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On April 13, 1931, Steamboat Willie debuted in Brazil.
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The Adventures of Garl and Odra Manyboots- A Rough Introduction
It seemed the Eswa Adventurer’s Guild was the place to be tonight. The music was playing, the beer was flowing… And at the bar, Sterling Van Broom, a broomstick of a man with a curled handlebar mustache and a haughty expression was discussing some more sinister work with the guild master.
“So, do you have anyone for the job?”
The guild master sighed, rubbing his right temple and cursing the god that brought this man into his guild. He glanced over the adventurers in the room, the happy go lucky halflings singing about their latest heroics, the cheery gnomes playing cards, the delighted elves and humans mingling together after the successful defeat of a red dragon… and then his gaze stopped at the table in the far corner, tucked away just out of sight from anyone casually entering the guild.
“For something like that, you’re gonna want Manyboots and her friend,” the guild master said, pointing towards that table.
Sterling looked at the table, where a person was having an animated conversation with a statue. He couldn’t get a better look, all he could tell was that whoever they were, they were quite… small. “The little one over there? Did you not hear me? I need-”
“I heard you plenty fine,” the guild master snorted, “and I told you who you’d need. No one else here will take something like that, so she’s the best you can do. So either talk with her or get the fuck out of my guild.”
Sterling huffed before he headed for that corner. This close he could hear the grating, shrill voice of this ‘Manyboots’, chattering away to apparently no one save the terrifying statue she was sitting next to, so clearly she was crazy.
“Excuse me, I’m here to-”
“HOLY FUCK, DO YOU MIND!?”
The chair spun around and Sterling was more than a little taken aback by the sight of a hideous goblin sitting there. She had a hood over her enormous head, disproportionate to the size of her body. Even compared to goblin kind in general, she was small, probably would be barely two feet tall while standing. Her massive red eyes glared at Sterling as she shook a dirty finger in his direction. “I’m in the middle of a conversation! You can’t just waltz up here and interrupt!” she said.
“I- um-” Sterling managed to recover from the shock and he straightened himself up. “I’m here to hire you for a job, but if you keep talking back to me like that-”
The goblin cackled before taking a long swig of her beer. Wiping the foam off her mouth, she leaned in, grinning from ear to impressively large ear. “Okay, you’re forgiven. Whatcha need? Robbery? Arson? Murder that looks like suicide, or just flat out murder?”
“W-well,” Sterling cleared his throat, “my father is the great Governor van Broom, but he will not recognize me as one of his heirs as my mother was one of his maids. She died of a broken heart, and I have nothing but a pitiful clock shop to my name. I have been robbed of my birthright, and I seek revenge upon the man that abandoned my mother and…” he trailed off as he realized Manyboots had tuned him out and was back to slurping from a mug that was over half the size of her torso. “Do you mind?!”
“Huh?” Manyboots looked up. “I’m sorry, I was waiting for you to get done with the boring backstory shit.”
Right. Now he was pissed. Sterling raised his hand to slap the smirk off this stupid little beast.
“Listen here, you little-”
In a blur of gray stone Sterling’s wrist was grabbed by… the statue.
That was not a statue.
It looked like a statue, but on second look Sterling could see it blink its glowing green eyes, how it glowered at Sterling as its claws dug into his arm.
Manyboots shrieked with laughter. “Your faaaace! Man, your faaaaaaace!” she said, wiping a tear away from her eye. “Oh man, that never gets old. Garl, let him go.”
Garl cocked his head to the side and Sterling felt cold sweat dripping down the back of his neck. Even if Garl wasn’t actually a statue, he had a clutch like one.
“Try hitting her again, and you’ll lose more than your birthright, bitch.”
The statue released Sterling and he jumped back, clutching his bruising arm to his chest and trying to say anything, only for meaningless stammering to babble from his lips.
“Right, let’s start from the beginning.” Odra slammed her mug down on the table and stood up on the chair. “I’m Odra Manyboots, and this is Garl the Gargoyle.” She leaned in uncomfortably close, Sterling trying not to gag on the smell of rotten meat on her breath. “Listen, we don’t care why you want us to do this. All we need to know is what needs to get done, when we need to get it done, and how much you’re going to pay us. Got it?”
