#peak intrepid heroes

[feelingtheaster99]

I cannot BREATHE at the Wanda Childa’s fake death performance. Everything about it was so fucking funny and peak intrepid heroes of them

#fig using a luck point at the beginning to make sure Ruben was actually even there #or else all of it would be nothing #Kristen 2.0 with a terrible fake British accent FLIRTING with Fabian #the rest of them crouched in the bushes to help in various way #KRISTEN WITH NO PROFICIENCY TAKING THE SHOT EVEN THOUGH FABIAN IS RIGH THERE #fig being chaotic af and using her acting feat to get above a 30 deception roll anyway #when they realize the death ward means fig literally cannot escape herself #Adaine enlarging gorgug to pretend to be the figure and take Wanda child’s away #peak chaos #peak intrepid heroes #peak comedy #I love them all so much #wanda childa #emily axford #fig faeth #intrepid heroes #BRENNAN WITH THE WHATCHA SAY REFERENCE #dimension 20 #d20 #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #fhjy #fhjy spoilers #the name #fhjy ep 17 #the name spoilers #fantasy high spoilers #live reaction

[sea-buns]

Whenever I try to imagine what the energy for FHJR is gonna be like, the first thing that comes to mind is that episode of Neverafter where they brutally failed every social interaction and then lost the one item that was absolutely essential to their survival.

I just feel like they are in peak Intrepid Heroes form when they are failing as hard as humanly possible. And if they have a peak success form, it's Operation Slippery Puppet where they stole Brennan's shoes and left him on the highway. In my mind, these are the only ends of the spectrum they can operate on. There is no in between.

#its either 5 head or her hair is everywhere i dont make the rules #dimension 20 #d20 #intrepid heroes #ih #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #fhjr #neverafter #a starstruck odyssey #aso

[cloverthebarbearian]

Could I request a Rolan little one-shot where he realizes he has feelings for Tav/reader (your choice!) like hits him like a freight train kind of realization?

Thank you for the request! I bestow upon you my holiday tidings with a gift I hope you enjoy hehe

Thank You (Rolan x GN Tav)

He didn't think it possible, and yet… Here he was. A well known, well respected Master of Magic, thriving in the city of Baldur's Gate. Successful, secure, and safe. Surrounded by family and friends alike. It truly is nothing short of a miracle. To think 6 short months ago, he would have been ignorant enough to have thrown everything away all for a huff of Lorroakan's dust.

Rolan chuckled to himself. Were the bastard still alive, he couldn't hold a candle to him now. He stood proud atop the balcony of Sorcerous Sundries, watching patrons and practitioners peruse the enchanted wares. Now more than ever, business was booming. With the help of fellow magic adept Gale of Waterdeep and Tav - the very Hero of Baldur's Gate themselves - they had managed to uncover quite the trove of hidden knowledge within the depths of Ramazith's Tower. After setting aside what they together deemed too dangerous for public exposure, they gathered the remainder of the collection to add to the Sundries shelves.

Were it too bold to believe this would usher in a new era of magic for the common mage? Rolan had been juggling the thought. After everything he'd gone through - everything Tav had done for him - he had been trying to catch himself in moments like these. Reminding himself to remain humble. He was a proud man, why shouldn't he be? This was something to be proud of! But he knew all too well how easily pride devolved into arrogance, and arrogance to hubris. And he didn't achieve any of this alone. Were it not for that queer collection of intrepid adventures, he would still be under Lorroakan's thumb. Still the punching bag of a cruel and selfish Master.

His grip tightened on the banister before him, until he heard the familiar woosh of a transportation portal activating nearby. Soon followed by the unlatching of the locked metal doors, and the spilling of said adventurers from the upstairs offices. Hands full of tomes and scrolls and bits and bobbles collected from within the tower chambers.

"Don't mind us!" Gale stated once he caught Rolan staring, his chin just barely peaking over the stack of supplies in his arms, "Just one last restock of the shelves below to keep this fortuitous business of yours flourishing and we'll be back on our way!" Nearly tripping over himself in the process, he managed to make it down to the ground floor of the establishment without any disastrous spills occurring.

Cal and Lia came shuffling through the doors next, bickering with themselves, significantly more manageable amounts of potions and alchemical ingredients in their own arms to add to the storefront collection.

Tav came from the small room last, a bundle of wands and staffs strapped to their back. After turning to lock the office door behind them, they caught Rolan's eyes with a smile. Joining him by the terrace edge, they too overlooked the bustling crowd below.

"Pretty remarkable what you've managed to do with this place," they commented. Rolan smiled and shook his head.

"What I've managed-?" He scoffed, "I don't think any if this was independently my doing. But... Thank you," he replied, still watching the patrons beneath them.

Tav nodded, smiling once more before stepping away. They had barely made it three steps down before Rolan called after them.

