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dxkjf · 5 months
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CW CW KIND OF IDK
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SORRY GUYS BEING CRINGE ANATOMY lalalala i just think its silly i may rework it a bit more in the future who knows
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thelone-copper · 8 months
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Introducing: A new character🤯🤯
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Mmmkay so I had a few (non concrete ideas) for my new pretty fella, so I’ll just start with the most concrete ones. They’re a part of @dxkjf ‘s newscast for “Sunnyside!” They’re a unicorn monster, and the newsroom’s makeup artist!
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I had an idea that they would be Julie’s sibling, but I’m having trouble going through with it because they’re so different from their possibly siblings. The only thing relatable with them is that they: have horns, are a monster, and have a color-coordinated pallet (Jonsey is Green, Bea is Orange etc.)
As I think about that, here’s some possible names!
•Maziey Joyful
•Margo Unicrest
Anyway I hope y’all enjoy the new pretty fellar
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zorlok-if · 1 year
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"Evey," the blonde woman gazes past you, her lavender-gray eyes shining as she smiles. "There you are!"
"Hey, Vi," a clear voice responds, noticeably less-enthused than Viola's. You know this voice. Unfortunately.
Your muscles tense up. This was the confrontation you were trying to avoid by coming directly to Detective Jarndyce.
"I hadn't seen you yet today." Viola crosses one long leg over the other, leaning back in her chair with a smug expression. "You had me starting to worry."
"Yeah." Eve sounds tired, already exasperated and it's only 8:15. "Well, there's a missing corpse I had to deal with." You manage not to react to that statement. "And I can't just sit at a desk all day," she continues, pointedly.
Viola smiles briefly. "I'm actually in the middle of taking a statement as you should have noticed." She clears her throat, gesturing to you with an open palm. "This is—"
"Oh," Eve cuts her partner off. "There's no need for that." You hear something like a manila folder snapping shut before being dropped onto a desk. "I remember them."
Your heartbeat falters—if you do indeed have a heart. You spin around in the cheap, rolling desk chair. Eve is now towering over you less than half a meter away, her arms tightly crossed.
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Your mind returns to Redcliff Forest three nights ago. The hellhound was leading the dogs and their handlers away from you—charging deeper and deeper into the park, getting as far from Fell Hollow as it could.
You were catching your breath in a bush, quickly realizing you'd picked the wrong shrub to hide in. Spiny thorns dug into your side, ripped the fabric across your back and shoulders, tore into the tender flesh at the base of your neck. You were about to move when loud radio static erupted from the ravine, no more than ten meters behind you. "55-A. Suspect in custody. All units report back to your commanding officers."
"10-4", Eve responded.
"Let's get out of here." Viola sighed. "This place gives me—"
A flashlight beam flicked on. It was aimed at the bush. At you.
"Eve? What is it?" Viola whispered aggressively. Her partner didn't respond. "Did you see something?"
Eve paused for a long moment. She was closing in, approaching slowly but surely. Leaves crunched beneath her feet. A twig snapped.
"Maybe," Eve murmured.
Silence.
You clenched your fists. What the hell? How had an ordinary human noticed you?
"We have to go," Viola pleaded. "There's nothing there. It's just a bush. Are you going to arrest a fucking plant?" She walked closer to Eve, whispering, "Come on. Let's get out of here." There was a playfulness to her voice that you didn't fully understand.
Shit. You didn't want to kill these two tonight, but if it came down to it—
"Fine." The spotlight drifted away. "After you."
Back in the precinct, you shift in your seat. "Right. About that—" you start to speak at the same time as Eve says, "You were the one we brought in for questioning last week. The one those kids saw at Sunnyside."
Relief washes over you. You do your best not to let it show. "Yes. Lovely to meet you again, Detective Park."
"Same to you." A dangerous smile touches her full lips. She tucks her hair behind her ear and pulls over her own desk chair. "I've been hearing a lot about you..."
Please enjoy this sketch of Eve courtesy of the lovely and incredible Vin (@fooltofancy). I cannot recommend working with her enough. Definitely go check out their other work (like this one of Adam or this one of Dev).
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Welcome back to Wonderful World of Darklords! Our summer hiatus has ended, and we're coming back with a franchise that was our white whale for months: the Toy Story trilogy. (Yes, trilogy. We're so glad they didn't make any more movies after Toy Story 3, the perfect ending to the series, la la la we can't hear you.) Lotso is a perfect darklord in so many ways, but how can the PCs interact with a domain in which every important character is a toy that pretends to be inanimate whenever humans are around? Cracking that puzzle was harder than evading a toy monkey in a panopticon, but we managed it without nearly getting ourselves incinerated in the process.
