Tessera
Folgen

Jez Gordon

@jezgordon.bsky.social

🇦🇺 RPGs art maps words worlds. Pro GM working with special needs folks. Chaotic Good, possibly Chaotic Stupid. Always learning. Bit o' Tolkien, bit o' Star Wars, bit o’ Alien on the side, mythology, nature, astronomy! Working on www.feralrpg.com

3418 Posts1650 Follower463 Folgt
Jez Gordon@jezgordon.bsky.social · 3d ago

Star Wars thoughts today (yay!). I keep thinking of the name “Star Wars” and how stars can be used as weapons. The Death Star was cool AF but really was more of a Laser Ship or Doom Moon. I keep thinking of what a real Death Star would be, like a weaponised Black Hole, or… ⅛

Dr Rob@robheighton.bsky.social · last wk.

Going to open up a chippy called The Chip of Theseus. Every week I replace one item on the menu with something slightly different – halloumi bites for mozzarella bites, etc. – until you're not sure whether we really still serve the same food we did last year

Jez Gordon@jezgordon.bsky.social · 3w ago

Ever take a Rivendell Day? Where you go fuck it, up stumps, ditch the planet and go get high with the elves for a spell, noodle on a lute and fall asleep by the fire? Wake up with all your wounds healed, get your sword reforged, stock up on ancient wisdom then get back to it? Want a Rivendell Day.

Jez Gordon@jezgordon.bsky.social · 3w ago

Currently reliving the guilt of playing a game of Talisman with a shiny brand new player and letting them get to one square of the Valley of Fire before casting Acquisition on them and steal their Talisman. They never played again. Still haunted, seventeen years and counting…

Bild
Widow's Bay DSA@gonebabygone.bsky.social · 2mo ago

RFK says I’ll never write a poem but check this out There once was an old man named Kennedy Who had the most unsettling energy He worked out in jeans While he ate raccoon spleens And had a brainworm as a frenemy

Tom Cox@dj-acid-reflux.bsky.social · 2mo ago

Yes it could be argued that keeping up with world events is important but alternatively can I interest you in hugging an ancient mossy boulder that looks like a face and quietly listening while it tells you stories from centuries cloaked in mist.

A lovely mossy boulder with a face. I walked past this venerable stone gentleman on Dartmoor when I was beginning to write my first novel, Villager, and it whispered all 104,000 words of the book to me. So now I have to pay it all of my royalties. Unfortunately my ex-publisher stopped paying me royalties last year. Understandable, the boulder was not happy. But now I have a new publisher and the book has been republished. So remember if you purchase a copy you will be helping a boulder to eat, pay the rent on his riverside moss garden, and feed his boulder family.