"Actually-!" His voice caught as Tav turned back and looked up at him. Rolan bit his lip in thought, tilting his head as to motion for Tav to return. They made their way back by his side, and he shifted to look at them.

"Actually, Tav… I don't think I've ever thanked you. Properly, thanked you."

Tav smiled, friendly and goofy, "Actually, Rolan, you have thanked me before. Quite a number of times," to that, Rolan smiled sheepishly.

"Sure, sure. I've thanked you for saving my and my family's lives a dozen times. I've thanked you for saving the city. But I don't think I've ever thanked you for… well, This," he gestured back out towards the bustling business.

Tav looked out, smiling once more in sincerity. Taking a deep breath in, they turned to Rolan again, "I would say 'you're welcome', but I'm not sure why I'd have anything to do with your trade being a success. You're the wizard here, not me," they nudged at the staffs on their back, "If anything, I'm your glorified errand-boy. Thank me by giving me a pay raise," they joked.

Rolan laughed, "You're much more to me than an errand-boy, Tav. You know this."

He looked them in the eyes again. For a moment, he felt as if he were seeing them for the first time.

The events of the Absolute incursion took their toll on everyone in Baldur's Gate - in Faerûn as a whole. But Tav was at the center. Rolan wasn't sure he'd ever see a day when they managed to drop their seemingly perpetual state of being Battle Ready. But in this moment, they seemed so relaxed.

Their hair was down, their clothes were loose and comfortable. Save for a small dagger on their belt, they carried no weapons. And more than anything, Rolan could feel the energy around them was… Calm.

Tav wasn't much for magic. They knew a few handy cantrips, but they were no seasoned spell-slinger. Perhaps it was simply Rolan's attunement with the Weave itself, but he always felt the energy surrounding Tav was… Bristling. Like a consistent build up of static shock one bad touch from being released. However, before him, in this moment, Tav was calm as the Gray Harbor at the break of dawn.

"Uhm…" Tav cleared their throat, breaking the silence Rolan hadn't even registered was building between them. Snapping back into reality, he noticed his skin was warm. Palms clammy and fingers tingling, "I'm going to put the supplies up. Maybe once things settle for the evening, we can discuss my salary over a pint," they joked, winking as they turned to descend the stairs once more.

Rolan watched them go, blinking as their words caught up with him, "Ah, u-um, yes! Let's do that!" He called out, likely not even loud enough to be heard over the crowds.

His heart was racing. Why was his heart racing? Why was he watching them maneuver the crowds, assisting guests as they unloaded supplies? Why was he so enraptured as loose hairs fell into their face, and they ran their fingers through the wisps that framed their travel worn features? Gods, why was he noticing their travel worn features?!

Rolan swallowed deep, though his throat was dry. Tav was indeed so much more than an errand-boy.

And oh, how his cheeks burned as he realized… He may have incidentally agreed to a date with them. Tonight.

#rolan #rolan x tav #tav x rolan #rolan bg3 #bg3 rolan #ty again for the request this was alot of fun hehehohohohhoho

[saritaadam]

Delighted thinking about the intrepid heroes stepping out of the dome, spending a hour on the make-up chair to achive the most peak 2000's emo look, and walking back to the table

#d20 #dimension 20 #fantasy high #fhjy #dimension 20: fantasy high

[ankh-morporkianpostalworker]

The Rise of Dimension 20: The Changing Face of Roleplay

I remember when I first heard about Dimension 20 in 2019. I had subscribed to Dropout to watch Um, Actually and I saw D20 being pushed on the platform. I sat down and watched the first episode, then the second. In two days I had finished the first season.

I had never seen anything like it. I had tried NADDPOD and CR and bounced off both (I'd eventually fall head over heels for the former, and gain a solid respect for the latter), but I fell in love with the Bad Kids, the Intrepid Heroes, the world of Elmville, and the style of Brennan Lee Mulligan.

Later, I would learn that the first season of Fantasy High was seen by most in the community as a sort of novelty, the last death-rattle of a dying company. It was cool and new, sure, but it was also a flash in the pan.

Escape From the Bloodkeep proved the naysayers wrong. It proved that Brennan was as much the source of the fun as the Intrepid Heroes, and it showed us something that set him apart from the pack - Brennan was constantly pushing himself to be better. Out of the starting gate, he proved a technical proficiency on par with Matt Mercer, the reigning king, but for Brennan, that wasn't enough. He wasn't facing off with Matt, he was facing off with himself, and he needed to be better.

The Unsleeping City continued this trend. It was another setting the DND actual play community wasn't used to - the real world. The characters were fresh, new, more nuanced than the children they played in Fantasy High. They were up to the challenge, with the same drive as Brennan. Brennan and Ally redefined how the Wild Magic Sorcerer was played, Lou Wilson brought an abandoned Unearthed Arcana to the forefront, and the pair played, perhaps, their best roles to date.

