#theres nothing good happening here

[isaacathom]

im now having devin and naielle have a fight bc i think its funny

mechanically, i mean. im just writing down this shit. this assumes an area full of like, idk, pillars to hide behind and shit.

for reference, Devin is a 2/7 Rogue/Whispers Bard, and Naielle is a 9 Celestial Warlock. devins hp is 32, naielles is 80, and crucially, naielle's passive perception is 16. Devin's is a 14.

Initiatives - Devin 22, Naielle 4

Round 1:

Devin - Casts Confusion on Naielle (wis save, dc 16). Naielle does not pass (10). Devin then moves back and bonus action Hides (22)

Naielle - rolls 7 on Confusion table, does nothing. end of turn, reattempts save, fails (7).

Round 2:

Devin - Devin goes for the Shortbow shot. 11/15 hits Naielle. 1d6+3+1d6 sneak + 3d6 psychic (psychic blades feature). 1+3+4+15 for a total of 23 damage. Naielle is on 57 HP. Devin repositions and hides again (nat 20 for 31)

Naielle - Naielle rolls 2 on confusion :(. reattempts wisdom save - a 24 will pass.

Round 3:

Devin - Shortbow shot part 2. a 14/26 will hit Naielle, so another 1d6+3+1d6+3d6. 3+3+6+12 for 24 damage, Naielle is at 33 hp. She will reposition and hide again (20)

Naielle - Naielle will burn 5/10 of her bonus action healing to regain 23 hp (56). For her action, she will cast invisibility and move in a random direction to try and find Devin. (i rolled a d8 for devin determing what cardinal direction she is (7) and rolled one for naielle (5) - Naielle does not walk past Devin.). As part of being invisible, she makes a stealth check - 7 :(.

Round 4:

Devin - Hypnotic Pattern centered on where she heard Naielle. wis save, dc16. Naielle is resistant to charm - 9 and 19. Devin fuckinnnnn books it, Hides again (26)

Naielle - She would've seen the direction Devin went (but not exactly where), so she heads that direction and does an active search. a 25 does not beat Devin's stealth. Her own stealth check from movement - 21 (beats Devin's passive)

Round 5:

Devin - she's gonna try Hypnotic again, estimating a mid point between where she cast it last time and herself. im gonna roll a flat d20 to see if she hits naielle, 1-10 no 11-20 yes. She does not. Predictably, she fucking runs again - a 17 stealth. HOWEVER. because Naielle was heading in her direction and saw the approximate area she hid, im gonna apply a -2, which means she does NOT beat Naielle's Passive.

Naielle - Naielle's gonna position herself to have an angle on Devin (half cover, we'll say). Guiding Bolt. Nat 20 :) Devin reacts to impose disadvantage with silvery barbs, which gets just a 24(-2). Devin takes 30+5/2 (aasimar) for 17 radiant total - Devin's on 15 HP.

Round 6:

Devin - She's gonna cast Blindness/Deafness. Naielle Nat 20s. Devin repositions and Hides again (24(-2 again tho))

Naielle - Heads in Devin's direction and active searches - an 18 doesn't find Devin.

Round 7:

Devin - Phantasmal Force on Naielle to try and trick her into seeing a pit of lava. Naielle passes the int save with an 18. Devin forces a reroll using Silvery Barbs - a 15 fails. Naielle is in lava, which 'burns' her (1 Psychic - Naielle at 55). Guess what time it is. 17 Stealth to hide - no -2 because naielle's Panicking.

Naielle - Naielle terrifiedly Dimension Doors out of the pit of lava, and im gonna be a little weirdo and do a int check to see if she is smart enough to position herself well tactically. Nope. She just yeets out, breathes a fucking sigh of relief, and continues to move in Devin's ~general direction~.

Round 8:

Devin - Shortbow time, fuck it, fuck this. a uh, 10/12 does not hit AC. She books it again - 18 Stealth, -2 matching Passive (so i think she succeeds lol)

Naielle - :) Active search - dirty 20. She advances, babes.

Round 9:

Devin - Shortbow time again. 9 doesnt hit. Keep running Devin! 23 Stealth (this is a trend)

Naielle - Active search, 12 doesnt find. General direction

Round 10:

Dev - shortbow. 10/26 hits. 1d6+3+1d6+3d6 - 5+3+4+12 = 24. Naielle is on 31 Hp. 15 stealth fails.

