#a welsh robot jester

[shinene]

Finished!!!!!! 😌 once again this is beloved Fool who belongs to @venomous-qwille

YOU🫵 go read Ghost In The Machine, is good 😊 👍

[saschaederer]

- Pseudo hallucinations (flash of light) of eyes looking at me (reminiscent of 'The Eye of Horus', though a number of them in female)

- A wank tissue which laid next to my bed, having been stolen or otherwise disappeared

- https://x.com/PicturesFoIder/status/1869601972980011288 (initial reference to the content creator Nomante, in initial reference to me)

- “Sexually awkward penguin”

- A car alarm sound outside of my window (in partial reference to the song - 'Ye Gods - Unfolding'. Note: I do think the song‘s a good meta depiction of Delta alters‘ beings, but it’s still an idealization - I don’t think they’re particularly happy about their being, I think it’s only such a vile flash (German slang for ‚ecstatically entrancing‘) for those who watch them.)

- "Unfolding" (in 'Taylor Swift' voice)

- https://x.com/halleyapps/status/1869397215464378490?s=46&t=8BkusnIkW2uki99TqYWYEw (The wallpaper a torture threat in initial reference to me, together with the profile name a signal of Hailey Welsh (‘Hawk Tuah girl’) potentially having gotten tortured, partially a threat of me getting tortured instead)

- “Tragic” (in ‘cult alter Taylor Swift’ voice, initial reference to me, in partial reference to front alters of hers)

- Mental image of an elite member of society whispering into a woman's ear, who looks like a younger version of the late Dianne Feinstein

- Artificial dream of someone picking a lock with three pins

- Artificial dream of Tomoko Kuriyama (my mother), Kai Ederer (my brother) and me driving to a Sushi restaurant in the mountains. At one point, we had to cross a narrow road between two hills and came out on a curvy street. I was wondering whether we’d collide with another car since it was a downhill slope into a T crossing, reminding me of a story I’ve heard way back of someone who got into an accident with an electric car because he couldn’t hear their engine, but luckily the road was completely free and no one crash into us. Eventually, my mother confessed that the reason why we’re so late is because she had to print out some papers for her parents midway, who scolded her that she wasn’t caring enough for us. We arrived at the restaurant, which reminded me of a Sushi restaurant where she lives where we used to go. Suddenly, we were carrying bikes, mine blue and hers red, and she wondered whether she can park it inside or whether she has to leave it outside, which puzzled me at first but then thought that it made sense, since it belonged to my brother and was missing a lock

- Artificial dream of Nico Linzbach (a friend of mine) breaking into my apartment and me jumping out of my bed and attacking him, him telling me that I should chill out. We walk outside of (what appeared at first to be) my apartment into the hallway of a school, where a superior of his was waiting, and both of them walking out

- "Aaasmoongooold" (Like a robot shutting down. In initial reference to the thumbnail of this video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m9k7sOXb__E, which stands in initial reference to the cover of ‘Ye Gods - Unfolding’)

- A video on X of a lion having an epileptic fit (in initial reference to Mikhaila Peterson shaking) - An X post about the Onlyfans model Lily Philips having slept with 100 men in a day (in initial reference to Mikhaila Peterson having potentially done such a stunt herself, in partial reference to such still being (“ongoing”) a threat) - An X post of a Lama who was tricked into eating a lemon and shook his head with his saliva flying around (A threat in initial reference to her getting coerced to perform fellatio instead, partially a threat of me getting getting forced to perform fellatio, such as in manners mentioned here https://imgur.com/a/IE2LnIl)

- Sounds of a female lamenting, suggesting a desire to torture someone out of love for them

- “You’re” - “the worst” (both of those in ‘Mikhaila Peterson’ voice, initially alluding to me)

- The face of a jester projected unto the face of the brunette woman, on the poster on my wall (in initial reference to https://images.app.goo.gl/iUhjpBupzqgcp2YSA)

- "Amazon" (in initial reference to a woman acting heroically, the idea of which was suggested to me by the system with my interaction here https://x.com/sedereragain/status/1792730232698687611?s=46&t=8BkusnIkW2uki99TqYWYEw (possibly a Swiftie). Partially a torture threat (frying, boiling) towards Tomoko Kuriyama)

- "So it Begins" - “X” - “Banner” - “X Banner” (in initial reference to my current banner on X: https://imgur.com/a/reyfWqy)

- “Everyone should die” (in ‘Jordan Peterson’ voice)

