#larp posting

[lealdog]

LARP outfit! The character is called Vik. He is an outlaw who was hanged for many a crime and resurrected by graveyard keeper Sixt under mysterious circumstances. He's not sure what this means or if he's telling him the truth. Heeding the adventurers' call to an old dungeon promising fortune, the two came to explore. They made a deal with a local representative of the mage's guild who offered help and reward.

Events inside the dungeon left Vik questioning his choices and he started talking to the order of the all-seeing star promising absolution from his sins and a path of virtue forward. The mage heard of this and reminded him of their deal and what was to happen should he break it. A convenient letter from the mages guild addressed to this mage made its way into Sixt's hands. They confronted her about it to get a better deal. Sixt joined the mages guild while Vik was initiated into the order of the all-seeing star, feeling its warmth fill the void he'd been feeling since being returned from the dead.

At an alter inside the dungeon he decided to give his life out of curiosity, guilt and a sign of rebirth to leave his old life behind and dedicate himself to the way of the all-seeing star. He wasn't sure whether death would be permanent but all signs were pointing towards it. He should have already been dead anyway, why should be deserve to have what he had already squandered?

Once he's given all his blood, Vik and everyone else in the dungeon was sent to meet the entity called the Groundskeeper who heard arguments for why they should be allowed to keep living. Sixt claimed ownership of Vik as the one who'd brought him back and the Groundskeeper confirmed that his soul belonged to him and he could not claim it until Sixt's death at which time it would be owed.

[2torm]

And so Scar went up to Marijn's character, what was it, Ky'all?

- Jilly, about last game

@earmo-imni

[wormk1n]

need to put these though somewhere so onto tumblr they go

crazy how much basic dnd mechanics make sense to me on a whole new level after larping for a bit. the five foot battle cube? while yeah I can get in the personal space of people I know very well getting close to your allies will often just fuck you up. plate and chain armor is noisy as Fuck you Cannot stealth in that shit. also levels of exhaustion, even if you’re used to not sleeping a lot you can Feel disadvantage on ability checks after two days of doing adventurer shit on very little sleep. also prepared vs known spells, I do actually have to read my fuckin book and prep spells at the start of the day in order to remember what I can do reliably. this is all very common sense shit but like crazy how I can feel it differently now that I have actual tangible memories of it

[higgsbison]

my VtM larp history is like "there are three genders and they're all Tzimisce"

[tobyisave]

Little animations for my DR tic headcanons!! To be so clear this is *not* me trying to create good rep, this is explicitly me projecting my own tics onto some little guys using gimmicky plot points and then making art about it! so like. grain of salt and a little ableism cw 👍

Chiaki who freezes and shudders in overstimulating environments, ostensibly because her tics are triggered by sound/light/motion — but then in Ch.6 you learn she was actually just lagging when the computer had too much stuff to render nearby. This makes it even more disorienting postcanon when they remember the real Chiaki, who had a slightly different personality and completely different tics. Most of them were omitted from the AI because it was averaged from the memories of several students (including Hajime) who never noticed or mistook them for fidgeting — helped by the fact that her tics vanished whenever she was focusing on a game. It's convoluted but in a way that I think suits the source material lol.

Kokichi who is an expert at making tics look intentional, because he'd rather come off as "annoying on purpose" or even pretend to mock the disorder he secretly actually has than just admit there's a part of himself he can't control. And he certainly doesn’t need anyone outside DICE realizing the tics are a very honest indicator of his stress levels. He treats his own outbursts as cues to whine that he’s bored; he makes meaningful eye contact with Shuichi whenever he can’t stop blinking, because he knows it’ll make Shuichi lose his mind trying decode a Morse code message that doesn't exist; and in the killing game he pairs his motor tics with the straitjacket uniform and a cringy Joker impression to create some campy caricature of “crazy” that scares the people who are idiots (Kaito) and makes everyone else think he’s just doing an offensive bit — which, for better or worse, he kind of is.

[strangelittlestories]

There’s a larp (live action roleplaying) game that I play, where there exists a creature we have dubbed a ‘Chronovore’.

This planet-sized sci-fi beastie eats time via a cool-ass external digestive system that ranges out from its main corpus (what are effectively its digestive enzymes look like glowing blue-winged angels, which are creepy as sin).

My character in this game fell victim to said chronovoric digestion and was aged 30 years by the experience. They lost what they expected to be the most valuable years of their life - the time when they expected to most make a difference to the universe.

I have a lot of emotions about this. Especially because when I look at my life aged 39 and consider the shape I am trying to hammer it into, one thought keeps recurring: I wish I had started this work sooner.

And then I consider my ADHD (a condition I am really certain I have, but am still seeking diagnosis for) and damn if I do not feel like it straight up ate decades of my life.

That’s how it feels, gang. There’s this bubbling resentful rage and grief for years spent with an invisible wall between me and what I wanted. For the nights where I spent (and still spend) revenge procrastinating and wrecking my days. For all the hours chasing short-term dopamine that was often destructive for me.

Hours. Days. Years. Eaten by a part of me that often feels like a monster squatting in my brain, hiding in my bones.

It reminds me, too, of that scene from a Hammer Horror movie where a monster expert is talking about vampires and says something like “Oh, you still think vamps are just things with big teeth that gotta bite your neck and drink your blood? Sweet baby, there’s all kinds of these creatures; some of them just fully suck your life straight out of your soul.”

This is why I don’t think I’ll ever think of my ADHD as a superpower. Or, at least, if it is: it’s from one of those gritty think piece superhero stories where your power is also a hecking curse.

I am preoccupied by what my own brain has taken from me.

