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queerkhazad · 9 months
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On my way to make new friends and hit them violently (with consent)! Hope y'all have a good day 😊
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greyjoyqueen · 9 years
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My Sunday > yours. #Dagorhir #Einherjar #dorkbattle #mlvyv #mylifevsyourvacation
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queerkhazad · 1 year
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Not me changing my description from semi to Retired Dorkbattler then staring at some round sleds in my store's backroom and going,
"Huh, bet I could make some nice Larp shields outta those"
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queerkhazad · 8 months
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What is your idea of the perfect day?
Honestly? A day without chronic pain. Life's a bitch. If I'm gonna hurt, at least let me earn it. Let me go hiking and marvel at nature. Let me go to dorkbattle and burn out hitting nerds with sticks. Let me have good sex that leaves us both bruised and sore and oh so satisfied.
Failing that, a day with a friend or cute companion actively doing something. Let's go bookshopping, let's go bowling, let's cry at a theater. Let's do all the things and then come home and lay against each other in our cozy nest and feel safe and loved.
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queerkhazad · 7 years
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Words Are Fucking Hard
I had a lot of fun at Forging Pangea, even though I threw out my sword arm before the last battle. It wasn’t the end of the world, since I decided to run around as a full time healer that round and had a metric fuckton of fun doing so. I’d argue that I even had an impact, since our side won without using even half of our limited rezzes.
I definitely want to do that again sometime, but I need to step my game up, since singing the chorus of “Devil’s Dance Floor” four times feels lazy and unimaginative. That said, I’m lazy and not terribly creative, so I’m definitely still riffing off that song. Gimme your thoughts? (Context for those that don’t dorkbattle: I play a very low magic full contact LARP with a focus on combat. There’s no classes, no levels, and the only magic in the game is a healing poem, a minimum 180 syllable long poem that heals wounds, restores armor, and fixes shields. My attempt at such follows here:)
“Listen here you shit, I’ve got no more fucking time today. Let’s get you on your feet, fix your shit and send you on your way, I haven’t got a use for some fuck who cannot swing a sword. So pull yourself together Nerd, and swing a little more!
(Chorus) Well, Swing a little more, little more on the battlefield Swing a little more, little more next to me! Swing a little more, little more on the battlefield, Swing a little more on the Devil’s Dance Floor!
Move yer bloomin’ arse, I dinnae want to die right here. Let’s back up all the way, duck that arrow and dodge the spear. I’m gonna heal your wounds, fix your shield up and mend your gear. So stand with me another round, and fight again in Dagorhir!
(Shouting) SWING A LITTLE MORE ON THE DEVIL’S DANCE FLOOR! GO!"
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