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the-grand-gemini · 4 months

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More Gortash Analysis

I've seen lots of posts going over Enver Gortash's appearance and what story telling elements that gives us and I have more thoughts that won't leave me alone.

Gauntlet and Rings

Asthetic:

Aesthetically speaking they're obviously pretty (or gaudy depending on how you feel about an all gold arm piece), but also I can't not think that his whole look is to hide himself and make himself look more dangerous/compensate any of his perceived shortcomings (especially those he experienced in the hells).

His rings mimic claws like Raphael and other devilkin he may have dealt with in the hells. A basic weapon available to most deziens of the hells

Aids:

I imagin that the gauntlet, plus the rings on his other hand, hide and correct crooked fingers while also possibly help with pain. Acting like wrist and finger bracers.

As far as finger braces go even if he wasn't injured reparative writing and working with them (building machines etc) can lead to pain.

But personally I feel like the repeated breaking of fingers is something Raphael and/or Nubalidn may have done to punish him. This could have left lasting pain and possible disfigurement.

Disguise:

A disfigurement he wouldn't want the upper class to see or bother him about constantly. Again even if it wasn't from injury the hands of a builder or fighter (arms dealer/crime lord) will have changes that someone from a softer occupation or a life of leisure won't have. Duke Ravengard as a swordsman probably has hands that show past injury/work, but he's known for and revered for it. While Enver is trying to distance himself from anyone looking into his dodgy past.

ALSO... If anyone wants to write a fic where Tav (or Durge) massages his hands tag me please 👀👀👀 (I'm totally not projecting my own wrist/hand pain here what are you talking about).

The two mainly free fingers... We all know why 👀💦 but also it's probably so he can pick up a pen and write easily/do Archduke paperwork.

The Flame Shirt:

I've seen other posts talking about the flames and how he's laced his shirt and I don't have anything else to add other than ~ Guy Fieri vibes that I can't unsee 🔥🔥🔥

Coat Collar:

Again the coat has been discussed by lots of others in great detail and I love every analysis! However, I do want to talk about his collar specifically.

It's meant to be intimidating, but it also covers all of his neck and a good portion of his head. A very vulnerable location both physically and mentally. It screams I am hiding/anxious to me. He can't wear an all out hood without looking (even more) shady, but the high collar probably still acts as some kind of security. I don't think anyone else in game has a hood like this? There's the odd ruffled collar, but nothing like this outside of armour.

Also! Even though most coats are meant to (in fashion) elongate the figure) I feel that his collar makes him appear shorter. Does it darken his figure and make him stand out? Yes, but I feel like it falls short on making him look larger and more intimidating then it could if it cut off at the neck like a normal collar or continued into a full hood.

IF his coat was gifted to him by Bane (see man who prays to a god of tyranny and fear but his coat prevents him from experiencing the fear spell) I think it actually visually demonstrates how he isn't in charge at all.

Visually it makes him shorter and swallows his head a bit. It seems almost like there is a shadow behind him. Is the coat Bane visually oppressing Gortash? I think it's two fold, Gortash will never escape Raphael's shadow and he is within Bane's controll.

Idk this is probably too meta but the ideas wouldn't leave me alone until I screamed them into the void.

I want to talk about Orin's outfit next ahhhh

#enver gortash #bg3 gortash #bg3 #rotating them in my mind #character design #symbolism #gorty #Gortash #bane #raphael bg3 #walk walk fashion baby #hes evil and i hate him but i love him #lets face it Katie... its because of his voice and being weak for Jason Isaacs

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felassan · 4 months

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post from Dragon Age: Dreadwolf developer Luke B. (Game Systems Director for Dragon Age) on the unofficial BioWare forum, discussing the reasons why in Dragon Age: Inquisition there was no healing mechanic and instead the barrier system was introduced in the gameplay:

"I can't speak to any other games directly but I can give a bit of historic context for DAI. The game was initially a more dungeon/linear delving - see how far you can get - experience and there was no barrier of any kind. As a side note: healing has always been a hot topic in design because as soon as you include it there are many other conceits you now need take into consideration for the gameplay - one of which I will call 'the Anders problem'. Anyway, as DAI got the date moved and shifted more into the pseudo-openworld the concept of attrition (see how far you can get before having to return to camp) became less relevant and we needed to help the Players have more moment-to-moment agency around their survival. Unfortunately for various reasons (one of which is the sad reality of designing a game with a shifting timeline) the healing couldn't be re-added so we ended up with more of a mitigation strategy in the barrier system. It went through a lot of iterations but eventually landed on what it shipped with which I would call... acceptable (but just barely). Now, I will concede that a part of the reason it didn't return after that shift was an aversion to holy trinity gameplay specifically for MP but it wasn't the core reason. As a side story, trying to balance the game (as that was my job on DAI - and yes, it could be much better haha) we had to all but force Players to take barrier. It is intentionally the first skill in the first tree for the Mage and all the autolevel (I also handled that) is designed to get it right away. Feel free to ask other DAI questions, I'm happy to answer about things I was directly involved in 😁. Anything DA:D related you'll have to wait for at least a few months after launch to grill me...though I'm hoping they let me stream at launch as an official thing 🤞." [source]

a user asked about what the hardest class to balance in DA:I was:

