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gartenofbanny · 10 months

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Alright, for some reason I actually typed an indepth review of Unhappy Campers because I didn't really have much else to do, so with that out of the way let's get started with the positives!

The Positives

Alright so now that the positives are out of the way let's get started with the negatives!

The Negatives

The Characters

The characters in this episode were all just infuriatingly insufferable to watch throughout the episode or were just painfully underwhelming. I'm gonna start off with the character I disliked the most in this episode and that's Moxxie.

Moxxie, as I said in a previous post, was honestly stupid, extremely sensitive, and legit wanted the attention of everyone in this episode. They had the clear opportunity to just solve the case and get it done, but Moxxie wants to roleplay with literal kids, wants to be well known, and use his solo mission as some detective game for some fucking reason. He gets mad at Millie just because she's getting the attention he wants where tf did this toxic behavior come from exactly? Moxxie is a hypocrite in this episode and Millie was 100% in the right to tell him off.

Oh yeah and I almost forgot, they made Moxxie physically weak again. Which I gotta ask why was he struggling against Barbie Wire and how tf did he not kill the human when he was fully capable of fighting and killing demons twice his size just an episode ago? Doesn't seem consistent now, does it?

Not to mention the writers did another "Moxxie gains confidence arc" AGAIN. Millie tells him to "play to his strengths" literally giving him the same damn advice she gave him IN HARVEST MOON it's just worded differently.

And for some reason, Moxxie is like a Blitzo dickrider in this episode. Why is Moxxie ecstatic when Blitzo gave him the solo mission? Why was Moxxie down in the dumps when Blitzo called him a disappointment? Moxxie in Season 1 wouldn't take that shit, what the hell happened? They made one of the more sufferable characters in Helluva Boss so insufferable.

Now onto Millie and this is going to be short. I am glad that Millie's getting a lot of screentime but this entire revelation where she likes being loved and respected because of her physical capabilities comes completely out of nowhere.

Millie has always been respected for her physical strength especially by Moxxie, but she wasn't this fixated on it. Where did this come from? Why is it that she's obsessed with fame over her physical capabilities? And what's even worse is that her fans don't even like Millie for her personality that much they mainly like her because of her looks and strength. It had no build up and Millie wasn't even affected in the slightest when all of that reputation she garnered was instantly flushed down the drain. It was just meaningless. Now that I think about it, I would appreciate the character arc more if it had some form of build up and Millie would actually reflect and talk about it later on. But I know she probably won't.

Now onto fucking Barbie Wire. Her screentime in this episode is 3 minutes and 16 seconds and the entire episode is 20 minutes and 18 seconds long excluding the credits. So there was more screentime of Blitzo and everyone he confronts MENTIONING her than there was actually showcasing her.

Barbie Wire is literally Blitzo but female design wise and disguise wise..she just looks like a human version of Velvette. Tell me you can't design characters without telling me you can't design characters, this is the second new character in a row that shares a physical similarity to a previously made character. I'd get why she looks exactly likes Blitzo but having her human form be extremely similar to Velvette's actual design is lazy as hell.

Barbie Wire is also a groomer too. I know that the counselor is technically an adult, but Barbie Wire is still using her body to manipulate him and adults are vulnerable to grooming. Plus it's still weird to me due to the age gape, Barbie Wire is in her 30s and the counselor is 18 to 19 years old. I bet you're all wondering how I got this info too, well Viv made a tweet about it. It wasn't stated in the episode that the person Moxxie and Millie were trying to kill was barely an adult leading many people to believe that Barbie Wire was a...cupcake eater.

Barbie Wire is revealed to hate Blitzo, do we know why? No, we do not and for some reason the writers decided to keep this part ambiguous. When we first saw Verosika Mayday at least it was revealed that she had a reason to hate Blitzo but we don't get that with Barbie Wire for some fucking reason. Overall Barbie Wire is underwhelming but also infuriating, I honestly thought that I could manage to like her going in this episode but it just couldn't work no matter how hard I tried. So we have to wait another couple of months or at most years for Barbie Wire to show up again so then we'd fully know why she hates Blitzo from her perspective.

Blitzo was honestly the least sufferable character mainly because he didn't have much screentime, I was honestly so happy. But then I realized why is it that Blitzo now wants to see Barbie Wire? The nurse over at the rehab told Blitzo that Barbie Wire checked out of rehab months ago, so why is it that Blitzo didn't visit her prior? He apparently wants to make amends and catch up to her but why? We're not given an explanation or even a reason. He wants to help Barbie Wire, why? How come he doesn't visit Fizzarolli or anyone else he had a past relationship with?

Blitzo complains to Barbie Wire for not keeping contact with him even though he had opportunities to actually talk to her. Then after he's confronted by Barbie Wire he immediately goes back to being regular old Blitzo. At least in Ozzie's Blitzo actually had some form of guilt, in this episode we don't see how Barbie Wire yelling at Blitzo even affected him all we see him do is just make the sad puppy eyes, that's it. What was the point in all of that if you're just gonna go back to the status quo? 💀

Anyway, somehow they managed to make all the characters bad or underwhelming. Idk how they achieved both with Barbie Wire, they need a medal for that one.

This episode is a waste of time

This episode in all honesty is a literal waste of time. Nothing has changed aside from the fact that Barbie Wire is out of rehab. You can skip this episode and miss nothing because this episode immediately goes back into the status quo regardless of all of the shit that happened. The only important thing in this episode is that Barbie Wire got out of rehab, but even then we'd know that information from a throwaway line. And what's even more frustrating is that this episode isn't a filler episode, it's a chronological episode with nothing that's relevant to the story.

More fucking questions

This episode as always raises a lot more questions than it does answers. With the main one being if Blitzo can find an Asmodean Crystal in a week then why does he even need the Grimoire? The Asmodean Crystal has more use to them regarding their business and actually gives them human forms. Next question is how come Barbie Wire didn't cover up her tattoos so nobody would find her? How did Blitzo recognize Barbie Wire in her human disguise instantly? Was the counselor aware that Barbie Wire was a demon the entire time? There's just so many questions but no canonical answers.

Too many plots

This episode juggles around three plots. Moxxie and Millie killing their target, Millie getting famous while Moxxie tries to get famous, and Blitzo finding Barbie Wire. This could've easily been split into two episodes have the Moxxie and Millie plot one episode, reveal that Barbie Wire is the one selling and smuggling the heroin then have the next episode dedicated to Blitzo finding Barbie Wire and trying to talk her out of selling drugs with Barbie Wire revealing why she doesn't like Blitzo throughout the episode.

But instead the episode just jumps from one scene to the next. Moxxie trying to get famous while also trying to go inside the shed, Millie loving her fame, and Blitzo trying to find Barbie Wire. It's especially apparent when Barbie Wire vs Blitzo and Moxxie is always halted to show Millie's fucking performance. Like holy fucking shit we don't need to see Millie perform, show the important fucking part.

Barbie Wire is confronted, cuts to Millie using her rizz, then it cuts back to Barbie Wire being confronted.

This is definitely an Adam Neylan episode because it's always the episodes he writes that has these amount of plots in one episode.

The..jokes

This is honestly the last thing I wanted to touch up on because the jokes in this episode are not even funny and honestly disturbing most of the time. I'll name the three worst ones.

The camp is called Camp Ivannakummore and it's a camp filled with preteens and children. Let that sink in.

Moxxie wants to be famous around kids and starts crying because he isn't even though he's in his 30s. I'm pretty sure that they were doing the "high school nerd trying to be famous" trope, but it doesn't work because Moxxie isn't in the same fucking age range as these kids. It's like if an adult disguised as a teenager tries to go back into their peak high school years by going into some random high school and starts doing some fucking musical.

This is like the worst joke in this episode by far. Fornication between demons disguised as minors that are also disguised as siblings in front of a crap ton of other minors. What is this, Rick and Morty? Did Dan Harmon write this joke?

Conclusion

This episode in my opinion is the worst episode to me. The characters weren't likable or just flat-out boring, there were too many plots, and even then it led to nothing in the future, none of the jokes made me laugh or even chuckle, and it was honestly very painful just dragging myself through this episode. Unhappy Campers has all the worst aspects of Helluva Boss in the span of 21 minutes. And it was just very very painful to even sit through. I honestly don't think I would've missed anything if I didn't watch this episode because that's what it feels like, a nothing episode that managed to make me mad.

Anyway, thank you all for reading and I hope you all have a nice day! ❤️

#helluva boss #vivziepop critical #helluva boss critical #helluva boss criticism #vivziepop criticism #helluva critical #vivziepop #helluva boss critique #vivienne medrano #helluva criticism #helluva critique

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fantasyfantasygames · 17 days

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The Actual

The Actual, Roll For Press, 2017

The Actual (TA) is a game that looks more and more bizarre the longer you look at it. It's like one of those family Thanksgiving photos where you slowly realize that one of the kid's dolls is holding a knife and the door is being opened the wrong direction from its hinges and there's a bat-signal out the window.

On its surface, TA is a fairly generic D&D-like with a couple features brought in from PbtA and Shadow of the Demon Lord. Classes are on the low-magic side. Combat is pretty typical, with not a ton of tactical options beyond what abilities you choose to use. There are some basic subsystems for skills and backgrounds, which are more mechanically robust than most games and give you techniques/powers/abilities in addition to just letting you roll for things that the skill covers. The GM advice is particularly good, benefiting from both PbtA's "fronts" and SoDL's "shadow" templates. The setting is set in a universe named "The Actual", in which you are called to battle creatures from "The Unreal" who are invading your world to destroy it and return it to unformed chaos. It's a classic setup.

But then you look a little deeper.

TA's Thief class has an ability that allows them to climb. Not "climb walls at 60% chance" or "Roll 1d20+Dexterity vs. DC", no, it's "Climbing is the ability to move vertically by means of..." and "Unlike most people..." as if it were unusual. The Boatsman background says "You have the ability to perceive sound." full stop no explanation. There's a Magician spell that enables you to write with a quill pen. Rangers have an ability that lets them breathe air. You would think that maybe these are bad writing or unfinished sentences, but then...

Then you see the really odd things.

One background goes out of its way to note that you are five-fingered, and none of the others do. "Strange storms" sweep the land, which are mostly normal except that after they pass "a fearsome yellow-white ball of light appears in the sky." The Priest and Demonologist level charts and abilities are word-for-word identical from level 8 onward. There's a monster that, on a roll of 4-6 on 1d6, recharges its ability to move forward through time. There is no indication of what the hell else is going on there, or in fact in any of these.

The art is black-and-white line drawings, most of which have something strange going on. Actually, they probably all have something strange going on and I just haven't yet found it in some of them. Actually-actually, it's probably all but two of them just to make me think there must be at least one more. Some things are obvious, others are well-hidden.

