a terrible techbro
Today, I was a terrible, awful, no good techbro. He used to be friends with three other people, and they all liked the Bone comic, but time has passed. Things got messy. His name is Jason.
It is 23rd January 2023. DIE RPG has entered my life a few months back, but this is the first time it reaches the table. I already have two tattoos1 of it by this point.
I play another game in February. Another in March. In May. In June, July. I am a ghostwriter, a queer teen with a messianic complex, a depressed jock dad, a shy writer with no more ideas, a terminally ill wealthy woman, a supermodel with no time for her family.
It is 2026. I still haven't stopped playing.