#Gale talks

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Gale talks: Father from Codename Kids Next Door is absolutely HORRIFYING

We often forget with the silly nature of the show. But Father was an Absolute DEMON!

The man had insane powers! Like his pyrokinesis. His Shapeshifting, his ability to tank insane amounts of physical damage. Oh and let’s not forget the time he BLEW A HOLE THROUGH THE EARTH BIG ENOUGH TO BE SEEN FROM SPACE!

Father was also strong enough to make Grandfather, (his own father, who had enslaved the entire planet) legit stop in shock when he was getting super angry. If father did continue being pissed it’s arguable he could have matched or even surpassed Grandfather.

Let’s not forget how he brainwashed sector Z, the arguably most competent group of operatives in KND legend. Was smart enough to configure a weapon that could turn every operative of the KND into an animal. Had MULTIPLE death robots. Also capable of building a STARSHIP SIZED cake that was fully functional as a weapon and arguably the best ice cream cake in the galaxy.

Father is a man of means and an absolute beast.

[babesareblue]

[gremlinwithacause]

one of the things about revisiting old ideas is realizing all the unintentional messages in ur story line up exactly with whatever was going wrong with you at the time. like yeah. i do have mother issues. i didn't mean to make a plot about it.

[bag-0f-b0nes]

I'm just a little guy

And it's my birthday!

[ribbonentrails]

Took a long time to complete my first run, so it's only right to celebrate it by doing an equally long piece of the companions 🫶

[midnigtartist]

They’re just some little guys

[druidgroves]

the baldur's gate 3 experience when you accidentally trigger an unintentional romance because you thought you were just being a really supportive friend

[greseadraws]

i saw this and couldn't resist doing a small sketch

[februarys-wednesday]

he’s autistic. he’s bisexual. he’s the smoothest motherfucker you’ll ever meet. he’s a loser. he’s a 35 year old man. he’s babygirl. he’s brooding. he’s a ray of sunshine. he’s an optimist. he’s passively suicidal. he has knee problems. he’s a househusband. he’s a powerful magical being. he’s a recent divorcee. he’s a slut. he’s a canon munch. he’s a romantic. he has an ego the size of the sun. he’s the most insecure man you’ll ever meet. i didn’t say his name but you thought of him didn’t you

[depressedfungus]

Baldurs gate isn’t a dnd game it’s a really really really hard dress up game

[mossy-rock-in-a-field]

Several weeks ago, my retirement-age mother requested that I play Baldur’s Gate 3 for her because she has trouble with controllers/keyboards and wanted “to see what all the fuss is about with that cute wizard boy.” For context, my mother and I have done this sort of thing in the past with certain RPGs (dragon age, mass effect, etc.), but it’s been a few years since she’s personally requested a game like this. Basically, I control her Tav but let her make all the choices so she can determine how the story plays out without worrying about mechanics. She treats it like a choose-your-own-adventure book.

Anyway, here is a list of some of the things my mother has said and/or chosen to do throughout the course of BG3 in no particular order:

She is (obviously) romancing Gale. She is quite smitten with him and his passion for books and learning; she also thinks he’s polite and qualifies as “relationship material.” She also REALLY likes the things he’s said about his cat so far (my mom is a cat lady), so I know she’s gonna flip shit when we meet Tara in Act III.

She’s playing a normal druid Tav with a generally good alignment. Her favorite spell is Spike Growth because she thinks it’s hilarious whenever enemies walk into the AOE and die. I usually end up having to cast it at least once per battle per her request. Sometimes twice.

Contrary to her alignment, my mother tasks me with robbing every single chest, crate, barrel, and burlap sack we come across; this also includes people and their pockets. The party is always at max carrying capacity. ALWAYS. She doesn’t like selling things because “what if I need them.” The camp stash is in literal shambles. There is no hope of organizing it. She’s got like fifty seven sets of rags and a billion pieces of random silverware.

She MUST talk to every animal and corpse in the game. I think five hours of her total playtime so far (47ish) has been spent speaking to animals as many times as humanly possible. Like, I was thorough in my own playthroughs, but this is on a whole other level.

