we all know Vriska was the troll equivalent of a DnD enthusiast but I think it’s often overlooked just how big of an interest it was for her. i’m guilty of it myself!!
but all of the trolls are easily identified as being into x thing or y thing based on what’s in their rooms, even moreso than the kids; equius’ room is literally just robot parts and bows and horse art, there’s very little in terezi’s block save for dragon scales and piles of law books; and aside from the broken eight balls everywhere, vriska’s stuff is like 90% role playing merch!! it’s just dice and game posters and drawings of her character and character sheets. it’s just all role playing material.
im not gonna be the one to say it’s super easy to identify a homestuck character as being a nerd in the traditional, unadulterated 90s pop culture sense by the fact that they’re wearing glasses; but vriska is such a traditional, unadulterated 90s pop culture nerd
I’ve seen a few freshmen make the fatal error of popping up where they shouldn’t belong lately, so I wanted to help clear up all the hot spots on campus to see and be seen (but also where not to be seen if you’re freshmen).
A'Zul was born in the month of Kuthona, in the year 287 AG aboard the star freighter “Lucky Star” out of Castroval. His human parents had boarded the freighter for reasons he can’t remember, any more than he can remember their names. Their family histories long forgotten to the gap, neither of them expected to have their newborn son randomly emerge far less… human… then they. They abandoned him with the largely Lashunta crew of the “Lucky Star” and A'Zul’s life continued without them.
The “Lucky Star” would sadly be lost with nearly all hands around the time A'Zul was 12 years of age, it would be the last place A'Zul would consider home. The last crew that didn’t, at least to some extent, treat him like, well demon-spawn.
A'Zul spent the next 8 years forging papers, pretending to be older than he was, claiming to be rare species and doing whatever was necessary to hire on with various starships. Taking jobs legal or otherwise to keep himself fed.
During the month of Kuthona in his 20th year, a mysterious package caught up with A'Zul, a package addressed to one “A'Zul Felchant” not knowing any other name he has used “Felchant” as his Valor name ever since. The package contained a mysterious greatsword with unknown glyphs emblazoned upon the blade.
For the past ten years, A'Zul has made his way in the Galaxy, hopping freighter to freighter while trying to find anyone who can tell him more about this Mysterious sword. Often offering his services either as am amateur diplomat, freight handler and other odd starship jobs.
A'Zul’s only real friend is a 20 year old damaya lashunta woman, Lænore, he considers his niece, her father (Harbatkin) had been the captain of the “Lucky Star” and her mother (Yolanda) passed on five years ago, he’s looked in on her now and again ever since. She’s currently learning to be a Nurse on Castrovel.
In recent jobs A'Zul has extended his friendship to a Kitsune who’s search for his sister has somehow managed to move A'zul’s sympathy and most recently Vesk Pirate / Mercenary / Strong Arm, simply called “Grunt” they talked over to their side of an armed dispute.
To this very day, A'Zul insist the Unseen were responsible for the loss of the “Lucky Star” and swears gray humanoids were searching the ship for something just before it was lost.
A'Zul typically wears long black robes and visor, keeps his black hair trimmed short, and keeps a trimmed goatee with pointed mustache and beard.
Spitespawn (Human / Div Tiefling)
6 Hit Points
Spitespawn, a variety of Tiefling descended from Humans, and the genie like Div, are rare among the stars. Often unwelcome in far flung lands due to superstition and finding little in common with races typical of the Pact Worlds and Vesk Empire. Often incapable of feeling the true heights of emotions Spitespawn are more likely driven by an inborn sense of superiority and the drive to prove it.
Size and Type: Spitespawn occupy the medium size range of the height scale and gain no benefit nor incur any penalty because of it. Spitespawn are Outsiders of the Native subtype.
Senses: Spitespawn posses the “Darkvision” Special ability out to a range of 60 ft.
Fiendish Luck: due to their genie like luck inherited from their Div forebearers 1/day a Spitespawn can impose their will to try and manipulate an outcome. The player may use this ability to reroll any ONE die.
