#megan whines into the empty abyss of cyberspace

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never have I vibed harder with 'one foot in the grave, one foot in a Hello Kitty rollerskate'

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In retrospect, using ibid as a citation in The Histories would probably be inappropriate, as Latin does not technically exist in that universe, right? Otoh it's both incredibly convenient and lends the whole text an air of credibility.

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You must never forget that first, foremost, and always I am annoying about doctor who.

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The fact that Alex Hirsch got JK Simmons to say the words 'malewife coded' out loud in the year of our lord 2025

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ok the fact that Jason Ritter can hit the high notes in Good Luck Babe and Kristin Schaal *can't* is sending me actually

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May rolls around again, and my good friend Jonathon starts sending me emails from Romania again, talking about paprika hendl and strange dreams. And maybe I've changed a lot in the last few years, and god knows the world has, but there is something so strangely and genuinely endearing about getting those emails, the cycle starting over. Every year he sets out anew, and he still doesn't know he's in Dracula, and he still has all that horror facing him, but I know, we all know, that he'll get through it, and so will we all.

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Okay, shit yeah that absolutely FUCKED.

*head in my hands*

"It's a beating heart inside a brain. That's what a story is."

Oh okay. Fuck me up. Okay.

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"He's got you to sit up and beg like a well-trained dog"

🤝

"Conpassion, I've never thought of you as a woman"

nuwho companions are too nice to each other

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I don't know dick about Latin -_-

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Everything is only ever terrible and nothing is good–

–not true! Many rich and hearty soups exist

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IT FUCKEN WIMDY

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Thought I’d drop you an ask about your D&D character(s) after your nostalgia post. Consider it an opportunity to wax lyrical if you want

Oh man, my high school D&D characters, hell yeah.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times...

So my high school D&D group was probably most notable for being waaaaay too big, because the guy who who was running the game that started the whole thing didn't quite know how to say no to people asking to join, and ballooned up from maybe six people to like. Thirteen. Which is fucking massive and horribly unwieldy, and bear in mind we were playing 3.5, where combat was somehow even worse and more long-lasting than modern 5e.

(This, incidentally, was how Ferro and I got to know each other properly, because of our group he was the one who didn't go to the same school as the rest of us, but he'd known the DM since they were like two. We got each other in the epic six-way post-college friend divorce, and Dan and Cedric got married.)

I can't remember any of their names, but the two characters that come to mind from that period were the very first character I made, an elf bard (natch) who came in late to the game comparatively late but had a few cool moments that mostly actually revolved around nerfing this other player's constant attempts to kill a different guy's characters, because he was that type of guy who would make a big thing out of playing chaotic evil characters to justify bullying other players. I had a couple moments in the climatic final battle of that first campaign where I mostly stopped him from ruining what everyone else was doing, lol.

The next campaign, which to this day remains an old favorite, was an Underdark exclusive where we realized that we couldn't reasonably play another game with this many people and split off into two groups. Ferro Dm'd one, and my then-girlfriend DM'd the other. I played an Orc barbarian with like 1 intelligence who made friends with the other characters and formed a bond with them. We spent a huge amount of that campaign fucking around and getting into stupid scrapes instead of following the storyline, it was fun.

I have a lot of nostalgia for that group, even though we were objectively kind of a trainwreck. We all learned a lot, certainly, and all of us went on to have a lot interest in game creation and craft later. We had a bunch of stupid in-jokes, like you do, and we would sometimes cosplay our characters for big moments.

These days I haven't had a group to play with in a few years, in part because I really don't want to play D&D or other crunch-heavy games, but it's hard to get people to branch out to other games, although given how WotC has shat the bed recently, there's been a lot more interest in other types of ttrpgs, so we'll see what the future holds.

R's group is so...they remind me of that old teen group so much. The only thing that's really changed is which edition they're playing, and the fact they're all packing smartphones rather than little flip/slider late 2000s monstrosities with a hundred phone charms hanging off them. When I walked in on them, they were, as cliched as it sounds, actually about to fight a dragon, so I watched them play for a bit. R kept beefing her rolls, and her friend was convinced that he could repair a wall they broke with the one hundred crackers he had in his inventory. One of the girls had a really expensive-looking heavy metal dice set that everyone else was envious of, because she's apparently about as veteran of a player as you can be at fifteen and collects dice sets. Of course.

It was just really fun seeing kids playing, and the whole thing continuing on to a whole new generation. There was a dad who came in looking for something else, and he told me he used to play AD&D back in the eighties when he was a teen. At this point the game's been around long enough to have multiple generations playing together, which is absolutely delightful.

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so guess who wrote 4k words today!

...if only it were for one of my pre-existing wips

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oh boy let's see if succession predicted the current crisis :|

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Oh fuck yeah