So my latest Escapist piece is up; it's the story of a tragic love affair a group of enormously devoted fans had with a game they couldn't let go of (sob). More interestingly, though, it's a story of open-source gaming in practice, and how the kind of fanatics who love a story enough to make it their own are also the kind who will probably completely ruin it for everyone else. I'm talking about Final Fantasy roleplayers, some of the most puzzling and intense people I've ever met. It's so odd that any description I could give doesn't really suffice; my best recommendation is to just go read it. [The Aeris is fanart -- apparently, decent Aeris fanart does exist! It's by nanami-yuki and I got it here.]