And the thing is: it’s not really true. At least, not all the way true.

Those years I think of as lost were filled with good times. I made meaningful connections. I wrote poems and stories that I love. I performed art that meant something to me in front of people who enjoyed it. I consumed a lot of good media. I learned and dreamed and tried really hard to be a person I could be happy being.

But I also let a lot of the things fall into the background. I started a lot, but didn’t finish a lot. I missed the chance to work on skills that are now harder to learn because I’m older.

So I find myself cursing the Chronovore.

I nearly wrote this as a piece of fiction. If I had, I would probably have ended with the protagonist finding a way to subvert or redeem or work with the Chronovore.

Maybe the satisfying ending just this: none of us get as much time as we want. We all give time away - whether it be taxed by things we resent or gifted to what is important.

The Chronovore is not special.

And if it is not special, then it is mutable.

Maybe that is enough.

[so-i-did-this-thing]

Someone just tagged one of my tweedy selfies with "dark academia is problematic" and I'm just dying over here, especially since I associate my look more with riding horses than archiving at the Mütter Museum.

Anyway, "vintage style, not vintage values."

[eye-of-the-silver-dragon]

I am so very nervous about making this post but I need community input so here I go-

Hi! My name is Clara and I'm a senior writing my thesis in college. I'm an art history major and my thesis is gonna be about fanart and cosplay (and video games!) and why those are underrated but also super important and valuable in society! (This is a very basic watered down explanation lol)

Since I'll need some examples and sources, I want to reach out to people who do fanart/cosplay (especially since this is the fanart site hehe) to see if you'd be willing to have your art included in my thesis! I'm a nerd about Arcane, Severance, Hades, Baldur's Gate, and a bunch of other stuff, so if you are into any of those fandoms, please especially say hi! (But even if you're not, please drop by anyways! I'll use anything and everything I can get lol)

Any skill level or medium is welcome! Digital (minus AI, since that's not what I'm writing about), traditional, sculpture, embroidery - and if you want to yap about your experiences with making fanart, I'd love to hear it!

Ditto with cosplay - any skill level/focus is welcome! I also would love perspectives from LARPers or people in SCA groups, since I'd like to touch on historybounding at least a little bit. (I do know that SCA is a much different beast than LARP, but what you guys do is also super valuable and interesting to me and I'd welcome any input there as well! I genuinely love learning things so please teach me about what you do!)

It's gonna be seen by my professor and likely not many other people on my campus (it's not getting published anywhere official), but anyone whose art I'd use would get properly cited and whatnot, and if you have any interest in reading it once it's done, I'd consider sharing it directly with those who would want to read it.

I'm a pretty small blog so any reblogs help immensely! And if you have any questions, feel free to DM me, message me in the notes, or stop by my askbox :) I'll try to reach out to individuals as well, but I'd love to get a broader group if I can. The more the merrier. :)

Thank you guys so much!!

[idolkilling]

edging, aka what good is swearing not to make things weird and sexual—you promise!—when the vampire you used to imprison in your basement can instantly detect your arousal and sees it as a problem to solve anyway?! >__< it’s like he’s trying to make you fail at your sorry-for-kidnapping-you redemption arc and newfound attempts to be a decent and respectful best friend (that he didn’t ask for, but you’re sure you have a special bond by now! right? maybe? please?)

colour alts:

[quixotic-paladin]

Experimenting with gif making.

[meteor752]

Larping is painful actually because once you come home your thoughts are overtaken by the larp and all the characters in the campaign but there’s no fics or fanart or anything because there’s a total of forty people in the world that know about it and you can’t talk about it to anyone including the other larp people cause they intimidate you so you just sit with your brainworms and suffer

[rustedleopard]

I know that it's common fanon belief to see Starlo as the younger sibling between him and Orion, but I actually like the idea of Starlo being the older brother and what it means for his family dynamic. Generally, the older sibling is expected to be the more responsible and mature sibling in the family. There's this expectation that the older sibling sets an example for the younger sibling(s) and that they'll look after the family/business once the parents get too old to do so themselves. So, what does it mean when the older sibling sorta betrays those familial expectations by behaving immaturely and ditching the family to do their own thing?

I'm trying to figure out how to put this into words in a clear and concise way, but I feel like if it's a case of Starlo being the younger brother, then there's this sorta "Ah, that's just the younger brother acting like a kid, y'know how it is. He'll grow out of it" dynamic, whereas if Starlo is the older brother, then it's more of a "Okay, he should've grown out of this by now, why's he still acting like this? Even Orion is more mature than him; what is going on?" sorta deal. (This frustration would be especially felt by Orion, who has to pick up Starlo's slack in his stead because his older brother isn't mature enough to work like he's supposed to!!!)

These are just personal musings, don't take my word as gospel! You can still do tons of interesting things with the Sunnyside family while having Starlo be the younger brother and Orion the older one. I just find myself gravitating more towards seeing Starlo as the older sibling.

[applewatchpls]

He just detached himself from his legs their faces killing me why nobody gaf

[aropride]

i love the concept of a bunch of fbi agents sitting around in quantico on their big computers pretending to be mid-20s queer discourse bloggers with niche fetishes and eclectic music taste on a dying microblogging website

[ladymirdan]

Fun fact: About two hundred million years ago, I Larped Drizzt Do’Urden. (My name wasn't Drizzt; it was Drizil, which later became the name of my first tarantula, but boy, this was pretty much Drizzt.)

I thought I had deleted all the proof I had of this ever happening, but I found this pic.

I still have that armour, but I wonder what happened to my scimitars. Those two were some of the best weapons I ever built.

[zellaspinna]

she wanna f1 on my omega till I verse