"I feel like anyone who was around for the post-launch content will already know the answer to this as it was the bane of my existence when I got put exclusively on MP after launch but the Knight-Enchanter barrier absorbing was a pain. Stuff like that is very challenging to feel good without being broken as they are relative to damage so scaling is fairly open-ended. Too little and the casual players won't get use out of it, too much and the character builders will be wildly OP. We actually had a 'no nerfing' guideline for the SP side so it was a hard battle to fix that silly thing 🙃." [source]

#dragon age: dreadwolf #dragon age 4 #the dread wolf rises #da4 #dragon age #bioware #video games #long post #longpost #some interesting behind the scenes snippets of info

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mageofcolors · 1 year

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sonic characters playing minecraft headcanons bc i cant sleep:

-tails is a huge redstoner. he builds giant farms for everyone on the server to use and also has a tendency to be responsible for most of the server's lag. in their umiverse tails is the one to invent wireless redstone

-tails also likes building house exteriors while amy builds the interiors. they work on a lot of projects together

-amy also runs a business making interiors because shes known to be the best at it on the server

-amy runs a shop selling mob loot because she loves killing things. she's also a master pvper and everyone fears her so you know no one would dare steal from her. she kills withers on the regular and makes bank off the nether stars

-she's also very skilled at using both the axe and the sword, but not as good at ranged weapons.

-sonic is an explorer and likes mods that allow for gear that makes him faster and increases his step height. mountain biomes are the bane of his existance in vanilla

-sonic used to live in tails' house but he would ruin his item sorter system all the time so he asked sonic to get his own storage. sonic now lives in a hole under tails' house

-sonic's a big potion user. he likes speed potions + water breathing / night vision potions for dealing with water stuff. he's soooo brave about it. he forced himself to take on a water temple because he couldnt stand the idea of there being an enemy he couldnt defeat. being underwater makes him sick tho

-knuckles is a miner and his house is a series of tunnels that blends into his mine. he also likes building things mainly with stone materials. he takes inspiration from irl angel island.

-rouge is a big flyer. shes possibly the best elytra user on the server

-rouge collects all the gems in the game and stacks them in shulker boxes in a vault nobody on the server has found yet. she does randomly flex by taking them out and showing them off. she'll go up to knuckles and just place a shulker box full of diamond blocks in front of him to taunt him, then quickly grab it and fly away.

-rouge doesn't mine so much as she'll trade or steal. she mainly steals from knuckles tho just to mess with him. knuckles always gets confused where his stuff has gone and still hasnt figured out rouge is the one taking it.

-rouge will also trade random missions for gems. these missions will often consist of helping with playing pranks on other members of the server.

-cream runs a flower and dye "shop" where she has super cheap prices, but half the time she will just give people flowers as gifts. everyone returns the favor with much more valuable items to make her happy but it technically doesn't count as selling/buying because cream never asks for anything in return. she does like receiving gifts tho

-big is always on the server, fishing. little do they know big is actually physically in the minecraft world. he doesnt know how he got there but he's vibin

-knuckles is very into minecraft lore. he likes exploring to learn more about the world and he likes finding old ruins. while sonic is also an explorer it's not too often they'll actually team up unless theyre specifically going to fight a difficult enemy. usually they prefer to go solo

-when time came to fight the ender dragon everyone showed up (except cream because she didn't think the dragon is evil and didnt want to kill it). shadow, sonic, and knuckles were all fighting for the final hit on the dragon. shadow got the hit but sonic stole the egg before anyone else could. he's hiding it in the hole under tails' house. rouge has her sights set on that thing and will figure out where it is any moment now. she just has to wait for tails to leave the house so she can search without being seen or heard

-shadow was the first on the server to get the achievement for collecting all the cats

-shadow is also a pretty good builder and he lives in a nice house with his cats. he has the most maxed out armor on the server

-tails has a solo world as well where he runs like 1000 mods that nobody else's computer could handle. i thought this was important to mention

-sonic likes to collect heads. both mob heads and player heads. he has 20 knuckles heads and 13 shadow ones but he could not get a tails one until tails donated one himself to the collection.

