The smell was unbearable. It was a mixture of sweat and piss; the suit forever marked with the fluids of previous captives. His eyes burned but all he could do was feebly rub his forearm around the eyeholes and wince through it. Looking up to the crowd, the weight of pity and doubt fell like…
I’ve always done my own thing at Gen Con. Most board games media/journalists, you know, actually cover the convention. I could have pitched articles to Polygon or IGN, but I didn’t. Back in 2017 or 2018 Geek & Sundry was seeking all kinds of content from the team of freelancers attending the convention. I declined.…
Player Elimination 