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twogeeseinatrenchcoat · 2 months

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D&D

So, I'm running a campaign, my party of 7-8 is is in the Feywild. They've been assigned some tasks by the Fae queen to get the magic puppet god thing, don't ask.

Tldr: We're shit at maths and I made them fight their clones. And then made it more confusing. It was fun!

They're on the second (last) trial. It's a room with the walls lined with mirrors. If you go through the mirror, you appear in a different room with a bunch of clones and your clone goes into the room you were in. There's 2 rooms.

So I set up this combat in the most confusing way possible. The party is fighting each other, and I have the lists of who's in each room. The rules are as follows:

There are two rooms, and two rounds corresponding to the rooms

In Round 1, everything that happens goes on in Room 1, and vice versa.

So, in Round 1, the players whose characters are in Room 1 control their characters and the players who have their clones in Room 1 control their clones.

They don't know whether they're controlling themselves or not.

So they do whatever, say the rogue attacks the wizard, the rogue is in Room 2 and the wizard is in Room 1. So, the rogue is controlling their clone.

They don't know if they're attacking clones or people until I say who takes the damage. (I have their hit points listed and I take damage as their clones do)

The main challenge of this was the maths. We are absolutely abysmal at maths. I swear, over half the session was us yelling at each other over who's dead. At some point I gave the cleric a turn in Round 2 (she's in Room 1), but forgot that her clone was dead. It didn't matter, she attacked the (unconscious) .

Oh and also the other wizard cast fireball in a 10x20 room. So, you know, everyone took 33 points of damage. Because why not. It did full damage and not double because 1) I'm a merciful god and 2) she stopped casting halfway through so it was halved and then doubled, so full damage. Most of the session was dedicated to finding out who this killed and how much damage everyone took.

Best session. Lesson learned, confuse the fuck out of your players with interesting combat rules and they'll have fun. Doing part 3 of this combat next week, will have an update if it goes well.

#dnd #dungeons and dragons #dungeon master #I'm proud of this session #It was very fun #This entire session was a shouting match #Nobody knew what was happening #“What's going on?!”#“[Wizard] cast fireball in an 10x20 room is what's going on!”#Me and the wizard #She murdered many people #And two of my players were absent when the combat started last session #So we absolutely made sure to keep any and all details from them #it was fun

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okthatsgreat · 1 year

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i think i am physically incapable of making a serious dnd character. like i come up with a concept that is actually pretty horrifying and absolutely should have serious ramifications on the character that i am playing but then i rock up to the session and suddenly i have to be a comedian its a disease

#dnd #lee chat #ive made a creature that is basically somebodys reflection walking around not knowing that they have swapped places #and that the 'real' version of themselves has been removed to the mirror world that my pc came from #my pc is essentially doomed to walk around forever knowing that something is deeply wrong with them but not knowing what #objectively a fucked up concept right. well the first session i decided that it was going to mimic other peoples mannerisms and speech #but i. only remember the funny things the other pcs have said so at the moment my characters is a walking Best Of Highlights Reel #this applies to my dming btw. every npc has to have something pathetically funny about them or i will die #even if they are supposed to be the most serious person there #do my online players read these posts because in that case you know who im talking about <3 Leo <3 #ok long winded tags over el oh el!

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githvyrik · 4 months

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I do feel like I have a Point to being kind of a contrarian hater around bg3 because like I don’t actually hate it and there are a lot of great things it does but there’s a lot of things about it that REALLY REALLY bother me and also. like. I get larian isn’t the biggest studio but um. dnd is owned by wizards of the coast which is owned by hasbro. and uh. you don’t even need to look that hard for the awful shit they’ve done. so basically I think it’s important to bring up some things within The Hottest Big Game that I believe leave MUCH MUCH MUCH to be desired. anyways with all the Fantasy Game Stuff it supposedly challenges and twists (I have no idea what people are actually talking about when they say that, I guess it’s because they give NPCs something to do?) it sure seems happy to keep on with the weird traditions of If No Boob How Woman and Woman In Armor Means Tight Metal Jumpsuit and Fantasy Racism that’s just some people being mean to you based on the fact you’re a devilspawn and not like an actual system of oppression based around giving socio-economic power to certain people at the expense of others. and also drow are still evil. they do that really cool fun thing (/s) where people are Fantasy Racist to drow and call them all evil and horrible and yet they’re Right to be doing that because every drow is evil except you can theoretically play as One Of The Good Ones and maybe meet a couple more? great work guys. also no fat people you can’t make a fat character even though you can make your skin green and have horns and a tail. you can play a fucking dragonborn but you can’t be fat. also you only get like a few face presets and they’re different based on if you pick elf or half elf or human or whatever with no crossover???? which really drops the ball considering a lot of games will at least let you match a different nose to a different set of eyes. it is genuinely a big letdown for a game that’s supposedly all about Player Freedom where you can have pink skin and horns but you can’t be fat and if you play as a woman you can be muscular but only in the way where you can still be curvy and if you’re a guy you can be muscular in a twunk way and if you’re a poc trying to make your character reflect you then good fucking luck lol make do with like the 1 face preset you get I don’t even wanna hear about how hard it is because games have been letting you play with facial structures using sliders since forever. also I specifically built this PC to run fast and have good storage I got like 3 other people who Know Shit About Computers for video games and art and I spent a long time and a lot of money making this stupid thing I KNOW it runs well. so why the fuck is my game still so laggy what is taking up all the damn space I know it’s not the character customization. like is it just me or

