Log 16 -- 24 October 2025
Altered Projections
For this log, I'd like to talk more about how Kleidomain came to be in its unfinished state right now.
To put it simply (because the longer story feels a bit too personal for what could also be complete strangers out there): a lot of it is a projection of myself onto something else.
The first few characters that existed were an exclamarion point, a bee, and a letter in the alphabet. Two of the three were just personal representatives, and the middle one was something I simply didn't like. I still have beef with bees even now! Though I am learning they will be more peaceful.
When coming up with the idea for a game, an ancient rendition of the Biome Buds (no, no Bits yet), the concepts had shifted towards a question of "who am I as a person?" rather than keeping the focus on the others. I wanted to invite my friends into this little world too, but it's been years and I believe their little artifacts have long since faded.
But Xandro remained.
And he was still the main character for quite a while.
Over the years I've spent being a dumb teenager online, I had begun to realize that... I tend to be egocentric. Not in the "I'm so much better than everyone else" kind of way but in the sense that what I knew of the world and those around me was, still, literally centered around me in my view.
I fear I'm still like this.
So, as new concepts have come by within those of Biomad's neighbors, I had eventually come to the decision that, I can't stay in whatever limelight I'm making. Not the way I originally intended.
Now we have a barista named after a "barista's" misspelling of a common name. They* can serve not as a main character, but as a new means to my old projections. They*, as well as others like Pomma and Adam and... Eiyu, I suppose?-- can be new devices. The means of explaining an identity doesn't have to be limited to "hey, this is just actually me"-- I can map certain concepts to certain characters, and build people from there!
...I'm rambling.
Still-- the stories I want to share are ones I want to spark a real change in SOMETHING or SOMEONE. A warp in thought, a turn of heart, a new lens... or at least a good laugh. There will be tougher topics... but life isn't all darkness and no parents. Sometimes you get to eat some ice cream or play tag.
Sometimes you know exactly qho you want to be if and when you grow up