#answering a ask

[w1ll-c1pher]

who’s your fav TADC character?

Hi sorry it took me a while to respond but my favorite take character is: kinger and gangle! I guess this is a post that's not art!

[the-noted-collector]

Answering a Discord question; If your OC had a signature item you could unlock in game (like the cherry man's cane or JC's debating lessons), what would it be?

Luc: Their ball mask. A mask of red and brass, one that speaks to both infernal leanings and society ties. One that covers half the face, allowing for indulgence to be undertaken behind the facade of a different visage. It's gifted, in a copy, in a letter, in a shared sadness, or a shared need to hide. Either that, or their jewelry. Brass and rubies and opals, infernal markings embedded in most of the pieces. It's stolen, in part. Not quite the mark to sell, but nice enough to keep. The mask likely gives Shadowy, but increases Scandal (it's a....very bright red), whereas the jewelry would give...maybe Persuasive? Perhaps baroque? Bizarre, most definitely.

Adam: Hm...a very specific knife. The one he first used to kill. He was scared, back then. Unsure, new to the Game, freshly out of home and without anyone with him. He kept the blade afterward; at first as a dreaded memory, then as a small token to humble beginnings. It's found, or stolen, or taken from behind a mirror. Probably gives Dangerous and PoC, maybe Dreaded?

Samantha: Her parasol. She keeps it with her doing anything. Be that sitting with a client, rich and obnoxious, trying to sell a medicore painting, a smuggling job where jail was on the line, or when she creates grand, blazing fires of the Bazaar's influences. Not a big thing, no, but enough. Orange and black and maybe a bit of Gant inbetween. The symbol of a woman who's given her life to a cause, and yet has somehow found happiness. It's gifted, like a package from a old friend, when she decides to get a new one. A strikingly similar piece, but a tad bigger now. It gives....maybe Respectable.

Endemannus: A particularly old journal. One that was with them during their most difficult time. Their most telling story. One unshared in English, written in Chakhar and blood. Waterstained pages have just barely managed to preserve the scratchy, messy writings of the dreaded captain's past, and the path that led them here. It's shared in hope. It's shared in fear. Perhaps it's shared even in a odd sort of affection. Increases Nightmares buildup, or gives nothing but a nice description.

Conley: A piece of webbing. Fought for, earned, exchanged for something else. Taken in a escape. There's nothing special to it to them. Simply another piece of another cacoon. But it's a story of one survival. Bizarre.

Edward: A radio. Not exactly his, no, never, but one similarly made and modified by him. A lovely gift, for a helper. One that isn't ridiculously overpriced by smugglers and the less savory of the unlawful. It works perfectly well, and has a special notch in it's casing near one of the knobs. His place on the radio frequency. Gives Shadowy (good communication, private), likely Bizarre to a degree, and increases Suspicion buildup (they're not exactly. Legally here).

Gale: A old candle, with a odd letter. A old one, to a lover turned sour. They're trying to get rid of it, you see, and her gifts. Your trusted not to do anything with them that might spell out badly for them. The candle is citrus, melted a bit at the sides. The letter has some....questionable details to it. Gives...I dunno. I dunno for any of these. I am guessing.

Sal: A candle. Not like the ones they give to her cast-off lovers, like a parade line, no. This one is special. One she always loves to use in their parlor, a mixture of rose and citrus and something you can't quite place. Apparently the last to have one isn't quite the same anymore. Let's hope that's not due to the candle itself. Given in a hopeful affection. Given in a very frightening amount of affection, with a growing pile of other gifts.

Mary: A old, worn pen. The ink dried up years ago, and it's a tad bent. It brings up memories of a trio gone sour, of a madness, of descent and all that came with it. Of scars, of damage that can not be undone. The pen itself is not special. The memories are. She is trying to move on. She gives it to you in the hopes that you will not follow her footsteps.

