heeeyyy im not leaving this shithole but i have made a bluesky if anyone wants to hang out over there too!
this is a fantasy dnd game i SWEAR
#nerve#dnd#planet raiders#praiders#back to needing spoiler tags lol#dungeons and dragons#he got locked in here by the ship itself / the parasitic (????) creature half enveloping it#it was fine tho it was chill#askh#dnd 5e#this happened in a 14 hour irl game and the dm made me go sit away from the others when nerve got split off lolol
Nephythys looking really normal! absolutely nothing has changed. it's fine. they're fine.
buncha snippets from a recent trawl of the dnd tomes, mostly from the latest feywild arc :pp
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Raskolnikov felt sick, but he couldn't say why When he saw his face reflected in his victim's twinkling eye Some things you'll do for money and some you'll do for fun But the things you do for love are going to come back to you one by one — Love Love Love, The Mountain Goats
sometimes you have to draw @clickityweasel's d&d pc during the worst moment of his entire life! for fun!
#blood#NOT THE LOVE LOVE LOVE LYRICS TOO#AUAUAGHHHHHH#only time you'll catch me rbing other ppls art to this blog. it's for the continuity it's for the canon#it's for having the most possible ppl look at the thing that KILLED MEEEE#the POSE THE DRAMA THE FACES THE AUAUAGHH#the flowers on nerve's pyjamas#the blood where they've held one another. watch me never be ok abt this drawing ever#kicking screaming yelling#praiders#nerve#this just in: dead wife backstory justified by one amazing piece of art
this timeline but as a comic! both campaigns' pcs and where they were concurrently in the decades leading up to the crossover of the groups at the coronation
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we were getting attacked by evil parchment scrolls and our alchemist lit himself on fire
continuing to apply numbers to dnd, we have a ward and pr timeline !! a very vague one
#cward#praiders#askh#some points of note:#both the oldest askh pcs are mine. oops (spiritually i am an old man)#fall joined a terrorist organisation when elias was 1 year old#nerve lost his husband and gained his animus the same year anyte lost her grandpa and gained his daemon#fall made his first animus the year ranha was adopted by pirates as a baby
id? not my speciality. but here, look at the cool unknowable funguses i saw today
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ah yes, science communication
the guys!!! all current pcs in both parties in height order. anyte has a str score of 20.
i have more stupid dnd drawings for u but they are on my pc which has just shit itself to death so. they're in carbonite for now
the bbeg fuckin turned fall's bardic rival into a werewolf to bait him into a duel he'd lose (all dogs are afraid of certain members of the ward. long story). anyway sucks to be you ornella fall sure can crit at some choice moments
more recent ward bits, and also septimus zuccaro, grand magus of the society of magical arts and fall's absolute idol
some of the duels from the coronation!! kaius and aatoi fighting with blackrazor and nemesis, not because they wanted to but because their swords did. then fall being called on to duel della cassa but refusing and instead doing some bonkers rolls to undo his arch rival's werewolf curse, and finally aatoi about to absolutely destroy ornella berti, leader of the ravenous hunt and bbeg supreme, in a duel for one of the crown jewels
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continuing to make a terrible impression on my housemate's visiting parents, i've run out of time, so found myself in the kitchen with the lights off setting light to hand sanitiser underneath the extractor fan again only this time i was sprinkling in copper chloride + copper sulphate bc i hadn't tried it in an ethanol fire yet (need to try it over a candle later) and am realising i should have used a spoon not my hands bc a) hot and b) stained my fingers blue but more importantly his sweet elderly parents watched me scamper into the kitchen, plunge the room into darkness, create turquoise and golden fire, go "ohohoohohoo ow fuck" and then scurry back up to my room to write things down
what the hell is a risk assessment
#i shouldnt have to write a risk assessmnt#i should be allowed to do my experimence for fun and enrichment#in front of a live studio audience#without having to fill out paperwork about it#risk assessment: dude trust me#i set my hair on fire less than a week ago but that was completely different#(my poor fringe. gone).
continuing to make a terrible impression on my housemate's visiting parents, i've run out of time, so found myself in the kitchen with the lights off setting light to hand sanitiser underneath the extractor fan again only this time i was sprinkling in copper chloride + copper sulphate bc i hadn't tried it in an ethanol fire yet (need to try it over a candle later) and am realising i should have used a spoon not my hands bc a) hot and b) stained my fingers blue but more importantly his sweet elderly parents watched me scamper into the kitchen, plunge the room into darkness, create turquoise and golden fire, go "ohohoohohoo ow fuck" and then scurry back up to my room to write things down