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Finally getting to play some legion - FINALLY! I lost both these matches but I think with slight tweaks I can make 2 sabers work #starwarslegion #contrastpaints #starwars #clonewars https://www.instagram.com/p/CcEDtOOuZJ3/?utm_medium=tumblr

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A little thing from me to you #grimhollow #grimhollowcampaign #dnd #dungeonsanddragons #kickstarter #unboxing #fantasy #horror https://www.instagram.com/p/CUYb7ZzI53t/?utm_medium=tumblr

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Jazz? Aliens? Survival? This is maybe one of my favorite things I’ve gotten to work on in recent memory. I absolutely love Hslo 3 ODST and my former Roomate commissioned this rookie from me. Finally getting around to him and so far he looks amazing. Miniature is done by the fantastic Giorgio Donato. I can’t find an Instagram for him so I’ll plug his gum road directly: https://gumroad.com/kawassass00 #haloinfinite #halo #miniatures #ttrpg #3dprinting #halo3odst #odst https://www.instagram.com/p/CQHTBfJHW9v/?utm_medium=tumblr

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ARC Trooper WIP 1 - based the design loosely off the Lambert Seeker skin from the EA Battlefront 2. Instead of the yellow green I decided to make him match my legion army more. These boys are gonna be fun. #starwars #starwarslegion #miniatures #starwarsfigures #legion #tabletopgaming #tabletopgames https://www.instagram.com/p/CMKrc1-nQ55/?igshid=7qi9dgl4sitm

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ATRT 1 WIP images. CT-3127 “Stripper” WIP should be soon. Think my battle droid tally came out well! What do you think? #starwars #starwarslegion #miniatures #miniaturepainting https://www.instagram.com/p/CLsp2ukH6dv/?igshid=1xnz06ppco87h

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Darts Vader WIP. Man it feels good to start working on my Imperial troops again after so long. Hoping to make the OSL read better in future pictures! #starwars #starwarslegion #miniatures https://www.instagram.com/p/CLMyNMaHd6s/?igshid=15quyzm4bg7sl

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Got some next expansions to work on while I wait on my Republic Specialists to finally come in #starwars #starwarslegion #miniatures https://www.instagram.com/p/CLLPB05H9EX/?igshid=16qfg8aiolc5h

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Star Wars Legion: BARC speeder and TX-130 Hover Tank finished products. These have been a long time coming and their bases are finally finished. #starwars #starwarslegion #miniatures https://www.instagram.com/p/CLLOLtGHtH_/?igshid=1wqnmu7npwlmm

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This is an unscripted idea. My YouTube channel has laid silent for awhile. Should I fix that? https://www.instagram.com/p/CIxQA3unaQN/?igshid=1c6az5nnjyyo3

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I think my Twitter isn’t appreciated. Anyways here’s an ominous tweet about a thing that’s gonna return. Anyone have a guess as to what it is? 🤔 Hint: https://linktr.ee/Echo_Of_Zeon

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My players: what the fuck is that

Me: *holding a case of 300 skeleton miniatures* oh this? Don’t worry about it. 🙃

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girls will say they "know a spot" then take you to the sacrificial altar

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When I was a kid, my mom was a judge and my dad was starting his solo practice, and they both worked full time. There were four of us kids between the ages of one and seven (the Just Us League) and no decent daycares nearby, so they hired a nanny.  She had three almost-adult children, and on days when she couldn’t work, one of her kids would substitute. The oldest kid was named Bob, age 18, and he had just finished army basic training when this all went down. Bob did not have the good sense god gave a rock. 

I have an older brother, Jake, who was seven; then me, Hellen, age five, then Seth, age three, and my little sister Gin would have been one. It was late August, and we were at our nanny’s house, though she was gone for the day. Bob was in charge.

Bob should probably not have been in charge.

