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deadmomjokes

So my husband is back on his medieval warfare and tactics special interest lately, and he was telling me about how so many battles were lost because the knights would just disobey orders and break ranks because they got too excited and just went full Leroy Jenkins. Prey drive switches on and they see somebody running and they just blank out and go.

Which seemed really dumb to me, like people couldn’t be that stupid, until I got walloped in the face by a memory from freshman year of college.

It’s almost 10pm in the dead of winter right before Finals, I’m out at college in a high altitude desert in the biggest city I’ve ever been in during my life. My dorm is on the second floor of one of the newest buildings, which are still surrounded by construction zones for the other new buildings going up. Just past the construction zones is one of the city’s major roads. There is still snow on the ground outside, the sidewalks are ice and rock salt, and the parking lot is a slush pile. (All of this is relevant in a minute I swear, stay with me here.)

We get a knock at the door. One of my roomies answers it. There’s 2 creepy looking muscle dudes asking for another roommate, E. E is creeped out and doesn’t want to go see them, but they won’t leave, insisting they see her and talk to her out in the hall. My spider senses are tingling, the social anxiety override kicks in, and I go full Mom Friend and ask them who they are and how they know her. And dudes just take off for the stairwell.

And I took off after them.

I need y’all to understand that I was an asthmatic at altitude in a mountain city in winter at night in shorts and a t-shirt and no shoes whatsoever, and I somehow made it down two flights of stairs, out the door, down the sidewalk, across a construction zone, across the parking lot, and halfway to the road screaming at two beardy dudebros twice my size to “get back here you little creeps”, all before I had consciously realized that I had left my apartment. Something about watching two creepy guys run for it triggered something in me, some latent instinct to Search and Destroy. Like Fight or Flight but I wasn’t the one being threatened, they were the ones doing the Flight, and I had this deep, ferocious need to FIGHT.

I full on blanked out, y’all. I literally have no memory of getting down the stairs or across the parking lot or anything at all until I was watching the headlights on the road thinking “wait, where are my shoes?” It’s a little black hole. I was in the apartment, they took off running, and then bam, there I was. It was like an out of body experience, I was hearing myself shout at them and thinking “I sound like such an idiot right now omg,” and then I realized What I Had Done.

Not only was it stupid, it was super dangerous. Even aside from all the environmental dangers, if they were some kind of kidnappers they could totally have snatched me. And yet there I was, barefoot in the snow and road salt with no phone, no inhaler, and I was still hollering after them like a dog on a chain when one of my roommates came down in boots and a coat to drag me back inside.

And honestly? I’m still miffed I never caught the guys. That was my takeaway from that incident.

So yes, I believe it now. People are so unbelievably dumb and the prey drive instinct is absolutely real.

akavincent

@shizonrhu

wearecowboy

@we-are-knight

Thoughts? I have had a few experiences like this before, and you seem the type to enjoy this story.

jeanjauthor

DO NOT MAIL IN YOUR BALLOTS ANYMORE.

TAKE THEM TO A LEGITIMATE DROPBOX,

OR TAKE THEM TO THE BALLOT OFFICE.

lauraannegilman

Several states have ruled that, even if they’re postmarked by election day, they won’t count votes that come in afterward (yes, this is voter suppression. No, we don’t have time fight it by election day)

If you’re voting by mail, TAKE THEM TO THE BALLOT OFFICE OR A LEGITIMATE DROPBOX!

imfemalewarrior

Psa

-FemaleWarrior

filibusterfrog

handy-dandy guide to undead druids. do not approach in the wild unless you are a trained professional.

akavincent

@shizonrhu @yavinthesloth

wearecowboy

@wearenecromancers you may enjoy this bit of knowledge

peashooter85

Silver, red coral, and turquoise mounted flintlock pistol, Algeria, 18th-19th century

from Sofe Design Auctions

we-are-knight

@wearecowboy

#man look at these beauties #down home security #thanks Brother Knight!

stereofeathers

What I expected moving to texas: oh hm, cowboy boot... steak..,? the ole' prairie. youve been invited to,come lasso a tumbleweed,! 'howdy there sherriff' as a tramp stamp tattoo. Sweet teA hp potion... country girls make do

What I got when I moved to texas: i cant really leave the house bc theres about 20-30 of these big blue crabs that came up from their underground tunnels bc of the wet and rainy weather all standing on the patio having a fucking clawnference meeting

gonanatop

Texas:*spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spawns crab* *spa

You got free friends

[ID: image text: “You’re not going to scroll past without saying yee-caw, are ya pardner?”

below that is a crow wearing a small black cowboy hat. end ID.]

akavincent

@wearecowboy

i-had-a-gotdam-plan

NO mom it’s NOT a phase *spurs clank as i stomp up the stairs*

#thanks curvylittlefox!

valtsv

concept: cowboy hat with cat ears

valtsv

so you're just gonna scroll past without saying meowdy???

valtsv

lawful good:

chaotic evil:

peashooter85

Unusual Delvigne percussion pistol, France, mid 19th century

from Cowan’s Auctions

amayensis

Equinoth Masterpost - Monster Hunter fan-Monster

Finally, I’m done with this project! It took forever but I’m glad with how it came out.

This compiles a good amount of the data I came up with for my Monster Hunter fan-species, Equinoth. The creation of this beast started when I realized the current lore of MH didn’t show any ‘horse’ creature, meaning a fast mount that would be commonly used by civilians outside of quests (thus riding Jagras in MHWI doesn’t count, and ‘Riders’ only concern a tiny part of the population).

As mentioned in the masterpost, the idea is not to imagine Hunters hunting Monsters like knights on horses, but simply to fill a hole in the MH world-building.

I might work on an armor design made from Equinoth parts at some point?

Don’t hesitate to open the pictures in separate tabs to read them more easily. I would LOVE to hear what your thoughts are about this creature, so feel free to comment in the Notes or in the tags!

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wearecowboy

This is so incredibly cool! I love the concept!

fullofbugs84uy894ujui9

reminder that this blog, while not politically focused, supports BLM. bootlickers and racists aren’t welcome here, and never will be.

bishopdane

cat-memes-only

gunrunnerhell

Thunder Five

Decided to buy a set of inserts for my Thunder Five, which is considered the progenitor of the Taurus Judge and Smith & Wesson Governor. Its a large revolver capable of firing .410 shotshell and .45 Long Colt. The inserts I got for it allow me to use readily available .22 Long Rifle. Why? Its a cheap plinking option as well as doubling as a more user friendly introductory firearm if I take friends or family members to the range. There are other inserts which I will probably end up buying as well; one in 9x19mm, .32 ACP and .380 ACP. (GRH)