#d&d night

[foreshvdowing]

sword in my hair for d&d <333

[bat-in-the-machine]

why are you on tumblr while playing dnd? lock in

Sometimes there are pauses in games, and sometimes you have to wait for your entire party to curbstomp an entire fight before your next turn.

[sauronas]

"Is magical fire hotter than jet fuel?"

[sauronas]

Everybody kind of wants to fuck their DM, right?

[thethingaboutnapkinman]

D&D notes be like:

the magic sword wants us to investigate a serial killer

@lonely-space-ace looks silly with a goatee heehee

help it's again

I don't think I want to be alone

[winterassassin1987-95]

Some of my friends are super into Destroy All Humans. This was done live.

Krypto: you expecting me to beg Human?

Soviet spy: no I expect you to die

Pox: Krypto, look at my big Willy!

[bosspigeon]

Updated Raike sketch! Now with 28% more Cute and roughly 50% more Heaux

[ghostxofxartemis]

For your WIP ask, how about Foundations, D&D Night, and/or Kaidan's POV?

Thank you for asking! Okay, so regarding Foundations. It suppose to go in depth of Alexandra's first few days at Grissom Academy. It takes place after the fic "When Biotic Flares". Alex's biotic manifest during a game of chest with her father, her brother, and Traynor. This breaks John and Ashley's heart because they have to do the hard decision to register their daughter to GA to learn how to control them, since neither are biotics themselves. Alex has spend most of her life on the Normandy and at the apartment on The Citadel, she's been home schooled until then.

Foundations is her learning new ropes, learning to navigate a big school with so many unknowns and feeling abandoned. It's also where she meets her best friend, and later on boyfriend.

It's basically, a young girl trying to learn about who she is, and who she'll become. But it's also about to people who set the foundation for a strong loving relationship down the road.

Alexandra sat at one of the tables in Grissom Academy’s cafeteria. Her head rested on her hand while she poked her food around with her fork. Her hair fell forward, framing her face. It’d only been three days since the Normandy dropped her off. She'd been furious at her father. When her biotic abilities manifested just mere six days ago, he had said he still loved her, but instead he dropped her off here. In a school for "special kids" in the middle of space where she couldn't run away.

He never directly said "special kids," in fact he called it a prestige school for kids with high intellect, special talents - like biotics -, a school where they can focus on said talents. He was right of course, he always is, but she wasn't ready to admit that just yet. She had to play the part of being a furious daughter. It was hard when she's always been a daddy's girl. Not to say she wasn't close to her mother, they were extremely close, but she'd grown a special bond with her father.

Her mother had explained the same thing to her in extension that she wouldn't be all alone, Jack, a good friend of her father's, someone who Alex liked, would be there to look after her.

It was taking her some time to adjust to this new environment. She’d been so used to living in a frigate where she knew everyone, it was overwhelming to see so many new people. She missed being homeschooled.

She was deep in thought, completely unaware of her surroundings when she felt the air change slightly around her.

"Hey, is this seat taken?" A boy asked her.

She looked up to see a boy with beautiful forest green eyes looking at her. He had a wide grin on his face. His hair normally well groomed was mussed up.

She shook her head and he took the seat opposite of her, placing his tray on the table in front of him. He picked his apple and started playing around with it.

"You're new here aren't you? You're in my english class," he asked.

Alex nodded but said nothing.

"Where're you from?" He asked with a hint of English accent.

"Space."

D&D Night. So, while docked at The Citadel for shoreleave, Traynor finds an old D&D game and brings aboard the ship when they return from leave. Now, at this point, I think Alex is 15-16 ish, the family have their set routine while on the Normandy, and Thursday nights are game night (Friday Nights are movie night). So While John's packing away some extra rations because the kids are on board for summer vacation, Traynor tell him she found a D&D game. John's super excited because the last time he played, he was 12 ish, just before shit hits the fan for him and he ends up in the reds, and not willingly. I didn't get very far with it other than:

If there was one thing that Alexandra looked forward to the most, it was Summer Breaks from school. They weren't a typical summer break like her fellow colleagues experienced; the stay at home, summer camps, or going to the beach kind of summer. But it didn’t make her summer breaks any less interesting.

She normally spent about two to three weeks at home on the Citadel, where she spent a lot of her time with one of her best friends, Lauren, during those weeks. From time to time she’d spend a week at grandma Williams, however for the rest of the summer break, she found herself aboard on the Normandy. She may get summer vacations, but her parents didn’t.

Alex stood in the elevator car next her father, both carrying bags of provisions in their hands. She shifted on her feet, readjusting the bags in her hands.

“Do we really need this much food for three weeks?” She complained.

John quirked an eyebrow, “what’s the longest you’ve gone between meals?” he asked her, answering her question with a question.

Alex huffed, rolling her eyes.

The door opened and they stepped out and made their way to the galley in the mess.

“Hmmm, forty-five minutes? Maybe. I don’t know,” grunting, she hefted the bag onto the counter. Her stomach grumbled loudly. She searched in the bags until she found the box of protein bars, tore it open, and grabbed a bar. She grabbed her bottle of fermented tea, untwisted the cap, gulped down a fair amount of the tea as she sat down on the bench.

John chuckled, as he unpacked the provisions, storing them away, “My point is, we’re going to run out of fresh food before the end of the three weeks is up and have to use the military provisions the way you eat non-stop,” he said as he threw her one of the military provision packed packaged as point.

“Ow,” she flinched and grumbled, spilling a bit of her drink on her shirt as she got hit from the package. She pulled at the shirt to look at the damp spot, “awww.”

"Great, a quantum computer as a dungeon guild master.. what could possibly go wrong?" Joker snorts sarcastically.

Now, I have EDI still alive in this universe, cause I yeet canon and she was saveable, and at some point she interjects she wants to be the dungeon master. Everyone is silent for a moment and suddenly Joker, with his sarcastic witty humour, says:

"Great, a quantum computer as a dungeon guild master.. what could possibly go wrong?" Joker snorts sarcastically.

So there you have it. That's foundation and D&D. I do plan on finishing Foundations at some point, but I'm not sure about D&D. I just had Joker's voice in my head for a split second and I wrote that.