This is my rallying cry and how I tag posts that I refer people to for cool ttrpgs, not suck ass ttrpgs like D&D5 and D&D6. If I tag your post with this, know I am indexing your game or a cool game you are talking about so that I can show it to people and maybe get a copy myself.
#worlds most over marketed role playing game
There are smart people on here that have very insightful things to say about D&D. And there are absolutely brain dead wastes of space that seem to exist purely to parrot whatever proven false advertising that Hasbro shills. The brain dead people follow tags like #d&d #dnd #dungeons and dragons and so on. So, I don't tag good discussions about D&D with d&d. I use this tag instead, because the conversation so far is good, and I want to follow it, and I want the brain dead D&D fans to shut the fuck up and not interrupt.
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dude it's just politics, it doesn't matter. all it does is shape every single aspect of the society you live in from the second you are born until forever
Advanced LOTR knowledge is that while it's a popular ship, Frodo and Sam in actuality weren't romantically involved but shared a deep bond, love, and loyalty to one another nonetheless. Legolas and Gimli were fucking for real
So it's national Recreational Explosives, Hand Loss and Wildfire day, and unlike 2023, there is nary a drop of rain in sight.
Despite being slapped upside the head by God, my put technically inclined neighbor has acquired TWO pallets of fireworks this year.
The state is of no help: my city police department has made it pretty clear they don't intend to respond to any fireworks calls this weekend. I've sent the pictures I took to the county tipline and received and automated email reply saying that it will take several weeks to process my case. Perhaps he will get jail time later, but this does not actually you know. Stop him from setting the neighborhood ablaze. Going up to his door the week prior and very politely asking him to move- not cancel, just relocate - his celebrations was met with calling me a "nosy bitch" and "I'll set one off in your ass!".
Sometimes God needs us to make our own miracles.
My miracle comes with several layers, and plenty of opportunities to back down without losing face. We'll see how many are needed.
The first wave has already been deployed: a psyop directed at the Visiting Mother In Law of the miscreant.
I got up at 8:30 AM this morning to make sure I'd be in the front yard of my house, casually doing yardwork with Herschel. His participation was essential.
For those of you who are new here, Herschel is the world's most charming Cardigan Welsh Crime Tube, who thinks everyone in the world is his best friend and that people come to the house to see him specifically. So at 9:04 AM when the visiting mother-in-law appeared around the corner on her daily power-walk around the block, Herschel employed his natural Corgi instinct to make friends with everyone and cheerfully tossed himself on the sidewalk in front of her, belly up for expected tummy rubs.
"OH AREN'T YOU DARLING!!" My target coos, kneeling down to pat him while he makes him like snuffling noises of glee. She is at least 70. I think her bright pink leg warmers and terrycloth headband might be original from her jazzercise days.
"I'm so sorry! Herschel you're going to trip people doing that!" I apologize, going up to greet the woman. "I'm [REDACTED], I don't think we've met..?"
"No, I'm just visiting my daughter and her family- my name is Barbara. And who is this?" She asks Herschel, whose whole back end is waggling with glee.
"This is my service dog Herschel." I explain while he rolls around on the pavement. "I just wanted him to get some time outside before the pyrotechnics start."
"Oh. Yes." Barbra grumbles and I know I've got her. "My son-in-law is planning something extravagant." She says with such disdain it practically comes out of her nose. This is a woman who loves her daughter and dearly wishes she married someone, anyone else.
"Yeah, he got rained out and sick the last two years, so I think he's compensating." I agree.
"Oh he's definitely overcompensating!" Barbra spits, then shakes her whole body like a dog. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't complain. You said he's a service dog?"
I go for it.
"Yeah! I have... Neurological problems." I say and that is technically true. "I've um. Lost a lot of things, like a sense of time, or appetite, and his job is to remind me to eat or take my meds or alerts that I'm having an episode. My personal dog-tor!" I say, patting his adorable little head, and he leans on me, equally adoring.
"Oh, is that why-?" Barbra starts to ask, gesturing at the top of her head, but stops herself.
I hadn't planned this, but yesterday I'd shaved my head to deal with the heat and now only have a quarter inch of hair, which doesn't really hide the scars from when I got run over by a minivan. They're bright red with the heat and exertion of yard work.
I decide I'm okay with lying to a stranger to prevent my house from being set ablaze.
I sort of... Crumple to the ground and drop the rake I was holding, and Herschel immediately climbs into my lap to comfort me as I start to cry.
