even though it's one of my best pieces

fandoms doing their thing
  • naruto fandom: yelling about which female character is the worstest
  • bleach fandom: angrily hissing at themselves and each other and being super salty over really little things
  • one piece fandom: sobbing into a pillow about whatever the hell's going on with sanji
  • fairy tail fandom: alternating between which ship they feel like fighting about and getting angry at cleavage
  • attack on titan fandom: explodes once a month in a burst of glory before immediately forgetting it ever existed
  • steven universe fandom: everything is problematic except what i like
  • jojo's bizarre adventure fandom: spent the last 29 years trying to figure out the plot; still hasn't gotten anywhere
  • yuri!!! on ice fandom: so gay very homosexual much wow
  • gravity falls fandom: slowly sinking into an existential crisis (possibly five existential crises)
  • my hero academia fandom: anxiously quadruple-checking saisai-chan's blog to see if there's anything new
  • yu-gi-oh! fandom: probably still confused about pot of greed??? idk lots of memes about hair
  • puella magi madoka magica fandom: crying about gays
  • ouran high chool host club fandom: pressed up against the window like creepers but no one notices
  • fullmetal alchemist fandom: but is it legal in japan????? no??? how about germany????? how about germany in 1912?????
  • pokémon fandom: still trying to catch 'em all
  • danganronpa fandom: all your faves are dead
  • game of thrones fandom: all your faves are dead or suffering
  • lord of the rings fandom: may or may not have ceased to exist altogether
  • doctor who fandom: hiding from the supernatural and sherlock fandoms
  • supernatural fandom: hiding from the sherlock and doctor who fandoms
  • sherlock fandom: hiding from the doctor who and supernatural fandoms
  • superwholock fandoms: sitting in a dark room, rubbing their hands together, and giggling maniacally
  • harry potter fandom: desperately awaiting the sweet release of death (or the next fantastic beasts movie)
  • hayao miyazaki fandom: anime was a mistake
  • voltron fandom: obsessing over keith, lance, klance, pidge's gender identity, shiro's ptsd, and allura's allura
  • rwby fandom: watching the bumbleby and black sun fans viciously circling each other like angry coyotes
  • dragon ball fandom: very tired at this point
  • abridged fandom: y u no update
  • star vs. the forces of evil fandom: the most passive aggressive ship warring i've ever seen tbh
  • avatar fandom: still bitching about zutara and makkora i guess idk
  • buffy the vampire slayer fandom: peering out from behind trees, probably waiting for the sun to sink
  • avengers fandom: either bickering about tony stark, screaming at sharon carter's existence, or dead inside
  • durarara!! fandom: fuck fascinating characters, development, and story; i want unhealthy gays
  • baccano! fandom: softly sobbing in the distance
  • warrior cats fandom: trying to pretend they never existed to begin with
  • rick riordan fandom: has either read every single thing he's ever written or gave up years ago
  • rave master fandom: sniggering as the fairy tail fandom loses its shit again
  • twilight fandom: rewriting the series so it doesn't suck as much and/or making cactus jokes
  • over the garden wall fandom: listening to "into the unknown" and sobbing
  • discworld fandom: secure in their superior sense of humor but sad because a great man has left us
  • a series of unfortunate events fandom: aggressively glowering at anything related to the movie
  • seven deadly sins fandom: confused af right now
  • vamp! fandom: has the best vampires ever created and fucking knows it
  • seraph of the end fandom: thinks they have the best vampires ever created (and are incorrect bc vamp! exists)
  • his dark materials fandom: making dæmons for themselves, their ocs, and literally anybody
  • star trek fandom: speaking in kling-on or whatever
  • star wars fandom: kylo ren discourse
  • miraculous ladybug fandom: arguing over which of four ships is the best even though they're all the same two people
  • thomas sanders fandom: deeply in love with thomas sanders bc it's really hard not to be
  • fanfic writer: *writing* Oh wow, they are going to love this. This is by far my best work!
  • fic: *witty lines* *perfect love making* *fluffy enough to kill us all* *a dash of angst, a smidgen of hurt/comfort*
  • fanfic writer: Oh man. This is it. This will be my legacy! *sweats into fic* *bleeds into fic* *cries into fic* *spends days perfecting the grammar and verbage and sex scenes* *has 15 betas look over it*
  • fanfic writer: Okay. It is finally time to release my baby on the world. Here you go fandom. You're welcome.
  • fandom: Ha, cute. *like* *kudos*
  • fanfic writer: :/
  • * * *
  • same fanfic writer: *writing* Whatever. This is shit, I don't even care right now. A singing squirrel? Sure, let's do it. Haha, cheesy lines that make no sense, sure. Grammatical errors out the wazoo? Why not. No one's going to read this piece of crap anyway, I literally wrote it on a scrap of 1 ply toilet paper with a broken yellow crayon.
  • fanfic writer: LOL *post*
  • fanfic writer: *sigh*

