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Found a new type of guy.
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Scientia Mors Est NERDS!
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would he be mad if someone called him Kitty Pike
oh, almost certainly
#my art#ask#kit pike#k-cell#operation: silent mountain#fun fact the filename for this drawing is ''federal purreau of investigation.png''#sanposting#psygullisms
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Translated the infamous Cassilda's song to Russian while preparing to run Impossible Landscapes. Everyone is welcome to use my translation if you like it.
О берег бьются облака, Два солнца прячутся в волнах, И тени все длинней в Каркозе.
Созвездий черных странный свет Мерцает странным лунам вслед, Но всех страннее мрак Каркозы.
Струится с неба песнь Гиад, Лохмотья Короля шуршат, Но тишина царит в Каркозе.
Мой голос нем, слова мертвы, Невыплаканных слез следы Засохнут навсегда в Каркозе.
#delta green#sanposting#call of cthulhu#impossible landscapes#carcosa#robert w chambers#ttrpg community#I feel I need to run impossible landscapes before I literally go insane with this book#have you seen the yellow sign?#yellow sign#king in yellow#I'm going to write a bunch of creepy play pages and hand them out to my agents to drive them crazy
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I don't feel bad for them but you know for a fact there was some guy recruited into the "Program" because they saw a egirl military recruiting tiktok to join space force to "fight aliens and defend our world" and now they are covering up extra judicial murders of civilians because they saw some yellow squiggles and some dude in a white mask.
They probably say some annoying or dumb shit like "I got GreenPilled". I hope this guy I made up sees some unspeakable horrors.
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Weird Delta Green PC concept: guy with 80% compsci and 80% athletics (they're a climber bro)
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Delta Green agents doing hypergeometric rituals they can't begin to understand
Found my 53yo very-much-not-online father in the kitchen today meticulously arranging cutlery on the countertop and i was like 'what are you doing' and he looked up at me with the world's most shit-eating grin and said "Your mother told me this is how you rick-roll the Youth" and i looked over and it was fucking. Loss.jpg.
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Failing my rolls so bad Agent Rubric was uninvited to the Opera (Shot in the back of the head by his fellow Delta Green Agent)
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Thinking about a character concept for an agent that commits ritual sacrifices for an Elder God. But like. In the same way a cat will bring a dead bird to its person because it thinks the person is too stupid and pathetic to catch one themselves even though the cat is clearly the one with less agency.
We need more orange-cat-ass agents.
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Agents born after 1993 can't OPSEC...all they know is green box, read tomes, embezzle funds, be divorced, eat hot chips & die
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I dreamed that I was writing an adventure for Delta Green. Or rather, running it, improvising as I went. There was a scene where a character (a child) is sneaking around an empty school, because there is a monster on the second floor of the school. The kid doesn't know it yet, but the monster is a bunch of people stuck together in a slimy heap. He only knows about the monster because of the sounds it makes - like someone slapping a wet mop on the floor.
The school is empty because there is a September 1st assembly going on outside the school. I have no idea if they do something like this in the US, but it was ambiguous whether the adventure was taking place somewhere in the former USSR or somewhere else. It could have been any other event that required all the students to be gathered outside.
There was a clue that the history teacher was telling the kids how before WWII Germany hired people in the USSR for sabotage and they had a secret sign to identify each other - a coin. And he showed this coin. It and the monster were somehow connected. And the child was trying to decide - either to use something from the chemistry class to try to defeat the monster, or not to approach it at all, find a coin and run.
At the same time, another character, also a child, was riding a train and trying to figure out how to send her mother a text message so that she would think it was from her father, who was now on an expedition at a polar station.
Unfortunately I don't know what the context was, but in the dream I really enjoyed watching the player figure out how to do it from a child's point of view.
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this memorial day bong rip is in honor of the brave US servicemen who died during the raid on Innsmouth, Massachusetts
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Targeted Individuals be like
which one of you is hovering your crosshair over me i can f⊹ucking feel it on me
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