Tiny Heist showed that Brennan could bend 5e to be something it wasn't meant to be - a heist simulator.

Then came A Crown of Candy. Some hold this season to be Brennan's magnum opus and the best performances the Intrepid Heroes have ever given. The combat was quick, dirty, tactical, the characters textured and nuanced. Our heroes had to get out of impossible situations, both in roleplay and combat. Death was a very real possibility. And this season was what sealed Brennan as a real rival for Matt, and was when "I only have Dropout for D20" stopped being a joke and started being a reality. Brennan had hit his stride.

The sidequests and seasons two from this point don't really prove my point, but they're good. Brennan didn't do a couple of them, though.

Then we get to Starstruck. Set in a world his mother had created, it obviously meant a lot to Brennan, and so he strived to outdo everything he'd done up to this point. It was funnier, more moving, the combat more tactical than anything he'd done before. He included space combat, and the cast once again rose to the occasion, portraying those cast out and cast aside by the corporatocracy that was the Starstruck universe, forming a touching bond. It was as if he had peaked.

And then came Neverafter, and with that, Brennan became king. It was horrific, scary, brutal. Combat wasn't fun or interesting, it was intense and nail-biting. The party dropped in their first combat encounter. Children were brutally murdered. They were up against eldritch horrors in perverse retellings of fairy tales. The humor was there, sure, but it was twisted, dark, more about relieving stress than being funny. And again, the cast excelled.

And all because Brennan wasn't trying to outdo Matt or Griffin or Brian, but himself. Each season, he wanted to be better than he had ever been before, pushing his technical abilities, his storytelling abilities, to the max. And the world of actual play shows improved as well. Matt stepped up his game, as did the other big dogs. Brennan redefined the game.

Or I could just be a massive fanboy who's reading way too far into things. Either/or.

#dimension 20 a starstruck odyssey #dimension 20 the unsleeping city #fantasy high #brennan lee mulligan #neverafter #dimension 20 essay

[strugglingatart]

Jr Year ep5

This is me live blogging bc I need to get thoughts out also would love fandom friends full spoilers bellow the cut just so no one accidentally reads anything they don’t want to

oh boy here we go combat time

this is so nitpicky but I was expecting the mall set piece to be more translucent from description, still looks dope

cloe is so much bigger than i expected

Fabian refering to Riz <3

also this is so stressfull no one knows what's happening ther's a the other shoe's about to drop vibe.... ouch

Brennan really wannts them to miss the party cause wasn't it established time is the same in the mall and spyre? the have not been there for that long and there were no ppl there when they left

why does Lou keep going to tables but lmao at Brennan pulling out the box of doom I love him

Zac's serious oh you don't got cats to Ally is SO GOOD

what is happeninggggg

Murph's PAINED face at the flossing pls

"And I'm stuck with her and her minus 3 to dex" will replay in my head for a while

Zac is so smart I would have never thought that but also omg the loooreee

YES listen I'm pretty sure someone crunched the numbers and Ally doesn't get the most nat 20 but they def get them in the best times OH MY LORDS

also celebrating and immediately bumping into something is a mood

I READ THE HANDBOOK

5 attacks? we love mellee Adaine

not are you gonna hook up with Kalina looool

emily loosing it at the shrimp and Murph going this is her tactical yorbies.... i stan one (1) couple

BRENNAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING

Riz vocalizing what we all have been thinking

them being so dramatic at the whole Gillear related curse is so teenage coded truly masters at rp our intrepid heroes

oh shit it's armor of pride related that is actually SO INTERESTING

cloe's i suck is honestly peak comedy

Somehow I'm both Ally and Murph anytime Ally doesn't know something or didn't write something down "I don't know who did this sheet for me!"

I love how much Brennan just let's them do stuff when it's clear the care

I got a turn in about 30 minutes lol Zac

again Murph looks SOO GOOD this season

That compell duel to Kalina was badass af Riz my guyyyy and then not really flavoring it as magic just their history and conection? wooow

Adaine's portants are always so cool

listen it being that many rolls to still not make it made it SO MUCH WORSE

OMG THEY ARE TALKING TO THEMSELVES

oh they have the party at least?

OH IT'S CASSANDRAS EVIL OLDER GOD SISTER OR THAT SHIT

i am so confused this isn't a mystery Brenan wtf

I love how much the hangman likes Fig

look Riz has a point invisibility is best cause then Kristen can be there

yes a crit on the shrimp jump

they are legends

#fantasy high #dimension 20 #adaine o'shaughnessey #fabian aramais seacaster #fig faeth #gorgug thistlespring #kristen applebees #riz gukgak #fhjy

[remidyal]

Favorite D20 Villains

Just for some positivity on this, and because it's been a minute since I did a tier or ranking list, have my ten favorite Dimension 20 villains! I'm not going to include anyone from Junior Year since it's still running, and I'm going to go ahead and mention that I'm not including Ragh or Aelwyn who could both easily make this list otherwise because they've spent as much or more time on the Intrepid Hero's side as they did villains.