Topics discussed include:
How to get your PCs interacting with Lotso in a way similar to how Woody, Buzz, and the gang do, instead of just tying him to the front of a garbage truck;
An in-universe mechanical explanation for why the toys have to freeze in almost every situation, but can move around to scare the pants off Sid;
Why the phrase "Stinky Pete is a Kargat agent" makes perfect sense in context;
A way to make a Sunnyside-based adventure feel like a Toy Story movie, complete with traveling from one location to another on a strict deadline (although, alas, the final destination isn't Andy's house and the deadline doesn't involve anyone moving or going to college);
And more!
The full writeup for Sunnyside is available for free on DM's Guild: https://www.dmsguild.com/product/450988/Shadyside-Inn-and-Foundling-Home-A-Ravenloft-Domain-of-Dread?affiliate_id=24177 (In the writeup, we're calling it Shadyside and tweaking the names of a few NPCs to avoid any copyright kerfuffles, but all the information is the same. Shadyside is still ruled by an evil bear who smells of strawberries, even if his name happens to be Lazlo.)
In addition to the free DM's Guild writeup, Tom wrote a Toy Story adventure like our Sleepy Hollow adventure from October! As always with these longer adventures, a caveat: while our DM's Guild writeups for domains are free and always will be, adventures are a LOT more work and DM's Guild doesn't give us the option of "no, no, it's free for regular podcast listeners but everyone else has to pay." HOWEVER, just like with Sleepy Hollow and the Raven Nebula, we have a coupon code to get our listeners the adventure for 99 cents instead of $1.99 until the end of September. (And if you join our Patreon, you can get access to a free link!) Check out the discounted link here: https://www.dmsguild.com/shopping_cart.php?products_id=450987
All music recordings are in the public domain (mark 1.0) and are licensed through https://musopen.org:
Chopin Nocturne in B-Flat Minor, Op. 9 No.1 (main theme), performed by Eduardo Vinuela
Chopin Etude Op. 25, No. 12 in C Minor: “Ocean” (darklord theme), performed by Edward Neeman
Chopin Nocturne in F Minor, Op. 55 No. 1 (land theme), performed by Luke Faulkner
Rachmaninoff Morceaux de Fantaisie, Op. 3 - 2. Prélude in C sharp minor (Dread Possibilities), performed by Sergei Rachmaninoff
Chopin Nocturne in E Minor, Op. 72 No. 1 (parting thoughts), performed by Luke Faulkner
Dialog for Yensid was written by Azalin Rex himself: @darklordazalin
The Wonderful World of Darklords logo was designed by Halite Jones, whom you can find @halite-draw or on Instagram: http://www.instagram.com/insta_halite
Contact us on:
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gamebudd · 2 months
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Empowering Excellence: Unveiling the Women-Led Games Showcase and 22 Game-Changing Titles for 2024
The Women-Led Games Showcase kicked off with an hour-long livestream of 22 games coming to PC and consoles. Each one of the games comes from a women-led games studio, and most are targeting a 2024 release window. From the Hollow Knight-looking Aestik and the Japanese countryside-set farming sim Sunnyside to the very creepy-looking Darkwebstreamer and the vampire adventure game Cabernet...
Empowering Excellence: Unveiling the Women-Led Games Showcase and 22 Game-Changing Titles for 2024 - (gamebudd.com)
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otherdeb · 1 year
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Review: The Legend of Sleepy Hollow, by Washington Irving
Review: The Legend of Sleepy Hollow, by Washington Irving
Another book I should have read long ago. In fact, more shame to me on this one. When I was a teen, my family went to visit Sunnyside, Washington Irving’s home/museum, and what I got at the gift shop was a book of stories by Mr. Irving — which sat unread on my bookshelf for years. Of course, now that I want to read it I can’t find it, so I grabbed an audio copy of the short story through Libby.…
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Day 5: Oct 30th, Sunnyside Manor & Sleepy Hollow. Today was a great day to see a manor and some graves. We started the day at the famous Sunnyside Manor of Washington Irving (author of “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow”) and then ventured to the headless horsemen bridge & Sleepy Hollow Cemetery. I don’t know why, but I love cemetery’s, they’re so beautifully calm (we’re going back tomorrow) we’ve got a lot of steps in this vacation and we still have 2 more days to go! 💝 . #legendofsleepyhollow #sleepyhollowcemetery #hallowseve #samhain #samhainblessings #sleepyhollow #washingtonirving (at Sleepy Hollow, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkWxq5FrxeL/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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landgraabsims · 3 years
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kristinrebeccamusic · 5 years
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Harps Across America Episode 21 On the way back home from a fantastic show is Connecticut we stopped by Sleepy Hollow, NY. It was a little early in the day for a headless horseman sighting but we did see some of his haunts. Including the Sleepy Hollow Cemetery and the Philipsburg Manor House. Before leaving the state we made one last stop to the house where “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow” was written, Washington Irving’s Sunnyside. While we didn’t have time for a tour of the actual house we did wander around the grounds and peer in some of the house windows. The estate itself is beautiful with views of the Hudson River and lovely gardens. Visitors are allowed to wonder the property, after purchasing a ticket, and you’re welcome to take as much time as you like. I always fine it inspiring to walk around property or homes of other creatives. I grew up having some of Irving stories read to me and/or watching them on the TV Show “Wishbone” including “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow” and “Rip Van Winkle”. Getting to see where he lived brought the stories alive just a little bit more for me.