#also not to be a dick but I don’t know how much abt the fantasy genre and dnd in general that it actually changes #maybe I’ve just been spoiled by playing Real Dnd for too long like #dude I just played a session on a planet covered in the rusting ruins of industry #and whoever was there was splicing animals and people and making clones and making weapons out of crazy materials #that can change properties if you alter their names #and we got attacked by giant squid vultures (squltures) and a gargantuan octopus eagle (octeagle)#and the cleric picked up an axe that liquifies everyone #like it’s made of corium. it’s literally corium #it was in a room with skeletons. it dealt like a ton of radiant damage to us. and he took it #because apparently that’s the 20 wisdom thing to do??????#oh also we’re here because tiamat possessed my lizard and then when we got here she cloned us.

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icewindandboringhorror · 2 years

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utilizing all of my willpower in a daunting battle against The Fixations just to get basic household tasks done, i am very brave

#currently in a 'pace around my house for 3 hours staright talking to myself making up character scenarios in my head' phase #which is good because often that is literally how I write and get writing ideas like things start as concepts #and are only fleshed out once I spend hours talking to myself in different voices trying out dialogue and noting down the words #and situations that are the most interesting out of my daydream walkabout freakshow improv acting session but #this is BAD actually when I have 800 other things to do #I couldnt even eat dinner I just wanted to go in the other room and walk around talking to myself #which just happens #I think it's part of the natural cycle of my creativity or what the hell ever like I just.. get Like That #once every few months I become obsessively fixated on wanting to spend all of my time talking to myself like.. idk #maybe just as a way of processing ideas and stuff that have been floating around in my head for a while or somehting #then after a week or so of constantly having to fight the urge to spend all day talking to myself it's like my brain has gotten it out of #its system and I can function again #but for those few days lol #yesterday I made free time to sit and watch a show that I like and I was literally like.. no... I cant even get into the show I dont #care about this.. I would rather pace the living room and act out imaginary people #Which I know some people daydream about exisitng media characters or like their ships or something like this explicitly is not that #it's like... not even anyone in specific. original characters but not even my pre-established cast of exisitng characters #from the various things I'm writing. I just mean I literally walk around having random interactions #Like I'm playing DnD and I'm the DM and also all of the players hiknjk #but also I'm up walking around acting everything out physically and speaking so its maybe more like LARPing #but everything is just random on the spot. like just testing things out. what if I were these 5 random people off the top of my head #in this random scenario off the top of my head. is that anything? huh? then I debate with myself if it is or not #also one of those aituations where having someone spying on you would be more funny than creepy like.. * throws a punch* *also falls on the #ground because I am both the puncher and the person getting punched* *quickly rises and dashes across the room bevause I'm also a third pers #on who's just a witness* * eating a piece of toast while frantically emoting towards a blank spot on the wall #* etc. and so on and so on gybjh #also sadly yes I have super aphantasia I cannot see shit in my head this is probably why I have to physically act out all imagined #scenarios instead of just visualizing them. rip to people who can silently zone out lost in their imaginations but I'm different (WORSE)#ANYWAY I have a ton of projects right now like a game being finished and the giant worldbuilding videos and costumes and all of this stuff #bad timing to get sucked into the vortex of one of my many evil wizard afflictions that manifests once every few months

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drabbleswithdragons · 2 years

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feels selfish but I have 1 scheduled time with friends every week over skype and it hasnt happened in a significant amount of time while everyone is off Doing Things and Being People and i am stuck Here being a Not Person