Naielle - :) Eldritch Blast x2. 11 misses. 18 hits. 9 force damage. (Devin is at 6 HP). Bonus action Healing 9 hp (40).

Round 11:

Devin - Invisibility, reposition right round the fucking back of naielle. stealth for 21.

Naielle - Active Search. 13.

Round 12:

Devin - this is getting ridiculous. FROM DOWNTOWN! 26/15 will hit. 1d6+3+1d6+3d6 - 4+3+6+7 = 20. Naielle on 20. Hide check 28.

Naielle - Bonus heal with her last 3 dice - 8. (28). Active check, 10.

Round 13:

Devin - :) 19/13 hits. her last bardic inspiration, too. 1d6+3+1d6+3d6 - 2+3+4+8 = 17. Naielle on 11. Hide check 22.

Naielle - :) Fuck. Hail Mary Eldritch Blasts. 18/28 hits, devin forces a reroll of the 18 - 19. Naielle Hits. 1d10+5 - 7. Devin goes down. Naielle wins.

Now. a) that took like 2 hrs, i really thought this would be quicker, and b) half way through i remembered that Naielle had counterspell, which would have completely nullified Devin's opening gambit. if i were to run this tomorrow Remembering that, AND remembering that Naielle has Hellish Rebuke, then. well. Devin's toast :)

[xxplastic-cubexx]

you should post screenshots of all the marvel rivals magneto lore for those of us who don’t have the game 👀

"Max Eisenhardt was born with a near-limitless Mutant ability to manipulate magnetic fields. Suffering a lifetime of brutal persecution, Magneto made it his mission to ensure the survival of Mutantkind, no matter the cost. His unyielding crusade often puts him at odds with other Mutants who seek more peaceful ways to coexist with humanity. Magneto led the campaign to gather the planet's Mutant population and transport them decades into the future to a safe haven on the sentient island Krakoa, protecting his brethren from the growing dangers of the wider world."

magneto lore description + his signature :) i'll come back to reblog and add to this post as the rest of the stories are unlocked!

full Trial of Magneto story below the cut screenshotted AND typed up by Yours Truly

As he gazed off into the distance towards the line where the ocean met the sky, Magneto's cape fluttered gently in the calm breeze that was drifting across the coast of the sentient island nation of Krakoa. His was a life far longer than most people ever had the chance to live, and this was one of the few moments of true peace that he could recall. But he knew from experience it would not last for long. It never did.

"Something on your mind, old man?" a familiar voice asked from above, breaking the silence. As Magneto glanced up, there, hovering on the wind like a majestic goddess, was Ororo Munroe -- the Mutant weather manipulator known as Storm.

"Funny, isn't it," mused Magneto, "that we fought all those years for a better future for Mutantkind... and now we have finally found it, further in the future than any of us ever imagined."

Not so long ago, the sovereign nation of Krakoa had been swept up in a chronal storm -- a time-twisting anomaly that would have ripped the island to bits if not for Ororo's deft manipulation of its tumultuous currents. Instead of becoming lost in the timestream forever, Krakoa arrived safely on the other side of the tempest in the year 2099. The future that Mutantkind had always dreamed of was finally theirs to claim. And Magneto was never one to let such an auspicious opportunity pass him by.

"It matters not what century we are in," Storm said. "What matters is that our people have a home here on Krakoa, thanks to you, Erik..."

Magneto cringed as his old friend called him by his human name. True, he had gone by many of them over the decades -- Max Eisenhardt, Erik Lehnsherr, Magnus -- but they were monikers he had merely tolerated in order to better fit into a world where Homo Sapiens still believed themselves in control. Here, in this new era, he could choose a name that spoke to who he truly was. Magneto -- the Mutant Master of Magnetism.

"I may be leading the cause to find our fellow Mutants and bring them to this safe harbor, my dear," said Magneto, "but the success of this crusade cannot be attributed to one Mutant alone."

"You're damn right it can't, bub," a grizzled voice snarled from the edge of the jungle that bordered Krakoa's shore.

