Nerd Survivors

He always brings snacks, whether it's gaming night or on the battlefield.

Thanks to his short attention span, he has mastered the use of the fidget spinner.

His idea of problem solving involves a calculated maul strike to the issue.

His wealth of experience empowers him to bludgeon his foes with knowledge.

She pushes the concept of 'self defense' to its absolute limit.

She has a master's degree in magic explosions.

She often confuses sarcasm with throwing daggers.

You wake up in a tropical world, feeling unwashed and somewhat slightly dazed. This can't be the result of the junk food consumed during last night's gaming session!

You survived the horde. Now you watch the waves break on the bay. Soft white sand, a blue lagoon... Is this time for cocktails and summer’s tune?

Can't you hear the thunder? You'd better run, you'd better take cover! The beach party’s been canceled! Six foot four monsters and full of muscles are coming to turn you into a vegemite sandwich!

You've just escaped a mad world, only to land on the shores of a worn out place where worn out faces made of stone stare you down.

They say the danger has gone away, but you can still see fires alight, burning through the land. The fight is not over. You will level up again and again before the sun sets.

Tired of waiting for someone or something to show you the way, you set sail for a new world, one that lures you with golden fields and green grass...

It's the potential that matters, like a diamond in the rough.

It's the potential that matters, like a diamond in the rough.

It's the potential that matters, like a diamond in the rough.

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, it seems there's no escape from this reality...