this was totally a practice piece to experiment with digital speedpaints. I have now changed the obs recording settings to save to mp4, unfortunately only after i made a large recording that saved in flv and is too big to convert for free ( i aint payin no 16 dallas). So unfortunetly, even though i recorded the whole process, i only managed to provide this snipit of the progress for this tester

(total practice piece, not my best >_>;;)

A word about Kevin Kiner

Fuckin genius.  Okay that’s two words but anyway the Kevin Kiner Rave That Nobody Asked For:

This is the guy who wrote the Clone wars and rebels tv show music and I have been listening to Rebels season two nonstop and let me tell you there are some good ass easter eggs in there


2. Best Pilot in the galaxy: HAN SOLO/MILLENNIUM FALCON FLYING SEQUENCE MUSIC EVEN THOUGH HE’S NOT EVEN IN THE SERIES I suspect this is a scene with Lando or Wedge either way its a space ship scene and i loved the use of the theme

3.  Journey into the star cluster: so this one didn’t have any references as far as I know but holy HELL it’s probably my favorite piece in the whole album it sounds like a possible sextet of orchestra instruments


5. Zeb Rock: just…what?


7. Twin Moons: this piece is just really pretty


9. A master and an apprentice: THERE’S THE IMPERIAL MARCH AGAIN GOD BLESS

10. Anakin and Ashoka: Just. fuck. This killed me. its so CREEPY LIKE AH THIS SCENE WITH THIS MUSIC SHOT ME IN THE HEART

11.  Can’t protect Ezra forever: so first of all who gave you the right to name a piece this and second of all at the very end are two notes repeated and it sounds like Rey’s theme and I’m very curious what the tie there is what are you hiding Kiner

12. Kanan and Hera: just bless this for existing

that’s all I’ve got for now I just have a lot of respect for composers who have to take music already made and make it their own while still paying homage to some beautiful pieces like he uses the brass just like Williams would and AH I LOVE IT now i have to do English home work fuck

A Spider and A Spark - Part 3


Hey guys! I know this series isn’t really doing the best, or getting a really big reaction or anything but I really enjoy writing it and thought of the concept I guess more for my own personal enjoyment! So even though no one is really asking for it or anything I just still want to write more for it and keep the story going. Thanks for putting up with me posting this story and for those of you who do enjoy it Thank you!

This bit is a little angsty I guess. But it will get more action-y soon! Also your feedback is always greatly appreciated! 

Part one   Part two  Part four

Originally posted by protagonistfinn

“What do you mean you aren’t going to DC to help with this?” Peter stared at Y/N waiting for an answer. She stood in front of his window in his room her lips pressed in a sad line as she could see Peters heart breaking ever so slightly. “You know how big this could be? We have been tracking them and will be able to find their main base!” Y/N felt tears forming in her eyes, it wasn’t easy to tell this kid no. 

