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#RIP MY ACTIVITY FEED FR
finedinereception · 3 months
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“lilith got charlie in the divorce” “lucifer got charlie in the divorce” actually alastor got her
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midnightcinderella · 6 months
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People who would suffer at NRC
Each dorm has at least one of these students and god help them. This is very self-indulgent and each trait applies to me. If you relate, then rip to the both of us.
No proof-reading, we rawdog this shit. Word count: ~1300 Notes: no gendered pronouns for reader. mentions of ADHD, depression, and anxiety. mentions of illness. no romantic relationships
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Heartslabyul
People with ADHD. Rip to us fr.
You'd forget at least a handful of rules a day, but it's really not your fault. Riddle better get off your case istg.
The ones who are more devoted to remaining productive make big colorful signs all over the damn place.
In their own rooms would be stuff like a box that says "keys and wallet go here" or a sign by the door with a checklist of what they need before they go, like homework or textbooks.
There are signs in common areas, too. They'll say stuff like curfew times or reminders of jobs that need to be done around the dorm.
There's always backlash if Riddle tries to take them down for being an eyesore because not only do they help ADHD students remember what needs to be done but students without ADHD, too. No sane person is gonna be thinking about feeding flamingos 24/7.
Savanaclaw
People with asthma. Place is dusty as shit. And hot. And humid at times.
I'm surprised the beastman students haven't taken any measure to seal off the inside of the dorm to prevent and from getting in. Guess everyone doesn't mind inhaling dust straight into their lungs.
Not to mention regular exercise is a dorm-wide tradition. Shoutout to my fellow mile walkers <3
If you have asthma and a dander/dust allergy, I'd just drop out tbh.
People who easily overheat/sweat. Double rip to us.
Get ready to go back and forth with your dormmates about smelling bad after sweating. It's a common occurrence. Someone sasses you, you sass back, and you're friends again 3 minutes later.
Everyone will think you're dying when you're dripping sweat after some stretches outside. No, you're not tired, you're just hot.
Octavinelle
People who are bad at math/bad with money. Listen.
The dorm isn't full of people who are as business minded as Azul, but there are students that offer accounting help for a fee. Negotiate that fee for the love of god.
Thankfully, you won't be scammed out of house and home because:
(1) it's generally frowned upon to scam people within Octavinelle; you don't hurt one of your own. It's about loyalty.
(2) someone is likely to take pity on you and will throw you a bone, telling you about a huge sale or where to find good job opportunities.
People who are gullible. Once again, double rip.
And once again, thank the lucky stars that loyalty is such a big thing here so you might be tricked into doing someone's job for them like mopping the Lounge, but nothing that would hurt you too badly.
If a study partner tries to feed you false information for shiggles, that'll get shut down real quick by another student. If your grades go down, then the whole dorm goes with you.
Good thing that doesn't happen often, and Azul offers his study guides for a highly discounted price to his own.
Scarabia
People who don't do well with sudden changes in temperature. Man, listen.
Hellishly hot during the day and even more hellishly cold at night. Dante would be thrilled.
God forbid you have any athletic activities close to sunset because you'll have to shower off that sweat quick before you freeze to death.
If anyone has a problem with the sound of the hairdryer after sundown, they're just gonna have to deal with it or risk catching your inevitable cold.
Speaking of, if sudden changes in temperature make you sick, double rip. I know your pain.
Kalim may not be able to come see you in person, but if he finds out you're sick, he'll send meds and some warm food. If that food was made by Jamil, then you owe him one.
You don't wanna owe him one.
If you need to leave your room after sundown, you're going to do it wrapped up with a blanket over your head. If someone mistakes you for a ghoul, that's their own problem.
Pomefiore
People with depression. Listen. Someone without depression could find it hard to keep such a strict regimen day in and day out; do not expect too much out of us.
If you think that means you're getting out of it, though, you'd be wrong.
Group accountability is a thing here. If you need help sticking to your routine, you're getting it. You can't refuse.
You're all going to be beautiful together, goddammit.
If that chronic fatigue be hittin ya, you might get a pass for a few steps of your routine. But if a particularly caring dormmate decides you have to do the full routine and straight up does it for you, lol.
Depending on how you view that sort of help, it might be really nice. Or maybe a little humiliating.
The dorm kitchen is only going to have healthy ready-made snacks. So if it's a day where you can't cook or go all the way to the cafeteria, that is what you're working with. Either that or you crawl your way over the the Shop for a candy bar.