TA is probably not playable rules-as-written. I can imagine people playing it rules-as-assumed pretty easily. I enjoy absurdist discussions of things that don't really exist and hints toward a reality that isn't really there, so I had fun with it. Your mileage may vary. I especially like how all the oddities could be in-game, in-universe weirdness, but others clearly tunnel straight through the fourth wall.

This was Roll For Press' only game. I'm not even 100% sure I'd call it a game; it's more of a piece of performance art cloaked as a roleplaying game. It went up on NotCoC.jp a while back and as of early 2024 it's still there.

#ttrpg #imaginary #indie ttrpg #rpg #review #unreality #unreality but it's inside the game #notcoc.jp does print-on-demand but it only ships to the least useful continent

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finniestoncrane · 11 months

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Hello! If the mood takes you, I'd love your headcanons about blood play with the riddler squad?

Blood Play

Riddler Headcanons yes the mood definitely takes me, multiple times a day actually, neutral on the outside but thinking of slice and dice with these idiots on the inside 💚 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: blood play, knives, needles, sub/dom dynamics, all the good stuff, uh if you squint hard enough i have mentioned necrophilia but like... whatever

twojar

hng yeah he's into it, his scar is entirely too kinky for him to not be

the willingness to be carved for aesthetic? to bleed for the bit?

he'd definitely be happy for a partner to indulge in that too

either cutting him or letting him cut them

matching question mark scars for you both, a symbol of ownership

brutally tying you both together in a symbolic way

young justice

i'm so sorry, but i think period sex is as far as he'd ever go

he's just a little guy, just a vanilla bean, so sensitive

he might cry if he hurt you, and he'd definitely cry if you hurt him

he's also weak, and he looks like he bruises like a peach

and he gives me "i can't clot to save myself" vibes

so it's pretty much a no go here for this particular boy

arkham

i don't think there's a bodily fluid he's not fond of/covered in

plus the brutality of spit and blood just gets to him

picture this: he's returning to his lair, tail between his legs

spitting out blood and teeth, bursing his batman inflicted wounds

and instead of rushing in with the bandages to heal him

you stick your mouth on his and slurp it all up, sloppy style

unburied

i don't know how into it he'd be willing to get, he seems squeamish

but he'd indulge a little bit, with some minor bloodletting activities

definitely would go with you to get matching tattoos

or would attend any piercing appointments you might have

especially involving more sensitive places that might bleed more

it's all about the adrenaline and vulnerability for him

btas

listen if that's your thing, he'll endeavour to get on board

and once he does, you can bet he'll put a lot of effort into it

even going as far as to create some very specific toys to use

anything to give it that creative flair, the beauty of danger

and however you end up indulging in the play

it'll be extravagant and meticulously planned

telltale

anything that lets him indulge in his power fantasy is a win for him

let him dangle a knife over you, drag it across your cheek

hold a blade against you, dig it in just the right amount

and the patience of watching the blood spill out in drops

little trickles that he can lap up as they come, tantalising

watching you squirm as he exerts his power over you

dano

i think he uses pain as a release, maybe negatively in the past

but now it's more of a bonding activity if it involves a partner

someone he can share in the cathartic experience with

someone he can scar the same way he is, kindred spirits

also, being trusted by someone so much that they'd let him

that's the biggest turn on for him, the mutual respect

btaa

the dramatic, over-indulgent, vampiric romance is strong here

feel like he would make this very ritualistic, very tender and loving

would add the blood to some wine, pour it into expensive glasses

(that he stole in a heist obviously, atiques for this special event)

and then he'd link your arm with glasses in hand, entwined

and you'd both take a sip together, sealing your bond

zero year

no one this annoying has survived this long without a pain kink

he likes being beaten up, likes the taste of blood in his mouth

so he would definitely be keen to explore that fantasy

maybe a bit of bdsm, getting dommed to fuck

or if you want to just unleash your anger about him

you can guarantee a swift punch to the face will have him hard

gotham

he's a highly likely candidate for a medical fetish

so blood play for him would be a precise and exact activity

a lot of roleplay elements involved, and he'd definitely be in control

"take my bloods doctor, do you need any other fluids??"

i'm also certain he'd be prepared to do an autopsy on you

and don't pretend that's not bloody and weirdly hot

#finnie writes #riddler x reader #riddler x you #riddler headcanon #ridler scenario #gotham riddler #arkham riddler #young justice riddler #dano riddler #zero year riddler #batman unburied riddler #bu riddler #telltale riddler #twojar riddler #riddler #the riddler #btaa riddler #btas riddler

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ghostofacrow · 4 months

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Crow plays Gubat Banwa Pt 2: The first Violence

I'll have to write this one in two parts because I briefly want to go over my setup, but I don't have time for the battle itself today, especially because I'm sure it'll take longer since I still don't know what I'm doing.

So here it is! The moon is bright tonight, watching over the Kadungganan trying to escape the forest's demon infestation. Unfortunately, they have been cornered by a riverbend - the bridge leading back to the coast has been destroyed, so now the only way out is for these three strangers to beat back the demon hoard advancing on them.

I don't normally like using Tabletop Simulator for roleplaying games - the physics can be a bit wonky and it's really bad for sheet management, but it was the easiest way I could think of to make 3D terrain. The rulebook suggests using colors for terrain height, which is very good (and actually how I do it normally for other games) but having a map in actual 3D, even if it's digital, does look pretty nice.

It helps that I'm playing alone, so sharing sheets isn't nearly as important, and that we're still at legend 0, so there isn't that much information I even need to have at hand. I also realized at this point that all the discipline information you need for a legend 0 character is contained on one page, which is very handy. So I just had to import that single page per character and their prowesses.

I probably should have at least given the drawings a flat color tint so they're easier to tell apart but I didn't think of that until later. The balancing advice in the book suggests to use the number of Kadungganan + 2 as a base, which would be 5 in this case. I settled on six - I didn't know what enemies to use so I just picked the first one in each style and added the demon warrior from the demon's unique units. This also means they're pretty easy to color coordinate since the styles already have associated colors, except for the extra demon warrior

Behold, the meeple I stole from a different game gruesome visage of the terrifying demon warrior. Finally I looked through all of the status effects I was actually going to need and made little tokens for them, and added a bowl of go pieces to use for counting things. That's the setup done so far, I think. I probably missed something, but I'll see that when the time comes. There was one other reason I decided to use tabletop simulator for this, and it's that the design feels (and I mean this as a compliment) boardgamey. The abilities generally have straightforward effects, and status effects are a binary affair - either you are poisoned, or you're not, so they're easy to track with tokens, and most of the abilities have straight forward effects like "push the enemy 1 tile" or "if the enemy is aflame, deal 1d4 extra damage". These secondary effects have no saving throw-like mechanic either, unless the enemy evades the attack outright or is immune to the effect, it's going to happen, which should make most of the effects here very easy to track visually. Last last pregame observation - I notice while writing this that demons are immune to aflame and resistant to fire attacks and uuuhm

This makes the Baril Witch situation even worse then I was worried about initially because it makes half of their abilities and their thunderbolt gain condition either not work or very bad. It's not that big of a deal since I'm playing every character, but if this was a normal game with one character per person, I'd be a bit disappointed as Nasirakna's player. It happens, not everyone is good in every fight, but that does mean I'll have to vary up the enemy factions going forward.

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I'm back a day later, time to actually start now! Everything below this is a play by play of the first resound of combat - the next post after this one will be the after action report, if you want to skip to my general observations (this part is might be annoying to read and hard to understand, I honestly can't tell). I already rolled the divination dice when I did the setup earlier and got 1, 5, 8, 7 - the odds outnumber the evens, so the enemies go first. I'll keep the victory and defeat conditions simple for this one, the Kadungganan win if they defeat all enemies and loose if all three of them get defeated.

For some reason, the figures clip into the tiles, but only on some of the tiles. I don't know why this happens other then tabletop simulators janky physics but I also don't care. Everything is set up now, the enemy sentinel moves first.

The enemy types have these tables to determine what they do on their turn if you play without a GM/Umalagad, here's the one from the Demon Guard, the enemy sentinel (the blue enemy on the map here):

This is the first time I've seen pseudo-AI like this in a tactics ttrpg and I'm honestly a bit skeptical of how well it's going to work, but the idea is so good that I really hope I'm wrong here and it functions well. One of the benefits of this being a tabletop game is that, if you roll something silly here, you can always just ignore it and do something that makes more sense or is more fun, and the rulebook is open about this too.

I got a 6 so Rush + Shield Charge + Inflict Violence and it turns out I am proven wrong immediately because this is a solid turn (I'll put the exact riff breakdowns in the alt text)

Yes the wide open token is a door, this is because I couldn't think of something less stupid looking yesterday.

Nasirakna gets to deal 1d4 (4) Damage to the Guard from her Overwatch Aura ("While you have Thunderbolts, you have an Overwatch Aura 3. Any enemy that moves into or leaves a tile in this aura you may deal d4 DMG against, once per enemy per Riff.")

Dranreb goes next and moves around the enemy like this, allowing him to flank and ram into them from the side using his "Shield Charge" Inflict Violence, pushing the enemy one tile away and moving after them.

I get to roll 2 violence dice and pick the highest one because of the flanking here, and I got a 1 and 2, which is a dogshit result, but very useful here for demonstration purposes. The damage of my attack here is 2 (from the die) + 3 (Dranreb's Ferocity) and this gets reduced by 5 (the Demon Guard's Parry). 2+3-5 is normally 0, but damage can't fall below 1, this means the secondary effect (pushing the enemy) still happens anyway. The secondary effects are only avoided if the enemy dodges the attack completely, which usually only happens if you roll a 1. For reasons that you can probably figure out by looking at the map here, the push is more important to me in this situation then the actual damage. I really appreciate the lack of a saving throw-like mechanic here, non-damaging effects like applying poison or moving the enemies around is what you need for combos or to set up cool plays by your friends, so just letting them happen avoids a lot of frustration. You also gain a thunderbolt if your attack gets evaded or deals minimum damage, so being one point off from snakeeyes was maybe ... good? actually?? in this specific situation.

Dranreb has 1 more Beat left, and originally I was going to use his Shield Bash Inflict Violence, which also pushes the target 1 tile (and would push the enemy into the river here) and would give Dranreb d6 Block. Unfortunately, its violence die is a d6 and because this would be my second attack in this riff, I'd have to make it at 2 demerit - roll 3d6 keep the lowest one. If I land a 1 on ANY of the 3d6 here, it means the attack fails, and that's a bigger risk then I'm willing to take. Thankfully, Shove (push an adjacent fighter 1 tile) is also a basic technique that everyone has access to and doesn't require to roll anything, so I can just push the enemy into the river anyway.

