1) Submission Deadlines: You get a medal if your game is submitted in a week, in two weeks, in a month, or in a year.
There's no way I'm going to have a game together in a week, not when I'm supposed to be kicking High Programmer into shape this month. (Ah, High Programmer. Six weeks to write a 200-page book from scratch that redefines the nature of PARANOIA is... [message redacted]). A month for an initial draft seems plausible. So, initial idea in a week, vague structure in two, draft in a month. Deadly.
2) Ingredients: Intrigue, Fleur de Lis, Dividers, Seabird, Star
You don't have to use any of the ingredients, although you're supposed to aim to include at least two or three. Intrigue isn't appealing to me right now, not with most of my head in PARANOIA. Fleur de Lis is too specific. Dividers is interesting, but drags me to either Masonry or navigation at sea. Star is a step on a road that leads to rewriting Polaris or something equally undesirable.
Seabird is very evocative. I'm wondering about an Earthsea-esque game, possibly with shades of Yohohama Shopping Trip. At the same time, do I want to write a game where "sitting around on boats feeling the peaceful transience of life" is the orc and the pie?
3) Special Distinctions. Get a medal for
- Game playable via internet or cellphone
- Game submitted as audio or visual file
- Game is less than 4 pages
- Game is for three players
- Game is the prettiest
- Game requires a custom object
- Game reimagines an older game chef design
- Game about sports
- Game is a board game
- Co-write a game
- Game is set in 2001
- Game involves zombies
Ironically, I'd have been all over some of these in other moods. Half my games are board games at heart anyway, three players is a lovely number, and hey, zombies. I think I'll skip most of these achievements, though, at least initially.
Basically, so far my thoughts are 'seabirds are nice.'
Actually, my thought is of a drowned world. Fishermen sail over the ruins of ancient cities, and sometimes draw up strange things in their nets, but there is no meaning left here, only the cry of the gulls. And I don't know what that means.