Ignihyde
People who struggle with technology. Yes there are young people who aren't great with technology. We exist. Mind your business.
No matter how many classes you take teaching you how to use MagExcel, it never sticks for long. Even if you pass the exams, all your knowledge leaves to go buy milk by the time the week is over.
You're gonna need to interrupt people's gaming sessions to ask for help. It may annoy them, but you're doing it anyway because you refuse the reinvent the wheel 12 times.
People who prefer paper over screens. Call me old fashioned but staring at screens all day Hurts My Eyes.
You'd get physical copies of your textbooks if you could, but those free pdfs your classmates pass around are too tempting to pass up. They're free, for god's sake.
You also might be limited to board games on game nights. They're not bad, but there's not a whole lot you can do with them. You're a wiz at Cards Against Reality tho.
Every so often Ignihyde has a dorm-wide game night where everyone sits around in the common room with their headphones in, playing their own games. Together.
Though the board game players are in the next room. Oddly enough, they're the rowdiest of the bunch, and it sounds like they have the most fun by the way they're yelling and cheering.
You have seen some nerd fights start over a game of Ichi.
Diasomnia
People who have anxiety. One, Lilia is a menace. Two, your housewarden is the Malleus Draconia. Meep.
Whether it's Lilia or Malleus you run into, it feels like your heart will explode at any time.
Not to mention it's so dark in and outside of the building for no good reason. What's a fella gotta do to get some fucking sunlight in here? You're sick of worrying about what could be behind every corner.
You once wondered if Malleus needed a UV/heat lamp, but knew better than to ask. That doesn't mean you're not curious, though.
People who dislike loud sounds. I don't think I have to explain this one.
At first you thought that staying near Silver meant that you'd be staying away from Sebek, but that wasn't the case and you were at a loss as to what to do.
Then you tried going in the other direction whenever you saw Malleus, but all that did was send Sebek after you personally, asking very loudly why you did not want to be around Lord Malleus.
At one point, you got sick of his shit and muzzled him via magic. Then Malleus showed up and you were all oh shit. But then all he did was chuckle about how you were getting along so well. You took that to mean he wouldn't ever stop you from muzzling Sebek.
You were right.
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saltminerising · 2 years
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A while back, about half a year maybe, i returned from a long hiatus. The site fed my dragons for me which was nice, but I had no food and i also didn't really like my dragons anymore. While I decided what to do they starved, so until I came to the conclusion that I wanted to do a lair purge they were quite low energy again. I listed them on the AH anyway at fodder prices, selling them all over the course of a week, but now I realize I should have just exalted them and accepted the loss of profit because going on the forums and trying to interact with people and also get back into dom has shown me I've been blocked by quite a lot of active players. Which sucks a bit because I had no food or reason to feed the dragons I listed, now I pay the price RIP. How to ruin FR for yourself 101, might just quit completely
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aspeninc · 3 years
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I wanted to ask this on the post but considering it was an fr post and this is d&d and i didn't want to hijack it: how do you manage to coli while dming? 0: genuinely wanting to know bc i dm and when i'm not actively dming i'm frantically looking something up or taking notes and it would be nice to do a little bit of coli on the side if i could... (maybe i'm just disorganised rip)
i'll try to explain!!
I have all my campaign notes on a google doc, and I generally build my encounters pre-session (I do have to stop doing coli to frantically look up encounters sometimes though lol)
I keep my google doc open in a split-screen. my notes tell me where the players are (or where they're meant to be), which npcs they'll probably talk to, and what kind of information that npc might give them.
at the same time as feeding information to them and roleplaying with them, i use my keyboard to repetitively slay coli enemies. mostly i look at the doc, and only really check up on coli if i haven't seen the pictures move in a while or to press the "next fight" button.
(good hack: if you start with the W enemy and work your way down to E, then you don't waste time automatically pressing E if there's only 2 enemies)
so yeah, i am fairly prepared for dnd, it might be a case of getting some extra notes together so that you can divert a little of your attention. :P
i hope that helps!
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Since it's already 29th November here in Asia...
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY ANGRY WIND BOY, SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI
Like, HNNGGHHH, I wanted to celebrate it so here's a short hc I made in 30 minutes!
お誕生日おめでとう!!!
Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader (ModernAU) (NSFWish WARNING)
'Message Thorough This Board'
Green Marker - Sanemi
White Marker - You
Out of flour
Okie dokie
Don't forget the stove
Got the paper you asked
Are you the one who change my desktop
Cute Genya with puppies are the best *two thumbs up
It's not (family name) (y/n), but Shinazugawa (y/n). You put your name on the package wrong again.
