"The Wheel of Chaos" sounds like a sketchy af excuse for weird, unnecessary plot twists, untoward mixed gender shenanigans and bizarre behavior unseen since my old coke dealer was out of town and suggested I call this other dude who sold me "bath salts" on a Kit-Kat bar.

I'm in, dammit, don't wear anything "complicated".

Oscar Otter is already demanding to commandeer one of my entries, so there is that.