#casting freakin spells

[the-freakin-spellcaster]

They kicked me out of the wizard council because my ass was too fat

[stone-stars]

Transcript

Erlin: Pelor if you-- If you help these guys, I'll-- I'm gonna become a cleric! I'm gonna be a cleric, 'cause I'm-- I'm not strong, but I-- I think I'm just strong in a different way! Murph: So you go out, you go to 0. You wake up to the tail end of somebody saying Erlin: -- Haaaands! [Everyone laughs and claps] Murph: You open your eyes to see Erlin over you-- Caldwell: Good boy. Murph: --just as the king Bullywug takes a swing down on him. Erlin: And-- I-- I just-- I wanna help people, so I-- I hope this works. Please-- please help people! Erlin: Uh, I think this is gonna be a long day, man, so I think you could use this more than me. Murph: Um, and he touches hands you. Beverly: I touch his hand back. Murph: You guys go palm to palm. Uh, and he heals you for 5 HP. Erlin: I know I'm not ready to join you guys yet, but-- I'm gonna become a real freakin' good cleric! Moonshine: Hey! Erlin? Erlin: Yeah? Moonshine: Hey Erlin? Erlin: Yeah? Moonshine: Uhh, here's the deal. I feel like I gotta go down there and save Balnor's life. If Balnor dies and I do a cool spell that's fun but not necessarily healing him, it will be on my shoulders. Murph: You see Erlin looks at you, so serious. Moonshine: Uh-huh. Erlin: (serious) I've got him. Murph: Um, but then on initiative 5, Erlin runs up behind him, getting like misty eyed, and he's trying to pull Red back, he's like-- Erlin: (begging) Dude! Dude! Dude, come on, you're gonna die too. I can't loose you too! Murph: Um, and he's going to cast a 5th level cure wounds on Red. Um, and he yanks Red back from the monster. Caldwell: I'm down. Murph: Whoo. Brutal. Bev goes down, Erlin reaches out as he's collapsing. Erlin: (yelling) Dude, no! Erlin: (yelling) Who do I save? My father figure or my boyfriend? Mavrus: Can you get Bev? Erlin: I can get Bev but then-- but then Red's gonna die too. Mavrus: I can get Red if you can get Bev. Murph: Uhh, you see he looks at you with this like, extremely serious face. Um, you see his like, eyes are welling up, and he goes-- Erlin: Thanks for not making me choose, man. Erlin: (serious) Nobody's gonna die. Moonshine: Are you totally sure? Erlin: I promise you, Scoutmaster Moonshine. [Jake laughs.] Moonshine: 'Cause I am also cool to just spam heals. You and I can both just like, absolutely heal, it's just the question of how I use my high level spells. Murph: He gives you the green teen salute. Beverly: Hey, Erlin, I don't know if you remember that first Jamboreen we went to, when we were both trying to learn our Green Teen healing spells. I wanted that patch so bad and I just couldn't figure it out. But then you came over, and you showed me the way, and you taught me the words. Caldwell: And then I hold my hands up wide, and I clap them together as I scream-- Beverly + Erlin, together: Touuuuch Haaaands!! Erlin: (serious) Scoutmaster Moonshine? Moonshine: Youngin, you would make such a good cleric. Erlin: I'm the healer. Moonshine: (laughs) Okay, Erlin!

[mugs-n-cans]

It was I who cast the honesty spell! AND NOW THAT I GOT YOU RIGHT WHERE I WANT YOU

I gotta ask:

Sniper: You are the bane of my bloody existence, mate.

Scout: Well uh…why is anyone, gay, ya know? The whole thing about bein’ gay is that ya don’t choose it! That’s what Snipes told me.

Sniper: Yeh. I’m gay ‘cause I like blokes, eh? What more is there to say. Reckon ya don’t gotta be gay to find Scout bloody gorgeous, though.

Scout slowly turns to Sniper: WOAH! Ya really think that about me? Holy crap did he really just say that?

Sniper pulls down his hat to cover his face: Er…all the bloody time. It’s embarrassin’.