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oddthingsiveseen · 5 years
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[2019 OTIS HALLOWEEN DIE-ARY] October 6: Sleepy Hollow, Day 2 of 2 
On our last day in Sleepy Hollow, our last site was the Headless Horseman himself... (read more)
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dxkjf · 4 months
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silly silly silly the beaumont sistersss argrargrgdgfg
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thelone-copper · 6 months
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WUH OH VAUGE CYNTHIA LORE🤯🤯🤯🤯 (hheheheheheheheheeee @dxkjf )
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Also I redesigned her a while ago Ahaha🤭🤭🤭
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wormdoc · 6 months
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SHORT CHARACTER INTRO THING while i work on the doc
Chess is the grumpy ass train operator who likes cowboys I hate him
Charlottes his best friend who runs a little bakery diner place
Melina is the doctor for Sunnyside Hollow who's a silly hippie
Valentines a loverboy who owns the nerd library nerd
Loonas a kid who runs around, really loves space and drawing
(Johnny and the rest of the newsroom is connected to sunnyside but they don't live in Sunnyside Hollow it'll make more sense when i post the map)
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katestravelphotos · 4 years
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kelleah-meah · 3 years
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It's the last 3 days of October and Samhain weekend is upon us ...
So I've been away for most of October because between work, life and freelancing, I have been a bit neglectful in my self-care. Last year, I made elaborate plans for the holiday, and I sort of did the same this year ...
... but then I kind of scrapped them. Best laid schemes and all that. 🤷🏽‍♀️
Now that the weekend is upon us, I think I have a clear idea of what I will be doing over the next 3 days. I've simplified the plans a little bit so as to not feel completely overwhelmed between work and other things on my plate.
Note: I'm currently obsessing over Scottish actor Peter Capaldi, so you'll notice a trend regarding his films featured in my plans.
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Without further ado, here it goes:
Friday (All Hallows Eve Eve Eve) --
Meditate + Tao study + Tarot reading
Tidy my house
Finish sprucing up ancestral altar
Cook vegetarian chili
Watch Soft Top Hard Shoulder
Drink hot chocolate
Eat candy corn
Saturday (All Hallows Eve Eve) --
Meditate + Tao study + Tarot reading
Watch The Love Child
Eat candy corn
Drink hot chocolate
Burn incense
Creative Time: Shadow Work Art Project
Listen to new Tom Waits album
Sunday (All Hallows Eve) --
Road trip to Sleepy Hollow & Sunnyside, NY: visit the Home of Washington Irving, take Octagon House tour, walk around Sleepy Hollow and take photos, grab a bite to eat, and write in my journal
Watch Hotel
Drink hot chocolate
Eat candy corn
Meditate
Do big Samhain tarot spread reading
Write in my Grimoire
Monday (All Saints Day) --
Meditate + Tao study + Tarot reading
Do Ancestors tarot spread reading
Watch Constellations play online
Do confidence spell
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So that's what I have planned. I work on Saturday, but I have Sunday and Monday off. So we'll see what actually happens compared to what I have planned.
I haven't been sleeping well lately, so we'll see how it goes. Watch this space.
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scorpionwins · 3 years
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Oh wow oh wow- so like. A time skip AU. But established Jugpea. @viknikisbae came up with the brilliant concept of ' what if Jug left Riverdale, yes, but he still came back every now and again? Maybe once a year? And him and SP have this tentative, fragile thing between them called 'hard-core pining idiots loving one another so much but they don't say anything and pretend everything is okay. Until it isn't.'
So yeah. Jug can't take the thought of them only being friends with benefits and nothing else,- even if he doesn't deserve someone like Sweet Pea. Someone too right and too good to deal with his broken self.
Jug knows Sweet Pea pretends to be okay with it; pretends he prefers hours over years, kisses under twilight instead of daylight, hushed 'I love yous ' when he thinks Jug is sleeping to saying it with his chest. Jug loves him right back, desperately, achingly, back.
He wants this world, who treated him poorly and unjustly, to KNOW it wasn't pwerful enough to take that away.
