We need to be gay. What We Do In The Shadows, S04E05

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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We need to be gay. What We Do In The Shadows, S04E05
The original pride flag and the sewing machine it was sewn on
If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading
I have to be on so many virtual sessions and meetings this week. what if I walked into the woods instead
What if 👀
I like coming up with fun titles for my larp plots (as opposed to barely trying to title fics if I do at all). Sometimes it goes well, like naming the one for a holy day party involving honor combat to the death for a goddess of war "It's My Party, I'll Die if I Want To" or one where orcs are coming seeking revenge "Suffer the Orcsequences." Other times, it falls a little flat, and I'm sad, like my current struggles. I feel like "Temple Run 2: Radiant Boogaloo" for the plot of the followers Radiance returning to their secret temple is obvious, and I have absolutely nothing for the follow up consequences of the same, where they are being hunted by Mana Beasts because of their means of travel to said secret temple.
Nothing like feeling like shit and trying to figure out how to translate your vision into a plot outline for larp:
It's essentially a political meet and greet that quickly turnz into this scene from Clue or this song. But I can't just link those things because we don't have the bandwidth to play them at site, and I have no guarantee the cast will know them so I can't just write "attempt to reinact that scene from Clue while players try to intervene."
I guess this is the creative part of a creative writing hobby...or is it the writing part?
Tracking my bruises from Larp (not normally a thing I do, but I had a picnic table dematerialize beneath me and met the rocky ground pretty hard so I'm making sure nothing weird's going on) and one of them has formed a full rainbow of colors now. But the weird part is that it's a near perfect fucking square, which makes 0 sense and tells me that the cartoonish way the table collapsed was only the first of several signs the whole event wasn't real.
Update, as it has healed it has become more round. And now looks a bit like a bite mark, which I know it was not. So that's fun...
Tracking my bruises from Larp (not normally a thing I do, but I had a picnic table dematerialize beneath me and met the rocky ground pretty hard so I'm making sure nothing weird's going on) and one of them has formed a full rainbow of colors now. But the weird part is that it's a near perfect fucking square, which makes 0 sense and tells me that the cartoonish way the table collapsed was only the first of several signs the whole event wasn't real.
How cool is it when you get a friend into LARP?
I love dragging new people into this hobby!!!!!!!!!!
It's extremely cool!!!!!!!!!!
Sometimes I look at my larp prep and wonder if I am, too ambitious. Especially knowing my tendency to procrastinate. But I have never (that I can recall) not gotten everything done. So clearly I am not.
Hubris will be my downfall, I just don't know when.
Behold! Hubris scones.
Sometimes I look at my larp prep and wonder if I am, too ambitious. Especially knowing my tendency to procrastinate. But I have never (that I can recall) not gotten everything done. So clearly I am not.
Hubris will be my downfall, I just don't know when.
i guess you could say vanessa is in a new york state of mind
Well, I finally broke my streak of not talking to Galsariad. Nev could no longer contain it while he was throwing a tantrum and said "I'm going to hold your hand, metaphorically, when I say this: get a goddamn grip before you get someone killed."
DELETE THIS POST
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME
*clicks play in morbid curiosity*
*hammers reblog button*
I think I find this post every April Fools Day and I am so happy that I do
I don’t know how I forget about this every year but I love it
I love having a client claim that not only am I secretly in league with her landlord, but also a minion of Satan himself.
So, does that make me the mythical Devil's Advocate?
The Ides of March, coming soon to a coliseum near you. Knives not included.
🔪🔪🔪
Free knives!!! Take one on your way down the dash!
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I am having such a weird feeling because on the one hand I had a great 30th birthday with one of my best friends and their wife and their puppy, and their sister joined us for dinner and I count her as a friend too after almost 10 years of friendship with Sam, and I honestly don't think I could have asked for better. And I got many birthday texts/messages/facebook posts from important people in my life.
But my mother and my big sister weren't among them. My sister texted memes and complaints about her doctor's appointment and realizing part way through that she didn't have an ingredient for dinner, all to the family group chat. My mother responded. I reacted. And yet...not a word, not even a post to my facebook wall, even though I know they're both constantly on it and would have gotten a reminder.
I have a chosen family whom I love, and a Dad and a niece who mean the world. Why isn't that enough? Why does it still hurt enough to have me crying in the shower at the end of an otherwise incredible day that's been part of a wonderful week, that they don't love me? Why have I never been worth their time and even minimal effort?