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@amyriadofmyself
Itâs extremely fucked up that some ppl try to make you feel stupid and immature for hoping for a better world. You say you want world peace and mfs think you need a pacifier; dawg, I just donât want ppl dying from violence. This idea that ppl simply must die as casualties of war is misanthropic to say the least.
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from my non-gamer pov (I'm an #ally), what this has looked like is a critical mass of maddened and delirious silksong posting for the past ~week that built to a sustained frenzied climax for about ninety minutes either side of the game's actual release, at which point everyone went absolutely dead fucking radio silent. I have not heard a single peep from any of you about what is happening in this game. no liveblogging, no screenshots, no reactions, nothing. my girlfriend emerges from her room every five-to-eight hours to intone "I've been skonging it too hard," grab a morsel of food, and withdraw to her chambers once more. Is everyone okay Are you having fun Is the silksong loud and beautiful and are you so very afraid.
WANNA GET ROWDY?
Is that a pistol in your pocket or are you just happy to see me? A LONG overdue pinup poster commission for the lovely @amyriadofmyself and their lovely lady "Shug", I nearly forgot to post this, it's...embarrassing over just how long this took.
God I am in love with seeing my girl in such an incredible rendition, I am exuding primordial light from my every pore, she's so hot Jesus christ
WANNA GET ROWDY?
Is that a pistol in your pocket or are you just happy to see me? A LONG overdue pinup poster commission for the lovely @amyriadofmyself and their lovely lady "Shug", I nearly forgot to post this, it's...embarrassing over just how long this took.
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Ending of today's D&D session would put most movies to shame, you have NO idea.
Okay, I need to actually try and explain because my mind is all over this right now:
Okay, so, context: I play an artificer who has a claim to fame of developing magical batteries for storing energy, spells, and what have you. We're currently in the middle of a world-threatening event where we have to gather these stones to defeat an invading threat from the feywild. We're in the middle of fighting the guardian of the spring stone, which is a large construct of roots, stone, fungi, and insects.
Our satyr ranger (the legendary Sheng), has noticed that the guardian doesn't attack unless it is under threat and convinces the party to try and reason with it instead. Through great effort, we manage to find out that it was tasked with protecting this stone, without which, it will die. However, it understands that we need the stone and is willing to give up its life to help us, as it views death as a form of change. We do learn, though, that it fears dying.
We're standing there, contemplating how to do this, since we need the stone to save the world. It seems like we're going to have to let this creature-- an entire ecosystem unto itself-- die to save the world.
Except... I'm an artificer. I understand magic and, most importantly, batteries. I put forward the idea that I could try to create a replacement core to keep the guardian alive and get the stone at the same time.
Our DM says that, in order to do this, I will need to give up one of my highest level spell slots PERMANENTLY and pass a very hard tinker's tools check. They describe each level of success; DC 20: We create a core that will eventually run out of power, and the guardian will die, only extending its life. DC 25: We create a core that can recharge itself, but won't have enough power to keep the guardian alive at the moment, and it will go into hibernation until it's ready. Finally, DC 30: We create a core that can recharge itself and completely sustain the guardian as though it were part of it.
So, we get to dividing the work among the party. Half of us work to convince the guardian to give us the stone, while the more magically inclined party members work to build the core. I'm given bardic inspiration (+d6) and help (advantage) on top of my own flash of genius ability (+4). I have proficiency with tinker's tools, and a high intelligence modifier, so I get double proficiency bonus (+6) and my INT (+4). In total, I have to roll (2d20(advantage) +14 +d6) and, hopefully, get over 30.
I roll a 7 and a 17, then a 3 on the d6. Which gives me a final roll of 34. The highest I've ever rolled on an ability check in D&D. We successfully cobble together a new heart for this creature out of a battery, some components, and plucking literal sunflowers from the field for the fey equivalent of solar energy. And it works. We retrieve the spring stone, and spare an innocent creature its life.
i was on the verge of tears and I was upset
Tee hee đ§Ą
Ebony D'arkness Dementia Tampa Bay
whereâs that 1900s painting of the centaur mother playing with her child in a grassy field?
the smile! the tenderness! the warmth of it all!
