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I start the game again. This time, all I want is to enjoy a proper game. No matter how hard I tried other games, I realized that if the tone and manner don’t match, you can’t truly know yourself. So in the end, the only games left are Mörk Borg - Abyss of Hallucinations and Unicorn Meat. I only have the thought that I want to live properly.

The PC's name is Evise. It’s a name chosen by rolling the dice, and although it’s not a name I particularly like, if you think of it as a fake name, it makes you think that the person who gave it to you is frivolous and not a very good person, so it seems fine.

Evise was offered as a sacrifice, as the bride of the rotten beetle, the god of night. To her right lay a ceremonial dagger, to be used when she cleaved her breast open to offer her heart. She cuts through everything with this dagger!

She does not remember who she is. He simply guesses that the name written on the leather prayer necklace hanging around his neck must be his own. While trying to configure the PC, I thought it didn’t make sense. One becomes engulfed in an existential terror, wondering what luck really is. I was prepared for anything. But contrary to my thoughts, my PC could not remember anything.

If you feel pressured by Korean, then you are a foreigner.

I also organized the characters in Lore Forge. I’m also going to organize the contents of the rulebook and only view it locally—would that be okay? I ask a question like a letter in a hopeless glass bottle..

That aside, I think this genre of games called TTRPGs is an incredibly fascinating order. Even by playing games obsessively, you can analyze my unconscious psychological tendencies and patterns. What do you mean by that! This fact is very interesting to a cute, hot Asian girl living in a TTRPG desert. The more you look, the more new it seems.

[ me at the playing game ]

[ I’ll let you know game progress based on my gameplay content ]

" Just as I was starting to wonder how far I had walked, the right lower abdomen, which had just been attacked by a monster, began to hurt. It hurt every time I walked, so I decided to look for a place to rest for a few days. This place feels like a dungeon. It is a place like a stone grave, with a musty, damp smell of earth all around. On the walls here, ivy vines were tangled together, as if they were freezing and multiplying one another. "

" After walking so much my legs ached, I realized that, somehow, I kept going back and forth repeatedly on the same path. As I began to feel confused and irritated, and at the same time worry about the aching stomach, I just collapsed right there. It was the center of a cross-shaped path with roads on all sides. Lying stretched out in a huge stone tomb with no one else inside, I shouted as if trying to let someone know that I was angry. It was an irritated wail "

Write a little more? Alright. In that case, I’ll show you my Hello Kitty.

I’m also a hot and cute Asian girl, so I like Hello Kitty too.

With my Playing Kitty, I can become someone who knows how to have fun!

I recently bought two notebooks. Actually, it’s a notebook cover. A notebook cover more expensive than the notebook itself. I think there is a problem with the world. I want to become a resistance fighter against the world, but the notebook cover was so beautiful. And so, today as well, I become an ideal citizen. Inside the pink notebook cover, about four notebooks are tucked in. After watching YouTube videos, I thought it would be nice to have a notebook where I could introduce my gaming PC and keep track of her whereabouts. And I started making it!

While watching YouTube videos, you can see various people creating notes to introduce their characters by making use of their aptitudes and talents. Some people do cosplay, while others do drawing. I agonized a lot over what I could do for my character. I still haven't found the answer. For now, I cut and pasted together or gathered the things I’ve collected and used over the years (especially paper items), and decorated the inside pages. I feel both excited to see what they will write next and worried. I am not particularly good with my hands.

First, I inserted a tarot card, then next to it, I cut out and pasted a page with a small spider taped down from the 19-year-old diary, onto the character’s business-card-like notebook cover. Below it is a painting of the magnificent appearance of the Peking duck and a book-shaped talisman. (Please don’t mind the little cute pudding.)

The images I have attached depict a woman’s body that differs from the typical sensual and provocative image of women. I had also clipped a photograph of a work by Marina Abramović from Umberto Eco’s book, and it made me curious about the magic circle drawn above the woman’s abdomen, cut out with a knife in that image.

In his naked state, after drinking the honey and wine placed on the table, he breaks the crystal goblet. Then, with a razor blade, he carves a star—also a symbol of communism—into his belly. After that, he strikes his own back with the stick on the table, and then lies down with his back to the cross-shaped ice. At this time, the ice gradually melts because of the heater installed in the ceiling, and the star-shaped scar becomes increasingly severe, “Lips of Thomas” (1974)

Sources_ https://www.artinsight.co.kr/news/view.php?no=50135

It was an interesting time. I thought this “red star” was a vehicle for talking about demonic or magical conventions, but it was telling a story about the state system. I feel a sense of regret. If it had been a wound to the devilishly wonderful woman I imagined, I would have been thrilled and very happy. begin TTRPG, this feeling actually makes me a little afraid.

Every objective fact is read subjectively in my mind and transformed into a game!

Just as I once believed, back when I was in elementary school, that I could get out of the lava-colored asphalt by stepping only on the white paint of a crosswalk, my mind laughs slyly like a Grinch and predestines everything I go through according to its own plan. If this is what the brain does, then I shouldn’t be playing games—I don’t know why I’m acting like this.

Theseus’s boat is a paradox appearing in Greek mythology: a thought experiment about whether an object remains the same even after its original elements have been replaced. This can be summarized as the question, “Even if every part of the ship has been replaced, is the ship still ‘that very ship’?” and, in some cases, it can be extended to the question, “If, while replacing parts of the ship, all the original parts are left in storage, and after replacing them all, the parts gathered in the storage are assembled into a ship, then what is truly the “original ship”?”

I become the protagonist of [ Ghost in the Shell ] and make and do the finger gesture before getting out of bed. Am I going to get hit. Could it be that my game is controlling me. There’s a cockpit in my head, and I wonder if a dog is piloting it. Anyway, because of the star-shaped bloodied wound, I got excited, but when I said to myself, “This is quite a serious problem,” to me.

Let’s go back to the note story. Without thinking much, I clipped a few pictures of the Talisman from a book about the Talisman in my notebook. And then we held the session. In that session, I ended up talking about talismans. At the boundary of this unconscious, what becomes the signifier is the substance that is actually practiced. Whether it was a painting, a video, or a gold coin made of pure gold.