Why Isn’t Gaming Taken Seriously?
Wednesday, January 30th, 2008


You see her, and you can’t stop thinking about her. She seems dark and intelligent. You ask her out, and, to your surprise, you find yourself on a date that night. She mentions that she likes butterflies. As the weeks go by, you get to know her better. There are a few things that feel a little off (her dog seems a little bit too human), but you start looking at rings. You invite her to a fancy dinner, and when she steps in, everyone goes quiet. She has a tattoo of a butterfly on her entire face. The butterfly wings go from her lips, out to her cheeks, and right up to her eyebrows. A black body with spindly arms sits down the spine of her nose. You run out the back entrance, and buy a new phone.

Red Recondite is slumber with a plunger.
Note that there are a few old entries, which are short stories I wrote a few years ago.