#sonic #sth #sonic the hedgehog #minecraft #donk post #donk text #this is what i got atm. im gonna try to sleep again

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nancywheelersgirlfriend · 1 year

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could u write a fic where nancy fully finds out what happened to robin and steve under starcourt

here u go, beloved anon. thank u for waiting so long and so patiently <3

so much braver (than i credit u for) (2,029 words)

T.W. implications of sexual assault, canon violence

The wear and tear were hardly visible in the summer sunlight - that's where Steve thrived, with his tan skin and admittedly nice chest and excellent swimming skill - but now, sat in front of his parents’ campfire with his head against his fist, he looked decades older than he really was. Nancy held her roasting stick tentatively, the marshmallow threatening to collapse into the fiery pit below as she distracted herself in tracing the shadows that fell underneath his eyes. In the harsh light he looked almost in a constant state of grief, with heavy eye bags and lines along his forehead, lips pressed in a thin line and hair limp from the heat.

Robin sat beside Nancy, the two having commandeered the foldout loveseat upon arriving in his backyard. She was expertly placing two roasted marshmallows onto their respective graham crackers - one burnt to all hell and one barely cooked. She passed one to Steve, who had his hand open and waiting as if second nature to accept food from Robin. He liked his barely cooked, apparently.

Eddie was nearly passed out in the lawn chair across the fire from them, a few purposeful feet from Steve after a day spent trying and failing to get a summer job. Surprisingly, nobody wanted to hire the assumed leader of a deadly cult. Robin suggested using it as a resume builder. Nancy suggested changing his name and trying out the next town over. He had his arms folded across his chest, a bit of marshmallow stuck to a long curled strand that Nancy didn’t have the heart to bother him about picking off.

Steve seemed to be contemplating shoving the entire smore in his mouth in one go.

“You alright?” Nancy asked, immediately wincing at both the lack of tact and impersonality of her question - they’d known each other long enough to forgo conversation starters like that. “You look, um.”

“You look like shit,” Robin helpfully interrupted, sucking off a bit of marshmallow from her finger and generally being the bane of Nancy’s existence. Steve looked up from the smore as if he’d forgotten they were there completely, a little look of shock on his face.

“I’m fine,” He said, but his tone of voice was anything besides reassuring. “I’m, uh, just not getting much sleep lately.” Nancy nodded, fully prepared to drop the whole awkward thing anyway. Clearly, Steve didn’t want to talk about himself or his well-being - he hardly ever did.

“Me neither,” Robin agreed. She took a bite of her burnt-as-hell smore, wordlessly taking Nancy’s stick from out of her loose grip and holding it patiently over the fire for her.

“Thank you,” Nancy whispered to her side. Robin knocked their feet together in acknowledgment.

“I haven’t slept since 1983, honestly,” Steve added, and while he was laughing as he said it Nancy didn’t take it as a joke.

“I have trouble sleeping too,” Nancy admitted to the both of them, hoping to coax them out into the open. Steve and Robin were a bit like frightened animals - make them talk about their feelings too much and they’d scurry away. Deer in headlights type. She had to be gentle. “I dream about - Barb. And Fred.” Just saying their names still made her choked up. Nancy ducked her head into her sweater, prepared to blame her watery eyes on the heavy smoke from the campfire. As she sniffled into the fabric, Steve hummed in neutral agreement.

“I dream about the mall,” Steve said. Beside her, Nancy felt Robin move her whole body to nod.

“You saved my life,” Nancy said, smiling wetly as she remembered both t-boning Billy’s precious sports car seconds before he flattened Nancy into the concrete. “With Toddfather.”

“That was, actually, a highlight of the night,” Steve said, laughing a little in reply as he bit into his smore. “Perfect, Rob.”

“Did you expect anything less?” She asked, pulling back Nancy’s stick just as it was beginning to catch fire. If smore-making could be a job, Robin would be making six figures, no doubt. It was little things like that that made Nancy love her so heartbreakingly. Even watching her do something as simple as making her a smore with the correct amount of chocolate and graham made her heart try to pull itself out of her chest.

“In most of my dreams,” Steve said, face grounding itself as he tapped a careful thumb against the top of his smore. “I’m - um. I’m back in that room.” Nancy frowned in confusion, taking Robin’s offered smore robotically as she looked at him.

“That room?” She asked. “What room?”

“We never told you?” Robin replied, a little surprised and a little cautious - Nancy’s heart began a steady descent down to her sneakers. What the hell had they not told her?

