Tez Talks: The Nature of RNG in Competitive Gaming.

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Recently there has been a trend of games taking the approach that rng is fun for the simple sake of it, because random is fun and fun is random.....obviously.....

Is RNG appropriate in competitive games? when, and why?All Rights Reserved

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Tez Talks: The effects of RNG and randomness in online gaming
Mon, May 17, 2021

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Tez Talks: The effects of RNG and randomness in online gaming
Mon, May 17, 2021

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