Goodbye. The Guard has jump 1, so he can only move one terrain height up at a time, which means they can't get back up here and has to walk all the way around. They also take 2d6 (4+4) damage from the fall. Really fun and cool move! In retrospect, it would have been smarter to move the enemy to the tile below Haraw to make pushing them off like this slightly harder, but I genuinely didn't think about that until I started planning Dranreb's turn. The decision to combine to hit and damage rolls into one removes a lot of the more annoying randomness in tabletop games (well, in D&D and its children specifically), but I don't know how I feel about attacks with lower damage potential also having a higher chance to miss completely, especially when the attack is already at demerit. It's only a difference of about 12% at 2 demerit between d6s and d8s, which isn't that much, but worth keeping in mind if you're attacking more then once. The demon Raider (a Lancer) is going to go next and I got Rush + Inflict Violence + Rush on the Gambit table. This is pretty straight forward so I'm not going to break it down in detail, they're just going to move in and attack Haraw, who is the closest to them, and then retreat back up the hill. Nothing too complicated except

Rolling the maximum value on a melee attack means it combos and gets rolled again and added together. They also gain an extra 1d6 bonus damage to their next attack after rushing their full speed, which puts us at a whopping 8+4+1+FER(7) = 20(!) damage. Haraw's PAR is 3 so that's 17. This early and she's already at 9/30 POS.

Haraw is also going to go next and she's still taunted by the Guard that fell into the river, which means all her attacks against enemies other then the Guard suffer demerit. Thankfully, she has other options!

Not an attack, so it doesn't count towards the number of attacks per Riff, and nothing to roll here. Dropping the raider enemy into the river is going to be less effective - their jump is 2, so they could get back up easily and wouldn't take fall damage. But the map does have a dangerous terrain spike growth, so I'm going to knock him in there instead. The description for dangerous terrain says that it deals 2 damage every time you enter it. I'm not sure if multiple connected tiles of the same type of dangerous terrain count as entering it once, or if it means every tile you enter, but I'm interpreting it as the latter because it works in my favor here it makes more sense to me that continuing to move through a spiky undergrowth would keep dealing damage repeatedly.

The Corpseflower Curse is the most interesting part - its violence die is a d4, which means the chance to miss is pretty high, especially since Haraw is still taunted by the Guard and has demerit from it. But sliding the enemy down into the bramble first means Haraw is at a higher elevation now, her ranged attacks gain merit against this demon. So at least I'm rolling the d4 normally, get a 3, and put down the field. Flower Balyans gain a thunderbolt from putting down one of the flower fields, which I immediately spend on

...and end her riff. Ending a riff cleanses Wide Open too, and I'm just noticing now that I didn't remove it from Dranreb after his riff. The annoying thing about writing this down as it's happening is that I'm immortalising all the small mistakes I normally wouldn't catch or quietly fix later. The enemy Witch goes next, rushes (through the dangerous terrain) and dazes Dranreb and Nasirakna. Daze gives all of your attacks demerit and all attacks against you merit, but this could have been worse.

Nasirakna is up next and uhm. She doesn't have a lot of options here due to the enemies all being resistant to Fire and immune to the Aflame status effect

They're weak to Soul at least but that still means the ideal strategy is to get into a high position and snipe repeatedly. He's going to spend 1 beat to climb up into the tree next to him, and then use Bala Osuwang on the Raider - the height advantage nullifies the demerit from dazed. Aaand I rolled a 1. The next attack would be at 2 demerit, but at least I can spend 1 thunderbolt on Joss Reloads (see above) so my chance to hit looks slightly less bad....aaaaand I got another 1. This does at least mean I get the thunderbolt back and can use Joss Reloads again to gain 1 Merit for their next riff. I was really hoping I might be able to finish the Raider off but it wasn't meant to be.

The enemy archer gets into a tree of their own and shoots at Dranreb twice (and unlike some fighters here, hits both times). The Warrior Demon rushes twice, taking 8 damage from the dangerous terrain, and attacks Haraw, which is enough to defeat her, and also inflicts bleeding. This doesn't mean she's out of the battle, she's just debuffed until she recovered, Kadungganan don't risk death until they get 5 wounds, and you get one every time you take damage while at 0 POS. Getting knocked out and having to sit on the sidelines for half the fight sucks ass, so I appreciate not making characters drop unconscious. They only get 2 beats so their action economy is still being taxed, but they still get to do stuff, which is the important part.

I might have bitten more off more then I can chew with the enemies here, but what I've played so far already looks really promising. The random enemy behavior works surprisingly well, and the player abilities are very fun, but if I want to finish this battle in a reasonable amount of time, I'll have to stop writing down every move. The next post is going to be a highlight reel and my overall thoughts on how this battle went. It's not looking good!

#ttrpg #gubat banwa #crow plays gubat banwa #long post

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mylordshesacactus · 11 months

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Okay, but camapign check in questionnaires genuinely sound awesome. What kinds of other questions do you typically put in them?

Well, there's really no "typically" because this is my first time DMing, but: Only things that are actually important to what I need to plan for the future of the campaign.

(Also, while I totally get the advice to include "what don't you like/what are your least favorite parts of the campaign", I've found from being on both sides of that question that it doesn't tend to get me anything usable. If there's sessions that dragged a bit, I already know that and they know I know it--and also, these are my friends and we're playing a game together for fun. They don't want to complain. It's more useful for everyone to focus on what they want to see more of! If there's something literally no one mentions, it probably wasn't their favorite.)

It's also useful to focus on stuff that's reasonably specific while still open-ended. Like, "what do you want to see more of?" is SUPER broad. The questions I had instead were:

What's something you hope will happen before the end of the campaign? (This can be anything from a spell you hope you get to use, to a plot thread you want to learn the end of, to a specific kind of emotional/character moment.)

Everyone's characters have grown immensely. Other than the immediate "halt the apocalypse", how would you describe your character's personal goals now? (If it helps, you can describe how similar or different it is from when they started.)

What have been your favorite moments of the campaign so far? What would you like to have more of?

and then of course the Greatest Fear question, which is relevant to the next part of the campaign for reasons. Obviously I won't say what those are because my players are on here, but also, it's the faewild, I'm sure they expected there to be SOME kind of mindfuckery as they get closer to confronting the Queen of the Fae.

But you'll notice--those questions are positive, they have clear purpose, and they're actionable.

(This is where the many years of therapy training come in tbh. If you're setting goals, make them measurable, make them positive--not "what do you want to avoid" but "what would feel right"--and make them something you can actually do something about as the DM.)

These tell you lots of valuable things about your players and their priorities! I got a really useful mix of practical "I REALLY want to be able to use this really situationally specific ability/class feature in a meaningful and cool way now that we're higher level" and roleplay-heavy "I really want revenge/closure/to be able to build something when this is over" responses.

And those things will also help me in the event of a PC death--obviously when discussing the legacy a dead player character leaves behind it should be mostly the player making that call! But knowing what their player thought was most important about their story helps me know how to handle it in the moment--what to prioritize in narration, how to describe their death if I have to.

I think also as a player it's always valuable to think about these things periodically as well! I'd also suggest having at least a vague idea of what death would look like to your character--I have a few characters for whom that's extremely clear (Benny, Atri of course) and a few where I have no idea (Rinda especially, but also Lorne and Sedge) and in the moment, it can be a boon to your DM for you to actually have an answer for "what do you want this to look like".

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proshitrp · 3 months

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hey guys!!

welcome to my blog, i'm looking for rp partners ON DISCORD who will make problematic oc ships with me.

i'm 16, but i have no problem rping with anyone.

some of my favourites are adult x minor, rape and abuse pairings ;3 and i would prefer anyone who can write any variation in these ships. i can, too, meaning i can be an aggressor or a victim, and i like a little change.

i think im a pretty funny person to chat with ooc, but if you strictly want to talk about ocs with me that's fine also!! i am not looking for someone to assrape me over this, because idc !!! i enjoy what i want in fiction and you can't really change that?

i draw quite often, so i will probably doodle our ocs a lot and make up scenarios.

for me i don't like one continuous roleplay, not unless replies are shit short. (like 10 words), otherwise i'd like to just talk about them and situations and drama ect.

I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE using tuppers on discord to act as my ocs, especially making fake little posts and groupchats for them all, which i just find adorable. these obviously will be short little silly roleplays where our ocs can communicate and post like actual humans, i think this adds a little life to them.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE INTERACT IF YOU'RE INTERESTED !! my discord is royqll

#deaddove #🕊️⚰️#roleplay #dark rp #dark roleplay #dead dove do not eat #proship #oc rp #fandomless rp #ocs #looking for rp #kinky rp #proshippers please interact #proshippers are welcome #comship

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mindstormpress · 3 months

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Illusory Sensorium ran a game of Barkeep and their writeup is one of the clearest signs that the hard work we put in was worth it.

Here's the recap. I genuinely was laughing out loud a few times. Highly recommend: https://illusorysensorium.com/b1-wand-of-embiggening/

If you want to delve into the design theory of Barkeep, keep reading! ⬇️

When we were working on the book, we came up with a sort of mantra for the encounters: Is it sticky? Is it toyetic? Do the NPCs have means, motive, and opportunity? Is there information, choice, and impact?

That's a lot of jargon, and it's been synthesized from across multiple sources. Prismatic Wasteland summed it all up here:

Sticky means that the encounter isn't something the characters can avoid. It sticks to them.

Toyetic came from false machine as well, but also from a post now lost to time from Rebecca Chenier. Basically—will the players and GM want to pick up and play with the encounter?

MMO is just a way to conceptualize NPCs in a simple, understandable form.

ICI is from Bastionland. We can't make informed decisions without information, and there's no point to making decisions if our choices don't matter.

Building the encounters meant looking at each of them carefully and considering those foundational elements. Not EVERY encounter needed every single thing. In fact, with the way WFS wanted to write the book, each encounter had to be relatively short and packing a punch.

A really really sticky encounter didn't need to be as toyetic, and a really fun and interesting encounter that the players would NEED to investigate didn't need to be all that sticky. Everything is a gear of a different size that turns the whole engine.

Illusory Sensorium thinks that they ran the game "wrong" and I disagree. They used the tools provided by the book and had fun! Mission Accomplished!

But one thing they point out very early on is how they "trusted" the encounters in the book as written. The very first one they got is quite simple: 54 skeletons in a conga line, labeled like playing cards.

Incredibly toyetic, not sticky. But the players immediately joined in!

They could have moved on, but that situation was too tantalizing to skip. The rest of the game unfolded from that first encounter, and was filled with shenanigans. The work we put in—hand crafted encounters—worked out!

I'm incredibly proud of the work everyone on the team put into Barkeep, from the writers, artists, and fellow editors. I'm especially proud that people are playing the adventure and having fun. People playing the stuff you've worked on and made is the best feeling as a creator.

Thanks for reading. There's a lot of links in this thread, because I love tracing the history of things. It's no surprise that blogs are the home for so many of these ideas—word of mouth and common practice are easily lost forever when not documented!