#sometimes i just feel. forgotten about. ive asked in the past to be Told Earlier than right before the time we're supposed to meet but that #has not happened recently. my partner has a new job with weird hours bc it's home healthcare/caregiver and you know. People Have Lives.#this is just How it goes sometimes and i get it! it sucks a bit but i get it. it's just. happened for longer than usual this time. ive had #a dnd session prepped for months and months and months now. so while i know theoretically no one is Leaving in my #'emotional bucket constantly overflowing' state it Feels like everyone is leaving. or doesnt care. which is All amplified by the whole #college situation where everyone made friend groups during freshman year when things were online so by the time everything was back in #person everyone except me (quite literally) already had Groups. and the 2 people i tentatively had connections with are no longer #in the program. this is all very 'woe is me :(' or whatever so. im sorry if you read through all this. in conclusion:#caleb doesnt know how to make or keep friends! it's fine though.#anyway. gonna go play some final fantasy and get a cool swimsuit. and then obsessively level to get to lvl 60 so i can do the #gunbreaker quest because all i want in life right now is a sword gun.

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walkman-cat · 17 days

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AOUGH

#in other news #my dnd campaign had its last session yesterday and Uh.#so basically everything that xiaogui (sān) ever knew was made up by its mind to cope with grief and trauma but made real by magic #the people who raised it the shop it grew up in #which I DID NOT KNOW #THE DM WAITED 7 MONTHS FOR THE REVEAL #and then it had it all taken away #and xiaogui's whole character is built around it being unable to categorise itself as a person because it grew up as a part of a hivemind #and now the hivemind is gone and its mind is empty #and its patron is gone and ough #everyone else had a happy ending and they got an emotional existential and identity crisis #and this was all told in the last 10 minutes of the session #God.#in other news in the epilogue it's basically the critter william and his husband (because william got married!!) bring with them everywhere #just the third guy whos not part of the relationship but just there #davey rambles #dnd #it's been A While since i talked about the campaign lol #kinda crazy that it's over :')

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swordofwit · 2 months

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On the one hand: I do dearly love 95% of DM'ing D&D games

On the other hand: My current campaign/table I DM is officially down to just one player, and one of the greatest agonies the universe has created for me is the "Trying to find players who are interested, then trying to guess whether they'd actually jive with myself & the other player's personalities and playstyle, and that whole process requires a whole lot of extroversion and social skills my introverted socially-anxious ass does not have or enjoy" part of DM'ing D&D games

#Wit rambles #The two real BBEGs of DnD: scheduling and finding players #(made worse by the fact I'm solidly 50/50 when I've let people I wasn't already internet-mutuals or irl friends with into my games #it always ends on an extreme - either ''I had to kick the player out for half a dozen compounding reasons''#or ''This random person and I instantly clicked and became close friends within two sessions and they're literally my housemate now'' 😆)

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neverendingford · 8 months

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#tag talk #very very very very happy rn. went to the library to get a library card since I have my id and address confirmation now #and I saw the librarian's trans pins so I made a comment because I didn't see a section for preferred name (there was I'm just bad at readin #and she talked some about her name change and I talked about moving and anyway I'm acchghhh it was very nice #getting out and meeting trans people is so very good for my mental health. I'm working towards being able to find and go to a group #also she stood up and I just 😳😳😳 she was taller than me by quite a bit and I'm six foot. I repeat: 😳😳😳#anyway. my day was already good but now it's even better. I need some trans pins ngl. I've got some rainbow ones on my bag #but nothing explicitly trans #I automatically add affirmations like “going outside is good and healthy” because I'm used to hanging around depressed isolationist #so if you're not that then keep moving. but for the people like me here. remember that even getting out to a group once a week is good #a morning park walk group. a mediocre dnd group. a movie watching squad. even a group therapy session once a week.#I go for midnight walks when the social fear is overwhelming. but finding ways to overcome the crippling social fear is so important.#because we need community. we need companionship. we need connection.#anyway. today is good and I'm very happy because yesterday was depression central

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pharos-ryoji · 10 months

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My sorcerer is level 17 now and I just can't believe how far she's come over the course of the campaign 😭 genuinely shocked she's still alive after hitting 0 hp so many times, but now my bb girl has a Wish. How far she's come <3

