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we’ll meet again in another life
everybody: hugh, bring your big ass muscles over here and punch this guy on screen hugh jackman, quietly: i just want to sing
CAPTCHA 1: check this box
CAPTCHA 2: select all the rivers
CAPTCHA 3: which of these tiny pictures has an apple in it
CAPTCHA 4: can you find where you went wrong in your life
CAPTCHA 5: select the reasons why my wife left me
This is literally the most bomb-ass D&D story I’ve ever read in my life oh my god.
Holy shit ._.
Some RP sessions have better stories than actual fiction. I mean, goddamn.
For those having trouble reading the text:
We had a campaign in D&D where we assembled a steampunk-ish time machine. After many sessions travelling through time, uncovering mysteries and learning harsh lessons about changing history, we had to stop a time-travelling cult from destroying the gods, and therefore the world. We failed.
Our machine crashed, we were stranded earlier than we had ever been able to travel. We found the Gods, but only a few of them were present - it was as if some had never existed. Then we realised - we had to become those Gods. Our party was entirely divine (Cleric, Paladin, Avenger, Invoker), and each of us was a worshipper of a god who had been unmade - and we were the only people in existence with enough knowledge of the forgotten deities to assume their roles.
But two of the players were worshippers of Io (in his twin forms of Tiamat and Bahamut, who would of course form later after Io’s ‘death’), and only one could become Io. The other would have to be the un-created Asmodeus.
So the most just, honourable and dedicated Lawful Good paladin I’ve ever seen roleplayed became the god of tyranny and evil. If he hadn’t, the gods would never have defeated the primordials, and the world would never have been completed.
In our setting, Asmodeus is every bit the epitome of evil you would expect him to be. Nobody but the gods who abide his presence know him as otherwise. He adheres to his role because he knows he has to - and that in doing so, the world can exist. He can never tell anyone his duty, and no-one who knows can ever discuss it.
In the farthest recesses of the Nine Hells, in a chamber sealed tighter than any other in existence is a pocketwatch of finest gnome craft with a photo of his family in it - his wife, son, and little baby girl.
They were killed by an orc army marching under the orders and banner of Asmodeus. Their deaths are what drove him to become an adventurer.
@spudenfinkle
I could’ve sworn I reblogged this before, but it’s so moving…
I don't even play D&D and I believe this
This is potentially life saving information everyone should know.
No you guys this post helped me find my cat. He was missing for almost a month and I’ve had him for over 12 years. After seeing this I put his favorite blanket he always slept on outside hoping he would smell mine or his scent and he was back the next fucking day asleep on it.
When my cat got out, we called and called for him, and then, later that night, I remembered similar advice to this, and so put his little scratching pad, which he adores, on the front porch. Not even half an hour later, I heard a thump, opened the door, and there was his big butt, meowing at me.
Important and vital
I don’t care that I reblogged this today I’m reblogging it again
awwwww babies ;_; i hope everyone’s pets come home safe.
Look at my stupid cat
*see the flower*
*smell the flower*
*taste the flower*
*blep*
Who needs expensive equipment, when you have good friends
Beware of 'work-life balance tests.'
Are you willing to work weekends? Holidays? Through the birth of your child? Until you collapse?
It’s the hot new thing in job interviews: Testing whether candidates are willing to sacrifice everything — their home lives, their families, their health — for the good of their company.
The Muse recently wrote that we should be aware of “work-life balance ‘tests'” during interviews, highlighting the chief executive of Barstool Sports, Erika Nardini, who reportedly texts job applicants interviewing with the company on weekends. Nardini said she does this “just to see how fast you’ll respond,” in an interview with The New York Times. She expects to be contacted back “within three hours,” she elaborated. “It’s not that I’m going to bug you all weekend if you work for me, but I want you to be responsive. I think about work all the time,” Nardini said. “Other people don’t have to be working all the time, but I want people who are also always thinking.”
It was also reported recently that Vena Solutions CEO Don Mal asks candidates if they’d “leave [their] family at Disneyland to do something that was really important for the company?” He expects them to say yes.
dont say nothin just reblog if she looks like who you know we all think she looks like
I FUCKIN HATE/LOVE THIS
Teen Titans #8
Beast boy you con artist
the caption reads: “I’m trying to give him positive role models”
Have YOU hopped out of bed? Is YOUR swag on?
Most importantly, have you looked in the mirror & said wassup?
If not, you may have mesothelioma and may be entitled to a cash compensation.
JET FUEL CAN’T MELT DANK MEMES
OOH MY GOD, IM GLAD I READ THIS
i hate this
*customers walk in* Me: God get a fucking life and stay out of my business