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dailydungeondelves · 2 years
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Sometimes it feel that way
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kylo-wrecked · 4 months
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what does your blood taste like
🌓 the senator’s son (he melty)
melted dark chocolate: your blood tastes like melted dark chocolate. prominent flavors: mildly sweet, with a refined amount of bitterness.
🌑 the renegade knight (he fancy)
Cabernet Sauvignon: your blood tastes like cabernet sauvignon, a dry red wine. prominent flavors: dark fruits, pepper, and vanilla from oak aging.
🌘 the dice killer (he spicy)
chili oil: your blood tastes like chili oil, a vegetable oil infused with chili peppers. prominent flavors: smoky, savory, and shallots.
🌕 the drifter (he earthy)
borscht: your blood tastes like beetroot borscht, a soup served hot or cold. prominent flavors: earthy, tangy, and sweet.
he also:
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*feel free to ignore if you’ve done this one already. wanted to update my tag list.
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maamlet · 4 months
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i really truly believe cinccino can cut it in ou. i want to believe in her.
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rhapsodyred-writes · 11 months
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What DND classes would your Rent-Free's choose if they were to start a game together? How funny would them playing a tabletop RPG together be?
Sans - DM Red - Barbarian Violet - Druid Nyx -Rogue Ash - Cleric Nightmare - Warlock Fresh - Bard
Only chaos lives here now. (whoops my hand slipped)
“for the last time, it’s a reinforced steel door.” The sighs behind the DM’s screen were the only indication of Sans’s thoughts on the matter.
“no kinda reinforced steel is any match for me!” Red was all bravado.
“alright, roll to break down the door.”
The sound of a rolling die was immediately followed by silence.
“red, what’d you roll?” Sans asked, already smirking behind his screen.
“i don’t wanna talk about it.”
Chuckles broke out around the table and Sans peeked over his screen to see Red’s die displaying a proud 2.
“hmm, with your +2 strength modifier that’s a 4, so…” He trailed off teasingly and watched as Red’s eyelights flared before he settled back down in his seat.
“i don’t break the door.”
“you sure don’t.”
More laughter spread around the table as Red’s face turned, well, red.
“an impenetrable door, huh?” Nyx leaned back in his seat, looking awfully smug.
“yeah i’d like to see you break it down.” Red growled.
“oh no, this is a job for finesse.”
“guys seriously, this is a locked door.” Sans was beginning to sound tired behind his DM screen.
“yeah, and i have a lock picking set,” Nyx replied, leaning forward.
Sans sighed deeply and leaned his skull against one hand. “alright, roll to lock pick.”
The sound of a rolling die was followed by…
“are you funking kidding me?” Red sounded both surprised and outraged, but he was barely heard over the sounds of Nyx’s triumphant cackling.
“yes! nat 20!” Nyx slammed his hands down on the table, jostling everyone else's dice.
“i’m never dming a game for you guys again.”
“so you’re gonna need to ask the barkeep-”
“i wanna seduce them.”
“nyx, i swear to-”
“come on, it’s my stars-given right!”
Sans sighed, deep and long-suffering. 
“fine, role persuasion.”
The sound of a rolling die was followed shortly by-
“FUNK!”
Which was then followed by assorted laughter.
“before you stands a dire wolf.” 
“i cast animal friendship.” Violet didn’t hesitate a second before making his intentions clear.
“you-” Sans cut himself off. “alright, you’ve befriended the dire wolf. what now?”
Vi shrugged. “i just wanted to pet it.”
A snorted laugh was quickly covered up - so quickly that it was hard to tell who it was. Whoever it was though, knew well enough not to poke too much fun.
Red, however, was never prone to subtlety.
“and if any of you funkers hurts it, i’ll turn that back on ya!” He glowered evenly around the table, at five people who most likely had no intentions of hurting Vi’s temporary pet wolf.
“Bro, unrad.” Fresh was the only one who spoke. “Ain’t any of us gonna mess with his dog, no need for threats, yo.”
“red relax.” Vi sighed, rolling his eye. “fresh is right, we’re all on the same side here. and even if someone did want to hurt it, it’s a fictional wolf, it's not real.”
It was nearing the stage in a session when Red usually became belligerent and fighty, and by the looks on the faces around the table, no one really wanted to deal with it.
“i’m just sayin’ it’s a dumb rule, ok?!”
“no one’s fighting you on that, you don’t have to yell.” Ash’s voice was quiet, but his tone was tense. “you don’t like the rules, get creative.”
“yeah,” Nyx piped up. “i once heard of someone who used a summon water spell inside an enemy to basically blow them up."
It didn’t seem like Red was listening, and his chair was beginning to creak in his grasp.
“ok, if you can’t calm down, i’m gonna ask you to step away.” Sans didn’t want to issue these kinds of warnings, but with Red and his temper, it had become somewhat of a necessary measure.
“what?!” As usual, Red didn’t take it well.
“Broski chill, it’s just a game, yo!” 
Instead of having the calming effect he’d intended, Fresh’s words seemed to make Red burn even hotter, but he didn’t have a chance to interrupt.
“Besides, last I checked, I can put ya ta sleep in game. All I gotta do is say da word.” His grin had turned devilish at some point, and without realizing it, Red gave an inch. Fresh took a mile. “If ya can’t settle down, I could take ya outta da game, real easy-like.”
“wait, no, you can’t do that!” 
“Can’t I? Look around, broski - no one here wants ta deal with ya whinin’ anymore. If ya think one of ya teammates’d wake ya after da kinda behaviour ya showin’, ya gonna be real disappointed.”
Red glanced around at the others around the table. Vi was wincing, fidgeting with his hands in a way Red knew meant he was trying to keep from touching at his head injury.
“alright fine.” He deflated and sat back in his seat. “i’m not happy about it though.”
