#dice of fortune

[testormblog]

Going Nowhere

Most children strive to grow up quickly to escape their boundaries.  I was no different.  Now sixteen years old, I was considered an adult.  Alas, the reverse happened to me; I became a prisoner not an escapee!  My life had become wretched and I was powerless to change it for the next five years of my indenture after my probation period finished.

Every day, I sweated at the Ipswich Workshops then lined up to required technical classes at the Ipswich Technical College, three nights a week and for a half day.  At least this meant I avoided the old codgers at the boarding house.  I only heard their loud snores as I flopped on to my lumpy bed, exhausted and utterly miserable.  Besides, I missed my beloved birds and had left them in Dad’s care.  I hated where I lived but couldn’t afford anywhere else.  My landlord demanded nearly all my wages.  He left me a few measly shillings for my train fares.

One shouldn’t give up hope.  I valiantly tried to keep it and searched for a chance to roll my dice of fortune again.  I read the available jobs listed in the Railway’s Workers Weekly when nobody was looking.  A couple months after I had started work, the Chief Engineer’s Office listed four cadet (apprentice) draftsman positions in Brisbane.  I thought one of these might be an escape route and quickly applied.  My Railway exam ranking secured me an interview and a position.  The top ranked guy scored another.  We virtually evaporated from the Workshops and reappeared in a huge drafting room of hundreds of desks in Brisbane City.  I never returned except once some sixty years later after the hell had met its own demise.

I felt like a jailbird released from prison, and its stepping stone the half way house, into better society.  I didn’t realise that life would be tough on the other side too.  I soon discovered that my electrical studies weren’t useful to a cadet draftsman.  The other cadets were enrolled in draftsman courses or engineering studies.  Thus, I needed to switch.  The Queensland Central Technical College had recently reviewed its engineering subjects, updated them for modern practices and rolled out its 1960 Engineering Diploma, a seven year course.  I decided to do it.  I started three months behind and had lots of catching up to do.  Alas, I was time poor.  I sat in the classroom from six to nine four nights a week and for a half day on Saturday.  On the nights, I waited a couple hours on a draughty train platform for the ‘Midnight Horror.  At 1 am, I staggered up the road to home for a woeful three hours sleep.  I was close to being a dead man walking.  One night, at 2 am, the Bethania Station Master on duty, fortunately one of Dad’s mates, found me asleep in a train carriage laid over for the night.  His daughter, who lived closer to the City, took pity on me and took me in.  I kept my head down at work and college.  I miraculously survived and passed every engineering subject that year.

At work, I went from a place where men swore in English to one where they swore in foreign languages, predominantly Russian.  Whilst the bosses were Australian, many workers were White Russians, post war escapees from Red Russia.  These men chain smoked foul smelling pipes and cigarettes.  A metre thick smoke cloud hovered over everybody, constrained above by the ceiling.  The room was a death cell whether one smoked or not.  Doubtlessly, a lad looking for acceptance by his colleagues, I smoked a few packets of Camel and Rothmans.  I had tasted nothing as disgusting as these cheap cigarettes.  Thus, I didn’t smoke much outside the office nor could I afford to, thus I evaded this addiction.

Everybody in the Chief Engineer’s Office worked silently and diligently unlike their brethren in the Workshops.  No pranks happened here!  I was eager to learn whatever I could.  However, nobody sought to teach me anything.  The men were immersed in whatever segment of infrastructure they had to design.  Being a cadet, they trusted me to do no more than trace their pencil designs on cartridge paper on to blue linen in Indian ink.  These tracings became the blue prints for the manufacture of componentry.  I traced various shaped steel components, scaled to dimensions, for the foundry at the Workshops.  The task was monotonous and tedious due to the careful penmanship required.  For two and a half years, I never drew up any of my own design work.  Nor did my pitiful wage of less than ten pound a week increase.  I earnt marginally less at the Workshops.  Heavens, I could have earnt more birding.

The office bell clanged eight times a day, four times to start work and four times to stop it.  It first rang at 9 am and last at 5.06 pm.  It ruled my day!  As required, I signed on in a book at these times irrespective of when I really began or finished.  The 5.06 pm finishing time clashed with the South Brisbane train timetable.  In those days, no rail bridge connected Brisbane City to the Southside.  On my college free nights, I had fourteen minutes to sprint through the street crowd, down Adelaide Street to George Street then across the old Victoria Bridge, a kilometre and a half.  Missing the train meant at least a half hour wait for the next.  I, being a runner, usually beat the train by a minute if I wasn’t queued to sign the book.  Most of the men in the same predicament signed the book the following morning.  So, I did too.