“I’m so sorry Peter…” She started, her heart beating quickly as she cursed her title as an official Avenger. “I have a really big mission this weekend that I can’t miss. Trust me there is nothing I would rather be doing than spending time with you this weekend and helping you with this… its just I have to focus on the actually important stuff now. Its my job.” Y/N regretted the words as soon as she said them,  her face scrunching together as she mentally face palmed herself. Peter stepped back from her, his face falling. “Peter I-”

“I think you should leave.” Peter spoke suddenly, not allowing Y/N to finish. Her mouth hung open for a moment her words being ripped from her throat as she stared at his broken soul. “I wouldn’t want to waste your time with something so trivial.” He turned away from her, swallowing back the lump forming in his throat. Y/N stared at his back as he leaned against the desk where the alien weapon sat. She wanted to say something, anything but her mouth forgot how to speak. She sat herself on the window ledge ready to make her escape when Peter turned back towards her, his eyes red and glistening in the dimly lit room. “This is important to me… I thought you of all people would see that but I guess you are just like the others.” Y/N looked down, ashamed before making her final decent out of his room, the sound of his window slamming shut behind her breaking her heart even more.

“Get your head out of your ass Y/N” Tony yelled in Y/N’s ear piece as she stumbled over yet again setting a random thing on fire giving away her position. She fought off those who came after her, doing a crummy job, getting multiple deep cuts from their knives and taking a lot of hits. Tony finally came over to where she was helping fight off the final small group. Y/N stood up fully and stared at the battle ground that was burnt and smokey form all of her mess ups causing it all to burn. She felt tears burning her eyes once again as her mind and heart raced. This was her fault, she was thinking about a stupid boy and couldn’t focus on something that could have put the rest of the world in serious danger. “WHAT IN THE ACTUAL HELL WAS THAT?!” Tony yelled as he stormed over to Y/N, shoving her. She stumbled on her feet again. Typically she would push Tony back and send him flying on his ass but not this time, she couldn’t get herself to react. Tony took a step back taking note of this as a sigh escaped his lips. He grabbed on to Y/N’s waist and held her closely before taking off into the air, taking the two back to the Avenger tower. It was a good distance away from where they were, the two staying silent the whole time. 

They landed on the landing pad, tony releasing Y/N from his hold. She began to stalk off towards the tower before Tony said her name. She stopped walking, not turning to look at him. “Whatever is going on, figure it out. We can’t afford to have something like today happen again and I know that you know that. Just.. don’t get caught up in your head.” Y/N knew Tony meant best by his words. He was the closest thing to a family that Y/N had. 

“Thank you.” She responded quietly before disappearing into the tower moving around different boxes all stacked in the hallway and into the living room where the rest of the Avengers were sat around watching the news.

“Local hero Spider-Man, well known from youtube saved a group of Midtown High students who were visiting DC touring the Washington Monument when there was an explosion inside causing the elevator to fail. If it weren’t for this masked hero this would have been a much different report. Thank you Spiderman!” The news anchor reported, Y/N and Tony both stopping in their tracks to stare at the screen.

The next morning everyone at the school was talking about the amazing Spiderman, all the girls in complete awe over him and all the boys wishing they were him. Peter loved hearing all of their whispers, a grin constantly plastered on his face as he walked around the halls with his chest held higher. That was until he spotted Y/N at her locker, her face and demeanor the exact opposite of his own. The longer he stared the more he noticed all of her bruises, burns and scars. Y/N never took hits during battle, it was what she was famous for. She could feel eyes staring at her and glanced in the direction of Peter, her heart sinking at the sight of him. She looked away quickly as she noticed Ned nearing him. 

 "How’s it feel to have everyone in love with you but have your identity still a secret?“ Ned asked pulling Peter from his stare. He glanced back to where she had been only to find an empty space. He shook his head lightly, his wide grin returning. 