It was hard to check in on everybody, especially after that night. She and Jon had been so in the dark about everything else - and the hospital, god. She hadn’t allowed space in her brain for anything else, which she could admit now was a little selfish. Still, Nancy had never asked. And Robin had never said. Certainly, Steve hadn’t. She hardly knew a thing about his childhood, despite dating him for two years and being one of his closest friends for another.

“I know you guys got messed up by some Russians,” Nancy said quietly, surveying both Steve's and Robin’s faces. In the firelight, they looked eerily similar - almost haunted. “But I don’t know the details. I’m sorry.”

“Why are you sorry?” Robin reassured her, hand coming to pull her waist in close and squeeze the outer pocket of her jacket. “We forgot to tell you. I guess it never came up.”

“Who wants to talk about it, anyway?” Steve said, mostly to himself. He took another bite of his smore as uneasy silence fell on the group. Nancy felt terrible to push, but her journalist curiosity got the better of her.

“So - what did happen?” She asked. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

“It’s fine,” Robin replied. Nancy watched her make eye contact with Steve, and they proceeded to have a conversation with only slight twitches on their faces. It was the innate ability that came with being best friends the way they were. “You know about the elevator, right?” Nancy racked her brain, then: yes, a hazy recollection of Erica explaining how they’d ended up in the underground base in the first place.

“Yeah, I do.”

“Well, after they set off the alarms and figured out we’d broken in, we all rushed into a backroom,” Robin began, eyes firmly set on the fire. As if she were embarrassed to tell Nancy - or nervous to see her reaction. “Dustin and Erica managed to get themselves into the vent system, to try to get out - but Steve and I had to hold the door to give them enough time. We were grabbed by a bunch of Russian guards and spilt up for interrogation. They kept us there for hours.”

“They beat me so bad I nearly died,” Steve cut in, teeth gritting against each other as if the words were forcing themselves out. Nancy noticed his empty hand, the one not holding his smore, was balling into a tight fist against his leg. “They didn’t believe me when I said I wasn’t working for anybody - they just kept hitting me over and over and over again. I couldn’t breathe, it hurt so bad.” That’s why his face was messed up so badly. Nancy couldn’t help her mouth from dropping open.

“When they brought us back together, I thought he-” Robin cut herself off, gasping as she suddenly realized she was crying. “Jesus, I. I’m sorry. I thought Steve was dead.” The last three words were mere whispers as if saying them to the air made it all more real. Nancy took her hand. Steve’s fist immediately unfurled to take her other, stretched beside the fire to grip with a fury she had never seen before. Robin continued to stare into the fire, unseeing.

“Did they beat you up, too?” Nancy asked. Robin let out a little breath through her nose in careful excess at the question.

“No,” She said quietly. “Well - they did. But not as bad as Steve. It was only in reaction to - when they dragged me in there, I was wearing my Scoops uniform. You know, it’s a pretty shitty outfit for espionage, yeah? And - my skirt - I thought they were going to - so kicked one of the guards in the face, and that’s when they beat me up. But they mostly left me alone.”

It was difficult to pin down exactly what Nancy felt at that exact moment. At first, it was cold horror at the steady, small implication of what Robin was saying; what those guards would’ve done to her, had she not been as ready to fight back or them not as lenient in letting her alone. But horror gave way quickly to a tidal wave of fierce, untamable anger. One that roared in Nancy’s chest and took over her whole being, face reddening with intensity and hand gripping Robin’s with white knuckles.

“Nance,” Robin chided. She looked away from the fire finally to make eye contact with Nancy. “It’s okay. I’m okay. You don’t need to break my hand.”

“Sorry,” Nancy choked out, releasing her grip only slightly. She was worried if she let go, Robin would float away - or worse, be dragged back down to the depths of the mall.

Steve’s face, in comparison, was a steady, heated anger - just as angry as Nancy, but none of the surprise. He’d known about this. Perhaps the entire time. Nancy desperately wished he’d said something, but on the same thought acknowledged it was all within Robin’s jurisdiction. At least she was telling her now.

“And then they drugged us,” Steve said. “And almost took off one of my fingers as a torture tactic.”

“Luckily Dustin and Erica came in then,” Robin finished, shaking her head and smiling despite the tears in her eyes. “The fucking idiots. I could’ve killed them if I had been able to stand up.”

“Horse tranquilizers,” Steve told Nancy, a similar smile on his face. The silence returned for a second or two before Steve was all but collapsing into Robin, pulling her into a tight hug that she returned whole cloth. Nancy stayed on the loveseat as the two best friends stood up for a better angle, gripping each other as if holding each other together. She rested a careful hand on Robin’s back and let her girlfriend fall against her shoulder, emotionally and physically exhausted, when the hug finally broke.

