He/Him 🇬🇧 - Graphic Designer, Boardgame Enthusiast & TTRPG Adventurer. Exploring the world through games and stories, one roll at a time.
SJ
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Update on the corn. #Corn
'The Amazing Digital Circus' is headed for a milestone opening weekend. After generating more than $6m in Thursday previews, the indie phenomenon is tracking toward a debut that could reshape expectations for creator-driven animated films in theaters.
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Greetings! Hero Forge is always hard at work improving our platform & we're excited to announce that Dark Mode has arrived alongside more great updates! Yup we've joined the dark side & so can you. Just open settings & under the background menu click Dark! It's as easy as flipping a switch. 1/2
But can they roll a nat 20 on a rainy Tuesday in Frosthollow?
They think it’s all over… tell us a story!
SJ
Just watched The Amazing Digital Circus: The Last Act and honestly I had a really fun time with it. No spoilers, but yeah, that was a good watch.
The indie web-animation phenomenon is on track for a landmark theatrical debut after strong presales, despite reports of an online leak.
My Christmas gift from my wife was tickets to @dropout.tv Improv Live tonight. Absolutely hilarious show from start to finish. Somehow the biggest pop of the night came from a romaine lettuce pun.
Brambletrek : 1 : The Adventure of Thistle Quickpaw
Prologue The village of Brambletrek lies deep in Hyhill Forest, tucked beneath roots, brambles, and branches thick enough to hide most of the sky. The Gnawborn have lived there for generations, safe in their burrows and winding paths, with old…
Vaesen : The Price of Power : 03
Far beneath Uppsala Asylum, where the storm could no longer be seen and yet still seemed to press down through the stone, the hidden laboratory waited in darkness. The room beyond the concealed door was broader than the others, though no less crowded with the…
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Prologue The village of Brambletrek lies deep in Hyhill Forest, tucked beneath roots, brambles, and branches thick enough to hide most of the sky. The Gnawborn have lived there for generations, safe in their burrows and winding paths, with old rules to guide them and older stories to keep them careful. Thistle Quickpaw was never very good at being careful.
Far beneath Uppsala Asylum, where the storm could no longer be seen and yet still seemed to press down through the stone, the hidden laboratory waited in darkness. The room beyond the concealed door was broader than the others, though no less crowded with the apparatus of cruelty. Glassware gleamed in the lantern light. Coils of tubing ran between jars and burners, and the air carried the mingled smells of spirits, old blood, and scorched chemicals.
