DM: The BBEG begins chanting again. He slices the dagger across the back of his hand and lets his blood run over the wooden eye. The townsfolk start to groan again.
Lyra (playing Hesty): I wonder... Could I try to take the eye off him?
M (playing WA): *eyes light up* God, yes. I was thinking about putting out his candle, but that's even better.
DM: You don't need to make a check to put out the candle, you can just snuff it.
M: I do that, then.
DM: BBEG snarls with displeasure.
Lyra: I make a grab for the eye.
DM: You miss, unfortunately.
M: I also want to grab for the eye.
DM: As he leans away from Hesty, you reach up and snatch it from his hands.
M: Yes! Now what?
Adam (playing Harriet): Throw it to me!
Hamish (playing Hunter): Oh my god, play keep-away with the BBEG.
M: Yes! I throw it to Harriet.
DM: He roars with anger.
Adam: I run to the side door and attempt to leave.
DM: As you run into the corridor, you come face to face with the two Faceless who Gregor locked out earlier, who have circled around the hall.
Adam: Oh, shit! I run back into the hall and use the front doors instead!
DM: Alright, you have left the hall with the main ritual item. That certainly puts a spanner in the BBEG's plans.
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Shonen Jump's official YouTube channel has posted a promotional video for the final volume, narrated (and sung) by Mash Burnedead's anime Japanese voice actor, Kobayashi Chiaki!
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i'm still figuring out obscuring my work from scraping/how people do watermarks so take a heavily-blurred continuation of this WIP that i can't not share in some way because i'll die irl for real if i don't
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On April 19, 2015, Alphaville was screened at the Florida Film Festival.
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About two weeks ago, my ex reached out to me in a very work-like e-mail asking if it was too late to start our friendship over. The initial reaction was who the fuck do you think you are? I'm finally piecing my life back together after chaos she started three years ago. I tried reaching out to her as a friend, and she slapped my hand away. What made her think she could come back?
And then I turned the situation over in my head. She and I went through the exact same catastrophe. Devon did his best to guide me through the pain of it. Things got so rough that something between us ruptured as a result, and we're still trying to fix it, but at least he fucking tried. At least he's still with me and wants to work through this. How did Lore and her wife try to heal things? Did something happen?
My curiosity got the better of me. I answered her saying I was open to talking. Because, really...what do I have to lose in this situation? Her friendship? It'll suck a second time, but I've done it before. If anything, I'm the one who has everything to gain. I still have Devon and Joe. I still have a house in my name. I have two families now - and both of them adopted me as their own instead of it being a blood obligation. If I gain Lore as a friend again - if I can stop calling her my ex, finally - that would be a huge win.
She sucked at being my girlfriend. She was amazing at being my best friend.
When it comes to talking about what happened between us and the aftermath - in which Lore told me she does owe me an apology - we're putting a pin in it. A couple of years ago I would be kicking and screaming, demanding that thorough apology and explanation for why she used me and then discarded me. Now? In 2024? Y'all... I'm tired. We both are. We're well into our 30s. A little bit of normalcy is mandatory at this point. I still have questions, and I have let her know several times already that I have questions. But I'm ready to call a truce until she gets through her personal Hell.
Because what she has told me is: Her marriage is ending. She's trying to move out by June. Her family doesn't understand. I am one of only two people who talk to her now.
Clearly she reached out to me because she was in pain and knew I would be a source of comfort. I know what it's like to feel like everything is falling apart. I also am familiar with how isolating it can be, both actual and self-perpetual. She rejected me when I wanted to repair things with her. I was drowning, and she did nothing. Did I have the right to be as cruel to her as she was to me?
I do. We both know it - she's said as much. But my feelings of schadenfreude have a limit. I'm throwing her a life preserver.
So far our conversations are about anime, weed, work, and memes. I am actually very happy with this set-up. We don't talk about personal things, which is great because that's a literal phobia of mine that I'm working on. Baby steps toward solid ground feels like the right call, given our shared experiences. I hope she feels comfortable enough to tell me more about what's happening in her life as time goes on (while respecting I refuse to talk about much of mine), but all-in-all I'm pleased with the glacial pace.
That being said, if she insults me again (or projects her issues on my relationships again), I'm pushing her off the boat and restarting the propeller.
