fandom whiplash and a really big queue

The thing i most love about them playing Vampyre The Masquerade instead of dnd is that I don't know what the fuck anyone is talking about. Yall are making posts like "There's a Cleep in the mines and Beth is obviously a Tumbledrier and the Flimpy faction will probably oppose them" like whatever you say princess I liked when the bat ate the missile

The fig/ylfa/bat child arc of having to come to terms with the fact that you are not who you used to be hurts me in ways i cant describe

The 6 asshole vampires after spending approximately 3 hours in the hollowed out depressed town of Purpee, Oregon: wait……are we the good guys?

The 6 asshole vampires after spending nearly a year becoming small business investors, polycule founders, Knights Templar go-kart mechanics, and campaign managers in Purpee, Oregon: wait……. the Camarilla are definitely the bad guys

There was something so perfectly satisfying about Zaeth getting out of trouble not by dodging responsibility like always but by owning it, by saying “this was my choice and I had the right to make it, because this is my fucking town.”

Nancy Danderhoof affirming the humanity of Bat Child, as she is fully revealed in her vampiric nature, is so delicious to me. What do you mean you have this thing that has hurt so much, but in your exploration of it, you can find new ways to be the person(or vampire) you want to be? What do you mean you never change or age physically, but you still have changed and aged in experience and growth? Maybe Vesper Childers wanted to be a zoologist, or still does, but the ways in which she has been able or unable to do so have fundamentally changed her and I love that.

you don't have to hand it to Ermine but "this better kill me" is pretty hot

wait so vesper died in 2003, 23 years ago, and nancy is 51. she was 28 when she wrote that obituary. how long do you think she’d been working for the omaha sunday scoop at that point? no wonder it hit hard, a girl just a few years younger than she is, passionate and driven like she is, who never had the chance to be more. how much of nancy’s career do you think was driven by the determination that someone needs to tell the story of people who think they’ll disappear without anyone noticing, how many nights did she spend doggedly pursing a story, exhausted and upset, and pulling out that old obituary for the strength to keep pushing forwards?