Sterling cleared his throat. “I get it.” He sat down next to Odra and Garl, keeping an eye on the menacing gargoyle. “There’s a caravan coming into town next week from the west, bearing my father’s insignia. There will be guards, do what you have to in order to deal with them. I don’t care what you do with most of the belongings- burn them, keep them, sell them, but I only ask that you retrieve a necklace and give it to me. It’s silver with a large sapphire at the throat. I’ll pay you one hundred gold now, and another two hundred when the job’s completed.”
Odra twisted her face before turning to Garl. “Sound like a plan?” she asked.
Garl only grunted.
Odra turned back around and gave a thumbs up. “Got it. Now scram, Like I told you earlier, we were in the middle of a conversation, and you were fucking rude to interrupt.” She shooed Sterling away before turning back to her friend, who was back to looking like a nearly normal statue. “Where was I? Oh yeah, you were inside passed out and getting your face doodled on by a bunch of bards. Which you really shouldn’t have gotten so drunk, I’m eighty percent sure a few of them wanted to jump on your stone c-”
Right, time to go. Sterling threw the initial payment on the table and practically bolted out of the door. Odra waited until he was gone before she leaned in close to Garl.
“Sooooo… how much you want to bet that the necklace he’s talking about is worth way, way more than two hundred gold?”
Garl smirked. “Safe bet, since it’s for the governor,” he agreed.
“Goodie. I’ll work on the story about not being able to find it, you’ll back me up with your scary face.”
“And what is my scary face?”
“Your scary face is your face all the time.”
Garl rolled his eyes before grabbing on Odra’s ear and roughly pulling on it.
“OW! Ow, lemme go, I’m sorry! Ouch! You’re gonna make me spill my beer, lemme gooooo!”
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the good place
Type: Serial/Movie
Genre: Sitcom, Fantasy
Number of Season(s): 4
Running Years: 2016-2020
Creators: Michael Schur
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Fixed some details of his crown ✨
- Arthur, The Sword In The Stone (1963)
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It’s only as the thing pulls away, turning to face the last bandit, that Naewoon realizes it’s a man. The largest man Naewoon has ever seen, and--Naewoon feels his cheeks going red--basically naked, all his glorious muscles exposed to all the gods that care to watch. The obvious Barbarian points his bloody sword at the last bandit, bellowing, “Behold! My beautiful brutality and gorgeous goriness! I spare you so you may tell tales of me later! Now flee before me!”
The bandit doesn’t need to be told twice. Naewoon catches a whiff of piss as the comparatively tiny man falls over himself, scrambling away from the Barbarian and running for his life. Heart pounding, adrenaline dumping, Naewoon doesn’t think to restrain his curiosity as he finds himself asking, “Aren’t you supposed to tell him your name when you do that?”
The enormous man looks at him with gleaming black eyes, face splattered with blood, sword arm red to the shoulder, and for a terrified second Naewoon fears fate has swapped one death for another, five killers for one who is more terrible than all of them combined. But then the Barbarian shuts his eyes, squeezing the bridge of his big flat nose between his callused fingers, and declares--
“Shit.”
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It’s a movie by women, for women. Choked full of witty, allegorical quotes.
Barbie is a 2023 American fantasy comedy film directed by Greta Gerwig, who wrote the screenplay with Noah Baumbach. Based on the Barbie fashion dolls by Mattel, it is the first live-action Barbie film after numerous computer-animated films and specials. The film stars Margot Robbie and Ryan Gosling, with America Ferrera, Kate McKinnon, Helen Mirren, Issa Rae, Simu Liu, Michael Cera, Rhea Perlman, and Will Ferrell.
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To anyone listening:
Please watch “People of Earth”.
It was written by David Jenkins (OFMD), has a great sense of humour and people who like anything WWDITS, Ghosts,… adjacent and just… surreal comedies with a lot of heart…will love this!