“Its awesome!” They entered their chemistry class and Peter immediately noticed Y/N sitting in her seat behind his, her focus on the board in the front of the room. His eyes were drawn to her black eye, that no amount of makeup could cover. “Hey Ned… I’m gonna sit next to Y/N today.” Ned glanced at the girl noticing her bruises and nodded in understanding. Peter placed his bag on the table causing Y/N to jump out of her daze. Peter kept his stare on her while she glanced everywhere but where he was. 

“You wanna tell me what happened?” He asked in a hushed whisper while the lecture began. 

“You did amazing in DC… I told you you didn’t need Me.” She ignored his question, trying to change the subject quickly. Peters hand rested onto of hers, his thumb gently rubbing her soft skin. 

“Y/N, you know damn well thats not what I meant.” His voice was pleading as his stare landed on her black eye. “You never get hurt…” His hand lifted and his fingers lightly grazed the bruised skin, Y/N flinched away. “ I’ve never had to worry about you getting hurt and then you show up like this… Y/N what if I had lost you and the last thing that I had said to you was like the worst thing I could say?” Y/N finally met his gaze, her own heart breaking at the sight of his eyes shining with tears. Her mind flashed back to their fight, she had been stupid that night and said everything that she never meant. 

“Peter…” She searched her mind for the right words to say what she wanted to say but came up short. Her breathing caught in her throat and she found herself letting out a silent sob, burying her head in her arms on her desk. the class had already begun but Y/N reached down grabbing her bag and standing up, quickly walking out of the classroom, everyone staring at her as she did so. Ned turned back to look at Peter who was already standing and following after her.

Y/N was already walking down the street, walking quickly as she tucked her hair behind her ear and wiped away her tears a slight sizzling sound coming when the water made contact with her fingers. She had never been so emotional before, well not since the day she was found by Tony. When she is too emotional she loses all control that she has over herself. Which lately has been next to nothing. She couldn’t let herself get back to that point, especially now that she was so much stronger than she had been then. “Get out of your head Y/N.” She whispered to herself in frustration. The words of Tony echoing in her mind. 

Peter spotted Y/N moving quickly down the street under the shadows of the trees. He picked up his pace closing the distance between the two and slinging a web to Y/N’s hand to try and stop her. Of course her hands were already practically on fire and burned the webbing away almost instantly. She turned around to see him, her jaw and fists clenching tightly, worried of what could happen next. She stayed put while Peter continued to walk quickly, making the distance between the two non existent. As soon as he reached her he instantly wrapped his arms around her embracing her in a tight hug. It took a moment before she finally relaxed in his embrace and slid her hands up and around his neck, resting her head against his shoulder

“Y/N… I-I can’t lose you.” He stumbled over his words, not exactly finding the right things he wanted to say. She took in a shaky breath, hugging him tighter to her before letting him go. “Please tell me what happened.”

“I lost focus. I nearly threw away the whole mission because I couldn’t get out of my head for 30 god damn minutes. I-I I couldn’t stop thinking about what I had said, I abandoned you.  What if you had gotten hurt? It would have been all my fault because I wasn’t there like I had promised. God I’m such a fucking idiot.” Y/N pulled at her hair underneath her hood. Peter stared at her as she paced back and forth. With a small sigh he stepped towards her and grabbed her hands to take them away from hurting herself. He held them in his own as though they were the most fragile things to exist. He smiled down at them, they seemed so normal on the outside yet there was so much power beneath the surface.

“Y/N you are not an idiot. You just made a mistake, everyone makes mistakes. Its the only thing that keeps people like us feeling more human.” Peter smiled as he delicately played with her hands, slipping his own fingers between hers. She smiled lightly as she stared at their intertwined hands, her heart beat fluttering. A slight burn creeped up the back of her neck to her cheeks. This was a burn Y/N wasn’t used to. she quickly cleared her throat and shook her thoughts from her head before smiling up at Peter. 

“Alright Spidey. Whats next?” Peter perked up, a grin growing on his lips. 

