Cass He/They. Writer of original fic and fanfic. Editor. Fandom Crochet. No such thing as too much Dungeon in my Dragons. Extensive Worldbuilding and Chill? Destiel, Michael/Crowley, Sam/literally anyone, mShenko, Jack/Traynor, Cortega, Cullrian, Solavellan, Cassandra/Krem. This is my promo blog. Supernatural fanfic. Mass Effect fanfic. Sometimes Dragon Age stuff. Occasional original writing content and original worldbuilding content. NSFW. I repeat NSFW. This blog contains content that is not appropriate for people under the age of 18. Also, all ships (except the underage ones thanks) and kinks are safe here. :)
Technophobes need to apologise for "just put it in plain English you stupid machine!" because, well for one the decline in accurate error messages in favour of simplicity has contributed to the rise of tech illiteracy, but also because now whenever an "app" has a net connection error it will pop up a box saying something like "oo ooopsie! Your super duper feed went poo poo. We'll try again soon!" which having said to me by a corporation is about 8 million times worse than having to hear the word "network".
"people in real life: hey man how's it going" is a killer phrase. instantly neutralizes whatever insane discourse you find online. gonna start using that from now on
the humble "like" is oft mocked despite what it does for us. "like, three people" is a vastly different statement from "three people". "and i was like 'what the fuck'" is vastly different from "and i said 'what the fuck'". i love you "like" and anyone who says you make people sound stupid will be killed on sight
There are two guards. One always tells the truth. One always lies. Neither know what's behind the doors they're guarding. Both doors lead to a trash compacter.
Three Chests. One hisses and contains deadly gas, one is clearly airtight and contains deadly gas, one is unmarked and contains deadly gas. If the players ignore the chests, both exits from the room (including the one they came from) contain deadly gas.
Three potions. A complex riddle gives you a series of clues to figure out which one is poison, which one is a buff and which one is just coloured water. Actually they're all glued to the table and, while you were faffing around with the riddle, thirty thousand angry orcs walked in.
A series of levers which cause the door to open or close to a different amount. You think you have to flip the levers in order to open it the right amount. Actually, the door opens whenever it damn well feels like it, and the levers are unrelated.
The Horrifying Monster is immune to all damage unless they're first stabbed by an obsidian dagger. What the players don't know is that "obsidian dagger" is actually a mistranslation of "gold needle" and no-one has any way of finding that out.
The locked door is in a room full of keys, all of which are slightly different. Actually, all the keys are the soul cages of never-before-mentioned powerful liches, and if you touch any of them that lich teleports in to kill you.
Pile of treasure that is marked with "those who touch this will be betrayed by those they least suspect". When a PC takes it, the GM throat-punches that PC's player.
The BBEG can't be defeated. That's it, that's the entire puzzle. Good fucking luck.
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