The bloggies, a celebration of rpg blogs, are happening now! I've got a post in the running, and I'd love it if you voted for it. My competition is FIERCE (and I recommend all the nominated posts as reading material!)

Vote for RANSACKING THE ROOM today!

#indie ttrpg #ttrpg #gming #rpg #blog #roleplaying #tabletop rpgs #ttrpg community #ttrpg theory #rpg theory #adventure design #adventure

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lamonnaie · 9 months

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bad buddy fandom getting-to-know-you meme!

Thanks for the tag @fiercynn !! This is a really lovely idea :)

note: i consider "fanworks" to pretty much everything people create related to a fandom, including but not limited to meta/analysis/discussion, gifs, fanvids/edits/fancams, filk, fanart, fanfic, fan food, fan crafts, etc. please include this note with the meme unless you have a different definition!

name and whatever you want to share about yourself hi i'm mars, i use she/her pronouns, i live in australia and i've been into thai/asian bl for a little over a year now. i mostly just lurk and mass rb on tumblr lol, but i'd definitely like to get to know more people !!

when did you watch bad buddy/join the fandom? I was actually trying to track down the exact date recently (i failed), but i watched it for the first time around mid-september 2022, ended up binging it in a day and been a part of the fandom since

favorite ship(s) patpran <3

favorite character(s) pat !! he's one of my favourite characters from any media ever. I just love how selfless he is and how he transforms through the show, and how bright he is but knows when to stand his ground. i could wax poetics about him fr <3

favorite episode(s) Whenever i watch/rewatch bad buddy i tend to binge it so i can never distinguish betweens episodes lol. In general, ep 12 is definitely one of my favs because i feel like it ties things up nicely and i like seeing them happy :) i can probably give a better answer for favourite scene...

favorite scene(s) ...which is why it's great that this is the next question!

In no particular order: the staircase proposal scene, the bus stop roleplaying scene, the post-curtain bench hand holding scene (specifically that one face pat/ohm makes which imo is the single most most heartbreaking frame in the entire show), the ep 12 post-credits scene (wait was it actually post-credits, i don't remember ajksdjf), the screaming on the rocks at the zero-waste village scene, and the rooftop kiss (ofc)

Basically i just like to see them happy (most of the time) :)

one thing you would change about the show if you could the whole making-it-up-to-wai arc was not it for me. WHY was pran the one apologising and going after him??? still makes me mad to this day, but i think i'd have a lot more animosity towards wai if ep 12 didn't exist (also all the wai redemption arcs in fanfics have made me warm up to him :P)

what are your some of your favorite fanworks made by other people? ahhh so many!! joy of stanning a show that's finished is that it stays going through fanworks, but also now there's too many that i absolutely adore to remember in the moment, sp here's some:

we both know you're my only dream (fic) by @fiercynn: one of my favourite fics ever that i constantly go back and reread whenever i'm having a bad day (or not)

yield strength (fic) by @dulosis: the physics analogies do something to my brain /pos

10 things i hate about you (fic) by @nobodynobodyno: this one's so cute and i reread it all the time

this fmv to tujh mein rab dikhta hai by @transpat: desi moots, iykyk. but fr this holds such a special place in my heart, the lyrics are so patpran and the editing and clip choice is just *chef's kiss*

this fmv to dandelions: IT'S SO GOOD. all the parallels, the dialogue overlaying is just perfect, and the TRANSITIONS (the one at 1:28 especially)

every single one of @hereforlou's art: i'm literally obsessed, i don't always see everything on my dash so i'll literally check their tumblr every couple days. is this stalker behaviour? possibly, but if you've seen their art i think you'd understand.

Also special mention to this one gifset of the staircase proposal scene which was my first ever exposure to bad buddy, it made me watch the show to begin with, but i didn't rb it when i first saw it so now it's lost to the times 😭😭

I have an insane amount of fanfic i wanted to put here but for the sake of length of this post, i restrained myself ajskdjf

(if you create fanworks) what are your favorite fanworks that you’ve made? i do not (yet 👀)

a song that makes you think of bbs (the ones in the show don’t count lol) pretty much every fmv/edit that i've rewatched a couple times set to a song will make me thing of bbs lol, so some are tujh mein rab dikhta hai and dandelions from above, emily by Jeremy Zucker and Chelsea Cutler because of this amazing fic, and gorgeous by Taylor Swift because of this gorgeous edit (y'all please go watch it it's amazing).

idk anything else you want us to know? It's the perfect timing for this because these are my nails right now ):)

honestly not super sure who of my mutuals are bbs moots so i'm just gonna tag some people, feel free to ignore this if you've already been tagged/don't want to do it! :)

@nobodynobodyno @dropthedemiurge @justafriend-ql @cornflowershade @hometothecanyonmoon @7nessasaryevils

If you see this and you want to do it, this is is me tagging you as well !!

#bad buddy #bad buddy fandom meme #bad buddy the series #me #lamonnaie stuff

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nanjokei · 11 months

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i think the spread of character ai usage (and ai art generation usage also) is definitely an issue with people wanting instant gratification which actual rp usually is just not sustainably built for unless you're doing chat rp, even then your friends aren't awake 24/7 waiting at beck and call to entertain you. it's not literally entitlement, but it 100% stems from entitlement to be entertained constantly and passively instead of actually going out and finding something to do.

god this sounds like such boomer shit but the creation of endless scrolling like on tiktok with specifically tailored algorithms has made people so PASSIVE. ai can never come close to human creators but if people, especially the younger generation, are getting too cozy with choosing it over seeking out other human beings (whether it be indirectly via consuming fanmade work or directly via actual collaborative stuff like online roleplay), then how different is it from the ai "winning"? i don't think any of the excuses are valid. it's a subpar product in every way. it's almost never im character, it breaks if you propose anything too left field, and it's ultimately empty wish fulfilment and i have no idea how anyone past the age of 16 AT BEST gets any gratification from it. is it just the spread of a lack of reading comprehension? OPEN THE SCHOOLS!!

i do think it's an issue of people not being comfortable with boredom, always needing instant gratification, not wanting to sit down and hone a craft, or give the people who hone a craft themselves the time of day because they can't crank out """content""" for you 24/7. in a way, i'm thinking right now, when i'm bored i just channel surf on tv even if i don't do it as much anymore. but most people don't have tv anymore (personally we pirate iptv so LOL). i don't blame it on that necessarily, but i think with the rise of streaming, you just sit there on a media library staring at a bunch of thumbnails and posters, having to make a decision on how to invest your time. in this case, i get why people are so passive. tiktok is easier, character ai is easier. because i never ended up watching anything whenever i opened netflix (when we had it years ago). one could argue that watching tv is passive, but there's still a choice. you check the tv guide or google it and you know a certain show is on tv a certain channel at a certain time so you keep that in mind. what do you do in the meanwhile? i remember when that was an actual routine for me. i'd be slacking and not doing my homework, so maybe i'd draw a bit, maybe i play on my ds for a while, maybe i go make myself a snack or bake some pastries if i have all day, maybe i continue a book or even surf the web a bit.

the instinct of "aight, im gonna do something else on my own while i wait" is kind of dying. yes i'm on my phone! the difference is my use case. these days i'm not on social media aside from here so i don't use it as much aside from talking to friends on messaging clients and playing games (rarely tho). i say this as someone who stares at the ceiling not doing anything for a good bit each day, but at least i feel like i still have retained some ability to sometimes go, ok time to learn about a new hobby! i don't have to even pick it up. just entertaining it is gratifying on its own. i'm not a writer, but sometimes i'll write a little bit for fun then go "yeah i get why i don't jive with this". lately, i've been interested in competitive pokemon (with not much interest before) because i've been replaying platinum. i research a bit, watch videos, i even got a little brave and tested some sample teams on showdown. it was a fun time killer! i might keep doing it. i might even do it later today. i started reading pokespe too to scratch the pokemon itch too. and it's not like i don't suffer from crazy hard executive dysfunction but hey, this is a product of my effort. lately i've been thinking i wanna pick a character in guilty gear and learn at least one combo! trying new things is fun!!!

i'm sure this post sounds self important, self impressed, self absorbed (c-c-c-combo breaker) and boomer ish as fuck but honestly i don't care anymore. if someone who struggles with simple tasks on the daily like me can find shit to do that isn't just instantly caving to endless scrolling and resorting to chatting up an AI then i'm sure most people can too. it is so much more gratifying actively seeking out fun than to be passive about it.

#rambles #long post

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wonderloste · 1 year

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DEAR ALICE ... IN SHORT , HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM THOSE OF US IN WONDERLAND TO YOU , OUTSIDER ! / OH SHIT ANOTHER NEW YEARS POST FROM SOMEONE ON YOUR DASH ?! yes, that's me! i don't want to ramble too long, but i do want to thank everyone who has supported me on this blog over the past year & especially with how chaotic it's been on my end. i know my activity hasn't been great this year and i've been struggling a lot, but i still appreciate so much the people who have stuck by me & still interacted with me despite all the stuff i've been going through. <4 being here & talking to everyone & getting in interactions where i could has helped make 2022 a better and less lonely year than it would have been, otherwise.

i'm so sorry to people who i've let down when it comes to interactions & getting back to them through messages and whatnot. 2022 was genuinely such a rough year for me, but i am infinitely more grateful that in spite of those things, so many of you have still decided to stick with me. this blog was... so ambitious when i made it & i honestly didn't think i'd make it this far or that anyone would have any interest in a bunch of random furry ocs KJNEMRKHJM. i was just a fan of otome with a will to roleplay & a dream :') but you all have given so much love to these ocs and i can't thank you enough.

i hope that moving forward i'm able to interact with more of you!! and to continue interactions with those i've already started them with!! or rekindle ones that got caught up in my absence. thank you so much for your patience with me, & for sticking around! i hope you all have a HAPPY HAPPY NEW YEAR & that 2023 is kind to us!!

now let's point some fingers under the cut ehehehehe.

— FAMNESIA ... my little discord group clowns ! most of us have been in the discord for like, what? 6 years now? or smth? we spend pretty much every day together, both on & off tumblr rp so !

@londonfallen › ew it's my fiance AAAAAAAA MICHAEL. thank you so much for everything you do for me on this blog!! i'm so thankful to you, it's partially thanks to you this darn thing even exists. you rlly do fund so much content on here & i'm always thankful to have you participate in lore & art uwu i know this year has been especially rough on us, but hopefully 2023 will help us get back on our feet & you'll find your will to keep writing !! you've been doing so good lately look at you go <4 you rose out of the dead for silas and gave him love at first sight can u believe it... your blog & lore has so much thought put into it, i wish you'd be kinder to yourself and less mean to the things you create. your art & writing is beautiful u should be bragging on the dash 24/7 about how cool you are, actually. ily thank u for making the year better even when it was miserable on us, we're going to have the most disgusting wedding ever one day when we can afford mickey mouse wedding us before the eyes of kami-sama, our lord and savior mr. walt disney!!