#personal #i havent really posted other than reblogging in so long but reminder that i love my girl more than anything #shes perfect and shes been through so much but is actually starting to think she can survive everything thats coming #session 12 she made a deal that she assumed would end in her death but so much has changed #she would absolutely sacrifice herself for everyone else though and has so many parallels that woudld make it a perfect ending #but shes finally believing in and hoping for a chance to survive #also ok i know people say theres nothing more boring about other peoples dnd characters but im gonna ramble #a long time back she got a wish from a deck of many things #and she wanted to use it to revive her father but was scared of the partys reaction #early campaign he was under the influence of bbeg and nearly killed arcie before she was forced to kill him #so she wasnt sure how theyd take him being back and didnt #eventually she was able to revive him another way #but shes regretted not using the wish ever since #and back at level 12 the dm joked that if we hit level 17 hed give me one free wish AND HE HELD HIS END OF THE BARGAIN #and arcyril went to her father and offered him the wish #it was just such a big moment for her chatacter and im still soft over it #even more sweet is the fact that he told her to use it to come back alive #and just ugh these two have come so far and it makes my heart full #anyways gonna go think of ways to use this wish #this girl is everything to me and im so sad the campaign is ending soon #im not ready to leave her

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ashwhowrites · 1 year

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Can you please write something where Chrissy continuously tries flirting with Eddie just because she doesn’t really like you (which she makes known every time you’re even in her general area) and thinks she’d be a better match for Eddie. Fortunately in the end, Eddie chooses you because you’re the love of his life and Chrissy is just some girl he liked in high school

Please please please?

You have asked with a lot of "please" so I will. I hope this is what you were looking for. I did tweak it a little where Eddie never liked Chrissy in the first place, so I'm sorry about that change

Never proofread

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Y/N had a crush on Eddie Munson ever since she first saw him. She was a grade below him so they never had classes together. She'd watch him during lunch, drooling over his sweet eyes, soft nose, and kissable lips. She had a crush on him since last year when she accidentally walked into hellfire. She was searching for her class when she walked into the wrong room. Her eyes connected with his. He looked at her confused as she looked lost. He directed her to the right class but he never left her mind after that.

And now? She was part of hellfire, all for the purpose of the leader. She took the time to learn how to play and create her character. That doesn't mean she knew what she was doing. When she first joined she lied and said she's played countless times, but once he asked what her class and statistics were, it was clear she had no idea of an answer.

For the past few months, Eddie has been tutoring her on how to play. He said she couldn't be part of Hellfire until after she learned some more. Which she was fine with, alone time with Eddie standing behind her as he leaned down to point things out? God, she was in heaven.

The more she spent time with him the more she grew confident in flirting. She liked him, and he seemed to enjoy having her around. From what she has heard, Eddie doesn't care to talk with "sheep." And he didn't accept new people in Hellfire, but she must have been different. He must have liked something about her.

She'd scoot closer, always resting her hand on his thigh. Giggling at all his jokes and softly smacking his arm. She'd compliment his rings, running her fingers around his hands, slipping off his ring, and putting it on herself.

Their DND dates turned into real dates, sitting in his van as they shared a milkshake. Talking about everything other than DND. Some of the dates ended in making out.

Practically dating at this point, just not official, Y/N felt herself growing irritated at Chrissy's obvious advances toward Eddie. It was like she appeared out of nowhere. Squeezing herself in the way of her and Eddie.

Y/N hated to admit it, but it made her jealous and insecure. Chrissy was a cheerleader, popular, and knew how to have guys wrapped around her finger. And Y/N was just a girl a grade below that learned to play DND to impress her crush.

Eddie Munson had a cheerleader flirting with him, what kind of chance did Y/N even have.

Since Y/N was a member, she got to join the Hellfire lunch table. She sat next to Eddie, always sharing her lunch since Eddie only packed a snack and his drugs for his deals. Between lunch, hellfire, their DND study sessions, and small dates in his van, they were never too far apart. But Chrissy began to change that.

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Eddie had his arm thrown over Y/N's shoulder as he walked them to his van. Hellfire ended late and he offered to bring her home. They were talking about the campaign as they walked through the parking lot. Only to be stopped when Chrissy bounced in front of them.

Chrissy's blue eyes stayed on Eddie and Eddie only. Not acknowledging Y/N's presence at all.

"Thank gosh I caught you, Eds, could you help me with my car? It's not starting and I really need to get home." A pout on her lips as she asked.

"oh yeah, of course." Eddie smiled. Eddie was a nice guy, no matter what people thought.

Chrissy smiled and ran off to her car, Eddie took his arm off of Y/N's shoulder and handed her his keys.

"Okay to wait for me in the van, gorgeous?" He winked as the keys landed in her hand. Y/N hated that the nickname and wink made her whole body burn.

"I'm okay to wait, Eds" a little more aggressive with the nickname than she hoped. Quickly walking to his van, praying he didn't hear the change in her voice.

