#clown conference

[pl-ceh-lder]

if tua s4 doesn’t end with klaus having his soldier boy with all of his memories back and them being alive and safe and in love and living peaceful lives then what is even the point

[hussyknee]

Genuinely thought this was calling for Biden to step down and then that last line fucking nuked me from orbit.

[sepetajmikolikomehoces]

Behold: a bbygirl

Käärijä at Half Moon Night Club, Rovaniemi 9.12.2023

[priafey]

things the US needs to address:

the collective psychosis that leads people to make posts like these

[its-murderous-business]

When I was in elementary school I went to circus camp and we would have balloon animal making as one of the activities/courses. Of course having a lot of children playing with balloons all day meant that they would quite often pop. It was quite loud when they would pop and usually everyone would stop what they were doing to look at what happened.

I cannot tell you why, but once during the first year I was attending the circus camp, after one of the balloons popped my undiagnosed unmedicated ADHD ass just yelled “HAPPY NEW YEAR!” in response. Of course everyone was confused because why would I yell? and why would that be what I said? But we moved on.

It must have stuck in someone’s head though because a few hours later when the next balloon animal dog or whatever popped someone else yelled happy new year to react to it. And from that point on it became A Thing. Everyone, every time a balloon popped, would in unison yell “HAPPY NEW YEAR”. This would happen at least once a day. I was quite proud of myself for inventing this bit.

The next year, when I went back to circus camp, I found that the habit had stuck. Everyone was still yelling happy new year. Then one day I was sitting eating lunch with a group of kids and one of them asked the group why we yelled that, and no one knew. And they didn’t believe me when I told them I had come up with it. None of them had been there the year before. The counselors also didn’t remember it was me who started it. Me and my younger sibling were the only ones who knew and remembered.

Ultimately though, I didn’t care if people remembered me as the one who started the trend. It was fun, it was silly, it was communal. And more importantly it was something that I created that had gained a life of its own beyond me. Because isn’t that what humanity is for? Celebrating a silly mistake like someone popping a balloon. Coming together to yell a non-sequitur. Leaving a positive mark on a place. It’s not much but it’s honest work, to me.

[spiltcandycoatedpunkblood]

just so you know how normal the UK is, left wing climate change activists and anti-monarchy protesters are getting jail time and beaten for simply holding up banners and being considered disruptive whilst right wing bullshitters against shit like ULEZ (literally about having areas that are specifically for ultra low emissions so we, y'know, don't constantly have to breathe in fucking car fumes and other pollutants because some fucking people actually bizarrely want to???) and road safety limits EVEN FUCKING RIGHT NEAR SCHOOLS are driving basically massive vehicles through the streets and are not considered a disruptive protest

[thelooniemoonie]

grad awards applications be like

"hey this section is for informal non-refereed publications you made, so stuff that hasnt been peer reviewed"

"btw can you also tell us the status of peer review of your non-refereed publications"

[spice-ghouls]

I have 6 hours of plane flight to plan Activities for tomorrow so I'm downloading PDFs of the theory books on my to be read list in the hopes of being able to get through at least one of em on the way. Whoever runs marxists dot org I could kiss you on the lips right now. mwah

[moogle-mafia]

*me, talking to myself, covered in blood and viscera, staring at an opened word document*

it doesn't have to be perfect. it just has to be done. you're a baby academic. that's your first time at a conference. how about you think of it as a road trip to Kraków and maybe then you'll calm down

anne of xiety, despite the fact I'm basically done after 2.5 hours and i just have to edit out some of the repetitions: this paper sucks lol

[pl-ceh-lder]

toxic yuri wip

[racewinner]

maverick saying 'it's clear that as a manufacturer we are not the best for the starts'

[sepetajmikolikomehoces]

The Rollo Clown Conference of 2023

We came

We saw

We clowned on main

I could not have asked for a better weekend, better friends or better laughs.

[sbnkalny]

During the game, players can purchase upgrades to the Rancher's equipment or farm buildings

[hawkpartys]

I mean this in the politest possible way, but if you show up on a post and confidently assert something like "mosquitos are useless and invasive everywhere except africa", something that is easily disprovable by reading the first 2 lines of the damn wikipedia article, you are acting like a moron, and are going to get called one.

[dwuerch-blog]

How About a Good Dose of Medicine to Heal What Ails You?

Oh, how I wanted to be my friend, the Class Clown. She could make any situation funny, without even trying. She was my roommate, Lois, at Canyonville Bible Academy in Oregon. She always had me, and others, in stitches. Now, I have a husband who is like that, too! BTW – please forgive me for my incessant referrals to this dear, hilariously funny man. He has surely given me lots of new content for…

[essektheylyss]

I understand the impulse to clown on Essek for walking around in Vasselheim with his recognizable voice with the Bright Queen's spearhead commander, and of course we could turn to the metatextual elements (the necessity of signposting the world for players on the part of the GM, the ease of using a familiar ally to introduce a relevant NPC and new point of contact) to dismiss this if we wanted, but I think it's more interesting—and funnier, as you'll see—to imagine this as simply an extension of the laws and logic that dictate the Mighty Nein as a narrative entity.

Fundamentally, the Mighty Nein within their campaign pursue personal and collective agency, often at the expense or in denial of political power. Where they do interact with more political forms of power, they evade its grasp upon them, most notably in their interactions with the war, but also while they engage with the Cerberus Assembly, the Cobalt Soul, and even the Revelry. The way they pursue agency, on the other hand, has far more to do with their own support of one another and their own individual power, especially where there is magic involved, and manifests in having the freedom to move and act as they wish in the world.

The culmination of this, as we know, is the mechanical ability in their final battle against Lucien and the Somnovem to manipulate the terrain of the battle map to their advantage with only imagination. At the same time, Jester and Caduceus can both call in free favors from their gods, one of whom is unlimited by the Divine Gate and in fact is far more governed by fey logic. Fjord has made three different divine pacts and is virtually unrestricted by any of them. Caleb's hallmark is an almost infinitely malleable home that almost literally seems to operate as a hammerspace, with a pinnacle dedicated to the potentiality of the universe, the application of which is one of his signature spells—against all odds successful in his initial goal, no longer fueled by guilt and grief, of bending reality to his will. It's narratively and thematically cogent that this be the calling card of the party as a whole.

The Mighty Nein are, in effect, dictated by Looney Tunes logic, and nothing else. They have been so successful in their pursuit of their own freedom that they no longer abide by the cosmic laws of Exandria, let alone the laws of physics or sense. So yes, from an external point of view, it does look exceedingly foolish for Essek to be traipsing around in Vasselheim under the Bright Queen's nose, but it's far more entertaining to argue that being a member of the Mighty Nein in fact simply confers the capability of ignoring the laws of reality without consequence when it's narratively convenient, characteristically interesting—or just really fucking funny.