“I’m sorry,” Nancy said, because there was nothing else to say. Steve finished the rest of his smore and looked back into the fire. It seemed some of the shadows, while not entirely going away, had gotten a little lighter. As if the words they had spoken were floating off in the smoke. Robin looked about ready to fall asleep. “I wish I had been there.”

“I am so fucking glad you weren’t,” Robin said, voice muffled. She tucked her head against Nancy’s shoulder and shut her eyes. When Nancy managed to stop looking at the beauty that was her girlfriend in the firelight, she looked back at Steve.

“You can fall asleep, too,” Nancy offered. “I’ll keep watch.” Steve gave her a wiry grin and suddenly he was sixteen again, and the butterflies in her stomach awakened just enough for her to give him one in return.

“Thanks, Nance,” He finally decided, leaning back into his chair and tucking his hands into his jacket pockets. “It’s over, yeah? Like Rob said, it’s okay. We’re okay.”

“I don’t know what to do,” Nancy admitted, carding a careful hand through Robin’s choppy bangs. Steve’s smile grew as the fire winked.

“You’re already doing something,” He said, gesturing to Robin and her prone position against Nancy’s shoulder. “You’re something, Nance. That’s enough. That’s more than enough.”

Nancy, once again, blamed her tears on the fire. Steve didn’t say a word about it.

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todderwodders · 15 days

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Been sitting here thinking about post act 3 events and how most of the initial 'meeting for a second time' era stuff is largely set in the underdark, in a drow lady's court. Anyhow free floating ideas include:

- Faline disguising herself as a drow musician and Gortash feeling, not for the first time but definitely most pointedly, Bane's lack of power when he doesn't recognize her (for the first second third fourth or fifth meeting).

- Gond appearing to Gortash as basically a cooler, younger, more successful mirror self - essentially taunting him over his bad choice in godly patron. Gond is calling himself Bob the builder the way he can fix this man (by emotional manipulation).

- Gortash and Faline's weird divorce era where they're absolutely fucking and co parenting and sleeping in the same bed some nights but also not together they're super duper not together (they both genuinely believe this).

#nic talks #nic writes #every fucking time this man gets divorced #Enver Gortash kept woman era

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happy-lemon · 11 months

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Get to Know Me - Sims Edition

I was tagged by @papermint-airplane, who you should follow if you're not already.

What’s your favorite Sims death?

I didn't think I had an answer for this because I don't usually kill my sims...and then I remember that the first story I posted on tumblr was a Black Widow Challenge. I think my perennial favorite is the old pool with no ladders trick, which got harder in Sims 3. But if you put cones and caution tape around the pool while someone is swimming... I mean, how did they miss those warning signs when they went swimming? *walks away whistling*

Alpha CC or MaxisMatch?

For Sims 3 I like Alpha hair, skin, makeup, skin details, etc, but I don't mind a lot of the EA clothes. With the right texture or pattern, some of those things can be really cute. And really...I guess it's the same for Sims 4.

Do you cheat your sims weight?

In Sims 3, no. In Sims 4, it's situational. I don't have an issue with overweight sims. I'm overweight myself. But it drove me bananas when Noa, an active sim who swims every single day for her job didn't lose the baby weight. So...sometimes?

Do you move objects?

Absolutely. It's the bane of my existence that you can't pick up and move sims in Sims 4.

Favorite Mod?

My favorites are all the toddler mods by @thesweetsimmer111.

First Expansion/Game Pack/Stuff Pack?

Livin' Large for Sims 1. I bought the first game for my kids and we just kept going from there. Now, I'm the only one who still plays. My first experience with the franchise goes back to playing Sim City on a Macintosh computer in college, so now you know I'm super old.

Do you pronounce live mode like aLIVE or LIVing

aLIVE

Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made?

Okay, so if we count sims born in-game, then in Sims 3 it would clearly be Keahi Solomon. If that doesn't count, then I'd say Ciaran Delaney. For Sims 4, it would be Travis Stephenson.

Have you made a simself?

I don't think? If I did, it would have been in my Sims 2 era, but I don't remember doing so.

Which is your favorite EA hair color?

My favorite is almost always pale blonde, either Sims 3 or Sims 4. I rarely use it because I'm super aware that I could easily overuse it.

Favorite EA hair?

None of them in Sims 3. In Sims 4, I like the casual side braid.

Favorite life stage?

In Sims 3, it's toddler. All day, every day. Gimme those adorable toddlers! In Sims 4, the baaaaaaabies. OMG. The babies. I can't get enough.

Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay?

I haven't gotten the hang of building in Sims 4 yet. Everyone says it's easier but I find it kind of daunting. I enjoy building in Sims 3, but I wouldn't consider myself a builder. Which is a long way to say... gameplay.