@kusaranai › your ass doesn't even log onto tumblr anymore biancnya so i'll have to link this to your dms BUT I'M INCLUDING YOU ANYWAYS BC I CAN NEVER MAKE THESE POSTS WITHOUT YOU. i love u my wonderful furry waifu !! by wonderful i mean cursed and by waifu i mean the sleep paralysis demon i see when i get choked out in phasmophboia. my career on tumblr really blossomed when you came into my life and ruined it uwu and it will continue to blossom now that u are long gone and only annoy me on discord ! SOMEWHERE LIGHT AND KUMA LIVE ON. somewhere, even more importantly, i still have light telling kurisu that he loves her shoved into my drafts on an abandoned blog...

@galaxiasus › THE SMOL OF THE GROUP AAAAAAAAA LUNYA. i'm so glad that you've been around more often this year, even though it's been hard on everyone bc 2022 was phew. man it sure was huh. KJNERHKJN as always i'm so glad seeing you on my dash but i'm even more glad that you've actually remained active icb it </4 ur the only person who didn't abandon me on tumblr for 5 years until ren joined us, we were the sole beacons of rp together for a long while and we have so many good ships bc of it!! you're such a joy to write with and your writing is amazing 10/10 idc wtf you say lmfao. i'm so glad i got to rejoin famnesia and reconnect with you and i look forward to holding ur hair back while u scream cry throw up at the end of endwalker !! i'm sorry i'm so slow with dms but rest assured seeing u screaming in them always brightens my day

@zorkaya › REN REN REN REN aaaaaaaaaaaaa. did u know i used to be scared of you when i was a wee little unicorn... many blogs ago... tragic KEJRNHM. I'M SO GLAD that you joined the famnesia server and got to talk with all of us more often!! ofc we've been friends by proxy for a good couple years, but i'm happier to get the chance to talk to you more consistently / often :') you're such a sweet and super cool person, and your writing is so good !! thank u for teaching my fiance and my cohealer how to write pr0n. uwu zarina is such a beautiful & well developed character!! i'm so proud of you for picking up a strong female villain and sticking with her even though the rpc can be whiny when it comes to them. zarina DESERVES to be op and anyone who cries about it is a weak baby bitch. i look forward to writing more with you moving forward !! on all blogs !! with all my muses !!! take the whole roster idc

@eidetic187 › HI VERONICA UR ALSO NEW IN THESE PARTS, i'm just as glad to see you among our msging chaos throughout the day !! even though our schedules are different bc you're on night shift, it's always fun to wake up and see what's transpired in chat lmFAO. finally someone who appreciates the visual novel classics just like me !! kicks really cursed dating sims under the rug so that they cannot be seen. we don't look at those. we're all super glad to have you around partaking in all our discussions and i hope that the next year is kinder to you in every possible way !! also that you and your partner have a hella good new year together once you get out of work and are able to chill together :') we've been mutuals for like 500 years i feel like you were on my first follow forever tm {remember those} on monokuma and u will be on the last one when tumblr burns

@hakureimaiden › omg u came back just in time to force me to write more ppl on this post icb it /j IRMA WELCOME BACK TO THE HELLSITE i've been here on my lonesome for so long except the occasional showing of michael and luna, it's nice to see one of the og muses has survived since the disney murder game days... as always you are a pleasure on both the dash And in the chat!! you brought a lot of really neat friends together by merging our groups together and it's made things super fun getting into xiv and stuff with you!! i'm not always the most :') timely ship partner when it comes to msgs with how whack i've been this year, but i'm hoping wITH NEW ENERGY IN 2023 we can develop romesen... carmeo.... yeah carmeo, WE CAN DEVELOP THEM MORE KJERNHM. regina george is romeo's type? man. would not have guessed. UR SUCH A SWEET CHILL PERSON I HOPE U KNOW FAMNESIA FISTBUMPS WITH U.

@rotinthedark › HALEEEEEEEEEEY i know talking thru groups and stuff isn't ur thing and i'm naturally quiet on discord BUT U STILL GET TO BE HERE because :') we have worked so very hard for the sebalex ship and they are FINALLY making headway and i'm so excited for it!! alex? having a crush on seb? it is a-go, we are THERE, we have MADE IT KEJRNHM you're such a nice & fun person to talk to, and i absolutely ADORE writing with you!! sometimes our interactions are what keeps my love for stardew alive just bc i have like 500 hrs on it and sometimes i'm like broe what else can i even do... i can log on and reply to haley... that's what i can do... i had never thought of sebalex as a ship too srsly until writing with you and now it CONSUMES me i am broken. pls.

— SPECIAL ALICES ...

@dangaer › hi jupiter <4 i want u to know that your blog is one of my favs on this hellsite, i hope you know that the way you write ALL of your muses is so very pleasing to read. all their characterizations are genuinely SO GOOD. i've mentioned it before but even characters i didn't like much or just didn't consider v often are characters you've made me care about just seeing you talk about / write them on the dash!! like ofc i am so intensely biased to the amnesia muses bc that otome has... a very special place in my heart but despite what our rp history may make u think!!! i have played others!! KJNEMRH and your characters are SPOT ON, always, without fail. i love our ships & threads / interactions, even though i can be slow getting to stuff !!! the dynamic we've built up with ikki and darcy is one of my favs, i love them SO MUCH and idk i just think. they're like. kinda valid for wanting to destroy wonderland and stay together. the normal ending? a good option. i support them. i can't WAIT to see aleister and kageyuki's dynamic grow likewise, i know i'm going to love it just as much!! thank you so much for writing with me & support my dumb otome ocs :') i know they aren't a Real Otome, but it is v sweet to be indulged as if they are. i'm in tears rn actively.

@redemptioninterlude › HENLO FRIEND u might be surprised to find yourself here, but :') i do keep up with your blog quite often actually. i know that i've dropped the ball on interactions a lot, this year has been so... much for me, & my activity really suffered, but i want you to know that i LOVE your blog!! and all of what we HAVE done together! and while i love alice specifically, for obvs reasons, i do also read your other threads / dynamics that you put on the dash and pls know that your writing slaps KJNERHM literally there's never a miss, from rue euphoria to ur interesting and well developed ocs, all of them are written in a way that's so amazing to read. you take such a diverse cast & breathe so much life into them, and i'm very lucky to be able to perceive your content when it gets posted. i hope in 2023 we're able to interact together more frequently !! :squeezes my wonderlandians like they're squeaky toys: i want to get a handle on my content SO BADLY and get stuff going with you again, on god !!

@heincus › maaaaaax i already yelled as you over your muses a lot, but i'll yell again!! so help me after i get moved into my new apartment after the holidays i would LOVE to figure out some match ups / dynamics between our muses because all your ocs have so much love / care put into them and they're all SO MUCH fun!! i love how much passion you have for writing, and how boundless your imagination is. ocs are HARD to write, you have to come up with a lot and juggle world building and character building and all the things, but you make it look so effortless :') your roster is full of so many colorful and expansive personalities and stories. i want to pick them up like barbie dolls and throw them at whatever the fuck weirdos are on my own roster and simply see what sticks. the possibilities? endless. rlly though your writing is so good, you should be proud of what you've created on your blog and i am so glad that i get to interact with you during times i'm not awol lying dead in a ditch ty <4

@galaxylimbs › BANGS POTS AND PANS TOGETHER AAAAAAA u may not think it because my replies are slow as hell rn, but i love our ships HI HELLO EKJNHM. from code vein to oc otome hell, i'm so glad to see you back around again!! know that even though i can take 10 years to reply to things, i do absolutely love the dynamics we have with deirdre / magnus and louis / belle. it's such a joy getting to write with you, and i am SO DETERMINED to give you more ship content this upcoming year. i'm happy as well that louis and belle are back, they're such a fantastic duo and i have... so many emotions over code vein to this day, i'm excited to get back into exploring that world with you :') just as well getting to expand on deirdre and magnus's interactions, the potential is untapped !! thank u for sticking around and writing with me friend aaa

— FLOWERS IN THE GARDENS ... i love seeing you all on my dash! it's likely i've left you on read at some point or shoved our drafts in my box, but please know there's no lack of interest on my part. perhaps we haven't interacted at all, but unbeknownst to you, i see you on the dash all the time & you've left an impression. either way, i adore seeing you around & i absolutely want to interact with you!! thank you so much for brightening up my day with your writing. although i may be quiet, i notice u, and i am a fan kjenrhmkjernhm.

@untowonder / @innocenceimpulse / @seeasunset / @snowfeathered / @starlit-heir / @vibraea / @aceparagon / @jardinae / @tvrningout / @swerte / @aetherbled / @pluviacuratio / @synthwealth / @decoresca / @wishngs / @hymnblood / @tricksheart / @strywoven / @xdcwntherabbithole / @mcmcntomorii / @frestoniia / @reapcrbunny / @double-knots / @acandlelitdeath / @jaxxmulti / @tellescope / @hiisfire / @crownedveil / @shrapnelsong / @box-of-characters / @xamassed / XOXO TO U ALL !!

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!

#ʚ o. out of character ɞ ⁄ otome games are my thirteenth reason.

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summitclan-chronicles · 4 months

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Hello!! I hope you're having a good day :) I just have a couple questions about things since these are very new systems to me! Firstly, would you be able to share any more details about being assigned an age range based on experience? Mostly I'm curious on what the age ranges are / mean (for example, are senior characters retirees or are they just older warriors?) I'm also wondering if there's any flexibility with that - for example two characters that would fit great as littermates but one person was assigned the warrior age range and one was assigned senior...! I know you said these are large ranges but I'd love to know more about them, almost every rp I've been in before involved making characters prior to joining the server so I'm super curious.

Also, this might be looking way too far into the future haha, but how do kits functioning as adopts work in the event that someone isn't able to remain in the server? Like, would people be able to keep the designs they're given or are they only to be used in the server since they have traits based on their parents. And would their be an option for former members to let their characters be adopted by new members or members without characters if they don't see their story ending just yet?

Apologies for the wall of text!! I'm super curious about these systems especially since it seems like you've put a lot of thought into them! Excited to see where this rp goes :)

Hi there! I am, and I hope you are too!!

First, age ranges:

Youngans are cats between 2 and 18 months of age. (this covers summitclan's equivalent to kittens and apprentices)

Warriors are between 18 months and 6 years of age.

Seniors are between 6 and 12 years of age. (for now, 12 is as old as you can make your character!)

Regarding the littermates question, I think we were on the same wavelength because I spent an entire Target trip obsessively thinking about this hoping someone would ask about it. AND THEN THIS HAPPENED!

The age ranges given to players are loose - if two cats in side-by-side age ranges (youngan/warrior or warrior/senior) are compatible as littermates, you can totally doink down or up a peg to unite them. But youngans & seniors can't swap for each other! And if the age you made your character needs to be adjusted for that to happen, just let me know so I'm aware of the change! (and as a reminder, everything is open for editing until the character's first post!)

