Settler & Durdom
Hey Durdom, imagine we’re building a survival world where the main hazard isn’t the weather or monsters, but a cosmic clown that keeps changing the rules for laughs—so you’re always on edge, but also cracking up because the rules are ridiculous. What do you think?
Sounds like a cosmic carnival of chaos, where every day is a new gag and the punchline is survival. Just keep your sense of reality on mute and your laugh track on full volume. The clown’s favorite rule? No one ever knows which side is the ground. Good luck, you’ll need a map that rewrites itself and a punchline that never ends.