Okay. So. I got to play a game with my daughter-from-across-the-water. It was fun, I gotta admit. I did get to catch up a little further along on catching up on Critical Role.
BUT...
I did not get to start printing my mini. Dag.
Beloved wanted to play WoW instead of helping me out so I didn't get that cheev. But I can still have a clean house and keep pestering Beloved to make my mini.
Speaking of, I have to do a money run. Story happens sometime after that.
The mysterious mentor, the hero's best friend, a cast of stock characters to pad out the story. Have fun or not and pick one with a twist. -- Knitnan
[AN: If you're inserting stock characters to pad out a story, you're writing wrong. Also please read this thing at the top of my prompts topic. Y'all should know me enough by now that I always pick a twist.]
Imagine, if you will, that there is a space in which everything unwritten, unthought-of,
Read more »Today, my Beloved is home. Today, I have a chance to print out a miniature. A chance. Not a guarantee.
I'm not going to pay for the download until I know Beloved is awake because the longer I have money in my account, the better it's doing for me. Also because I don't want shenanigans from getting the wrong file. So I want to be sure I'm getting it right.
I have just enjoyed watching Toastyhat create more of her video, and
Read more »Read more »A band of pirates attack a ship they'd learned would be mostly hauling civilians, students, and their possessions. What they don't realize is the ship they attacked, though owned by havenworlders, is filled with deathworlders, mostly humans. To pass the time while waiting for the fight to end, the humans pick up their instruments to practice the music they were going to play at the interspecies music competition. But there are other music lovers out there, too. Can a pirate learn to
We had a short session last night because (a) One party member was away sick and (b) the plot arrived quicker, but...
Despite all that...
I was bloodied twice in one fight, surprise-attacked by a troll, and learned that my faux german accent was too much for our new DM so I'm toning it down next sesh.
It's not easy being squishy.
Thankfully, I have tactics of a sort. Tactics and ten darts. I'll have to engineer a system to make sure
Read more »Read more »Paintball, Nerf, Air Soft, fighting competitions, obstacle courses, ect., are all games where humans play at war. It was something their children even played, preparing them to be warriors in the future, no matter their adult occupations. They had plenty of competitions to show their strength, their prowess, their aggression, and their ability to take down an enemy. Often other humans. Some Vorax have the guts to challenge some humans to a game, wanting to prove to their leaders that humans are
I am so excited. I am going to play a slutty, slutty Tiefling who's basically Fantasy Nightcrawler. Because I rolled low for my constitution, I gotta clear with the DM about whether or not using a plotline to fix that could be a thing.
If not, it's still early enough to re-roll that and retcon some shit. We shall see.
I got way ahead on my word count, yesterday, which means my novel writing needs only 300-ish words before my 3K for
Read more »Read more »They were twins, identical to the last freckle. It brought them no end of joy with playing pranks on friends, or on unsuspecting galactics, when they wore the exact same clothes and hair styles. Very few have ever seen humans that looked, sounded, and acted so similar that they could practically be ONE person in two bodies. But they were in space for a reason. To learn new foods, new cuisines, new inspirations. They wanted to open a restaurant that could one
Beloved forgot to give me the Ashwagandha. I still cannot brain well, but I nevertheless managed to get my nonsense out regardless of shenanigans.
I have four more days before the potential week in which I get my order to come in. It might take the entire week so I have to remember to menace Beloved for my dang braining pills.
Not looking optimal here since I need brain to get braining pills.
Fun times.
I was really hoping to be back
Read more »A genderfluid human whose sexuality changes along with their gender, attempts to explain how they experience life to someone with very little context, save for that this particular human is sometimes interested in them and sometimes... just wants to play video games together. -- Anon Guest
Humans have so many labels for things. It could be amusing, were it not for the multitude of those who struggle with those labels and what they mean to them. Prefixes and suffixes and interfixes, oh
Read more »Today, I have to come up with something for Wordpress. Today, I also reach the bottom of the chocolate stash my daughter-from-across-the-water sent me in her last care package.
I owe her the good stuff, no joke. I just gotta scratch it all together.
Speaking of, I also need to scratch together today's content.
Here I go.
[Addendum: For those of you tracking my brain meds, I'm still waiting on the shipment]
Read more »Tighty whities, saggy and baggy, or not much there at all... your wash tells a lot about you. -- Anon Guest
Of all the mysteries of Human existence, the concept of 'clothing' and 'decency' are the pinnacle of Human attempts at civilisation. Primary amongst the examples trotted out for debate are 'underwear'. Human underwear has gone from articles of clothing to protect the outer clothing from assorted bodily excretions, to hardly anything at all designed to cover intimate portions of skin from
Read more »So we had some hail. Light hail, thank goodness. But it served to wake me the heck up and make sleep impossible for me since.
On the plus side, I did get another story edited for episode 15 of Inter-Mission. I'm that little bit further forward on that count. Yay?
The best news today is that my Beloved will be bringing me an emergency supply of Ashwagandha so I can brain during the rest of this week. It's almost time to be
Read more »"What's wrong I heard screaming!?"
"Oh, hey can you help me get my hand out of here?"
"I was practicing with Australian Bull-oak and made a hole."
"What were yo- by the stars you're bleeding!"
"I know that so help me!"
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Allocasuarina_luehmannii -- Anon Guest
[AN: Changed the spelling of Buloke so people could read the prompt a smidge easier]
Humans with a fascination for martial arts -especially fictional martial arts- are more insane than
Read more »It's Monday, and I have the usual shenanigans going on. Only this time, I have to schedule a trip to the post office because Capt S. Forgot some important things at our place and it's easier to mail them down.
Watch my forgetful ass mess this up in so very many ways.
I shouldn't forget the money run. If I hang around after getting the cashola, I should - underline should - be able to do the mail thing.
...except the Aussie
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