Has anyone seen that post about ttrpgs being about telling a story. Storytelling. Has anyone seen it
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Has anyone seen that post about ttrpgs being about telling a story. Storytelling. Has anyone seen it

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if you're a pixel artist and never tried working with a reasonably accurate CRT filter I HIGHLY recommend it
i'm definitely reaching for colors and techniques that i otherwise wouldn't use
it feels a lot more sculptural
oh, and you can pull bullshit like this:
I was living in the 50s, there was a gang trying to rile me up and a crab creature trying to rip my arm of.. it did rip my arm off... I lived with no arm for a bit.. maybe a couple of hours... I dont remember. There was a younger girl, she was.. in a cult. Obsessed with the leader. He was a sleaze, he was awful. She couldn't read but she was real sweet. And southern.
I remember I was younger, I had no fangs. I was in someone's apartment, it was really fancy. I killed a girl, I think she was my sire. Her face melds with marshys and i cant remember it well. I think she wore face paint. She had a ghoul. I couldn't figure out. I was told I needed to kill her, so I did. I couldn't let the blood go to waste, I couldn't let her go to waste.
I remember I was agile, I remember I was in cocoon where I could hear Him breathing and hear His chest creaking as He breathed, wincing through nightmares, I remember marius bringing me gifts. For by birthday. Maybe Christmas. He brought Christmas stuff. As always. He made sure He was okay.
I remember I had a childe. He was a curious thing, and I watched over him, I was there.
I remember marshy not being there.
I remember her hiding and running from me, and now I remember her being here whenever I need her. I used to be so mad that everyone else got to talk to their sire. That I had to be punished for something I couldn't control. None of it matters, really. I remember being so lost, and I remember taking help from a second mother, I remember marshy blowing off her own head. And every time, He was there. And the bar was there. and it was arranged differently, and there was different people, and different coteries, different princes, and I was different, but the bar was always there. And its here now. And now im between all those times. Im not in the 50s, im not in the 2010s. Im in between and if I stay still too long and if I dont do something for too long I start thinking about it and I get lost in it, Im L and im Liddell and im Elle.
And in all these times the one thing I remmeber is who I am and how I got here. I think about marshy and her being gone, I think about how I was changed and I was gone, I think about what marshy did and He was gone, and I dont want to be gone again. I dont want to be nothing, I dont want Him to be nothing, I dont want her to be nothing. I am the way I am because of who I am. Even when I took different paths and finished school, and I owned the bar before he was born, and I had mom and dad, and I didnt hide in the shadows ashamed, I was who I was. L, Elsie, Elaine, Elle, Liddell. And every fucking time I am back at the fucking bar again. And He looks at me analyzing everything in that very moment and summarizes what I've done and what im doing, like a checkbook in his closet of an office. Am I fleeing? Am I working? And the smallest of reactions from him is my tether to the stake at the center of his bar. A nod and the chain loosens, furrowed brow and the collar tightens.
This is the closest I've felt to home.
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Baby fangs flaw but instead its fangs that formed at the molars so they have to chomp down real deep to draw blood
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i actually can’t relate but LMAO this is hilarious
thanks for laughing anyway
filthy, filthy read

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Okay I made my artfight thing idk how it works but my user is JuulPool
the most infuriating thing about personal growth is that even if someone else did have the answer you needed and conveyed it to you in a precise and effective matter, it won't make sense until you're ready for it. you could hear it every day of your life and it wouldn't matter a fucking bit until it finally clicks. there's very little you can do to influence when that happens, either
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What exactly is political intrigue in VtM? Anyone have any examples? I thought it was like politicians kissing each other.
It does sound peak tho
Okay- but like- the Everglades are legitimately beautiful.
Yeah, actually, when you think about it, elves would probably love wetlands. I mean, elves love forests and are also often depicted as great sailors (or at least have a "Sea" variant), and what is a swamp but an extremely wet forest? Tree houses on stilts, graceful walking on raised roots or even on water, add some wind magic and you have a hover boat...
In older Northern/Western European folklore, elves are even associated with bogs and mires, albiet the more gnome-and-pixie-adjacent pre-Tolkien type. You can even get a little creepy with will-o'-the-wisps. And while we don't think of alligators as elf-adjacent, alligators are also ancient, beautiful creatures that eat humans.

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trying to explain to ppl that we live in a misogynistic culture and the media we choose to interact with/not interact is influenced by our implicit biases bc media is part of culture and stories about men being celebrated while stories about women are overlooked is in fact misogyny and
Tumblrinas understand "YOU ARE NOT IMMUNE TO PROPAGANDA" unless the propaganda is 1. Porn or 2. Other misogynistic media where the misogyny is something different than a man saying out loud directly "I sincerely hate all women because they are women"