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@evilaesthetic
hey guys so the hero that keeps barging in my tower seems to be using some sort of chronomancy called “quick saving.” have we figured out any counters for that yet or what’s the deal
If you're significantly more powerful than they are, you should be fine; most adventurers eventually figure out when they're outmatched and give up. (They might do a training montage and come back later, though.) Otherwise, I dunno, have you tried also using chronomancy?
Here's a legal PSA:
If you've committed a crime and a detective gathers everyone involved in the room, especially if he's not actually a detective and is instead a novelist, puzzle-setter, psychic, fake psychic, dog, chess grandmaster, etc. ...
YOU SHOULD NOT CONFESS.
Every year, hundreds of people are put away by non-traditional "detectives" who have either inserted themselves into the case or are working with the police in a dubiously legal capacity as advisor. In 99% of these cases, the murderer gives a full confession even though the evidence against them is circumstantial at best and often requires a long just-so story which can only guess at motive.
If this happens to you, stay quiet, do not attempt to defend yourself or talk your way out of it, only say "I want a lawyer".
Now if you find yourself being investigated by a boy genius, magician's assistant, anthropologist, classics scholar, or philosopher, it's likely that refusing to talk to the police (or investigator with no legal authority) is merely the end of the second act, and by the end of the third act they will have you dead to rights.
YOU SHOULD STILL NOT CONFESS.
Make them take it to court. Force the eccentric detective and his straight-laced police partner to take the stand and explain their methods to a jury of your peers. Have your lawyer look at the chain of custody on the evidence, especially if you believe it to have been handled by someone who has only bumbled into detective work through their natural charm and/or unique set of skills and outsider perspective that come in handy more often than they should.
Know your rights. Don't let eccentric detectives put you away.
Who are you and why do i follow you
do i really have to do this every time. you are a mindless ghoul. i own you. you dig my endless pit. BACK TO WORK
mentioned to someone that my transformations on the full moon have started lasting through the day (longest has been 66 consecutive hours). she was like “oh I’m so sorry that has to be so frustrating” which, I understand as a response, but also it’s not like I was getting anything done those days anyway lol. I end up doing what I normally would (sleeping) just in dog mode
this is also like, Weak Shit lmao. I talked to a guy on a forum who’s a wolf full time except for like four days around the new moon. he lives outside till he’s bipedal again then crashes at his brothers house. I asked if that’s like, safe and shit and he just said “absolutely not, but I’m really really good at being a wolf”
but. yeah jokes aside it Is inconvenient. just not a New inconvenience; like I said the exhaustion has always been the real killer. because like. obviously you don’t Get Sleep on those nights even if you turn back. still need to get formal accommodations for it for school; thankfully my professors this semester are chill (painting instructor last semester probably would’ve tried to get me to fuckin. hold the brush in my fangs or smth)
however!!!! my new doctor is like Actually Competent and gives a shit so I have meds. that might actually be Functional for once? wonder of wonders he listened to me when I said I don’t care about stopping physical transformations, I just wanted to regulate the risky behaviors. and the stuff he got me does that really well; also helps keep me feeling like. more “domesticated”? like I’m more adapted to human stuff even on a full turn. very very good bc now I don’t get half as stir crazy indoors and, more importantly, I’m way more cooperative with humans (especially people I know). so I’m safe to be around and my friends can just like. take me for a walk. genuinely a really good time. we played fetch last week and I have to confess: It was The Shit. maybe the most fun I’ve had in my life. ten thousand years werewolf joy and whimsy ‼️
(however bc physical transformation isn’t regulated at all anymore my dietary needs are weird again. really really miss chocolate and coffee but it’s a small price to pay for having an appetite again and kicking that god-awful insomnia from the old stuff)
malls are dying because they don't have blacksmith, apothecary, alehouse or peddler's
We must create dungeons that expand for miles under the earth and malls are the hub areas where warriors gather to venture deep beanth the surface for treasures yet discovered. It's the only way to save the economy.
👆It's is the only way to save the economy
i am banned from eating my herring inside. they make me eat it on the smoking area by the loading dock, under the theory that it already smells bad there. but it was raining today which was preventing my breakfast, so i was feeling sad and hungry and then i realized that there was a large cardboard box in the dumpster from a previous delivery. like a fridge sized box. so i fished it out of the dumpster, then tipped it on its side and had a nice little cardboard cave to watch the rain and eat my fish in. which was a great experience. very soothing. very zen. at least until the security guard from the day before stepped outside to smoke. then i tried hiding from him by crawling deeper in the box, which unfortunately did not work. instead he saw a sort of damp sniveling pale hairless creature eating fish in a box, and delivered the verbal killshot of "good morning, mr. smeagol." which is how my day was ruined before 8 am.