Bob tried keeping us entertained with board games and tag and movies. Gin took a nap. Eventually he decided to get creative, and sat us down in the living room with a game and vanished into the garage. There was a smashing sound. And then some saw noises. And then some hammering. And then we saw him going around the house to the back yard through the windows, though we were too short to see what he was doing. And finally, he yelled to us to come out into the driveway. 

Jake and Seth and I trooped out. Bob had both hands behind his back. He stepped up to Jake and revealed what he had in his right hand. 

It was a wooden sword. It was clearly made from what appeared to be parts of a chair’s legs, cut down and nailed together. He presented this, and announced, “You are Sir Jake, the strongest knight!” 

He stepped up to Seth and presented what was in his left hand. It was another wooden sword, smaller than the first, also crudely made out of chair legs. He announced, “You are Sir Seth, the bravest knight!”

At this point, I was practically vibrating in place, waiting eagerly for my sword so I could use it to whale on my brothers, as god intended me to do. I was therefore understandably disappointed to be presented with the business end of a garden hose and told, “You are Miss Hellen, the Water Fairy!”

“No,” I said. “I want a sword.”

Bob was confused. “But you get water magic! Magic’s great!”

“No.” I repeated, holding the hose. It had a spray nozzle set to jet. “I want a sword.”

“Magic’s great. Magic’s better than a sword.” Bob insisted. “You’ll see. Wait here a moment.”

And then Bob ran around the side of house and vanished. 

We stood in the driveway. Jake and Seth poked each other with their swords. I spritzed them idly with the hose, trying to decide which of them would be easier to steal a sword from. 

And then we heard a quiet wooshing noise, and smelled smoke. 

We turned. As we watched, a line of fire rushed around the corner of the house, consuming a path of gasoline poured into the dry August grass. 

We paused and considered this for a few moments. I raised the hose and sprayed a jet of water at the fire. It went out. We glanced at each other. Then we took off running, following the trail of fire, spraying as we went. 

The fire led in a path around the house to the back yard. As we turned the corner, we saw Bob, clad in a bathrobe and holding a curtain rod, standing in the center of a large ring of burning grass. He cackled manically. “I am the FIRE WIZARD! Your puny swords are useless! Nothing but water magic can defeat me!”

I promptly blasted him with the hose. He spluttered. The fire did not go out. 

I turned the hose on the fire itself, spraying a section close to us so that it would extinguish. As soon as there was enough room, Jake charged forward, brandishing his chair leg sword with a battle cry. Seth, always happy to be included, followed. They ran into the circle and began beating Bob around the kneecaps with their swords. I kept spraying. 

Eventually, Bob the Fire Wizard was brought down and all the fire was extinguished. Seth and Jake continued to work on bruising Bob’s shins, and I quickly discarded the hose to lend my fists and extremely pointy elbows to the cause. Bob lay in the smoldering grass, probably regretting using such sturdy chair legs. 

Once we’d all tired ourselves out and lay panting in a heap, Bob decided it was time for the moral of the story. “You see, a sword is nothing compared to the power of a little girl with **magic**.” 

We thought about this for a few moments. Bob nodded wisely. Jake and Seth nodded back. 

“I still want a sword.” I said. 

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If you ever feel like you must be the most unobservant person in the world, remember: I once spent half a year failing to notice that my new favourite restaurant was a money-laundering front for the Ukrainian mafia.

(I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but in retrospect, the fact that it was always dead no matter the time of day - I think the busiest I ever saw it was five people, myself included - well, that should have been a tipoff. Also, the waitstaff kept calling me “Mr. Prokopetz”, which I had assumed was just part of the restaurant’s gimmick, but given that “Prokopetz” is a Ukrainian surname, I’m now force to wonder whether they’d thought I was, you know, in the business. I just liked the pierogi!)

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bro if you cheat at mario kart again we’re gonna have to kick you out of the polycule

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these psycho fucking lawyers who live down the street from st louis mayor Lyda Krewson just pointed weapons at hundreds of protestors including a long time friend of mine as they walked past on the way to the mayor's house (June 28, 2020)