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Hi!

This is exactly what it looks like on the box. You guys can send me any* Dungeons and Dragons podcast episode, and I will listen to it, and then badly summarize it.

How to submit an episode:

Click on the Ask button labeled "Send an Episode". Submit the podcast name, and the episode number AND name.

Navigation tags are: #mod mumbles, #summarizations (more to come later, probably)

TERFS, Bigots of any sort, and NSFW blogs please do not interact :]

*Please only send me episodes that can be easily accessed without payment. Unfortunately, I cannot pay for anything, so episodes that are free and accessible via Spotify and Youtube are the most preferred. Also note that I cannot stomach horror content that well, so please keep the scariest episodes to a minimum for the sake of my ability to sleep. Furthermore, please include any trigger warnings that may be appropriate in the episode you are submitting.

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alright, i... didn't want to do this. i didn't want to have to do this. especially with all the hate ive been getting in my inbox recently. but i don't have a choice.

hi. im lulu. im a 21-year-old autistic immunocompromised queer person. i currently live with my mother (senior) and my little sister (10 years old). i need your help to get out.

(context and avenues to help below the cut)

as some of you may know, my stepfather died on august sixth from a heart attack. we lived in his parents basement, as it was all we could afford, and we depended on his income. he had a stable job, and mom decided to become a housewife and sell some things from the buisness they created together. when he died, the buisness was dissolved, as it was an llc partnership. his parents are extremely controlling, and as such, he was only able to finally start building up credit when mom came along, and we were almost at the point where he could qualify for a home loan so we could get out and get away from his parents.

that's gone now.

mom cannot qualify for a home loan because of her student loan payments and the credit card payments. we do not have the money to pay these off, and mom is trying desperately to get a job. we need the money to get out, as my stepfather's parents have been trying to get my sister away from my mom and shove both her and i out of the family for years. things are only getting worse now as we have reason to believe they are spying on our conversations and even going so far as tracking us (for example, they found a spare key to the car and went and took it and "cleaned it out" without mom's knowledge or permission, as it's her car now). they have been trying to circumvent mom and go behind her back during the entire process with the funeral home, coroner's office, all the legal documentation, and they are extremely infuriated that they cannot decide anything or push mom out because they are not the next of kin and have been trying to circumvent this. we have reason to believe that they're going to attempt to sell the cars that are still in my stepfather's name to collect on the money and never give us a dime, like they had with almost all of the money my little sister received as part of the college fund we set up at my stepfather's funeral as well as any money that my little sister had won in the past. we will never see a dime of it, and it's extremely upsetting that they are doing this. they have been running scams for years, and they have been nothing but hellish towards my mother, claiming she's withholding information from them when she has offered more than they've asked for and they have done nothing but take my little sister out and about without ever telling mom anything (for example- they screamed that mom was withholding information when she said she didn't copy the tox report for them because it was empty and claimed they needed to know his cholesterol levels [which doesn't even show up on a tox report- they didn't run his blood, either, and they didn't check his cholesterol levels anyway because they know that's what killed him, they could see it] and would not provide reasoning why [it does not affect them anyway just by nature of it being cholesterol], while on sunday they took my little sister out the whole day and failed to communicate with my mother that she would be with them and would be home after dinner).

they have been screaming at mom for collecting social security as though she was stealing their money and demanded that she doesn't get a job, and we have more than enough reason to believe that they are trying to get her to default on the bills so they finally have legal grounds to take my little sister and kick us out, leaving us with nowhere to go and no options. they have even gone as far as to threaten to take my sister away using force in the past, and, as they have firearms, that is a terrifying threat. they are unhinged and extremely upset that they cannot control us and make us do what they want, how they want, when they want, and they are up in arms over it.

when we move out, all hell is going to break loose, but the longer we wait, the worse it's going to get.

my stepfather, being 37 when he died, did not like thinking about his own mortality, so he didn't have a life insurance policy, a 401K, a will, nothing. we have been left high and dry by his death, and that is pushing aside the grief. we do not have the money to pay off the bills, pay for a lawyer, pay to have the car re-keyed to keep them from stealing it again, or to even flat-out buy a house to circumvent needing a loan, and on top of it all we have to deal with stepfather's parents not allowing us to grieve and implying that mom is a tramp and a heartless bitch that will blow any money given to her when she is more financially responsible than them. we also have to worry about them stealing our things, especially with how much they complain about how messy the basement is when most of the things here are theirs (stepfather's parents are hoarders- more specifically, his father hoards cars, and his mother hoards everything else, going out and shopping frivolously almost every day).

