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[bipolyjack]

commission for @stonewashedearthtones of his drow warlock assassin (he and his crossbow are both named The Malediction, which is possibly my favorite thing ever). thanks for letting me draw ur boi alex

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[holyufos]

i’m sick and applying to grad school and i don’t have a dog anymore BUT i do now own Bards Dispense Profanity and y’all should come over and play it with me 

[cyoadventurer]

The death of a parent, sibling, or other loved one is a very common, easy way to give your character a defining moment or a driving goal or both. Silly and goofy motives are common too (e.g. a character whos driving quest is to seduce as many chiseled, muscular orcs as possible), but not every group/game/story has the right tone for that. What are some suggestions for other defining moments that are more wholesome, but still fairly serious?

Thanks so much for this great question! We discussed it in this week’s episode so be sure to check it out.

Our next topic will be populating your backstory (people in your character’s past who influenced them - parents, siblings, friends, enemies, mentors) so send us your questions about that too.

- kp

[bipolyjack]

#15 for Flechette and Ember because no one has ever played with Flechette’s hair before.

yo this is cute as hell

“Now, crossthe first strand over the first, along with the additional strand youjust picked up from the scalp,” said the chipper voice of the elfstylist in Ember's AR. Ember kept one eye half-focused on the littlewindow in the corner of their vision, watching the elf's slenderfingers weave the brilliant purple strands of a plump, pleasant-facedhuman's hair together with no apparent effort. Ember, meanwhile, hadalready run out of fingers and there was a lot of loose strands ofFlechette's hair left.

“How are yousupposed to hold on to all of it?” Ember muttered, juggling some ofthe strands to their other hand and losing several stray hairs in theprocess. The meager progress they'd made down the right side ofFlechette's scalp was mediocre at best. Blinking to pause the video,Ember combed Flechette's hair loose again, enjoying the silky textureenough to forget their frustration for a second. “Hang on, lemmefind a better tutorial. This one's too fragging complicated.”

They could tellFlechette was smiling, though she dutifully refrained from turningaround. “I thought it was supposed to be a simple process.”

“I, uh, mightapicked a hard one by accident. Gimme a sec.” Ember flicked througha few thumbnails in their AR window and selected one with no verbalinstructions, but simply a pair of hands and a mannequin head. Eachstrand that the disembodied hands picked up briefly glowed as itcrossed under or over the others, and Ember blink-paused after eachstep, trying to mimic the exact configuration of hair and fingers andwhen to transfer strands to different hands. This time they made itall the way to the end of Flechette's short hair and found themselfwith a new dilemma. “Fletch? The chick in the vid just used like arubber band or something to keep it all together at the end. Do you,like, have one of those? Or two? I think I need two.”

“Oh –elastic bands, I bet. Hang on.” Flechette slumped abruptly backagainst Ember, who leaned their shoulder into her back to keep herupright rather than letting go of the (admittedly loose and uneven)braid they'd finally achieved. The two of them were sitting on thefloor of Flechette's living room, ignoring the couch in favor of theplush carpet.

Flechette satforward a few moments later. “I ordered some. They should be hereinside of ten minutes.”

“Oh my god, Ihave to hold all this hair for ten minutes?”

“Listen,Ember, if I didn't have a corp-exec-level Ultra-Prime Eco membership,you would be holding my hair for ten days to two weeks. Also, youdon't have to keep holding my hair.”

“Are youkidding? Look – look at this masterpiece.” Ember got the haircondensed into one bundle and used their free hand to draw a box inthe air and send a picture to Flechette over the Matrix. “Look atthat. I can't let go of it now.”

Flechette'sshoulders rose a little as she visibly bit back a laugh. “Are youonly doing the one side of my head?”

“Can't do theother side while I'm still holding onto this side. So I gotta holdonto this side until the elastic bands get here. How come you don'thave any, by the way?”

“Do you see mepulling my hair back often?”

True. Untilrecently, Ember had only seen Flechette with her hair slickedstraight back off her forehead, lying flat to the nape of her neck,almost helmet-like. When she came out of the bathroom after a shower,it hung forward along her cheekbones, which was cute. “Has anyonedone it for you before? Your hair.”

“No, and I betno one's done yours either.”

Also true. Thatwas a dumb question.

Ember leanedforward and rested their chin on Flechette's shoulder. “Hey, pullup that vid, the one with the – yeah. I think it's about sixminutes long.”

Four minuteslater, Flechette received the AR alert and stood carefully, Emberholding doggedly on to her hair, and shuffled to the front door ofher apartment to collect the little box from the Eco drone outside.She cut through the tape with a fingernail and tore the plasticpacket open, passing a new, unstretched elastic over her shoulder toEmber. It took them a try or two to get the hang of stretching itaround their fingers and Flechette's hair at the same time, but theystruggled along until they had two little uneven pigtails at the endof a pair of lopsided French braids and sent another picture toFlechette. “That look okay?”

“Wow, you didit.” She turned around finally, grinning, hands patting at theslightly lumpy braids. “I'm going to go look in the mirror. Beright back.”

Ember beamed,watching her go. Hopefully they'd get a bunch more chances topractice.

[bipolyjack]

inktober day 23 - the intergalactic family

cheated and did it digitally bc the colors are too vibrant in starbound to ignore

from left to right: malin, pêch, nereus, sig, om, safua, and snack

[bipolyjack]

you're not strong so you, you can hurt her so badly you don't mean to, hurting her is too maddening when you do it's a war in your head what you mean to say isn't always what's said take a deep breath as soon as you let go

- hideaway, passion pit (elohim cover)

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[bipolyjack]

I ran my first ever one-off, Guard This Door, for @darkmoontrigon and @stonewashedearthtones earlier this week! They made a dragonborn phoenix sorcerer (from Unearthed Arcana) named Axan and a gnome swindler/treasure hunter called Maximillian Wonderstone, or as his mother named him, Gerald. Thanks for playing babes

[bipolyjack]

@stonewashedearthtones​ i keep drawin ur girl bc shes hot and im gay

(also i totally get why ari thought she was just covered in blood for a sec)