Anyway I’m gonna organize a convention and it’s gonna be all about, uhhh… vore. That’s an unserviced market. And it’s gonna be great. We’ll buy out the hotel and make it an independent city-state, rewrite the laws so that eating people is legal as long as it’s consensual, and genetically-engineer some frog monsters with tentacles, or whatever you kids are into. And U2 will be there.
All of that should take me till, like… October. If you guys fund the Kickstarter.
But it won’t be on an island, it’ll be in Utah. Because I’m trying to think realistically.
stuart semple’s (creator of the pinkest pink, glitteriest glitter, greenest green, archnemesis of anish kapoor, etc….) latest instagram post asdfgghkfdkaj
this art feud gives me life
New form of joke: telling someone to roll an ability check for something that obviously doesn’t need that type of check
“I wanna see if this dead body is anyone we recognize” “Roll an acrobatics check”
You say joke, but I like to use it as an opportunity to genuinely fuck with players. “I want to see if the dead body is anyone we know.” “Roll acrobatics.” “11?” “The body seizes you by the wrists and lunges at your throat with its teeth, howling like a demon. You are grappled. Roll initiative.”
Or, “I want to check the chest for traps.” “Roll performance.” “Okay, uh. 17…?” “You start whistling quietly while you go about tapping, poking, and examining the sides of the chest. It’s a pretty catchy tune you picked up a couple days ago from the bard.” “Alright, neat, and the chest?” “The chest starts humming along.”