Context: Our DM decided to mod an adult white dragon for us to fight. Our party is level 4. We had an NPC wizard with us who was pretty useless (Nicknamed ‘dumb child #2’ because I had to lead him around by his hand and because our fighter is ‘dumb child #1’ and you’ll see why)After entering it’s lair and meeting it we were sure we’d die so, being a bard and having a crazy high charisma, I sweet talked the dragon and we all left. But just before we did…
Fighter: I want to stealth around the dragon and see if there’s anything good.
Me, the bard with common sense: *Hissing* NO YOU DON’T!
DM: The door is now shut and your fighter is locked in the room with the dragon.
Fighter: Can I roll to stealth out of the room?
DM: I mean…the dragon is looking at the door so…
Me: If that’s the case, knowing how dumb he is and knowing he’s still in there potentially being BBQed, I’m going to open it slightly and inspire him with a song to help him escape.
DM: Okay, what song did you want to sing?
Me: F is for friends who do stuff together, U is for you fucked up, N is for no one will recognize your cooooorpse when the dragon burns your ass up!
Table: *Loses it*
Fighter: *Rolls* Okay, did I make it?
DM: Despite the rousing song, the dragon is still staring at the door. So no.
Long story short, we killed the dragon with me providing support and healing and our paladin basically demolishing the dragon with the help of our fighter, ranger and Druid. It. Was. Epic.
At the next game, I’m going to stipulate that the fighter must hold my hand whenever we go into dangerous situations from now on.
Happy Birthday, Claire Elizabeth Beauchamp Randall Fraser!
“Do you know when I was born?” I asked, looking up. I knew my hair was wild and my eyes staring, and I didn’t care. “On the twentieth of October, in the Year of Our Lord nineteen hundred and eighteen. Do you hear me?” I demanded, for he was blinking at me unmoving, as though paying no attention to a word I said. “I said nineteen eighteen! Nearly two hundred years from now!” […]
He didn’t move for a second. But then he looked down and smiled faintly at me. “Happy Birthday, Sassenach,” he said.
It took me completely by surprise and I just stared stupidly at him for a moment. “What?” I managed at last.
“I said, ‘Happy Birthday.’ It’s the twentieth of October today.”
~Outlander, chapter 25, “Though Shalt Not Suffer a Witch to Live”
“How did ye ken what I was doing? Taking stock, as ye say?”
I let him keep hold of the hand, but shifted to set my chin in the center of his chest, where a small depression seemed made for the purpose.
“I always do that, when I have a birthday – though I generally do it the night before. More looking back, I think, reflecting a bit on the year that’s just gone. But I do check things over; I think perhaps everyone does. Just to see if you’re the same person as the day before.”
~The Fiery Cross, chapter 58, “Happy Birthday to You”
These versions of violence
Sometimes subtle, sometimes clear
And the ones that go unnoticed
Still leave their mark once disappeared
(I honestly find Erisa’s story pretty haunting. Her history of abuse, her anger, her desire to see the whole system burn.
The creeping suspicion she must have had that their pacifist Reader was never going to anoint her. Good enough to be the muscle, to boost worthier minds to freedom, but let’s not send Erisa up quite yet… How long did she struggle with despair before she snapped?)
Richard Spencer has been trying to act like the victim since yesterday because UF students shut him down. He showed up to spread his hatred but once inside the Phillips Center, he was greeted by community protesters yelling football chants and making it sound like a football game. Students yelled “LET’S GO GATORS” and the crowd joined in the the “orange/blue” cheer. At one point he tried to mock the students but made himself look like a fool. My favorite question (which was one of the last ones because he shut the event down 25 minutes early) was “how did it feel to get punched in the face?” and he tried to use that as her threatening violence. Before he left, he yelled that the world is going to see how UF truly is and that people are going to have a negative image of us. Well, from everything i’ve been reading, it looks like people are very very proud of us.
