I stand here in this desert, completed art in hand but no scanner with which to transfer it to the internet.
There is no role playing here. Only the monsters that pull separate adventurers in order to prey upon their minds till they are numb drones.
This desert is too quiet, too still, where are the dorito crumbs and discarded beverage cans? I can hear no guffawing laughter nor does the wind carry promise of relief from this waste that has overtaken the NerdKingdom.
Sir Jex and I may have to start a colony soon. I'm sure I could help him dig a well that could banish this fell wind and quench the parched ground. Soon, I hope, we'll make a journey into the wastes and find others not unlike ourselves to rebuild the NerdKingdom, maybe even beyond it's former glory.
We've lost Will, Mad Matt, and aDaM to the currents of college, work, and *gasp* relationships. And now Jex and I are moving to a different corner of the NerdKingdom, one as uncharted as the last. But there is always hope.... I hope.
