#Misprints and rare editions

[mister-a-z-fell]

19 And He looked upon the Other and was couered in confuſion. Thvs ſpake He: ‘I do not vnderſtand. Surely your uery exiſtence requires the ending of this world as was written?’

20 And the Other caſt down his eyes and was ſilent for a time, and the World waited, for thys was once again a Reckoning.

21 For alſo was it written that in the coming of the Lamb was laied out the downfall of the Beaſt.

22 Now the Angel and the Deuil, who had ſtood witneſse to theſe euentes came forth in turn.

23 And the Angel ſaid, ‘Was it not Thy Father’s will that Thy ſacrifice paid and expunged the burthen laied on Man by that the miſdeed of he who was firſt named Adam? And is this Other not alſo a Man, renouncing his ynfernal Father for the ſake of the World?’

24 And the Deuil mayd a ſound like vnto that of one who hath trodden unknowing on a thiſtle, yet muſt needs conceal his preſence.

[yourcoffeeguru]

RARE HARRY POTTER And The Half-Blood Prince 2005 RARE Misprint 1st Australian Edition - Collectible || autradingpost

[elves-and-androids]

I see a lot of people talking about Crowley using his plants as a reframing device for his trauma and negative self-image, but nobody’s talking about Aziraphale doing something similar with his books. He loves rare first editions and bizarre misprints -- books that many people wouldn’t be interested in outside of that niche of collectors. Books that are “incorrect” or “wrong” because they break the mould or go outside of the status quo or breach people’s expectations. 

Because he himself has fallen short of the expectations of his heavenly peers time and time again, and is acutely aware that they think he is “wrong” for being that way.

Perhaps he keeps the bookshop stuffed to the brim with misfit books and is always hunting for more because he sees himself somewhere in them. He likes them for being different and recognizes himself in how they are outcast for being that way. So he chooses to surround himself with them, not only to remind himself that there is no such thing as “perfection” but also to remind himself that it is possible for a misfit to be loved and to belong. It’s like his own little fortress of misfits where he can be comfortable being himself.

[batsforbadones]

creepypasta headcanons (from a slasher blog? more likely than you think)

I know you all didn’t follow me for Creepypasta content but I didn’t want to make a new account, and I need to get some head canons across. also I picked the tumblerest aesthetic image i could find for each one to really channel that energy.

trying to get a feel for them, be easy plz. I haven’t written for them in years.

Based on the fandom perceptions of the creepypastas rather than real lore.

TW: SUBSTANCE ABUSE/ SA/ ED/ SH JEFF THE KILLER

-Mega Mall Goth ass beat. Listens compulsively to Marilyn Manson. Had a third wave sexuality experience when KILL4ME was released. -Addicted to Heroin because he thinks it makes him sexier. Has extreme delusions of grandeur. Believes he’s a new age god that is meant to be worshipped- Essentially believes he’s some form of reincarnated Aphrodite. In actuality its more like the modern day Narcissus, or Dorian Gray, suffering constantly with a news cast image of himself that he just sees getting uglier and uglier -”They never get my fucking smile right. I swear they’re editing it- They’re like, fucking editing it-” -Severe Body Dysmorphia. He can’t perceive his body. He can barely perceive his face when he’s in the process of healing. It’s all lacquer to him- Iridescent. He doesn't view this as a bad thing, but on the rare occasion he can perceive his body, he’s disgusted, and mutilates it in an attempt to repurpose what he views as simply “an unfavorable medium” -Very into body mods. He views his smile this way- further perfecting a craft. He has piercings and the ink and the works- Most shops don't blind twice about his appearance, often applauding the look. -Contrary to his living legend, Jeff was neve able to fully burn off his lids. He tried, and just ended up nuking his lashes. He does find that lack of hair to be appealing, though, and often keeps the rest of his body, save for his head, in a similar shape. A lot of it struggles to grow hair because of the scar tissue anyways. -Never got the chance to grow out of his edgy, 14, and deep phase. Curses compulsively. With every breathe the word Fuck, Bastard, Cunt, Bitch, or some other new fun word will come spilling out. -Chronically straight. like, obsessively straight. Very into the most typical looking women because ‘metal is a mans topic’ (he literally only knows 4 Metallica songs) and if he very much has that ‘they’re too easy to manipulate’ -He’s always chronically chasing women he can’t have.