Scout grins: This is freakin’ awesome! What a big freakin’ sweetheart.

[ogdoadfates]

Ya know what I don't see a lot in fanfiction? The utter terror, raw power, and beauty of wild shape. Like I'd love to see more fanfics that have Keyleth turning into Minxie or fuck if we are going the au route/more modern aus that still have magics, her turning into a giant ass bear to scare someone away. Like the raw power that goes into those beastial roars and the raw strength from a single swipe of a giant beast's paw? I mean, who wouldn't want to see Keyleth bitch slap a fucker with Minxie or a bear's paw? Also with au's, imagine the first time Vax got to see that? Imagine it being in a suspense moment, he's cornered/trapped by the enemy. Maybe Keyleth is already with him! Maybe she isn't. But just here comes this giant beast to his rescue and boom turns out it's this woman who apparently has the strength of every animal on the planet? Ya know what bonus points if you combined other Druid magic with that! At a certain level (if I read right) they can do spells that don't require components while in wild shape! A beast casting magic? Freakin terrifying and majestic!

[the-freakin-spellcaster]

Who the fuck still uses blood magic

It's long been proven that literally any other bodily fluid works better than blood

[polaroidcats]

🗣🤓🎶 Im a ravenclaw I like to read books when I cast spells theyre off the freakin hook 🎶🎶🎶 i just wanna get this 👂🐛 stuck in ypur head too

I'm a Hufflepuff 🦡 Just hanging, relaxed 💤 Got our drinks and friends 🍻 No feuds, we've got tact 💛🖤

THANK U FOR THIS THAT SONG WILL NOW BE STUCK IN MY HEAD FOR LIKE A WEEK

[doctorstrangereview]

Strange Tales #163

Cover Date: December 1967 On-Sale Date: August 31, 1967

This is the last story of the next-to-last arc of Doc's adventures on Strange Tales. For such a universe shattering arc, the finale has a remarkably small cast and it all takes place on a single, if large, stage. These are interesting choices to wrap this up.

When we last left Doc, he was being confronted by Nebulos who is about to give him what for. Doc says look behind you. Oddly enough, this isn't an attempt at distraction, but The Living Tribunal is actually there!

Trib-y isn't there to deliver good news. "Yeah, Doc, you did what I asked, but it still kinda stinks around here so I'm gonna off Earth anyway."

Doc is very "WTF, man?! Tell me what's going on!" Trib-y refuses because Doc is basically dirt on his oddly shaped feet to Trib-y. Then Trib-y ponders about what could be causing this.

Even the tribunal calls this a riddle. Trib-y may be really, really powerful but not omniscient. Even he's got to thing this trough. It seems he may have figured it out.

Doc realizes that if Trib-y does away with Nebulos, nobody will know where Victoria Bentley is. Doc, of course, has the thought that he must rescue the girl he's met only once before for 10 minutes. Thus, he attacks Trib-y so he won't kill Nebulos until they wring that bit of information from the badly shaped villain.

Trib-y is incensed that this bit of mortal flotsam would dare attack him and sends the attack back at Doc. Nebulos uses the moment to attack Trib-y. As Trib-y and Nebulos go back and forth, Doc worries that they'll destroy each other and attempts to aid Trib-y while asking him to reason with his foe instead. Nebulos accuses Trib-y of needing help. This only further angers the cosmic being who takes a moment from his frantic battle to attack Doc!

This is a rather cinematic panel that, as far as I can tell, was not swiped by Adkins from another artist. Trib-y and Nebulos continue their skirmish. Nebulos is about to run away, but Trib-y basically says "No way, dude! This ends now! And since that big staff of yours absorbs everything thrown against it, I'm just gonna burn down this entire mother-freakin' planet!"

Nebulos protests, but Trib-y starts tearin' it down.

Trib-y's fire show causes Doc's bonds to weaken and he spends an entire page avoiding falling rocks. Then he gets a bit sexist as he tries to locate the battle.

This panel looks very Ditko, but I haven't located a source for it.