Eddie watched her to make sure she made it into the van, once she shut the door, he turned and made his way to Chrissy.

Y/N hated but also was happy she could see them from his van. Her eyes burning as she watched Chrissy flirt with him the whole time. She couldn't make out words, but she could read body language. Chrissy was facing Eddie completely, leaning in close to him as he talked, probably about the car. Chrissy was twirling her hair, smiling the whole time, and never once looking away from him.

Once she tried her car and it began to run, she jumped out and threw herself in his arms. He looked caught off guard but hugged her back. Y/N hated the twisting in her gut.

Then she watched as Chrissy leaned up and kissed Eddie's cheek. Y/N decided that was enough for her eyes to see. Turning her attention to her backpack, pulling out her notebook and going over today's campaign in her head. Her eyes caught sight of the random doodles Eddie drew as they played. Her attention shifted when the driver side door opened and slammed shut.

Y/N greeted Eddie's arrival and put away her notebook. Her eyes catching as Eddie placed a piece of paper in his cup holder. Black ink written with a phone number and heart. Y/N felt her heart sink.

"I see you got the cheerleaders phone number? That's quite big." Y/N said, clenching her jaw as she tried not to sound incredibly jealous.

Eddie shrugged it off, starting to pull out of the parking lot as he said, "Just in case she has car troubles again, she wanted me to recognize her number."

But Y/N knew that was not the reason Chrissy gave Eddie her phone number.

"Oh.... car troubles." She mumbled to herself.

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And she was right. Over the past few days, Chrissy flirted more with Eddie, still ignoring Y/N's existence.

Y/N was on Eddie's lap, his hands holding her hips as she rocked against him. Her tongue twirled with his as they panted into each other. Eddie moaned at the taste of her tongue, moving her hips faster against his growing bulge.

His lips began to move down her neck when his phone started ringing. He pulled away with an apologetic smile, lifting her off of his lap and setting her on the cushion next to her.

She cleaned off her lips and watched as he fixed his jeans and walked towards the phone.

"Chrissy? Hey."

Y/N could feel any sort of good mood she had just vanished. The urge to roll her eyes grew stronger with every minute.

Eddie wrapped up the call and returned to Y/N's side. Smirking as he went to grab her hips again when she shuffled out of his reach. He eyed her closely.

"What's up?" He asked, resting his hand on her thigh.

"So I see she just calls whenever now" Y/N huffed out, she wanted to sound calm, but she was failing. She could practically watch the wheels turn in his head.

"Um yeah, sometimes about random stuff. Is that upsetting you?" He asked, and he was genuinely asking. She could tell he wasn't teasing or mocking her. But it made her feel stupid to even answer. What would she say? Oh yes, you taking the pretty cheerleader's phone number is making me jealous.

"Nope, I'm fine." She brushed it off

"You sure? You don't seem fine." He tried, and that was a mistake.

Eddie watched as she jumped off the couch.

"My god! I said I was fine. I don't care that Chrissy flirts with you, rubs your arm during school, and giggles at your jokes at a lunch table she's not even supposed to be part of. I don't care that she calls you while we are in the middle of making out. I don't fucking care!" She snapped, slamming the door on her way out.

Eddie was quick to race after her. She sat on the ground, picking at the grass as he walked down his trailer's steps.

"Didn't make it too far." He tried to joke, but all she did was shrug.

"I realized you were my ride." She mumbled to herself.

"How about we talk about what just happened, and then I can take you home." He offered, sitting next to her.

"Nothing to talk about. I said I was fine." She said, turning to him with what she hoped was a convincing smile.

"Okay well even if you are fine, I would still like to talk about it. We were having a good time before Chrissy called and after that, you stormed out." Eddie explained

"Sorry that I don't feel like making out after precious Chrissy called." Y/N snapped.

"See! That right there. You are not fine. Chrissy upsets you....and it's because she flirts with me?" Eddie questioned.

"Look, I know it is stupid so can we just forget it? " Y/N sighed. She just wanted to go home and forget about this whole conversation.

"I never said it was stupid." He said softly, grabbing her hand that was yanking the grass and holding it in his lap.

"I just got jealous." She finally confessed

"Why?"

With that question, she felt like she could have smacked him.

"Why? Jesus Eddie, do you even pay attention? I fucking like you, I joined Hellfire to spend time with you. And we started getting closer and then Chrissy showed up with her perfect eyes, perfect smile, and perfect everything and just swept herself on in. How am I supposed to compete with that?" She rushed out, and the grip on his hand grew tight.

