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AH SO I AM HELLA NERVOUS RIGHT NOW! BECAUSE DAMN IT.. I HAVE NEVER WRITTEN ANYTHING FOR SOA.. OR JUICE ORTIZ. AND I AM AFRAID I AM ABOUT TO FUCK THIS UP. THIS IS GONNA BE AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE BECAUSE THE SADDEST PART OF THE SHOW WAS JUICE DYING? SO LIKE.. HE’S NOT? THERE WILL BE DRAMA IN OTHER WAYS.

If you want to be tagged, let me know. I know this isn’t wrestling but like.. I needed to be done.

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"I'm Bored!"

…and after the 50th time my little cousin said that at today’s family get-together, I went to the car and got the dice.  Three small children between the ages of 6 and 10 got to play (a very loose, impromptu, anything-goes version of) D&D for the first time ever.  I titled it, “Save the Princess.”

My niece played a wizard, while the bored cousin played a fighter, who gradually evolved into the equivalent of a rogue/eldritch knight, and the other cousin played a cleric. These are the ensuing things my young players said.

DM: You are all staying at an inn tonight.  It’s like a hotel.
Wizard: Is there a pool?!
DM: … why not.
Wizard: I’ll get my bathing suit!
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DM: The man who was reading the book in the lobby last night comes up to you guys.
NPC-Druid: I’m going to get to the dragon first, turn into a bear, and kill him! 
Fighter: There’s going to be bear traps!
DM: Roll to persuade him there’s going to be traps.
NPC rolls a 3, and the Fighter rolls a 7.
DM: The guy with the book starts crying and goes back to his room.
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DM: A pony is 20 dollars, a horse is 50 dollars, and an invisible horse is 70 dollars.
Wizard: Ooooo! Let’s buy a pony!
Cleric: YEAH!
Wizard: It’s white with polka dots, okay!
Cleric: YEAH!

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Fighter: I want to put a bottomless hole under the wolf! (rolls too low).
DM: You put a hole next to the wolf.
Cleric: I want to put the wolf to sleep. (rolls high enough).
DM: Alright, he’s asleep now.
Wizard: I’m going to push the wolf into the bottomless hole. 

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Wizard: I want to cast a spell to put bugs in his shirt… Is the dragon wearing a shirt?
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The saddest part about the campaign was that the dragon didn’t get one hit off on the players.  The wizard, however: poisoned it, burned it, summoned a rock that fell on its head, summoned a swarm of insects that got in its scales and bit it a lot, and the fighter made it incapable of breathing fire.  This is how the dice fell, and this is how the dragon died.

One of the saddest parts of FFXV is that you can already see how Noctis will be both revered and forgotten by his people. There will be books about him, statues of him, songs written about him, but they will not remember him.

They will remember the magical king who spend 10 years inside a crystal, who drew magic from the earth and sealed it in glass, who could summon weapons from thin air and wrap across the landscape in milliseconds, who gained the favor of 5 God’s and slew the sixth, who killed the Accursed, who ended the starscurge, who brought back the sun and put an end to all demons.

They will forget the boy who fed stray cats with fish he caught himself. The boy who loved chocobos and video games and sleeping late. The boy who could spend days at a fishing pond, who was passionate and sarcastic and kind. Who laughed with his friends and cried with them. The boy who was human.

i think the saddest, most traumatising part about the stampede is mufasa’s reaction to scar saying ‘long live the king’ 

not only does he realise that he’s about to be murdered—knowing mufasa that’s probably the least of his concern—but he’s just realised it’s all a trap. the fate of the kingdom now relies on a tyrant. his brother finally got what he always wanted. and worst of all? his son is still alive. he knows simba’s still alive because he got him onto the perch before he tried to get himself to safety.

mufasa knew scar was going after simba next, and he couldn’t save him.

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so that old lady who dedicates every day of her life to watching over those plum trees in kakariko village…..I destroyed all of them. With bombs. Right in front of her. I legit ruined this old woman’s life. The saddest part in all of botw

AND THEN I WENT BACK TO TALK TO HER WHILE IT WAS RAINING

I’m so scared because you never shut up about how much you love me, but my brother’s best friend couldn’t shut up either about how much he loved his girlfriend, and now 2 years later he finds himself looking at other girls in nightclubs. He’s getting tired of her eventually, and the saddest part is that she’s still into him.
For now you never let go of my hand when we’re in nightclubs, and you don’t want to dance with anyone but me, but I’m so scared that one day, 2 years from now, you’ll leave me alone on a seat, and your eyes will imperceptibly scan the crowd in search of other prettier, skinnier, funnier girls.
You will get tired of me eventually, and the saddest part is that, I’ll still be into you.
—  Let’s not end up like this

Who Killed Markiplier?

You wanna know the saddest thing?

The saddest thing isn’t that Damien became this evil creature. The saddest thing isn’t that everyone died.

The saddest thing is how The Colonel became unhinged.

He went crazy because he saw everyone he loved die. He lost his mind because he witnessed a literal massacre. He accidentally killed someone he was close to. He watched as that someone came back to life before his very eyes.

And the worst part?

He believes that happens to everyone.

That night screwed his mind up so bad that he believes that even if he kills people, they’ll just come back because of that one event.

So he changed his name. Cut and dyed his mustache. Embraced the crazy. He became crazy.

That’s the saddest part.

Wilford doesn’t know any better.

And I can’t help but love him for it. And want to protect him.

Tragedy of Ignis

I feel like I already have a post like that. Well I’ll have two then. But you know what’s really sad? Ignis is a function character. It’s not me shitting on the story, there are actual real life people who live like that, molding all their lives around someone else. Typical thing for mothers, maybe that’s one of the reasons why fandom thinks about him as a mom-friend despite the fact that he is adventurous pun master dork. But really all his life since the early childhood was dedicated sorely to Noctis. There are Gladio and Luna who are quite literally live for Noctis to fulfill his role but still, Luna has her oracle shebang, Gladio expresses characteristics that has nothing to do to Noctis: he loves his sister, likes reading, hiking, getting stronger, even those cup noodles. 

Every habit or quality Ignis exhibits is there for Noctis. He may enjoy cooking but he got into it to lift the prince’s spirits after the Tenebrae attack. His knowledge, his manners, his skills at fight all were developed to guide a young king to his fullest potential. And not once he shows even a trace of resentment toward Noct, even having every right, even after this quest leaves him fucking blind. The depth of his devotion and selflessness is truly mind-boggling. 

And the saddest part? It’s all for nothing. He dedicated every second of his life to make Noctis a perfect ruler he never meant to be. 

King Regis never pressed his son to be a great leader because he won’t be, it was good enough if he lived happily for those short years he had. But Ignis didn’t get the memo so he kept on trying.  

I mean even the fact that each bro gets an episode to dive into their character, lives and motivations exclude Ignis. Because “his” episode is still emotionally Noct’s story of coming to terms with his father’s mortality and his own role as an heir.