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Having another "I really, really wish I had the resources (time as well as money) for talk therapy" moments

I mean in an ideal world I could access talk therapy, some sort of regular martial arts practice, more social interactions IRL, and so on.

anyway, I was in a shit mood and weirdly putting on the Conan the Barbarian soundtrack and throwing some color onto a helped.

the most D&D part of Conan the Barbarian where they carefully, successfully, stealth their way into Thulsa Doom's Big Palace of Doom and then their plan for "rescue the princess" winds up being "set fire to everything, murder a batch of 2 HD enemies, and throw heavy shit down the stairs."

reused joke

"Take him to the Tree of Woe!"
"WHOA!"
"Crucify him."
"BOGUS!"

and now

both had their mothers tragically taken from them when they were very young

both learned endurance and willpower deep in the wilderness

yes, it's CONAN MEETS BAMBI

okay, finished up coloring, stepped myself back from today's ideation. Gonna post art, and go get breakfast stuff.

And now a seasonal treat! actually, my brain works weird.

The races of DARK SUN! Showing off what’s basically the most important thing about this setting.

“Dark Sun. You can play a really ripped human, you can play a really ripped dwarf, you can play a… a wiry elf, you can play…”
“Or you can play a BUG!”
“… a really ripped aarakocra.”

“Also the toilet seat is heated…”
“It’s great!”
“It’s like crapping on the GOOD car seats!”
“Fucking coyote!”

so Jennifer Connolly is in both Labyrinth and Dark City... hm...

fanfic in which Sarah is a nightclub singer in Labyrinth, convinced that the mysterious Jareth and his porkpie hatted minions hold the key to her memory loss as well as why the city constantly reshapes itself every night. But she has to hurry - if the clock strikes 13, Jareth and the other aliens will declare the experiment over and shut Labyrinth down forever.

Put on Garmarna after The Thirteenth Warrior soundtrack and I am now ready to set up a scorn-pole or challenge my foes to holmganga

or possibly to have coffee with kladkakka. Either way.

Battle of Salamis reenactment only it consists entirely of people in nondescript modern clothes hitting each other with salamis and falling over

Ever wonder whether humans in 40K have problems with putti crap?

Like here you are carefully using your cyberlimb to apply gold leaf to your requisition of three divisions of Twink Light Infantry to fight the Orks when suddenly PPPT! there’s a huge white streak!

It’s the putti overhead again!

I hear the horses thunder
down in the valley below
I'm waiting for the apples of Avalon
waiting for the eastern glow
the apples of the valley hold
the seeds of happiness
the ground is rich from tender care
repay, do not forget, no
dance in the dark night
sing to the morning light

okay that YT ad for suites I can't ever afford with the B-52s "Roam" just hurts like fucking hell

Normally, I wait until the next day to post but right now I’m just so happy to have actually finished a for the first time this week.

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