Obviously, there are potential spoilers in this list, so proceed at your own risk! I'm putting a read more link here just to save people who haven't seen a lot of seasons.

10. Galfast Hamhead, Escape from the Bloodkeep.

Okay I know this one is cheating because the party are the villains and Galfast is, like, the one actually good figure on the opposing side, but I'm still counting her. Just an absolute tour de force in the parts of the series she appears in, and gets away even though she technically loses to the party.

9. Natalia Cicero Connie Lee Carter Bajar, A Starstruck Odessey

She's not the most threatening villain in ASO, but there are really three fronts where villains can work for me: They can be hammy and fun, they can be actually threatening and scary, and they can be someone I desperately would love to see get taken down. Natalia scores all her points in the first and last of these categories; she's not scary, but her entire concept is just so stupid that it makes me laugh every time.

Bonus points for being the target of what I think is the best joke in ASO - high praise - the "My fiancee doesn't really do art" - "I agree" by Ally.

8. Robert Moses, The Unsleeping City.

I believe the only actual person to ever be a main villain in Dimension 20. Genuinely a monster of American history; I was familiar with him prior to watching The Unsleeping City but I would wager that I was in a fairly slim minority. There's some problems with the presentation here and the details of it - I am guessing they would have just made him a powerful vampire if this season was more recent, for one - but I can't say I wouldn't want Robert Moses' plan thwarted. Probably the closest we'll ever come to actually having a campaign fight Ronald Reagan directly.

7. The Stepmother, Never After

Never After for me has a structural problem in that there are too many ideas stuffed into too short a season, and so quite a lot of it feels extremely half-baked. The Stepmother isn't immune to this, but she's also an actual imposing figure for much of the series that feels like a true threat to the party even after they prove that a TPK isn't enough to stop them. The scene where Ylfa looks before they head to the Lines Between is maybe the best Never After has to offer, for me.

6. Madame Loathing, Mentopolis

Honestly, this feels like a more full version of the Stepmother in many ways even though there are only six episode. This is probably because she's not competing with like five other factions in her villainy. The moment where she turns is great, and there's something very satisfying about landing a twist where the villain was someone so obvious that they were dismissed by many as too obviously evil to actually be the main evil.

5. The First Stoats, Burrow's End

Here I'm referring to the four that remained at Last Bast; I think the series in some ways peaked with fighting them, though certainly there were some highlights still to come. I don't think Aabria necessarily meant for this fight to go down at the time and place that it did, but genuinely creepy designs with a creamy layer of fascism on top.

4. Tony Simos, Unsleeping City 2

Remember those three categories? Tony here scores real, real big in the "I wanna see him die" category. He's not the worst person on this list (that's honestly probably Robert Moses), but he's the one I most wanted to see get crushed, and ultimately was in an extremely satisfying way. TUC2's villain duo was overall incredible - we'll revisit that in a moment - but I cheered more when Tony dropped than any other villain D20's ever had.

It is what it could be, asshole.

3. Calroy Cruller, A Crown of Candy

Do you know what I've always hated about you, Amethar?

There's a lot of people who would have this guy at the top of their lists, and I really don't blame them; the main thing holding him back for me is that he really doesn't do very much after that crowning monologue until he goes out like a chump at the end of the steamroll that is ACoC's last battle. (Those of you calling JY's last fight easy should rewatch that one). It is, admittedly, the most satisfying of any of the villain deaths of that finale, especially with Liam's baffling last second resurrection of broccoli pope and captain carrot. Scores very well on all three fronts, and honestly if Amethar had actually died there or if he'd just been front and center at the end then he'd maybe be number two for me.

2. Null, Unsleeping City 2

A dip into real eldritch horror, and does it better than Never After in part because it stands out more against the backdrop of New York. Null scores great on the threatening front; a monstrosity of apathy and depression and lack of connection is a hell of a villain. The world where Pete doesn't roll that crazy banishment check and vanishes partway through the season would have maybe robbed us of some of the insight into this, so I'm glad we got the one that we did.

Kalina, Fantasy High Sophomore Year

This was never going to be anyone else. Kalina's getting points on all three fronts, but conceptually is just an incredible concept for a villain, feels like a real threat throughout the season until the moment they dispel her, and you can feel the amount the players both want to take her down and are in fact worried about her throughout the season. Because of her nature she's able to show up repeatedly without a fight without that not really making sense, which is kind of hard to pull off - most of the villains on this list aren't met much after their villainy is revealed. We'll see if she's back at the end of Junior Year and what kind of state Cass ends up in, but either way we'll always have spring break.

