hey what fucking year is it
Don̕’͜t ͟vac̛c͞i҉n͠a̛t̵ȩ.̷
W͓͓͉̟̪̖̦̤͊̈́̚a͓̗̳̲̯̞̓ͮ̈́͒l̠̣̱̲̖͎̯̮̄̒ͬͯl̯̘͚̼̱̆ͪ̂o̠͐ͨ͋̈͐ͅw̦̠̝͙͌̔̓ ̤̜̱͎͎͗͗̐ͬ͐̏͆͒́ͅi̹ͪ̂̐̉n͔̹͈̲̤̻̜͖̩͌̎ͣ̐ͦ ̭̤͖̳̽̄͊́̒̉̓f͖͈̭̠ͪ͆i͔̥̼̗̹͕͔̿̾̈̔̿ͬͅͅḽ̺̦̺̘͚͂͊ͮͣͨͧt̹̘̻͎̼͖ͭ̊͗̈ͮ̿͋ͣh̠̳̤̦͇̱̣̤̿͑̋̓ͤ̽
A̟̤͔͎͛ͣͥ͆ͯ͛ͨL̞̣̳̲̞̥̟ͮ͑̂̔L̯̠̤͇̻̈ͧ́̋ͣͮ͆ͫ̿ͅ ̥̰ͯͬ͛̓̚
H̴̨̹̬͓͚̩̙̥͙̗͚̿ͪ̎̇̽ͯͬ͊ͨ͞A͊͋̒ͨͨ͢͏̜̦͉̳̦͍̺̠̲̰͕͍̼͖̰͇͇͔͟I̷̢̥̪͖̬̖̝͔̞̤͈̘̎̋͌̋͊̆L̶̨͖̬̠̼͎̘̖̩̹̼̟̦̭̼̜ͫ̆͑̆̋ͤͫ͗́͌͟ ̧̨̡͉̥̭̜̟͓͙̟̖̝̳̒̆̑̏ͥ̽ͬͦͪͧ͋̐ͫͪͥ̔̿̐T̴̶̨͉̹̬̰̞̭̠̩̂̑̓̎̍ͪ̒͢H̴̵͑̿̊͊͏̬͖̟̻̮͡Ȩ̭̹̱͖̰͎̮̞͋̉ͦ̈́ͦͭ͛ͬͫ͝ ̶̛̥͇̻̫͙̠̼̝̯̰̫̙̺ͣ͒ͭͮ̐̊̓̏̽ͨ̄ͫ͜ͅ
G̃̐̄ͦ͆ͬ̒ͪ͒̃̏͂ͥͬͯ͂̚͘҉̷̫̙̼͎͉͇̹̩͚͙̳͎̫̠̟̺̭͟͠R̥̝͍͖̥͖̬̲͚̪̗͓͈͙̼̦̤̞͂̐̅̿͆̅͋͌ͮ͊ͥ̕͟Ḙ̛̺̯̻̯̋̋̏̎ͦ̅͌̊̂̈̀̎͂ͣ͢͡ͅA̴͓͍͕̞̼̓̿̆̔̑̿̏͂̽̒ͤ͞͠T̸̶̠̬̹̖̻͉͈͔̺̹͓̍̿ͥ̌͊͡ ̵̴̧̞̦͖̳̱̮̥̹̝̪̞͖̎̏͊ͫ͛͊͗ͭ͐͡Ṷ̷̼̠̯̣̞̥̟̣̠̘̟̹͛̓̒̐̚͘ͅṊ̨͈͚̭̗̪͙̰͆̒ͭͬ̌͒Ç̛̦̳̬̞͎͓̺̗̞̖͔͓̲̯̲͛ͦ͂̅͑͒L̶̴̢̨̮͈̻̘̲̠͎̤̹̺͚͔͇̦͖̪̩ͭ̒̿ͩ̌̉͒̓̒ͤ̀ͪͭ͛ͦ͐ͧ̂̀É͖̻̙̺̹͚̱ͥ̾̌̍ͯ̓̌̏̋̓̑̎͋ͩ͞A̧̢̖̠̯͚̬̞͎͕̯̻̥̝̥̳͒̒̏̃ͪ̊ͮ̌͑ͣ̅ͪͮN̶̻̞͍̦̟̝̯̳͚̤͓̫͍̼͔̰̳̺͋ͥ̐͐ͭͤͭ̂ͦ̔͆ͫͨ̿͑ͫ͝ ̛̛̣̼͎̠͉͍̩͑ͮ̄ͫͯ͑͒ͤ̽̌ͯ̈́ͥ͂ͦ̀͢͞
O̢͎͓̤̠̦̪̗͔̻̖͇̪̳̙͖͍͓͎̾̀̄̽̆͋̑̒ͮ̄ͥ̔ͥ̃̿̚̕͞ͅN̵̅̂ͩ̉̑̓̈̇ͥ̑͑ͦ̐̂͌̌̾̂҉̡̫̻̞̪͔Eͣͦͥͭ̅̄͑ͪ̑ͧ͆͏̤̭̬̺͙̲̥̼̬̼̤̪̼̱͍͇̘̯̖͢͞͡ ̈́̑̃̈́ͧ͂͒ͦ҉̗͚͕̦͈͚̪̥͚̯̼̠̠͎̬͎̕
A very subtle rogue
*party had to break into a bank to steal a safety deposit box*
Rogue: Hello, I would like to open up an account
Teller: okay, can i get your name and whether this will be a business account or a private account?
Rogue: Sure, my name is Robert Indie Banks
DM OOC after a beat of silence: Are you fucking using Rob Indie Banks as an alias for a character whose going to be robbing the bank?
getting random sharp pain in your organs is a lot like when your check engine light comes on in your car. you dont know what it means so you just ignore it and hope you dont blow up
monelyslave-noscopekween600thou:
I’m at the doctor office and this baby keeps yelling “I want donow” (mcdonalds) and the big brother (I assume) said “all the mcdonalds burnt down, there’s no more mcdonalds”
a d&d group who have only ever played virtually are forced to meet up and join forces when it seems their dm has gone missing. the group is comprised of beautiful popular athlete pretending to be a dork online, a dork pretending to be a beautiful popular athlete online, a stereotypical lives-in-his-mother’s-basement gamer who’s secretly rich, and the dm’s brother who doesn’t know the dm is his sister – they’ve never even exchanged real names online. halfway through their search they realize the dm sent them on a wild goose chase on purpose to give them the thrill of a real-life adventure. three quarters of the way through they realize that through the actions the dm set up for them to take, they’re actually being framed for a crime she committed.
Unrealistic premise, it requires players to actually follow the DM’s beautifully crafted plan for more than five minutes, zero stars
Can Charlie Day play the lives in the basement rich guy?