You know, as the concept of “zombifying fungi” becomes more and more popular, I notice it still referred to everywhere as like a “brain parasite.” So I guess a lot of people overlooked or forgot how in 2019 it was discovered that cordyceps and other similar fungal parasites leave the brain and nervous system completely untouched. They only control the muscles. They use chemical signals to make the muscles flex in real time where they want to go :)
It’s funny how many people are replying “but that’s worse!” like you didn’t know that’s exactly why I put a smiley
been plotting world domination lately... no, it doesn't have anything to do with the amulet
official amulet post
A strong, forceful gust, gone as suddenly as it arrived
hey what the fuck was that
messed up that you can literally be better and nicer in every way and the adventuring party will still be like "waaa its a shapeshifter waaaa the real whatstheirface would never say that" like ok maybe i am a picture perfect copy of your friend that i imprisoned beneath the earth and replaced when you werent looking. so what. maybe they were a cunt. maybe i thought youd appreciate an improved version of your friend. with awesome eldritch tendrils.
looks like i was googling some dark sorcerer shit last time i used my web browser
@evilwizard i presume this was your doing?
i was using a VPN (villain-possessed neighbor)
The Taoyuan Walker
taiwan is cool as fuck theyve got Free Playing here at the public park
how is there absolutely not a single sign of active human life in either of those pictures ?
as a photographer, it is important that i respect the anonymity of private citizens when pursuing my passion. to do this, i vaporize all organic life within a 2 block radius before taking a picture.
When people say things like "Behold the Accursed One!" that doesn't imply any ill intent on their part -- quite often it's meant as a neutral or even helpful statement. But the problem with this sort of language is that, however well-intentioned it may be, it foregrounds the curse at the expense of the person behind it; auguries have shown that this can have a priming effect that subtly reduces empathy. For that reason, experts today encourage people to use one-first language, such as "Behold the One who Bears the Curse," to better emphasize the dignity of the individual.
ah... your secret technique... in normal circumstances, such a bullet would have no effect on me, but you certainly knew that, my rival... and so, cleverly, you accelerated it with a gun
If I were an evil emperor in a fantasy world, I would have a an enormous aviary full of exotic birds that are exceptionally well cared for. They would be from a distant enough land that there would be very few people in my kingdom that knew much about them, they would be a friendly but not overly territorial species, and moderately intelligent. Like puffins. They would not, crucially, be able to imitate sounds and 'speak', but they would be very trainable and curious. Occasionally importing new birds for my aviary would be the Big Frivolous Indulgence that my political enemies make fun of.
I will also have a sorceror in my employ. When a hero or a renegade or a political rival is in a situation where I can safely kill them, they will instead be turned into a bird and added to my aviary. I would not brag about this; it would be a complete secret, known only to me and my sorceror. In situations where I capture multiple people working together, only one would go in the aviary;the others can be imprisoned or killed or whatever. If they escape and I reacquire them later, another one can go in the aviary. The point here is that nobody going in the aviary can safely assume that another bird in there is their teammate.
Because I would be trickling real birds in there, too. And I would train some of them to do 'intelligent' things like tap out prime numbers or scratch shapes into the dirt with their beaks. I would train some of them to pick at the locks and bars as if they were trying to escape. I would not train them all the same way, or train many of them at all.
Sometimes, a new bird goes into the aviary -- fellow revolutionary? Or just a bird? Is it trying to communicate to you that it's human, or just being friendly and imitating you because that's what smart friendly birds do? People would develop opinions and theories over time. They'd amass in a group of the smartest ones, pretty sure that they're closest four or five friends are humans, are using their invented little language of wing-flaps and trills with a human mind behind it... but can they ever really be sure?
Most people, when going into the aviary, would assume that all of the birds are captured enemies. So why are some of them hard to have ongoing communication with, to learn about, to plan with? Are these the natural communication barriers of someone in a bird body, or does being a bird make them stupider over time? Will that happen to them also?
Sometimes, if I capture a pair, I'll imprison them separately, then turn one into a bird and put them in the aviary at the same time as a real bird that's trained to have a couple of their partner's mannerisms.
When I interact with the birds, even in private, I won't secretly mock them or make clever veiled references to their past or act at all like I remember that they were once human. They are my birds, that I imported at great expense. And I've brought a treat for them; some fresh fruit, and another friend to share it with! A new bird!
Or is it?
Hey Derin what the fuck
