zombie dwarf

Ya wee bunch o'cowards!

I got a chance to play again with everyone (Sexiest Zombie, Range Proficiency: Dwarf, What Did He Say?). The Party consists of Pete The Warrior, our Necromancer Friend (No one knows his name, we just call him Nec), Anges the Dwarven Boomerang(played by our former cleric DM) and Myself. We are exploring a vampires haunted castle in search for the key that leads to his quarters, we soon come up to a door that stands out.

DM: The door is cleaner and more well kept than most, it is adorned in gold and has spiders carved out of wood.

Nec: Ooooo f*ck no… Nope, no no no. No, my contract says no spiders!

Anges: Tis just a door! Pete show dis ninny ‘ow to be a man!

Pete: I’m with the necro on this one, I don’t want to die again…

Anges: Oh for the love of- FINE *Anges opens the door*

Dm: As Anges opens the door, a larger nearly empty room sits beyond the it. The floor is scattered with webs and bones, the smell of decaying flesh filling the air. You see a pedestal at the back of the room, on it sits a old key, the key that opens the way to the vampire. But just as soon as you see the key, a grotesque hissing is heard from the ceiling as two very large decaying spiders descend and block your path.

Pete: Aaaaaand those are undead spiders…

Nec: I think I just shat myself…

Anges: Ya ’re all just a wee bunch o'cowards! PETE THROW M-

Me(OOC): I run into the room, screaming at the top of my lungs, attempting to dodge the spiders, grab the key and get out!

DM: *Eye twitching* Roll me dexterity twice and apply your bonuses…

Me(OOC): *Rolls a 19 and a Nat 20, but with bonuses from enchanted equipment I dodge both spiders* I parkour around the spiders, running on the walls while still screaming at the top of my lungs. I grab the key and jump off the back wall, performing rad flips over the spiders before landing halfway across the room, then back out! I slam the door behind me shut and bar it shut before looking back at everyone.

*Everyone is staring in disbelief*

Me: I think that went well…

DM: Those were suppose to be bosses…

So in a world I made with my friend, I poked around the legends viewer

The world, overall was pretty uninteresting… until I learned that two of the three hydras that were killed before the game started were killed by elephants. No a were-elephant. Not a historical elephant. Just two different unnoteworthy elephants. Also there is a zombie hydra now so.


Terry Pratchett, “Mrs Bradshaw’s Handbook”
(Illustrations by Peter Dennis)

An illustration of the Ankh-Morpork train station, and some ads for food you can buy there.  There’s some great details in the top picture, including a zombie and a dwarf lady.  Also I love how Verity Pushpram was just mentioned briefly as someone who Nobby Nobbs didn’t want to consider dating because of her eye issues (although he thought she was sweet on him because she threw decent fish at him), but then became a repeat cameo background character who’s a very successful businesswoman that Nobby would be lucky to date.  And ALSO, All Jolson!  A dark-skinned Howondalandian immigrant, who got in on the railway catering business on the ground floor!  Hurray for a diverse cast!

“Are there any other surprises?” said Mr. Pin. “you’ve got bright watchmen and one of ‘em’s a werewolf. Anything else? They’ve got trolls too?”
“Oh, yes. Several. And dwarfs. And zombies.”
“In a Watch? What kind of a city are you running here?”
We are not running the city,” said a chair.
“But we care about the way it is going,” said another.
“Ah,” said Mr. Pin. “Right. I remember. You are concerned citizens.” He knew about concerned citizens. Wherever they were, they all spoke the same private language, where ‘traditional values’ meant ‘hang someone.’

– on concerned citizens | Terry Pratchett, The Truth

What You’ve Done (P2)

Warning: mentions of broken bones, pettiness, tension (not sexual you nasties), pointing out Dean’s insecurities coz he’s being a little shit, bit of a cliffhanger

A/N: so I realized like 20 seconds after posting the first part that I had a huge plot hole, so I had to go back and fix it lol—– also!!!!!! let me know if you wanna be tagged. This is gonna be a long series and I’m SO PSYCHED FOR IT so just let me know k thx

also!!!! shoutout to @random-superwholock-images​ for the monster I used:) she’s awesome and you should totally check out her writing

(Y/H/C= your hair colour : Y/N=your name)

Dean kept his eyes on the road- or, at least, that’s what he tried to make her believe. Y/N glued her eyes to the passing trees, but she knew he would glance to her from time to time in the rear view mirror. She could tell when his eyes were on her. It wasn’t exactly a foreign feeling.

