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I did a thing for a ground gym to be inserted into SwSh’s possible sister game(s)

#pokemon gen 8 #pokemon swsh #pokemon #pokemon gym challenge #pokemon gym leader #pokemon ground

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My favorite word is hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia because it’s the fear of big words.  And I don’t have any friends (on tumblr :,) )

Reblog this post with your favorite word to say and tag 5 friends

Mine is onomatopoeia :)

@pippip-cheerio @goddess-of-friskies @lukefuckingcastellan @simonsonian @biggest-gaudiest-patronuses

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It’s finally time for me to enter into ALL of the card and dice game tournaments. 

You have the ability to manipulate probability, but it has to be reasonable (for example, you can’t just say “There is a 100% chance a meteor will fall on my enemies”). How do you abuse this power?

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Barbarians are skill monkeys too, ya’ll are just classist

#dnd5e #dnd #don't assume my party role

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Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?

I put a hand up in front of my eyes as I walked up onto the surface. I had been up before and it always took time for my eyes to adjust. I walked with this group to the town they had gone to the cave from, the shortest one taking an interest in me because I was an ‘oddity.’ “You are fascinating.” The hooded halfling said as she inspected my hands, arms, and legs. “An almost seamless fusion of humanoid and draconic features with magic infused into every part of your body.” “Thank you?” I looked to her three companions for a hint as to whether or not what she said was a good thing. They seemed to have tuned her out for the time being. “What made you what you are? Did the mindflayers make you? What were you before? How do you apply the force of your punch into that fire spell?” She pulled out a notebook and got ready to write.  “Uh…” I wasn’t sure how to answer her questions.  “Oh, sorry, I asked too many at once. Let’s do one at a time. How do you keep your punch with your fire magic?”  “I just… do. I focus my magic towards my fist and it just goes.” “Ah, so you’re a sorcerer. Wonderful.” I was confused at what this small creature was saying. I was a defender… I thought.  “Did the mindflayers make you?” She asked, still excited to see me.  “I… suppose that they did. I don’t remember much of my time with them. Is that normal?” “Well, depending on what your amount of free will was while you were there, possibly. Could you act and think for yourself?” As if on instinct I said, “Everything I do, I do for the colony.” I reached a hand half way towards my throat because I didn’t even realize I had been saying that.  She recognized the confusion in my face and nodded. “Right, so little to no control of your mind or body. What were you before they took you?” “Took me?” I questioned. “What do you mean by that?” “Oh, right. You’re not quite up to speed. You see, you’re not exactly a… common thing to see walking around. I haven’t seen anything like you before, and I probably won’t be seeing anything like you later. What I have heard about people like you is that you’re made from a base and introduced genetic material. In your case, a red dragon egg that was spliced with humanoid traits, or a humanoid adult spliced with dragon traits.”  “Oh… then, no. I don’t know what I was. All I can remember are bits and pieces of when I was controlled by the… mindflayers, did you call them?” “Yeah. You know what they are.”  “Right. I just had never heard them refer to themselves like that, only as ‘illithid’.” “Oh, right, duh. That’s their proper name. I’ve been around these three for so long that I’ve just defaulted to calling them by their common name.” “I… see.” I was still confused as we got to the city’s gate.  “Hi, George.” The biggest of their group said to the old looking guard standing at the open gate. “We did a little double checking and found this guy down there. Seems fine. Only thing in him from the flayers is dragonblood.”  “Alright, cool. Come on in…” The guard looked at me expecting a name.  I tried to think of the name I gave to everyone I’d brought down to them. And then I reversed it. “Oh, my name is Leengard. Nice to meet you.”  “Leengard, huh? Nice ring to it. Welcome to town, kid.”  “Thank you.” I stuck around this group for a few hours before the largest of them spoke up again.  “I’m going to be heading to the arena to make some cash.” He split off and I looked at the halfling again, hoping for an explanation. “Oh, the arena is where you can fight people for money. Do you wanna go?” “Yes, actually. It sounds like I’d fit right in there.”  “Lordron! We’re coming with!” The halfling grabbed my arm and pulled my in the direction that the large male was walking. We arrived at a building that was much wider than other ones and inside we could hear cheering and occasionally clashing metal. “Do you want to fight or watch?” She asked me as Lordron split off from us again. “Fight.” I told her. I wanted to see how much of that I still remembered.  “Okay, just follow him and he’ll show you what to do.” 