we need help with money, and i hate to ask, especially with the requirement of revealing my legal name and in light of the harassment i have been receiving for over a month now, but we need to get out of here, and we need to get out of here soon. it's only going to get worse the longer we stay. we need money to help with the bills, my mom's student loans, getting a lawyer, and getting a place to move into.

im posting this because im the only one my stepfather's parents won't find on any platform that i choose to use. my current goal is $9,000 USD, if only just to get enough money to get a cheap plot of land to move into, or one of the really cheap houses out here. this won't cover the loans or bills in addition, or the cost of getting a lawyer or anything else we need, but it is enough to get us a cheap place to live. i know it's a lot of money, but we are in a dangerous situation and need the money to escape. if we were to pay for everything, the goal would be in the hundreds of thousands, and i feel horrible just asking for this much. if you can't donate, please reblog, even the visibility might help and please do not spread my legal name. please remember to put "payment" or something generic in the reasoning box if it's required so that i will actually receive the funds instead of having my account purged from the site. i didn't want to ask for this, but i have no other options. please help.

c*sh*pp: $lulunightbon

v*nm*: @Lulilial

Goal: $0/$9,000

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DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE IN MY DND GROUP AND YOUR CHACATER DIDN"T GROW UP IN MINRIK

If youre not in my dnd group or your character is from minrik, youre all good.

Minrik, prince of the orcs and goblins, grew up in luxury. While true, the culture of the Kingdom was harsh, valuing strength and combat, as crown prince and heir to the throne, the little prince was surrounded by love and happiness. He never had to want for anything. His mother a goblin beauty, his father the massive, incredible orc king, Prince Minrik only ever knew happiness. When he was small, he was often seen toddling around the palace grounds carrying a brown platypus plushie that was nearly as big as he was, or sitting in his father's lap during important meetings. He loved to play with the guards, watch them fence and spar when they were training, and was generally considered to be a little angel on earth. 

As he grew older, Minrik became a handsome, confident young man, a firey blaze in his red eyes. His sparring could match any guard, his reputation that of a good, cunning, strong fight, even if he did fool around quite a bit with the other youths of the city. his long dark hair was braided back, but still came down nearly to his knees, his blue skin practically glowing with what the people rumored was blessings from the gods themselves. 

Truly, Minrik was as fortunate as any orc could be.

Then, one night, soon after his 17th birthday, Minrik came to his father's room to say good night. 

He opened the door, smiling, and then quite suddenly his heart dropped into his stomach as he fell against the door frame.

His father's blood, streaming out of his neck, pooled onto the bedroom floor, his mother next to the king, wailing in her grief, the corpse’s eyes still open and wide with fear, the color drained from his face. 

Minirk let out a strangled scream, rushing over to his parents, hugging his father’s limp, already cooling bodies as his throat started to burn with tears. He felt a cool wind on his shoulder and looked up to see that the bedroom window was open, a grappling hook still anchored to the windowsill. He laid his father down gently before going over to look, seeing on the ground two small, humanoid people getting on horses and riding away.

The smell of his father’s blood and rage filled his senses, his vision going red as he let a roar rip from his throat, echoing through the night. He screamed until he physically couldn’t, and then he started to sob, collapsing onto the ground. His mother held him close, crying with him. 

When his tears had run dry, all that was left in his heart was cold, dull rage, the need to avenge his fallen father all that was left running through his veins. 

Minrik set off with a spear in hand that very hour. 

Even with their head start on horses, Minrik managed to catch up to the Nitan and the Faerunian, the smell of his father’s blood still fresh on their hands. 

The Faerunian and Nitan locked in a great duel against Minrik, coming to a nigh standstill until finally, panting and tired, the Nitan and Minrik lowered their swords.

“Im sorry.” The Nitan said, tears in her eyes. “I’m just doing what I was told, Im sorry.”

