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you know usually I think people are exaggerating when they say "you couldn't waterboard this out of me" but um Yeah this? you couldn't waterboard this out of me
Reports of my demise have been greatly overexaggerated.
Also I can’t believe I log in here after years and I’ve got dozens of messages about the damn telephone pole. What a strange small world we have.
Also my god, my old likes are so cis. What was happening in my little brain back then.
SHIVERS [Legendary: Success] — Before you stands an inflatable pool filled with plastic balls. Despite being referred to as a "pit", it's quite shallow. Currently inhabited by a handful of young denizens, members of a social network, faces painted to look like characters from a story about teenagers who bring about the end of the old world and start anew.
YOU — What else do I see?
SHIVERS — It's flanked by an inflatable castle. The fans used to keep these structures erect fill the conference hall with an ominous drone, washing out the conversations around you. You can make out an utterance about shipping, but it's evident none of these people are involved in freight. Occasionally, a shoe squeaking on the concrete floor pierces the drone. You feel insignificant, and out of place here.
YOU — Embrace the cold.
SHIVERS — Further outward, you can sense rooms partitioned for speaker panels and lectures. Rows of empty chairs facing a podium, soon to be the stage for a one act tragedy. The anticipation of throngs of guests has uncoiled into an underwhelming sadness. The heroes and storytellers the people have been promised will not be making an appearance.
SHIVERS — At the hotel desk, a small calamity is brewing into a storm. A debt must be paid, and quickly, before the people taking part in this little experiment are expelled into the rain.
YOU — Where am I?
SHIVERS — Even further out, you see the building you are within. A cement and steel structure surrounded by acres of wet asphalt, just off the I 90. You are in Schaumberg. You are at Dashcon. You have one more hour in the pit.
Reports of my demise have been greatly overexaggerated.
Also I can’t believe I log in here after years and I’ve got dozens of messages about the damn telephone pole. What a strange small world we have.
In case anyone was wondering how #dnd in #foxmarch was going, the answer is "ominously." #5e #feardeathbywater https://www.instagram.com/p/BqP9Ln0ll8T/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1r9vbodh5qs1g
"It's too late...you have awakened the gazebo." #foxmarch #dnd #5e #whoops https://www.instagram.com/p/Bnb5okch3qG/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1az1juvafz5pj
Third campaign session tonight! And somehow I actually got all of my prep work done on time. Also, yes, our gaming table is Jo's hundred year old steamer trunk, because of course it is. #foxmarch #dnd #5e https://www.instagram.com/p/BnZKy6HBdQp/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=cwahws58ua04
As ever, the most photogenic part of the house. (Sorry for long absences and radio silence. Took a bit of time to mentally get past the layoff, then rolled straight into starting school again. Should be around a bit more frequently though.) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnFG3eDBPcX/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=9rgmvm9nvlxa
Well, it's been three months of nonstop writing, research, and design, but...I think its ready. Time to get on the train. #dnd #5e #foxmarch
Finally got my hair taken care of. Izzi at @bangbanghairsalon did a great job and had tips on new places to go antique hunting, too
Theres...there's just so much going on here. Why is there a diagonal grid? Why is it broken at one point? Why do I love it?
I'm sort of surprised no one has turned "OG, SON OF FIRE" into a concept album
LOOK I know there are only like five people who will see this who care about the historical contributions of John Baskerville (think type not hound) but for those who do care this is th cooleft thing ever.
Uh, hello, large pile of new followers! And also the rest of you shmucks. I’ll get to answering everyone’s messages and mentions...sooner than usual. Not this second, but soon. I apologize for the delays, as anyone will tell you, I am really horrifyingly bad at remembering to respond to things.
“So, where have you been during a few days of radio silence?”
Well, I picked up the requisite DnD 5e books with some early birthday cash, and so after a few years away I’ve been writing a new campaign. For most people, I know, this would involve creating NPCs, buildinging out encounters, writing outlines...
For me this involves a week of intensely focused research on the history of Scottish architecture, focusing on roofing materials and public works.
dude i live close by that spot down the road pass the UDF and by hunt park
Man, the internet really IS a small town! Sycamore ‘07, reporting in.
Anonymous asked:
Holy fuck, man -- that was more than I ever expected! I was about to say you remind me of Harold Hill before you mentioned The Music Man yourself. :) You've earned yourself a follower. Also, a question -- is there more than one ball in the thimble rig set? As in, one to be put in your pocket and one to be kept underneath a cup?
Aw crap I thought I had answered this eons ago! I apologize. I appreciate the compliment of course, and yep, there are actually three balls in the version I was doing. The full run of that routine has four, or six, depending on whose iteration you’re performing.
Anonymous asked:
If you had a car accident there are you okay??? You didn't get badly injured right???
Ha, I mean, it was not the worst of my accidents, but it did hurt like...well, it hurt like a case of whiplash. But again, it was 10 years ago, so in the long run it was the least damaging of the three.
(For the record, of my 3 car accidents, one was with a deer, one I was t-boned and declared not at fault, and the third I was a passenger, so, uh, its not nearly as bad as it sounds. The third one was the one that permanently wrecked my knee.)