hate when I type :) and this 🙂 fucker appears. Go away you evil soul
Every time, it feels like the ultra instinct theme starts playing whenever I see that incorrigible grinning gremlin.
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Stranger Things
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Claire Keane
noise dept.
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Misplaced Lens Cap

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if i look back, i am lost
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
cherry valley forever
YOU ARE THE REASON

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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@procrafter
hate when I type :) and this 🙂 fucker appears. Go away you evil soul
Every time, it feels like the ultra instinct theme starts playing whenever I see that incorrigible grinning gremlin.
What do you mean “chat” is now referring to ChatGPT and not twitch chat? What? What? What the fuck? No?
When I address chat I am speaking to a presumed Greek chorus of real human people shitposting on their lunch break, not a machine that devours lakes to covert electricity into slop.
Chat, is this guy spitting fax or what?
Do you like Sally?
She's the GOAT of Merryweather tbh.
Warlock Patron: Odd Howard
Odd Howard was a great wizard who sought to become a god, but in his hubris he overreached himself; the worlds he created were incomplete and unstable, and ultimately collapsed in on themselves, trapping him beyond time and space. Now he offers his patronage to lesser reality-shapers in the hopes that one of them will discover the means of his escape.
Expanded Spell List
Odd Howard lets you choose from an expanded list of spells when you learn a warlock spell. The following spells are added to the warlock spell list for you.
1st: charm person, grease 2nd: enlarge/reduce, gust of wind 3rd: blink, slow 4th: confusion, freedom of movement 5th: animate objects, passwall
Hidden Geometries
Beginning at 1st level, your patron grants you secret knowledge of the geometries of worlds; armed with this understanding, there is no mountain you cannot climb. You gain proficiency in Athletics, and climbing and swimming do not cost extra movement for you.
Spatial Bewilderment
Starting at 6th level, your position in space becomes ambiguous. When you are targeted by a harmful effect, as a reaction you can cause that effect to be resolved as though you were standing anywhere within ten feet of your true position. This doesn’t cause attacks and spells that target a creature to miss you unless the chosen position is beyond their range, though you benefit from any cover the chosen position would enjoy. It does, however, exempt you from effects that target an area rather than a creature if the chosen position is outside the effect’s area. This feature does not actually cause you to move.
Once you use this feature, you can’t use it again until you finish a short or long rest.
Disquieting Confidence
Beginning at 10th level, your patron’s unnerving self-assurance begins to rub off on you. You are immune to the frightened condition, and when another creature tries to impose this condition on you, you can use your reaction to turn it back on them. The creature must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw against your warlock spell DC or be frightened by you until the end of its next turn. Creatures that are ordinarily immune to the frightened condition can be affected in this way.
Telluric Discord
Starting at 14th level, you can cause an object or creature’s very existence to become dissonant with the substance of the world. As an action, choose an object or creature of Huge size or smaller that you can see within 60 feet of you. The target is instantly hurled up to 120 feet in a direction of your choice. A creature targeted by this feature lands prone and receives damage as though it had fallen from that distance (hurling it straight up does not cause it to suffer damage twice); the creature may attempt a Wisdom saving throw versus your warlock spell save DC in order to halve both distance and damage. An object targeted by this feature inflicts the same damage to anything it strikes; striking a creature in this way requires a ranged attack roll.
Once you use this feature, you can’t use it again until you finish a long rest.
Pros of wearing a cloak all the time:
Looks cool
Nobody can steal your phone from your back pocket
Billows epically when you walk into the subway and there's a train there
Billows epically when there's wind
You look like a wizard
You feel like a wizard
I once had a pair of little kids come up to me and ask if I was a wizard
Doubles as a blanket if you get eepy
Put up the hood to look mysterious
Hood fits over headphones
Hood fits over big hoop earrings (I don't have these but it's still a bonus)
Perfect if your sleeves are too puffy to fit into your coat
Great for people who have sensory issues with sleeves
Great conversation starter
Great weekend project (if you sew it yourself, which is probably cheaper)
Really warm in the winter (if you use wool fabric)
Keeps the sun off in the summer (if you use a lighter fabric)
SO MUCH FREE SPACE FOR EMBROIDERY
There is a good chance it will boost your self-confidence
Pretty sure it'll do the same with your self-esteem
(Nothing in this life is certain, and anyone who tells you otherwise is trying to sell you something)
(I think that's how the quote went)
Fuzzy
Cons of wearing a cloak all the time:
none
I have been informed that Edna would be upset
How to be able to wear a cloak all the time:
The Human Urge to wear a cloak.
Shit man, this wizard war is fucked. I just saw a guy clap his hands together and say "the ten hells" or some similar shit, and every one around him turned inside out, had their tibia explode and then disappeared. The camera didn't even go onto him, that's how common shit like this is. My ass is casting frostbite and level 2 poison. I think I just heard "power word:scrunch" two groups over. I gotta get the fuck outta here.
Can someone explain to me why in the fuck the Wizarding Council just banned "Summon Greater Xylophone?!" How on Earth was that spell being used such that it was bannable?
This is actually a misinterpretation of their latest proclamation... They didn't ban Summon Greater Xylophone, they just reclassified it because the College of Bards kept sending complaints that a 'Greater Xylophone' is actually a 'Marimba'.
This proclamation basically just renamed the spell officially to Summon Marimba; and placed a limit on legal casting so that it cannot exceed 12 times the size of Summon Lesser Xylophone (now just Summon Xylophone).
“The old magic persists thanks to it’s unfathomable power.”
