Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

@vahnj Here’s a retro Kobold for everyone, as requested by @TonyDiTerlizzi #dnd #dnd5e #kobold #WOTCstaff https://twitter.com/WhittersRichard/status/996269557617590272/photo/1

“cetacean chicks are flat chested and I can’t tell them from the guys! You lied to me!”
“I said they had huge melons.”

“cetacean chicks are flat chested and I can’t tell them from the guys! You lied to me!”
“I said they had huge melons.”

So if you represent yourself in furry fandom as a cetacean

does that mean you have a sonarsona?

This morning I am trying to think that my lack of future is as much conditioned reaction from people who wanted me to believe my only viable options played into their convenience, as it is any objective reality (we don’t live in particularly good times). This isn’t easy.

Also, I’m pissed off about politics (this is like saying “I slept sometime in the last 24 hours”) and want to play hookey to draw and study this one composition thing.

Telling myself things are okay, things will be okay, because hell, that's gotta be at least as valid as everything telling me they won't be okay.

and mood is crashing again, and I'm dead tired so gonna roll both things into the same deal, going to bed early.

so first my housemate pointed out that Wicked Grounds had huge photos of fisting on the walls rn and I suggested they were gonna sell doughnuts

then they were grumpy about jaywalkers in dark hoodies with the hood up, so I suggested I'd be real visible if I had a pink hoodie, and I could pull the hood down and unzip it and moan, and they suggested sewing ruffles around the zipper, and I suggested splutting sriracha on everything claiming it was That Time of the Month.

Whoa so bugbears in 3.5 got +4 str, +2 dex, +2 con, -2 cha, +3 natural armor, +4 to move silently, a ton of racial skills and 3d8 racial HD for get this +1 level adjustment. Aarakocra are +2 ECL by comparison and I would way rather play a parrot anthro than a bugbear. It’s like the designer was dating a bugbear. I found where all the cheddar went in Faerun.

Tis an ELFING day to be a hero! Nay, an ARMY of heroes! TOORAH!

Also “aarakocra” has the same scansion as “my Sharona.” #dnd

Dude, did we just have an earthquake?

Ok I feel like shit. Plan is to do this massive amount of dishes, take a shower, go from there. And if you just got back from BLFC and you’re happy and itching to draw stuff? Your depression is right here, it’s safe.

I was going to express an angry political opinion. But no matter how upset I get, all I can do is sit on the sidelines while the body count and hate speech increases. This shitty idea was always going to get people killed and they always knew it.

This is kinda nice though they talk about vacations, daycare for the kids, tv shows (when asked for recommendations I said I really liked The Expanse), stocks (?). I feel like I show up saying “Hello fellow humans! How is your bipedal locomotion going today? I’ve really been enjoying driving on freeways lately.”

Also although we’re fairly diverse as far as East Asian/mid eastern/East Indians, and there are some Latinos, I have exactly one Black coworker, and that bugs me.

My current gig does lunch for all employees. It’s weird to work gigs like here or the last place where “startup” means stuff like “we have beer and wine on Friday” after 2017 being constantly told I was doing 2-4 people’s work because we were a startup.

Today’s lunch is surprisingly bland middle eastern. Like I can see going light on garlic, but light on lemon juice?

Everyone tends to eat together except the accountants where I sit.

I apparently was hungry and also talkative; I helped my housemates get places, ate a ton of donburi, and started from talking about the time I fell asleep while GMing, to how completely everyone in my old college group played to stereotypes in the longest running campaign we had.

One of the several ways that I’m kinda weird is I’m aware of my own mortality opposite from usual.

A lot of my family’s lasted into their 90s but my grandparents really scared me. Assuming my dire fears don’t come to pass the end isn’t going to be next year or in five years, I’m looking at 4-6 *decades*. That’s a long time to be haunted by all of the bullshit from childhood. I’m not great with this stuff but still hope to resolve this as much as possible, as soon as possible.

aaand that's it on working on stuff for two different customers this evening. I think I'm done with being a responsible adult for a while, and I'm gonna go get or make dinner.