#jackalope mail

[crackerjackalopegames]

In this dispatch of Jackalope Mail, I'm talking about some fun and weird folklore elements and how you can use them in your TTRPGs! Including trees fueled by blood and the ultimate dark academia setting! Check it out!

[renstrapp]

You are alive for the first time, so be easy on yourself. But you are also alive for the only time, so make it count.

postcard for February mail club, join here

[bhcrafts]

Got my new backdrop printed and it finally came in the mail today, so I did a photoshoot with the two Antebit (jackalope) plushies I have on hand atm - a Biblically accurate angel (seraphim)-themed one and a blue and white/delftware-themed one!

Both are up for grabs on Etsy (link in bio)

Edit: The angel one has sold already, but I'll be relisting it as made to order when I'm able to!

[ljamesart]

I've posted some cute jackalopes recently, so here's a spooky one from 2022! Another banger character from Gwimm

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[shiftysphynx]

Here are April and Mays sticker club stickers! If you want to get the jackalope, you only have a couple more days to subscribe to the sticker club tier to get the cutie in the mail! After that, subscribe by the end of April to get the cute little mushrooms! Thanks for looking and supporting me!

https://www.patreon.com/shiftysphynx

[alien-sunset]

February's Patreon Sticker of the Month is here!! the lovely Jackelope! https://ift.tt/xy1Nhz6 $5 a month for the Sticker of the Month Club, or $10 a month to get your Sticker in a piece of hand made Mail Art!! or $15 to get a Sticker, Mail Art AND a Month Ahead Tarot Reading! #stickers #penandinkdrawing #jackalope — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/K8TjaBC

[whatwh]

Forest Au

In this story Shinsou was mostly ignored by his parents, meaning that the bullies at school tended to follow jhim home. On one of these days, Shinsou decided to try and hide in the forest surrounding his home. He went inside and he got terribly lost. Eventually he ran into a cabin that seemed to be empty, and he walked inside. When he went inside food was on the table and he couldn't stop himself from eating it (he made sure to leave the berries that he found in its place) before falling asleep on the couch.

The next day he was woken up by jackalope izuku who after talking with shinsou decided to let him stay. Over time they grew very very close and Shinsou learned about the inside of the cabin called nowhere, anything that he needed to stay alive would appear  (things like food, shower water, blankets, clothes, entertainment, schooling, etcetera). He also learned that time does not pass normally while he's inside of Nowhere. On some occasions  when the two left the cabin it would be days or even months in the future and on rare occasions it would even be years or decades in the future, while on other occasions they would be in the past. Time Passed very very slowly inside the cabin.

Izuku introduced him to the Town called Edne that they would occasionally visit, but it was a very hostile environment so they avoided it as much as possible. (The Town was responsible for security, insuring that knowone knew of the magic)

One day while out exploring the world they found a small child , Eri, who had been temporarily abandoned in order to scare her into doing As Told by Overhaul. The two of them took her in  but  one day when  Shinsou was practicing magic (the magic concentrated in the forest caused magical abilities) he accidentally took the charm away from the house that made it so their needs were fulfilled. extremely guilty about this he  moves to the city where he started working day after day at two different jobs and sending as much money as possible back to the two of them while keeping what he needed to survive for himself, thanks to the  exchange rate between the money before it's used and  yen he was able to keep everyone alive and relatively healthy. The downside is that because it's a magical forest he's unable to contact them due to how expensive it is to send mail, and because he is constantly working he doesn't have the time to visit them.

This makes it so that he slowly gets worse and worse mental state until eventually about one year later he is found by Aizawa  realizes how bad  his mental state was and talks shinsou into temporarily going into his care.

Eventually Shinsou decides to try and become a hero, due to  not only being close with  Eraserhead  and Mic  but his many years in the cabin/Forest,he doesn't have any problems getting into the school. One day when he was on his internship with Aizawa he gets kidnapped by the league except this time they have a person with the memory-based quirk because they were planning on taking info out of the students head on the teachers' weaknesses. she immediately latches on to the fact that shinsou has almost triple the amount of memories someone his age should have, as well as his memories of the forest. She does this when it is only him, her and Aizawa in her room so the rest of the LOV don't know it. She eventually decides that it's not important information, mainly because she doesn't want to admit that there is stuff that she doesn't understand about memories.

Shinsou mostly cuts Aizawa out of his life due to his questioning over this event. But when he chases a criminal into the forest, only to get amnesia and an intense sickness, Shinsou Knows his only chance of surviving would mean bringing him into the forest, into Nowhere.

