On August 12th, 2024, a new aspiring indie game developer entered the scene. They sat down with a piping hot cup of black tea (no sugar, of course), downloaded Inky, and began to create a profile on itch.io.
This young gamer's name...was Sam(samsoup).
As Sam(samsoup) began to type their profile biography, their hands stilled for a moment. What was there to say? They had no credentials, no knowledge of coding or digital art. They were simply armed with a few years of writing poetry and doodling little cartoon people in the margins of their school notebooks.
This whole dream of theirs felt a little hopeless.
They were almost at the verge of giving up, closing their laptop, and resigning themself to folding the basket of clean laundry that they were pointedly ignoring at the foot of their bed, when they remembered why they had started what was likely to become a quickly abandoned project in the first place.
Sam had stories to tell. No other medium was going to suffice.
They took a sip of their tea (now lukewarm), cracked their knuckles, and began to write.