Bee 💚 originally, anti-deforestation campaigns were speaking about the rainforests, which are not naturally controlled by fire regimes. That's still where the deforestation problem is.. people just don't know and assume it applies to all forests 😧 again, the kicker is... land would still need to be cleared to grow hemp? Like... wtfruta???
OH!! that makes sense!!!!! i think u said that in a video and i forgot wait so…the post you’re talking about was supporting hemp farming but against cutting down trees im…wut….
Anxiety ruins you.
It turns a simple or non existent situation, into a catastrophe.
It rips you from sleep.
To the point where it makes you sick, because you’re so tired.
It creates problems
that aren’t even there.
It’s like having a little devil on your shoulder.
All the time, whispering what could go wrong.
And what a nuisance you are,
And how awful you are.
So you start to repeat all the bad things about yourself.
“Nobody wants you around”
“You’re so boring”
“Everyone is sick of you”
“Your boyfriend is going to get tired of dealing with this”
“You’re a mess all the time, how could anyone love that?”
“Their lives would be better if you just went far away”
Should I go away?
It makes you angry over little things.
It ruins your relationship because you’re always worried about everything.
It makes you just want to be alone.
To distance yourself.
I haven’t seen my friends in 4 weeks.
But wait, I forgot the panic attacks.
I can’t breath.
My heart is going out of control.
My chest is so tight.
It feels like an elephant is sitting on it.
All of this is going on in your head,
But all people see is a polite smile.
Anxiety ruins you.
And it’s so damn tiring.
To fight a battle inside your head,
Ahh!! Your art is amazing :) Viktor with long hair PLUS a flower crown is what really gets me going though omg. Your style with that would be fantastic ^.^
Fun Fact: I actually drew Viktor with long hair in my first attempt but I dumped it afterwards because I wasn’t too happy about it… (If someone really wants me to finish this half sketch/half outline picture I could do it but otherwise I rather just leave it “discarded” (・-・) )
Ok, so, when I was a kid, I used to get up to a lot of dumb shenanigans on Club Penguin. I think this was around third or fourth grade; I did a lot of trolly things then. Some of the bans and glitches they had to fix around that time period were because of me and some of my online friends at the time.
We figured out pretty quickly that most of the like, your base-level curse words, y'know the amateur curse words, they’re all BANNED. So we started coming up with more and more inventive ways to express our feelings to the public, so that’s why every once in a while they would roll out an update, and it’s like, “the term ‘bitchbaby’ is now banned”.
And um, what else did I do?
Oh right, so do you know how they had those expansion areas every once in a while? And there would be those little zones and each zone had the same default shop that they copy-and-pasted over.
But there was this one expansion area… it was a cave or mine shaft or something like that. The default shop that they had there, it was Real Glitchy. So I figured out that if you buy seven puffles it gives you some ridiculous number for the price of TWO. So what I did:
I BOUGHT 700 PUFFLES…. And then I gifted them to the other person in the shop whose name I didn’t know and then I waited. And then I forgot about that for, quite a while, and then some time a week later I got a very angry email from said person, with a screenshot of their home, which was floor-to-ceiling, wall-to-wall, just. Fur. And googly eyes. Like you could see nothing else, it was just puffle everywhere. They were rendering in and out of walls, like some of them were just plain feet, it was – it was an abomination.
And apparently once I read the email their main complaint? Not even the fact that I ruined their fucking household! It was the fact that when they opened the client and saw that, it CRASHED. Their Club Penguin client crashed, and when they opened their house and it loaded and there were seven hundred puffles.
I don’t know if you guys know this but puffles, as cute as they look (at least to some people), the sounds they make are not quite as cute. Especially when there’s seven hundred of them layered on top of each other, rendering in and out of walls emitting a sound collectively scary enough to get Lucifer to piss himself.
And yeah. That’s the story of why there’s a limit of 50 puffles that you can buy.
I was playing a bard whose stories have graced this page from time to time. One thing I don’t think I’ve mentioned is that, due to backstory shenanigans, he pretty much always has an unseen servant following him around named Jarvis. It’s not like it can use weapons or anything, its mostly just there for flavor and the occasional utility of not having to make and break camp ourselves. On one occasion, however, it let our party completely bypass an encounter through sheer ingenuity.
So there we were, about two levels down in a dungeon loosely based off of Dante’s Inferno. This floor’s flavor of the day? Endless desert, with a forest made entirely out of sharp blades covering some portion. We were just about to get to this forest, which conveniently held the exit to the next level, when our DM made us roll perception checks.
DM: Alright, everyone who passes hears faint chanting in the distance, from what you believe is some kind of ritual. You can try to go around it, or investigate.
Ranger: I’d go, but I’ve already got a rank of exhaustion. I say we just go around.
Fighter: So, no one else can check it out?
Party: General agreement
Bard (me): Oh wait, I forgot I can stealth. I’ll go alone and radio back what I see (we all had sending stones at this point in the campaign)
DM: Alright, so I’ll need a stealth check from you, and con saves from everyone as you move through the desert.
We’re lucky enough to pass all checks, my bard is pretty good with stealth. So there I am, crouched just at the rise in a dune overlooking where the chanting is coming from.
DM: Bard, below you you see several orcs around what appears to be a ritual circle drawn into the sand. One orc, bigger than the others, is reading from what looks like poorly tanned leather. A ritual is already underway, though no one seems to have noticed you yet. You could probably evade the orcs, though you have no idea what they are summoning.
Bard (me): *Thinks for a moment*, Are the lines drawn in the sand important to the ritual?
DM: Roll arcana, (which I pass, pretty easy check). Yes, the ritual circle is crucial to the spell being cast.
Bard (me): Alright, I have my unseen servant grab a stick or something, walk up, and start rubbing out the lines while I start making my escape.
The DM is speechless for a moment while the rest of the party stifles laughter. After a moment he describes what happens.
DM: Ok, so the orcs are in the middle of this important ritual. Probably calling for assistance from some kind of deity or whatever. Then, right as they are about to finish, they see the ritual circle start to erase itself. So they’re freaking out, seeing the spell fizzle right in front of their eyes, and have disadvantage to try and see you escape. Roll stealth to roll on out of there.
Later on, we get to another level that has no gravity, and floating crystals which teleport you to other parts of the dungeon if you run into them. We figured this out by accidentally tossing an enemy into one during a fight.
DM: So as soon as the enemy makes contact with the crystal, there’s a sharp flash of light, and it disappears.
Me (Jokingly): And reappears in the desert section, right on top of those orcs, ruining their second attempt at the ritual.
DM: Lol, at this point they probably think they’re cursed or something.
We never really knew what did happen to those orcs after I’d screwed with them the first time, but it definitely was the best use I’ve gotten out of the unseen servant to date.