EYELESS JACK

-Daddy Kink Haver. Proper dominant, educated man. -I think he’d be older. Not Hannibal. This isn't about Hannibal. Jack is more breakable, pliable. He’s demanding and domineering, and he sneers and snaps his teeth like a dog. He bites in bed. He pulls hair. He’s borderline animalistic when he consumes, and yet surgical and steel when he slices. -He doesn’t prepare meals. He eats it raw. He’d find the flavor- the specialty of the meat to be tainted by spices and herbs. He just needs the meat.  -Complex form of OCD. He doesn't need to be clean. He’s not really put together. He’s got a five o’clock shadow, a hoodie that smells like copper, and a bizarre itch in his own kidneys. If he doesn’t remove someone's, he’ll be forced to remove his own- And he only has the left one left.  -Tall. Not wide. Lean. He’s got a cock that drags across the ground. Uncircumcised. And he walks with the tilt to prove it. -And he sweats, and groans, and there’s this sense about him that he’s only living off adrenaline and coke.  -A severe sadist. The kidney eating has little to nothing to do with this. Those are urges in his organs. The choice to get a medical PHD has everything to do with this, though. Watching people writhing on gurneys when they come in for emergency? Gorgeous. Erection driving.  -Also, has a PHD. It’s DOCTOR Eyeless Jack to you. -Goes by Eyeless Jack purely due to a newspaper misprint and a well placed note. He committed an act of enucleation, and instead of the multiple missing kidneys from previous LIVING victims, he’s only known for this? Humans are so weirddddd.

TICCI TOBY

-A lot quieter than he’s made out to be, only really mumbling out things here and there- however, notably, when he’s loud hes l o u d. -The better descriptor of how he behaves would be self harmingly neurotic. Sometimes other harmingly neurotic. Charmingly, neurotic. His neurosis has very little to do with his tourettes. It has everything to do with his mania. He’s always on an upper, and the way he moves proves it. He’s borderline animalistic with his motions. He doesnt walk anywhere, he either bolts or stomps. He finds urges to burn things a little too frequently- -If you both to get close enough without his mask on, you’ll see that he’s actually mumbling--- all the time. It’s almost like a consistent chitter of his teeth. Like a weird, fucked up rattle.  -One of his main tics is pulling his jaw scar. It’s a hook motion, and he yanks down and it leaves the area constantly raw. He would prefer to not speak, but then again, he isn’t really given the option. -He tweets like a bird. “WooHoo~” -A consistent problem with his schizo-affective ass is that he’s subjective to equally grandiose delusions when having episodes. Like Jeff, he often finds himself gagging on the kitchen floor, struggling to cope with the fact that he’s disgustingly mortal. Like, Jeff is- bad- Toby’s consciously bad. It’s like the second he became aware of Slenderman being-- real- any form of humanity drained from him. It’s not like he had a disorder to blame it on anymore. A real dude was just-- making him act like this. It wasn’t in his head, what was he to do against an eldritch horror? -lays... incredible pipe. Insane levels of pipe. He’s hypersexual with the audacity to have a thing for anal. He’s awful. awful. He can go for hours- -But its not like he feels anything. He struggles to feel anything emotionally to begin with- and physically, literally.  -The act of sex is bizarrely calming to him. Rhythmic. It’s like a hypnotic form of self care for him. He can zone out for hours- It’s not like he becomes aware when he’s rubbed his dick raw- or your internal organs.

[modmad]

just saw the thing about the stickers. amazed that, of all the things that could've had a misprint, it's the tiny slap-em-on-a-surface-for-cool-decoration pieces that somehow, despite it being glaringly obvious, got handed the flaw bucket. also amused and 100% in agreement that yes, these stickers are now rare collectibles

good luck sorting everything out, both physical and emotional stuff! this little mistake only benefits us

so talked it over with Jeff (the poor man is CONTRITE over this I genuinely feel bad for him) but yeah it's just, one of those things that has happened and we can't change it at this point ;; sorry folks! Two stickers down, but all the other rewards seem to be perfect and y'all are being so sweet about it. We may very well do another run of stickers (maybe with some new ones if my hand allows) in the future so you can obtain an unblemished version of the Tinker and Melody stickers then, for now I encourage you to fix/and or hoard your. Er. Rare collectible misprint editions!??! Sure <:'D

[samueldays]

On a lighter note, I'm still playing White Wolf's Dark Ages Vampire RPG, and it keeps being very silly.