Doc finds them, and Trib-y tells Nebulos it's all going to poop and he needs to give Trib-y his big staff. Nebulos is like "Nah! I'm gonna cast a spell so big it's gonna eff EVERYTHING up!" But before he can, Doc swoops in and swipes the staff. Guess he likes the feeling of that big rod in his hands. Nebulos, bereft of his big staff is unable to cast his big spell and gets buried in the remains of the Planet(s) Perilous.

Doc confronts Trib-y who is impressed that Doc was able to do what he wasn't. Doc expresses his concern that with Nebulos out of the picture permanently, he's trapped in a pile of rubble and Vicky is trapped somewhere else that no one knows. Trib-y is like "I got your back, dude! I'm gonna send you to her. Of course, what waits for you there will make what you just endured like a trip to Disneyland. And I mean Disneyland before you needed an entire day to ride a single attraction." Yup! Doc is out of the frying pan and into the fire as he slides into home.

I think Lawrence has a propensity to take advantage of Adkins' habit of drawing large panels to stretch his stories. The battle between The Living Tribunal and Nebulos could have been more epic. And did Doc really need to spend and entire page dodging the crumbling mountain? The Tribunal's portrayal is a bit too human. He's rash and angry. As a cosmic force he shouldn't be quite so emotional. Nebulos shouldn't be as much of a challenge as he to The Tribunal. This shows that the power of cosmic beings hasn't grown to the absolutely ridiculous levels it will in the 90s and beyond. Again, this is a story I like, but could have included more or been consolidated down to fewer pages. Well, the final Strange Tales arc awaits.

[bapyswordsman]

SHADOW WIZARD MONEY GANG WE LOVE CASTING SPELLS WOOOW

My freakin friends have been rapping it all day long, so here is the magic world gang. No Suzuha because she is too elegant for this absurd

[the-freakin-spellcaster]

[theofficersacademy]

Nel Griss Poe Corrin (M) Eldigan Edelgard Lapis Freyja Ivy Lilina

WEEK ONE -- August 4th - August 10th

Tag: #SVIlia2023

One second you're minding your business (or busy poking your nose into everyone else's), and the next?

You hear a roar that shakes the boat beneath your feet. Next, there's the flap of gargantuan wings, but you can't see beyond the creature's silhouette for the storm clouds overhead obscuring the sky from view.

Finally, without warning, a sharp tail larger than the width of your boat slams down and rends the boat in half. Before you can catch a glimpse of your assailant, lightning further splinters the ship. The final barrage is a maelstrom of ice, jagged points growing and tearing to pieces what's left of your boat.

Everything went sideways so fast. You grab hold of what (or who) you can before the sea claims you all, in her kind embrace leading you to the blissful dark of unconsciousness. . .

What you know

It's cold. It's really freakin' cold. For a mercy, your clothes appear to have mostly dried while you drowsed, after having washed up ashore... where, exactly?

Given the woods and white-tipped mountains ahead, along with your intended location, one might surmise you've landed somewhere on the coast of Ilia, Elibe's northernmost nation.

Additionally, it would appear you're missing some of your allies.

Consider what your muses might know about this region of Elibe.

You may not be soaked but you're still chilled to the bone and missing a lot of your stuff. Many of you may not have anticipated you would be entering a cold clime - if you're not dressed, you're going to need to address this before you freeze to death.

All spells must be cast with physical staves/tomes. Your itinerary had included a stop at an armoury initially but that seems a ways off now.

What to do

You're cold and probably hungry. Probably should do something about that. Forage. Hunt. Warm up. Survive.

After that, decide on your plan of action, individually. Will you stick to the coast or head up the path leading into the mountains?

Sunday afternoon-evening (PST) will see more information headed your way.

Ping Mod Key for questions or additional info, but do feel free to get creative! Explore. Interact with your fellows. Not everything will come down to the roll of a d20.

[lara-prisma-avm-ask-blog]

Hello.

I have come to clarify some false accusations that have been thrown at me. More specifically, why I know who Cyn really is.

I wasn't stalking her. I wasn't intending for it to sound that way either.

The reason I was looking for stuff about her is because I wanted to protect myself.

