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anaban44 · 2 years
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I'M LITERALLY CRYING AIUHASDBASD
okay, I've been trying to enter to the wonderful world of dnd for several years, but it has so many things that it's extremely confusing, so after reading "enough" I decided to create my first character for this, and I'm DYING BECAUSE. .. I SWEAR THAT I HAD EVERY INTENTION TO MAKE HIM A HAPPY CHARACTER WITH A FUNCTIONAL FAMILY AND MY FIRST GAME WAS TYPE " this kid lacks for development, don't u think?"
A short description of the character: his name is Marvo, he is twelve years old, and he is the MAGICALLY BORN son between a Kenku and a human, his dream is (or was) to become the best wizard in the world.
The INTENTION was that his parents would help him fulfill his dream and that they loved him very much, but OH SURPRISE, in the lore of the Kenkus these creatures are not well seen because they are considered thieves, traitors, unpredictable and many other negative things, and his mother (who I wanted to be good) turned out to be all that and a very powerful sorceress apart, such was her power that she seized an incredible warrior, stealing almost all his energy to conceive Marvo.
What was his mother's disappointment when she discovered that her son had nothing special, so she abandoned him along with his father, but this did not matter to the man and against everyone, he deeply loved his son filling his head with dreams and hopes, but, when he was 4 years old, something unexpected happened, the little one spoke with his own voice (you will say, what is so special about that? Well, it turns out that the Kenkus are a cursed species, and one of their curses is that they have no voice of their own, but can only imitate sounds they have heard), this thrilled his father and helped him on his way to becoming a wizard.
He lives a life as calm as he can, because he is a child rejected by the other members of society, but this does not matter to our little Marvo, since he has his dad, like the Kenkus, Marvo can imitate sounds and He has a bad habit of hiding the objects of others (mainly people close to him), finally when he turned 12 his father decides to take him on "his first adventure", they just had to move away a small settlement of goblins that had settled in the ruins of a castle, but things got out of control, since a troll was prowling the place and trying to kill a poor damsel, as incredible as it seemed Marvo managed to deceive the Troll and together with his father they rescued the woman, the mission It had been more than a success (and I was very happy because I said woahh, that's how easy it is to play dnd).
Night comes and our adventurers decide to take the damsel with them, they give the kid apple juice, the adults drink beer and go to sleep, the kid is happy because now he has a new mom, it's early in the morning and he wakes up all scared because the bed I was strangely wet… it was blood.
The "damsel" had murdered her father while he slept, calling the guards and blaming Marvo for his death, people decide to believe the girl and start hunting the kid, thanks to his powers hebarely manages to escape from the town, but now. .. is a poor boy aimlessly and alone, who has embarked on a new unwanted adventure.
Moral, DO NOT TRUST THE NPCS
As a last fact he only knows how to handle 2 spells for now, these are Illusions and Fireball
Be nice to him, he's already suffered a lot, he just wants sum luv.
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almostlookedhuman · 2 days
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azbiuro · 5 months
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MYSZ PRZEWODOWA MARVO G925, 12000DPI, OPTYCZNA, DO GRY, PODŚWIETLONA, 7 KLAWISZY
Mysz G925 Marvo dedykowana jest szczególnie osobom, które wymagają od myszki szybkiej i precyzyjnej reakcji na każdy ruch dłoni. G925 wyposażona jest w sensor optyczny wspierany przez dedykowane oprogramowanie producenta. Takie połączenie sprawia iż użytkownik dysponujący myszą Marvo G925 może samodzielnie indywidualnie ustawić parametry 6 ustawień sensora w zakresie od 200 do 12400 DPI z zachowaniem skali co 100 DPI. POLECAMY!
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andretti-pc-setup · 2 years
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AOC 22E1H 21.5" Monitor *4
Acer V173B 17" Monitor *2
Dell Optiplex 780 *2 Windows Server 2016 Standard. G.Skill Value 4GB DDR3 *2 120GB SATA SSD 1TB HDD (2.5 inch)
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August 21, 2022
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mceldjh · 2 years
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Hindi sa lahat ng panahon kasama ko sila. Pero masaya ako basta masaya sila. unang gala kasama si #REVOY #Revonandez #RedVo eto matindi #Revokah (Heart) #MarVo (Mark and Maricel) #RevEl (Del and Cel) ano nga ba? #ThankYouLord haha sa pasko na bayad ko. hahha (at Filinvest Alabang, Muntinlupa City) https://www.instagram.com/p/CgrjiVUvyKe/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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marvolord · 11 months
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“Can you tilt your face to the right? Just a little bit.”
Dean had to be careful not to drop his pencil. His palms were sweaty, no matter how hard he tried to calm himself.
