trying to keep hold of those feelings, I quickly planned a follow up evening a week later with some of the others. I usually do this, always trying to build more lasting bonds, often unsuccessfully.

The point is, when I was walking back to my appartment, I felt as if I had an epiphany. I thought : fleeting moments of connection or intimacy are not inherently less valuable. They're not fakes, or illusion. They really happened : for a while, we comforted each other, able to understand each other's worry. We filled recovered our morale, and steeled ourselves to go back out into a draining routine. Or I thought, very proud of myself, of my philosophical chops and emotional maturity or something.

Tonight I'm having one of those nights. I feel lonely, kinda melancholic, and the memory of that evening is not particularly helping. So here I am posting for the first time on that blog, trying to share those emotions somewhere, anywhere, screaming into the void. The self-consciousness is saying "Oh, how self-centered, how annoying you must be to overshare what you feel at strangers that probably don't even exist, I mean, who is looking at this blog ?". Ha. Anyway, I still think what I said above is somewhat true. I did have a good time, and it meant something then. I think that matters. It seems meaningless now only because I am in the mood of switching off my brain and falling asleep clinging to someone elses warmth. But that's not happening. Oh well.

You know, I do feel better now having metaphorically vomited all that messy text on the screen, sooo... Win ? I might do this again. Unfortunately for the world.