I thought that when I sent her a birthday gift with her age on it, that she would be fine because it was publicly posted on her Twitter, and yes she did remove it.

The same thing with her name. From what I know, Alyss isn't even her real name. It's just an AKA.

She also had pictures of her face and stuff on her Instas, which actually did make me mildly concerned, and yes, she did private both of them, I made sure of that.

I also found her Pinterest, and apparently her real name is her username.

I wanted to protect myself from her. The way I had found out the rest of the info was through Reverse Username search. I wasn't able to see the entire background report, I don't have a credit card. However, I was able to see some basic things. I honestly didn't need all THAT info, though.

All I basically needed was the real name. That's it.

What do I do? Well, with the help of magick, and a little help from other witches, I was able to cast a protection spell on myself. I was also able to cast a banishing spell to keep Cynder away from me.

Because I wasn't planning on using the info for anything else, I kinda went and put an anonymous ask in Cyn's box saying she should private her Instagram.

Cyn, if you don't want people finding out stuff about you, don't put it publicly where people can see. It was kind of on you. And you're an adult, you should be responsible for that, instead of letting it happen and then play victim afterwards. I'm a freakin' kid, and even I don't post selfies of myself or use my real name in any of my usernames.

You also might wanna remove your actual location from your old Twitter. I know you don't live there anymore, but it never hurts to protect yourself a little more, even if you have to block me like a million times.

If this doesn't clarify why I know who Cyn is, then I don't know what will, because this is about the most honest I can be.

I didn't even know about it! WTF!?! She never told me about these things! I only knew of one person who was Doxxing her online and tried to manipulate me! I have no idea what you're talking about and I don't care!! Just don't talk to me! And honestly, you're crazy stalking someone on the internet instead of just blocking them on all social media and staying away from them!

From what you've said, you seem to be a believer in witchcraft, which I deeply respect. But seriously, you already needed to do ALL of this just to protect yourself from my friend! I don't even understand why I needed to know this! But it's really good, because I at least may not want to know who you are and stay away from you! If you're capable of stalking her like that, I don't trust you!

Seriously, why the fuck did you send me this??? I have nothing to do with this and I don't even know what you're talking about!!

Arrg, just never interact with my blogs again!

[darthkvznblogs]

How dangerous would it be to tattoo glyphs to your body?

Depends! When you're talking about Glyphs, you have to consider a bunch of factors: power source, intent, activation method, and even the material the Glyph is inscribed on.

Obviously, the most common Glyph magic we see is drawn on paper, which is typically consumed as the spell is activated. This is not always the case, though; we see plants sprout from Glyph cards that don't get destroyed, the giant Light Glyph that turns Eda back to normal in ep. 4 doesn't appear to destroy the wall it's drawn on, the same goes for the sleeping nettle smoke spell in Hunting Palismen, and Philip/Belos actually has/had Glyph tattoos that seem intended to keep his cursed form at bay (though presumably they've long since failed, or perhaps that's not even his original body anymore).

The power source is both the easiest and trickiest factor to consider; there's enough ambient magic in the Isles to cast as many Glyphs as you could ever want, but it's obvious that to try it outside the presence of the Titan's remains would have disastrous results.

Intent matters a lot when it comes to Glyphs (and really, magic in general). It gives shape and direction to the spell you're casting - the difference between a fireball and a stream of flame, for example, or between sprouting thorny vines instead of cute flowers. Other magic systems have specific incantations, hand motions, and other such special conditions; Glyphs have the spell circles, combos, and the mental command through which the caster controls the effects of the Glyph/combo.

The idea is that this mental command also extends to the actual casting material - in the heat of battle, you don't usually put any thought as to what happens to the Glyph card as long as it gives you the intended effect, and so, being a pretty fragile material, the ensuing magical reaction incinerates the medium. When it's something more important, like a wall or, in this case, skin, you'd be hard-pressed to keep a tighter rein on your spellcasting, which should ensure minimal or no damage to the medium.

