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Rising Star
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Welcome back friends, I’m glad you chose to stop back. Please pull up a seat and stay a while. Now, where were we? Ah yes, Star was getting more reading materials, and collected some scrolls. So we were going to see what was found. It was a four-way split.
1) Maps and Notes2) Spells and Notes3) Love LettersAnd 5) Let’s go check in with Luna!
I have rolled a d4 to pick the next step and it came up that we are going to check in with Luna. So time to see what is going on with the darling bard.
Sitting in the sunlit center of time, Luna’s fingers plucked at the strings as she continued playing for the good citizens. Her eyes danced with mirth as she saw them enjoying her music. But her eyes had been sharp and keen for the sight of her traveling companion. She had proven to be a masterful tale untold, one that Luna wanted to learn more about. It was almost adorable how much she protested not being the central figure in this story.
The refusal of the call to action was such a delightful element to the story and she wanted to see more about where it would lead. But also, she was taking her to Castledale, the heart of the kingdom’s knowledge and power. There were bound to be secrets galore she could glean from being there.
This little quest was going nicely, and she only felt sorrow at the prospect of it ending.
Strumming out a playful little tune for the children to dance and play to, she reflected on that. Why was this such a change of her usual pace? What could be the cause for this sense of loss?
Why did she want to see Star smile in victory so much?
There was more of a story to her disinterest in just the tale to tell that she had been trying to avoid thinking about, something that was growing harder and harder with each passing moment. The way she lit up about her studies, the scrunching of her nose at the prospect of plodding through the mud and the muck, and she had a nice singing voice that she shared with her, something she felt was rare and she was gifted with it.
Pausing between songs, she stilled with her hand gripping her cup as a thought occurred to her. If this was a story she was telling, she would suggest the bard was smitten with the cute little wizard.
Oh, this was a problem she would have to work out. She didn’t want to be tied down, and she couldn’t tell if Star was welcome to a more open situation. She would have to talk with her about this. Finishing her break, she flexed her hand and looked at the crowd to judge their mood before picking a song to play for them.
This time she decided to take inspiration from her thoughts and began a love ballad, one about two ancient deities searching the heavens for each other, and their silly adventures. She watched as the audience laughed and sang along with the refrain. It was a good one to end the show on, and then she could go get the meal at the inn.
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This starts out as a nice gesture, then quickly becomes absolutely ridiculous.
1,024 dice. Man.
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If people never see the art nobody will know that it exists. But if would just take a second to go into a tag, search for “Most Recent” and REBLOG what you find there with a nice comment, you will make the artist’s day, you will make them feel PROUD of what they created and help them want to make MORE terrific art.
If any of you out there want to send me a link to your art, you wouldn’t be a bother and I’d love to see what you are all creating out there!
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Everything is like “QUEER history” and “List of QUEER young adult books” or “Top 10 QUEER movies” and queer this and queer that and for the love of god please just say LGBT.
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Seal the Deal
Chapter 1 (current) || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3
Chapter 1 (current) || Chapter 2 || Chapter 3
Here's my latest comic, Seal the Deal! Based on this post.
If Kleo and Aisling sparked joy I could be convinced to make more parts if they get enough love, I have a lot of little adventures as they navigate being suddenly married bopping around in my head.
Tips welcome on my Kofi!
Here's more comics!
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Rising Star
Main Page
Welcome back friends, I’m glad you chose to stop back. Please pull up a seat and stay a while. Now, where were we? Ah yes, Star was getting more reading materials, and collected some scrolls. So we were going to see what was found. It was a four-way split.
1) Maps and Notes2) Spells and Notes3) Love LettersAnd 5) Let’s go check in with Luna!
I have rolled a d4 to pick the next step and it came up that we are going to check in with Luna. So time to see what is going on with the darling bard.
Sitting in the sunlit center of time, Luna’s fingers plucked at the strings as she continued playing for the good citizens. Her eyes danced with mirth as she saw them enjoying her music. But her eyes had been sharp and keen for the sight of her traveling companion. She had proven to be a masterful tale untold, one that Luna wanted to learn more about. It was almost adorable how much she protested not being the central figure in this story.
The refusal of the call to action was such a delightful element to the story and she wanted to see more about where it would lead. But also, she was taking her to Castledale, the heart of the kingdom’s knowledge and power. There were bound to be secrets galore she could glean from being there.
This little quest was going nicely, and she only felt sorrow at the prospect of it ending.
Strumming out a playful little tune for the children to dance and play to, she reflected on that. Why was this such a change of her usual pace? What could be the cause for this sense of loss?
Why did she want to see Star smile in victory so much?
There was more of a story to her disinterest in just the tale to tell that she had been trying to avoid thinking about, something that was growing harder and harder with each passing moment. The way she lit up about her studies, the scrunching of her nose at the prospect of plodding through the mud and the muck, and she had a nice singing voice that she shared with her, something she felt was rare and she was gifted with it.
Pausing between songs, she stilled with her hand gripping her cup as a thought occurred to her. If this was a story she was telling, she would suggest the bard was smitten with the cute little wizard.
Oh, this was a problem she would have to work out. She didn’t want to be tied down, and she couldn’t tell if Star was welcome to a more open situation. She would have to talk with her about this. Finishing her break, she flexed her hand and looked at the crowd to judge their mood before picking a song to play for them.
This time she decided to take inspiration from her thoughts and began a love ballad, one about two ancient deities searching the heavens for each other, and their silly adventures. She watched as the audience laughed and sang along with the refrain. It was a good one to end the show on, and then she could go get the meal at the inn.
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friday night in your 20s be like: making some pasta. i need to rollover my 401k. when i was a kid i assumed i'd be married by now. does my new fake plant look classy. i think i have a yeast infection. do my cats understand me. ran out of capri sun. i should do laundry. and then you don't do laundry
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okay americans i gotta ask because as an European i grew up with lots of american shows and cartoons and in a lot of them there was an episode where they give the protags a doll or an egg or a bag of flour or whatever and told them pretend to be its parents or something
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losing it at this photo of the counts puppet not being used. literally he looks like hes just taking a nap on set or something
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I've cracked the code
Fantasy High Freshman Year: A version of what movies and TV shows think that high school is like, with fantasy elements
Fantasy High Sophomore Year: A story where a bunch of high schoolers are going on your standard high-fantasy adventure
Fantasy High Junior Year: A version of what high school is actually like, with fantasy elements
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