“Well, I figure the bird dude is involved with these weapons going around so if we catch him we end all of it!” Y/N nodded, trying to think of a plan. 

“That night of the party, when you were chasing those guys from under the bridge… I bet if you can find of them you can interrogate them and get where the next deal will be out of them!” Y/N was excited now, if they could really catch this dude then Peter would have a whole new world of respect. He might even make the Avengers! She couldn’t let him down with this, she would help him catch this guy even if it killed her. 

“I dont really remember much from that night besides like half of the license plate. That would have worked perfect but I’m afraid its a dead end street.” Peter sighed, his hand running through his hair as he sat down on the nearby bench. Y/N turned to look at him, frowning lightly.

“Weeeeell, since I know for a fact you hacked your suit to get rid of the training wheels protocol, just have your S.I. go to the video logs from that day.” 

“S.I?” Peter raised his brows, looking at Y/N with the upmost confusion.

“Suit Intelligence. I named mine Finn, felt bad calling him suit dude.” Y/N sat down next to Peter, looking over to him.

“Oh you mean Karen? She has video logs?” He asked, clearly he didn’t know half of what he thought he did about his suit. 

“Every time the mask is on, the video is on. Tony calls it the Baby Monitor protocol. Turns out to be super helpful in times like these.” Peter rolled his eyes at the name, of course it would be something in regards to babies. Y/N chuckled lightly watching Peters reaction. “Okay… So how about you go home and figure out who some of the people were. Tell me as soon as you figure out where and when the deal is happening and we can go from there.” Peter nodded eagerly, standing from his spot. He was about to run off, his mind on a high from the thought of finally catching this guy, but he quickly stopped in his tracks and turned back to face Y/N.

“I don’t know how to interrogate someone. Im not really scary, ya know? Friendly neighborhood Spider Man and all?” Peter was nervous. Everything was potentially riding on finding out where the deal would be. Peter was never confrontational, he never stood up to flash or anything.

“Peter, don’t think like that” Y/N walked over to him and grabbed his hands in hers, giving them a slight squeeze as she looked up into his worried eyes. “I mean you’re the Spider Man.” She pushed herself up onto her tippy toes and placed a kiss on his cheek with a smile. “You got this.” Peter stood frozen in his spot as he watched her back away with a smile and walk off. He couldn’t move, he never expected Y/N to come into his life but god was he so happy that she did. He couldn’t mess this up, he had to do it right for her.

Just a Kid P.2

It’s been a few months since I last talked to Luke, the boys or his family. I see him wherever I go. Even as simple as going to grab the mail or opening a door. Leaving the house was more difficult, especially when you’re starting to show. I wanted to make the most of my time outside before I turned into a watermelon.

“Hey! You alright?” my friend asks as she puts a hand on my shoulder.

I jump at her touch, “Sorry what?”.

Maybe it was the baby brain or I was reminiscing about the past. Before life got complicated.

“You’ve been staring across the street for a good couple of minutes. What is going on with you?” (Y/B/F) says.

I look to my best friend who had a worried expression on her face. I loved that she was here for me, yes I wanted Luke here to help me with the baby. I didn’t expect him to stay, everything was tossed into the air at that point. You stay or you go. Him leaving though was a lot harder than I thought.

“Luke got his lip pierced there” I nod in the direction of the building.

I turned my head to the very edge of the block and point (Y/B/F) in the opposite direction, “There was our first date and our first kiss”.

I chuckled softly at those memories. We were both new when it came to dating so we didn’t have a clue on how we were supposed to act. The kiss wasn’t exactly how we both imagined it would be, but he made it up at the second date.

“You know I actually liked him,” (Y/B/F) blurts out, causing me to look at her.

“He always did treat you right. But him bailing on you right now changed my mind. (Y/n) I know you still love him but -” she stopped her sentence.