The Centaur Playing with her Child (1909) by Otto Soltau
my love for you is like the moon; it controls the tides somehow through a mechanism i donât entirely understand
my love for you is like a rose; edible except for the thorns and root system
my love for you is like a wildfire; strengthened by climate change and capable of moving at nearly 15 miles per hour
my love for you is like the Titanic; responsible for the deaths of thousands in 1912, and weirdly, at least one billionaire in 2023
Butchfemme love!
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Roman descriptions of Celtic warriors are so horny itâs hilarious theyâre like âThey think theyâre impressive, fighting naked where you can see every wound on their exquisite well-formed bodies, their pale slender necks encased in gold. They are so fierce in battle, these stupid superstitious barbarian fucks. They are a proud people, all tall and well built and, did I mention, fighting naked?â you want to fuck them so bad it makes you look stupid. The dick out battle method was definitely working.
Bro absolutely COOKED with this.
*Scrolls past*
*reluctant sigh*
*scrolls back up*
*rebogs*
on Planet Where Everyone Can Teleport the first person on the moon went there by accident and promptly died. The next dozen or so people also went by accident, and also died. Number 14 figured out that people who go to the moon die and very cleverly brought a sword and six weeks of travel rations. This did not help.
No one on Planet Where Everyone Can Teleport ever figured out why people die in space because they donât need airplanes and never found it particularly interesting to climb tall mountains. Astronomers use telescopes to take pictures of the ever-growing pile of corpses on the moon.
âwhy donât they teleport backâ because theyâre not on the planet where everyone can teleport anymore. try to keep up dumbass
#this feels like a fable that would have some kind of moral but Iâm not quite sure what#something about like hard work/effort/the need to be curious idk
the moral of the story is that a breathable atmosphere is important to oneâs general well-being
Chat, is it considered âabusive roommate behaviorâ to release a raccoon into the living space after you have asked your roommate for months to please clean up their messes (they do not pay any of the mortgage)
For context, when I used to live alone I would do something called âPrincess Timeâ where I would do an initial sweep (to remove any significant hazards) and then I would release a raccoon into the living area and clean. This helped because I would 1) feel like a princess and 2) the raccoon would bring attention to things my ADHD brain had decided to ignore and Iâd quickly clean that stuff up.
So like, if Iâm expected to clean the house now, I will be doing it in the way that is most effective for me. And anything that has not been cleaned up after months of having sit-down talks and sending reminders and being promised things will change, might be deemed âtrashâ by the trash panda and thrown away.
We havenât done since we moved into the house, because I didnât want to cause my roommate or their cats destress or have their things destroyed by a raccoon
I am a raccoon biologist and one of the few people in the state allowed to take in captive bred raccoons that had been possessed illegally. The raccoon in the photos is Moonshine, but she is currently at the animal sanctuary where I work as I had been quarantining multiple new intakes from an abuse case. I still have two males (Rum Tum Tugger and Electra) left in my home enclosure as we are getting them neutered and then hopefully sending them to an AZA accredited zoo.
I wanna make things very clear that underneath all the whimsy, I am a trained professional.
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sometimes i feel like im climing up this incline again alone but thankully sisypus and the itsy bitsy spider and here with me
holy shit is that kate bush
The psychiatrist who wrote the criteria for narcissism just made an extremely important point about whatâs wrong with diagnosing Trump with mental disorders
Dr. Allen Frances says in speculating about Trumpâs mental health, we are doing a disservice to those who do suffer from mental illness. In a series of tweets, he explained why he doesnât think Trump is a narcissist â and how harmful it can be for us to keep assuming that he is.
Wow, a post where a qualified professional explains why itâs bad to misuse clinical terminology and equate mental illness with authoritarianism. Iâm sure the comments donât contain any people defending to the death their right to misuse clinical terminology and equate mental illness with authoritarianism