Well, we're not married yet, you know.
Meet me @ library, 2 p.m. Late and I'll leave you
Down for coffees, I'm @ Kamado Bakery until evening
Eggs, milk, red bean paste
Ohagi
Your bro came and asked if he could borrow your book. Text him.
If you need something, call me. Don't move around too much. I'm going for medicines.
Thank you for the porridge
Feed my beetles
Uh, bad news, they all are free now.
PICK UP MY CALL, DUMBASS, WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY 'FREE'
Love you
DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT WHERE ARE MY BEETLES, LOVE YOU TOO
For fuck sake, take care of yourself. I don't want to see that eyes bag
Just met your mom, let me adopt your siblings
Why adopt my siblings if you can make one that looked like me too
꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡
ಠ益ಠ
Condoms
Condoms Don't need it 😏
Don't test me, princess
I made new frame for your glasses, check it out on table.
Your Ohagi wasn't soft
You said that but you even didn't leave some for me
Hey, hey, look at me, look at me
The fuck do you mean by look at me
B I T C H
IF YOU ONCE AGAIN USE THAT MEME REFERENCE ON THIS BOARD, I'LL RIP YOU FR
Who is that woman? Never saw her
Sanemi, why do you suddenly leave?
Happy Birthday, Sanemi 💞 where are you? I'm trying to call you but your phone wasn't active...
GENYA JUST TOLD ME THAT THE WOMAN IS YOUR AUNT, I'M SO EMBARRASSED
If you really that embarrassed, come out dumbass. Pick my call.
I know it's too late but what do you want for your gift?
*attached marriage registration form* This, I want this. Quick, fill it
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lowkey I've seen peeps like EoN on other pet sites, tell-tale signs of not reading the air, calming down, being hyper and active and plain ol' hyperactive especially if someone is feeding into them
a lot of that growth to go from socially awkward and oblivious to normal happens offline imo, and sometimes I see these interactions and wonder "wonder if they're like this irl", and sometimes it's hard when you're trying to figure out your teenage concept of identity while legs-deep into an addictive online game like FR (or roblox or habbo hotel or whatever lol) 
sometimes I wonder when they'll move on from this online phase of "omg XDDD join my wedding yayyyyy" to..being chilled out both offline and online? then I realize
I'm right here in this dragon hell with them, unlike the lucky few that haven't quit or the luckier few that are actually rich 
like rip, maybe I'm still just as awko as I Thought You Were My Friend :(((
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littleshroomclan · 7 years
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The Second Coming
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Warnings: Physical Violence, fighting
The dirt below Crone was sandy and orange, it was miraculous that anything was able to grow in it. Fat, succulent mushrooms grew in patches throughout the Leechroot territory, a source of food for the populace. Just like everything else in the plaguelands, the fungi adapted to survive.
She crouched and reached a chubby hand down, snatching a mushroom from its sandy home, and quickly shoving it into her fanged jaws. Her small pouch was soon full of the fungus, and the patch they once occupied was now empty.
Crone yawned and stretched her three wings, which were comically large for her childlike frame. She was bored, her father wouldn't let her see the Emperor today, saying that she spent too much time with the beast.
It was true, the girl spent most of her time in the chamber where the beast was kept, sometimes even sleeping there. She would bring it snacks and talk to it, on occasion it would talk back. The Emperor was her best friend, even now she gathered the mushrooms for it.
A distance away from the territory border walked two travelers. One, a girl about seventeen, the other a nervous looking child. A bright white bird circled them overhead, its sibling was perched on the shoulder of the younger girl.
“What are we even looking for Baba? There's nothing out here!” The bird on her shoulder chattered anxiously, prompting her to scratch behind his neck, and offer him a treat from her bag.
“You ask too many questions, Mora. We’re looking for a fence.” Baba fixed her multicolored gaze on the horizon. “We should be almost there.”
The pair had been traveling for about a week together, Baba had been traveling for an extra week before that before she'd accidentally found Mora. Baba would have thought nothing of her, had it not been for the two birds she traveled with, a mark of her heritage.
Mora picked at the cowl and mask she covered her head with, adjusting it to cover her face from the sun a little better. All you could see were her sharp red eyes, the tip of her nose, and a few locks of stray hair. Unlike her companion, who kept her face uncovered, in spite of the bright wasteland sun.