Magneto and Storm both turned to see a familiar figure walking out of a newly-blossomed Krakoan gate. The short, hairy figure looked as though he had just been to hell and back. And knowing Wolverine, that could very literally be the case. Alongside Wolverine stood a young Mutant, just old enough for her powers to begin manifesting.

"Found the kid who got sucked through that dimensional rift," Wolverine continued. "She's lucky I went in there after her. Limbo is no place for a new Mutant."

"I couldn't disagree more," another voice said, this one with a hint of a Russian accent. "This New Mutant has managed just fine there."

"Illyana? Can it truly be?!" Storm rushed over to the young woman who had just stepped through the gateway, instantly wrapping her in an embrace. For years, Illyana Rasputin, the Mutant teleporter known as Magik, had been like a daughter to Storm. Before she was claimed by the darkness of Limbo... Before...

"Nice to see you too, Windrider," said Magik with an uncomfortable smirk. "It's been... longer than I care to remember."

Magneto stepped towards the new arrival, not embracing her, but examining her closely instead. There was something strange about her. It was clear that she had walked a far different path than the Illyana Rasputin of his world. This child had been hardened by the horrors of war, something to which Magneto himself could closely relate.

"You are not the child we once knew," Magneto said. "But you are welcome here on Krakoa. All Mutants are, regardless from where or when they hail."

"How about people who grew up thinking they were Mutants, only to h ave their entire world turned upside down when they learned the truth years later...?"

Magneto audibly gasped as the question was asked by another woman who had just arrived through the Krakoan gateway. His gaze instantly shifted over to her as she walked forward. Her every step stirred ripples across his memory, for he had been there when she had taken her very first ones so many years ago.

"Wanda..."

"Hello, father," the Scarlet Witch said as she approached Magneto with a calm confidence that few had ever shown in his presence. She reached up and began to slowly remove Magneto's helmet, an action that would almost certainly be met with instant retaliation should anyone else attempt it. But Magneto stood as silent as solid steel, simply basking in the magic of his long lost daughter's company. His stoic expression softened as Wanda leaned in and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"How... How can you be here?" Magneto managed to say. He could bend Adamantium into any shape with his Mutant power, but these simple words were somehow nearly impossible to form.

"It took a bit of work," Wanda mused. "I'm not technically a Mutant like you, after all, which means Krakoa wouldn't normally let me through its gates. But a touch of chaos magic did the trick."

"What I meant to say is..."

"Oh..." Wanda's playful tone vanished faster than a stage magician's pet rabbit. "Your Wanda... She's gone, isn't she? I'm sorry... This must be difficult..."

"Quite the opposite," Magneto said, regaining his composure. "To see your face again, to hear your voice, to know that -- somewhere in this fast Multiverse a version of you has thrive -- is perhaps the least difficult thing I could ever conceive. It is all that any father ever wants."

"I wouldn't say I've been thriving, exactly," Wanda admitted. "I've been holding my own universe together by its threads for far too long. I truly believed that I was its only hope to survive."

"Like father, like daughter," chuckled Wolverine.

"But I've started to see the bigger picture," Wanda continued. "We're all fighting our own wars. The only chance we have of winning them and keeping ll of our universes intact is if we start fighting together."

"Speakin' of fightin', I'm late for a date with Natasha," Wolverine said. "We've got ourselves a tin-plated dictator that needs overthrowin'."

Magneto almost chastised Wolverine for entrenching himself in the petty squabbles between the humans of this era, but he paused for a moment and considered his daughter's words. Perhaps she was right. Perhaps his own war to preserve Mutantkind was just one battle of many, all of them equally important.

"Since Krakoa arrived in this future, my allegiance has been to Mutantkind alone," said Magneto. "I felt it best to isolate our people in order to protect them. But your words inspire me, my dear. It is clear that no Mutant is an island."

"Except Krakoa, da?" Magik chimed in playfully.

"In order to commit to such an alliance, however, it must be a mutually beneficial one," Magneto continued. "There are still Mutants out there, lost across space and time, who require out assistance in order to lead them home."

"That sounds like the perfect task for a Sorceress Supreme," Wanda said. "But I'll require your help. As fond as I am of your classic look, I think we're in need of use a helmet that's a bit more functional."

"Of course," Magneto said, raising his hand into the air. Within moments, tiny scraps of metal buried beneath the sand of Krakoa's beaches converged and reshaped themselves in a complex yet familiar device once worn by Charles Xavier himself -- Cerebro.