#rankings #d20 #dimension 20

[bardic-irritation]

EVERY week I think THAT'S IT intrepid heroes we have HIT the PEAK of insane reveals the next episode CANNOT be any more wild than THIS

and EVERY WEEK some INSANE and BATSHIT new thing HAPPENS and I just have to wonder where's the CEILING. when will it END. when will my heart be allowed to REST

#a court of fey and flowers #this whole episode was truly just a rollercoaster of wild reveals #preceded and succeeded by absolutely brilliant improv #how are there only four episodes left it's not allowed you all have to play these characters forever #dimension 20 #acofaf spoilers #delloso de la rue #acofaf #d20 spoilers #andhera #captain k p hob #dropout #binx choppley #lady chirp featherfowl #lord squak airavis

[pb-dot]

Spooktober Sunday Special: The Clockwork Monster Part II

Another Sunday, another Spooktober Special. In this installment, we learn a little more about what landed our intrepid hero, if he is not a victim, in his current predicament.

11.09.552? Recovered from Site A after the Incident. My captor’s absence has grown lengthy, and so I have taken the chance to spend a little time to collect my thoughts and regroup. I will still attempt to be brief, as I have no guarantees his absence will be lengthy. Luckily, the vertical coal chute that he uses to access this hidey-hole is a noisy old thing, and scuttling down it as he does makes ample noise of forewarning. I suppose he could always use the one door to my one-room prison, but considering how heavily it is barred, I severely doubt that’d take less time or make less noise.

I suppose I should start with how I got to wherever and whatever this is. It all started the afternoon of the day after my entry about contacting the Enforcers. I skipped lunch and headed for one of the beer halls they tend to hang out in. I did not relish the thought of seeking out one of those dark, noisy places, stinking of stale beer and violence, but it was the price I paid for getting the Enforcers involved, part of the price at any rate.

The first block of my journey went without incident, although I could still feel that strange tingle in my blood that someone, somewhere, was watching me. I hadn’t exactly tuned it out, but I was working my way to a state where I could, at least for the duration of my stroll, pretend that I was not worried. This all came to an end when I heard the second clang. The first time I heard the muted, yet unmistakably resonant sound of bronze on cobblestone, I assumed a workshop had left their doors open. It wasn’t that uncommon of a thing, the bane of floor managers everywhere. When I heard it again, though, a sliver of doubt twined with fear started digging into my mind. Had it sounded almost exactly as close as last time? That would mean the source of the sound was moving.

I upped my pace. Not into a run, of course, but a more brisk walk. Like a man who comes to remember he has pressing matters to attend to, or who catches a glimpse of one of the large shift clocks in the intersections between streets in the Foundry District and realizes his break grows short indeed. Much to my terror, the clanging seemed to pick up the pace, confirming what I feared. This clanging was from some sort of footstep. I didn’t want to imagine what sort of a being walked around in town with one armored boot, but it wasn’t really the kind of thing I could stop myself from. I tried a casual peak behind me, but what I saw did not assuage me.

In the crowds, rapidly thinning as the change of the hour meant the start of a new shift, I could see my pursuer, or rather, I could see his caped and cowled form. It would be considered gauche to walk around in such garb, so whatever else I could say about my pursuer, he was not vain. The thought of what he looked like to prefer the total anonymity of this disguise briefly crossed my mind, and I decided not to dwell on it as I again upped my pace, now being only a slight change of posture away from breaking into a jog.

The streets wouldn’t be empty enough for any footpad with at least an ounce of self-preservation to harm me right out in public. This wasn’t to say I was safe, though. In the rapid onset dark of early fall, it wouldn’t be too hard for an experienced throat-slitter to pull me into an alley with nary a one of the tired souls marching homewards after a long day of work even noticing. I’m a pretty strong man, but I didn’t like my odds if it came to such a gambit. A knife in the ribs cares little for the muscles of your chest and shoulders, after all.

My pursuer kept pace with me. Somehow, the ease with which he did so seemed unnatural to me, like he had merely accelerated rather than putting in more effort to match my speed. His gait was uneven, I spotted when first noticing him, but it did not seem to slow him down any. If anything, the foot he favored seemed to propel him forward faster than the other.

I thought I’d beat him to the next intersection, but it was difficult to be sure. With the blood pumping in my ears from stress and the exertion of the brief aerobic exercise, I could no longer hear the tell-tale ring of my pursuer’s steps, and I could not find the courage to turn my head again. He would be right there, I told myself as my body, entirely without my input, decided to prepare for a mad dash as soon as I could chose directions freely.

