The Oh Get A Grip bloggers invited me to blog about Dystopias today. I talk about why I love Dystopian Role Play and taking the role of prey: I arrive in the city via computer, spit out by a server rack. It looks deserted. Dystopias always do. But I’m not alone here. I don’t need my scanner to tell me there are others. You know that feeling you get, fine hairs lifting on the back of your neck, a hyper-awareness–as if your skin has thousands of invisible antennae? I have that feeling and know I’m watched. Read More…