Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

"This is madness! No man, Greek or Persian, threatens a messenger!"
"This is PATRICK!"

“When there’s nothing holding you back what would your thing be?”

You capitalists always think it’s an easily packaged formula sold to me, don’t you?

Sphinctr, the handy app that lets you know what peoples' ani look like!

oh SHIT Metallica's on!

* reflexively grabs 4d6 and rolls 6 times *

11, 14, 16, 13, 14, 06, I'm thinking dwarf ranger or barbarian. damn that's a tough dump stat to assign.

* fake "Lucky" accent *

'Tis the same old theme since 1916, ye thievin' little bastards be after me Lucky Charms! Off with ye noo, or I'll crack ye a good one across the head wi' me caman!

TFW you want to run D&D because you’ve had an idea for a series of games, but you’re also not sure who you’d want as players, which edition (includes PF2e) you’d use and you’re fairly sure you won’t have spoons at some point.

The plot of this Dungeon adventure is basically “let’s take a bunch of NPCs who’ve never been on either a ship or a farm, land them on Oerth’s version of Skull Island, and call it a colony WHY ARE THINGS GOING SIDEWAYS?”

Luckily for our heroes fate and play tests mean very few challenges in this module are likely to take out the hull/rigging/helmswoman. It’s all stuff like a horrible chaos phage infection, nori flavored shambling mounds, and untrained Profession (Sailor) checks.

The contrast of “I am vengeance! I am the night! I am BATMAN!” with “I yam what I yam,” gets me to how Wolvie is “the best there is at what I does BRAAAAP.” And if Wolverine’s basically Popeye through the teen edgelord filter, is SNIKT actually something Wolvie says out loud, equivalent to Popeye or Hellboy saying WHAM?

Again the idea that all Batman ever says is this Kevin Conroy “Batman!”

“I am vengeance! I am the night! I am BATMAN!”
“Very well Master Bruce, I’ll ready the GOOD limousine.”
“Batman.”

Now what if your PTSD comes from childhood? What if every time you’re upset even subtly makes you feel you’re back there, and it stacks with lack of control that might make anger flare up in even a “normal” adult?

Okay so small child meltdowns while annoying are sympathetic, a child doesn’t conceptualize a longer term; for all they know this is the last cake pop ever, the only time they may ever get to see Grandpa, they’ll be overheated forever etc. If you have PTSD maybe why your upset can be childlike is that you like a literal child have no long term concept.

It is kinda wild how most things I don't like are somewhat abstracted, and Twitter disintegrating has that but also immediate upsets.

A little like how I KNOW McDonald's isn't healthy, mistreats and underpays workers, etc, but I still eat it now and then, versus if they also put insecticide in the burgers?

Okay, confirmed temp job for Tuesday! this is ever so slightly intimidating as hell, but to be fair right now I'm having a day when anything other than "drink coffee, draw not necessarily well, read magazines" feels incredibly intimidating

@obscurestar have you seen that apparently Noodling Discourse has hit Mastodon

#hooey

I'm also thinking about briefly posting about how I got to be such a broken person in the first place, as context for folks.

fuck it, open question should I do any or all of these things?

what if I talked about some weird kinks openly on Mastodon?

what if I went to Shari's or Ihop and got a huge breakfast?

what if I went to Fuji and got some of their awesome ube filled malasadas?

what if I actually shaved my body hair the way I keep saying I will when things calm down?

well the good news is that, faced with the opportunity to turn thoughts about kink and drawing into reasons for despair, I consciously go "eh that's old habit brought on by stress" and part of me wants to talk about real weird kink instead (the drawing thing is that I really feel like I should do more grayscale stuff possibly digitally for ease)

me: man these little apple pastry things from Safeway sure are good at 11:00. Also I'm dead tired. G'night.

my stomach: hey. Hey wakeup. Hey. HEY!

me: oh yeah it's 1:30 isn't it, so tired. G'night.

my stomach: you know where you are? you're in the jungle, you're gonna DAAAAH!

me: crap it's 2:00 fine I'm awake.

the downside of really getting into Goodnight Texas is that they're REALLY making me want cigs