It was a desperate gambit, and ultimately a futile one. Something hard and cold closed around my neck, not a crushing pressure, but certainly enough to make me stop cold in my tracks.

I could hear him behind me now, his breath uneven but measured. I stood still, petrified by this new development. Whatever was latched around my neck pinched the skin, but otherwise didn’t harm me. I raised a hand to touch whatever it was, but a quick squeeze dissuaded me with haste.

“What do you want from me?” I asked, casting my eyes around in an attempt to sneak a glance at my attacker. It was no good, my phantom stalker remained in my blind zone, as silent as death. “Why aren’t you saying anything? What do you want?” I pleaded, but to no avail.

The contraption around my neck tugged at me, digging into the flesh of my neck with tiny prickling teeth. I took it as a command to move, and so I did start walking towards the little alley that my captor had apparently chosen for whatever fate awaited me.

“I don’t have much money,” I told him as I walked. “I have some scrip saved up, a stock or two I think? It’s not much but it’s yours if you let me go. Won’t even tell the enforcers or nothing.” I was admittedly getting desperate, but it got me nowhere. Once we were well into the alley, he threw the bag over my head. As of today, that’s the last time I saw natural light. I must end my narrative here, for I hear the shaking of the coal chute that heralds my captor’s arrival. I still don't understand what he wants with me, but if he wants to kill me, he’s had many a chance to do so.

#hearts in clockwork #writing #the clockwork boy #spooktober special #the clockwork monster #horror AU #tw stalking #tw kidnapping

[theother9tenths]

At one point Link follows a lead at Dueling Peaks where someone saw Zelda get “kidnapped” and you find her in a cage on top of the mountain and it was raining when I got there and I just wish it had went like:

“Zelda”: Oh! It’s the hero of Hyrule! Brave, intrepid Link, it is I, your dear Princess! Quickly, let me out of this cage!

Link: *stares silently*

Zelda: ….What are you waiting for? Release me!

Link: *stares for another few seconds before turning and beginning to walk away*

Zelda: Hey! What are you doing?? *Yiga clan member takes off their Zelda disguise*

Yiga member: You’d really leave a Princess in distress?? *stamps foot* That’s messed up! Come back here! I’ll end you-!

*Link watches as the foot stamping and rain cause the cage to start sliding down the mountain*

Yiga member: Wait-! No! WAIT! GLORY TO MASTER KOHGAAAAAaaaaaa….!!!

#totk spoilers #minor spoilers #totk #funny #Yiga clan #tears of the kingdom #Zelda #legend of Zelda

[operationslipperypuppet]

establishing that riz is actually hot under his hat is peak intrepid heroes wild shit and that being an in battle thing is even better

#fantasy high #dimension 20 #fhsy #fantasy high sophomore year #riz gukgak #brian murphy #intrepid heroes #intrepid heroes my beloved

[letsstopfightingit]

the party bullying Gerard not to be mad at what Ylfa's about to do without knowing it is peak intrepid heroes

#dimension 20 #prince gerard #prince gerard of greenleigh #neverafter spoilers #neverafter #intrepid heroes

[jq37]

Did you ever manage to make time to watch A Starstruck Odyssey? The Intrepid Heroes were in peak form that season and I'd love to know your thoughts on it.

This message reminded me to check it out so I started last night and I've been really loving it!

I'm only 3 episodes in so you'll have to check in with me a little later if you want more in depth thoughts but it's so funny so far!

Highlights so far for me are Boss Bitch Ally with the braincells, Murph going full meathead action hero himbo, and Siobhan doing alien rumspringa and IMMEDIETLY getting caught in an MLM.

(Also LOVE Murph and Emily seated next to each other. Gunner Channel!)

WILD choice for Zac to be like, "I wanna be a yeerk," and everyone else is like yeah we like this guy WAY more than the other guy so no questions.

And I cry laughed in ep 2 during the scene where they tried to get a job ("My farts smell AWESOME!").

My school/work life has been VERY hectic recently (which is why I haven't been keeping up w/ recaps) but I will def be watching Starstruck during my breaks as a pick me up. Thanks for the nudge to finally pull the trigger!

#dimension 20 #dimension 20 spoilers #asks #farmer 10

[knights-unwelcommentary]

low key the beta kids become narrative devices after the scratch, that's why they don't seem to progress much despite having all the time in the world. They're there to provide exposition, be the deus ex machina for the alpha kids that are trapped in a sort of limbo (by delivering the missing pieces of their medium to them and pulling off the retcon) and distract from Caliborn's takeover

Do YOU have what it takes to humor this bold new storyteller, a young man in peak command over his epic struggle to produce vaguelly recognizable shapes? Can YOU endure his ill-tempered, hyperbolic sentence fragments long enough to reach an interspersed series of sub-sub-intermissions through which, while our new narrator pauses to gather his thoughts, our cast of quasi-reunited heroes may resume their intrepid march toward the end of Homestuck proper? And can YOU keep this on the down-low, so Caliborn may continue to believe he had commandeered the medium absolutely, while we privately return to the narrative between his miserable tirades? It can be our secret. He doesn't even need to know!