Minrik would have responded then. Would have said, perhaps, ‘I know,’ or ‘’I’m sorry for taking off your hand.’

If not for the Faerunian’s sword quickly entering and then exiting his heart. 

Minrik gasped, grabbing at his chest as the Faerunian grabbed the Nitan and runs away. He fell to the blood covered ground, coughing and gasping for air. His vision began to blur, partially with tears.

I failed. 

Minrik laid on his back, still clutching his bleeding wound.

I failed my father.

He thought he saw a person walking up, but he could barely see as is anymore.

I failed my mother.

The person leaned down, and now he could see a thin, softly smiling effeminate boy, with all black clothing. 

I failed my people.

“It’s okay. You’re safe now, Little Prince.” The person said, picking up Minrik gently, cradling him, the way his mother and father used to when he was small. 

“..I failed…”

“You did your best. But it is time for you to rest now. Close your eyes.” He smiled, tears in his all black eyes, as Minrik shut his eyes, exhaling for the last time.

He awoke in the same place, 5 years later. With skin grey like steel, eyes red. Massive draconic wing sprouted from his back. His previous scars now glowing gold. 

He was immortal. Long living and nigh unkillable. Where he walked, blood red poppies sprouted. 

He came back to the capital and retook his place as king, instating the current Council of Three, and rallying his people to rebuild the kingdom, better than it ever was, stronger than it ever was. He established connections with the Dwarves, and as the god of fertility, brought good soil to parts of his kingdom fit for farming. 

To this day he rules over his kingdom, named for him by his followers, with kindness and love, and with absolutely no mercy to those who oppose him.

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HEY GUYS

:3

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hey xinda, what's your favorite thing to make?

Meat pies and tarts!

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[The whole gang is now staying in Nitis for an indeterminate amount of time whilst they wait for a meeting with the king.]

[Also iverdell decided they didn't wanna deal with this shit.]

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soo how are you gonna start the campaign?

//I will here in a few days, once everyone is ready.

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yup!!! Kid is not back yet, but, due to plot reasons, hilda is still Around, just.... non interactable.

@lux-in-the-night @maxdark158 @thebladedancer1158 @pridemoth1 @lilfunkyphroggy

THE DND SESSION IS BACK ON BOYS

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//No, we’re still on break till kid gets back :]

//its been a while, huh?

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//HIATUS IS BACK ON SPECIFICALLY FOR THE DND ACCOUNTS BECAUSE OF KID BEING GONE

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//Aight Hiatus over :] @kidplaysdnd @averygaypersonthing (the rest will be notifed on disc)

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Hey, me, all the blogs under the intro post of @asktherisecharacters, the dnd accounts, and bloodredraph are going on hiatus

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Korey Concept Sketches!

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A quick establishment:

[When in combat, every player will roll initiative for their characters, or each of their characters if they have multiple. If one of the players is not online when it is their turn, the RP pauses until they are online. ]

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If we are found, it could spark a conflict. This is the best way.

Alright everyone. [Intri says.] We need to pass through to Minrik, because that's where the dragon lives. HOWEVER, we cant go through the Faerunian border, because of the Wall. So we have to ask the King's permission to go through the Nitan border. The thing is, we can't tell him WHY we need to go through, because if he learns that his child has been kidnapped while in Faerun, he will surely fly into a rage and execute us all on the spot, sparking a war thousands of years long between Faerun and Nitis. So! We're telling him we're on an expedition to get her a wedding gift.

[@thebladedancer1158 @maxdark158 @lux-in-the-night @genderlessjacky @kidswithautism @averygaypersonthing @pridemoth1]

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Nope.

Alright everyone. [Intri says.] We need to pass through to Minrik, because that's where the dragon lives. HOWEVER, we cant go through the Faerunian border, because of the Wall. So we have to ask the King's permission to go through the Nitan border. The thing is, we can't tell him WHY we need to go through, because if he learns that his child has been kidnapped while in Faerun, he will surely fly into a rage and execute us all on the spot, sparking a war thousands of years long between Faerun and Nitis. So! We're telling him we're on an expedition to get her a wedding gift.

[@thebladedancer1158 @maxdark158 @lux-in-the-night @genderlessjacky @kidswithautism @averygaypersonthing @pridemoth1]