Let The Mincing COMMENCE!

From the good guys over at Bounding Into Comickal Books comes this light hearted story about a self-fellating website dedicated to stamping out crimethink (read: anything pro-Christian, pro-West, or pro-anti-cancer,) with a two-bit after-thought of a closet where people who haven’t gotten the memo sometimes they talk about role-playing games finally ripping off the mask and showing the world the hideousness of their souls.

RPG(sic).net Bans Pro God-Emperor Crimethink

Gayer than my band camp experience

Fixed so much in this photo for you, BiC. You’re welcome.

This is not news.  They’ve been doing this to anyone to the left of Che “Shooting Little Girls is Easy, Just Don’t Lead Them As Much” Guevara since forever.  All they’ve done is finally admit to the world that they don’t have room in the echo chamber for people who don’t bow and scrape before their mentally ill moderators.  Openly admittedly mentally ill moderators who brag about their meds and how often they go off them because of HitlerBush then HitlerCongress and now HitlerDrumph.

No one likes RPG.net.  People barely tolerate it for the few clueless souls who wander into the back corner where they talk about RPGs, but normal people recognize that you can find a few fun archived threads if you stay the hell away from the vast mountains of poo-flung by the monkeys that inhabit that strange place.  Like that one moderator who “anonymously” donated five grand to his own crowdfund to hit the over-priced goal of publishing a loli-centered anime high school monster fighting RPG complete with the one thing every loli-centered anime high school monster fighting RPG needs – lots of safe spaces and diversity lectures.  What a doofus.  Wish I could remember his name.

May that site survive to be a thousand years old so that it acts as the internet’s grease trap, collecting the cast-offs, scum, and gross bits of hair that you don’t want fouling up your nice clean sewage plant.  And by sewage plant, I mean Twitter.


About The Alt-Right DM

At long last, a tall cool drink of alt-right water in the midst of a liberal and cuckservative desert. Inspired by the need for soldiers in the Culture War, E. Reagan Wright volunteered to stand up to the forces of progressivism before they complete their takeover of the once energetic, diverse and just plain fun hobby of role-playing games. A lone voice in the digital wilderness preaching to that quiet, right-wing remnant that has languished in the cold for years. E. Reagan Wright loves his Mom, guns, apple pie, football, and calling that lesser game by its rightful name - soccer.
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