#larp posting

[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"

[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."

[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.

[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.

[retellingthehobbit]

I’m making a webcomic adaptation of The Hobbit! It’s an epic cool passion project that incorporates as much of Tolkien’s prose as possible while also being my own take on the story, it features a variety of different art styles to represent the worlds of different characters in Middle Earth, it’s over 100 pages long already, the art/writing keeps gradually improving over time, and you should follow it! Like, comment, and subscribe! *dabs*

Okay I admit I’m awful at ‘marketing.’ But my point stands! Follow for queer Tookish antics over the Edge of the Wild. 

You can keep up by following me here at @retellingthehobbit on Tumblr. This blog posts a new 10ish-page-long chapter once a month (on the 13th), as well as assorted WIP art :3. The first chapter on tumblr is here. (I started out posting on my main @secretmellowblog, so the earlier chapters were posted there instead.) However, I personally recommend keeping up with the comic by bookmarking it on ao3 here or subscribing on Webtoon here. This keeps all the chapters neatly organized in one place, and also sends you an email notification whenever it updates, which is helpful because I don't update weekly :). I currently update monthly, on the thirteenth day of every month.

Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy!

[thatdamhobbit]

Hey, hey who wants to know a lil secret?

LARP drop fucking SUCKS!!

You’re telling me that I just did all that cool shit, I learned magic, I saved people’s lives, I got a fucking second soul put inside me, I met people who finally feel like home and now I just have to forget all of it? Just act like I didn’t laugh harder than I have in weeks and almost cry and have one of the best weekends of my life? And now I just have to go back to school and do maths and essays? Leave all those people behind so they can forget about me?

Yeah, fuck that.

[malenjoyer]

Sorry I’m not replying to messages. I do see them. I’m answering some asks and posting a bit of random thought stuff on twitter but I’m feeling kind of like I’m retreating to my old hermit state of internet usage.

These past few weeks I haven’t had energy to do a lot of stuff. It currently takes a lot out of me to reply individually because I’m trying to secure a job for myself again. So a lot of my energy is put there and worrying about my finances and future…

Thank you for the support as always and I’ll try to respond as soon as I feel I can give a decent response to DMs.

As for art stuff, I thought about starting to post again but due to the recent AI stuff that was released about sketches being converted to lineart easily, I got a bit paranoid again so it might take a while. I’m reading comics between breaks and rediscovering my love for stories so that’s good

[nicolefirekitty]

watching that video hurts but i love it in a "i hate it" way

video under the cut

this beautiful thing

[andrevasims]

Doc Wither, Ash Soot, Rascal Roach, Clumsy Skins

[gottaarc]

Darkwick Clubs

Okay so this is ramble-y but Darkwick has to have like, a bunch of college-esque clubs right? I'd like to think there's a bunch of oddball ones but also just normal ones too. Like you go the first day and there's a lineup of tables and going down the row it's like this:

"Anamalous Forensics Club"

"Bones and Binaries (Anomaly Tech Club)"

"LARP and Tabletops"

"Cat Worker Appreciation Union: pet a cat today!"

"Mortkrankren Mortuary Assistants"

Anyways all that to say if you have a tkdb oc are they in any clubs or anything I really wanna know

[awkwardtrekphotos]

[parttimehealer]

[caemidraws]

mandatory meme