The store started to get louder which gave better chance of people noticing me, noticing that I wasn’t just a party of one. I vowed that I wouldn’t jeopardise Luke’s career. He and the boys have enough people on their back as it is, it wouldn’t be right.

“I think it’s time we get you home” my friend says, pulling me close to her. I give her a nod as we exit the small store and walk down the block to her car.

I wasted no time jumping in the passenger seat as she joined me in the drivers. It wasn’t a far drive to my house but it’d be awhile.

As the car jerked forward I pulled myself into a ball, letting the tears flow. I’d held these in too long, even when my eyes are closed I still seen the past and a perfect, dreamy future. It wasn’t real, it wouldn’t be real.

“(Y/n), hey calm down” my friend pleaded.

I shook my head, “No I can’t, I just can’t. (Y/B/F) I need him so much. I am trying, I really am but I love him and need his support. I can’t look anywhere that he isn’t there. I’m a mess, such a mess”.

“I’m here, I know that isn’t exactly what you want. But I promise as your best friend I will never ever leave your side”.

I sat up and looked up at her. I was grateful for her, she has been amazing through all the mood swings, the sickness, the cravings, every little thing. (Y/B/F) was trying her best to take over things I wish Luke could have done.

“Alright, I’m taking you one last place” she sighed throwing her car back into drive.

“I really want to go home (Y/B/F)” I glanced a pleading look at her. She remained silent, proving she was determined.

I sighed and turned my attention to the window. The sun was setting, its colors seemed so calming. It seemed like the only piece of calmness I’ve had in awhile. Even though if it brought back unwanted memories I still enjoyed it, for the most part. I’d started to fight between staying awake, soaking up the beautiful sunset or getting little to no sleep.

I had a bun in the oven, that loved to move around when ever their moms eyes shut. I loved my little angel, I would never blame them for Luke and I splitting up. This baby was my decision to keep. I love Luke, he helped me create this small human, another for me to fall in love with.

I am a mom-to-be and when I finally bring my child into this world I will prove I am be a good mother. Not just to everyone doubting me on this journey, but to me, even Luke. I don’t want to woo him back to me. I just want him to realize that I can do things just as much as he can.

“And we are here” (Y/B/F) says nearly making me burst out of my skin.

“Why are we here?”.

“She at least deserve to know,”.

I look to the house that held more memories than my own. My heart pained, as I gawked at it.

“What if she calls Luke?” I ask.

She moves her arms around, “Then she calls Luke, just get up there”.

I huffed, “Oh and say what? Hey haven’t seen you since your son left me with your grandkid? Who knows what will happen”. She quickly shrugged.

It was obvious we wouldn’t be leaving until I talked to them.

There was a knock at (Y/B/F)’s window. She gulped down air as the window unrolled to reveal, one of his brothers.


“(Y/n)? What brings you here?” Jack asked with a small smile on his face.

“I just wanted to talk to your mom, is she home?” I fiddled with my fingers.

He hummed out a confirmation that his mother was indeed inside that house. I took a deep breath in as I looked at my (Y/B/F).

“Are you coming with?” I asked sheepishly.

“Yeah, I’m coming” she said with a warm smile.

As we exited the car Jack was quick to join the tention. I hoped this would be quick but with this big of a surprise who knows.

“Mom, you’ve got visitors” Jack calls out as opened the door for us.

After giving a quick thank you to Jack. I stepped in, getting a wave of memories. I wished I wasn’t here but (Y/B/F) is right. I had to be here.

“(Y/N), what a surprise! What brings you here?” Liz says, ushering me into the house.

Everything about this visit felt wrong. We shouldn’t have stopped here, this, all this was a mistake. I felt sick my mind fogged together, who knew if it was the baby or the jitters.

“What’s wrong honey? You look like you’re going to be sick?” Liz asked.

“You might want to sit down for this” I warned as I helped her to the couch.

Hey guys here is (finally) part 2 of Just A Kid. Sorry for it being up late!