RPG books are fun in a special way because one very rarely reads them right through, one reads the setting chapter and then goes to character creation and looks up the relevant rules sections as necessary. If not playing a mage, skip the magic section. If not playing a Gangrel, skip the Protean section. And so on. So I keep discovering new and fascinating silliness from reading out of order as it becomes relevant, and expect to be posting about it for a while.

Sometimes it's just bad editing, like the equipment table featuring 5 concealment values of P/C/L/N/T for different items, but the equipment key explaining these only has 4 entries:

P = may be hidden in Pouch (pockets aren't invented yet) C = may be hidden in folds of Clothing L = may be hidden in Long cloak, coat or monk's robes N = may Not be hidden

Or the other bad editing which says that when combat starts, you roll Wits + Initiative to determine your Initiative. How recursive. We have determined that this was a misprint for Wits + Alertness.

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Sometimes it's culturally specific silliness, like in the ecumenical approach they take to vampires repelled by any sign of devout True Faith, not just a crucifix:

Note, therefore, that heretics may have as much Faith as devout Christians. Jews, Moslems and pagans can also have Faith, whether honoring Jehovah, Allah or the Goddess.

I imagine this was written at the height of some hippie Wiccanism fad where "the Goddess" was considered the default deity of pagans by the writer's social circle in the 1990s.

The game is set in 12th century Europe, there's still a bunch of Slavs worshiping Perun and somewhat fewer Norse worshiping Odin, I feel like one of those might have been a better example.

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Sometimes it's the perverse incentives of a combat system where weapons have an accuracy rating that's multiplicative with the character's combat skill.

Quarterstaffs are usually the best weapon IMO, daggers a close second (and more concealable), because those two have the lowest threshold to hit (DC 4 when you roll d10s) and this is a system with small HP values and death spiral penalties for taking damage.

Their base damage is low, but you add your Strength! None of D&D's two-handed bonus, weapon damage is simply Str+1 (Dagger) to Str+6 (Greatsword), and all vampires have innate ability to spend blood to raise their Strength.

Greatswords are also good at DC 5. Medium swords are worse than greatswords at DC 6 to hit but their damage is lower than a greatsword.

Axes are DC 7. Spears are also DC 7 but with less damage. Lances are DC 8 garbage. Lances do extra damage if used from horseback, but that doesn't matter if you're not hitting in the first place!

[bitletsanddrabbles]

BREAKING (fantasy) DEATH CAT NEWS!

Guys

GUYS!

I found THIS on Etsy and yes I've purchased it because NEED!

But this new purchase raises a Very Serious Question!

[jerseygirl127]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Barbie 1998 Holiday Edition.

[artificelux]

Publishing Independently

There are so many upsides to being an independent author/publisher. One is that I get to do things that are a little more outside the norm, like the soundtrack and the design of the hardcover. Another is feeling more connected with the people purchasing a book, as I get to ship them out myself.

But there is one instance where having the resources of a big publisher would have certainly been nice.

You see, after endless scrutiny and poring over designs and trying to make sure I did everything perfectly… a typo slipped through onto the final version of the softcover. You could say it’s a small thing, that it’s hard to notice, but ever since someone mentioned it, I haven’t been able to unsee it. Pretty sure I’ve seen it in my dreams! Haha.

-- Side note: The person who pointed it out was very kind, and said it should in no way diminish what I’d achieved, creating this project on my own. And they still bought a copy, saying “I’ll have the misprint first edition,” like it was a rare trading card or something. Which certainly made me smile at the time, and I’m very appreciative to them for that. --

And yet, that hasn’t stopped me feeling intense shame over the softcover edition ever since. Like I’ve let myself down. Like I shouldn’t even be selling it, even though the interior is the exact same book as the hardcover. And yet, that’s the truth of producing a limited run on my own. I can’t just have it reprinted; not to mention, I don’t know if I could stomach the paper waste of having it reprinted and trashing the initial run.

So, I’m stuck with it. And I have to keep telling myself that’s fine, even though I’m a perfectionist and it’s hard. Because I am proud of what I’ve made. And somehow this mistake made it past multiple sets of eyes and multiple proofs, which is just… human. And if you read the first chapter… well, it actually kinda fits with my main character Tonic and the beginning of her story.

If there’s a second run at some point (fingers crossed), this small error will be corrected. But until then, if you want a misprint edition from the very first run of Color of a Mirror, the softcover edition is for you.

