all pcs are just the players, mysteriously dropped into a fantasy world. stats are based on your real life abilities.

We did this for my 23rd birthday. Using this quiz http://www.kevinhaw.com/add_quiz.php

Mod Paper

i just had a lizard in my shirt

Elaborate?

Jolene: A ballad

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I’m begging of you please don’t kill that man Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Please don’t kill him even though you can Killers on a vile quest Are gathered at the king’s behest To slay the dreaded lich they call Jolene Their blades will strike at all undead And gleefully they’d take your head Oh how I would mourn for thee Jolene Your power it is beyond compare Devouring souls without a care With magiks beyond that of any queen Your eyes burn with the fires of hell a force they can never hope to quell non can er’ compare with you Jolene Your visage haunts my soundest sleep There’s nothing they can do to keep My undead heart from crying out Jolene And I can easily understand That you could conquer any land but you don’t know what you do to me Jolene Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I’m begging of you please just take my hand. Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Don’t try to kill them even if you can Yes you could kill a thousand men But you’d never find peace again One lucky blow is all it takes Jolene And so I come to plead anew My happiness depends on you And on what’er you choose to do Jolene Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I’m begging of you please just take my hand. Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Don’t try to fight them even though you can

Concept: a D&D adventure where the party awakens in a dungeon with no memory of how they got there. The dungeon consists of a series of tunnels with perfectly circular cross-sections connecting large, brightly lit chambers with uneven floors. The air is dry and drafty, and the dark corners are populated by skittering robot-like imps that seem to be obsessed with stealing objects made of organic materials and running away with them; otherwise, there initially isn’t much in the way of threats.

After a series of increasingly strange misadventures, including several encounters with very confused demons, it transpires that the party has been damned to Hell by an evil lich’s spell, but due to an administrative mixup by the infernal bureaucracy, they’ve mistakenly been sent to Hell for gelatinous cubes.

@kyliafanfiction replied:

D&D’s default cosmology has lots of Hells.

Does the party run into any deeply miserable gelatinous cubes along the way?

Gelatinous cubes in Gelatinous Cube Hell have been granted sapience and the power of speech that they might more keenly appreciate the quality of their suffering. Every last one of them is voiced by the late Alan Rickman.

Another one bites in the… apple.

D&D question

In worlds where the undead are just, like, a known thing-  are they same person? If i come back as a wraith do i get to keep my house? Can i still go to my job? Can i collect my pension for all eternity? Can i sue the adventurers who stole all my grave goods? Can I go dig up my grave goods? I want to know, give me the Bodak legal dramas!

Well, it’s probably a case-by-case thing. For wraiths specifically, the soul isn’t there, so if ownership follows soul you don’t get to keep your stuff, and more importantly, ‘in this new form, it exists only to annihilate other life‘, so there aren’t gonna be any wraiths that care enough about personal ownership to go to court over it

If you come back from death and still care about keeping your house, you might want to check for vampirism symptoms. much more likely

“‘in this new form, it exists only to annihilate other life‘, so there aren’t gonna be any wraiths that care enough about personal ownership to go to court over it” Actually, counterargument- it’s got an intelligence of 12 and is more then smart enough to realize that having money or status can help it kill people. I wanna see a wraith who is trying to reclaim control of its company to just start spreading environmental destruction or economically ruin the surrounding area or start a war or suchlike and the players have to find a way to stop it given that legally it is well within its rights

The four weapons of apocalypse.

Oh Billy, you look so small right there…

Superman’s sheer anger over Billy Batson’s situation is a sight to behold. Batman and Robin get away with it because he knows it’s the world’s best internship and that Bruce is willing to put out all the stops to protect him. But Billy? He doesn’t have anyone looking out for him. And that pisses off Superman more than anything.

Seriously, Clark’s face here

He is ready to kick the ass of whoever put this boy in this situation SO HARD

Next page he really lets the Wizard Shazam have it.

Shit, son. I might have to buy this book for those last two panels alone.

When Superman is written well he is an amazing goddamned character.

these few pages are some of my favourite in comic book history. So good. For anyone wondering what the next few pages look like, here you go:

This is a bigger deal than some of you might think, because Superman is one of the heroes in the DC Universe who keeps his secret identity pretty damn secret, because as probably the most powerful and influential person on earth, a lot of people do not wish him well - and would jump at the chance to hold people dear to him as leverage.

Yet, he trusts this poor, scared little kid. To comfort him, and entrust him with his biggest secret - just as Billy did for him.

Superman is just really important, ok?

this for people to truly understand superman

…. :’<

If I don’t reblog this assume I’m dead. This is top quality Superman

25k follower giveaway!!

to celebrate 25k followers, I thought i’d do a little something

3 reference sheets are up for grabs!! Rules are as follows:

winners will be contacted on the 23rd of march :>

hydrogen dragn

Is very lovely

You can only reblog this today.

I missed my chance last year. Not gonna let it happen again

so.. dryads huh

fantasy prosthesis

While grafting the limb of a slain beast to yourself is obviously the coolest option, I bet it comes with the catch of: You also need to continually use disinfectants or magical protective wards to prevent infection and numb pain while it is still in exposed muscle stages. Then you need to keep using certain spells to keep your body from rejecting the foreign biomatter, pretty much for the rest of your life.

Some humanoids who face particularly grueling and intractable illnesses (or those who have found that they are ready for the sweet embrace of death after a long and vigorous life) will post their wish to be an organ donor on town message boards. Some are willing to provide a heart-pounding last hurrah of a fight to the death in the local coliseum (sometimes with a portion of the proceeds going to the victor for the cost of the magical grafting process), while others who are too weak to provide a final fight simply choose to meet their end on their own terms, at the hands of someone they know will carry a piece of them on into a new life of adventure. Many seekers of replacement limbs find this to be a more palatable alternative than the prospect of having to commit cold-blooded murder.

The first method is probably common among some orc cultures, who would treat a warrior with multiple mismatched limbs with great distinction because they had to kill for each of those limbs, quite possibly while missing one. Of course, in such orc cultures where this process is common, orc warriors are incredibly picky about what gets grafted on them and will save choice limbs for later use. And because these are orcs, they have access to some of the best healers and surgeons, making successful grafts very likely.

However, even in these cultures you’ll find most warriors are unwilling to sit out the weeks or months required to properly get a graft, and will instead opt to get a crude prosthetic so they can get back into the fight as soon as possible, at least until winter sets in and the clan rests because even orcs won’t go raiding in the dead of winter because it’s too fuggin’ cold for anyone and frostbite sucks.