"Who said you had to compete with her?" Eddie questioned her, a teasing smile on his face.

She scoffed and shook her head, "Come on Eddie, it is between an average girl and a cheerleader. It's obvious who you will pick."

"I don't think I made it obvious enough, otherwise we wouldn't have to have this conversation."

"What?" Now she was confused.

"There is no competition, there is no Chrissy and I. You are wrong about everything. It's not between an average girl and a cheerleader. It's my girl and my girl only. I like you. I broke every rule I set about Hellfire just to let you join. I don't notice her, I never did and I never will. But I've always noticed you and I always will. If you so desperately want me to pick between my girl and just a cheerleader, I pick you." He spoke softly, practically whispering at the end of his speech. His hand cupped her jaw as he tilted her head to look at him.

She wasn't sure what to say so she didn't try. Just reaching up to press her lips against his.

After a few minutes, Eddie pulled away. "Will you be my girlfriend? Let me show you it's just you and you only."

"Yes," she whispered and pressed her lips against his again.

Maybe the competition was in her head all along, either way, she was in Eddie's arms and that's where she wanted to be.

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foldingfittedsheets · 17 days

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Tonight’s DnD session went off the rails. The party was called in to deal with a black dragon masquerading as an orc. She’s warmongering and causing havoc, but we cannot out her as a dragon for political reasons. So we need to neutralize her. Our goal is to humiliate her and lose her following.

We challenge her to single combat. We waffle on whether the party half-elf fighter/cleric should face her or our bunnyfolk barbarian, but we know she’s an adult dragon so it’s dicey to face her one on one.

Then I say, “What if… I use Greater Invisibilty on the barbarian?”

This causes much hilarity. The dragon would have blindsight and know that he was there but would look insane shouting about invisible rabbits. We decide he should sit atop the half-elf’s shoulders.

“But what if she knocks him off?”

We consider this. Then the DM goes, “You guys have that saddle…”

And we do. We have a magic saddle that you cannot be unseated from. But then we’d need the half elf to wear the saddle on her shoulders which would give the game away unless we could disguise it. A conundrum. Except!

The DM gave our characters a magic bond. We can cast any spell on each other regardless of distance. So my bard used Disguise Self to make the saddle disappear, we put the barbarian on the cleric with Greater Invisibility and send them into battle.

Midway through the dragon just calls in an owlbear. Not to maul our cleric but to just indiscriminately attack all parties. So there’s a bunnyfolk riding around on a half elf fighting a dragon disguised as an orc while an owlbear ran around mauling people until our Druid made friends with it from the sidelines.

The barbarian took a feat to get some on brand spells and at about 1/3 of her health he used Command to get her to submit. It was really low odds she’d fail her save but she rolled a nat one.

She dropped her weapon and kneeled. The party started screeching victory and her horde promptly forsook her and we were all utterly delighted.

#ramblies #funny #dnd #dungeons and dragons

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 1 month

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AITA for putting a hit out on an ex friend’s dnd character?

A few years ago I [M 18] was the link between two different online friend circles along with my longtime friend A [M 22]. Essentially, both A and I ran two different dnd campaigns that acted as a melting pot between our two friend groups. It was really fun, super casual stuff. Enter C [M 19], who was originally one of my friends and played in both groups. Over time it became clear that C was, to put it lightly, not a great person. At the time, I was a really new DM and struggled a lot with my self confidence. C was a super disruptive player in my group, going off the rails and generally trying to undermine both me and other players. I tried to sort it out between sessions, but it didn’t end up working out. It came to a head where I ended up shutting down my campaign, claiming school got to be too much, but in reality I just couldn’t deal with C’s behaviour. It was a really big blow to my self confidence at the time.

At this point a lot of people had been cutting out C for various other things like this - generally being disrespectful and callous, not taking responsibility for harm he caused, etc. Pretty soon the only times I was interacting with C directly was during A’s campaign.

A, who wasn’t 100% aware of the situation, came and talked to me after a session one day about why I’d shut down my campaign, and I told him everything about how I was feeling. He was really understanding, and said that he got the feeling that I probably didn’t want C around anymore, and neither did he. I agreed, so A offered to ‘sort out some stuff with C’s character’ and shuffle him out of the group. I made a joke about wanting C’s character to die, in a pretty flippant way, and the conversation diverted.

This is where things get kind of weird.

