Deb Fuller
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Deb Fuller
@bigpuffingames.bsky.social
I'm an award-winning game-based learning designer for K-12 education. I also design solo TTRPGs and other analog cozy games for all ages to enjoy through Big Puffin Games. Find my games at:
https://stori-lundi.itch.io
We also had a copy of Moon Rings by @junkfoodgames.bsky.social and Out for Delivery by @pewterbee.bsky.social too!
January 24, 2026 at 9:34 PM
Oh drat. We were only there for a few hours.
January 24, 2026 at 7:42 PM
One guerilla exhibit display coming soon to a NPS near you.
January 23, 2026 at 2:56 PM
Yikes. I can see how this could be really powerful. But knowing American game designers, it will be just another war game.
January 23, 2026 at 2:54 PM
Would absolutely play this.
January 22, 2026 at 11:02 PM
The cast looks great. I am here for Idris Elba in anything. My only complaint is that Cringer needs to be more green.
January 22, 2026 at 3:35 PM
Great! That will distract them for a while.
January 22, 2026 at 3:27 PM
…They might have worked out. It still would have been really weird though.”

“it’s never too late,” James says hopefully.

I pause and shoot Janet a quick text with Paul’s number. “Done!”

“Really? Good for you. I hope they’re happy together.”

“Me too.”

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January 19, 2026 at 3:50 PM
…presents after all these years?”

“No, thats just Paul. He had a hard time accepting that we’re over. It wasn’t any one thing. It just didn’t work. Nothing to fix, no blame. Just ‘I need something different.’

He’s a great guy. I probably should have given Janet his number when she asked…”
January 19, 2026 at 3:30 PM
…stay just for the turtle. He won’t notice.”

“Oh, that’s good to know,” I say with mock delight. “You left the ice cream melting on the counter. We should rescue it.”

We finish putting away the groceries. James finally says, “You don’t think it’s weird that he’s sending you cat anniversary…
January 19, 2026 at 3:25 PM
“He’s just cute.”

“He is very cute, but he’s not cuddly, like a cat.”

I place the book under Max and Ernie’s urn. “They were great cats. We had a nice little family, until we realized that we were staying together just for the cats.”

James rubs my shoulders, “Please don’t think you need to…
January 19, 2026 at 3:22 PM
…parties for their pets.”

“Yeah, and they are weird cat ladies who have creepy doll collections too.” James pulls a face at me.

I make a silly face back, “Says the man with a turtle and a huge tank of expensive fish.”

“Hey now, that is an expertly curated collection of fish.”

“And the turtle?” …
January 19, 2026 at 3:17 PM
…”We were a little obsessed with those cats and would throw them a little party every year for the anniversary of their ‘gotcha day’. Even after we divorced, I would often go back and celebrate with them.”

“That’s not weird at all, sweetie.”

I feign defensiveness, “Hey, lots of people throw…
January 19, 2026 at 3:12 PM
…shoulder and reads the title. “The Hundred Headless Women? What is that about?”

“It’s a surrealist collage book by Max Ernst. Paul and I named our cats after him. I guess this must be the anniversary day of when we got them.”

James goes back to the groceries, “Not weird at all…”

I snicker…
January 19, 2026 at 3:06 PM
…as I use a kitchen knife to open the package.

James is alarmed by my action, “Hey, not the good knives!”

“Oh sorry. It was convenient.”

James washes off the knife and puts it away in the knife block as I extract a book from the packaging.

We look at it together. James peers over my…
January 19, 2026 at 3:02 PM
…bags and we walk to the kitchen together to put them away. James finds the package and hands it to me.

I look at it curiously and mention, “Oh, Paul sent this to me. Huh.”

James pauses stashing items in the fridge, “Paul? Is it your anniversary or something?”

“I don’t think so,” I shrug…
January 19, 2026 at 2:59 PM
I nearly trip over a small package on my stoop. Annoyed, I put down the groceries that I had carefully arranged on my arms to carry them inside the house in one trip. I stash the package in one of the bags and pick them all up again.

James, my husband, comes to my rescue and takes a few of the…
January 19, 2026 at 2:57 PM
…filled the space.

I left without waking you up or saying goodbye because that would have been awkward. I took my urn with the ashes of half of our cats and headed home.

A few days later, I sent you a package with the glass sculpture. I didn’t bother writing a note.

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January 19, 2026 at 1:58 AM
…full of art and parties on the deck. It got late and I stayed over. For a brief moment, we were young and hopeful and full of grand ideas.

The next morning, I noticed that there was a space where the weird glass art sculpture had been. It had been 15 years since I left and you still hadn’t…
January 19, 2026 at 1:54 AM
After several months, I finally brought myself to come and get them. I don’t know why I delayed. Maybe picking them up would mean that we were finally over. The last thing that we shared together was gone.

It was weird but we both talked about how we were back then, the dreams of a house…
January 19, 2026 at 1:50 AM