Where gaming skills meet the real world.
I was thirteen years old the first time I got scammed. A guy in Varrock told me he could trim my rune armour. All I had to do was hand it over and wait. I traded him everything I had. He logged out. And just like that, weeks of grinding…
It was a Tuesday night and I was sitting in Discord staring at spreadsheets. Not work spreadsheets. Raid spreadsheets. Forty names deep. Attendance percentages, gear wishlists, role assignments, a loot distribution system with a built-in decay formula that we’d argued about for two weeks before someone finally built it.…