Are you a CC creator?

I'm not. I wish I had that skill.

Do you have any Simblr friends or a Sim Squad?

I do have Simblr friends! At least I think we're friends? And I became friends with @papermint-airplane through the Sims 3 sub on Reddit.

Do you have any sims merch?

I don't, but I think my daughter might still have the plumbob flash drive somewhere in the depths of her closet.

Do you have a YouTube for sims?

Trust me, no one wants to see that.

How has your “Sims style” changed throughout your years of playing?

Not a lot, really. I'm still a storyteller (I used to write Sims 2 stories on the TSR community forum) but I'm trying to get better at screenshots.

What’s your origin id?

It's not really worth sharing because I don't do anything online.

Who’s your favorite CC creator?

There are so many that I could make a list, but I tend to return to B5 Studio stuff time and time again. I have the entire Grant Park collection and if I make a house that doesn't have one of their doors, please make sure I haven't been kidnapped.

How long have you had simblr?

I think about a year and a half? I really only started it so I'd have a place to post screenshots that wouldn't get downvoted to hell, and I found a really fun community. Y'all are the best.

How do you edit your pictures?

I have zero photoshop skills so I just try to go for composition, angles, and lighting and hope for the best. Doesn't always work, but sometimes I get some bangers.

What expansion/ gamepack is your favorite?

Sims 3: University, because it has my beloved Jeffery Dean.

Sims 4: Growing Together, because baaaaaabies!

I'm tagging @nectar-cellar, @rebouks, @llamaheart, @erasabledinosaur, @getboolpropped, and @elderwisp. If you've already done it, this message will self-destruct in five second. And if you haven't been tagged yet and want to do it, consider yourself tagged by me.

#meme #tag meme #tag game #get to know me meme #get to know me

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dc-polls · 2 months

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Part 11 - DC Madlib Adventure

Jason could practically feel his mouth starting to drool. Even in his stupor the plate of warm, fresh from the oven garlic bread enticed him over. The smell of savory garlicky butter and crisp crust filled his nose. He ate it without a second thought.

But as soon as he swallowed down the warm fluffy bread, he knew he'd made a mistake. Whatever energy he still had drained from him rapidly. He slouched over, the plate of half eaten bread loaf clattering to the ground.

"Wha.. No.. Not the brea.." he slurred as he fell unconscious. Just like Bane and just like Tim.

When he came to, it was still dark out. He bolted upright, then swayed as the fatigue caught up with him. He was still in the cage, but at least he didn't feel as sapped as he had after eating the garlic bread.

None of this was right. Talking animals? Possessed body builders? And now even garlic bread was not safe?! What was the world coming to.

Jason closed his eyes and tried to focus to make a plan, but almost immediately he was interrupted by a small squeak. The silky anteater was back. It seemed hesitant. Not scared of Jason by any measure, just.. apprehensive. And it brought another heaping plate of freshly made garlic bread.

"Eat?" it said half-heartedly.

#dc-polls-madventure #dc comics #dc-polls-madventure-11

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pumpkin-bread · 1 year

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Who was your first character, and first spouse, in Skyrim?

My first character was a khajiit woman named Riko. I wound up being a two-hand heavy armor builder simply because I happened across the Ironhand Gauntlets early on. I had no idea how OP bows were and completely ignored them for the bulk of the playthrough because I was on Switch and didn’t know controller drift was what made them feel shitty. I got lost on the way to /Riverwood/ and got sent into the stratosphere by a giant who I thought was just a man from a distance.

I broke into houses just to use cooking pots but like NEVER stole. Mages were my bane. It was amazing.

I wound up popping on the Amulet of Mara when taking to Scouts-Many-Marshes because I couldn’t marry Svana, and was promptly rather touched by his sweet dialogue. Turned out to be a great move because he is a light armor trainer so I could level up off of him and then make my money back by selling stuff to him from the store marriage opens up.

They both still hold quite a place in my heart

#That was the first file I did everything... except for get stupid Derkeethus out of the goddamn cave #skyrim

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righteousruin · 1 year

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ooc. / comic ramble

T*m K/ng's Bane was already super weird, but the origin story for why he got back on venom is so ...deeply incorrect. In the comic, Ctwomn kicks him in the back, thereby breaking it, and making him require venom to go fight Batman Kicking a 350lb body builder in the back to break it

This is Ar.nold Schwarzen.egg.er -- around 250. Here's what he said about the incident: Thanks for your concerns, but there is nothing to worry about. I thought I was just jostled by the crowd, which happens a lot. I only realized I was kicked when I saw the video.