„Like this?“ Cas asked. He lay on Dean’s bed, only dressed in thin cotton trousers.
The dim light hit Castiel’s skin in just the right way. It accentuated his facial features and gave depth to his muscles that were visible, now that the angel had rid himself of his shirt.
Dean took a deep breath and let his hand guide the pencil across the paper, let the pencil glide over the already sketched out lines until he found a rhythm.
Cas had found his old sketch book as they packed. Dean had never shown his work to anyone. He wasn’t an artist or anything like that. Drawing was just another way to release stress. At least it used to be.
And never had he been asked to draw someone. The people he drew were usually strangers, or his family based on memory.
When Cas had turned the pages to a drawing of himself, trenchcoat and all, standing in a field of grass next to a windmill, he had paused as his lips parted. He had looked at Dean then, and his gaze was so gentle that Dean didn’t know what to do with himself.
„Would you draw me now?“ Cas had asked. His voice was soft, almost unsure if he was allowed to break their silence.
„Of course.“
So Dean had asked him to make himself comfortable on the bed as he himself sat down in the chair at the desk.
That wasn’t exactly what he had planned for the evening, but he couldn’t deny that it excited him. It was the first time that his model was right in front of him and unmoving.
Cas lay perfectly still, his eyes the only movement Dean noticed. Cas observed him from his spot on the mattress. They didn’t speak unless it was about a change in position. The sound of the pencil on paper filled the room and after a while, managed to calm Dean’s nerves.
He didn’t know how long it took until he was satisfied with his work, but based on the pain in his neck, it took a while.
Dean licked his lips.
„Done.“
Cas began to move again. He sat up in bed and made space as Dean went over to him.
He carefully took the drawing from Dean’s hands, and the gentle expression found its way back onto his face.
Cas‘ fingers lightly brushed over the lines as he looked at it.
„Thank you, Dean.“
Dean let out a nervous laugh.
„Nothing to thank me for.“ Dean’s voice was quiet. He looked at Cas, let his gaze wander over his face and down to his chest. It was a nice chest.
When he looked up again, Cas smiled at him. It reached his eyes and let them appear bluer.
„What?“
„Didn’t you just spend hours looking at me?“ Cas tilted his head, and Dean knew the question was in good humour.
„Do you want me to stop?“
„No.“
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lstesh · 2 months
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My boy Marvo lost himself in the cherry blossom, please help him find the mine lol
Found another doodle that was on my desktop, didn't quite capture what I was going for, but it's better than not to finish it at all.
Now I need to work on textures and more interesting poses and all that
✨If you like my work, please, make sure to reblog or follow me! You can follow my Twitter for early art drops and additional doodles. It really helps me!✨
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cobalt-axolotl · 2 months
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marvo redesign
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ask-ss · 27 days
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The Squad: *walking at the mall*
Marvo: Hey, have any of you guys seen Springtrap? They’ve been gone for a while..
Mangle: Eh, nope.
Puppet: No, I haven’t...
Ballon boy: Probably ran off to McDonald’s or something.
Springtrap: Hey.
Marvo: Ooh, there you are-
Mangle: What the fu-
Ballon boy: I- where were you?!
Springtrap: Walking right behind you guys.
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nameless-triune · 2 months
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Just noticed you changed your pfp! I love the colours :) 🩷
thank you !!! my previous icon didnt look good with my blog re-theme and i was honestly kinda sad to change it but the new icon of kevin parker does look a lot better with the theme !!!!!!
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gianttankeh · 1 year
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Travis Johns / Marlo De Lara / Ali Robertson / Dead Labour Process at Reid Concert Hall, Edinburgh: 29/5/23.
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Give Monday the slap it deserves with a quadruple-headed bill of real OUT sounds by a visiting artist, a new resident artist, a long-serving local artist and a freshly reanimated artist in a university building that none of them have ever played at before. You can find out more about this show and make a donation for tickets here.
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marvellousstawler · 1 year
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Dumb decision: part two too early.
Part one isn't even off the ground, like, it has barely five chapters drafted, with no art and no music, and they need to be redone because I've just changed the magic system. So why am I brainstorming part two here? Well partly because this is just how I tend to work. I like to think way too far ahead so that it's real easy to retrofit continuity into my work. And because when I get an idea it never actually stops expanding.
The change in the magic system has made it so that it's actually pretty rare and unfeasible for people to use magic for combat; it is firstly very rare for people's magic ability to progress past the most basic stages, because the ruling power wants to maintain an explicit monopoly over all magic, so forcibly employs and stunts all people who show a strong magic potential. It's secondly a system where producing any kind of precise strike is difficult; you can influence the tide or change the shape of a rock, but you'll find it much harder to bend something in a way it won't naturally go; you won't find any water whips or air scooters among most combat-oriented mages.