Dan

colorofamirror.net

[flatland-a-2024-translation]

To

The inhabitants of space in general

And H.C. In particular

This work is dedicated

By a humble native of Flatland

In the hope that

Even as he was initiated into the mysteries

Of three dimensions

Having been previously conversant

With only two

So the citizens of that celestial region

May aspire yet higher and higher

To the secrets of four five or even six dimensions

Thereby contributing

To the enlargement of the imagination

And the possible development

Of that most rare and excellent gift of modesty

Among the superior races

Of solid humanity

-

Preface to the Second and Revised Edition, 1884.

By the Original Editor (Also known as Edwin Abbott Abbott)

I am writing this preface for my friend from Flatland, since he has been so mentally devastated by his years spent in prison that he can’t write it himself. Rather than copying his words directly, I am paraphrasing on his behalf so you, my Readers, will understand what he means.

First of all, he wants to thank all of his Readers, both fans and critics, in Spaceland, who’ve enjoyed his book so much that he had to get it reprinted again to meet the demand.

Second of all, also wants to apologize for some errors and misprints in the original edition, though these aren’t actually his fault.

Third of all, he wants to explain a few things that have confused some Readers.

He wanted to respond himself, but he’s not the Square he used to be. The problem is not just that he is a prisoner, it’s that no one believes what he has to say, and do nothing but mock him, and he struggles to tell reality from dream. He’s also an old man now, and his memory is fading. He’s forgotten many of the ideas he learned on his adventure in Spaceland, and the words to describe them.

So he has asked me to reply on his behalf, to explain two points that many confused readers are upset or annoyed by.

The first thing people complain about is that when a Flatlander sees a Line, that means they have to be seeing something that does have Height, not just Width and Length, otherwise it would be invisible from the side. So why doesn’t he admit that his people already exist in Three Dimensions?

I understand that people are going to complain about this, since it’s such an obvious problem, especially to Spacelanders. I must say, I really wasn’t sure how to respond when I first read this comment, because I couldn’t think of any counter argument, but fortunately, my friend was able to answer it in a way that makes sense to me, so I’ll paraphrase his words here for you:

"I admit that what this critic said about us having some height is true, but that doesn’t mean we exist in Three Dimensions the way Spacelanders do. Yes, Flatlanders are Tall as well as Long and Wide, otherwise we would be invisible, but this isn’t something we can measure or recognize on our own – (Remember, I didn’t even know the word “up” before my adventure in Spaceland) -- and you Spacelanders also have a Fourth Dimension you don’t have a name for, that I’ll call ‘Extra-Height’, that you can’t measure or understand on your own either, but that doesn’t mean you’re Fourth Dimensional Beings anymore than I’m a Third Dimensional Being. Even after my adventure, I still can’t measure Height, or “Upwards”, not by seeing it, or even trying to imagine it. But I know it’s there, and I have to rely on pure faith.

Let me try to explain. You can only measure something if it has variation to be measured in the first place. If everyone, and every single thing you see – animals, people, trees, buildings, rocks, even -- is exactly the same Height, then you can’t measure Height, because there’s nothing to compare it to. It’s just the way the world is. Nothing is shorter than anything else, or taller. There’s nothing there to measure. Especially because everything you see is all that you can see. You can’t see above the Height of everything, or below it. It’s just what’s there.

Some Spacelander critics who like to complain too much have suggested we invent a so-called “delicate micrometer” to measure our Height with, but again, that’s impossible for us to do, because we can’t measure Upwards, nor can we compare it to anything else.

When we see a Line from the side, we see something that is Long and Bright, and that’s how we know it’s a Line -- Brightness and Length are both needed for us to understand what we are seeing. If there’s no Brightness, the Line becomes invisible to us, and may as well not exist.

This is why, when I try to explain the concept of Height, or ‘Upwards’ to my fellow Flatlanders, when I try to point out the existence of Height in a Line, the only thing they can see is the Brightness. And when I tell them I mean something else, a different Dimension, they demand I prove that it’s there by measuring it. Which I obviously can’t do, for the reasons I’ve already explained. You can’t measure what has no variation.

It was just yesterday that the Chief Circle – our High Priest, or maybe in your terms better understood as the President or King – came to visit me, the seventh of his yearly visits. And just like the last six times he came to visit me, he asked me the same question: ‘Are you sane yet?’.

And so I tried to explain to him that he was Tall as well as Wide and Long. And you can probably guess his response. ‘You say I am ‘High’, so measure my ‘High-ness’, and then I’ll believe you.’

And how, exactly, am I supposed to do the impossible? I’ve already explained that we can’t measure Height. There was nothing I could do to prove what I said, and we both knew it. So he left the room, just as triumphant as the earlier six visits.