[jackelopeshop]

Aye so I don't know shit about the game so I'll pick random numbers,1 ,13 ,18 , and 5. Goodluck.

1. High or Low honor? Why?

High! I love being a good guy :) even if I am playing as an outlaw

13. Favorite character that's not apart of the gang?

Albert Mason or Charles Châtenay! They're both very fun side characters and whenever I see their quest blips on the map I get really excited!

18. Which gang member did you want to spend more time with?

Javier, Kieran, and Séan! They're all really cool characters and definite faves of mine :)

[MINOR SPOILER WARNING FOR THE NEXT ASK]

5. What're your thoughts on Strauss?

Redeemable asshole. I don't like or agree with his job, but compared to other gang members like Micah, he's not the worst. He definitely redeemed himself after he was captured by Pinkertons and didn't rat out the gang, though.

[howdywrites]

MY SHIRT CAME IN THE MAIL 😍 I got it from Jackalope Jane!!

[asimovsideburns]

Archipelago session summary 5! Which is still technically being written before session 6! It’s fine!

Okay, so, when last we left out intrepid heroes, they were failing to determine whether or not goblins have bones. They just don’t know! This is fine! Don’t worry about it!

They travel to Falcon’s hunting lodge as a stopover on their way to check in on Butterskull Ranch, planning to drop Tibor there and make him Falcon’s problem. They make it there without incident, and the cook lets them in. They give him the wine they brought, as well as Shrimp’s Mystery Liquid, take a tour of the grounds, and get settled in for dinner (Adva spends some time with the rabbits first, though).

It is one of the dinners of all time, for sure.

First, Adva noticed that Falcon’s food is not the same as theirs, and jumps to the conclusion that he is, in fact, a werewolf. And then asks him how long he’s been a werewolf. He is not a werewolf. Also it’s rude to just ask people you don’t know about their medical history??? He’s like, hey I’m not a werewolf?? Like look I’ve even got actual silver silverware. It self disinfects.

Nim is not eating because they are allergic to silver. Nim also is not saying anything about it.

Shrimp is like. Hmm. The energy in here is so bad right now. So they loudly make an excuse to take Nim and head off to the kitchen, were the cook (Corwin! That was his name!) and Pell are eating their dinner. Mason and Chantry are like. Bro We Are Just Sitting Here.

Adva keeps pressing and Falcon is like, you know what, I think I’m going to go eat in my room actually.

Shrimp and Nim go to the kitchen and end up having a wonderful time with Corwin and Pell—there are wooden utensils in addition to silver ones, and after dinner Nim teaches the others how to play Fizzbin, a card game with rules both many and complex.

Meanwhile, Adva, Mason, and Chantry decide to explore around the main house. Chantry has a breastplate, but Mason’s chain mail gives her disadvantage in stealth, so she takes it off and wraps it up so it doesn’t make noise, and Adva wildshapes into a jackalope (almiraj stat block).

They stealth upstairs and look around, correctly perceiving which door has Falcon behind it and then finding first the deluxe guest room and then a locked door. They stand around talking and trying to get into the locked room, and Falcon storms out, revealing that they had in fact NOT beaten his passive perception, and tells them that they have tested his hospitality enough. They are to return to the guest house and leave in the morning.

They do return to the guest house, but the locked door… it intrigues them. After a short rest to regain wildshape uses, Mason and Adva head over to one of the pillars that supports this extension, Mason decides to… start smoking? As a distraction? Mason has never smoked before. She stole the pipe and tobacco from the deluxe guest bedroom. She fails her con save really badly and starts coughing, then goes for another drag and starts puking. Smoking is bad for you, kids!!

Adva wildshapes into an ant and crawls under the door and finds… something bad.

In the dining room from before, there were a lot of taxidermy animals—Falcon is Falcon the Hunter, after all, I suppose? But here, in this room, are taxidermy people. Heads, mounted on the wall, each with a blood-caked arrow mounted next to them.

Mostly orcs, like Mason and Chantry.

Adva nopes out of there, grabs Mason, grabs Shrimp and Nim from the kitchen, and bolts back to the guest house, dropping a fog cloud on the way to obscure their movement. She fills everyone in and they spend a while deciding between fight and flight before finally deciding that they need to kill Falcon here and now.

They set a trap to lure him out and ambush the unsuspecting hunter. During combat, he starts monologuing, revealing that, yes, he does in fact kill and eat people. He says bandits, and he says it’s because he needs to eat flesh to survive without becoming something worse (he is, mechanically, a ghoulish dhampir), but the truth of the matter is that he’s allowed himself to become a monster, no matter what delusions he believes.