Sweet Pea loves strongly, loves deeply, loves in ways not every man could. In ways Jughead doesn't deserve,  but maybe someone better will.
So he calls the arrangement off, and leaves Riverdale for good.
He breaks Sweet Pea's heart gently.
Jug comes to town, and Sweet Pea waits by THEIR booth, as usual; he already ordered for Jug. He's been in this seat so many times before it feels more like home than his actual house.
He watches bluesky bleed orange, then midnight black, and counts the stars one by one until he realizes Jughead won't come. So he goes home- and Jug is leaning against his trailer. Dwelling on nothing in particular, fiddling with his fingers.
Concern blossoms like a thorned flower, squeezing at Sweet Pea's chest when he tries to look Jug in the eye and finds the sea green eyes he loves to admire terribly dull, even in the dark. Sweet Pea steps forward, crackling leaves trailing at his boots.
The nature echoes , because neither of them say a word. That's the problem,  wasn't it? Both of them speak, but they never talk.
" I forgot to give these back," Jug whispers, carefully calm,  words chillingly rehearsed, as if he practiced them in a mirror until he got the tone just right.
They betray no emotion other than nonchalance. A mellow death, if Sweet Pea ever heard one. "Here; They're yours. I don't want them anymore."
Like hell. Like fucking hell. " You were late at Pops today; Sunset looked nice," Sweet Pea shoves past him, feet stomping , heart racing and bleeding and cracking all the way. 
His joints tremble with aching anger, panic. He's losing him. He's losing his baby and it will stick this time. "Anyway, wanna come in?"
Jug doesn't follow right away, but Sweet Pea swears he heard some harbored breathing, forced intake of breaths, a few mumbled curses salted with sorrow.
Sweet Pea  hopes his heart break just as much as his own. And he hates that most of all. "Nate, please."
Sweet Pea stays deaf to it. " You know, you could've called. Had to phone Red to ask if you were even in town, and that wasn't a happy talk. I also had to eat that gross milkshake and fries thing by myself, which, you owe me for now,- damn it why won't it go the FUCK in?!"
The keys won't fit because his hands are shaking, too pained, and too jittery to match the lock. His throat feels raw, matching the pain in his chest, and his voice sounds broken even to his own ears.  "Why won't it go on?"
"Nathaniel, look at me, - "
The pain overpowers Sweet Pea. He punches the door, blow after blow after blow until the shape of his fists leave deep dents in the surface and a few bones crack under the weight of his fury. Fury, or heartbreak? In love, both might as well be synonyms.
The assault is stopped by a small hand resting on the taller man's crimson fist, too gentle and too loving for what he's doing. Sweet Pea stops nonetheless,  - Jughead Jones had him bewitched, ever since they were 16, trading giggly kisses behind Pops.
He could make Sweet Pea do just about anything. Either with a pleading tone or big Bambi eyes staring, asking for what his mouth won't, because he never had to. Sweet Pea always knew what Jug needed, what he wanted,  the desires he didn't want to name. He just KNEW Jug.
But clearly not enough to see this coming. "We can't keep this up. Its not healthy."
Sweet Pea snorts, vindictive, venom pouring dripping on his words. His soul is burning and he wants Jughead to know he's holding the matches. "And you, Mr. New York junkie fuck, know everything about health, huh?"
Hurt washes over Jug's features, and Sweet Pea wants to take those cruel words back with a quickness, take his boy in his arms, grovel for forgiveness. But they're past that now.
."Newsflash, asshole! It's the only thing we have, and it didn't kill us yet!" He's desperate.  And it tastes so bitter, so sour, a vicious thing clawing at every nerve of his body and invading every thought.
The smaller man's jaw clenches, his right cheek hollow. " Dying goes beyond not breathing, Sweet Pea. And I can't, - I can't let you do this to yourself anymore,"
and then, under the winking stars of Sunnyside Park, Jughead Jones places his dog tags in his bloody hands, plants a kiss on the corner of his mouth, and breaks his heart into a million pieces, all begging for a place to go wherever Jug is going.
"You were the best part of my life," liar, he's a fucking LIAR, a pretty one, sweet voiced and summer warmth with skin, but a liar all the same. If that was true, he would stay. If that was true, this wouldn't taste so much of heartbreak. "I'm sorry I couldn't be that for yours."
He's going to walk away,  leave Sweet Pea behind, AGAIN, like he did when they were 16 and in love without even knowing how to love yet. As if Sweet Pea means nothing. As if his love means nothing.
"I LOVE YOU," he screams, because he wants this boy to know, to be kept awake every night like Sweet Pea was. Haunted by just how deep this glass shard love could cut. Jones can run from him, but he won't be able to outrun this. "ASSHOLE."
Jughead halts, fists balled, chasing a phantom weight no longer there. "I know."
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