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annalisasparkleshine · 1 year ago
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but what if diplomator :3
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kleedna · 1 year ago
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We need to talk....
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ennyh · 2 years ago
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yourplayersaidwhat · 6 months ago
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Remember kids: always reward your players for making the game fun
DM: Ok, he catches you poking through his stuff. 
Warlock: Can I start dancing?
DM, slightly flabbergasted: I mean, sure, roll performance?
Warlock: 17 + 2… 19.
DM: 
DM: He’s sort of. Amazed. Not at the dancing, I mean he does admit it’s pretty good, but this is probably the funniest thing that’s happened to him all week.
(warlock and npc became fast friends after that, and a little while later the npc gives the players a quest)
DM: before you embark on your quest, he pulls out a fancy looking piece of cloth… maybe a cloak? and puts it on the table with the rest of the magical items casually.
Warlock: Can I politely ask what it is?
DM, as npc: Ah, it’s a cloak of billowing. I don’t have much use for it, but… I want you to have it, free of charge. You seem the type to appreciate a little dramatic flair.
Warlock: *claps hands* Presentation!
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fullcravings · 1 year ago
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Vanilla Crème Diplomate (Diplomat Cream)
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funeralprocessor · 3 months ago
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I feel like the existence of the skirmishers (and everything from Chimera Squad) make XCOM come across as massive pricks wrt the aliens. Like the game goes out of its way to dehumanize the aliens (exclusively referring to them as it, saying their all brainwashed and mind controlled, etc) but then turn around and have ex-Advent be people who were at least aware during their time as drones, vipers and sectoids and mutons being obviously sentient and having their own culture, hell, the Ethereals are clearly people too. And then Chimera Squad shows us a future where they're actually treated as such and nobody makes as big a deal about it as I think they should.
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francepittoresque · 6 months ago
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16 juillet 1907 : mort d'Eugène Poubelle, instaurateur de la « poubelle » ➽ http://bit.ly/Eugene-Poubelle Jurisconsulte, administrateur ou diplomate, Eugène-René Poubelle a déployé dans chacune des carrières où il eut l’occasion d’entrer, les qualités les plus solides et les plus brillantes
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cestmoiquand · 4 months ago
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Quand un client m'a indiqué que mes questions ressemblaient à celles de la Stasi, parce que je lui indiquais que sa demande était incomplète.
Je lui ai répondu que la Stasi, comme il l'a mentionnée, n'était pas devin et ne traitait pas les demandes incomplètes.
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empirearchives · 1 year ago
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Description of Napoleon and Josephine from Mme Reinhard
Context: This is a letter from Mme Reinhard to her mother after a reception held in 1799, 3 days before 18 Brumaire.
“The meeting was lively and brilliant, and Bonaparte’s unexpected arrival made it interesting; I knew he was indisposed and I wasn’t counting on him. This meeting with the general was good fortune for everyone; many of the distinguished foreigners and diplomats’ wives gathered at my home had never seen him, and I’m convinced that everyone went home with the feeling of a wish fulfilled. I found Bonaparte as I had imagined him, modest like a dominator, simple like someone who can claim anything; he seems disdainful of drawing attention to himself and wants to lose himself in the crowd, with the certainty that he will always impose himself and that he cannot go unnoticed. The expression on his face is noble, his gaze piercing: he doesn’t try to be friendly, and rightly so, for friendliness in him would be seen as condescension… Mme Bonaparte is not a worthy counterpart to her husband, and it’s painful to see two such dissimilar beings riveted to each other. Although her attire and the refinement of her manners allow her to rise above the multitudes, one senses the effort, and all that we know of her morals speaks in favor of neither her mind nor her heart.”
Source: Une femme de diplomate: Lettres de Madame Reinhard à sa mère, 1798-1815. Published by A. Picard et fils (1901), p. 92-93.
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champagnemoon · 8 months ago
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I love women who exemplify another city’s beauty standard but maintain it living in another like there’s something so cunty about being a Miami 10 living in Georgetown
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ssaseaprince · 2 years ago
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Anyone who thinks Gale is the worst, most irredeemable monster who's actions were completely unnecessary, I want them to sit down and think about the girl in the lemon yellow coat, and ask themselves if the rebels at the front lines responsible for that were just as bad, and if they genuinely think the war would've been won without acts of violence.
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annalisasparkleshine · 2 years ago
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Obsessed with the my student spirit recently
(It's a good show you can watch on yt :3)
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tarantulawithspatula · 8 months ago
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tigereyes45 · 1 year ago
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I did two pieces for Trektober 2023 Day 10. This drabble, and an edit you can find on my youtube page at tigereyes45. Thanks to @trektober-challenge for hosting the event.
The story:
“We can handle this. After all,” Kirk straightens up, and throws on a practiced grin. It’s tight, hard to keep up, and extremely fake, but he can do this. They can do this. He places one hand on Spock’s shoulder and the other on Bones’. “We are men of diplomacy.” 
Spock folds his hands behind his back and lowers his brows in agreement. “Indeed.” 
McCoy stands unconvinced, his arms folded over his chest. “We are?” Bones lifts his right arm in surprise. He rolls his hand with exaggerated annoyance. “One would think we’d lead with diplomacy more often then.”
Jim lets him go and scowls. “Very funny Bones.” 
McCoy lays his arm back down on top of the other. With a bored expression, he looks across the bridge towards the armed aliens sent to ‘greet’ them. “I thought so.”
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yourplayersaidwhat · 3 months ago
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Grape seller NPC: That will be two silvers.
Buddhist cleric, currently broke: Will you accept payment in the form of a parable? 
DM: Uh…roll persuade.
[Cleric rolls a nat 20 and piles his obscene number of bonuses on top.]
DM: Your parable converts him to Buddhism. 
[This was a bad precedent to set, because for the rest of the session, the party nominated Cleric their chief negotiator.]
Ship’s Captain: The voyage will cost you 30 gold pieces each.
Cleric: Are you interested in two grapes and a parable?
[DM did not manage to re-impose sensible rules about finances until party tried this on the hostile kraken priest demanding tribute for his kraken in the middle of the Mediterranean.]
Artificer: Would your kraken like some grapes?
Barbarian: And a parable?
[Next session, the remainder of the party will be attempting to trade grapes and a parable for several resurrections.]
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caointeag · 6 months ago
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it's kinda fun thinking about in the hotd timeline cregan being like "yeah you'll get men when they get down there, for now here's my cousin, she's really smart n stuff." and lyarra getting yeeted down to dragonstone on dragon back only to look at around at the absolute shambles that is the black council like "well shit🧍🏻‍♀️"
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