"If I recall, old school Cerebro was capable of tracking down Mutants anywhere in the world," said Wanda. "But a few arcane enhancements should expand the helmet's search area to include adjacent dimensions as well. Like you said, all Mutants are welcome here, regardless from where or when they hail."

"Well?" said Magik, her eyes burning with anticipation. "Try it on already, old man!"

The moment Magneto put on the helmet, he saw flashes of powerful Mutants scattered across the Multiverse. A telepathic ninja trapped in a strange world of unholy amusements. A king of the seas preparing to strike at the unsuspecting surface world. A powerful cosmic presence determined to burn the darkness out of the night sky. And thousands more, each yearning to defy fate and to find their place in an ever-shifting cavalcade of timelines and realities.

"There is much work to be done," Magneto said. "Far more than I expected. When do we begin?"

"No time better than the present..." said Magik. "Or the future, I guess. Wherever we are."

"You have given Mutants a gift this day, Wanda," Magneto said proudly. "Your efforts will not be forgotten."

"I'm going to hold you to that," Wanda replied. "And when the time comes, the army that you're about to gather may very well be the one that tips the balance in our favor."

"Then let this be a call to all Mutants across time and space," Magneto continued. "The gates of Krakoa are open to them. In the words of a dear old friend..."

"...to me, my X-Men."

[weirdbabs]

do you think serge has any idea the extent of power davey wields? like. obviously there's the joke of how worked up he's getting, just for the reveal that davey's a local business owner, and that stands on its own bc mayview is supposed to be this peaceful little town where nothing ever happens. of course davey being a local business owner rich enough to buy up an entire hill is going to be a big deal, what possible reason does he have to come to the school? but given how many different factions there are, and just how many people are in the witch/death cult/vampire alliance, there's a non zero chance that he has a family member in there and knows that davey is planning on bringing about change. and soon.

[satsuha]

u know im back on my bullshit

[afterthelambs]

PLEASE spill the Makoto cop tea. I'm always down to hear people's thoughts on that

Thanks anon! I do my best to keep this blog positive-vibes only, but since you asked I will answer. Warning: DO NOT read this post if you do not want to see any criticisms about Makoto Nijima from P5 + discussions of police. This is not hate towards the character or her fans. It's just criticism for the writing choices and their implications for her.

Makoto Nijima does NOT want to reform the police. There's a mandela effect in the fandom where everyone seems to think she does, but rewatch her rank 10. Reform isn't mentioned at all. I'm so serious. What she actually says is this:

Within her confidant, the context is the host that was preying on her friend Eiko. Wanting to stop situations like that is good and makes sense 👍 The writers framed her decision to become a cop as a response to the most clean-cut black-and-white situation ever.

But here's the thing though: what happens when the lawless and the victims are the same people? Because in the real world, crime tends to concentrate among the poor and marginalized. The real world is not black and white. And I try to separate my personal experiences with the law from the media/art I engage with, but that doesn't work here because the game at large doesn't portray society as black and white.

There are a number of people in this game that do wrong because they have been hurt or are marginalized or did not receive proper help. A lot of mementos requests are about 'lawless' people and yet many are portrayed as 'due to systemic issues' or a lack of support or developing mental illness. It's also not a coincidence that Akechi is the most marginalized of all the phantom thieves and he was the one who did the most crime. There is deliberate social commentary here. People do not become lawless out of nowhere. They are shaped by their circumstances. And the game itself sympathizes with these people, focusing on changing/ helping them. The game's conclusion is that providing support and rehabilitation is the solution. Rehabilitative justice > Punitive justice.

Police wouldn't achieve that. Police in the game are framed as corrupt and incompetent at their core. Our protagonist is one of their biggest victims to demonstrate how they are weaponized against the weak. Even Sae Nijima at the end of the story has shifted to become a defense attorney rather than attempting to reform it (best character arc btw) because she recognized that the system is broken. And you can't even blame it just on Shido controlling the police because we see that the problems persist beyond him. By the end of the story they remain useless or outright harmful. The police do not help or rehabilitate, they only punish.