It was then that he noticed a flash of purple slip back behind Fresh’s shades as Fresh settled back into his own chair, every trace of a threat now gone from his demeanour.
“A’ight, so we good?”
Red nodded. Fresh grinned.
“See how nice it is when we all get along?”
Terrifying.
“I don’t suppose you could heal me properly?”
“nightmare, all due respect - shut the funk up.”
“ok,” Sans started, holding back a laugh. He’d never expected to have to ask this. “does anyone want to trade dice with ash?”
Nyx and Red broke into snickers that had the atmosphere in the room take a worryingly electrified turn.
“don’t say that like it’s my fault my dice are mutinying.” Ash grumbled, glaring at the die that had just barely healed Nightmare from the last battle. This wasn’t the first time any of his dice had screwed him though. The one he used to roll for healing was consistently giving him low rolls, often just enough to do some minor healing, and that was after adding the modifier.
“Might I suggest getting a new set of dice?” Nightmare asked.
Ash grumbled a few unintelligible swears. The only indication that they were swears at all was the unholy quacking sound that censored them.
“here.” Sans leaned over his screen and deposited a few replacement dice in front of Ash. “stars know this party needs a cleric who can heal.”
“i don’t funkin’ believe this.”
“Is something the matter?”
“well, not “the matter” per se, it’s more like-”
“how’re you acin’ all your damn rolls?!”
Nightmare glanced up to where Red was leaning over the table, glaring at his dice as though they’d somehow offended him. To Nightmare’s right, Ash was silently simmering, too proud to use the dice that Sans had supplied, and past Ash Sans was smiling somewhat apologetically. 
“it’s not bad, just…weird.” Sans said, his expression turning sheepish. “it’s, uh, a little uncanny actually.”
“i can’t even pass a seduction check, and he’s funking carrying this party single-handedly! sorry fresh.” 
Fresh accepted Nyx’s apology with a nod.
At last Ash spoke up.
“trade dice with me.”
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gabi-theladylover · 9 months
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ninebaalart · 4 months
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Donkey Kong 64 Weird Enemies
Donkey Kong 64 has some weird enemies! Some real freaks!
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jikothemartian-z · 10 months
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@meow70-marsmalow
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I NEED YOUR HELP WITH SHIP NAMES
I currently cannot find the ship names for:
Ramnet/Dask Tyr (Dice Punks (podcast))
Nando/Matt (The Doctors are out)
Killer/Penguin (One Piece)
Or if they don't have ship names please tell me
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justtoiletnator · 10 months
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From @jazzyrazzy157​
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r1ch1e-the-killer · 2 years
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why are all my interests so fucking AWFUL /endearing kinda +++
Close up of mine and cal's sentai ocs cuz i love the doodle so so so much
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Look at them aren't they cute
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runfromreality · 9 months
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key - gasoline I onew - dice
please credit when using and don’t repost.
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etsy I redbubble
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oldschoolfrp · 2 years
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I think the DM is out to get us (Didier Guiserix, referencing Dave Trampier’s AD&D DM screen, Casus Belli 2, November 1980)
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kylo-wrecked · 2 months
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the Bens's sleep styles 💅 - e.
the Senator's Son
Three things, very simple:
Blanket thief.
Use you as body pillow unless you get him body pillow. (You may want to invest in one, depending on your size).
Facedown smush on any soft surface. Goodbye, oxygen. Only sleep now.
the Hot Mess Frontman
Turn him over. Turn him over now! Don't let him fall asleep on his back or sitting up with his skull and neck in retrograde unless you want to be the one who calls the bus in the AM. You don't even have to touch him, you can use a broom handle. Once turned, you can simply leave him there.
He can and will fall asleep anywhere. In a small tour bus bumping along a steep cliffside roadway from Bursa to Istanbul, where everyone is vomiting in bags? He's sleeping. Hair and makeup chair? He's sleeping. On a slab of artful concrete in a city park somewhere, during a photoshoot? He's not posing, he's asleep. Basically, if he stops for 'one second,' he will fall asleep.
Cars are among one of his most favorite places to sleep. Backseat sleeper.
He’s also an active sleeper. He doesn't toss and turn; he's not a somnambulist, but his eyes always seem to be half-open, and if you infiltrate his field of vision, he might say, "Hey!" in a horrifyingly friendly way. Like a parrot. Only, he's actually asleep.
(That's how my brother sleeps lmao^. Ever since we were kids. Bro your eyes are dry cos you sleep with them OPEN. I love him but he’s a pod person.)
the Ex-Con
Probably don't touch him, if you know he doesn't trust you (you'll know), and if you can help it. He's a light sleeper, ready to throw hands at a moment's notice. He sleeps in a variety of defensive postures—stomach sleeping mostly, to protect his front ribs, stomach, chest, lungs, and throat, and so on. Due to prior…incidents.
Corrections officers ‘jokingly’ called him “Chief Faces Walls,” as he would often, and often still will, press his entire front body into a wall (with arms braced to his chest) if his bedding is close enough.
He can’t sleep with the lights on after ten years of merciless fluorescents; whether he was in the hole or under a stairwell due to overcrowding, it was lights on 24/7 at Dontamo.
If he doesn't use thick, blackout curtains, he'll bolt in shutters. (Shutters are a generous term. They’re not decorative. They’re for “if the house looks condemned they’ll go away.” )
the Dice Killer
Don't fall asleep first. He’ll want to examine your eyes.
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murderduck · 1 year
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Ghostface.
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meilia-stims · 1 year
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The DM (God Killer Campaign) stimboard
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For our awesome DM, @tumblingclockwork
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eggdesign · 1 year
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almost every time there's a new shinee thing i start making a theme for it and then i get nervous that it's too specific to use
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