Sam, however, was more… openly concerned about her.

The whole car ride consisted of him trying to get her to talk. The first five minutes featured him asking about Clyde. When she answered the questions about her father without giving any information, he switched over what she was doing in the forest.

“Why’d you come here?” he questioned her.

“I think you already know the answer to that question,” Y/N replied without turning from the window. Sam frowned at Dean.

“What do you mean?” he asked, slowly turning back to her.

“We’re both hunters,” she said simply.

“…That doesn’t mean we’d know anything about you,” Dean huffed. This girl was a real piece of work.

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Sorry Bahamut sneezed

Context: The warlock talking to a dwarf zombie and skeleton through his pseudo dragon familiar and rolled a nat 20 to convince them to that he’s Tiamat

Warlock: Because You-

Me OOC: *Sneezes really loudly right into the mic (playing on discord)

Warlock: Sorry Bahamut sneezed and it defeaned me, what was I saying?


Zombie white dwarf star caught destroying an orbiting planet    

More than 570 light years away in the constellation Virgo, a disintegrating planet orbits around a white dwarf — the leftovers of a yellow star after it died. The cause of the planet’s demise is the zombie star itself; the white dwarf is extremely dense, and its enormous gravitational pull is tearing the rock apart, creating an enormous cloud of dust and debris that follows the planet on its orbit.

This dance of the dead was observed by NASA’s Kepler spacecraft last year. The discovery of the planetary system is the first of its kind. It helps to confirm what many scientists have suspected for years: that planets can actually orbit white dwarfs.

— Loren Grush for The Verge

What did he say?

So I was given the chance to play with my friends (same people from Sexiest Zombie and Ranged Proficiency: Dwarf) and I’m still a bit new to the game. I’m filling in for the cleric as he was away for his mental health (due to Pete).

DM: So you got everything down? Your sheet, dice, rules?

Me(New Cleric): Yeah basically, just keep notes of everything, pay attention, be in character, and pray that when I roll my dice, I screw everyon- thing else instead of myself.

Necromancer: Wait, what did he say?

Pete: You’re going to try and kill us aren’t you?

DM: Would make my job easier.

Because I Said So

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Angst, Family Deaths, Fire, Anxiety, Grief, Swearing, Implied sex

Word Count: 9000ish (I am so sorry)

Summary: Dean hates Halloween, fire, and bossy girls that tell him what to do, but over the years they start to grow on him. Unfortunately, Dean indulging himself in what he once hated pays a heavy price on the bossy girl he dared to love.

A/N: This is my day late Halloween fic. I wrote it for @supernatural-jackles Colors of Fall Writing Challenge (Bonfires) and @i-like-your-assbutt Jason Mann’s Cover With Friends Challenge (Stand By Me). I apologize for it being so freakin long! It just kept going and had no means of stopping. I worked REALLY hard on it so I hope you all LOVE it. Feedback is much appreciated!

Your name: submit What is this?

“Trick or Treat!”

“Well, look what we have here,” Dean heard Bobby’s voice say from the kitchen. “A werewolf, vampire, and the Incredible Hulk. Looks like a dream team.”

Dean laid on the couch, tossing a baseball up and down while Sam peered around the archway at Bobby giving the costumed kids candy. Dean always hated this holiday. Not only did it seem to bring out the worst monsters, so bad that his dad would opt to leave him and his little brother at Bobby’s while he took a case, but apple-pie civilians always made light of the horrors in the world. Man, if they only knew what was really out there, maybe this holiday wouldn’t be such a joke to them.

“Why can’t we do that?” Sam whined, looking over at Dean.

“Because we’re too old,” Dean easily lied, as he tossed the baseball higher in the air.

“No, we’re not,” Sam argued, watching as Bobby put the candy back on the counter. “Loads of kids our age go trick or treating.”

“Well, loads of kids don’t have jobs like we do,” Dean answered gruffly. Sam huffed and then resumed his position to watching Bobby hand out candy to kids having loads more fun then he was.

Bobby barely had the chance to sit down before his doorbell rang again. He let out a sigh before getting up and grabbing the candy. Dean could see right through the grumpy facade he was trying to play for the boys. He knew he loved seeing the cheerful kids on Halloween. The old man was honestly such a sap.

“Hi, Bobby!” Dean heard a young girl chirp from the other side of the doorway. He couldn’t help but glance over his shoulder curiously. A girl around his age waltzed into Bobby’s house like she owned the place, with a little boy towed behind her as he clutched the back of her dress like a leash.

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