For those of you who haven’t read the first part click here

If you like this click here to see my other writings.

badlydrawn-stray-cat  asked:

((Mort have you played the crossover of AA and Professor Layton??))

OH YOU KNOW IT and I adore it. It’s….it’s so good….it’s one of my favorite AA games even though its not a pure AA game and I need to pick up the other PL games past Curious Village now that I have remembered. The music is some of the best I’ve heard in any game and I remember some pieces, combined with the plot points, blew me away to such a level that I just sat there and let it linger on the screen for a couple of minutes while I took it in.

Oh man …Goodbye Morioh and Good Bye Diamond is unforgettable, Part 4 is my Favorite Part with my Favorite Jojo and I waited so long for it too come and now it’s over and I’m genuinely sad to see it go hopefully part 5 is confirmed soon. God I love Morioh and all its weirdness and even though he was a piece of shit Kira is one of my all time favorite villains and HOLY SHIIIIIIIT I FORGOT HOW HARD HE …BITES THE DUST ;))) RIP TO OUR FAVORITE KINK SHAMED SERIAL KILLER


What you’re about to read was first posted by me as a comment to the video (linked above) by the folks over at Extra Credits called Non-Combat Gaming.

It’s a fantastic video exploring combat (and options for noncombat) in games, but it also sparked a conversation about non-combat experiences in D&D. It grew to be a discussion of noncombat in tabletop games in general and I knew the moment I began posting my comment that it would be something I wanted to bring here. Not just to share with you fine folks on tumblr who seem to love tabletop games as much as I do, but also to see what your thoughts were on the subject.

So here it is, direct copy/pasted (so please forgive any errors, I didn’t want to edit here and leave it raw there) including the ending which actually alludes to my posting it here on tumblr.


No worries, I know how messages can become “lost in translation” online. I think this is topic is rich for thorough discussion as there are a hundred ways I agree with you and just as many ways that I don’t. We’ve already got a discussion started that I find immensely interesting, and please don’t read anything I write as argumentative, but more so my attempt to share my own experiences in hopes that you (and others) will do the same.
I think a well-designed tabletop RPG is an incredible thing. And I think the best way to truly appreciate what it is capable of offering players is to actually break down its title. Tabletop + RP + Game.
I could write a LOT about each of those, but I don’t want to force anyone to read a novel (though I sense this will be a long post, sorry browsers) so I’ll try my best to be succinct.

First, Tabletop: this is one of the central pieces of this discussion as Tabletop has always been able to do what many other forms of entertainment cannot. The players become artists, authors, creative directors capable of shaping, reshaping, and personally defining the experience in ways that books, movies, even other forms of games (like Video Games) simply can’t yet match. It is a medium through which the player becomes creator, capable of defining the purpose for play, its goal, its measure against which to judge its success. If you want the game to be about killing monsters, then that is what it can become. If you want the game to be about negotiation, or just generally about building, maintaining (and possibly demolishing) social relationships, then a well designed tabletop game will be malleable, welcoming players to shape it to their purposes without the boundaries and limitations of other entertainment.

Second RP: The player is able to play an imagined role, to give life to an entity (in/and) a fictional social space, to fill that character with personality, emotions, motivations, goals, desires and fears, and to imagine how the things they want can be blocked by obstacles, and even maintaining their ideal self-image can be challenged. I feel this could go on forever (I love RP), so let me just say that a player’s character could see a goal as freeing the land from a ravenous band of orcs that (they decide) must be killed and so the challenge becomes trying to kill them and the measure of success is whether they were killed. Another player’s character could see as a goal freeing another character from depression over a child that was lost in a war and so the challenge becomes trying to end the other character’s depression and the measure of success is whether the depression is ended. There is, however, one central piece missing and that is HOW do we determine whether success (or failure) has occurred? That’s where the final, third piece comes in…

Game: I’m sure there are many definitions of “game”, and so this point can be contested, re-envisioned, molded, and all that but for my part I propose a simple element of a broader definition which is this: a game provides the mechanics, the means to determine whether a success or failure has occurred, and in the best cases the degree to which that was achieved. A good game has a way of offering you the mechanism by which you can determine if a goal was met, a challenge overcome, an action occurred and what the reaction/outcome might be.