One night, the Chief Clerk, a power hungry snake, laid a trap for us.  He worded up his team beforehand though.  Somebody leaked his intention but didn’t tell me nor another guy about it.  The next morning, the snake frog marched us two into the Chief Engineer’s office, a suite so palatial it widened my eyes.  I cast my eyes to the floor and stood stone still whilst the Chief Engineer harshly berated us for disobeying the Railway rule.

As my mother unwittingly taught me, take the heat, retreat yet note the score as outstanding and wait for the day to complete.  The chance would come.

Years into the future, a colleague would eventually be promoted to the Railway’s Chief Engineer.  We’d meet again across a desk with me employed by another organisation.  Between us would be a tender for a new rail bridge.  He’d fail to check the document thoroughly.  My allegiance would be to my then employer not to him nor the Railway.  I’d remember the timebook incident and my misery working for the Railway.  That day, the Railway would pay dearly, hundreds of thousands of dollars’ worth.

That office bell began to sound like the dead knell to me.  Older cadets were resigning.  Then the guy, who began with me, snagged a role with an oil company.  I knew I had to ‘write on the wall’ too despite my indenture and my Railway blood.

[thinkingimages]

VINTAGE (32 Sided) Dice Made in Czechoslovakia Fortune Telling Crystal Ball

[deepwaterwritingprompts]

Text: The dice would always show you the number you needed, but that could mean anything. The number of guards approaching, lies you’d need to tell, or seconds before the gun went off.

[astra-ravana]

Astagyromancy: Dice Divination

Astagyromancy (also called astragalomancy) translates to "spinning of the dice" and is an ancient form of divination using dice. Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays are the best days to cast dice. Traditionally, three dice are cast within a 12 inch circle. It is said that if the dice fall out of the circle, you should try again later and if they fall out three times it's a bad omen. However, if one die falls on top of another it is an extremely good omen and signifies a coming gift.

The dice should be interpreted as follows:

• 3- One of the best numbers that can appear. Pleasant surprises, good fortune, positive responses.

• 4- Disappointment, bad luck.

• 5- Wishes granted, new friendships.

• 6- A loss of some kind in the near future, possibly with money or friendship.

• 7- Sorrow, setbacks, people talking behind your back

• 8- Sign you will be falsely accused of something

• 9- Sign of weddings and good luck in love

• 10- Career advancement, child birth

• 11- Important news, happiness

• 12- Temporary separation or sickness

• 13- A good omen for some, bad for others

• 14- Secret admirer or helpful friend

• 15- Dishonesty, disagreement, gossip

• 16- Upcoming travel, pleasant journey

• 17- Change is coming

• 18- The best number that can be cast, wealth, success and happiness

Single die numbers:

• 1- Generally favorable

• 2- Your success depends on your friends

• 3- An omen of success

• 4- Disappointment and trouble

• 5- Good indications

• 6- Uncertainty and indecision

[alabaster-the-crow]

Free Divination Open

Dice and Poker cards.

You may send your questions to my askbox

Include your initials, star sign, and the element you feel the most connected to.

Do not ask medical questions.

Be respectful.

Reblog this post

These are the only rules.

The askbox will be open all night and I will get to as many as I can before I head to bed tonight (likely after 3AM)

Happy Halloween!

[the-eternal-moonshine]

[everybxdy-dies]

Are They Jigsaw's Protégés?!?!?

As you woke up, you were greeted by a barrage of blinding, uncomfortable fluorescent lights. It took a moment for your vision to come back to you, but when it did, you realized you were chained to the floor by a metal collar with a Monokuma face on it. The Monokuma pulsed with lights and beeped occasionally, the threat of what it could do to you alone very present. As you looked around, you spotted three people around you, you in the center of a circular table with the middle cut out, similar to what newscasters use, but full circle.

"Oh, good! You're awake!"

A cheerful young man giggles, leaning slightly over the table excitedly to face you.

"Welcome, welcome! Make yourself comfortable, as comfortable as you can with a bomb around your neck!"

This statement came from a light-haired man with an obscenely normal smile for the statement he's just made.

"Here's the issue, my dear... You've been a thorn in our sides and a pain in our necks. So we've willed you dead. However, merciful as we are, and for the thrill alone, we have decided to allow you to choose who determines your fate. You can choose me, Celestia Ludenberg, Ultimate Gambler and Despair, with my cards... You can choose Nagito Komaeda, Ultimate Lucky Student and Despair, with his beloved wheel of fortune... Or you can choose Kokichi Ouma, Ultimate Supreme Leader and Despair, with his favorite dice. However, if you wish to contest your fate, you may decide to play a game of our choice against someone of your choice for your life. Do you understand? Good. Make your choice, so says your queen."

