Some idiot gifted him 80 sheets of graph paper and he considers it 'like gold'
He also
bought 30 dice from a convenience store recently. Real responsible way for a 45 year old destitute hobo to spend what little he has there. and he wonders why he was forced to have a payee
and he's using chatgpt to give him ideas to create games, admits he only understands 10% of what he's told by it but 'realized he could fill in the rest of the 90% of that with his mind' not realizing it makes him sound like a moron
He shows one of these looney games that includes building pollution...that you can get rid of by using clergy...because he thinks clergy were the scientists back in the day and then he just rambles about gibberish in a way that its clear he's assuming everybody knows what he's talking about
He 'looked' and realized theres no books on game design including dice and graph paper. Probably because said books aren't intended for low IQ hobos
He wants more colored blocks, brags about how he's made his own 'game development kit' with scraps and blocks that cost him $100 in materials
He wants to make a game like risk....with graph paper....and without the luck aspect. So not like risk then
I shudder at the absolutely horrifying shitshow of a game lucas would come up with if he got it in his head to learn some basic programming and discovered computerized rng. Though the idea of lucas downloading visual studio onto his shitty laptop and fucking around on google like an indian intern trying to figure out how to do anything beyond hello world is hilarious. I can absolutely see exactly how that would go - lucas would see the drag and drop visual part of it and assume its great and can do most of the shit for him and how clever he is for finding this....spending a day or two building some abomination of a game board on the visual side of things, and then the stupified caveman look that comes over his face when he can't figure out how to make anything actually work cause he didn't realize its not like chatgpt and you can't just tell the program what to do. His attempt at coding anything from google and no doubt chatgpt would no doubt make competent programmers cry tears of blood
He also created a game called sorority chicks which the name alone should raise some eyebrows. Apparently you 'take the blondes and put them into groups of threes, taking the brunettes and putting them into groups of four all the way up to the latinas and grouping them up into groups of eight' and says 'it doesn't really matter why I did that, I didn't do that for any particular reason except to separate them out. and they each have a sister, like the redheads sister the ebonies, so the ebonies and the redheads they're next to each other in the graph and you get an extra point, so you're developing these sororities...clusters of women....which a couple of my friends thought was really cool... cause its a unique kind of gameplay and they liked the topic matter of being sorority chicks' which should also raise some eyebrows cause it shows he absolutely did have some creepy shit going on in his head when he came up with that and knows it, and has enough brains to recognize that everyone else will know it too
That fucking sorority game raises all kinds of red fucking flags. Clusters of women is a new wernological term for damn sure. That shit speaks volumes about the level of crazy and creepiness going on in his swiss cheese brain. Can you imagine the look on an actual college girls face if he explained that game to her? She'd have a death grip on the pepper spray in her purse 5 seconds later
and he supposedly created a new version of cafeteria uprising that is 'magic the gathering meets chess meets advanced squad leader on paper'
His plan is to 'make a book of them and sell the book'