“You've said that twice in the past three hours…” She trailed off, her other bird landed on the opposite shoulder, nipping at a piece of her hair. Baba shot her a deadly look, before turning back towards their destination. She squinted, her eyes widening triumphantly. The fence was short distance up ahead, along with a small figure.
Baba sprinted full speed towards it, closing the distance rapidly, and leaving Mora trailing behind.
She slammed her palms down on the top railing with a satisfied smirk, splintering the wood and tearing part of the red rope wrapped around it in the process.
“Was that really necessary?” Mora came behind her, disgruntled.
“That wasn't very nice.” A small and unexpected voice came from the other side of the fence, causing the traveling pair to jerk their eyes downwards.
Below them was a child, chubby and short. She yawned, disinterested.
“If you come in you won't be able to go out.” Baba and Mora shared a confused glance.The girl pointed at Mora, “Especially you. You're an imperial, right?”
Mora cautiously shook her head yes, opening and closing her mouth as she wanted to speak, but couldn't find the words.
“My name is Crone, what's yours?” Before Mora could answer, Baba snapped back.
“Listen kid, we can go where we want, when we want, no little kid can tell me otherwise.” Baba stood tall, her short brown hair stood up on the back of her neck. She clenched the fence harder, sending a flash of red and green magic down through it, destroying that section instantly.
“You're mean, I don't like you.” The girl shot her crimson eyes up at the older girl, flashing her three crystalline wings back and open.
Baba snorted, “What. Am I supposed to be afraid of some ki-” Before she could finish, a bolt of magic slammed into her chest, strong enough to kill the magically untrained.
Luckily Baba’s magical skill was unnaturally high, but the blast made her stagger back, clutching her chest.
“Plaguebringer so help me I will kill this kid if I have too!” Her own wings shot back, green and red magics crackled in large lightning bolts around her, making her shifting eyes glow bright, “I've been itching for a good fight.”
“Baba don't do this, she's just a kid! Let it go!” Mora pleaded with her companion, her two birds cawing out loudly.
“Yeah! A kid that's about to get her ass beat!!” Baba lunged forward, reaching out with a swift kick, which the girl shielded herself from with two of her wings. Crone stepped back, visibly annoyed.
“I want you to go AWAY!” Crone threw another powerful bolt of magic, but this time Baba was ready, and shot her own magic as well. The green and red swirled together, smashing against Crone’s orange magic with a violent explosion.
They both staggered back, the blast had drawn shouts from passerbys. Instantly, in a flash of black, gold, and dust Aseneth appeared. A small crowd gathering not far behind him
“Crone! Are you injured!” Aseneth grabbed his daughter's arm, checking her for injuries.
“Dad! I'm fine.” She shrugged him off, wiping dust off of her face and dress.
“What. Happened.” Aseneth whirled around, teeth bared, glaring at Baba and Mora. Baba stood proud and defiant, while Mora clutched her bag out of worry, her two birds hid as much as they could in her cowl.
Aseneth a rage dissipated as he saw the two birds, he rushed forward, and put his clawed hand around Mora’s jaw, yanking her head from side to side.
“Interesting…”
“Don't fucking touch her.” Baba snarled, stepping in between them.
“Oooohhh testy…” he paused, “You both smell… familiar.”
“Aseneth.” Mortis stepped out from the crowd, a small pace behind the bigger man. His tone was warning, not that he would actively act against Aseneth, but gently reminding him that he was there.
“Hmph. Fine. Let's take them to Betsalel.” With a motion almost too fast to track, Aseneth turned and slapped Baba across the cheek.
“I think he’ll want to see these two.”
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“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Betsalel leaned forward, hands gripping the armrests of his bone throne.
Aseneth pushed Baba and Mora down to the ground. He grabbed Baba by the small amount of hair she had, and forced her head up, showing off the busted lip she’d received from the slap, along with other facial injuries he’d happily given her.
“Two little rats, starting fights at the edge of the territory.”
Betsalel chuckled, “So rats, who are you? I know our young one here is a Nighthawk spawn, your little birds there prove that,” He gestured to Mora’s two birds, who sat in front of her with their beaks bound.
“Though I thought she was dead.” Betsalel turned his focus to Baba, “But who….are you?”
Baba gave him the biggest, full fanged, malicious smile she could manage with her bleeding lip.
“My name is Bathsheba, I am your granddaughter, and I will be your undoing.”