- “Chi” (Jap: ‘Blood’, in initial reference to a spot of dried tomato paste on my kitchen floor, a threat in initial reference to me getting castrated)

- Pseudo hallucinations (flash of light) of strands (A torture threat in initial reference to ‘Steve Hauschildt - Strands’) - Pseudo hallucinations (flash of light) of the outline of a vagina

- Pseudo hallucination of a white ‘X’ on the back of the black woman (initial reference to a ‘dirty’ woman) on the poster on my wall

- Me avoiding to step (initial reference to Taylor Swift) on a 'bloody cigarette' (in initial reference to my penis) on the elevator floor - The elevator moving up to the 12th floor and an Arab entering the elevator with an air fryer (initial reference to Mikhaila Peterson) with the labels 'Keep warm' (German proverb for keeping someone on the backburner) and 'Don't forget to shake' (initial reference to masturbation) and pictures of steak, chicken, shrimps, fries etc. (various coded references) (Note: This one was too difficult to reformulate, although usually that’s what I do when threatened explicitly in relationship to a specific action)

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How I handle threats I receive (Last Update: 20. 12. 2024):

Added:

* „- Most of all signals are communicated as either threats in the future, or as potentially having happened in the past, not to potentially incite any compulsive actions by the enemy, for example. Everything which will be or has been communicated over this platform, should generally be understood as such.“

Modified:

* „Whereby I try to memorize those which seem the most important.“ into „Whereby I try to memorize those which make an impression on me as being important.“

Changed „pertainings“ to „allusions“. English is not my first language.

Added and modified:

* “I use ‘initial reference’ for when I perceive a signal as a threat or alluding to a danger, and ‘initially alluding’ when the system appears to simply make a reference otherwise. (Note: I’m not fucking with anyone in my formulation here, the topic of how and for what reasons I’d use those terms was so difficult for myself even to wrap my head around, that I was wrecking my head about it yesterday night and this morning. I’m choosing this formulation because there are practically no viable synonyms from what I can see, and because at the end of the day, the distinction should become clear to anyone simply by judging the specific use cases themselves) When in doubt, I treat it like a threat, since publishing those is what this platform is for. It should be noted that the targets or target references are never certain, whether explicitly implicated or not.“

[wojojojo]

D&D 5E Part 1 Part 1: 3 Spoopy 5 Me

I keep meaning to write down what happens during our games with my new group, but we only play once a month and for 8+ hours at a time, so bear with me, this shit is Long.

First, the Players: There’s five of us plus the DM in the first game. I am the only female player, as well as the only one not playing a human. We’re playing in the Dalelands, specifically Scardale, from Forgotten Realms.

Dungeon Master: The Dungeon Master, obviously. Trying to keep us on track, has some trouble the longer the session goes. May want to cry a few times.

Raendes Sauvage: Young and inexperienced know-it-all elf from the village of Hap. Having learned everything she can in her small town, she has ventured out in the vales to learn as much as she can. One of her fondest wishes is to track down a bard to teach her Vicious Mockery, and live up to her name of Full Life Consequences. DM hates her name, everyone else loves it.

Idris Renaud: Former soldier, now a rogue. Human. Has a dark sense of humor and makes almost immediate friends with Raendes and Daerovyn. Has a sense of honor despite general asshole tendencies. Many Welsh/French/French-Canadian jokes are made.

Daerovyn Graycastle: Human fighter from a religious sect, but not a cleric or paladin, despite being the only lawful good character of the group. Is on a mission from his church to find out what happened to his mentor, a priest. Knows how to play 5e.

Aelthan Bearistad: Human druid, so of course we were making constant bestiality and hippy jokes. Is basically a golden retriever in human form. Loves the Goodberry spell. Should seriously choose a bear for the animal form he can transform into, but we’ll see when we get that level. Also knows how to play 5e.

Secondly, context: the DM and I are work friends, and decide to put together a group because neither of us have gotten to play a good game in... a while, to put it nicely. (At least 10 years for me; a few games in college don’t count, for reasons I won’t talk about here.) Originally it was going to be Pathfinder, but DM decided to give 5E a try, especially since two of the other players were well versed in it. DM, our ranger, and I were not, so there’s been a learning curve. DM is also using a book of reprinted classic scenarios called Tales From the Yawning Portal, as DM wanted this game to be more horror inclined. This first session is Hangman’s Noose by Nicholas Logue, modified to fit into the Pathfinder/5E amalgam we have going on.

