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my wizardgirl keeps mage regressing during the big boss fight, throwing out level 1 Ice Bolt and giggling like we're supposed to find it cute. I know this bitch can do a level 12 modified Frosthammer Vortex. It's not even hard for her. But the Wyvern Queen, who we're supposed to be killing, keeps going "Wow, that was a really big spell for you! good job giving me -1 speed! You're soooo powerful!" and my fuckass mage is beaming at her with those big wet eyes. I don't care if you get "level dysphoria" from your gigantic big-girl mana pool I'm about to die out here
what is it they put in the hardware store to make it smell so good
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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.
Youre always so kind and gentle with me olive garden
sleep is stolen time. don't let them take it from you anymore. tonight. we are staying up. til one billion o clock.
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.
the joy of working with middle school aged children is that, regardless of how long you've been doing it, they will always find novel ways to annoy and confuse you, which is okay because that's the natural state of the middle school aged child. anyway suffice it to say that for the past three weeks of school my 6th grade class has been greeting me at my door by lining up outside of it, playing the national anthem, and saluting me as i walk in.
What they're doing to you:
a pigeongirl detective would say something like "hmm... i've got my suspigeons"
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ok I endured it. now what!!!!!!!!!
i made myself a bumper sticker
do u have the image u used for this i want to buy a bumper sticker with that image very badly
you know what? sure! everyone put neru higurashi on your car
why is nobody talking about how its halloween tomorrow