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bad hip pain day which means i'm thinking about edmund and being reminded that if a divine power ever made me feel like this every day of my life i would make it my mission to personally dethrone them so he's a more tolerant man than i

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respect to my various dms for never letting them STAY dead obv i would be sad if a character permanently died but i have and could acept it. but the party drama of being first blood and then coming back AFTER is real good to be a part of.

MY CHARACTERS ARE SO FUCKING GOOD AT DYINGGGGGG

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MY CHARACTERS ARE SO FUCKING GOOD AT DYINGGGGGG

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the curse is lifted! you are no a beast no more! congratulations! but you'll never forget the way they looked at you, will you.

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guy who substitutes different sex acts for "suck my dick" as a figure of speech but can't stop choosing like weirdly sensual ones every time

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hey dude, idk how much you remember from the party last night but- yeah, everyone saw your want. yeah no it was pretty late and winding down so it was quiet enough that every single person there saw it throbbing and twitching in your chest and so wet with hunger it was glistening under the kitchen light. they said it looked like it was reaching for something

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realizing i don't like having characters in established/pre-planned ships bc then i miss out on the arguably funnest part of playing group pretend, my character having a stupid little crush

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I mean you've threatened to kill me a bunch of times. You once told me you were gonna drown me in a river like a kangaroo.

[warm laugh of fond reminiscence] I did do that

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Catherynne M. Valente, from The Bread We Eat in Dreams; "The Red Girl," published in 2013

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all i'm saying is that if i were a god. i'd expect to be fucked on my own altar at least once. you know?

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guy who wins at poker not by being stoic but by bursting into tears every time he looks at his cards, just full hysterical breakdown every round and you gotta peer through the void of theatre kid problems to figure it out

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wouldn't it be neat if dragons did the thing salmon do. imagine it's spring and the gold dragon that trains the clergy at the local temple to bahamut gets really pissed off and antagonistic and their wings completely change shape and they get kinda gnarly and bright red and then they just like

leave and never come back.

cuz they felt compelled to this one specific valley that's full of red dragon corpses and what looks like glittery sand but is actually thousands of tiny weatherworn shards of egg shells.

and then 5 years later a gold wyrmling shows up at the temple to claim dibs.

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I'm not corrupted by the amulet or anything but people who might try to touch or steal it from me definitely have to die. just as a moral thing

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got stuck in a room where we all came under a spell that turned each other into enemies. hale got a nat 20 on his will save and slapped his first mate so hard he recognized him by the sting alone and succeeded HIS will save.

vice could never (complementary)

adventure as vice’s shitty dad part one:

all our characters are teenagers freshly recruited by a privateer. cornered another pc and held my knife to their throat so i could have their position as boatswain’s mate bc i didn’t want to spend my time in the crow’s nest. convinced the barbarian to start fights w other members of the crew so i could make myself his bookie and collect bets and i’m splitting it 70/30 but telling him it’s 50/50 because he can’t do the math to prove me wrong.

we’re not sharing our alignments but i think they might know.

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hale ended up as the captain. :) made the barbarian his first mate and now we’re on a scavenger hunt wheeee lalala give me treasure and fame. i mean. us. treasure and fame for us.

dm: this next challenge will require you to sail through a maelstrom without losing your ship or any of its crew

hale: alright none of you FUCK THIS UP FOR ME BY DYING

adventure as vice’s shitty dad part one:

all our characters are teenagers freshly recruited by a privateer. cornered another pc and held my knife to their throat so i could have their position as boatswain’s mate bc i didn’t want to spend my time in the crow’s nest. convinced the barbarian to start fights w other members of the crew so i could make myself his bookie and collect bets and i’m splitting it 70/30 but telling him it’s 50/50 because he can’t do the math to prove me wrong.

we’re not sharing our alignments but i think they might know.

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t-shirt that says ‘I LOVE BEING ALONE IN QUIET DARK PLACES.’ on the front and ‘I AM NOT A FUNGUS.’ on the back.