Betsalel cackled, “Well then! That's a big order for such a small fish. I like you, you have fire, so, right now, I won't pull all your limbs off and feed them to my Emperor, and I won't rip your skin off layer by layer until you are nothing but a bloody pulp. I'm feeling so generous that I won't even remand you to my lovely basement castle here, you are free to move around the clan territory as you wish.
However, if you try to leave? Then I'll track you down and kill you myself.” The Shade King laughed maniacally, Aseneth chuckled under his breath.
“Now take my two new rats away.”
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Long rant ahead, you've been warned!
This is going to be super long, but I need to explain some things as best as I can. If you don’t feel like reading, then don’t.
So, I own a leveling service on FR. I’ve never gotten any complaints from customers, seeing as I always do my job within the promised time period, I’ve even had a couple people returning to give me more dragons to level. Soon after I started my service, I got this customer, user D. They seemed pretty chill, I leveled a couple of dragons for them, and all was well. I was leveling a dragon for them that was rather pretty, and I told them that if I wasn’t saving up for Boneyard Tatters, I’d probably buy it off of them. A while later, they messaged me, saying they have Boneyard tatters they don’t need, and they’d be willing to have me train some dragons for them in exchange of the item. As ya’ll can tell, I was excited at the offer. They asked me to train 30 dragons, and I accepted immediately, considering that meant I’d get to keep the gems I had already saved up. 
2 months pass, and I’ve trained 6 dragons for them so far. Just for reference, I charge 268 gems per dragon. I was looking around the AH, and made a search for the tatters. I saw that they were under 6k gems, and I generally see them at that price range (between 5k-5700, etc.). So I started thinking to myself, wouldn’t 30 dragons be a bit much? 30 times 268 would be 8040 gems. The user messaged me recently, to “chek” on me, because they saw that my dragons’ energy wasn’t 100%. I told them that I’ve been sick for a while now, and not to worry, seeing as I’m always active, even if I forget to feed my dragons for a couple of days. I then mentioned that I’d like to discuss our deal with them, I asked if it would be okay to do 22 dragons instead of 30, and explained my reasoning for that. I asked them if they were okay with that. I got a very snappy reply, telling me that they bought the tatters for 6k gems, but they’ll “swallow the pill” with a heavy heart, and “take the loss”. They then added that I should send them all their dragons back that I had in my lair for training,except two “in case I change my mind again”. That… Didn’t sit well with me at all. The day after, which is today, I decided to send all their dragons back, and request to drop the deal. I really did not appreciate being spoken to in that manner, when I tried to negotiate something with them politely. In the CR messages, I explained that I do not want to be ripped off. I explained that, since they spent 6k gems on the tatters, it would only make sense if I trained dragons worth 6k gems for them, and I don’t want to be ripped off. One of the CRs was a two way, and I requested that they pay me the 1608 gems they owe me for the 6 dragons I did train. They accepted the rest CRs, and cancelled that one. They then sent me a PM, going apeshit on me, telling me I hurt their feelings, and it’s their fault they were too trusting, and they even said that my character has flaws. On their last message, they said that I’m now forced to purchase those 3 dragons from that CR they cancelled, and the sum of money will be taken out of what they owe me, and that the payment will be sent via a third party when they sell the tatters. Then they blocked me. I also checked their dragon leveling seeking thread before that last message, and they had linked the 3 dragons from the CR they cancelled in their post, saying something along the lines of “Those dragons are being held hostage.”. 
Now, I did not keep the “receipts”. All I have is the CR messages. I was not intending to use the proof against them in any way. I didn’t want to take this out of hand. I understand that a lot of people in the comments will tell me that they won’t believe it if they can’t see proof. And to that I say, if you don’t wish to believe my story, don’t. I won’t gain anything if you do, and I won’t lose anything if you don’t.
I’m just feeling pretty shitty. And I also feel sad for that person. I can only imagine how miserable and empty their life must be, if they react with such ill manners over virtual currency on a pet site. I honestly do not know what to say. I also want to mention that all the dragons they sent me, were going to be sold after I was done training them. They sell level 25 dragons for 350 gems each. So that means that they’d gain 10500 gems in total for this ordeal. I don’t know if I’m missing anything, or if I’m the sore loser here, but that just seems unfair to me. The whole situation seems rather unfair on their part. I wasted hours of my life to train those dragons for them, only to be told that I’m now forced to purchase three dragons I do not want, and receive less payment than what I rightfully deserve.
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