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Obsessed with these two women who saw a Pokémon battle going on and did not give one single fuck
That's just what living in a big city is like.
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if you spend your life bitching and complaining about the fact people are 'expected' to engage in the dreaded pointless banal '''small talk''' instead of learning to trade pleasantries with the people around you, you will never know the true and heady joy of doing a dumb bit with a complete stranger and as a result your soul will remain small
#my favorite bit is when i wear my wrist braces in public and someone asks if I got hurt#and I tell them something patently insane #'I got into a Kung Fu Battle with the local canada geese' insane #and realizing that We Are Playing A Game #they will Yes And me #'Oh yeah they've been taking lessons from the squirrels' they nod #and within two minutes the lady cutting my fabric at the quilt store and I have a whole bit about the urban animals all being in rival dojo #The grandma behind me chimes in that the fat raccoons under her porch must be doing Sumo
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The real problem with the Hasbro monolith re-defining "indie RPG" to mean "literally any tabletop RPG that isn't Dungeons & Dragons" is that now when you ask somebody what their favourite obscure indie RPG is, that twelve page zine game about robot catgirls having sex with each other is competing for oxygen with, like, Vampire: The Masquerade, and that's just not good for the ecosystem.
Somebody over on my Bluesky jokingly referred to the hypothetical game described in the preceding post as "Sapphörk Borg", and I can't get the image out of my head. Like... what would building a lightweight zine game about lesbian robot catgirls making out using fucking Mörk Borg as its foundation look like in practice?
Anyway, here's my Mörk Borg hack about lesbian robot catgirls making out. I don't know whether a digital publication counts as a "zine," but it is 12 pages.
I meant for this to be a shitpost game, but I think it started being good??? at some point. It also might not work even a little. It's a weird game. I had the note "Resist the urge to make this a GMless hack of Mörk Borg about gay robot catgirls," in my design document for most of the process, but I think it ended up being a teensy bit GMless anyway.
I haven't playtested it at all as you might expect based on the one-week turnover, so if anyone does run it please tell me what happened.
Without further ado, it is with great pride and even greater apologies to the Swedish language that I present...
If I had a nickel for every time someone wrote a short-form tabletop RPG about gay catgirls based on one of my Tumblr posts, I'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice.
Considering the things you post I’m surprised it hasn’t happened more often
I mean, people have written short-form tabletop RPGs prompted by my Tumblr posts in general a lot more than twice. I just mean ones about gay catgirls in particular.
Reblogged nbspacegay
much like the minotaur I am a creature in some sort of situation
Reblogged darcyolsson
...what
This is already going wild places Im-
TO SOMEONE ON CHEMO TH0UGH??
What must their home life be like. Like if these are their power games. What goes on behind closed doors. What the fuck.
Naruto running my way out of here is my new catchphrase
it was this comment by OP that really took me out
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Admitting my star sign was a mistake.
“Oh, so that’s why you are they way you are. You’re two fire signs ruled over by water!”
Pretty sure it’s just the ADHD.
A fun thing to do whenever someone asks you your sign is to lie about your birthday. It still means listening to them attempt to explain your entire personality badly for a few minutes, but then you can undercut them as soon as it gets too annoying.
So, for a while I was doing mailroom/account followup work for a nonprofit, and on my firt day there, one of the ladies, “Debbie” asked me when my Birthday was. Assuming she was planning office Birthday parties, I told her.
The next day she came in with my ENTIRE star chart with personality tropes, life advice, predicitons for my future and so on. Now, I don’t go in for Astrology but I can tell when someone is making a well-meaning gesture and I can say “Thank you” and shut up.
Especially because I told her the Wrong Birthday.
See, my birthday is in the middle of a cluster of a whole bunch of family birthdays and growing up I used to have to share my Birthday with my older cousins and while that’s not really a big deal (even fun if you’re older) it kinda sucks when you’re five and none of your cousins share your interests.
So mom made a deal with me: We’d celebrate my “Un-Birthday” in January, when nobody else in the family has a birthday or anything else, and the “real” birthday would be my Cousin’s. I got my own birthday and they got a second party and it was fun.