Alright, so a lot of words on a topic that requires a lot more, but I hope I’ve said enough to draw you into my mindset so we’re on the same page when we evaluate what a Tabletop RP Game is able to achieve. And in that vein, we can explore what I said earlier about D&D being “a robust gaming system that is well-equipped to handle combat excellently, should that be your gig, but its systems are certainly capable of handling noncombat games for noncombat-oriented players.”

As a tabletop it is able to offer a malleable medium, welcoming players to shape it to their purposes without the boundaries and limitations of other entertainment. An example of how I know this is via my freedom in roleplay. I can create a character that wants to kill orcs, and I can create a character that entertains a crowd with a song and dance and makes friends by buying a drink,and so on and so on with nearly limitless possibilities (made even more open when you realize how many tools are given to a DM to create anything they want that doesn’t already exist in the published work). I think making a claim that D&D is neither tabletop nor a role-playing experience would be difficult. I am open to and stand to be proven wrong via a different perspective, and I welcome that insight into your thoughts.

So I choose instead to mention the third aspect towards which it is often evaluated: it’s value as a game. Does D&D offer mechanics by which to measure (degrees of) success?
And herein I think is where a lot of players begin to see D&D as a combat-oriented game. Why? Because if one were to go through every published source book for D&D I would wager at least 80% of the content is devoted to rules covering the various ways to engage in combat. Flip to any random page and chances are you will find some rule that applies directly to dealing damage, movement on a battle grid, protecting yourself or others, determine how much damage is dealt, or whether or not one character is able to take a certain action in a physical (often hostile) space.
When you try to find content exclusively useful to non-combat scenarios it gets a little trickier. In fact, most of the skills and mechanics that work for noncombat scenarios (perform, knowledge, diplomacy, etc) have somewhere been used in some way that contributes to combat. This is true and it would be difficult to argue that fact. The game, over several editions, has gotten quite good at offering some mechanic to determine success in every possible scenario.

But this doesn’t mean that D&D is only fun if combat occurs (either immediately or eventually). What this means is that, when combat occurs, there are a ton of options to handle it, and expertly so. Likely more than any other Tabletop RPG.
Whether or not combat is necessary is entirely dependent on the players. For example:
- The challenge to overcome is dealt with via combat because the DM selected combat.
- The DM (usually) selected combat because that is how they, or their players, are entertained.
- The players want combat because that’s what they enjoy, it’s what they’ve come to expect, or it’s the only way they know.

That final point is why I’m writing any of this. I am saying there is MORE to D&D. There are a MANY ways to create encounters, characters, stories, goals, challenges (etc) without ever resorting to physical combat (with intent to cause physical ham). And when one is open to that the begin to realize how the three, Tabletop + RP + Game can work together marvelously.
Because (Tabletop) there is no right and wrong way to play + (RP) the players get to decide their goals, challenges, motivations + (Game) the wide range of mechanics cover combat expertly well but also work just as well for noncombat scenarios. The game provides explicit rules to do that, but just like its mechanics for combat the writers (designers, etc) were smart enough to always include gentle nudges for DMs who want to use mechanics in different ways to cover an even wider range of scenarios. There are many resources, both published and shared by the community, that show examples of how this has been done successfully. To begin exploring noncombat as extensively as most have for combat, remember that ideas of how to do that were among the topics covered in the Extra Credits video “Non-Combat Gaming”.

And… wow. This got much crazier than I hoped. I hope that’s a meaningful contribution to the discussion and not just a lot of words.

But this discussion really interests me. I think I’ll be taking it to my Tabletop RPG blog to see what others think. Thanks for the opportunity to share my thoughts. :) 


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