“The Weary Death”, 1915. By Pavel Karlovich Wenig
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“The Weary Death”, 1915. By Pavel Karlovich Wenig
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how to commit to the bit properly
#pretty much what he said (insp.)
DS9 Textposts pt 111-???
Tuvok in Star Trek: Voyager (1995–2001) 4.05 "Revulsion"
Lily: “See ya around, Ahab.”
Picard: “…And he piled upon the whales white hump; a sum of all the rage and hate. If his chest had been a cannon, he would have shot his heart upon it.”
Lily: “What?”
Picard: “Moby Dick.”
Lily: “Actually, I never read it.”
Minwaadizi Corbeau, a gunslinger, a protector, for hire for those who can pay, but especially for those that can’t. A timelapse
do it scared all you want but whatever you do, dont do it hungry
it takes years to develop your craft. do not romanticize the idea of an ‘overnight success’. be a student. grow organically. get really good. hate your work. start over. find new ways to express the same ideas. the student becomes the master. your time will come.
Minwaadizi Corbeau, a gunslinger, a protector, for hire for those who can pay, but especially for those that can’t.
I’ve started playing dnd again and the campaign I’m in has the pitch that we all must be characters from written works. The plot is we got thrown out of our own stories and must find our way back.
I am Hamlet, a warlock who made a pact with his Dad’s ghost (it’s absolutely his Dad’s ghost, he wasn’t tricked at all, ignore the fiend patron type) to get revenge on his Uncle. But this post isn’t about him.
Because our cleric, the one entrusted with keeping the party full of heals, the only person with healing magic, is House MD.
“Wait Iz!” You cry. “House MD is a television show, not written fiction.” You’d be correct. Which is why our cleric House is not from the television show.
He’s from a fan fiction.
It’s as funny as it sounds.
OP of this collection got deleted but the other one i reblogged made me remember this so i must spread the word
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