As I got older, I just started using my Un-Birthday for everything except paperwork, becuase January is boring and bereft of holidays except the one that’s really part of Xmas these days. On paperwork, I put my real one, but I’ve been celebrating my birthday in the wrong month for over 25 years now, and didn’t think about it when she asked, and told her my Un-Birthday.
And for a few weeks everything was fine.
But Debbie had a RIVAL.
Another woman in the office “Sharon” was also big into Astrology and was convinced Debbie was Doing It Wrong, so when she was going over payroll, she saw my Legal Birthday, realized Debbie had filled out the chart wrong, and then proceded to drag Debbie on the company facebook group, and a bunch of astrology groups they were both in.
I found out when I came in three days later from a long weekend and Debbie burst into tears and sobbed “HOW COULD YOU LIE TO MEEEEEE???”
After an extremely garbled recounting by our coworkers, a talk with my manager about “Hey yeah I don’t think it’s Legal for Sharon to take my name and date of birth from Payroll and put it all over facebook?”, the manager had a talk about “I know you are all over 50 but this is NOT WHAT THE COMPANY FACEBOOK IS FOR”, Sharon was ‘removed from the premesis’ and I finally got to sit down with Debbie.
I explained the slip-up and how I sort of have two birthdays and think of the January Birthday is my “Real” one.
Debie looked up from where she’d been sobbing into her tissue all morning, realization dawning on her less like the illumination of the sun and more like a baby sea turtle headed in the wrong direction because of light Pollution.
“Oh!” She said “You’re TRANS-ZODIAC! You might have been born as an Aries, but you’re really a Capricorn!”
As someone who’s been hit by a minivan and gotten a minor skull fracture from it, I’m pretty sure hearing that sentence gave me more brain damage.
“Sure Debbie.”
You know, I had no idea where this ride was going to take us, but of all the outcomes I expected, that was not it.
What, and I cannot stress this enough, the fuck.
Debbie was a kind woman with room in her heart for all the people of the world and the critical thinking skills of a Sea Cucumber.
Reblogged nyanbinyuri
my christmas cookie decoration was the survivorship bias diagram
Reblogged zorbl
yaoiboypussy
Hellppp some transphobe found my posts about getting surgery and is yelling in my asks about how I mutilated my ‘perfect feminine body’ . I got my wisdom teeth removed.
[The divine feminine] is stored in the [wisdom teeth]
Reblogged nbspacegay
Happy to post this for the very first time
oh wow what a nice post time to reblog it for the first ti-
oh...
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this is so fucking funny
i can't stop thinking about this. this kind of shit is not like milsim plane nerds with their own super-expensive desktop cockpit recreations. that kind of hardware makes sense to exist.
this does not. they're playing world of tanks which is like the "call of duty" of tank games (casual, players only slightly bad-smelling). it also doesn't have support for tank peripherals. no game does. no trainers do afaik. which means that (assuming this isn't just a video editing) all of that shit they are fucking with translates into mouse/keyboard inputs that the game understands. that's weird/hard and perplexing, uh, and considering that "tank peripherals" aren't a thing that exist i can only guess they built them theirselves
which is fucking hilarious because why are they so good. why does the fucking cannon breech have a little dry ice smoke effect when the breech opens like they just shot a shell. what. manual turret traverse crank?? did they build a fucking ready rack!! they're even using the correct phraseology which means one of these mofos read a PDF file
Reblogged rainbow-femme
nosferatu? non. VOSferatu. c'est pas mon problême
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this is a controversial opinion and I’m not a gamer but I don’t need my graphics to be that good. I don’t need to see every individual feather on a bird. my poor computer doesn’t deserve to carry that weight either.
Good take good take good take good take good take good take good take good
I want devs to focus on the game. Indie games kinda already do bc they don't have entire teams for models and graphics. But like every AAA game thinks that there must be enough detail to turn a 4090 into a live explosive. Bestie. Stylize your game. More vertices =/= better model. It's not that deep
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me when I wake up at six am for my five hour shift and my boss begs me to stay for nine hours instead