So it begins! The machine leeches of Aqua Vitae have arrived in Plotsville. Already their dire influence is spreading! Soon the Heroes will give up their adventuring ways. They will jack into the Dark Web, sign over their True Name and Pass-Sword, and lose themselves in the consensual hallucination of living death. Kind of makes me miss my own World of Warcraft days.

There was a time when I might have been seriously concerned about these eventualities. I mean, if the graphics are good enough why would we ever need to hold physical dice again? If the AI is good enough, why would we need meat brains to run our games for us? Forget scheduling headaches. Forget the drive over to your GM’s place, procuring snacks for the table, or huddling around Bob’s mom’s coffee table in Bob’s mom’s basement. Why bother with these things when we have a graphical user interface?

I think we found the answers to these questions in the pandemic. Roll20’s userbase doubled under lockdown. That wasn’t because it had the best graphics or the best AI or any stories of its own to tell. It was simply the most direct route to keep what we already had. It was a medium that facilitated face-to-face interpersonal interaction. We could still talk to one another. We could tell our own stories in a closest-possible-under-the-circumstances-facsimile kind of way. We huddled close around our flickering screens, and grew warm in the firelight of one another’s company.

There will always be a place for video games. I know that as well as any gamer out there. I’ve had the time of my life piloting an enhancement shaman across the Outlands. I’ve watched Agro fall, and slain the final colossus while my dormmates cheered me on. I’ve been to the roof of Cainhurst Castle. I’ve climbed junk with Bennett Foddy. I know what it’s like to stay up until late o’clock murmuring, “Just one more game.” So yes: I know the pleasures of the digital realm (something something Handbook of Erotic Fantasy). But those pleasure are very different from making up my own worlds. And so I worry for neither medium.

What about the rest of you guys though? Are you at all concerned that Son of Chat GPT will replace GMs? Is the Land of Pen and Paper a dying realm, or will will it endure well past the singularity? Tell us all about your own technological doomsdays (and utopias) down in the comments!