She did NOT get Volo’s lobotomy, but she did let Auntie Ethel take her eye in hopes of a cure for the tadpole. I did not understand the logic then. I still do not understand it now.

She is far more interested in fashion than equipment stats. Do you have any idea how much gold I’ve had to spend on dyes just to make things match? SO much. Same vibe as that “please someone help me balance my finances my family is starving” tweet but instead of candles it’s thirty thousand fucking bottles of black and furnace red dye.

We broke the prisoners out of Moonrise, but they got on the boat too early and bugged the fight by leaving Astarion and Karlach behind. Wulbren Bongle somehow got stuck in combat mode even after engaging the cutscene on the docks below Last Light; he he kept trying to run ALL THE WAY BACK TO MOONRISE nine fucking meters at a time while I frantically tried to finish the fight with the Warden, otherwise Wulbren would have run straight into the shadow curse. (I would’ve let him go; fuck Wulbren Bongle, all my homies hate Wulbren Bongle. But my mom didn’t know that, and she wanted to keep him safe. So.)

She had me reload a save like eighteen times to save the giant eagles on top of Rosymorn Monastery. Wouldn’t even let me do non-lethal damage just to get past things. I think getting that warhammer for the dawnmaster puzzle took us like an hour and a half alone. (Yes, I know you can use any warhammer, but SHE didn’t.)

She’s started keeping an irl notebook to keep track of her quests between play sessions. She writes down ideas and strategies when she thinks of them during the week, then brings them to her next game session at my house. I think she wrote about three pages on possible approaches to the goblin fortress alone.

She insists that I pet Scratch and the owlbear cub before every single long rest, no exceptions. Sometimes I have to do it multiple times until she is absolutely sure that the animals know exactly how much she loves and cherishes them. She has also commissioned a crocheted owlbear plush from a friend of hers and is very excited.

I’m sure there’s a bunch of stuff I’m forgetting, but those are some fun things I thought of. She’s enjoying the game and is telling all of her retired friends to get it and play it for themselves. She asked me “what is Discord” yesterday and I think my life flashed before my eyes.

anyway shout out to my mom for being neat

Part 2 — Part 3 — Part 4 — Part 5

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Really thinking about it, being a super villain in the real world wouldn’t actually be that hard.

As a kid I used to think it would be so difficult, who would willingly be a minion to a villain? But then as an adult, it really dawned on me how people actually are.

People will be minions to unspeakably evil for simple reasons

1. Money. (People kill, steal, and do all sorts of dumb shit for it)

2. Cause. (Is someone is charismatic enough or the person is so desperate for a reason they will do anything just for purpose, look at cults and other extreme ideological groups)

3. Power. (Similar to money, promise people some influence or control and they will eagerly become vile minions)

4. Boredom. (Honestly if you told someone they could get paid to help make a weather controlling device or a rocket on some unknown island, people would probably do it)

And I know what your thinking, “No way the government will let anyone be a super villain.”

There are dictators all over the world, not to mention governments are corrupt and as long as you convince them you aren’t attacking them, or they think they could leverage you, you exist just fine. You just can’t be stupid about it.

The only real problem is getting money, but if I’m being completely honest, just set up a go fund me, get a costume, and some minion costumes and watch people support you. Easy as that.

I got half a mind to do it myself if ruling the world didn’t seem pointless.

[thelifeinmyshadesofgrey]

BG3 PARTY BANTER [2/?] Lae'zel & Gale at Felogyr's Fireworks

[gremlinwithacause]

"if you dont have anything nice to say, dont say it" girlie pop, this is an art school critique

[bag-0f-b0nes]

It's so important to genuinly acknowledge your friends's mental illnesses and or neurodivergenty!!

Bc yesterday my best friend messaged me reminding me that he appreciates me and then APOLOGISED for not saying it enough, and that he will try to do better in remembering bc "it's very unfair of me not to do so, especially concidering how much you tell me and how much you struggle with imposter syndrome and self loathing"

Like thank you for validating my struggles and trying to be a better friend instead of just, not doing that, y'know? Cause i've had lots of old friends go "it sucks you feel that way" and then not remembering or keeping it in mind

[hekuuu]