#homestuck

[procrastinatorproject]

Tonight, we continue with some sunny adventure that has gone neglected for far too long: We're checking in with Gemma, the hover-cow.

Context: The crew of La Sirena are stranded on a bucolic planet mostly inhabited by very large, very round, very fluffy cows that have a tendency to push off the ground, float in a gentle arc for several meters, and then crash into you to show their affection. Somewhat against his will, Rios has adopted one of these specimens, a calf about the size of a draft horse, whom he has decided to call Gemma. Right now, our intrepid heroes are trying to find a way to cross a very deadly river.

(For the first two chapters see here, the third one is almost finished, and this would be the beginning of the fourth one, I think.)

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“No.”

“I’m sure I could do it.”

“Absolutely not!”

“You have failed to come up with any other options, so what’s the alternative?”

“It sure as hell isn’t that!”

Cris took a long drag from his cigar, trying to calm down. He wasn’t having much success.

“Elnor has a point.”

Cris shot Seven an angry look. “I don’t care if he has a point, we’re not doing this.”

The xB was utterly unimpressed by his temper. “Would you rather we turn around? Walk all the way back and abandon our best chance to get off this damn rock?”

“There has to be another way,” Cris insisted, though he could tell that he was losing the argument.

“I’ll tie a rope around my waist and Soji can pull me back if I fall into the river,” Elnor suggested eagerly.

“I’m not worried about you falling in the river,” Cris snarled around his cigar, “I’m worried you’ll bash your head open on a rock. Or… get trampled. Or god knows what else could go wrong!”

“I don’t think the cows have enough mass to trample a Romulan in peak physical condition,” Agnes said, looking Elnor up and down with a pensive expression.

Cris wanted to be angry at her for this betrayal, but it was very difficult when she scrunched up her face in this adorable way she had.

He shook his head, trying to focus on the problem at hand. “You’re all ignoring the most basic problem.”

Soji tilted her head. “Which problem?”

Cris put his hands on his hips and fixed Elnor in a glare. “Go on, tell them what happened yesterday.”

Everyone turned to look at the young Romulan, but, of course, trying to embarrass a practitioner of Absolute Candour, even one as green as Elnor, was a doomed endeavour. “I made an attempt at riding one of the hover-cows yesterday morning,” Elnor said without a hint of apprehension, “but I couldn’t get her to stand still for long enough to climb on her back.”

Raffi groaned. “You might have mentioned that before.”

“I didn’t think it was relevant,” Elnor said. “I only tried it three or four times, and I didn’t have a reason to put much effort into the attempt. Now I do.” He shrugged as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Besides,” Soji put in, “I don’t think we’ll have much trouble keeping the hover-cow still in this case.” She gave Cris a smile that made hairs stand on end, then she nodded her head down river

Cris turned around with a frown to see what she was pointing at.

There, maybe a hundred meters away, hiding bashfully behind a boulder that barely came up to her belly, was Gemma, watching him with her ever-hopeful eyes.

“Concha su —”

“Really, Cris,” Raffi scolded him with a wide grin. “Watch your mouth in front of that poor child.” She was clearly enjoying this way too fucking much.

“Is that your new girlfriend?” Agnes shielded her eyes against the sunlight.

“She’s not—”

“Yes, you can see the distinct patch of lighter fur on her left shoulder,” Seven mused.

“Oh yes,” Elnor said happily, “she’ll be perfect.”

Now that she had their full attention, Gemma apparently decided there was no point in hiding anymore. She trotted out from behind the rock and started heading towards them.

“Absolutely not,” Cris insisted. “You’re not going to try and ride her across the river!”

“Why not?” Elnor asked. “She’s small enough that I’ll have a much easier time climbing on her back, but she should still be able to cross the river in one jump.”

As if to demonstrate her prowess, Gemma accelerated her approach and broke into a loping run, that could only end one way.

“Oh, no, no-no, don’t —” Cris took a stumbling step backwards and dropped his cigar, as the others all scrambled to safety. He yanked up his arms and yelled: “Gemma, stop!”

To his unending surprise, she actually listened.

Instead of pushing off the ground to bound into him with an overjoyed gurgle, Gemma started scrambling against the soft grass, trying to slow herself down. She had built up too much momentum to come to a full stop, but instead of crashing into Cris with enough force to bowl him over, she merely knocked him a few steps backward. As soon as he had found his feet again, Cris leaned into the onslaught of hot breath and soft fur, bringing them both to a halt. Somehow, Gemma’s head had ended up under his arm, and now she was nuzzling at his side, making quiet happy noises, apparently quite proud of herself.

