alright everyone back at it again. RB for reach if you wouldn’t mind (:
to clarify, this is about how you feel instinctually. i’ve done both too much and too little neuroscience reading to turn this into a scientific debate
Can't stop thinking about an undead patron warlock, born in Barovia who made a pact with Strahd for freedom.
I'm thinking a Victor Vallakovich type who tried to learn magic but didn't even get as far as Victor. Eventually they work up the nerve to try breaking into Ravenloft, hoping to find some ancient tome with the secrets to escape, and are caught immediately.
Strahd decides to have fun with them, so he sends them out into Faerun with a bunch of mists talismans and orders to lure 'worthy adversaries' into Barovia. If they go too long without getting Strahd some adventurers to hunt for sport, the mists start gathering around them and eventually will drag them back home. The same would happen if they ever betrayed Strahd.
They feel really bad about doing this, but not bad enough to go back to Barovia, fuck no.
When they made the pact with Strahd, he asked if they would betray everyone they loved for him. They said yes, because everyone they'd ever loved had died as a result of Being in Barovia. So as far as they were concerned it was like promising your firstborn when you didn't want kids.
Obviously the end goal would be to plan something with the DM, where -- after doing a bunch of quests with the other party members, leveling up and bonding to found family status -- they get a call from their patron who says: say, your friends are actually quite impressive. Give them to me :)
Whoever invented "open in app" links that redirect you to the app store instead of actually opening the app even when you already have the app installed on your phone should be involuntarily turned into a beanbag chair
Every problem these days is handled by the compiler. You wrote unreadable code? The compiler takes care of it. Redundant middle managers attempt a botched implementation of agile scrum? The compiler, too, takes care of them. Wife leaves you for an internet catgirl because you spend all your time at the office compiling code? The compiler takes care of you. We will always trust the compiler. We always know the compiler. We will always be the compiler. All abstractions will be rendered into clean and pure numerics. Such is the path of computation. Such is the compiler!
Me: Okay you need to write this exposition. Just a little so the audience knows what's up and then we can go back to plot stuff
My brain: Oh you want final battle?? You wanna hallucinate the final battle that's an unthinkable number of chapters away to Holding Out For A Hero from Shrek 2 and absolutely nothing else??? Is that what you want????
Once you have enough followers, your blog functionally becomes a search engine stronger than Google. I posted a question about courts-martial in the Vietnam War and a lawyer DM'd me to chat. I posted about trying to find a particular news clip that aired a decade ago and someone had a link in the replies within an hour. The Internet has many horrors, but one colossal upside is niche experts can stumble on your questions and answer them for no reason other than love of knowledge
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