It’s about a VERY burnt out journalist from NY who is tasked with writing an article about some lunatics who believe they were abducted by aliens (they call themselves ✨experiencers✨) and meet in a catholic church. At first, the journalist (Ozzy) dismisses all of them. But he soon finds out that their stories mirror some of his own life experiences in a weird way…
TL;DR: It’s basically “just because you’re paranoid, doesn’t mean they’re not after you”
Please watch “People of Earth”
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"The Bear of Love?"
Brother Bear, 2003.
Dir. Aaron Blaise & Robert Walker | Writ. Tab Murphy, Lorne Cameron, David Hoselton, Steve Bencich & Ron J. Friedman | Art Dir. Robh Ruppel
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New Skull & Pyro cover/poster! :]
2 years overdue! really like how i captured the fantasy rpg vibe ive been going for. here's the old ones for comparison! 2020, 2021, and 2023 left to right
i love how their noses just keep getting bigger. they can smell anything now
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Side Quested just serving the truth other fantasies just don't want to talk about.
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On October 13, 2011, Ghostbusters was re-released in the United States.
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The Adventures of Garl and Odra Manyboots – Too Much Fruit!
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“You know what, Garl?”
“Hmm?”
“I think. The guild master expected this job to be the one we don’t come home from.”
“Really? What makes you think that?”
Odra didn’t need to say another word, she just spread her arms out and gestured to over two dozen goblin corpses surrounding the pair. Absolute, bloody carnage. Nothing that Odra and her gargoyle companion couldn’t handle, but she definitely sucked down more than one healing potion during the brawl.
Garl nodded before he tipped over a crate. “Just apples,” he said as they rolled all over the ground.
“Oh come on! At least give me beef jerky!” Odra huffed as she grabbed the apples and started stuffing them into her shirt. “Seriously, they were goblin raiders. Where’s the meat!?”
Garl shrugged as he went from crate to crate, knocking them over with the broad side of his sword and sending their botanical contents rolling in the dirt. “Maybe they attacked a group of vegans?” he suggested.
“Ew. Then these were stupid goblins.”
Odra picked up one of the corpses by the back of its shirt and gave it a shake, nodding appreciatively at the silver and gold coins that fell from its pockets. “Eh, some were smart enough to hide some of the take from their friends,” she said as she scooped up the money.
Garl snorted. “Don’t feel even a little sad?” he asked as he kicked over another crate, this one filled with pears. “You know, because they’re fellow goblins,” he pointed out as he picked up one of the pears and tossed it into his mouth whole.
“Eh.”
Odra clambered inside of a trunk, popping out a second later with a cabbage bigger than her head cradled in her arms. “Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. They’re out here for a fight, they got one, and they lost. Boo hoo. Not like I knew ‘em. Garl, seriously, where’s the meat!? I want MEAT!”
Garl might’ve turned away quickly, but not quick enough to miss the smile on his face. “Hey! Don’t laugh at me! You appreciate a good steak like the rest of us!” Odra flung herself out of the trunk, landing on the cabbage and crushing it under her weight.
“You eat squirrels that have been dead for weeks. You don’t appreciate a good steak.”
“I will FIGHT you.”
Garl didn’t respond, he just kicked over another crate.
“Huh. Melons.”
Odra shrieked and threw her arms up.
“I give up! This is the stupidest job we’ve ever taken! Who steals just boxes of fruit!?”
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A Comfy Demonic Autumn Read
I went into Library of the Unwritten purely guided by the premise of a library within Hell for books left undeveloped and a librarian tasked with keeping them together. I stayed because A.J. Hackwith is an incredible author with an uncanny ability to create something so cosy and sweet based in the depths of Hell.
Those who are fans of the found-family trope will love this one. Similarly, if…
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Finished making a cover for my writing project that I might start posting as a serial. Maybe.
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Unjust, And Also Stupid
“But what of you?" Brodcrum asks. "What does your heart tell you about yourself?”
Naewoon gives him a measuring look, trying to figure if Brodcrum’s coming onto him. But the Barbarian’s tone is more comforting than pressing, and Naewoon figures he’d helped Brodcrum by listening to him, and now Brodcrum feels honor-bound to return the favor. Naewoon finds himself saying, “My heart tells me I don’t know what I want.”