Part one of TDD will establish the rarity and usual fate of magic users, as well as the protagonist's struggle to endure being literally crushed under the weight of her own magic power (which with the new system makes a whole lot more sense as to how it literally physically crushes her). Part two will begin after a time skip, where she will now have a handle on her powers, but will be reeling from the events of he previous part, and fretting about the temporary and fragile peace achieved by the previous conclusion. She will have established a school explicitly designed to teach people how to use their magic for combat, and will now, as a near tyrannical teacher obsessed with preparing as many people as she can to face the impending threat, become and redistribute the very same crushing pressure she will have been previously forced to endure.
As such, all this gets me thinking of her students; what kind of person would go to a school that teaches combat magic, with an established magic system which normally isn't used for combat at all. Probably people who are either very obsessed with fighting (for whatever reason) or very obsessed with magic (to whatever end). One need only look at any shounen or shounen-adjacent property for a cornucopia of archetypes to fit both of those categories. My mind goes to Fire Emblem first but that's just where it has been lately.
Hm, I have some time now and no one is reading this...let's suggest some ideas for archetypal students. - Reclusive library girl studying eldritch forces who actually has social skills and a desire to make friends (main girl). Like seriously. I was a library girl. We're not all extremely introverted. - Muscly pirate boy built like a fridge and has excellent water magic abilities but all he wants to do is fly (changing elements is possible but not advisable under the new system). Everyone's like "don't you have freedom at sea?" and he's like "not if you spend every day moving a ship and wrestling sea monsters, all I do is work." - Water magic guy wants to use his magic to influence the muscles in his own body and is so obsessed with self improvement that he ignores his teacher and ends up turning himself into a slimy red puddle. - girl just wants to fight people. She just wants to fight people. It's how she communicates with and understands people. She wants to make lightning happen. It's bittersweet because it reminds our teacher of HER teacher, and what could have been if she weren't busy keeping a dragon trapped inside a moon. More ideas will come when I think of more creative uses for the magic system. It's not about generating ideas it's about choosing the best from the ideas which generate automatically.
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revivemyreverie · 2 years
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⏰ Keres tea?
Keres’ accomplices (and technically only friends) were a group of older teens who saw the young man’s ability as something to immediately take advantage of. During a lot of their hijinks, Keres acted as both the getaway man and actual robber, but wasn’t given and credit and barely any of the rewards.
Eventually, Keres saw through their silly facade and left them mid-heist. They’re in a juvenile detention center now!
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lezet · 2 months
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ask-nick-and-cass · 3 months
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Nightmare: Why am I the bad guy?
Marvo: I don't know, why am I the pretty one? We all have our thing.
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marvolord · 2 years
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Maybe Dream had made a mistake. A mistake that could have easily been avoided.
He rarely gave in to urges anymore. Too often they had led him down a path of chaos and disappointment. But as the saying goes: curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.
Which was why he found himself now carried in the arms of Hob Gadling, gentle fingers stroking through his pitch-black fur.
And Dream allowed himself to give in and lean the head of his cat body into the warm palm, that was now only more encouraged to pet him.
A soft laugh left Hob's lips.
"You have really nice fur, little friend. Must have been a bit cold out here though, hmm?"
It didn't take them long to reach Hob's apartment.
The shift in temperature was instantly noticeable for Hob, who audibly sighed and leaned his head back against the door as soon as he closed it.
"Much better here, don't you think?" Hob looked at him as if he expected an answer, as humans tended to do with their pets. Dream just looked at him, head slightly tilted, and that seemed to count as a satisfying answer.
Hob gently placed Dream onto the floor and started to take his shoes and coat off.
Dream patiently waited next to him and was rewarded with a soft scratch behind his ear.
"I should have some tuna for you, just give me a second."
Hob padded into his kitchen and soon Dream could hear the sound of porcelain and cutlery clanking as Hob searched for a spoon and a small bowl.
Dream had followed Hob and jumped onto the kitchen counter.
He had no interest in eating in his current form, it always left him far too animalistic once he shifted back into his human appearance.
Hob offered him another smile as he proudly set the bowl infront of him.
"It's all for you!"
And really, how could Dream resist that smile.
He sniffed at it, the scent of pure tuna almost overwhelming...but good.
"Should I try some first?" The words barely left Hob's mouth before he took a spoonful of tuna and made a show of how he ate it and how good it tasted.
His efforts really were endearing.
Dream straightened a bit before he leaned down and took a few licks. Just a few.
Hob put a bowl of water onto the counter as well and seemed content to lean against it, while he watched Dream, who took a much needed sip.
"I didn't have a pet in a while."
And that was the first time that Dream noticed he had made a mistake. A grave one.
Part 2 , Part 3
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