"Oh my God." Says Barbra.
"I'm sorry!" I gasp, tears streaming down my face. I've been stressed and this is honestly very cathartic. "I'm sorry to dump on you, I'm just so scared-!"
"Oh my God. It's bad." Barbra realizes.
"D- do you know what-" a pause as Herschel tries to manually clear my nostrils like a good service dog. "-oh, Herschel... It's - do you know what an astrocytoma* is?"
*An astrocytoma is a type of brain tumor.
Barbra turns white and sits down next to me. "I'm so sorry... I- one of my friends from church had one, it was agony but she's alright now!" She tries to reassure me.
"It hurts! Everything hurts all the time!" I sob. "And- and I'm scared, so he's scared and I feel bad for hi which just makes it worse and then there's the-" I gesture at the sky. "I have surgery in a month to remove as much of it as they can and do biopsies to see if I need radiation too but..."
"-but all that noise must be Hell on you and your doggy." Barbra nods.
"It'd be fine if he went down to the lake of something but, that house's driveway is like, a hundred feet from my bedroom, I can't sleep and it TERRIFIES Herschel..." I whimper pathetically.
"Well. I may be able to do something about that." Barbra decides.
"Oh no, I don't want to intrude!" I mock-protest.
"No, we're the ones intruding dear. I'll have words with him." She growls. I get the impression she's been waiting for an excuse To Have Words With Him.
"Th-thank you. Um. It's getting hot and I'm a mess, we should probably go inside..." I mutter and Barbra very kindly helps me and Herschel to the front door and tells me she'll be by later with watermelon as we wave goodbye.
From the porch, I watch her furiously power-walk back to her daughter's house, wrench open the front door, and issue a battle cry of "HEN-RY!!!" before it slams behind her.
Now I realize that this may not have been the most honest or ethical thing to do, but I figured it's more polite and ethical than the next step, which is chemical warfare, courtesy of Bath & Body Works :)
Well, they Psyop seems to have worked! That cul-de-sac, and indeed my entire block is perfectly quiet tonight!
Unfortunately I cannot say the same of the surrounding neighborhood, so it has been necessary to deploy The Stench.
The Stench is a mixture of Odoriferous chemicals meant to be discreetly poured over a surface (preferably something hot, like a sidewalk or fence in direct sunlight) to render an area temporarily uninhabitable, Similar to spraying coyote pee on your garden to discourage the rabbits. I can't give you a full recipe because I forgot to take notes, but elements include:
Spoiled beef broth, which is both rancid and unexpectedly sour (boiled to kill bacteria)
Expired milk, the most retch-inducing ingredient for me.
Several bottles of Liquid Ass
Ghost Pepper Hot Sauce
Concentrated Dog Urine
and FOUR bottles of Bath & Body Work's Cucumber Melon, which smells light and fruity when used as a light body spray, but in concentration smells like an entire fruit cart left to rot, possibly along with the carcass of the fruitseller.
The resulting solution smells like raw sewage, a fraternity dorm fridge when the power's been out for a week, and a roadkilled skunk. It's impressively vile. Herschel wanted to roll in it so bad.
I've spent the last few hours strolling the surrounding neighborhoods until I found the source of the mortars and flying explosives that are the real hazards, ingratiating myself into the parties, and discreetly dousing the lawns and fences nearby until someone goes "OH GOD!" and gags, and the party breaks up shortly thereafter. I returned home because I ran out of The Stench, despite hiding five 2L soda bottles of it in a backpack.
I will call it a success though, because while I can hear fireworks, they're all at least a mile away from me. In total:
Fire Hazard Parties derailed: 13
Screaming: 10
Crying: 13
Vomiting: 4
Fight blaming each other for causing The Stench: 5
Called the city to complain about The Stench, on the assumption it was a sewage issue, and then waited right next to their pile of illegal fireworks, for the fire department to show up: 2.
Guy who claimed to be enjoying the smell: 1
Party was partially derailed by The Stench, and partly by the fact they actually did start a fire: 1 (every human was alright, the pyro's roof, not as much)
Stray dogs caught and returned home: 2
So next year: MORE STENCH.
Until then, I have a corgi zooted on trazadone on my feet, and we bid you goodnight.
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I honestly think the most galling thing is that the people running the site are just nakedly extracting a resource from us.
we are to be good trannies and post in a way that can be screenshotted and posted to reddit. new users is a key performance indicator, people are accountable for that number and that's their only consideration. the queerest website on the internet views us as a product.
if you threaten that, fuck off goodbye. feel free to post gay men fucking though!