No, the old magic persists because the new magic can’t run the legacy spells I need to do my job, and keeps trying to install spirits I don’t want or need onto my orb.
What distro are you running on your orb, though?
Or are you using Wizdows?
Personal gold stars
Bothers me when the distinction between Witch and Wizard is drawn according to gender. The Witch/Wizard distinction is one of class. Wizards live in towers and have cursed artifacts. Witches live in shacks and have crooked teeth.
I'm more of the mind that a wizard is the one that has a cool staff and does a lot of reading, a witch is like a shady magic doctor without a licence.
Alright it makes sense now. I understand what I am doing
You might be the only one that does?
I’m making the horse go
He's making the horse go, obviously.
fun things to slip into conversation include
“i’m kinda fucking w/ the fourth wall here but-”
“I’m only saying this for foreshadowing purposes”
“this’ll make more sense when you meet your nemesis but-”
“shit that’s not in the script”
“i thought we cancelled this story arc”
“Probably gonna rewrite this later so-”
“oof that’ll hit the ratings”
“that’s not gonna make it past the censors”
“i’m still amazed this project got greenlit”
“in this political climate???”
Crazy how 6 years later, the quirky inserts just became mainstream vernacular. Aint that right, chat?
reality jumped the shark so bad the whole writer’s room got fired and now we’re all meta-aware
been having health issues, in a foul mood, I DEMAND YOU TELL ME A STORY whilst i languish in bed like a sickly victorian lord wasting away from consumption (as my stoic but broad-shouldered valet gently wipes the sweat from my trembling brow)
My Lord, I have a story for you to ponder, and it is one of my best.
Once upon a time, in a kingdom that was not enormously large, nor very small, there lived a sad and lonely princess.
She was not sad because she was lonely, as one might believe, but rather she was lonely because she was sad. All of her ladies in waiting would chitter and pace at her bedside, urging her to rise, to dress in some of her many fancy adornments, and leave her tower to go and dance in the great hall with them, but the princess always declined.
Soon, they stopped asking.
For years, people lost their will to bother her. She was alone in her tower, and as the months passed her loneliness grew until she could do nothing else but stare out of her decorated window and sigh wistfully out it at the common people below.
But dear lord, this is not a sad tale, I promise it.
For in this kingdom there lived a strange and magical creature. Members of this kingdom might not know what it was called, or where he was from, but the magical creature had a name, and his name was Ricodimous.
Ricodimous had a face like a mouse, eyes cunning and dark, and a shell by which he rolled himself into, in case the world got too much, too loud.
One day, Ricodimous was puttering through the market when he heard the most wistful sigh he had ever heard in his entire life. He looked about, questioning, but saw nothing until he rolled back onto his shell and gazed up, up high until he could see a window over the market square, where the saddest and loneliest princess of all sat on her window seat.
"Hello Princess!" He called. And even though the distance between them was great, Ricodimous was a magical creature, and the Princess heard him perfectly.
She gazed down at the wondrous little creature Ricodimous was, and sighed again.
"Hello Ser," she greeted politely. "You should roll along, for I am not of the finest stock for company."
Ricodimous tilted his head.
"You look to me to be the finest stock of anything," he replied. "Why do you believe not?"
The princess simply shrugged.
Ricodimous pondered for a moment. As a magical creature, his guesses on the ailment of princesses were often correct.
"Your heart is aching," he declared. "But you are too shy to say it."
The princess raised an eyebrow in surprise. "You assume much, Ser."
"I assume enough. Pray, would you come down from your tower, and we shall play a game."
The princess could not deny that she had longed to play a game for a time, even if it was with a mouse like creature.
For the first time in years, the Princess dressed herself in her finest silks, and exited her tower with a flourish. Dressed in deep blues and greens, she at last came down to the marketplace and met Ricodimous by the gardens entrance.
The game they played my lord, is one similar to Croquet. I will admit my lord, that this is a game I myself have never played, so you must use your imagination with my storytelling, and simply believe that while you know the rules, so do I.
And so the Princess and Ricodimous played their game, over the course of which the Princess found herself more and more joyous. She indulged in a full commitment of the sport, soiling her finest clothes all so she could kneel in the mud and get a better angle.
Even more scandalously, the Princess was referred to by her royal title less and less, which tends to happen when one is losing a game so terribly he must roll up into his shell and rock back and forth from frustration. So over the day the Princess was called more and more by her name, Ashley, and Ricodimous was simply called Ric.
But the sun was soon to set, and all stories, no matter how brief must end.
At the end of their game there was only one true winner, and Ashley wiped her royal brow and shoot Rics paw, smiling in victory. The magical creature was not disappointed, for he promised to never give up, and that he would return the next day for a rematch.
Princess Ashley was surprised.
"You mean that you'll come back?" She asked, and she realized how excited she was at the prospect.
"Of course I will!" Ric replied. "I would never run around and desert you."
And with that, Ric rolled away.
Pukicho marketplace! I got a synth 2 sell!! The OB6! DM if u want it!!
Sounds quite edible :)
No
not even a little nibble?
Money first
There's gotta be free samples, man.
Here's your free sample. I used the OB6 for the bass and pads for this track! Good for 80's
Your free samples are better than 90% of the music on my phone.
That's just how we play here at Pukicho marketplace
Mmmmmm, tastes like 1985.
I love indie games. Thank you for not costing 70 dollars. I love you.
No one hears a word they say.
Has the memory gone? Are you feelin' numb?
Not a word they say.
But a voiceless crowd isn't backin' down-
When the air turns red
With a loaded hesitation.
Can you say my name?
Has the memory gone? Are you feelin' numb?
Have we all become invisible...?