Seniors are defined as cats that are old enough to be considered wise and experienced; this can be a perception ranging from a well loved uncle/teacher to the village grandmother. They aren't really considered retirees until 9 years, but if they're doing the Creme Puff thing they don't always have to. Between 6 and 9, they're mostly looked to as secondary mentors, pools of field-wisdom and folks to come to when you need advice.

Life in the mountain is as full of love as it is brutally hard at times, and by 9 years cats are pretty worn down. But they spend their golden seasons being celebrated and served by the younger cats, and advising those they are surrounded by.

And hey, looking into the future makes the now more secure! I love far-flung questions! I actually answered a similar question just now, but repetition is key --

As long as a cat is active in Summitclan's canon, they need to have their canon design in depictions considered canon. But once they die or leave permanently? It's free real estate. Do what you like, change whatever! Or you can keep everything the same and mould them to the roleplay they join next. They're your kitty!

... But something I didn't mention in the last one (see why I encourage repetition? Even I need it!) is that if you're doodling something noncanon you can be as bonkers as you like. This is how I was sketching Arrowseeker for one of the ads:

About adopting characters... that's difficult to say, because anyone that knows the character particularly well would already have characters of their own. Anyone without a character would be a newcomer and not know them very well.

But I don't want to give that answer prematurely. I'm going to wait until it happens, and discuss it with the people involved!

NO PROBLEM on walls of text!! I love talking about Summitclan and what it entails! I love that people are interested, it makes my heart full of happy!!!

#ask #thank you so much for writing ib!#woohoo this was fun to answer #i hope you have a great night!!

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that-house · 1 year

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Hey so how did you get started in making tabletop games? I really wanna start but I don't really know where I can look to even get basics. I haven't been able to find anything applicable to it.

Especially since I didn't really have much experience with any games that weren't video games til like a few years ago. And I can for sure see it as a case of a big part of learning is doing both playing games then tweaking those games to be somewhat different in ways that suit you but I just don't have anyone with the time to play.

i mean part of it is just. this has been a huge part of my life literally since elementary school

i loved pretending to be fantasy heroes and whatnot with my friends, and at some point long before i'd heard of D&D i was like "wow i sure am tired of forgetting what my character can do, i should write it down" and made my first ever character sheet which (a) was totally incomprehensible like a week later and (b) got lost super fast

after that i think i encountered the official warrior cats rpg, Warriors Adventure Game, and that inspired me to start making my own games using Word on the family computer. they were not good, as you might expect from a 4th grader

this post is turning out to be Long so

i got more serious about it in middle school. my school had a LARP program, and that was my first ever brush with actual organized RPG stuff. i loved it so much that i wanted to keep doing it over the summer, but didn't have access to the official rules, so i made my own for my friends and I.

one of those LARP friends got me into D&D, and i almost instantly ruined the campaign i ran for him and our other LARP friends with broken homebrew items because ough game design

i got serious about indie ttrpg design in high school. my big project was Reclaim, a sci fi RPG focused on supersoldiers reconquering the planet for humanity after an apocalypse (which gradually morphed into a critique of the military-industrial complex and american imperialism as my brain pathways connected properly in the later half of high school). it was the focus of my college application essay, but the game itself was not great in retrospect

nowadays i've further refined my approach to game design for my high power sci fi/fantasy anime bullshit project, Field of White Flowers, which is definitely the game i'm proudest of to date (it will probably have a basic version of the rules available for free some day, but the full game is enough of an undertaking that I will be charging some money for it)

the issue with advising people on how to make RPG systems is that there isn't necessarily a "right answer." RPGs can be anything. I can say "making a fun game is the most important part" but different people are going to have different definitions of fun.

like some people want crunchy systems with an answer to everything and rules for how many moles of oxygen you can hold in your lungs, while other people want stuff that's more rules light and lets them get right to the narrative and the roleplay. so i think the main thing when designing a game is pick an audience and stick to it: my games' primary audience is usually myself (i like systems with a lot of room for customization and optimization)

the other big tip i have is to play and read as many RPG systems as you can. almost everything has at least one good idea in it somewhere, and even stuff that's just Bad might give you a moment of inspiration while you're laughing at it.

as a suuuper bare-bones outline of what a game might consist of:

Resolution Mechanic: how does your game solve questions like "can i jump over this gap" or "can I cut this mountain in half?" for example, D&D does the whole thing with a d20 + modifiers compared to a number. other systems handle this in different ways. as a baseline it's nice for players' choices to matter, so i like to keep it somewhere between "flip a coin" and "consult thirteen tables based on your Class and Sense of Style, and then add four if you're a Gemini"

Combat: not every RPG needs combat, but the hobby has its roots in wargaming and so a lot of RPGs end up having some element of combat. your combat can be as simple as a more narrative game saying "make a skill check to kill this guy" (and thus overlapping entirely with your Resolution Mechanic) or it can be a multiple-hour tactical engagement like in Lancer

Stakes: what happens if players fail? can they fail? this is stuff like hit points in combat games, or the king finding out about your plans for the revolution in an intrigue game.

Character Creation: you need a Guy to be. how do you make the Guy? can the Guy be a dragon. an offshoot of this is progression: can my Guy get stronger? how?

this is very much an abstraction. games don't necessarily need all of these things. you can have a game without combat, and if you get silly enough with it you might be able to avoid character creation of any sort. it's harder to make a game without a resolution mechanic or stakes and have it be fun, but it's possible someone out there has done it

but that list of four things, in addition to more literary things like tone and setting, are sort of the basic framework my brain operates off of while making games.

at the end of the day, if you want to get good at something, the first step is to get out there and try it! good luck and happy game development!

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spacecatbowtie · 9 months

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Say it, Darlin

AO3 link

Explicit

Joel (The Last of Us)/Reader

Joel (The Last of Us)/OC

Summary:

The plan did not go the way it was intended. He was faster than me and caught me before I knew it.

It excites me, but I won't admit that to myself, let alone to him. I don't want to boost this old man's stupid ego.

MINORS DON'T INTERACT, DO NOT READ IF BELOW 18

Notes:

So I just wrote this.

Irl this is not ok, I would call the police on this. Even though she actually wants this, this is not consensual. Especially at the beginning.

So for the peeps new to sexual stuff irl. This is not ok, maybe only for roleplay if you set up boundaries before hand.

Anyhow, enjoy if ur into reading this shit. :)

Tags below:

Tags:

Dark Joel (The Last of Us), Rough Sex, Pining, Bondage, Knifeplay, Spit Kink, Forced Submission, This is not healthy, Unsafe Sex, this is NOT okay, minor description of blood, Hair Pulling, POV First Person, no description of oc other than being female, no mention of oc name, joel is alone, Touch-Starved Joel, Degradation, dyslexia so tell me if i misspelled something, cum, p in v, Kinda cute ending, joel does not know how to show emotions, joel actually wants to be loved, Porn, porn with little plot, Dom Joel

I'd been waiting for the man to fall asleep. For hours he sat by the fire, cleaning his weapons, eating the meat he grilled and just staring in to space.

As the sun sets, the chirping of crickets grows louder and the temperature drops. The bush I decided to hide in offers no protection from the wind. Thank god it's spring, otherwise I would have frozen to death from sitting still on the moist forest floor. Still my body feels stiff from the chilly evening air.

At some point I must have dosed off, because when I startle awake and look at the small fire, the man is gone.

Shit!

I search through the darkness in the trees. He is probably just going for a wee.

Something hard pokes my back. By body freezes, I know what it is without turning around.

"What the hell you spying on me for?"

I did not expect his voice to be this low. The threating tone sends cold shivers down my spine.

"Say somethin, dammit." He snarls.

"I'm sorry!" Is the only thing I can think of to say. I try to turn around, but that only causes him to jab the barrel of his gun harder in my spine.

After a while the pressure disappears.

"Turn 'round."

Slowly I obey and face him. He keeps the gun aimed at me, but he has taken a step back. The light of the campfire barely reaches him at this distance, just an orange glow sparkles in his eyes. Up close he looks even more rough and wild.

"Please, I am just looking for some food," I mutter, keeping my hands up as a sign of surrender. "I saw the fire, and wanted to ask you if you perhaps had some food to spare."

He just looks at me for a few seconds until he finally speaks again. "Spread your arms and put your feet wider."

When I just look at him in confusion he sighs. "I'm gonna search you for weapons."

I take in a quick breath, but do as he says and take a wider stands, spreading my arms.

He keeps the gun in one hand as he comes closer. "If you move, you're dead."

I give a curd nod.

Starting at my arms, he makes his way over my clothes. I close my eyes and hold my breath as his free hand feels down my body for any hidden weapons.

With a grunt he steps back and I try to hide my sigh of relief.

He holsters his gun. "I can give you something to eat." With his head he motions for me to go to the fire.

Even though it's a relatively warm night, the flames feel nice as I take a seat across from him, the fire between us. The dead tree trunk is slightly damp and moisture soaks through the fabric of my pants the longer I sit down.

He digs through his bag, retrieving something wrapped in beige paper and throws it at me to catch.

Salted meat! Immediately after opening the crinkled wrapping, I stuff my face. Savoring the taste, I look up at the sky and let the salt devolve on my tongue. We usually don't have this kind of food.

When I open my eyes, he is looking at me with an expression I can't decipher. "Thank you, sir!" I smile at him.

His gaze softens slightly. "It's alright. Don't gotta call me 'sir'. Just Joel's fine."

We both eat in silence, as the adrenaline from our encounter before slowly seeps away. Gazing into the dancing flames of the campfire, I refrain from engaging in further contact with him.

When we've finished the delicious but small meal, I look at him again. "Would it be alright if I stay a little longer and sleep by the fire?"

There is some hesitation on his face, his thick brows furrowing.

Giving him my saddest puppy eyes, I continue. "Please, its lonely and kinda cold out there."

"That's fine." He sighs and tosses me something from his bag. A flannel shirt. The fabric is rough in my hands, but I'll do the job as a makeshift blanket.

I fake a yawn and stretch, before covering myself with the large flannel and curling up next to the fire, facing away from him.

"G'night." His back pops as he stretches.

I don't respond, pretending to have dozed off already.

He settles in himself. And after what feels like a little more than an hour, soft snores fill the air. I wait another two hours to make sure he is in deep sleep. The crickets have become silent, only the occasional mysterious forest sound can be heard every so often. A few times I'd jumped at the sound of his voice, thinking he was awake, but it turns out he talks in his sleep. What exactly he is saying is unclear, but I can make out the name 'Sarah' a few times.

My body aches when I silently get up. I retrieve the small pocket knife hidden in the hem of my jeans. Thankfully he'd missed it when searching me.

