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Writers—I’m thinking especially of poets and novelists—have expertise. It lies in being able to capture a thought or a feeling, and to give it a clear and beautiful expression in language. That can bring us great satisfaction or comfort, when they give form to thoughts and feelings we also have, but for which we can only grope around clumsily in our own inner darkness. Their expertise does not lie in having especially informed thoughts, or feelings responsive to any particular facts; and a fallacious thought, or a feeling premised on a prejudice, is not made true or correct for being clear or beautiful, or for being shared between the author and the reader.

theweirdwideweb

What a time to have anxiety induced IBS. I can’t tell if I’m shitting because I’m scared or if I’m literally dying of the plague.

fainthum

I'm a little scared to admit that I'm not sure if there's another post in the entire kingdom of social media that I identify with more.

angelicguy

you’re on the beach passing by one of those airbrush t shirt kiosks that have a million unlicensed characters on them but you see one with your exact face and name on it and he won’t sell it to you

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tranxio

Part of the thing is that I do want to play an RPG, but my values and priorities seem so out of whack with those of all the other players I tend to meet, even when I otherwise like them a lot.

At drop-in D&D last week I tried to Diplomacy my way out of an encounter with werewolves, and one of the Chaotic Stupid party members kyboshed that hard because PCs are Good Guys and werewolves are Bad Guys and Good Guys get to murder Bad Guys and what don’t I get about that?

I’m not averse to violence in games but why is our shared fantasy supposed to be about glorifying it?

And when do I actually get to play the kind of game I want to play?

tranxio

Specifically, the party was attacked by three werewolves. I’m a 7th level cleric. I cast calm emotions, which pacifies all three werewolves and all but one of my party members for up to a minute or until someone is attacked or their ally is attacked. I offer to cast remove curse on the werewolves to make them mortal again (I can cast up to three spells of that level per day, so it’s perfect), but before they can respond, the initiative turns to the one party member not affected by calm emotions. He’s got it into his head that he wants to bare-handed decapitate one of the werewolves, and his attempt to do so terminates the spell for the werewolves (who counterattack, which terminates the spell for my party members). Combat continues and nothing I did had any effect except burn a spell slot.

My bone isn’t just with that player, obviously, but also with the DM. I know what it’s like to DM. There’s a lot of pressure to keep things rolling. And, frankly, from a DM’s perspective, he had either to squash my fun or squash the other player’s fun. I’m mad that it was mine!

fainthum

I had a similar thing. After a tough fight we kidnapped a cultist. The parties (we were working with a party of NPCs with similar goals) wanted to torture him, but I was an enchanter. "Hang on, guys. I got this." Charm person, I ply him for information, and since he thinks we're friends, we hatch a "plan" for him to escape the tavern the two parties are using as a base. It involves a costume, and him sneaking out the front door and everyone pretending they don't notice, and we'll be out of town before the spell wears off. Then the warlock stabs him, in broad daylight, for no reason. He maintains to this day that he did nothing wrong.

fanonical

my girlfriend wanted more than the amount of children you can adopt in skyrim so she taught herself how to mod it so that you could adopt them all, and uploaded it to a skyrim modding community so other likeminded player could utilize her code.

months later, an update was added to skyrim that was basically her code, verbatim, lifted directly from the mod, without credit or even permission. this made her so angry that she, at age seventeen, booked a flight to maryland, went to bethesda headquarters and demanded to see todd himself to yell at him.

of course, she was immediately denied this request and escorted out of the building because she was a scary six foot seventeen year old canadian lesbian who had flown all the way to yell at a man who probably had no idea her code was stolen, but she is still legitimately, 100% furious with him to this day

i fucking love her.

dorkery

FACE YOUR CRIMES, HOWARD

Wanting to talk to someone, but not wanting to reach out, or actually talk to anyone.

👌

probablybadrpgideas

Incredibly detailed medieval fantasy world for your party to explore in which the overarching villain is a villager with a gun

fainthum

Wasn't this the plot of Akira Korusawa's Yojimbo?

irlbogbody

I made a discord server for LGBT Indigenous people! It’s inclusive of Indigenous people from all around the world. If you would like to join, send a message or an ask and I’ll give you the link.

Even if you aren’t Indigenous, consider reblogging for any LGBT Indigenous followers you may have!