Fiendish Resistance: The Dark Ancestry of the Spitespawn instills them with a resistance to harsh elements, granting them Cold Resistance 5, Electricity Resistance 5 and Fire Resistance 5.
Forked Tongue: As their once genie ancestors the Div were incredibly smooth and convincing, so too are the Spitespawn. They gain a natural +2 bonus on all Diplomacy and Culture related checks.
Spell-Like Ability: Spitespawn can cast “Misdirection” 1/day as a spell-like ability, with a caster level equal to the Spitespawns level.
Automatic Languages: Common and either Abyssal or Infernal as well as the language of their homeworld, plus a number of bonus languages equal to their intelligence modifier.
A/N: Thank you for the lovely request and sorry for taking so long to post it. I hope I got the request right and that you like it. :) Also my request box is now closed! Anyways I hope you guys like it! Enjoy!
Pairing: Stiles x Reader Note: Song inspired with lyrics, smut Warning: SMUT! Swearing? Word count: 1842 Inspired/lyrics by:Ariana Grande - Into You
🎶I’m so into you, I can
And all I wanna do is to fall in deep🎶
I arrived at the club with the girls, the boys were already
there waiting for us. As soon as we walked in, I could feel his eyes on me. A smirk
playing on his face while his eyes wandered up and down, studying every inch of
my body that my tight dress was hugging perfectly.
Who is he? He is Stiles, my
So, fun fact about our party’s pilot. She is min-maxed to favor piloting skills so dramatically that she has been summarily barred from combat situations, negotiations that might at some point lead to combat situations, looking out of windows with a chance of a view of a combat situation, interacting with strangers who have even the faintest chance of initiating any manner of combat situation, or in fact leaving the ship at all. For any reason. Ever.
Her build is centered entirely around flying this ship. She can pretty much do absolutely anything with it that the human mind can imagine. She might break her arm sneezing, but she can fly you through a black hole with her eyes closed. She pretty much never has to roll higher than a four to achieve the impossible.
All our nigh-infallible ace pilot had to do was relocate the ship 200 feet so that we could perform a pickup of our unconscious rogue without having to fight our way through an army of robots.
She proceeded to fail her roll so hard that we teleported to another dimension and accidentally found the plot.
Prompt: It’s Dungeons and Dragons day at Camp Campbell aka magic kid 2′s day of festivities and Nerris has aligned everyone at camp to play a specific role in this game of rolling dice, imagination, and wonder.
Warnings:Nerdom. Swearing. Technical female associated reader?? I mean, my man, if you’re a guy and are willing to be a princess, you go for it! <3, gayyyyyy
Author’s Note: This whole thing is coming from someone who hasn’t played DnD in about a decade, so all the rules and figments of such are drowned from my memory. Since I don’t remember much of it and didn’t want to disrespect the whole game, I made it a tad bit short. ^^
“And [Name],” Nerris called your name, pointing at you with an excited smile. “will be our princess!” She said proudly with a bright smile, making you flush and curtsy before the lady who would be your to-be savior.
You would’ve fought against the placement of you being a princess as being a wizard or warlock would’ve been way cooler, but it was Nerris’s day and you wouldn’t dare ruin it for her. Plus, she was your best friend, and you wouldn’t fight her with this.
“Alright, my party, come with me.” Nerris called, clapping her hands together to gather the Nikki, Neil, Ered, and Preston. They all clumped alongside her and then proceeded to point at the rest of you, shooing you all away.
“The rest of you, get into places!” Nerris said with a giddy grin, perhaps absolutely proud that she was able to convince everyone to join her on this marvelous campaign, but it was just mostly because Gwen threatened the lot of them.
My latest Water Boyy video got deleted. Well, I hope you’ll enjoy this one! I really love the story of Apo and Waii, though Waii tends to be really mean, but he changed so that’s a relief. Song I used: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BiUw7FBjPiY