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i feel i should say that currently the only place all my boss/liteup entries are being hosted in 1 place (so. Not scattered across tumblr tag hell) is MSPFA
https://mspfa.com/?s=50991&p=1
and until EITHER of these camps end thats how its gonna stay cause its the only place that i can host all the entries in one consistently accessible place regardless of format (video, video GAME, images, etc.) before theyre all converted to video format. so. if you missed any comics , gestures
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You realize Cooper is watching you just as intently as you're scrutinizing her. She's chewing on her bread slowly, watching, waiting. Looking at you through a veil. You take a breath, steeling yourself. You've been friends with Cooper for a long time, and you know she values a straightforward conversation.
"Hey Coop?" you start, casual as a cat watching a canary.
"Yes?" the canary asks, with such lethal and expectant nonchalance that you almost lose your nerve.
"Why does it feel like you're..." you founder, realizing you don't exactly have the words to describe what's going on without sounding just a little bit cracked.
"Yes?" Cooper presses eagerly, leaning forward.
"...looking at me through a mask? Like you're wrapped up in four costumes, but I can only see the one that you think I'd like best? Why are you sharp?" at a loss for what else to say, you let the nonsense tumble out of your mouth. It seems to do the trick.
Cooper leans back with a long sigh that's somehow simultaneously relieved and stressed. She sets down her food and stretches her arms over her head with a groan, then smooths her hair back. When she's done there's less of a veil between you. Cooper's clothes are less crisp, but more colorful. Locks of her hair are escaping her perfectly coiffed up-do, but there's a new lustre to it. Her arms are longer, more muscled.
"I suspect..." she says quietly, and lifts a hand to tap your wrist. You follow her indication and notice her nail is pointed like a claw. "...that is has something to do with your new Legacy Mark..." she lifts her finger to point at the cloak hanging on the wall over your shoulder. You look at it. The verdant green leaves have turned red, and are straining, reaching for you. "...and the Warden's Mantle that's so friendly with you."
When you look back at Cooper she's different--the same Cooper you've always known, but also more than the Cooper you've always known. She's taller, hair pulled back, but visibly unruly. Her teeth are pointed, and her green eyes are punctured by narrow slitted pupils. She's still carefully composed, but more like a person conscious of their own strength instead of a beast in a cage of their own making.
There's also something else you notice, which is a very subtle nervousness. You wonder if it's because she's letting you see it, or if you noticed because you've known Cooper so long.
"You took a trip into the Far Weald didn't you? And you tripped right into the thick of some capital 'N' nonsense and now you've got a touch of the True Sight you can see speak Primordial... Which I guess leads us to: are you alright with what you see?"
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October 28, 2023
Snohomish County
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Adam (playing Harriet): I shoot at the gelatinous cube.
DM: Your arrows pierce its goopy form and you have the sense that you have damaged it, before the slime envelops the arrows and sucks them inside.
Marijn (playing Winnifred): I want to... insult it? I can knock it prone.
DM: Though you don't think it understands what you said, your magic does flip it over.
Hamish (playing Hunter): How do you knock a gelatinous cube prone?
DM: I kind of imagine that it has a foot, like a slug or a snail.
Hamish: That makes sense.
M (playing WA): I'm going to stab it again.
DM: Your dagger slashes through a strand of goo and the entire cube denatures. Congratulations, you have slain the gelatinous cube and are now standing in a widening puddle of bright green acidic slime.
Adam: Gross! I don't want to step in that!
M: I go into rubbish bin mode and get out of there asap.
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Take a journey into the woods with this enchanting poem, but beware of the whimsical witch's trap. Her beauty may deceive you, and her potion may tempt you, but her sinister intentions will leave you lost forever. Don't fall prey to her hypnotic stare, and always remember that not all that glitters is gold.
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I swear there’s no such thing as normal people in my life IRL anymore
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Jason has to be half-dead before he will NOT go charging in impulsively without a plan and perhaps without backup
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I made some five cheese macaroni in a cast iron pan and it went horribly the entire time (the pan was too small and the stove was too hot) but ofc because I’m the god of macaroni it still came out edible but I had decided to try string cheese and I’m gonna tell you now if you ever add string cheese to macaroni use A STICK maybe 1 and a half I USED THREE AND IT WAS A STRINGY MESS, I AM WARNING YOU A LITTLE STRICHE (read stree chee) GOES A LONG WAY, anyways this is all leading up to the fact that I ate a small bowlful and that was enough to put me in a small sodium coma so make sure to mac responsibly oomfies learn from my mistakes
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