#ooc #tbd #lol! lmao even!#you could've just let him relapse like a normal guy who has had a complicated relationship with an addictive substance a few arcs ago-#but instead you decide he's living in a hole on a pile of skulls and that a single stiletto is enough to take him down?#mkay babe #anyway NuBane is a clone from the same program Vengeance was born in and Joker killed him off thank you for coming to my tedtalk #the bad writing can't hurt me anymore #OG bane has been off galavanting around the world avoiding his adopted daughter because he's back on venom and doesn't want her to know #headcanons

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✧ ˚ 　· 　　 . the continent welcomes KAZAKIR EHEKATL of ADRIATA, the NAVAL COMMANDER of THE SUMMER COURT. when the HIGH FAE is glamoured, he bears a resemblance to TENOCH HUERTA. the 40 / 712 year old CISGENDER MALE is reputed to be PERSONABLE and INCISIVE, but a decade of war has left them CALCULATING and TEMPESTUOUS . if created by the cauldron, they would be made in the likeness of THE LOW HUM OF A MOURNING SEASONG, THE PRESSURE OF THE SEA AGAINST ONE’S THROAT, THE DISSONANCE BETWEEN SOFT EYES AND BLOODIED HANDS. whispers throughout prythian claim that their allegiance lies with THE SUMMER COURT, where they conspire to PREVENT MORE LOSSES THROUGH WHATEVER MEANS NECESSARY.

BASICS .

full name. kazakir ehekatl. age. forty. / seven hundred and twelve years old. hometown. adriata. current location. summer court. status. unmated. orientation. pansexual/panromantic. siblings. two younger siblings. WC. languages spoken. the common tongue . allegiance. the summer court.

APPEARANCE .

hair color. black. eye color. dark grey. height. 5'11 | 180 cm . scars. scars on shoulders, two parallel scars that trace along his right cheekbone and go into his hairline. style. teals, greens, whites, golds, coppers, and blues. netting, shells. gifts from the sea. loose fits over tighter fits for when he goes into the water. pierced ears, tongue, and nose.

MISCELLANEOUS .

alignment. neutral good . strengths. personable. incisive. thoughtful. hopeful. weaknesses. calculating. tempestuous. stubborn. aesthetic. the low hum of a mourning seasong, the pressure of the sea against one’s throat, the dissonance between soft eyes and bloodied hands. red seafoam. a broken trident. shaking hands of assurance, red under his nails and in his eyes. a smile in the darkest depths of the ocean. song inspiration. tempest ( deftones ), con la brisa ( foudeqush ), sun killer ( spiritbox ), porque yo ( pahua, eva de marce ).

BIOGRAPHY .

more ocean water than blood in him, his mother used to say. born the eldest in the ehekatl family, the summer court’s finest shipmakers, kazakir took to the sand and sea far more quickly than he took to walking. his father was a builder and his mother, much like him, was too restless to stay on land for too long. it became a pastime for them, taking the ships that his father built and testing them at sea where both thrived in stranger tides. when his siblings were born, he carried on that tradition with them.

at sea, among the waves and the water-wraiths, his mother taught him the importance of learning the way of water. it was his family’s duty to provide the ships that guarded and fought for the summer court, their reputation a fearsome one. his mother was a fighter, his father a builder, and somewhere in between, was kazakir.

as gifted at building with words as he was his hands, his connection with both people and the sea earned him a position as the naval commander of the summer court as favorable eyes turned to his family. within its inner circle, he felt at peace. there he could be both sea and shore, just as he always had been.

in time, once the lesser fae rose and the summer court rose with them, his talent for warfare made itself known. just as the sea could embrace, it could also drown. just as the sun could warm, it could also burn. and under his command, the summer court’s navy was a guardian to its people and a bane to its enemies.

but war makes warriors weary and when the fighting was over, the night court having so generously splitting their forces, kazakir observed a sea more bone than salt. by whatever means necessary, whatever it took, there would be no more. a torn hope rests inside him and shifts with the tide.

#prythian.intro #bio a lil messy but!

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moths-wc-aus · 1 year

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Prefix Meanings - A

Acanthus - “An herbaceous plant or shrub with bold flower spikes and spiny decorative leaves, native to Mediterranean regions.” A large cat; A white cat; A blue cat; A soothing cat

Aconite - “Aconitum, also known as aconite, monkshood, wolfsbane, and leopard's bane, is a genus of over 250 species of flowering herbaceous plants.” A dark-furred cat; A blue cat; A black cat; A dark grey cat; A yellow cat; A golden cat; A cream cat; A white cat

Acorn - “A smooth oval nut from an oak tree in a rough cup-shaped base.” A small cat; A brown cat; A yellow cat; A red cat; An orange cat

