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@drake-galloway
Cozy up to some Fiasco!
We're doing something different tonight! We're having some fun play Bullypulit Games' Fiasco, a card-based game all about chaos. Know your favorite movie with those scenes where everything goes wrong? That's Fiasco! It's going to be a fun holiday time! See you on Twitch!
www.twitch.tv/rolltherole
We're going live on #twitch for our #monsteroftheweek universe Lake Wonder! This is going to be a wild one, so tune in!
www.twitch.tv/rolltherole
The road seems to stretch endlessly beyond the horizon as a thick fog begins to settle in, making everything that much more ominous. As time seems to slow, you're gripped by the sinking feeling that there's no going back.
The Road Trip begins May 20.
Do you like weird towns and weirder characters? Do you like monsters and little creepies and the aftereffects of the truth of the cosmic and divine? Is there something in you that just really wants to think about VHS tapes and/or goo?
Come on down to RollTheRole this Friday and watch us enter Goldmire, a small town in Utah (and in the Lake Wonder universe) where things are inexplicably about to go wrong for a few travelers. We'll be playing Monster Of The Week, as we do. Since it's going to be Friday, May 13th, I'm going to try to do something... festive.
And, for once, I'm not a player going insane about what I'm excited for. No, no, I'm the Keeper this time-- and I know everything!
So mosey on down and give us a watch! This Friday! It's gonna be fun!
Coming Soon...
Actual Ramblings of a Chosen One
I never wanted to be a hero, or a chosen one, or whatever the hell you want to call it. Nobody ever really thought I was gonna be much of anything; none of the adults anyway, except for one. I didn't even think I was gonna amount to anything.
At first I thought it was cool. I had a purpose. And then I discovered that I could do magic. I was special. But it wasn't all easy. There were times I just wanted to quit and walk away. But I didn't. I had support. I had a girlfriend.
And now I may have thrown all that away. I was faced with a choice, and I can't help but wonder if I made the wrong one. I was just so afraid of losing what made me special...and as a result I may have just lost the people who matter most.
Call me when you can. I fucked up. Big-time.
I thought I was doing the right thing. I really did. I want to protect everyone. Everyone. Not just my friends. And...I really don't wanna lose my magic. I don't wanna not be....special anymore. I don't like the responsibility of being Chosen but...maybe that's who I am. The Guardian.
Betty's upset with me. Probably never wants to see me again. Worst case I'll only be gone a year, right? I honestly don't blame her. I said some things that aren't true. I know I have people who love and care for me. I just wanna do the right thing but....I don't know what that is anymore.
I thought I was doing the right thing. Maybe instead I just pushed everyone I love away...
I redid this older comic I made for my storytelling class based on this post. Have some cute wlw love in your day.
It’s hard, if I had more free time I could make it so pretty, this is what I could throw together for the assignment.
Spinning Decay: Drake Galloway Journal Entry #2
One of these days I'm gonna have a decent night's sleep. The nightmare was at least different last night but it wasn't any better, honestly. First I was falling, and then I was in spider webs surrounded by fucking...spiders. And to make it worse when I woke up it was cold; you know that cold where no matter what you can't get warm? And then my alarm was going off at 4am. It isn't even the ass crack of dawn yet and I have to wake up? And yes I was down to one cigarette for the day before the sun came up. Quitting blows.
Apparently the forest is dying, and Futun is out of town so this other ranger, Lucy? Stacy? Macy? Emily...Lacy! called us to check it out. It's bloody cold. Like I swear it's that same cold I was feeling last night and I can't shake it off. Robin let me turn into a squirrel and cuddle up in their scarf which, holy shit that actually worked, but then Lacy freaked out because I was 'missing' but instead of telling the truth so I could stay warm we had to be all secretive and now I'm freezing my ass off again. Denny carried me a little ways and that was cool albeit a little weird, but she gave me a blanket. It helped.
Spiders. Why did it have to be spiders? Did I mention I freaking hate spiders? Well I do. These are acting odd and they're not even supposed to be out because it's winter time. I really need a smoke but I can't because forest fires. I'm a responsible smoker when I wanna be, I swear…
To get a grasp of what was going on I changed into a spider. They put me in a jar in case I got spider-mind controlled or something. Dear God everything is so big and different. They had to put me on a web because the jar didn't really help much. Somehow I knew just how to communicate and I had an interesting conversation in spider-Morse code.
They're trying to protect...something. And they want my help. When I tried to run off the others thought I was mind controlled and caught me. Robin teased me with a cigarette and I'm so desperate for nicotine I was willing to eat it instead of smoke it.
My jaw hurts from all the gum. Anyway a big spider showed up, I'm now hearing a voice in my head, and we're all gonna go see who's in charge of this. Except Lucky, they're going back with Lacy. I offered my blade for protection but they said I'd need it more than them. I have magic and I can turn into animals I don't really need it.
Anyway, I still hate spiders but maybe this will change my opinion. It's still cold as balls. I want a cigarette. I miss Betty.