Grace: A poison. A vial of the poison you helped to create. How the two of you managed to get cosmogone in it is anyone's guess. Why it has the additional warning of sunlight is even more confusing (and worrying). It's sent in a package, a small little box. It has a note of the warnings, and to thank you for your help. She's quite excited to see what happens in further testing and application. You don't want to know what that means. You don't want to think about it anymore.

[lakecountylibrary]

LIBRARY WRAPPED

You checked out... probably some stuff? Thanks for doing that :)

Used our wifi maybe? For something?

Look we actually don't know what genres you read or how many times you renewed Gender Queer.

We don't want to know.

Our gift to you is privacy.

Take it.

Be free.

[problemnyatic]

when will we talk about the willful helplessness epidemic on here. So many people on this god forsaken website demand to have any and all things that exist outside their personal experiences directly, personally pre-chewed and spoonfed to them. And when you do, they'll then ask for you to swallow for them, too, because, you see, in THEIR experience..,

[fox-bright]

hi any life advice for 21yo

Don't date thirty-year-olds until you are at least 25.

Having a glass of water for every glass of alcohol will give you a 50% reduction in hangover viciousness.

Bad people will use your willingness to be quiet as a weapon against you. If someone's being awful to you and trusting you'll be quiet to keep from making waves, surprise them.

There is no physical object in the world that is worth as much as your honor.

Honor is not the same as dignity. Retaining one sometimes means leaving the other aside.

Don't have any sex you don't want to have; have as much as you want of the sex that you do, whether that's a lot, a little, or none at all. Nothing you can do to your own body is immoral, unless you're doing it as an act of self-punishment.

Food is morally neutral. You do not have to earn the right to eat calories. Fat and sugar keep your brain from eating itself.

Learning to sit still and breathe--in, in, in, hold, hold, hold, out, out, out, out, out, out--can give you five feet of clear space around yourself in a maelstrom.

Find out how to make three good meals: A comfort meal you can make for just yourself relatively easily, a fancy meal you can use to wow a date, and a meal you can feed a bunch of people. All the other cooking can come later, but you can build a community on those three meals.

If you ever get to the point that things are so bleak you can see no other way forward but to die, make any other choice. If that means leaving everything you own and being a beach bum, or quitting your career, or taking up or leaving a religion, or deciding to bicycle across the country, so be it; living means more chances, dying means everything stops and you don't get to see any more interesting things. As you have not yet seen all the things that can interest you, it is better to live.

[bamsara]

as soon as the disorders stop disordering and the disability stops debilitating I will be so unstoppable powerful forever

[yamujiburo]

clothes shopping!

[evilwizard]

what is the difference between a witch and a wizard

wizards are mathematicians and physicists. witches are chemists and biologists

[bixels]

Baffled.

[notherpuppet]

Were you friends before? ⚔️🎀🪽

[marvelsmostwanted]

Joe Biden, coherently and normally: I have three issues to speak about. First, the NATO conference went well. Second, the economy is back on track and inflation is down. Third, my proposal for a ceasefire in Gaza is moving forward. Any questions?

The media: Did You Know That You Are Old

[the-noted-collector]

6 for Gale, 22 for Edward? :o

6. Does your character have reoccuring themes in their dreams?

Gale's dreams....Gale has issues dreaming at all nowadays. When they can, they see paint and wine and silks and comfort. Love well spent, and love well recieved. Art hangs on the walls as they spend a afternoon in joy with...someone. It's never clear who it is, but they love Gale. And Gale, at least in the dream, loves them back.

22. What does your character like in other people?

Confidence! Edward loves when people are comfortable and confident in who they are. Openness is also appreciated. Those who like to tell tales, true or false, also find themselves enjoyed by the radio host, and in decent company.

[barghest-land]

i scratch you, you scratch me 🤝 a pair of warm and cute Eohippus for this cold winter

[psin314]

be careful, boys. 😦

[dingledraw]

Well, that went down like a lead balloon.