Cris sighed deeply, but he patted her broad neck. “Yes, well done. That was a good stop.”

He tried to untangle himself from the mountain of fur and looked around Gemma’s mass to where the others had taken refuge from her approach. Agnes was peering at him over the top of a boulder. She kept herself low enough that he could only see her eyes, but they were clearly brimming with laughter. Raffi had no such compunction. She was grinning so wide it was a wonder her head didn’t split in two.

Next to her, Seven dusted some grass off her shirt. When she noticed Rios’s look, she arched a delicate eyebrow. “Did you just call her ‘Gemma’?”

Cris could feel heat rising in his cheeks as, hidden behind their boulder, Agnes and Soji broke out in snorts and giggles. “Piss off!”

#cristobal rios #raffi musiker #elnor #seven of nine #soji asha #agnes jurati #star trek picard #gemma the hover-calf #lili's writing adventures #writing accountability #meadow

[nicoleanell]

DEAR FESTIVIDDER,

Welcome and thank you in advance!! As I say every year (or every-other-year when I partcipate) these are just some thoughts, but feel free to focus on different characters/storylines/etc. I'm excited to see anything you're inspired to make from the sources below!

I also tagged all the fandoms so you can see how often I reblog stuff about them, consider it a vidding vision board. :D

If you're checking out any of these sources for the first time, content warning for some blood/gore in Renfield (played for comedy) and blood, jumpscares, animal death in Midnight Mass.

Film (Safety)

Renfield (2023) - Listen. Cinema peaked when Robert Montague Renfield decorated his little apartment in bright '70s colors and kitty cat bedsheets to Lizzo, and then peaked a second time when Ben Schwartz snorted a centipede. This movie is bloody camp nonsense but somehow also an earnest abuse recovery/revenge fantasy, and it gave me Emotions and a crush on Nicholas Hoult. His giant sad eyes and self-empowerment arc mean the world to me.

Television

Abbott Elementary - Wholesome sitcom in the vein of Parks & Rec following teachers in a Philadelphia elementary school (as a child of two public school teachers it hits close to my heart). I'd kinda like to see an Ava vid, she's so entertainingly terrible but then has great moments of growth as well. Or one centered on Janine, Janine/Gregory, or just any kind of fun ensemble thing!

The Afterparty - Murder mystery comedy with the twist that each episode, a character gives their version of events in the style of different genre parodies. Honestly I'd be fine with just a season 1 vid because I liked it more than season 2. (With the exception of S2 giving me the Sapphic Wes Anderson Movie of my dreams.) S1 had just about a perfect ensemble (Yasper being a highlight) and great execution of the Rashomon-style premise.

The Bear - Drama/dramedy set in the chaotic back-of-house world of a Chicago restaurant. I love how real the environment, relationships, and characters of this show feel. I adore Ayo Edebiri so I'd especially like a vid centered on Sydney, her ambitions and anxiety and passion, but again anything that inspires you about the show would make me happy! I love everyone in this dysfunctional restaurant fam. I don't really ship Syd with Carmy so I'd prefer not an explicitly romancey vid.

Midnight Mass - There's a venn diagram between Catholic Trauma and Vampires that Mike Flanagan seemed to crack like nobody else ever has lol. After Hill House (which I got an incredible vid for a couple years ago) this is my favorite of his horror-drama miniseries, I really love the mood and themes it explores about faith/religion a source of both comfort and harm. Pretty much a "do whatever you want with this source" request!

Web Series/Internet Content

Dimension 20 - There's a lot of source here and even I haven't made it through all the older intrepid heroes campaigns yet (not to mention all the side quests). I've basically seen everything from A Court of Fey and Flowers onward. Favorites include Neverafter, A Crown of Candy, and I'm really enjoying the current Burrow's End series. But honestly if there's any season or mini-season or general vibe YOU especially love and would like to focus on, feel free to do so! And if you want to incorporate stuff like art, minis, fan sources, or just rely on the player dynamics, go for it. I love basically everybody but special shout-out to Lou Wilson.

Amaury Guichon (the chocolate guy) (Youtube/Tiktok/he also had a Netflix show) - Guichon is a French-Swiss pastry chef known for making elaborate, edible chocolate sculptures, and posting usually wordless montage videos of his process. I'm just kinda curious what a Chocolate Guy vid would look like! Watching his videos and the work that goes into each piece is so fascinating, and he has a really charming and pleasant vibe. Love the technical skill, the commitment to the bit, and the fact they often look like they taste good on top of it!

#festivids #chef amaury #dimension 20 #midnight mass #the bear #the afterparty #renfield #abbott elementary