The team gets a few hits in, persuade/intimidate Corwin and Pell into running, and Falcon disengages and retreats back into the house, out of sight.

Tonight, we’ll pick up where we left off, and someone is going to die.

Hopefully Falcon.

[crackerjackalopegames]

In this dispatch of Jackalope Mail, I talk about one of my all time favourite tabletop games: Blood on the Clocktower, and how you can turn one of its character abilities into a curse in your TTRPG games!

This is my favourite article that I have written so far so please check it out! And let me know what you think :)

[joemerl]

Writer’s Month 2021, Day 5: “Secret”

Fandom: Invader Zim/Gravity Falls crossover

Word count: 880

Summary: Dib tries to investigate a paranormal hotspot. Unfortunately its residents aren’t making it easy for him. 

Author’s notes: Hopefully this will be a full-length fic someday.

Dib Membrane was used to frustration. He was used to people refusing to see the paranormal even when it was in front of their eyes. But he wasn’t used to people lying about seeing the paranormal. And after an hour in Gravity Falls, he was convinced that that was what was happening.

“Never mind all that!” a random townsperson said when asked about the events of the previous year.

“But witnesses said that the sky was red, only in a patch of sky right above this town! How—”

“Never mind all that!” the man insisted, then turned and ran away.

The same thing happened when Dib went into the local diner.

“Never mind all that,” the blue-haired waitress said breezily. One eye swiveled as she moved. “Now, what kind of soda would you like?”

“Classic Poop. But the town was completely cut off! My sources say that there were no calls, e-mails—”

“Power outage.”

Dib flipped through his notes. “Okay, but people who went to your town’s website, or even any blogs or social media accounts from people living here, saw ‘staticky videos of a weird, triangle-shaped cyclops laughing and speaking in ominous backwards messages.’ And any recordings of those messages went blank a few days later!”

“POWER OUTAGE!” Dib recoiled as the waitress put her face about an inch from his. Then she drew back and cheerfully left to get him his soda.

Dib marched out of the restaurant a few minutes later. He grilled random people walking along the street. He tried asking some kids younger than him. He asked a police officer. And each began with the same phrase: “Never mind all that.”

He might have believed that they were all just stupid, like the people back home...except that, as he was talking to one woman, a giant eyeball with bat wings flew by. Dib let out a scream and fell back, while the woman scoffed, swung her purse at it and grumbled something about “stupid pests.” Dib was still fumbling for his camera while it flew off into the forest.

While he was talking to the policeman, two foot-tall men in pointed hats ran by, working together to carry a large ham.

“And what are those?!” he cried, motioning as they disappeared into the bushes. “How can you tell me that there’s nothing weird about this town when—YAAAGGGHHHZZZ!”

“WHOO-HOO! Mad with power!” the police officer cheered, running off and waving his taser above his head. 

Dib stumbled over to a telephone poll and grabbed it for support. He blinked when he noticed the flyer attached to it. Then he snatched it up, rereading it thoughtfully.

And that’s how he found his way to the Mystery Shack, a small wooden building not far out of town.

There were a few other tourists milling around as Dib tentatively checked out the exhibits. A fake bear head with a unicorn horn. A fake Sasquatch wearing briefs. A stuffed jackalope, which upon close inspection proved definitely fake. A T-rex skull that might have been real, but didn’t technically count as paranormal if it did.

In the gift shop, Dib found a tall, redheaded teenager reading a magazine behind the counter. He grabbed a bumper sticker at random and slapped it on the counter.

The girl sighed and then, impressively, started to scan his purchase without looking up from her magazine.

“Hey. Did you enjoy the exhibits?”

“No. So,” Dib handed her a ten-dollar bill, speaking in a fake-casual voice that he hoped was leading, “you deal with the supernatural here, right?”

“I assure you, nothing in these exhibits counts as ‘natural.’”

“Right. Well—I’ve heard some rumors about stuff in this town.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Specifically, stuff that happened around here last August?”

The girl finally looked up. “Oh, right. ‘Never mind all that.’” She gave Dib a wry look, like this was some inside joke that she expected him to get. Then she slid his bumper sticker across the counter, along with a penny in change, and went back to her magazine.

It was her tone, more mocking than deceptive, which finally set Dib off. He pounded the counter, causing her to jump.