So, at the time, I was expecting A to just talk with C and kick him out of the group in between sessions, but that didn’t end up happening. C was at the next session just as planned, and continued to show up for several weeks. During this time A, and I really don’t know how else to describe this, pulled some Machiavellian scheme on C’s character as the DM to ruin his life. A wove in this story where C’s character got this evil mask shard of a dead god, and played on C’s want to sabotage other players & go his own way in a very ‘lone rogue’ way to isolate him from the group and get him involved in all these evil deeds (killing minor npcs, etc). None of our characters knew about this in character, but A dropped all these hints and the context lined up to make it seem like C’s character was slowly going insane. C, unable to communicate in or out of character, backed up this idea by refusing to talk about the god IC or OOC. Eventually this god fragment lead to the death of C’s character when an overpowered assassin struck him down, in a fight that felt very ‘well this could’ve been a party boss but because you didn’t tell anyone, you died’. Immediately following this the party found out about C’s character’s evil deeds, meaning he wouldn’t be mourned by the party. The whole death felt so… hollow. It really felt like C had ended up in this situation because of their own hubris. But they hadn’t.

A had masterminded the whole thing. He’d given me live updates about his plan to essentially manufacture a situation where C’s character died a miserable death that felt totally deserved in the eyes of the other party members. And then we all just blocked C anyway???

I’ve never seen someone manipulate somebody like that in my life before and I’ve never seen anything like it again. I’ve never told anyone else in the group that the death was masterminded by A because of my petty grudge about my failed campaign. I don’t speak to either A or C now but I still feel bad about not doing something. Should I have just told A to kick C way before this?? I had no clue it would spiral into actual months of chess mastering his demise!!

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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Sagau Idea

I'm not that good with writing YouPoV's so there may be some odd usage of they's and thems then switching to "you"'s. this'll be stock full of typos so be warned

Mentions of injury, implied murder, blood, and implied cult

It's been a long while since I've gotten into Self-aware genshin aus, reading the fluffiest scenes to straight up gore. And theres this concept I saw about where the creator (basically, you) can make any oc come to life and help them out. (this one read it s really good. They also expanded on it go read it too its a really neat build-up on it. this one)

And as a DnD enjoyer as well... there's this idea thats been brewing in my head whenever i think back to it.

What if in Imposter!au where they're being constantly being hunted... after getting cornered in one of the nations (in the Chasm for example) they get desperate and try out an idea they don't think would work.

While resting after being in the brink of death(again) in a place Teyvat has helped you conceal, your thoughts wander. You think, why is there even a Creator? There isn't supposed to be one. That kinda concept just disrupts everything they know about the game. It's a ridiculous concept. In your delirious state, you think, "I wish that just disappears... Then i wouldn't be..."

Then you remebered the curious ability you've recently unlocked in your "adventures". The ability to create characters, with some limitations. It took you quite a bit to adjust to your newfound ability and its caveats, resulting in a few heartbreaking loss on the way.

But as a DnD player, overcoming the death of your beloved characters quickly is a mental fortitude you've developed. And it's handy that you've already made a few characters for your past sessions before landing in Teyvat. It saved you from being one-shotted right from the start.

Although now... You're down to only one left.

"... I'm so tired..."

The mental stress of being in a constant state of danger, paranoia, hunger, pain, and exhaustion have worn you down to a point where you can't even think up of more characters to make up for the one's that have recently passed. You slipped up so bad because of sleeplessness that your last capable party of characters died and a hole was speared through your gut too.

As you lay bleeding on the cold ground, with only a talking mushroom to keep you company, you wrack your brain to put together a proper character but... you really can't. You can't even think straight. Not with the recent information you've found out.

The so-called Creator is now creating their very own characters, their very own people/army, through alchemy, and is now sending them after you, thus increasing your hunters by double. And on top of the already powerful vision-holders (of course they're powerful, you made them that way), you figured... "Ah... I'm fucked..."

Knowing you might as well be as good as done now, you didn't even bother bringing out the last of your characters to heal you. It's not like healing yourself will make you forget about this lifelong trauma--

... Forget?

...

A fleeting thought.

A dumb fleeting thought. A very dumb one at that.

One that will for sure backfire in your face if you do it wrong. And quite frankly, it could spell the end for this world, even for the one they call Creator.

... But it's not like you have anything else to lose.

And so, within the dim light of the mushroom, you painstakingly start to write. Word for word, cramming everything information you know, as deatiled as you can make it into bringing it into life. A character you've never tried making before. Something that could possibly end your suffering. Or make it worse.

You honestly don't know if you're doing it right. After all, you've never tried something like it before.

"What are you making this time?' the ever so curious mushroom asked.

You grin, a manic look in your eyes. "Either my stupidest... or my brightest idea yet."

