Roll To Banish TERFs

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How am I not playing this?

"Roll a fabulosity check."

Cleric: *aggressively puts foot on table and shows off Yu-Gi-Oh socks*

DM: ROLL A FABULOSITY CHECK WITH A GODDAMN ADVANTAGE

Puppy reacts to getting hicups!

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INKTOBER Day 14!

The world of Airth. Literally torn apart by an ancient war between the gods who created it, Airth is divided into 4 sections: 1. the Stratos, a chain of islands high in the sky where the Sylph people live 2. The Rimland, a massive ring of continents and giant islands where Most of the inhabitants of Airth live. Wake lives here. 3. The Abyss, a stretch of atmosphere filled with incredible cloud formations and tiny floating islands. Limberg and Grimm are from here. 4. The Core, an ocean covered rocky sphere filled with colossal caves. The Tengru, monsters and beasts, and the Dark Lord live down here.

There is a prophecy that the Dark Lord will regain his power and destroy what’s left of Airth to start a new planet with him as ruler. The only thing that can stop him is the Star Seed. It is the key to making Airth whole again and destroying the darkness forever. But is the Star Seed only a myth?

#inktober #inktober2015 #SkyHeartComic

Damn, this always brings a tear :’(

Let’s go to the sea, before sunrise. The city lights go out, one by one, the stars fade, then the horizon glows, almost like it’s on fire. It’s kinda rose-colored, right? First the sea, then it spreads to the sky, then to the whole city. It gets brighter and brighter till everything… glows. It’s really pretty. I know you’d like it.

When he was a little boy, Sam Vimes had thought that the very rich ate off gold plates and lived in marble houses.    He’d learned something new: the very very rich could afford to be poor. Sybil Ramkin lived in the kind of poverty that was only available to the very rich, a poverty approached from the other side. Women who were merely well-off saved up and bought dresses made of silk edged with lace and pearls, but Lady Ramkin was so rich she could afford to stomp around the place in rubber boots and a tweed skirt that had belonged to her mother. She was so rich she could afford to live on biscuits and cheese sandwiches. She was so rich she lived in three rooms in a thirty-four-roomed mansion; the rest of them were full of very expensive and very old furniture, covered in dust sheets.    The reason that the rich were so rich, Vimes reasoned, was because they managed to spend less money.      Take boots, for example. He earned thirty-eight dollars a month plus allowances. A really good pair of leather boots cost fifty dollars. But an affordable pair of boots, which were sort of OK for a season or two and then leaked like hell when the cardboard gave out, cost about ten dollars. Those were the kind of boots Vimes always bought, and wore until the soles were so thin that he could tell where he was in Ankh-Morpork on a foggy night by the feel of the cobbles.     But the thing was that good boots lasted for years and years. A man who could afford fifty dollars had a pair of boots that’d still be keeping his feet dry in ten years’ time, while a poor man who could only afford cheap boots would have spent a hundred dollars on boots in the same time and would still have wet feet.     This was the Captain Samuel Vimes “Boots” theory of socioeconomic unfairness.

Men at Arms by Terry Pratchett (via cat-sophia)

Reenactor throws a spear at a drone

apparently, evangelical cartoonist Jack Chick passed away last night

let us remember him by taking a moment to laugh once again at this classic