Still confused? Then put yourself in my shoes – imagine a person from the Fourth Dimension decided to visit you, said:

‘Whenever you open your eyes, you see what appears to be a Two Dimensional image, and you understand that these are actually many different Three-Dimensional objects, through shading and light, and because you can reach out and touch them. And you think everything you are seeing is Three-Dimensional, but really, you’re also seeing a Fourth Dimension, and it’s not color, or shadows, or anything like that, but a true, separate Dimension. No, I can’t point it out to you. No, I can’t give you any way of measuring it or seeing it. You’re just gonna have to trust me.’

And how would you respond to someone saying this? Wouldn’t you want him thrown into an asylum too?

Well, that’s what happened to me. I was a Square who tried to convince my countrymen that there was a Third Dimension, and I was locked up, just as you Spacelanders would lock up anyone who tried to tell you there was a Fourth Dimension.

Alas, the family resemblance of ignorance and bigotry runs strong through humanity in all Dimensions! Points, Lines, Squares, Cubes, Extra-Cubes, it doesn’t matter – we are all just as likely to make the same mistakes, believing only what we can see, and refusing to think beyond that.

As your famous Spaceland playwrite, William Shakespeare once said, 'One touch of Nature makes all worlds akin'."

That was the Author’s answer in reply to the first complaint, and it makes sense to me.

As a further note on this point, the Author also wants me to also tell you that in this updated edition of his story, we have added back in some of the extra details of his conversations with the Sphere that we originally left out, because we assumed you, the audience, would find them boring and unnecessary.

So there is his defense against the first point of complaint. I can’t find anything to argue with about it, it seems like a solid defense.

As for the second point of complaint…I wish I could tell you that his response to the criticism was just as well thought out, but I can’t.

It has been objected that he is a woman-hater, and, because many of the people making this complaint are Women themselves, who feel hurt by this, I want to reassure you to the best of my ability that this is not the case, at least as far as I can tell you that without lying.

The unfortunate fact is that the Square who is the Author of this book is not used to thinking in terms of Morality, let alone the ideas of Morality that we in Spaceland have.

If I were to literally transcribe his response to this complaint, I’d be making him look much worse than he really is, because he doesn’t really understand how to articulate his thoughts on this topic, because Flatland (or at least, his country in Flatland) does not have the words to describe it.

((Note from the second editor: I want to emphasize that when the original Editor here says the Author didn’t have the words for Morality, he means that very literally, as you’ll see later, when the Author is narrating for himself. End of editor’s note.))

So, as I am already doing by paraphrasing the his words for you, I will paraphrase again his response to this allegation of misogyny.

It’s my understanding that in the seven years since he was imprisoned, he has changed many of the personal views he expressed in this book, both in regards to Women, as well as the Isosceles and other Lower Classes, such as Irregulars.

His opinion is now much closer to that of the Sphere who visited him, that Straight Lines are in many ways superior to Circles.

But, because he wrote this book from the perspective of a Historian, he aligned himself (maybe too closely) with the general views held by the Higher Classes of Flatland, and, as I’ve since told him, many among us here in Spaceland.

I don’t think I need to tell you that many of our own Historians, who are mostly Men, have generally thought that the lives of Women and other Oppressed People were not worthy of caring or writing about.

The Author also wishes to deny the idea that he is still a supporter of the Circles and Aristocracy. He has had a long time to think since his imprisonment, and while he doesn’t deny that the Circles are very intelligent – otherwise, he says, they wouldn’t have managed to stay in control for so long – he believes that the facts of Flatland speak for themselves.

Revolution cannot always be suppressed by slaughter, and because the Circles themselves tend to be infertile, he believes that Nature Herself has condemned their actions as a failure in the end.

“And this is where,” He said, “I see the laws of Nature working in all worlds. Man thinks he is doing one thing, and he thinks he knows best, but Nature is wise, and cannot be denied. Her end goal is much different, and better, than what Man plans for.”

For the other complaints, the Author begs the readers not to assume that every detail of daily life in Flatland is a mirror of some other detail in Spaceland.

He hopes that his book, taken as a whole, will be educational as well as amusing to Spacelanders who are willing to suspend their disbelief and not immediately cry, “That can’t happen”, or “No, things only work like this”.

The rest of this book, I leave to him, in his original words, now with the small edition of some clarification in his conversations with the Sphere.

