The weather is amazing for February, a nice spring day. Clear sun, nice clouds. Fantastic breeze. Strange. Unsettling. As I drove in a weak theta/alpha/low-beta zone to work today (not thinking about Neurofeedback but instead of RPGs, Zak Sabbath's latest hubbub, and the State of Our Fragile Union) - I heard this show on my local NPR affiliate, which is 88.1 if you're curious. The show On Point with Tom Ashbrook - he of the sexy voice and sort of modestly-leftish politics, I think.
|how I imagine tom ashbrook|
I don't know. I feel like you better learn to do something with your time. The robots are almost here - that's right, I just predicted it. Robots gonna put you out of work, meatbag, and I hope you've monetized your blog and figured out how to drive eyeballs to it, 'cause even our modest service industry about to get destroyed by mindless labor. If you ain't prepared to fix a robot, decorate a robot, re-program a robot, or destroy a robot with a gauss-blade, you're fixing to be out of work in a few years. Time for reinvention!
|Cosplay project accomplish|
1:31 PM Same Day
So, where am I going with this? Oh yeah. When I put out the Space Dungeon DCC funnel generator, I was inspired by Jez's (I don't know if it's +Jez Gordon, but he's pretty terrific) lists on there. The greatest thing about them is, in my opinion, AMBIGUITY. That is, you get 4 weirdos and what they are is going to be determined by you, probably within about 10 minutes of play, maybe after the first 1 or 2 die hilariously. There's no prep, really. There's no feats or builds or other bullshit - hey man, or woman, if that's your game then great but it's not how I play. The game is about what's happening to these hepcats while we are playing, and if 'Nipple Spooner' was your previous profession, then NO WONDER you're trying to be a thief, now.
I modeled my professions on the Space Dungeon lists with some focus on pop culture - things like Star Wars, obv, and old Sierra adventure games, and space movies (I think 'Ice Pirates' was a big influence,obviously). +Jon Marr was wise enough to scrub all the copyright-infringing references I put in there, but you can see 'em if you squint a little. I can't tell you how many times people said "WAIT - ROBOT REPAIRMAN. DOES THAT MEAN HE'S A ROBOT THAT REPAIRS THINGS? OR IS HE A GUY THAT WORKS ON ROBOTS?" I take it back, I think I could, it was probably 15 or so in a couple of months of play.
|This is exactly the feeling I was trying to capture with Space Dungeon.|
What I predict is that within about 10 years, you and me are going to have to come to grips with changes in the workforce. These dead, glassy eyed motherfuckers in Congress are being led by a nutter who is convinced that the old ways are better, and who is hilariously underprepped to handle current sorceries. The funny thing about pop culture memes - The Walking Dead in particular - is that your job is dead already and you just don't know it, yet. You have a zombie job, probably. There are robot cooks that can cook meals, robots that will build cars, robots that will pick strawberries, robots that will teach kids. Aggressive AIs, AI that can make people fabulously wealthy in the spaces between thoughts, AI that can recognize your face on a blurry video. So many things you can lose your job to, now, that I hope you can't wait to (like many of us on G+!) monetize your blog to make tens of dollars every year! I think what we're seeing is a President of The Universe, and a Congress of Zombies, that are fundamentally unready to change the way they think about how shit should be and are cranking down to prevent the flow of humans/human capital so as to sustain the Old Ways that lead to ruin. Maybe we'll get lucky and it won't be all THUNDARR the barbarian (sadly I don't think that thinking about living in a post-apocalypse is sufficient preparation) and I don't even think that the Post-Apockyclipse means that the moon will shatter and there will be ionizing radiation everywhere. It means that technology/sorcery will sneak up and bite you on the ass and change everything about the world.
I don't know where I am going with this. There seemed to be a point in the alpha/theta/low beta state I was in on the ride in to work today. I thought PARALLELS BETWEEN LIFE AND GAMING! POINTS TO BE MADE ABOUT JOB AMBIGUITY/STRESS AND OPPORTUNITY FOR RADICAL GROWTH AND CHANGE! OPPRESSION, CONFLICT, IMMINENT CATASTROPHE.
#joesky content (as if the previous content was not content-laden enough!)
DEPRESSED ROBOT FOOTSOLDIER/WORKER: Init -5; Atk existential depression (special); blaster +1 (2d6) OR crushing grip +1 (1d8); AC 14; HD 1d10;SV Fort +5, Ref -5, Will Variable (1d6-1d4); AL L
|Jonny 8 pauses from senseless murder to consider his position in the proletariat|