“You’ve got to be kidding me! You have a museum dedicated to the paranormal, but you still won’t tell me about the actual paranormal phenomena that you obviously know?!

“Do you think you’re being clever?!” he continued, now pacing back in forth in front of the desk, gesturing wildly at the air. “Every person in this town says that same thing! This couldn’t be a more obvious cover-up! And then I waste ten dollars on a bribe, and you still won’t cut me a break? You think I actually want this?!” He waved the overpriced bumper sticker in front of the girl, who continued to stare. “If you think you’re fooling anyone, you’re wrong, and I am not leaving this town until I uncover the truth!”

He ended by pointing dramatically in the girl’s face, then lowered his arm, breathing heavily.

A few seconds passed before she spoke.

“I go on break in five minutes. Sneak into the back room, and I’ll tell you what you want to know.”

Dib blinked. Then he gave a manic grin, grabbed his bumper stick and hurried in the direction she had pointed.

[catbatart]

I’ve finished all of these guys and will be posting them as their allotted days come up! 

If you are interested in getting one of these as a 5x7 print this month, feel free to pledge to the mailout tier on my Patreon sometime in July, message me your favorite, and I will have it mailed to you by the end of the month!

The first 10 are: 1. Mothman 2. Bunyip 3. Santa Lucia Dark Watchers 4. Jackalope 5. Ropen 6. Lone Mountain Pine Devil 7. Mongolian Death Worm 8. Montauk Monster 9. Dobhar-Chu 10. Ozark Howler

[pink-bumble-bee]

Unpopular opinion but ilvermorny would not just be “Hogwarts but in America”. There’s a lot of cultural differences here and some things just don’t transfer over.

First of all, almost nobody rides trains. They’re inefficient, slow, and not really practical for transporting thousands of students across the continent. America is big, y’all. My head cannon is that almost every airport has designated bording area for ilvermorny planes (and no, there wouldn’t be just one plane, that would take forever).

AND mail would NOT be delivered by owl (insert joke about bald eagles here). They’re way too uncommon in most places; most people I know have never even seen an owl. I’m thinking most places would resort to pigeons, crows, or seagulls. Not quite as glamorous, but not nearly as obvious.

Also houses aren’t a thing in American schools. Like at all. Since I don’t want to completely scrap the idea, I think the houses would only apply to things like lunch schedules and competitive sports. As for the dorms, I think houses would be mixed. And the rooms themselves would be bare bones; I’m talking beige walls, two bunk beds, and a desk, that’s it.

And, anyone who grew up in the middle of the woods (which I’m assuming is where ilvermorny is) remembers the nature field trips. These kids would be learning about logging, water conservation, fish identification, forest fires, and for arts and crafts they’d do that thing where they play with stamps of various animal tracks. Heck, where I grew up, most elementary schools had forestry competitions and students would compete in tree identification. Herbology would focus mostly on local wildlife and care for magical creature would be about identifying enchanted trout, how to care for a jackalope, what to do if you come across a wendigo. I also had this weird idea of younger kids having a herbology project where they have to grow a bean in a cup, but the beans grow impossibly big (kind of like hagrids pumpkins)

They would have pep rallies with cheer leaders who use spells to get their jumps higher. Band and choir concerts in an auditorium with magically amazing acoustics. The theatre department would still be criminally underfunded, but it wouldn’t matter because all of the crew would be masters of creating illusions.

Morning announcements could be done by sending a howler to each class room.

The pledge of allegiance would be done to a flag projected from a teachers wand.

The pep club would make moving posters advertising games.

Each house has their own academic decathlon team and they have magical highlighters so that, when revisited, the highlighted portion is read aloud.

The cafeteria is a mess of spells and potions and cardboard pizza (not even magic could improve public school lunches).

Why is nobody talking about the glorious mess that would be mixing the American schooling system with magic?!

[shiftysphynx]

Thanks everyone who is subscribed to my Patreon at the sticker club tier! Stickers for march will begin production on Monday! Next month’s sticker (April) is this cute jackalope! You have until the end of March to subscribe to the Sticker Club to get this baby sent to ya in the mail! Love you all!

https://www.patreon.com/shiftysphynx

[blazingrabbitarts]

Something a bit different, my first mail art! One of my more recent hobbies is Postcrossing, wich is sending postcards to people around the world. I really fell in love with the Tag games is the forums and wanted to try my hand at mail art. #mailart #postcrossing #jackalope #gouache #envelope #artistoninstagram #blazingrabbitarts https://www.instagram.com/p/CQauQt4Du6M/?utm_medium=tumblr