(( Feel free to ignore, interact if not tagged, or ask for your tag to be removed! MODS that play Kokichi or Kotoko on ANY blog in ANY capacity DNI!!!!!!! ))

@human-monokuma @pizza-for-my-friends @little-miss-succubus @non-verbal-kiddo @iroha-painter-missing, and others, mod is lazy. ;w;

[dnangelic]

@tophatz : (( DAISUKE DOPPELGANGER KAMIYA HARU!?? LMAO. It's even funnier because Haru's very mundane, unlike most scouts. So imagine Dark sees this very regular dude walk up to him like a damn ghost and, without a card or anything is like "... Become an idol. Makes money." and just stands there. ))

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' --- wha ? '

[aggywytchking]

Divination Dice

[fightingchancestudio]

I'll be listing a wide variety of oricle dice for the upcoming drop. Each one will include an interpretation card. These are perfect for basic divination or even in ttrpgs as a random generator. I put the card up on my website for free as well 🤘

[teddie-laundrybear]

We are The Cult of the Fates!

Your fate is in our hands (stomachs) The Fate of the Cards The Fate of the Dice The Fate of the Pendulums

[grumpy-potat]

Dice Divination - 6 sided -

I spent a while looking at different forms of dice divination. I found out about an old buddhist for of dice divination, but much of what I found was based in a modern day form of divination. There are many different ways people have used dice in divination, using different colors to represent an aspect, utilizing numerology to help determine what the dice mean. With different intents and different models. 

After looking across the many based in 6-sided dice I decided to create my own. I hope you enjoy!

Photo by Riho Kroll on Unsplash

6 sided dice

Basic Modern superstitions around using dice for divination

You shouldn’t throw dice on Mondays or Wednesdays 

You shouldn’t throw dice more than three times for the same person

With 1 Die

Using 1 die is good for yes or no questions

Evens are yes and Odds are no

With 3 dice

Draw a circle and split it into 4 quarters. 

Assign each quarter an element.

Earth : Stability, Health, Wealth

Air : Intelligence, Communication, Mental Load, 

Water : Emotions, Relationships, Nurturing

Fire: Creativity, Passions, Drive 

Place a quarter or a small token in the center of the circle  (if desired)

Dice that land closest to the token are going to happen sooner than dice that land further away

Ask your question 

Roll the Three Dice

If any fall outside don’t count them

If all fall outside its a sign to not do the reading now

How to interpret the reading

Add up the dice that fall in each section to interpret for that element of your life

Add up all the dice for an overall outlook

Numerology Key

New Beginnings, Fresh Starts, Potential

Duality, Balance, Choices, Partners

Growth, Progress, Community, Friendship

Stability, Foundations, Structure, Stillness

Change, Adventure, Conflict

Home, Family, Victory, Success

Secrets, hidden mysteries, spirituality, deceptions

Power, Strength, Movement, 

Completion, Culminations, Rewards, Endings

New Cycles, Rebirths, Journeys

Connections, Trust, Cause and Effects, 

Self expression, intuition, Sacrifices, 

Major Life Changes, Metamorphosis, transformations

Balance, Finding meaning, Harmony, 

Hope, Faith, Freedom, New Ideas

Wisdom, Knowledge, Hard Work

Passion, Sexuality, Assertiveness,

Preservernece, Joy, Blessings, 

Hope it is useful to you! Have a good day!

[fortune-maiden]

One of the options I was exploring for my fic before was setting it before HC returned so XL would have some more things going on and HC would stop feeling like a convenient plot device

Upsides to this:

- better for the timeline

- a nice parallel between a sqx who lost the people he was closest to and is now pushing away the ones who are left and a xl who lost hc and has learned to rely on others again

- badass xl at full power without the need for spiritual energy transfers

Downsides:

- I would lose the running gag of HC showing up everyone and it’s payoff

- I would need a new plot device

- hualian banter is fun to write

[deepwaterwritingprompts]

Deep Water Prompt #3158

The dice have eight sides each, corresponding to the phases of the moon. You must subtract the waxing from the waning, factoring in whole and zero phases, to identify a prosperous day. 

[magic-multicolored-miracle]

The party is at a fancy shindig thrown by the dwarven king and supposed to be gathering allies, and I ask the DM if I can go talk to the least "noble-y" looking people in the room.

DM: "Well, as you look around the room, you mostly see ambassadors, nobles, and other dignitaries, but you can talk to the servants, or in the back there's a group of the most obvious edgelords you've ever seen."

Me: "Remember, Arusha is 19 and a rogue, so she is also kind of a massive edgelord. They sound perfect."

Bard: "And she thinks she's hot shit, right?"

Me: "I know I'm hot shit."

[artbyrewcana]

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inktober day 10: fortune