I dont fully believe in conformity gate and I never played DnD ....but why did Lucas switch from being a ranger in Season 2 to a knight in the epilogue?
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I dont fully believe in conformity gate and I never played DnD ....but why did Lucas switch from being a ranger in Season 2 to a knight in the epilogue?

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The King Illusion
Down, into the whirlpool
Late, in the widening night
Cold rivers snake through
To the bay at last
~
Memory fails me
In their tumbling crash
Past the soft sighs of sleep
To the paradise I’ve grown
~
The king illusion,
Reigning in my psyche ever since
I fled from its gardens
From the snarls of its beasts
I've been thinking. You know how in the books Sansa remembers The Hound kissing her, yet it never happened? And GRRM talked about the whole unreliable narrator's POV, and how this one in particular will somehow come into play later on? What if something happened with Jon in their childhood but it's reversed, so she doesn't remember it even though it happened? What if Alys' "You danced with me anon" was a deliberately wrong use of anon, suggesting that he danced with "her" (read Sansa) when they-
-when they were children, but he will also dance with her in the future (anon=soon). Berric’s description of not remembering things well when he came back suggests it will happen with Jon as well. There is a theme here of Jon and Sansa’s memories being foggy, and especially the ones connected to each other. Sansa says she hasn’t thought of Jon in ages, yet she completely modeled Alayne after him. Jon sees Arya in Ygritte and Alys, yet he so painfully obviously ignores the Sansa in them-
-It’s as if they both have coping mechanisms to deal with the thoughts of each other on a subconscious level. You usually develop those to get over something. Getting caught playing a kissing game? Dancing? Feeling guilty for crushing on each other? What isn’t said screams so loudly from the pages with these two! What if the famous controversial Sansa TWOW chapter is her finally remembering? What do you think? I feel like there’s something there, I just can’t figure out what exactly. Dear nonny, @marydri made a post not long ago that fits perfectly to your picture! I’ll try to give you the link later in the notes. She argued that something indeed happened (like a kiss probably) and that this is why we have a Bran chapter where he observes that Jon ‘had been angry for weeks’ or something like that. Sansa might have forgotten that (hence her memory of the kiss in the wrong setting and with another person) and Jon might deliberately try not to think about that. He so rarely consciously thinks about Sansa, yet most of the times it is fond - apart from the one time that was overanalysed by the fandom to mean that Sansa had been nasty to Jon (she called him half-brother) - and then there are the instances when he really likes things that should remind him of Sansa like Ygritte’s singing.My new theory is that something happened after Jon watched Sansa brushing Lady’s coat and singing. This happens in Jon’s last dream. Could you even link it to the White Cloak Sansa has which Sandor left? White Cloak could be a symbol for Ghost/Snow and the moment of Jon /Sansa that happened when the King’s party was in Winterfell might be connected to their wolves.Probably just tinfoiling… And to any who says that Jon and Sansa would be too young for a kiss I say two things. GRRM made his children so young so that the older generation could pass as the heroes of the story, and second - sorry, not sorry - as much as I love GRRM’s writing his children are far off regarding age-compatible behaviour. My son is 12 and he is about as insightful and clever as 8year old Bran, and my daughter is 17 and does not come close to Sansa’s dexterity on social skills (and my daughter is actually quite good at these things). TBH I always picture the children older more like in the show because it just doesn’t make sense to me otherwise.
parallel worlds
he was enthralled by famous cases of collective misremembering: Bible never-existed verses on woolf and lamb and titles of popular restaurants that different people were certain were spelled differently. he seriously considered that to be a proof there are parallel worlds.
Reaver in fable 2 is great fun but somehow Reaver in Fable 3 is completely insufferable and I don't know how they managed that

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Wierd little thing I used to think about the Panther sisters
So Lethe and Lyre from the Tellious Duology.
For whatever reason when I was younger I thought it was kinda funny that both of them had clothing with the same color as the tiger stripes on their faces.
But no actually, that's an edit. Their tiger stripes are actually roughly the same color as their hair.
However the hcs fun, as is the opposite, because then they're like always wearing sis' colors so to say they've always got eachother.
I've had this fales memory of a blackberry ad. Where it's a blackberry phone rotating at different speeds to the tune of Black Betty by Ram Jam. Turns out it was probably the 2011 Volkswagen Beetle ad.
Apparently I dreamed up a whole different version of The 3 Billy Goats Gruff? I swear this is how I remember learning it as a kid, but I can’t find this version anywhere and I must be losing my mind.
Once upon a time there were three billy goats, baby billy goat, middle billy goat, and big billy goat. They lived in a beautiful mountainside meadow. Across the mountain pass, there was another pasture, with grass so green and lush.
Little billy goat said “I would love to eat that grass.” Middle billy goat said “It looks so nice and filling.” Big billy goat said “my what a feast! We must reach the other side.
They came to the bridge across the mountain pass, it swung in the breeze. Little billy goat said “I simply cannot wait,” and begins to cross the bridge. His little hooves went tip tap tip tap on the wood planks.
About halfway down the bridge, he met a troll. The troll growled “who’s there tip tapping across my bridge?”
“It is I, little billy goat gruff.” Said the little goat. “I’m trying to get to the grass on the other side.”
The troll growled “I am very hungry, and I would like to eat you!” The little billy goat trembled, but he had a plan! “You don’t want to eat me, my big brothers are on the way and they are much bigger and tastier than I.”
This gave the troll an idea. “Very well, little goat. I shall let you pass.” But before the little goat could reach the end of the bridge, the troll gobbled him up whole.
The middle billy goat stood on the edge of the bridge and called out “little billy goat, did you make it to the other side?” The troll, hidden on the other side, called back in the little goat’s voice “why yes! The grass is so green and my belly is so full! You must come this way!”
So the middle billy goat began to clip clop over the bridge. When he got to the other side, he didn’t see baby billy goat, but that awful troll! The troll gobbled him up and hid behind the rocks.
Big billy goat called out “brothers did you make it to the other side?” The troll called back in the middle billy goat’s voice “why yes! The grass is so lush and my belly is so full! You must come this way.”
So the big billy goat stomp stamped across the bridge. When he reached the other side, he didn’t see his brothers, but that nasty troll. “Where are my brothers?” He cried.
“Keeping my belly full inside!” Said the troll. The troll reared back to eat the big billy goat, but the big billy goat reared back too. He brought his hard horns down on that trolls belly and made him cough up his brothers. The three brothers tip tapped, clip clopped and stamp stomped back to the other side and they never tried to cross the bridge again.
The grass isn’t always greener on the other side.