The main problem I have with Persona 4 is that it's cowardly. It goes out of its way to present these ideas about young people struggling with ideas about identity, sexuality, gender, etc., with the dawning realization that embracing these ideas may subject them to a life lived in the margins of society. And at first, there's a moment where it seems like that life lived as your true self is preferable, even if it does marginalize you in the end. But it ALWAYS backtracks. Kanji and Naoto are the most relevant for this example, but all the social link characters are like that. They all have justifiable reasons for feeling ostracized from society, resentful if its expectations, but every last one of these characters' stories ends up with them deciding that they were wrong and/or mistaken, that society's expectations are reasonable, if not aspirational, and confirming to them is good actually. That your parents know what's best for you, so you should take up the family business instead of moving away to live your own life and see what lies beyond your small town. That you're not queer or gender non-conforming, you're just confused, or trying to be something you aren't to be accepted taken seriously by your peers(??????). That lashing out to a world actively hostile to who you really are is wrong, because that's *not* who you really are. Your TRUE self wants to be an amenable, agreeable, upstanding member of society.
You're laughing. Samsara is facing ecological collapse due to high-throughput "soul highways" along common teleportation routes leading to habitat fragmentation and loss of keystone species, and you're laughing.
No hiding this is in the tags, since I am extrapolating this into a future where the hyper rich start investing heavily into mass teleportation traffic, entertainment venues, and private hospitals so that their souls end up being ping ponged in a rigged spiritual pinball machine that always reincarnates them as a rich nepo baby.
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i need all ai users to die. if youre following me know i hate you personally and want you to be dead. I don't care what special reasons you have, you need to cease, or you need to die
you think youre some sort of opressed for using ai and having people hate you, well try being hated for being an artist. spend 20 years hearing that its pointless and not a real job, that its too feminine, too gay, too perverted. When artists suffer and die for our craft, people say we deserved it, since we didnt pick a smart job like coding. Try also being disabled and a trans woman while being an artist. not that you care
Very generally speaking, when you see a black man in a piece of media, be it tv show, movie, video game, etc. there’s something you often see a lot of writers do. To go against the stereotype of black men (and black people in general) being dumb and lazy, you’ll see this black male character being smart and an achiever. 
The Black Nerd. A common character type, the nerd will always be very interested in all things nerdy: science, video games, mathematics, etc. In an continued effort to combat stereotypes, the Black Nerd will be lack athleticism, probably being asthmatic (the nerdiest of conditions). The Black Nerd will dress smartly, suspenders and bow ties. They’ll always talk smart too, using proper English with complex words.
Now, I don’t have a problem with a black character being a nerd, indeed black people are a people; we aren’t all the same and we all have varying personalities. The problem I have is that too often we see a distinct disconnect between Blackness and the Black Nerd. The Black Nerd doesn’t listen to hip hop or rap, only classical music. The Black Nerd only has white friends, the only other black characters are into not nerdy stuff. The Black Nerd never ever uses AAVE at any time in any context.
And again I must say that Black people, not being a monolith, there are no hard fast rules to being Black. I’m more than sure there are Black people like what I’ve described above, I’m not saying it’s impossible; what I’m getting at is that the only Black Nerd we see. There are Black Nerds that play basketball, that bump Kendrick Lamar, and use AAVE since it’s an ever changing dialect. I’m just saying there’s no one way of being a nerd and no one way of being Black.
The thing about the whole "it all tastes the same to me" phenomenon is that it applies to every sphere of human experience, not just food. Sometimes a person's political awareness is so limited that they genuinely can't tell those two opposing positions apart – and while that doesn't excuse them, you can save yourself a lot of aggravation by learning to recognise when this is the case.
Sometimes I look at a thread and I think "okay, I recognise that you feel you're being sealioned here, but the fundamental problem is that you're trying to debate the thesis of The Wretched of the Earth with someone who thinks Avatar: The Last Air Bender is an incisive denunciation of colonialism".
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I honestly think the most galling thing is that the people running the site are just nakedly extracting a resource from us.
we are to be good trannies and post in a way that can be screenshotted and posted to reddit. new users is a key performance indicator, people are accountable for that number and that's their only consideration. the queerest website on the internet views us as a product.
if you threaten that, fuck off goodbye. feel free to post gay men fucking though!
