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And, RIGHT after the basic rules tell you Drive and Firearms don’t cover tanks and heavy artillery, guess what’s in the Player’s Guide? “Buahahaha, Lupines! Our loader has three dots in Celerity, let’s see you Rage for Gaia’s grief against 60 tons of MBT!”

Planet of the Apes
Children of the Apes
Ape Messiah
Foundation and Apes
Moreta, Apelady of Pern

WHOA SHAKSHUKA
BAM BA LAM

I adore how Wallace and Grommit is so English you can tell they don’t just have tea, they’re drinking tea with milk and sugar.

Okay we started 2024 with Troma’s “Banana Motherfucker” and it was as good as we expect from Troma. We made it 15 minutes though a 15.5 minute long movie.

Playing Dr Dan Nguyen, 60 year old fisherman, in Betrayal at the House on the Hill. Role playing wise somehow he’s acquired a Brooklyn accent and complains about how his knees are killing him after doing the stairs in this place, he got two crossbow bolts in the back and might be getting a migraine.

Cambell’s Chunky Depleted Uranium (and Ham) sold better in the Jackbox “Junktopia” game better than Vlad Tepes’ Bar Mitzvah Photo, despite how it has fancy dress to honor Vlad’s aunt Esther Tepes, who made the BEST blintzes. Darn.

My best answer for Quiplash was suggesting the title of a 40s sex advice book was “When You Jerk Alone You Jerk With Hitler”

2e VtM lists stuff you can’t do with Drive or Firearms in ways which imply someone had players who at least TRIED hijacking a tank

O MIGHTY WARRIOR OF GREAT FIGHTING STOCK
MIGHT I INQUIRE TO ASK, WHAT'S UP DOC?

"I'm going to kill da wabbit"

OH MIGHTY WARRIOR TWILL BE QUITE A TASK
HOW WILL YOU DO IT
MIGHT I INQUIRE TO ASK?

"with my spear and magic helmet"
"spear and magic helmet?"
"magic helmet!"
"Yes, magic helmet! And I'll give you a sample!

"North winds BWOW! South winds BWOW! Typhoons, hurricanes... SMOOOOGGGGGG"

"bye!"
"That was da wabbit!"

a sword age, an axe age
iniquities multiply
a wolf age, a storm age
until the world's ruined

whattaya expect in an opera, a happy ending?

cross the river leave the abyss
give the seat of the toilet a kiss
each virgin sacrifice speaks these magic words,
just jiggle the handle and call forth a turd!

here it comes baby, Ah'm droppin' mah load!
Ah ain't just on it, Ah AM th' commode
AHH!

#SongLyrics #Gwar

#drawings today, more VtM fanarts

Werewolf the Apocalypse is a Queer and leftist analogy in that you are something labeled monstrous in a body that doesn't quite fit anyone's definition facing a threat which threatens everyone and everything you know, so what you do with your time is be upset about other werewolves doing it WRONG

Reading my new VtM rules book I both have thumbnailed characters and written story ideas, and gotten incredibly bored with being told how to build ambience linked to Jung like archetypical stories which require 6 pages of jargon.

Keep in mind while Werewolf and Changeling REALLY connect to me at some big levels, Vampire doesn’t; it’s just interesting to me.

The definition of entertainment media is "something big comes along which blows the lid off what was there before and you ask yourself, wow, you mean they can actually do this?" I can see this in how prior generations hit Tolkien and science fiction in general, but my lifetime's included an okay amount of "wow, you mean they can actually do this?" There's obviously going to be a great deal of that long after I'm gone.

reminded myself that a story I still want to work on involves how 1940-44 is technically a "greatest hour of need" for most countries in Europe, and consequently awakened Ogier Dansk and Roland fighting Friedrich Barbarossa's troops, Owain Glyn Dwr and Arthur unsure about defending foreigners from England, etc.

In a brief fragment of dream I saw these drawings - they weren't mine in the dream - with this really brilliant interplay of white and black space. I now can't remember what they looked like.

starting to feel that life is essentially being okay with yourself despite the INEVITABILITY of rejections, failures and letdowns

I hadn't realized that Germans had grafted a British/American style Santa Claus onto their previously Very Christian St. Nicholas as "Weinachtsmann." Literally Christmas Man. Criminals are a superstitious and cowardly lot, and I must strike Christmas into their hearts. The carol "Tomorrow Comes The Christmas Man" does not help with this.