The sleeping man lays on his side, head on his arm as I approach. He looks so peaceful, it's almost cute. Sadly that ends right here. I place the knife on his neck and am about to cut his throat when a large hand forcefully grabs my wrist.

I yelp when he jumps on me, pinning me to the ground. The knife flies from my hand some ware along the way.

His dark eyes are so cold and so dangerous that regret accepting this job in the first place. Not that I had a lot of choice in the matter.

"Yea, knew you were not gonna let me sleep peacefully." He straightens up and kicks the knife out of my reach.

I try to get up, but he presses his foot painfully in the middle of my chest, pinning me to the ground. I feel like I'm unable to move, unable to breathe.

"Now, what the hell did you think you were doing?" He lightens the pressure on my chest a little so I can talk.

But I stay silent and try to shove his foot off me. When that does not work I just look up at him with the angriest face I can muster.

"C'mon, don't act all tough now." He leans closer, putting more weight on my chest, causing me to cough and wheeze. "From the goodness of my heart I let you sit by the warmth of the fire, I shared my food with you, and this is how you thank me?"

The look in his eyes sparks fear in me. Kicking my legs I try to get away from him, even though I know it is futile.

"Stop it!" He digs the toe of his foot harder in my body. "Least you could do is tell me why you tried to kill me."

Fine

"I needed the supplies. Dont act like you haven't done things like this to survive."

"Maybe I have, maybe I haven't but that does not change the fact that it makes no sense for a lonely little girl like you to kill a generous man like me."

He knows.

Panic surges through me. I try to reach for the knife he'd kicked away. I need to try. I have to try.

"Stop fighting me!" He crouches down and pins my hands down. Straddling me, he immobilizes the rest of my body on the ground. "Explain to me why you thought it was necessary to kill me."

I close my eyes, and try to keep my breathing steady.

"Look at me."

I do. His face is so close.

"Answer me. I know you're hiding sometin."

Thrashing and pulling my arms, but his grip only tightens. I give up with a frustrated sigh. "I am just trying to survive in this shit world."

That was the truth.

"Yeah well, you could have just asked to join me. We could have struck a deal, worked together to survive in this shit world." He pins both my wrists in one hand, with his other he reaches for the knife on the ground. Brining it to his face, he inspects it. "Like I said, you are a girl all alone in the woods. It doesn't make sense for you ta' kill me."

His dark eyes pierce mine and he leans closer again. "Or you're not alone at all."

"Let me go." With all my strength I try to fight against his grip. Now he has my wrists in one hand, I should be able to pull free. For a moment I think it works, because his grip loosens, but quickly he unbuckles his belt and pulls it from the loops of his pants. With rough hands he binds my wrists above my head and attaches the end of the binds to the large log, leaving me unable to move my arms.

I press my lips tightly together. The fact that he is tying me up seeps ice-cold fear from my chest to the rest of my body. Simultaneously, my body is starting to react to his vicinity. It has been months since I've had any release, and the need for some intimate action burns low in my stomach.

"Look hun, i don't want to hurt you, but you were gonna take me out of the game, so i can't let you go either." He must have put the knife down at some point, because the rough but warm hand slides feather-light down my neck.

I try to suppress the whimper that forms in my throat as a reaction to his touch, but it is too late, it sounds desperate and needy. Curse my body for being weak. Wurming and pulling, I try to escape his grip. But he keeps me in place with his weight.

It feels so good.

NO! stop. I need to get away.

The stare in which he looks at me warms my whole body with a tingly heat. He leans even closer, almost burying his face in my hair. "Shhhhh. Don't struggle." His warm breath tickles my neck.

I tremble underneath him. "Fuck." I curse as my body betrays me. Trying not to give in to my desires, I turn my face away from him.

"C'mon, it's okay." His thumb strokes the soft part of my throat. "Just let it happen." He whispers. "I'll be good to you, you can trust me." His hand slides lower, running his thumb over one of my breasts.

Another whimper escapes me and my cheeks burn. I hate how responsive I am, but from the state of him, I guess that he is just as touch starved as I am.

But I don't want to give in. I need the supplies. I need to kill him for it. Without further hesitation, I lift my knee, kicking him between his legs.

He groans in pain and he falls forward over me, but catches himself. "Son of a-" Before I can execute my second step of my 'plan', he reaches for the knife again. For a quick second the blade flashes as it reflects the light of the campfire, but then it's on my throat.

"You should have slit my throat when you had the chance." He begins to press the knife down, breaking the skin, but not deep enough to do any major damage.

My eyes widen, my body trembles. I try to keep still, not daring to move in fear of the blade cutting deeper. Something swirls inside me, something that I haven't felt before, something I don't understand.

He stares down at me, his eyes just as cold as his voice when he speaks. "You're a viper. You know what happens to vipers in this shit world?" He lowers his voice to a whisper. "They get stepped on."

The reality of the situation starts to kick in. This man that is way stronger than I am, has complete control over me. He has a knife pressed against my throat, threatening to kill me.

I feel tears forming, but I try hard to keep them from spilling over my face. I dont want him to see how scared and desperate I am.

A small wicked smile forms on his lips. "Now, you're gonna tell me why you found the need to try and cut my throat."

"I told you, I needed the supplies and I did not want to share." My voice is weak. As I talk the knife cuts more in my skin, making me wince.

The pressure of the blade dissapears and finally, I dare to breath again. He grabs on the front of my shirt and pulls me towards him, lifting my upper body a little from the ground. "Do NOT feed me that bullshit story again."

"It's not bullshit!"

"Then what else." He releases again, making my head hit the ground. The pressure of the knife is back again, the blade digging in my skin. Something warm and liquid seeps down my neck.

I am not telling him I'm not alone, that I am with a group of people and that they send me here to pretend to be a weak, helpless girl.

But I see in his eyes that he is starting to realize that. The knife pushes a little deeper, I fear it almost hits a vital spot.

"Fine." I sigh and My body freezes when the sting in my neck gets worse. "I am part of a group. They send me to kill you and steal your supplies."

"Is that everything?"

I nod and close my eyes. He is surely going to kill me now.

He is right next to my face again, so his next words are whispered directly in my ear. "Tell me one more thing."

Desire floods through me as his breath tickles my neck. "What else do you want to know?" I manage to say in a voice that sounds angry and not totally deprived.

Softly he smiles at my tone. "Do they treat you right?"

His tone is so seductive now, almost purring. "And don't think about lyin again."

I am debating on not telling him. But the sting of the knife in my throat takes away every bit of bravery I have left. I want to shake my head, but the sting of the blade makes that impossible. "No..." I breath softly, It's almost a sob.

"Hmm." He hums in my ear and breaths in, the tip of his nose against my throat. "Now, give me a good reason not to kill ya."

The way he overpowers me, makes me feel a thousand things at the same time. "I..." I try to come up with a good reason for him not to end my life right here and now. But I can't think of a good reason. It would be the logical decision. I had tried to kill him, I know his current location. If he lets me go, I'd just run of to my group and tell them about him. I know all the details of him, his weapons, some of his belongings, his strength.

"Well? Give me one good reason, or I'll kill you with your own knife." He slides the blade down over my collarbone, leaving behind a trail of stinging pain. "Any reason, give me any reason."

I close my eyes tightly. "I.. I can point you to the location of my group, you can steal their supplies."

To my surprise he lets out a slight chuckle. "Oh, I already know where your little group is." He grabs my jaw roughly, and the flat blade of the knife is pressed to my cheek. "I mean, tell me a personal reason. Because now it sounds like you're tellin me that there's no good reason to keep you alive."

"What do you want me to do? Just name it. Tell me what I can do." I feel my cheeks burn from shame at my begging.

"That's just the thing, sweetheart. I want you to offer me something." He leans back, and the knife is back on my collarbone, dragging even further down but now not deep enough to cut the skin. "Aint gonna give you any hints." He moves his hips, rolling them into mine once.

I dont care about the world anymore. It does not feel real to me anymore. The only thing that feels real is this man on top of me, pressing his body into mine. There are so many things I want him to do to me, but I remain silent and just look him in his eyes. Does he notice the desire in mine?

Keeping his gaze on mine, he suddenly stabs the knife in the soft forest floor next to my head. With one hand he digs in my hair and pulls my head back, exposing my throat for him.

"I want you to say it, darlin." His nose runs up the unwounded side of my neck. "I can't read minds now, can I?" His lips are dangerously close to mine. "C'mon, it can't be hard. Can't think of one thing?"

His hips buck into mine once more, making me groan involuntarily. Hot breath tickles my face. "You want it, don't you?" He whispers as his lips trail down my jaw without kissing. "You want me."

My body shudders underneath him as his lips touch my skin. A strangled moan escapes me. My heart pounds in my chest and my breathing speeds up even more than before.

"I.. no.. i dont.." Even I hear how pathetic my voice sounds. "Get off me!"

A low chuckle. "You don't need to lie. I already know the truth." His fingers pull harder at my hair, holding me in place. "Don't struggle." He hisses. "Now, say it!"

"Fuck off -" i get cut off when he bites softly in my neck, and then licks from my collarbone up to the sweet spot under my ear.

I feel him smile against my skin at the sounds I make when he bites softly. He nibbles a path down my throat, probably leaving indents. "Just relax." Now that he has had a taste of me, he dives in for more, biting harder at my skin.

"Oh my god" I moan when his hand slides over my heated body. I arch, so my chest presses in to him.

He pulls back enough to look at me. "We are both human. We have needs, desires. Sometimes you just need to let go."

My struggling ceases. I stop trying to kick him, I stop trying to rip my arm from his iron like hold. Wide-eyed I look up at him, waiting for what he will do next.

He slowly releases my wrist. "Thats a good girl."

His eyes are so dark when he stares in to mine, they look like black holes, sucking me in, hypnotizing me. "Are you afraid of me?"

My brows furrow at the question. I shake my head no, causing a painful pull on my hair where he has his fingers tangled in.

"I can see it your eyes, darlin." His gaze is on my lips now. "It turns you on, doesn't it?" This is less of a question and more of a statement.

A warm hand travels down my chest, feeling my waist and thighs. The hand wraps around my waist, pulling me even closer to him.

The burning hot frustration turns into fiery desire that sends a thrill through my body. I realize that the fear is part of what turns me on this bad. I want him to ruin me, but at the same time I want to get away, run away, flee from this animalistic man.

At my silence he laughs condescendingly, the soft snicker rumbling through his chest. He makes me feel like a freak for letting this situation effect me like this.

Fuck him.

"You are just an old man. I am not afraid of you, and I am most definitely not into this." I try to keep my voice steady and strong. "You are the one that is turned on by pinning down a defenseless girl."

"You are a terrible liar, darlin." He releases my hair to push himself back, distancing himself from me. His full weight is heavy on my hips. "And you are most definitely not defenseless. remember trying to kill me?"