I found myself in the pit of the arena with a few hundred onlookers staring at me with my opponent standing on the opposite side, holding a very long weapon with a large and sharp piece of metal on the end. I stood my ground as he charged at me and followed my instincts. He swung the weapon at me from the side and I thrust my fist towards the blade as the scales on my knuckles thickened drastically and the blow bounced off before he swung at me from above and my other hand went above me, catching the blade as the scales on my palm thickened as well. Now, it was my turn to show what I could do. I felt magic surge through me, into my arms and legs as I quickly struck the man once in the ribs and then slammed my foot into his knee with a pair of flaming blows, knocking him down very quickly. I smiled to myself. I still had it.

#writing #oc #my boi #dnd character

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Alchemic Lion

So, I have a superhero OC with a two stage power. Stage one is that they uncontrollably absorb any metal through skin contact (he wears gloves so that he doesn’t accidentally absorb a doorknob or a zipper on a jacket). Stage two is that he converts the energy from the metallic bonds in the metal to heat energy and shoots it out. While superheroing, he’s called Alchemic Lion. His super suit is metal armor that has a light and lion aesthetic. When he needs some metal, he absorbs a piece of the armor and uses the energy from those to fight villains. He’s also quite good at breaking and entering, on account of most locks being made of metal.  One downside of his power is that heavy metals, like lead or mercury, are significantly more dangerous to him than other people because absorbing the metal causes it to go directly into his bloodstream. This is also why he’s a vegetarian, as the amount of metal he brings into his body means he has a quite high iron intake, and he needs to avoid meats so as to not have too much in his system. He isn’t trying to convert others to it though, he’d honestly eat tons of meat if he could, but that would lead to clogged arteries very early on in life.  The second downside is that storing the energy inside of him causes fatigue, with the more energy stored taking more out of him. Low amounts, like that of a coin or gauntlet finger joint from his super suit don’t take much effort, but larger amounts, like that of an iron or a whole gauntlet, take much more to keep within the body for a perfectly timed release.  Out of costume, he looks mildly handsome, with sharp features, brown hair, and brown eyes. His usual attire is a light blue hoodie with a faux-fur lined hood, jeans, and a black duffel bag which holds his suit and his supplies for his civilian job: sculpting. He has tools for it, but doesn’t really use them much since he can really take bits of metal away with his fingers. The studio he rents time in tends to get incredibly warm when he uses it because he launches the heat blasts out into a slab of stone so that he doesn’t need to store it while he’s working. He lives in a small apartment with his girlfriend (who, unbeknownst to him, is one of his most persistent villains). He’s also a lot less assertive when not in costume, and a lot slower to actually show his anger. When in his suit, he is quick to take charge (even when he probably shouldn’t) and acts very rashly without considering consequences much. 

#myoc #my boy #superhero #superpower #writblr

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#TeamTree

#TeamTrees

Go to TeamTrees.org to plant One Tree per One Dollar

#teamtree

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My Boy

Image i wanted to include but wouldn’t copy paste: https://www.deviantart.com/saccharinerose/art/SPOP-AU-Rogelio-Outfits-807466899 (same artist who did the second image)

#shera #look at my son #my boi #lizard #underappreciated

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Wait... if Riku’s a furry, does that mean Sora likes Twilight? 

HALLOWEEN TOWN RIKU

I really wanted to make it seem as canon seeming as possible so I tried for “what would he have looked like in KH1” and i’m pretty happy with the result. :^)

I wanted to tell a bit of a story with the tattered clothing, broken cuffs, bandages, etc while keeping it simple with big easy tells. His wrappings/bandages on his arms are a direct counter to sora’s on his legs. I referenced Sora’s outfit A LOT actually while making this and it’s just a lot of big shapes with lots of details inside and a few key visual indicators (wings, mask, shade on face) which i tried to follow.