So no, this isn't me projecting my personal issues with cops onto the story because within the game's own story, law enforcement is not the solution. If it were a question of reform, we could debate about whether police reform is possible, but again: Makoto doesn't care about reform. It never comes up. According to the writers, she wants to be a cop because she thinks not enough lawless people are being punished. You can argue that her wanting to 'head an organization' means she wants to be in a position of power where she can reform them, but remember that police only enforce the law. They do not make the law. If reform was her goal she would be a politician. (I honestly thought that's what she was set up to be, since she was student council president and all but I digress)

Also a small detail, but notice how she mentions destroying the lawless before she mentions helping victims? It's super minor but I think it's indicative of the cop mentality. There's greater priority on punishing than helping.

I also dislike this conclusion to her arc because it's net zero character growth. You're telling me the character that was rebelling against corrupt adults' orders is now becoming a cop, the biggest bootlicking profession of them all? She started the story being a well-intentioned pushover, and she's ending her story being a well-intentioned pushover. And it doesn't matter whether she as an individual is a good person or not. All cops comply to be active participants in a system that is designed to hurt the weak and prop up the powerful.

TLDR: You do not help victims by punishing the 'lawless'. You help victims by helping victims. Period. Makoto becoming a cop is a contradiction of this and her own character arc. Either the writers did her dirty by not thinking this through or this is meant to be who she really is, and both those possibilities upset me.

[sonknuxadow]

sorry mild hater moment incoming but . idk what it is with s/onadow fans (not all of them. just a very loud subsection) specifically and making every little thing shadow does about s/onadow even if its the biggest reach imaginable and immediately going "omg s/onadow" every time hes confirmed to be in some upcoming thing . or being so obsessed with the ship and letting it warp their perceptions of things so much to the point where they act like every little thing is a hint from sega that theyre in love for real. and they cant admit that its not canon or that just because they choose to interpret certain things romantically doesnt mean that thats actually what sega/the writers intended even if theres an obvious non so/nadow explanation for it

before people take this the wrong way i dont hate the ship i dont think that its completely baseless or that everyone who likes it is wrong and annoying or anything . but some of you look like this if im being honest

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[waterfall-ambience]

do you think captain luna should try sending damien to new zealand

[just-spacetrash]

😵

[girlcrushau]

[themyscirah]

Not Tom King diagnosing the problem with his own run in issue #2

[dashiellqvverty]

the sad thing about horror is there are some genres or just specific shows/movies that are not my thing that i would consider giving a try to like watch with a friend or like just try out something that i know a friend likes. but unfortunately horror is not just "this isnt my thing" it is that it actively makes me upset and disturbed to watch and i do not enjoy being scared and it will make me scared and anxious for days so i literally CANT watch it with ppl and that makes me feel bad :( like its not a matter of "i'll look away for the scariest stuff" its "knowing the plot of this movie makes me feel Bad"

[deathsdivinity]

something Very Funny to me about how my most recent fic on my actual ao3 account is for a long dead fandom and has been sitting at quite literally 1 hit since i published it but both things i've finished now for npmd have gotten like. parts of an actual community in my comments and i get to Talk To People About Things and look through the accounts and other fics of people who mention they write too and and and. ohhh fandom my best friend......

[gayspock]

im like fine ok i'll pull myself together enough to fuckinjg try to clean this place up so i go to take all the rubbish out . only to find some fucking SCRUFF has dumped their unopened bin bags all around MY bins. so i guess i fucking cant now because i had to fucking go and clean all that up and theres fucking GARBAGE ALLOUTSIDE MY HOUSE (AGAIN, NOT MY GARBAGE). SO INSTEAD IM FUCKING OUT THERE, ALREADY HALF FUCKING **********, HAVING MY FREAK OUT TRYING TO CLEAR UP BAGS OF ROTTED CRAPPPPPP

WHAT. EVER.

[todayisafridaynight]

grabbing the ichi plush by the neck and death gripping it like 'good things are to come its all going to be ok good things are to come' like its a lucky amulet

[cloneslugs]

prefacing w the fact that like yeah the quality is superb, some of the strongest lore/narrative stuff (specifically for monarch crew), i understand why people love them (esp s6) but like. so telling me and emil do not care for them at all . our last rewatch we wrote a review for every episode as we watched and even the like. nothing or even bad eps it was like yeah heres something to say but s6 it was immediately like. yeah i do not care enough to write anything anymore