((Note from the second editor: If you would like to read the Author’s original words, as transcribed by the original Editor, please look for Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions, online. It is Public Domain and belongs to everyone, so you can read it, or listen to it as an audiobook, completely for free.)

[poshfind]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Barbie RARE MISPRINT 1998 Special Edition Happy Holidays Doll by Mattel NIB.

[swiftracer13]

I'm currently selling one of my 7" Teardrops On My Guitar vinyls on Ebay. It's a misprint, because they forgot the numbering on this one. If you're interested, I'll post the link below.

If you're from a country that I don't have listed to ship to/not listed a shipping price, please ask me here or on Ebay, and I see what I can do/what the shipping would be, if you're interested in buying.

Taylor Swift Teardrops On My Guitar / rare vinyl / numbered edition misprint | eBay

[yourcoffeeguru]

HARRY POTTER And The Half-Blood Prince 2005 RARE Misprint 1st Australian Edition || AUtradingpost - ebay

[collectingbaseballcards]

A COMPILATION OF HILARIOUS BASEBALL CARD PRANKS

⚾ Are you a fan of baseball or collecting baseball cards? Then this video is for you! We're taking a look at some of the most hilarious and creative pranks that have been played on baseball card collectors over the years. Baseball cards have been bringing fans and players together for generations. But alongside the serious hobby of collecting, a lighter side has also emerged. Pranksters have found endlessly funny ways to surprise their fellow collectors and inject some humor into the sport. From careful forgeries to outrageous Photoshop edits, no prank is too elaborate or subtle. Some collectors became masters of deception, replicating authentic-looking fake signatures that fooled even experienced eyes. The reactions upon discovery were priceless. Meanwhile, the rise of digital editing opened a world of possibilities. Players have been transformed into superheroes, given silly accessories, or photobombed by hilarious background images. The ensuing laughter and discussions are memories collectors treasure. Pranksters also take advantage of the rare printing mistakes that can occur. But instead of errors, their misprints contain amusing jokes or references only a few may understand. The mystery keeps collectors on their toes. Some collectors get even more hands-on, physically altering cards in creative ways. Props, costume changes, or new settings transform ordinary players into works of hilarious art. More subtle pranks hide inside jokes or pop culture references for keen viewers to uncover. Careful examination is rewarded with a smile. Manufacturers have even joined in, creating outrageous non-traditional "gag cards" with caricatures, interactions, or oddities no binder could contain. From start to surprising finish, these pranks showcase inventiveness and community spirit. In this video, I'll be sharing some of the most legendary pranks that have left collectors in stitches over the years. From the altered cards that started online buzz to carefully planned inside jokes, we'll explore the lighter side of this beloved hobby. So grab your baseball mitts, pens, and best detective skills as we investigate the long tradition of hilarity among enthusiasts of America's favorite pastime.

[manonamora-if-reviews]

Blade of the Overlord by Nicolás Jaramillo Ortiz

A Single Choice Jam entry.

Entry - IFDB - More by Nicolás

Third time's the charm! This entry is the last Visual Novel submitted to the Single Choice Jam, and quite a visual polished one at that. Starting with a short game trailer, you are introduced to two friends excited by the re-print of cards they used to have when they were kids. Especially the very rare print of the Blade of the Overlord, a highly stylised card in an alien-like font. In three act, the game encapsulates the nostalgia around card games like Magic the Gathering or Pokemon, and all the shenanigans around it - the special editions, misprints, the weird rules on the cards, the seedy players, the hours spent around the table opening packs and playing them, or the rich collectors who will spend thousands on the rare stuff (that was a fun nod at current event, with Post Malone buying an MGT card for $2mil). I liked the different approach the characters have towards the game, with the one who buys into the hype and would spend all their money to get the rare cards; the one who is the opposite, only buying to build up a playing deck; and the one who is realistic about their situation, but still misses owning some specific basic cards from their childhood. The arguments set forwards may affect what choice you pick at the end, both being neither good nor bad - just very realistic. This felt like opening a time capsule and reminiscing about the good and the bad old times...

[briansstarwarstoys]

Discover the Hidden Gems: Rare Vintage Action Figures for Collectors

In the realm of collectibles, there exists a realm of treasures that transcends their material form, triggering nostalgia, passion, and a sense of discovery. Vintage action figures, with their intricate details and storied histories, are more than just toys – they're portals to the past, connecting collectors to cherished moments and the pop culture of their time. This journey through rare vintage action figures is an exploration of the hidden gems that have captured the hearts of collectors worldwide.

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The Quest for Rarity

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