it’s been a while since i’ve drawn homestuck, hasn’t it?
maybe the hiatus will give me a chance to catch up
A small town game of find the werewolf, turns a little bit dark
Context I was the DM and there were 3 players; a paladin(insisted on rolling to see if she was attracted to any authority figure she met), a ranger(he built the perfect archer and equipped nothing but daggers),and a monk(the only player trying to advance the story)
The group finds themselves in the home of a grieving widow and her son(who they barely retrieved from a pack of werewolves, because the ranger couldn’t range).
Monk: look we defeated the werewolf and saved the boy how do we tell if he’s been infected?
Ranger: well we broke our last silver dagger killing the werewolves so if he is infected we’re screwed.
Paladin: I have a resurrection item; I say we try to kill him without any silver and if he dies we know he’s not a werewolf and I can resurrect him.
Monk: OMG you’re supposed to be LAWFUL GOOD! LAWFUL GOOD!!!
DM: I will allow this form of werewolf verification.
Monk: LAWFUL GOOD!!!
This was the first adventure of what would later be named “Team Take & Break”
This is actually a really easy way to distinguish different types of magic users and decide which kind is right for your story!
Ranger: I dunno. The trees whisper to me sometimes.
Paladin: The belief that I am right.
We have no problem turning straight characters gay but would never turn gay characters straight
Alchemists spent centuries trying to turn iron into gold, but never gold into iron.
Jacks inner monologue: The portals are destroyed, aku has won and your family is waiting for you in the afterlife. Why don't you just give up and kill yourself?
Akus inner monologue: I'm bored. defeating the samurai isn't fun anymore.
The cherubs are also bloodswapped in my bloodswap. this results in calliope the muse of time who goes on to become lady english.
