...consider Me Intrigued. And Curious.

Assuming the most likely scenario, that DB Cooper didn't survive the jump, that must mean he went to heaven.

If I may momentarily break keyfabe, I think the deal with D.B. Cooper is most likely that cops are just bad at finding people.

Other people please help support this game, I've given it as much as I can afford and I dearly want some of the stretch goals on offer to come to fruition

Violet Core - High Speed Sapphic Mecha TTRPG

After a long time of working on the game on-and-off, it's finally crash landed on Kickstarter!

Violet Core is a sapphic focused ttrpg about sad space lesbians dueling each other and making out while stranded in space. Drawing inspiration from the absolutely wonderful visual novel Heaven Will Be Mine as well as GunBuster, Zone of the Enders and Knights of Sidonia. It focuses the dramatic tension between friends, rivals and comrades. It's a game whose beating heart is deeply lesbian in a way that is a touch tricky to put into words...its indelibly infused. It's a game preoccupied with a looming horizon of destruction and what we do in the face of calamity.

Wish me luck! And if it looks cool and/or sweet to you, please share it around! My platform is tiny and sucks unlike the game which is huge and rad.

(edit...omg the tags. I'm blown away TT u TT my heart is doing a thing)

(art by myself and @portentous-offerings) Link to the Kickstarter >>> Here

FUCK

Is that what the creepy voice in the maybe-a-forest said??!?!?!

jesus tapdancing christ

there's a tiny jumpscare on my most recent album MYTH, and it's the kind of thing you only hear if you're listening with headphones in a quiet environment. i've found out that a lot of listeners don't hear it on the first or second listen, they just hear the main character reacting to something, and then when they finally do hear it they're like "was that there the whole time? or did it?? just appear???"

which is honestly perfect. i really nailed it. good for me. i deserve a treat.

Oh you mean unironically expressing joy without the dread spectre of being "cringe" pressing down on you sucking away your happiness and sense of self?? Yeah I sure hope there's no way back

once you start saying shit like "yayy" "yippee" and "hehe" theres no going back

should i make a post that's like. a script for USA folks talking to relatives and acquaintances about Palestine.

cause i think part of the answer is changing public opinion. if even 10% of the people in USA who are horrified by this genocide happening were able to convince ONE other person, that would be enormous.

so many people are being fed lies by facebook

Listening to this song feels different after reading this post.

Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

when you are just hanging out

You have instantly become my favourite person in the world.

COME SING WITH ME is a lyric game setting, a divinatory map, and a secret third thing. Inspired by (and made to explore) the album MYTH by @narcissistcookbook

It contains a map of the island of St. Sasha; a stolen songbook full of lyrics, curated by instinct; game tokens, with little instructions for their use; and the other stolen songbook scrawling with handwritten notes.

Created for the Tiny World TTRPG Jam.

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come sing with me by toesimpson

A setting for a lyric game, a divinatory map, and a secret third thing.

Zerxus, after Nidas kills him and gives him a chance to be free of Asmodeus' control: "I believe I can help with that."