Recent Comments

1/2/19, 3:25 PM
I thank you for your kind words. By count I lost around 75 intimate friends or relatives and hundreds of social encounters to GRID/AIDS... one doesn't recover from those numbers. Last night I googled the friends I had simply lost contact with. Gone. All but 4 are gone. I've come to the point where the memories are starting to preoccupy my mind and writing is becoming a distraction from living in the present. Time to sit back and watch for a while.
Anonymous
1/2/19, 2:29 PM
not much going on here
Anonymous
1/2/19, 12:22 PM
Can't wait for the next chapter. Off to a great start.
Anonymous
1/2/19, 12:21 PM
Can't wait to read more. The story references clothes needing adjustment over time, so I'm assuming there will be some sort of body transformation in future chapters.
Skinhead Wannabe
1/2/19, 12:01 PM
Another fucking good skinhead transformation story. Just the job to get the juices flowing!
Anonymous
1/2/19, 11:46 AM
Great beginning and looking forward to where it leads
drgnawbones@gmail.com
1/2/19, 11:00 AM
Just played through your game. It was very thoughtfully written. I really enjoyed it, especially the paths with the smelly guy featured here.
Anonymous
1/2/19, 10:20 AM
please continue
SwolfPup
1/2/19, 9:21 AM
Go and be well, Stroppy Author. You've done the memories of your friends a service, and through that hopefully found some peace of your own. You’ve also provided an outlet for those of us who need it, and as such provided not just entertainment, but also a service. I know I’m effectively writing this to a stranger, but we also share an odd intimacy, your writing having given my psyche somewhere to “put” difficult feelings and impulses, while also indulging the sheer pleasure of them without shame. As for your guilt, I hope it has faded some through this, attenuated enough to move forward, lighter than before. By my guess I am of the generation that came right after yours. And to you I tell the men I have felt close to in my life who survived and feel guilt for it - I say you survived because we who followed needed you to survive. Those who made it through did so with whatever they could carry of our culture, our fledgling civil rights progress, and most importantly, the spirit and the memory of those who didn’t make it on their backs. You survived and through making that sacrifice, carrying that unbearable load you should have never been asked to bear yet bore anyway, you kept those of us who followed from being orphans, and our culture from being a dead one, advances and joy and uniqueness lost. So, go and be well, Stroppy Author. Find peace. And know that I and countless men who came after you are thankful you survived and are better that you did.
Anonymous
1/2/19, 9:11 AM
I loved your game, especially the "Omega" branch one :)