Lottie has gone away for five days to somewhere unfeasibly remote with a clutch of her most intrepid female friends. The immediate result is that I realise she does even more company stuff than I realise. She’s left me a helpful collection of virtual post-its and she’s texting me instructions, but the effect is still […]
Nuka-World. It’s a bit like being an ocean tuna transported to a very nice aquarium. It’s chock-full of specially constructed tuna-tainment, but the coral’s all plastic.
The sky is the colour of television, tuned to a dead channel. The Thames lies swollen with silt, shoes and stolen shopping carts. Someone nicked Alexis’s bike and threw it in a lake.
The Caldecotts have a reputation for serious eccentricity that doesn’t really even approach the truth.
“On summer mornings the hills outside my bedroom window are green with sun and on winter mornings they are white with snow and over all of it is the sound of the laughter of our heirs, and the sound of the wind. The wind rattles the casements and runs into the hills and is gone.”
HP Lovecraft turns 130 on the 20th August 2020! So we’re running a week-long giveaway across Twitter, Facebook and Instagram to celebrate.
Alexis has been busy with setting up modding and Steam Workshop.
This is the season of the Forge of Days – the hottest August day in the UK for the last decade – so here’s something apposite for you.
It is a truth universally acknowledged that a gamer in possession of even a few RPGs, visual novels or Nintendo titles is likely in love with Japan.
Our noble HERO truffles up to the gate of a dark castle, met by the hideous GIANT and his evil WITCH FRIEND on a PURPLE MANY-HEADED BEAST BREATHING FIRE FROM BLOODY MOUTHS.