For a series of movies and tv shows titled ‘Star Wars’, there sure is a shit ton of sand. And I don’t like sand.
I think it’s pretty obvious but I’ll say it anyway, creating a beloved franchise isn’t easy. You have to come up with an idea, build an entire universe to support it, and invest years and years into bringing that universe to life. Now imagine some jackass that you’ve never met getting mad at you for expanding that story in a way he doesn’t agree with. In what fucking universe does that random jackass have any authority over your idea? The Star Wars universe, apparently.
I know I am not breaking any new ground when I say that covid has brought a lot of changes into all of our lives. In my case, I went from working in a building with 200 people, to working alone, in my house under my cat’s judgmental gaze. I used to be able to stroll into the liquor store without fear, now I stroll in wearing a cloth mask like a damn beer ninja. I used to have faith in the relative intelligence of mankind… now, not so much.
Since I posted about my first match of Warhammer 40k a few months ago, I felt it was fitting to do the same for the next tabletop skirmish game that I found myself playing. This turned out to be Star Wars: Legion