There are few more dire creatures in the world than the Accountant. Born without souls, these emotionless drones eke out a pitiful existence trying to find a way to impose structure and form upon their formless lives. The arcane rules of accountancy, with its attendant procedures for accounts payable and receivable, petty cash, debits, credits, spreadsheets, balances, and receipts, all provide something to which the cast-off drudges of humanity can cling. They, along with the dread Sociologists and Social Workers, are immune to the greater joys and sorrows of existence–but, as it happens, they are also immune to certain Dark Rituals as well.
Kendra writes and draws the comic, and she does a brilliant job. Then, I (Lusipurr) write these little paragraphs and I fear that they are just a detriment to the whole, being facile and pointless. So, it occurs to me that these little sections could be a place where I say things in an unfettered way–a soapbox, if you will. I think of them as a possibility not only to explore the comic, but also to hold forth in a thoroughly colloquial way, similar to that employed over at Penny Arcade. Should I do this? Would anyone even notice? Would it take away from the from the comic? These are the concerns which, heretofore, have prevented me even broaching the topic. But now it is broached, and there is no going back.
I have heard it bandied around–rumoured, one might say–that I am against all Kickstarter projects. This is not true. I am not against the projects at all–in many cases, I desperately want the intent of the projects to be successful. What I am against is not indie companies being funded, or good games being made–I am against the perpetuation of a system which has no safeguards for the people who employ it. There are lots of fine Kickstarters, I am sure, and when they eventually produce something, some of the people who put money in will be very happy. But there are, daily, more and worse kickstarters coming up and, eventually, a lot of people are going to put money in only to find out, at some later date, that they have been royally had–and there will be no recourse–for the avoidance of which I submit Gambitious for your perusal.