Um… What? Huh? Where am I? I had a dream where I was trying to fit six years of my life in a small car and I ran a blog where I reviewed board games and– And– Oh Lord. It’s true. I’m a blogger! I’m a blogger who is moving! Ugh, my head is throbbing, the room is spinning, and what is this game?! Where did it come from?! What the heck is Faux-Cabulary?! Continue reading
The incense smoke clears, and the sparks die down. You crawl out from your hiding spot behind the blood stone tablet thinking this stupid argument is over. But then you turn right back around and start putting some wards up, because these spiteful witches brought out the Hexen Stix. It’s gonna get messy. Continue reading
In theory, it’s a duel between witches and warlocks, perhaps a battle to the death. In reality, it’s more like a food fight in Hogwarts. With just a handful of spells, a sadistic streak a mile wide, and a little bit of luck you might just survive your first round of Hex-Hex.
So, when you watch any thing Science Fiction, you never question where they get the pens, right? I’m not alone, am I? Where do they get the pens? Or the socks! Or, like, how did the ugly jerky aliens somehow managed to get aboard, right? No one likes them! When we look to the future, we like to pretend that somehow every one is a Space Pilot who works right under Janeway and is totally like… Zapf Brannigan levels of important, right? Because blue collar work, while important, just isn’t that glamorous, and no one wants to transport the jerky aliens or the socks or the pens! Unless you’re playing this game. This is Galaxy Trucker.
All characters appearing in this game are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. In the event that you begin to think this article is about Star Trek, place your head between your knees and whisper quietly to yourself again and again:
I must not quote Shatner. I must not quote Shatner. I must not quote Shatner.
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