Third, the game: The players awaken in a juror’s box with 7 seemingly random people in a decrepit courthouse. The five of us were kidnapped from our inn, and know nothing of each other. Everyone is confused and/or freaking out. Idris goes to investigate a pile of rubble underneath a mural of Tyr, and before the ceiling collapses on him he see’s Tyr’s Hammer.

~*~SYMBOLISM~*~

Unharmed, and with the rest of us putting on our Deerstalker Hats, we take to scouring the first floor of the courthouse and learning more about our fellow jurors. A handy-dandy list for you:

Halgrak Five-toes: Half-orc, basically Marvin the Robot. So depressing, even the elf takes pity on him and tries to cheer him up. Idris and Daerovyn are on suicide watch.

Elbin Blithoddle: Drunken jester, not very funny. Pretty much useless.

Patrissa Vrakes: Cougar, experienced(?) enchantress. Has secrets but knows how to fight. Came because one of her ex-lover’s had requested to see her on his deathbed.

Killian Paltreth: Man of wealth fallen on hard times. Immediately nicknamed “Uncle Moneybags”. Spends most of the game with Elbin, drinking. Also pretty much useless.

Malgrim Hurkes: Hobgoblin enforcer and leader for a local gang. Is a total asshole, but has good taste in weapons.

 Sir Rekkart Cole: A retired paladin, kind of stuck-up but otherwise well-meaning. Pretty obviously under some kind of charm, but refuses to believe it. Also knows how to fight, and a lot of help in a haunted courthouse.

Tablark Hammergrind: Dwarf smith and ornery asshole. May be a jerk, but knows his shit.

Madge Blossomheart: Halfling acrobat, automatically labeled “The Hot One”. Is the girlfriend of a local gang leader. Is good in a fight.

They were part of the original jury that sentenced local executioner Jarbin Mord to death by hanging for the double murder of his wife and son. The five of us are there to replace the five that are missing/dead. The only one of us to have any real tie to the place is Daerovyn, who is looking for his mentor, Father Kelgard.

We also have hallucinations/visions of various happenings in the courthouse. It’s fairly even split between Father Kelgraad’s adventuring groups misfortune and what happened in the double murder. I get one having to do with Sashrala (elf wizard), being murdered by her now-crazy lover Grisdom Twin-Axe.

As we move out into the main hall, we are assaulted by necromantic psychic damage from a Cacophonous Clock (a great name for a Goth Steampunk band, btw) as it tolls seven o’clock. Idris, Raendes, and Madge go to examine it and realize this is some Good Shit, and Madge wonders how much you can get for it. Suspicious.

The others are looking at the exits of the building, and see someone took some big ass iron nails, like railroad spikes, to the door and windows so we can’t escape. Daerovyn decides he’s going to chop through the boards to open the doors, even though Tablark points out how long that will take. The talk it out as my group moves to them, and Malgrim tries to be an edgelord, separating from the group and wanders off to the bathroom. No one misses him.

We explore the Judge Felgore’s quarters to find a letter to a High Magister about Judge Trabe, and a skeleton dog(!), which Aelthan wants to befriend, but sadly we had to kill. Judge Felore’s corpse has a chain around it’s neck that is remarkably similar to Malgrim’s. We hear a scream and run to the bathroom, where Malgrim has been strangled to death with his own chain. No one misses him. 

(We do proceed to crack David Carradine and auto erotic asphyxiation jokes for the rest of the session. I immediately regret not taking his chain.)

We also learn that Sveth, Patrissa’s ex and local alchemist, asked her to come visit him but when she got to his shop, he was gone, apparently dead. Further pressing on this yields little more than her getting shirty with us. Also Sir Cole has the most obvious crush on her, its honestly a little embarrassing. 

In the Jury Deliberation Room, Daerovyn, Idris, and Aelthan find a message Elbin carved, revealing what a salty bitch he is. He spends a lot of time drinking with Killian, and mostly stays out of the way of battles. The adventurers are quickly growing irritated with them, and we tend to make those two carry stuff for us.

We move upstairs and work our way through the right hand side of the second floor, finding all manner of evidence. The biggest piece is a receipt for a 12-fire-opal necklace and evidence that Allister Wade, Mord’s prosecutor, had the hots for his wife AND a debt against Malgrim. THE PLOT THICKENS.

We move upstairs, where I’ll continue next part!