Adder - “A small venomous snake that has a dark zigzag pattern on its back.” A brown tabby; A black cat; A tall cat; A cat with a long body; A quiet / sneaky cat; A tough cat

Albatross - “A very large oceanic bird with long narrow wings that rarely lands.” A very large cat; A white and dark grey cat; A patient cat

Alder - “A tree of the birch family which has pale bark, toothed leaves, cones, and grows near water.” A tall cat; A lanky cat; A light-furred cat; A cat with dark stripes

Algae - “A simple, nonflowering, and typically aquatic plant of a large group that includes the seaweeds and many single-celled forms.” A helpful cat; A cat with green eyes; A steady cat; A reliable cat

Alligator - “A large semi aquatic reptile, similar to a crocodile but with a broader and shorter head.” A large cat; A dark-furred cat; A tabby cat; A skilled hunter; A stealthy cat; A fierce cat; A strong cat

Allium - “A bulbous plant of a genus that includes the onion and its relatives (e.g. garlic, leek, and chives).” A dark-furred cat; A long-limbed cat; A tall cat; A patient cat; A loyal cat; An elegant cat; A graceful cat; A gentle cat

Aloe - “A succulent, typically having a rosette of toothed fleshy leaves.” A cat with spiky fur; A calm cat; A soothing cat

Alpine (1) - “High mountain range.” A very large cat Alpine (2) - “A butterfly with brownish-black wings and orange-red spots.” A dark brown cat; A black cat; A dark cat with orange / red spots; A swift cat; A cat who is prone to wandering

Alyssum - “An herbaceous Eurasian plant that bears small flowers in a range of colors, typically white, purple, or yellow.” A black cat; A blue cat; A yellow cat; A white cat; A small cat; A gentle cat; A delicate cat

Amaranth - “An upright moderately tall edible broad leafed annual plant.” A red cat; A yellow cat; A cream cat; A tall cat; A fluffy cat; A spiky-furred cat; A bold cat

Amaryllis - “A bulbous plant with white, pink, or red flowers and strap-shaped leaves.” A white cat; A pale cat; A red cat; A dark-furred cat; A passionate cat; An attractive cat; A gentle cat; An elegant cat; A powerful cat

Amber - “A honey-yellow color.” A yellow cat; A golden cat

Anemone - “A plant of the buttercup family, typically bearing brightly colored flowers.” A cheerful cat; A red cat; A white cat; A blue cat; A gentle cat

Ant - “A small insect that usually lives in a complex social colony with one or more breeding queens.” A small cat; A black cat; A red cat; A dark-furred cat; A strong cat; A loyal cat; A dependable cat; A hardworking cat; A skilled builder

Aphid - “A small bug that feeds by sucking sap from plants. It reproduces rapidly, often producing live young without mating, and may live in large colonies that cause extensive damage to crops.” A small cat; A loyal cat; A social cat

Apple - “A round fruit which typically has red or green skin and crisp flesh; the tree which bears apples.” A red cat; A brown cat; A white cat; A yellow cat; A sweet cat

Ash (1) - “The powdery residue left after the burning of a substance.” A grey cat; A speckled cat; A spotted cat Ash (2) - “A tree with silver-gray bark.” A grey cat; A tall cat; A sturdy cat Ashen - “The pale gray color of ash.” A pale grey cat; A speckled cat; A spotted cat

Aspen - “A poplar tree with rounded, toothed leaves, distinctive yellow leaves in autumn, and pale bark.” A pale cat; A yellow cat; A tall cat; A thin cat; A lanky cat

Asp - “Asp refers to any one of several venomous snake species found in the Nile region.” A dark brown cat; A brown and black tabby cat; A dangerous cat; A defensive cat

Asphodel - “A lily flower with long slender leaves and flowers on a spike.” A white cat; A slender cat; A tall cat; A cat with spiky fur; A gentle cat

Aster - “A daisy flower with bright petals, typically of purple or pink.” A red cat; A pinkish cat; A white cat; A blue cat; An orange cat; A delicate cat; A gentle cat

Atlas - “A giant silk moth (Attacus atlas) widespread and often abundant in Asia that is cultured for silk in some places.” A red cat; A red cat with white spots; A large cat

Auburn - “A reddish-brown colour.” A reddish-brown cat

Avocet - “Avocets are a wading bird with long legs, long, thin, upcurved bills, and pied plumage.” A white and black cat; A long-limbed cat; An elegant cat

Azalea - “A flowering shrub with clusters of brightly coloured fragrant flowers.” A red cat; An orange cat; A white cat; a sweet cat

Azure - “Bright blue in color.” A blue cat

#name meanings #warriors #warrior cats #warriors prefixes

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