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(commission me for spooks)

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Dog owners please be aware.

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Go help them if you can. 

Need Help Again

Hey, so I was able to afford rent this month but only just barely

Now the problem is I can’t afford my other bills, which add up to about 300

So here’s the drill:

I have adoptables still available here: https://www.deviantart.com/jitterbugjive/gallery/56815364/adoptables

Commissions here: https://jitterbugjive.tumblr.com/post/171478773489/forgive-the-balddumborat-title-thats-my-fa

And if people would rather donate than buy an adopt or commission, you can do so here: http://paypal.me/jitterbugjive

If you aren’t able to do any of those things, a reblog would be appreciated!

Thanks!

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Imagine if you couldn't say your favorite word... I don't know what I would do if I couldn't share hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia with the world

Everyone has a single word that they can only say a certain number of times before they lose the ability to speak. Some have it easy, with words like mysticism or onomatopoeia. Your word is “no.”

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Here you can see my boy Orryn “Badger” Garrick. He is a gnome barbarian. I’ve reflavored his rage to be him putting on and activating a mech suit. His backstory is that he overdedicated himself to one project while pursuing a higher education and failed out of said education with only one project of his getting good marks (the aforementioned mech suit). After flunking out of every class, he went and earned his nickname “Badger” by getting into a bar brawl with a goliath and winning.  His Primal Path is Ancestral Guardian with the Ancestral Protectors feature reflavored as small drones that pull weapons towards him when swung. I’ll reflavor the other features as he gets them.  Currently he’s level 5 and has the squat nimbleness feat because it boosted his strength and gave some nice other bonuses.  Oh, and thanks to Heroforge for giving me a good gray base to work off of for the look of Orryn. 

#dnd #dnd5e #dnd character #my boi

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Let’s get that pupper

ATTENTION PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, I think i have it now and i appreciate it.

I’ve just made a bet against my Dad that if this post gets 2 million notes then i can get a Puppy. [like the one underneath]

I didn’t realise how much 2 million was and i couldn’t take that number down now. It should look like 2,000,000 in the notes bar.

He’s convinced that this will never reach that number, and very confident about it so Let’s prove him wrong!! He thinks this will get about 25 notes beofre it’s left in the dust.

You don’t have to do it for me. But for the point and to prove him wrong. He has to pay and everything so let’s make him suffer with it!!

I’m counting on you!!!

Remember it’s 2,000,000!

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Now I just want a story where someone breaks all these rules and just avoids their second death by inches several times. 

Nine things about being brought back from the dead

You will be cold

You will wake up screaming, you all do.

Your entire body will throb, the pain will eventually subside; being brought back is never a painless task.

Do not get up immediately, you will be nauseous and your body will need time to readjust to this realm.

Ask for more blankets, you will feel very cold.

You will not remember how you died, do not ask.

Do not ask the practitioner how they performed the ritual, this is considered bad luck and you will not last long.

Your loved ones will be ecstatic to have you back, consider this a blessing.

Thank the practitioner and let them be on their way, if they do not look you in the eye consider this a bad omen.

More guides

How to feel again

If you wake up in a pitch black room

If you are a researcher or adventurer and want to share a guide, join our subreddit!

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Hey, look, it me. 

Half and Half

Context: My character in his backstory had a wife that was a half-orc after leaving his noble home, he came back and orcs are starting to invade. This is a conversation with his younger sister, who was also a PC (my character was 35, she was 27).  Amelia (the sister): When did you learn so much about orcs? *jokingly* Did you marry one while you were out in the world?  Gladius (me): You’re half right.  Amelia: We’re having a conversation after this is done. 

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LIKE A K I N G

“There was one last thing I needed in order for me to be whole again. A connection. Sora helped me find my way back here… to my friends.” @yunalesca