My Life As A Gamer: Remembering "The World of Synnibarr"

Not all tabletop RPGs are equal. There are very bad ones out there. Some are bad because they're bad-faith creations by fetishists that should be put down. Some are jokes in (very) bad taste. Then there are the earnest clusterfucks, and The World of Synnibarr is one of them.

Infamous in tabletop RPG circles online for being batshit insane, it takes the known trends behind playing superhero RPGs and says "We must go deeper!" Ninjas whose swordplay is so fast it counts as shooting a laser. Amazons that are Wonder Woman, The Class. (Hawkeye gets a class also.) Dwarves, Elves, Giants, and Gnomes are all classes. Rules for gods, fighting them, and becoming one. Charts you need a TI-30 or better to use properly. A strict and enforceable rule banning house rules and rulings. Oh, and all of it "rings with authenticity".

This is the game that you love to death when you're a 12 year old boy, you argue if Superman can beat up Goku, and you devour comic books like they're M&Ms. I'll let Mr. Welch take it from here, because I've played this game and I am too sober to go on describing it. This is the Introduction, followed by Welch's musings on the game. Yes, this is the game's Introduction verbatim.

This is all about power-gaming, using scientific calculators, and wondering what the hell McCracken was thinking when he wrote this. Embrace your inner 12 year old who thinks the best Marvel movie ever is Infinity War/Endgame and you can enjoy this for the clusterfuck it is.

Don't take my word for it. See for yourself. If you want a copy, hit the image link and fork over the cash; you might as well buy The Ultimate Adventurer's Guide to max out on the sheer What The Fuck this game gives you (such as Nazi Gestapo Elves).

P.S.: Superman, in Synnibarr, is a viable Mutant class character and Goku is a basic-bitch Tiger (super martial artist). They're nowhere near the top of the heap.