Lake Wonder character portraits drawn so far, in order:
The Monstrous: Denny, The Searcher: Betty, The Spooky: Eddy, The Flake: Lucky, The Hex: Robin, The Chosen: Drake
Drake Galloway and the little changes made to his character portrait over Shadow’s Grudge and Spinning Decay… Starting with his original ginger hair, the accidental magic-gone-wrong purple hair, and finally his now cut short and colored blue hair…
But then, the most important change we are all proud of is what he’s no longer holding in his hand. <3
Spinning Decay, Journal Entry #1
The past couple of months have been wild! Betty and I are actually dating, though Robin says we're the only two on the planet who didn't realize the feelings were mutual. Betty and I had our first date! We went to a local zoo with big cats and I managed to get a cougar and a goldfish shift.
I've finally gotten my own spellbook instead of using sticky notes; the drawings of each spell with the descriptions on the back really help me out.
I've moved out from under Lester finally! Mac, Larry, Kim and I now share an apartment. It's pretty shitty but we each have our own room and it beats the hell out of the trailer park and Lester. Damn shame I never got the truck fixed though…
It hasn't all been good though...the nightmares never stop. I still see that damn shadow thing staring me down...made me feel so….weak...so helpless. That's not me. I'm tough. I can handle whatever is thrown at me, right? I hope so…
Betty's going to be away looking at colleges this weekend, and...honestly that scares me. What if the distance doesn't work and she finds someone else and it's Damien all over again? There's some...thing going on in the forest. Robin is going, Betty wants me to check it out and keep her updated, so I guess I better go. Hey, it beats the shit out of being holed up in my room all weekend, I guess...
Texted my wife some of the writing I've been working on.
"I wanna know what happens in that part you skipped"
Me too, Love. Me too.
I am a WHORE for “the love is requited, they’re both just idiots”
"Lost Puppy"
What the hell am I doing? Why am I so stupid? And I dragged Betty into this mess… I'm so stupid...
Drake's eyes were stinging with tears, hands white-knuckling the steering wheel of Susan's car while his foot barely rested on the gas pedal, slowly following a very angry Susan and a very grounded Betty as they walked home in the relentlessly pouring rain, the weather outside just as violent and unforgiving as his emotions.
He wasn't looking forward to finally reaching the house, but he sure as hell didn't want to be here either. Here, sitting in this car, crying like a baby, the world came crashing down on the young ginger. Robin was gone, Anya was gone, he and Betty had stolen her mom's car, and he didn't even get to lay into the stupid shadow thing that caused all this shit. It was too much for him.
And to top it off...Susan was gonna tell him he wasn't allowed to hang out with Betty anymore, he just knew it. He respected her more than any other authority figure in his life by a long shot but...that was one time he knew he'd have to disobey her. If Betty even wanted to see him again after this.
After what felt like endless eternities, Drake pulled into the driveway in the subway and shut off the car. His green eyes just stared ahead as the door to the house closed behind the mother and daughter. Slowly, he got out of the car, his curly red hair instantly becoming water-logged and clinging to his head, covering his bloodshot eyes as his tears quickly blended into the rain.
Slowly, his trembling hand opened the door. He could hear talking, but his brain couldn't process the words being said. Quietly, he just reached inside and placed the keys very gingerly on the hook before easing back outside, closing and locking the door behind him.
And then...he just ran, disappearing into the night fallen suburb as his worn, dirty boots stomped and splashed down the sidewalk. Soon, however figure of a scared, running teen boy melted into that of a large black dog. He wasn't sure where he was going, but he didn't stop running.
Welp, the news is out! Starting at the 16th of January I'll be taking over the GM chair from @taimaland for the next season of Lake Wonder on Roll the Role with @raafling, @arbys-haunted-turnover, @taimaland and @1badgoldfish as my amazing players!
I am... so scared but so excited!
Every time Drake closed his eyes he still saw it: massive, dark and ominous with its long skinny armlike appendages and its one red eye. Still felt his feet dangling in the air as the creatures cold, clawed hand wrapped around his throat, squeezing the life out of him; reminding him that no matter how strong and capable he felt only moments ago, he was still a weak, stupid kid and he'd never be able to save them. Not Betty, or Lucky, or Denny, or Robin, or Anya...none of them. Just like he wasn't able to save Tiffany. But at the same time he was willing to give his life for any given one of them, and no matter what...if given the chance he'd do it again.
Every time Drake opened his eyes, he was still in the hospital, and everything hurt. But he was never alone. Kim and Larry were by his side when they didn't have work, and Mac, Drake was pretty sure that Mac never left. Lester was never there, unsurprisingly. No. This was his true family.
Drake would close his eyes and relive that moment, then open them and be in the presence of family, rinse and repeat. It had been….days? Weeks? Years? He didn't know, but while it felt like years, days was probably more likely.
"Drake…?"
A familiar voice stirred him, and he opened his eyes from the same nightmare, to awaken to not three, but four familiar faces. Mac, Kim and Larry were there as usual, but this time, right by his side, was Betty.
"Are you okay?"
"I will be, Betty."
"Good. We still have that date at the zoo…"
"Yeah. I wouldn't miss that for anything…"
"I... I'd like that to be a...date date…"
"Me too," he answered with a smile. "I…" he tried to say more, but as always those three little words got stuck in the back of his throat, clinging to his tonsils for dear life and refusing to come out. Instead, he reached for her, his hand seeking hers. But never found it, because before he could, her lips met his, and his aches and pains and insecurities seemed to just...melt away.