All of this is to say, yes, at least in the context of the Kverse, Glyph tattoos should work, but also yeah, they would be pretty risky. A novice or even adept Glyph caster would absolutely lose at least a few layers of skin, if not the whole limb, even with a minor successful spell. Someone who's mastered Glyph magic could do it without worrying too much, but they'd need to be very careful about having something of the Titan around to fuel the spell - otherwise, the magic would try to consume anything around it as an alternative, which could absolutely prove fatal, and it might not even stop at flesh and bone, when there's a perfectly intact soul attached to the meat sack that could be tried as a substitute. You'd also need to have extremely tight control with something like Fire or Petrification magic, which could easily affect the caster's flesh if not carefully controlled.

It's doable, but in almost all cases, pretty freakin' ill-advised.

[mugs-n-cans]

Oh, I would so like to try this magic anon thing!! Uhm, I cast the spell of have a really good day and also comfy sweaters!

~🐑

Sniper: ‘Preciate it, mate. This is real nice of ya.

Scout: Now we’re real freakin’ cozy! And we got no choice now but to have a really freakin’ good day! SWEET!

[zwoelffarben]

Yesterday at DnD I played a solo session cause no other players showed up, so I was partied with a gaggle of NPCs. well we have one encounter for the first day, and sleep and we wake up, one of the NPCs is really fucking freakin' out and refusing to go back in the cave to fight the monsters.

I'm like, okay, I only have two spell slots but I can't afford to be down an NPC, so I spend one right now to cast command on them and tell them to "Relax," and he fucking does and even as the magic fades, he feels better now, less anxious, and willing to go back in the cave to fight the nasties.

Mechanically what happened was the DM allowed me to use command to heal the frightened condition. It cost half my spell slots, but I netted one spell slot to the party composition cause the boy was a caster about my level and made the second day of fighting much easier.

[jblockman1]

Last time on Slap her Bald head sunday...

We drive up to the scab, and Olanthius wishes us well before dipping on a cool freakin' chariot

I was imagining that "The Scab" was more of like, a metaphor? Like it was as if the land swallowed the temple back into the ground in an attempt to heal over it

No

it's called the scab because it's a a giant mound of flesh

Extremely glad that Altiar can fly (this place is so gross) but that doesn’t stop us from having some tense moments in here.

We head down a pathway and find some weird goat demons who are VERY troublesome and we are very worried about the well-being of our NPC little guys

Raphael (Fighter/Barb) angers some Demons but we manage to hold them off and back away to the point they don’t consider us worth the trouble.

I cannot stress enough how GROSS this place is

Cara (Feral Warlock) uses a special power she has to see through walls and sees a giant freakin' demon in a little alcove that we can't reach. So that's...disturbing

Eventually, we manage to make our way to the gates of the Temple - which are guarded by more demons oh boy

Cara tries to trick one with an illusion of Tiamat (But due to the spell's restrictions has to make a slightly smaller version of Tiamat)

Unfortunately the guy has truesight and sees right through

we start kicking their asses but the biggest one calls for some backup

One of the backup demons is one that in a previous campaign we did Power Word Stunned my Cleric into not getting a turn for like 10 minutes. Understanding the threat, Altiar (My Blood Hunter/Barb) started laying the smack down

One of the demons exploded (Cast fireball on himself) and we were extremely lucky that Lulu (NPC, lil' holyphant) got a natural 20 on her save and didn't take any damage.

Eventually we managed to put down the rest of the demons and opened the gates of the temple.

A blast of searing light literally purified us (seared off the gunk and everything)

And sitting right in front of us...was the Sword of Zariel.

LIKE TO SLAP HER BALD HEAD REBLOG TO SLAP HER BALD HEAD (You will die)

[kwistowee]

casting a spell of love and positivity in the eddie fandom 🪄 happy valentine’s !! thanks for always helping me with my gifs, and being so sweet 💖💞💓💕💗🌟🌱🌈🌼🫰✨💫

♥️ Oh my gosh, this is the cutest freakin' thing!!! ♥️ Thank you so much, Rey! You (and your lovely gifs) are also very metal. Thank you for adding your brilliant tags and comments when you reblog my stuffs! 😋🥰 Happy (early) Valentine’s Day! ♥️