Nooo dont delete your keith!! *saves onto phone before his beautiful face is gone* i love your art! Btw how often do you draw bc thats really good for someone who claims they dont draw much.
omg😭😭😭you’re so sweet. I honestly haven’t drawn seriously for years before this past year.. I used to draw a lot when I was younger and I’m okay but I know I’m not like good ksksjs but I did borrow my sister’s tablet because I wanna do a redraw scene that I found funny and could see Lance and Lotor doing. So that’ll be coming like. eventually lmao. But thank you for your words this is actually super sweet ❤️❤️❤️
the narrative in WKM and a big part of the fandom suggests that Dark is living in our body now... but how did he physically change it?(out hands looked different the entire time), and also... doesn't he seem a bit like a fusion between Damien and Celine? the overall "man in a suit" look is Damien's, but Celine's the one that has messier hair and wears eyeliner. Idk, I just didn't see anyone mention it before.
It has definitely been talked about a few times on this blog, but as far as we know now, Darkiplier IS in our, the DA’s, body. There’s debate over whether or not Darkiplier “changed” the way we look. There are many, many variables to consider, like the points you brought up, and their validity. As an example, it is true that Damien wears a suit, but then again, we are the District Attorney. It isn’t far-fetched to think we would also be wearing formal attire, as everyone seems to have been doing in the first place. And it is true that our hair is parted to the same side as Celine’s, though I wouldn’t say hers was messy (while ours definitely looks disheveled). I think they do have an influence over how we look, but one can only guess how far that influence goes. - Em
How did you get a job at Tidal? Was it a dream of yours or was it like i need a job...let me see if I can get in at Tidal? Lol
My last internship before I graduated I worked at a really popular radio station with a legend in the game. When I graduated and on my last week of my internship she asked if I needed a job.
And then I started working for Tidal two weeks later. Fresh out of college.
I worked hella hard to be in every space I was in that led to that moment. Although it wasn’t my dream job and on my job target list, I’m learning a lot and doing pieces of what I want to do for a living.
ok but wait–if this right before the Kerberos launch, then doesn’t that mean Keith was there for Shiro when he left? Was Shiro taking him around to show him the shuttle before takeoff? Was he telling Keith how excited he was? Did Keith keep congratulating him or just say how much he’ll miss him? I need the details, Dreamworks
also I see the shoulder touch has been a thing for a while
okay one last thing before i stop drawing for the day
so i really wanted to make an au for cc and after some thinking i figured i could do a coraline au!!
basically everything takes place at the camp, max would be like a new camper showing up, nikki is a fucking furry bc i didn’t think anyone else fit very well (i mean heck nikki isn’t a perfect fit but oh well) david and gwen would still be counselors but they would take the role of coraline’s parents y’know?
and daniel and gen/jen? would be like the other parents
There was a discussion a few months ago about Lotor’s hands how they go from regular to having claws in some scenes. We see it again up close in season 4
In the scene where he wake up from being stunned, we see that his hands clearly don’t have any claw-like features. Specifically looking at his thumb. But in a next shot only seconds later, he suddenly has the sharp claws:
This can’t be an animation mistake since it’s happened before when they did close ups on his hands. My theory is that maybe, just like some animals, Lotor’s claws only show up when he feels threatened? I feel like it may be emotions that trigger this change or actually, it could be a conscious effort to make himself even more capable of defending himself if the situation comes to it.
We know Haggar has those claws but Alteans don’t have any sharp nails. But we see this in the 3rd episode:
Her hands are the only thing that seem to be consciously changed to have a Galran appearance. It seems to me that the claws are a signature Galran aspect of one’s appaerance and maybe Lotor is able to chameleon himself like his mother? Maybe the claw thing is a conscious change when the situation calls for it?
Y’all I love making jokes abt Lotor doing that fucked up thing with his arms as much as the next person but,,
it was made pretty obvious that he has had to do that before
So just how many times did Lotor get shoved into cuffs or treated as a prisoner for that ‘trick’ to become natural? We are all well aware that Zarkon thinks incredibly lowly of Lotor and that it has been implied that Lotor fought in the gladiatorial ring and honestly guys I don’t think anything that happened to Lotor while he was under his parents control was voluntary. We barely know any of his history and I’m sure through these next few arcs we’ll be able to see more of what he went through but for now just god how many times did he do that to himself and barely manage the pain? How many times did he feel so trapped that hurting himself was the only way out?
How many times was Lotor forced into breaking himself?