This brings a triumphant smile to my face. I had almost had him, if he had reacted one second later, he had bled out by now, a deep cut in his throat.

"I'll make you submit to me." His tone is low and gruff.

After a few seconds of staring down at me, he speaks again. "Take of your shirt." His voice is low and calculated. There is something to it. Is this his way of asking for consent? Will he stop if I say no?

I realize that I am almost disappointed at the thought of him getting off me, not having his hands touch me, not having his body caging me in.

"Make me, old man."

Something sparks in his eyes, something dark as I am not plainly refusing him. He leans back in, hands on the ground on either side of my head. "Don't challenge me, girl." His thumb caresses my jaw. "Now, take of that shirt."

"No." A smirk creeps up my face, despite the fact that I try to keep the frown .

He has had enough.

"You are not making this easy." He pushes my shirt up to expose my bra. Eyes ravage the skin that gets exposed, his fingers slipping over my stomach and over my covered breasts.

Leaning over me, he reaches for the knife and pulls it from the ground. He wipes the sand on his pants before he hooks the blade underneath the bra in the middle of my chest.

I struggle and try to get from under him. But with my hands tied and his weight on me. "Dont you dare rip my bra" I threaten, trying to sound convincing.

In a swift motion he cuts through the fabric, my breasts spill out as the broken bra falls to my sides.

"fuck you asshole!" I try to kick him but he keeps but his weight keeps me down. I feel my desire grow in my stomach and i feel my body becoming sensitive to his touch. As the air touches my nipples, I automatically arch in to him, basically presenting my chest to him. The tension for what is about to happen stretches every second, it'll have to burst sometime soon.

"That's right, you're not gonna do anything." The knife is discarded again.

I am about to give him a witty remark, but he presses his palm to my mouth. It muffles the moan that escapes when his fingers lightly trail over the swell of my breasts.

"Nothing to say now?" His thumb brushes over my nipple, making me buck my hips against him.

"There we go, that's more like it." He leans in, his lips against my neck. "I know exactly what you want." A low whisper tickles the shell of my ear.

I bite his hand.

He pulls away, a smirk on his face. "Ouch."

"Is that what you're into? biting? you could just have told me, hun." Leaning in, he traces my throat with his nose, breathing me in. "You want me to bite you?"

I moan softly. But quickly I press my lips on each other, stopping myself from making more noises. His hand slides lower over my stomach, traveling a path to where I need his touch the most.

Then he sinks his teeth in my neck, deep. Not like nibbles from before, but full on biting down. The pain is blinding, white stars spread across my vision.

"Stop! You fucking monster!" I wiggle under him, but it only causes more strain at the place where he sunk his teeth in. I let out a sob. The biting hurts a lot. But at the same time it turns me on, more than I would like to admit. The way he dominates me makes me tremble in pleasure. I let out a whine as his fingers trail the inside of my thigh.

"God, daring. You like it rough don't ya?"

"No it fucking hurts. Let me go!" Tears of fear and frustration roll down my face. "I hate you." I turn my head away from him, his breath now warms my neck.

"No, you want it." His fingers travel further, gently rubbing the fabric of my jeans over my clit. "You just don't want to admit it. You hate me because you want me, don't you?" He gives small bites up my neck, and then bites down again, above the place he bit before.

I let out a scream, and he quickly covers my mouth with his hand. "Can't find your words?"

More tears drip down my face as I shake my head. My body burns from humiliation and desire. I want him so bad, he feels so good as he touches me, but I dont want him to know that.

"You can lie to me, but you can't lie to yourself, darlin." His hand dips under the waistband of my jeans, digging in to my wetness. The groan he lets out as he feels how wet I am is utterly primal, a low rumble in the back of his throat.

With his hand he squeezes my jaw hard. He forces my mouth open with the tight grip of his hand. He leans over me, keeping eye-contact, he spits in my mouth. My eyes roll back on how filthy it is. Never have I been more turned on than right now.

No.

I refuse to fuel his ego. Giving him a death stare, I spit everything out on the ground.

"You can't fool me. Your body is telling me everything I need to know." The fingers between my legs start a slow pace of rubbing and circling the sensitive spot there. Every now and then he goes to tease my entrance, before returning to my clit again.

I close my eyes and remain silent, not able to handle this amount of lust or the way he turns me on.

"You know what you are.. you just wont admit it. You are just a filthy whore." He says to me with a low, his face frustrated at my silence.

I wince from the insult, but makes something hot swirl in my lower at the same time. He must see it in my features, because he grins at my reaction.

"Oh, you like that too? being degraded? You really are a dirty girl." With his hand he brushes surprisingly softly over my cheek, eyes serious as they pierce mine. "I want to hear you say it, tell me you want me, admit it."

"Make me," I say again. "Old man." I hope to provoke him. I kinda want him to be harsh with me, I want him to get frustrated, I want him to take his anger out on me, use me.

"You wanna play rough?" His head tilts slightly. "We can be as rough as you want, sweetheart." Finally he plunges inside me, two thick fingers at the same time. They reach further than my own fingers ever could reach in the last few years. I gasp at the intrusion and tense around him, sucking him in deeper.

He keeps them inside as he curls his fingers, causing me to throw my head back in a strangled moan.

"There we go, that's what I like to hear." Slowly he moves his fingers in and out again, setting a teasing pace.

He keeps moving his hand in a delicious way. I cant talk anymore, I can't even think anymore. The only thing i can do is moan and mewl at what his fingers do to me.

I tense when he dives in the crook of my neck again, but instead of biting, he gives small, soft kisses along my neck and jaw. Already I can feel the burning knot grow tighter in my lower belly. Never have I reached this point so quickly by myself.

"That feel good?"

The 'no' from my mouth is a lie through my teeth as I try not to make too many pleasure noises. I don't want to admit how incredibly good he makes me feel.

I make a desperate sound of protest when he pulls his hand away, having almost reached my peak.

Straightening up, he quickly pulls off my boots, and rips off my pants. I lift my hips a little to make it easier for him. He moves his hands to the fly of his own pants, but then changes his mind and unties my hands. Not knowing what to do with them, I just place them on his legs on either side of my hips.

"Comon darlin, say it." Now he undoes the zipper and reaches in. He pulls himself from his pants and the only thing I can do is stare. He looks so hot. I want him so bad. Settling between my legs, he kneels over me, his hands on my thighs.

"I am not going to say it. Never." I say.

He chuckles darkly at that. Then he moves closer, angling his hips to press the head of his cock against my wetness. Slowly he settles himself inside me. I cant keep down the moan that escapes me from the stretch he is giving me. God he feels good. This is what I have needed for so long.

His pace is fast right of the bet, seemingly unable to withhold himself any longer. the feeling that has almost become unfamiliar to me spreads through my body again. I had forgotten how good sex felt. I'm in heaven.

He grabs my jaw and forces his fingers inside my mouth. Moaning, I lick at them. He seems to like that for he leans over me while still snapping his hips against mine, thrusting himself inside of me again and again. His pupils are blown as he keeps my mouth open with his wet fingers and spits. The warm liquid drips on my tongue.

He pushes my mouth closed again. "Swallow." While looking in his eyes I obey. This causes him to make a noise in the back of his throat and his pace stutters a little. "You're such a whore for me." Then he kisses me. Hard, sloppy and wet. I kiss him back, my hands digging at his shoulders and in his hair.

When his thumb rubs between my legs my whole body tenses in pleasure. The pleasure rushes at me and hits unexpectedly, almost like a punch in the stomach. I can't breathe for a few seconds. And then I moan loudly and my body shudders and shocks. I just had the best orgasm of my life.

He grabs my legs and pushes them against my chest, so he has an even deeper angle. It kinda hurts, but in a good way. I cant stop the loud, high-pitched sounds from escaping at the overstimulation. My fingers grabs and claw at his arms, as if it could provide me with some support.

"Knew you liked it rough, filthy girl. so disobedient, and likes to be punished for it." His fingers trail through my hair, down my cheeks and to my throat. They leave a wet trail behind, his hand still glistening from my desire.

"It's been a while, tell me you want it." He breaths in my ear. "Say it. please." The last word is so soft, I'd almost missed it.

It sounds almost desperate. All this time he had asked me, ordered me to admit that I wanted him. I thought he just wanted to dominate me, show me who was in charge, but maybe it had always been me that had the upper hand. Maybe he wanted to be wanted, maybe he longed to make someone feel good. He doesn't know how good he makes me feel, how much I want him, how close to my fantasy this scenario is.

I pull at his hair, forcing him to look at me. His eyes are half lidded, just like mine, but there is something of desperation in them. The warm brown irises engulfing me, my soul. "I want you to use me to get off. From the moment you pinned me down I have wanted you." Whispering the words, through my gasps at every one of his thrusts, I finally let him know how much I crave him. "I need you to cum because of me."

His eyes roll back as he closes them. After a few more thrusts he swiftly pulls out and he cums all over my stomach and chest. The warm liquid quickly cools in the evening air. With a few strangled wheezes he catches his breath.

Getting up, he puts himself away and fixes his clothes. The connection I had just felt before is completely gone now. In contrast with him opening himself up to me and begging me, he is cold and stoic like before.

"Get dressed." He hands me my pants as I pull down my shirt and try to fix my cut-up bra. After a while, I give up and just hope the cups will stay put underneath my tight shirt.

Joel is sitting by the fire again, throwing pieces of wood in that he must have collected before. The wet branches have trouble catching fire in the almost dying fire, but after sputtering, some of them get engulfed in the bright orange flame as well.

What is he thinking? Does he regret it? There are undoubtedly some issues underneath the surface. But who hasn't in this shit world.

When I come closer, he immediately turns to me, tension in his shoulders, as if he had been watching me from his peripheral vision. "Put on you shoes, you'll catch a cold."

This sudden act of seemingly concern surprises me. There had to be a soft side of him, hidden beneath the years of terror. I guess the same can be said for me.

I take a seat across from him like before, on my own dead tree trunk and put on my shoes.

"This... does not change anything about our situation." He throws a last branch in the growing fire. "I should keep you tied up."

"What?!"

"I don't want you killing me or going back to your little club so you can attack me." He drags his hand through his hair, the messy curls springing back in place. "Maybe I should offer them a trade. You in exchange of supplies. I bet you have loads of medicine and food there."

As I tie my last shoe I scoff. "They won't even give you one can of food in exchange for me." I pick up his flannel that he gave me a few hours before and wrap it around myself. "They sent me on this 'assignment' knowing full well that you could just have killed me at first sight."

He is silent for a while as he stares in the flames. "If they don't value you, then leave, go alone or with me. Without this group you don't have a reason to try and kill me anymore."

was that an attempt at a joke?

"They will come after me, after us. Not to get me back, but for revenge. They dont take well on deserters." I shiver on the thought of what happened to the last person to try and leave this cult.

"Then we'll have to be quicker than them."

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