It's not long befere you finished. You gaze upon your finished product and you have to say... it's even more fleshed out than your best characters. And that quick sketch you drew... you swear those hollow eyes are following you already. That may be just the blood loss talking.

"That's... one ugly worm you've drawn..." The mushroom hums, like it can just see the monstrosity that you've created.

You chuckle breathlessly, looking almost solemn with what you're about to do. Well... it' not wrong. But...

"This is my kid. Their name is... Falseh. Get along well with them... okay?"

0===|>>>>>.

The very ground trembles as the Lord of Geo strides through the dark tunnels, a dark look in his eyes and a spear in his hand. If his presence wasn't enough, the murderous intent rolling off of him in waves is enough to deter any beasts from crossing his path.

The imposter was last seen slinking around the depths of the Chasm by one of the Tianquan's agents. Although failing to execute the imposter the first chance they got with their incompetence, Morax have to commend the Qixing for being able to find them even in the depths of the earth.

For some reason, the land seems to reject his commands from time to time now. He was baffled as to why his beloved Maker is hindering him in fulfilling his given mission but he's just been informed that the land defiance of him is due to the imposter infecting the land with their vile abilities.

Now, he's even more hellbent on making sure to drive his spear through the imposters heart and presenting it to his Grace. He won't miss a second time.

His eyes sharpens as a he a cavern just up ahead, soft blue light spilling through entrance. Tightening his grip on his spear, the power of Geo gathers in his other, ready to skewer someone five times into death if he so wishes.

He steps through the entrance and immediately lands on a figure, leaning prone under a giant glowing mushroom. He relaxes a bit. He recognizes this place. It's a bit close to the Land of Verdure, Sumeru. He needs to be careful. He can't be caught flaunting his power on another Archons domain after all.

Approaching the figure, he gets a bit surprised as they twitch, looking up to him through their hair. They try to talk, but all they can manage are quiet wheezes.

'Oh. They're still breathing. That's good.' Zhongli kneels down beside them, looking them over. They look like they've been dragged through the Abyss and back. Their midriff is bandaged heavily but it's already bled through, forming a pool of their own blood below them. He frowns lightly. It must be quite a big injury if it's bleeding this much.

Wordlessly, he holds a hand over the injury and channels his power. He's not the most profficient in healing, but he should at least be able to stop the bleeding.

Mere moments later, he have plugged up the injury and the figure is now able to stand up.

"Th-Thank you so much Rex Lapis!" they bow down. Or at least, they bow down the best they can without opening their wound. "Any longer and I would've surely perished..."

Zhongli waves them off nonchalantly as he starts to walk back out the way he came. "It's best you get back to the surface. Your injury needs to be properly tended. And I can see that..."

His eyes drifts to the scattered bloody bandages and practically empty backpack. "You've run out of supplies. It is a virtue to you mortals to know when to give up. Remember that."

"Y-Yes sir Rex Lapis sir! I'll get back right away!" they start to quickly collect their things, haphazardly stuffing the bandages and handbook into the bag, being careful of their injury.

The Lord of Geo just watches for a moment before completely leaving, trusting that they won't make any stupid mistake and go back post haste.

After he has left, you pause in your packing, leaning against the mushroom and slowly sliding down with a shaky breath.

"Y-You... didn't you say he and the entirety of the world was hunting for you?" The mushroom hums in confusion, sharing your tension. "What was that? Heck, he was the one that put a hole through you and he healed you!"

You chuckle breathlessly, the manic look intensifying in your eyes as it dawns on you that it worked. That stupid idea of yours actually worked!

And if you can get to the Creator... you can make this whole concept disappear altogether. Forever.

Out of the corner of your eyes, you see it. A large mass of hairless flesh writhing about, multiple tentacle-like appendages potruding out of it. It's slithering it's limbs about, coiling around the mushroom and and back again, and around you as well.

But when you turn your head to actually look, there's nothing there. All you can hear is what seems to be muffled humming, an eerie tune listlessly flowing through the air (but somehow, the sound is the most comforting thing ever).

"Oh it's nothing. I think... he just heard something that made him forget."

#chaotic blabbing #spreadingchaos #genshin self aware #genshin sagau #genshin impact sagau #sagau #self aware genshin #sagau impostor au #sagau brainrot #sagau x reader #genshin isekai #A Creature That Sings A Song That Makes You Forget #shi its already 2 in the morning #I wrote this half asleep so dont be surprised if it doesnt make sense #Falseh is pretty easy to figure out #hint it starts with a false and it has multiple heads that can sing #its a homebrew guy but i really like 'im y'know

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