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Archie, The Dungeon Merchant
A player asked me a good question today about if there’s a wandering Dungeon Merchant; they were kind of trapped deep in a serious dungeon and didn’t exactly have a way of accessing potions.
Well, I -do- have one. He’s a Beholder with a cowboy hat and a country accent.
His full name is Archidaeluxamadiozyphianmorchachlelarus. Or Archie for short.
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THANK YOU
I love this one personally.
How the Geneva Drive (the mechanical step that makes the second hand on a clock work by turning constant rotation into intermittent motion) works.
Oh snap!
As an engineer, this makes me happy.
If only one loop of this gif were equal to one second…
easy peasy
watching this while listening to a clock ticking is the best decision i have ever made
Man this is rather fascinating.
I’m so mad because this worked
help me roger
Reblogging myself because
Originally posted by gifs-for-the-masses
Reblogging myself because… what was that? Five minutes?
O_O
………my friend has made me curious
help me roger
Update: after I reblogged this someone messaged me offering me tickets to the sold out Hausu screening with a Q&A and autograph session with the director
let’s do it, roger
Roger helppppp
I need you Roger!
GUYS I FOUND 100 BUCKS IN MY CAR TODAY DON’T DOUBT ROGER
I’M COUNTING ON YOU, ROGER.
Help me Roger :( I really really need something good
…wouldn’t hurt to try, eh?
My primary joys as DM:
Players going “woah, cool” to settings I designed
Players getting attached to NPCs I designed
Players roleplaying in-character arguments OR bonding moments
Absolutely, all of these, co-signed.
Any time the players take the game and run with it while I sit back and watch them rp amongst the selves or with me as an npc, no mechanics just a narrative moment we’re all keeping alive.
I’ve been holding on to this for a while. In… September? I was having a Really Bad Time. So I ended up making this comic to sort of… sort through some stuff. It really helped.
I hope maybe it can resonate with other people, too.
Reblogs would be very appreciated, so more people can see it <3
@wearehealer
Happiness Will Come To You.
when tho
When You Least Expect It. Probably Late March
reblog for happiness to come for you in late march!
I reblogged this last year and I hung out with blink-182 backstage on March 30. Reblogging again because it worked the first time.
honestly, last year one of the best days of my life happened in late March
Really looking for some good news by late March so here goes nothing.
a new print for ECCC! i’ve been meaning to do an olivier pin-up for an extremely long time now
follow me on twitter @/alexisparade!
A painting of my clumsy Firbolg Paladin Onore!! She’s great with a shield but sucks at stealth….
"This was never right," for whoever comes to mind! c:
Thank you <3 I went with the obvious choice and wrote this with Illa and Atton
cw: alcohol
Illa foundthe air aboard the Ebon Hawk strangely cool after being exposed to bonfires onthe fields of Dantooine. The people of Khoonda celebrated their victory overthe mercenaries with festivities out in the open and they insisted the Exilewould join them along with her crew. However no one could truly foresee how farthe settlers could go when it came to drinking, and while Illa was immune totoxins, her friends did not have such a benefit.
‘This isunns… unness… I don’t need this,’ Atton said, holding on to the Exile’sshoulder as she supported him up the ship’s ramp.
‘Well, Iwill need you with a clear head tomorrow,’ Illa replied and tightened her holdaround the scoundrel’s waist when he stumbled slightly at the edge of the ramp.‘I would prefer if my pilot didn’t fly hungover.’
Attonscoffed. ‘I can fly just finehungover,’ he sounded offended.
‘Oh? Is itfun?’
‘Nope.’
Illa couldn’thelp but chuckle at that and a second later she heard Atton laugh back at her.She couldn’t recall the last time she heard him laugh with such honesty. Sheguided him to the nearest bunk as her nostrils filled with the scent ofleather, smoke and juma juice.
‘All yours,’she said as she freed herself from the scoundrel’s hold and stepped away fromhim. For a split second she saw his hand reach out for the spot where she stoodjust a moment ago, only to grab the empty air. His face reflected nothing butdisappointment until he looked around and found Illa standing a few steps awayfrom him. Then he laughed again, this time at himself, bitterly. He clumsilyremoved his jacket and threw it at the ground in frustration. He sighed whenlooked at his shoes.
The pilottook a step closer to the bunk and leaned against it while he tried to kick hisshoes off. Just as one of them came off, he slipped and fell on the bed, hittinghis head against the top of the bunk. Illa sprung to his aid. She knelt on thebed and reached behind Atton’s head, already entering the healing trance. Hegroaned, blinking at her, slowly realizing her closeness. The scoundrel losthimself in her eyes for a moment, then his gaze wandered to the Exile’s lips.He pushed himself up, trying to close the distance between them, but Illapulled away from him.
‘No, Atton,this… this isn’t right,’ she stood up from the bed, tracing her lips with herfingers, right where the pilot’s breath touched her.
‘Yeah… you’reright,’ Atton let out a resigned sigh. ‘This was never right,’ he curled up onthe bed, with one shoe still on his foot. Illa sat down next to him, trying tohelp him with it.
‘No, that’snot what I…’ she dragged off the shoe and dropped it beside the bed. ‘Maybe youshould ask me again when you’re not completely drunk,’ she said ignoring theheat rising in her cheeks.
‘I am notcompleeetely drunk,’ Atton corrected her with a hazy but smug grin thatdisappeared a moment later. ‘Still, it… it wouldn’t be right,’ he shook hishead.
Illawatched the pilot for a few seconds. She couldn’t help but sense… pain behindthose words. ‘Why do you say that?’ she asked cautiously.
‘Because…you’re an angel,’ his reply was breathless… adoring even. Suddenly the Exilefelt she couldn’t stand his gaze.
‘I’m… no, I’mnot,’ Illa looked at her hands, her heart sinking at the sight of imaginaryblood. ‘I’m really not.’
‘You are tome.’
Illa lookedback at the pilot. She shook her head as she smiled at him.
‘That’sjust the juma juice talking, isn’t it?’
‘Maybe,’Atton chuckled. ‘But it doesn’t matter. You’re an angel and I’m…’ he stoppedhimself and turned his gaze away from her in shame. ‘I’m… lying to you. That’swhy you like me.’
The Exilefurrowed her brows. ‘I… I doubt that’s the case.’
The pilotscoffed bitterly at her. ‘If you knew the truth, you would hate me. Nothing todoubt about that.’
‘Well,’Illa let out an exhausted laugh, ‘maybe when you’re not completely drunk, wecan talk about it.’
‘I’m not…’Atton blinked at her with heavy eyelids.
‘I know,’the Exile stood up. ‘Rest it out, Atton. You deserve it.’
Thescoundrel groaned defiantly as he watched Illa leave him alone with his painfuland drowsy thoughts.
My explanation on why the Republic wasn’t conquered by the start of KotOR 2 if you went with a ds!Revan
Some real dungeon master moods going on tonight y’all
@argentumindustries
People are mostly buried in suits and gowns. Therefore a zombie apocalypse can become a formal event.
All Star but it’s in a minor key so it makes you question life and realize the years start comin and they don’t stop comin
aka, the theme song to Shrek 9: Shrek’s Third Divorce
FEATURING THE AMAZING @allicatttx
i need a full version of this pls
GM: "Do you have something to write with?" Me: "No but I have blood."
Saying things that your parents used to say isn’t you becoming them, it’s finally understanding why they said it.
“I start picking up and disarming the squirrels.”
— Our Oddly Pacifistic Fighter
