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So, like, is Carolina gold BBQ sauce SUPPOSED to taste like mustard?

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When you’re in the middle of a fic and realise you’ve missed a very critical tag

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painting the lad -- have some of these brushstrokes in this wip

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I am terrified, and I need help.

Hello everyone. Sorry I've been dark on all forms of chatting to people for most of Dec, unfortunately. I've been adjusting to medication for my mental health and physical health issues post-car-crash and they've been having some Fun Side Effects. Also, my desktop computer AND my laptop died stone dead in the same week, which definitely didn't help the mental part.

Having lost my job after having the gall to 'have my GP demand I take the month off after a high speed car crash' and my work refusing to accommodate me once I returned, I've been living off my small savings and desperately looking for work. I've not found anything so far.

All of this to mean, This Is It. Once I've paid January's rent on the 3rd Jan, I will not have enough money for Feburary. At all.

And I need help. So much help. More help than I have ever asked for before to keep us housed and fed and safe.

My rent is £1190 a month. My bills are between £300 - £450, not accounting for the food bill. I've applied for assistance, but it's been such a difficult process that I've had to loop my local MP into the proceedings. So I've received nothing in the way of help from the govt yet.

I....I just need monetary help. I have a wonderful friend in @ themathomhouse who has been magnificent in helping me navigate the bureaucracy and paperwork as I've been incapable of doing so without having a massive breakdown, and I've been keeping my medical visits and waitlists ticking over. But after the 3rd I will be looking to pay my next round of rent in Feb somehow out of the £500 I'll have left, and that math doesn't add up at all.

I hate this. I hate this because I had a job and a lifeplan all starting, only for it to be slapped out of my hands by...literally nothing I did. I hate that I'm entering the single most precarious month of my life having to told my life and the lives of my family in my hands in a horrifying balancing act. I'm just scared, worried, and stressed out.

If you can help, my paypal is HERE. If you want to help but can't, please just share this post. If you don't even want to do that, please just send me well wishes because I'm just...a complete wreck right now.

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the fight is harder each year.

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im jesus

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hurr hurr I'm a human body hurr hurr I'm gonna solve all my problems using mucus

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Blades in the Dark Character Concept: A Fishy Journalist Whisper

First thought for a Blades in the Dark character, and I’m going to do the wholly expected thing and make a Tycherosi Whisper. Because, well. Demonic occultist in a haunted dieselpunk city. I have types?

Starting from the heritage, because if you’re going to make a Whisper, naturally you look at the demon-blooded inhabitants of a mysterious semi-mythical land far beyond the northern Void Sea. So Tycheros. And. If you’re Tycherosi, you choose a ‘demonic telltale’ like black shark eyes to mark your character. So I bounced down to the section on devils to look at demon features, and there’s some cool stuff down there, but those are for full-blown demons. So wings, tentacles, tails. I could have gone something milder, like the scales or the eyes, but …

Tentacles. I do want the tentacles. But full-blown tentacles is too much. But. What about tattoos of tentacles? Or ‘tattoos’ of tentacles, inky marks that shift and undulate and move beneath the surface of her skin? Because Tycheros is far beyond the Void Sea, Tycherosi are strangers from ‘beyond the Void Sea’. So lets bring some Void Sea into the proceedings here. A traveller who arrived in Doskvol on a ship from the Void Sea.

And. With that thought. Moving to background. There is a landmark in the Docks called Ink Lane, a twisting back street full of tattooists and journalists, because ink slingers. And maybe when she arrived she hung around there, because her demon marks fit in at least a little bit better among the tattoo artists, and while she was rubbing shoulders with the other sorts of ink slingers, the journalists, maybe she took a shine for the career. So maybe she’s been in Doskvol for a few years now, and maybe she tried her hand at the press. So we’ll go Academic, a journalist.

For my action dots, Whisper automatically puts a dot in Study and two in Attune. My background dot I’ll put in Consort, because journalists have contacts. My heritage dot … I’m not sure. I might put it in Wreck? Just for the demonic angle. Maybe she channels something a little bit dark sometimes. And my two free dots I think I might put in Survey. She’s got her eyes open, this one. So she’ll have two in Attune, two in Survey, and one each in Study, Consort and Wreck.

For the special ability. I was tempted by Ghost Mind, by Occultist, by Ritual. For a journalist, they all make sense. But. I think I’m still going back to the Void Sea, to demon blood, to tentacles. I think I’m going to pick Tempest. Because the leviathans are demons, and, a little bit, so is she. So storms and lightning. So tentacles and void ink and drowning. Yeah. I think it’s definitely Tempest.

My friend and my rival … Are we going to side with the demon, Setarra? Are we that wild and that tempestuous, that full of sympathy for the devil? Possibly. I think we just might. And then the enemy … I mean, we could go Scurlock. That might be a bit too neat. But it would also make sense. Heh.

(In terms of factions, I suspect she’s nursing some antipathy for the Leviathan Hunters. And, obviously, Lord Scurlock. Gets on fine with the Ink Rakers, though).

My vice, naturally, is Weird. Because she enjoys oddities, flotsam and jetsam. And for the purveyor, there is apparently a hooded proprietor of a half-flooded grotto tavern near the docks, which folds so neatly into everything else.

For our name, look, and alias … She’s a tall, bony woman, with cheekbones like knives, dark brown eyes, and dark brown hair in a reporter’s bob cut. She wears tired three-piece suits with high collared shirts, but as high as they are you can still sometimes glimpse the inked darkness of a tentacle slither along her neck just above them. I definitely also want her to have one of those caped greatcoats. Her name …

Indira Sevoy. Alias Undine. She’s got a watery sort of reputation.

One final detail, Whispers get a ‘Fine Spirit Mask’ among their equipment, which enables them to see supernatural energies in detail, and somewhat protects them against possession. Each mask is unique, and strange, and disturbing. So what does her mask look like? It looks like the Void Sea. It’s carved of a slick, smooth black stone, carved with faint ripples and wavelets, and faint lights appear to glimmer beneath the surface of the stone as faint stars appear to glimmer beneath the sea.

So here we are. A very fishy journalist, a stranger from across the sea, a long-time inhabitant of Ink Lane, a connoisseur of the strange and the delightful and the oceanic. A Tycherosi Whisper.

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“Get his ass” Is so unreasonably funny to me. A huge win for the English language. Today’s version of “seize him” imo

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1st of January.

The International Day of Doing Absolutely Nothing.💤