“Those sound like the words of a woman who is looking on the desires of others, thinking they are her own.”
“Maybe,” Naewoon says, and after a long silence, “I’m here because I didn’t want to get married. It’s the ideal, supposedly, for an Aeyilwurtian scholar to never marry, to give their whole life to their work. That’s what I was doing for a few years after I came of age, and I was happy. Then one day my mother visited, saying, ‘Good news, Naewoon! I’ve arranged the perfect match for you!’ It was all I could do to sputter, ‘What, like a marriage?’ And before I knew it, she was introducing me to my fiancee, and she was… perfect, or so everyone said. Gorgeous, intelligent, a renowned scholar from a very old family of renowned scholars. But there was something… not right.”
“You needed a man,” Brodcrum guesses. “Not a match, but a counterpart to your womanly loveliness.”
“That was my mother’s reaction too, when I called it off,” Naewoon says, followed by a mental, Minus your strange ideas about my gender. “She said my fiancee’s parents would let me marry their son if I preferred, so long as I still had children with their daughter.”
“Sordid.”
Naewoon nods. “Even if it hadn’t been so… icky, I wouldn’t have had any interest in that either. It’s not that I was… what’s traditionally called a ‘perfect scholar’ or, more precisely, an asexual--”
“Attracted to ace swordsmen?” Brodcrum asks hopefully.
“Without sexual interest.” Naewoon’s not sure if Brodcrum had been joking or honestly confused. “No, there was a part of me that thrilled at the sight of my fiancee, and her brother too, because he was as handsome as she was beautiful. But another part of me, part I still don’t understand, said, ‘NO. Absolutely not.’ I just knew I had to get out of that marriage any way I could.”
Brodcrum strokes his chin. “The woman I loved, in a time that is now lost, I knew for years before we fell into each other’s arms. The year before our first lovemaking we had been through much that tied us together as if with chains. She told me, after some time to reflect, that she had felt not a solitary spark of desire for me or anyone else until shortly before that first night. I told her, ‘But of course! I was a boy when we first met, and now--behold--by my deeds I have become a demigod! You are demigodsexual!’ She told me I was stupid, and that it was not my deeds, but our bond that made her want me. Perhaps you are a… loversexual? Like her. You needed a bond that you did not have, because you did not know her before your mother told you to marry her.”
“I don’t think it’s that. I’ve met total strangers that make my heart beat fast and my knees go weak--” Naewoon blushes when he realizes he’s just described Brodcrum, but that’s ridiculous. That had been the result of peril, and even if it hadn’t been, he can’t go getting hot under the collar and hard in the pants for this Barbarian, not when the plan is to return to Aeyilwurt in triumph, to reclaim his reputation and perhaps seek a wife or husband on his own terms. “There was just… something about that situation, how transactional it was, maybe, that made me willing to burn down my whole career to get out of it.”
“I do not understand.” Brodcrum leans forward attentively. “Aeyilwurt is like the Inn at the Edge of the World but for scholars instead of swordsmen, yes? If I rejected a woman who everyone praised as perfect, men would mock me behind my back, but I would still be Brodcrum the Bloody. There is nothing about not desiring this beautiful yet repulsive woman that--”
“Don’t call her that. She was perfectly nice the whole time, even when I called things off, which is more than I can say for most people. I hope she ends up with someone who can cherish her properly.”
“But there is nothing about your unmarriagefulness that makes you a less able book-witch, that is what I mean to say.”
“Aeyilwurt is… weird.” Naewoon searches for words. “Ankyria has had its eyes on us for more than a century now, and everyone says they leave us alone because rich Ankyrians send their sons to us to be educated, but the reality is that it’s Quat’s intercession alone that keeps us free. And what Quat wants is knowledge. He wants great scholars who offer up their original research the way other gods receive meat and mead. That means Aeyilwurt doesn’t just need great scholars, it needs to keep having great scholars. Supposedly we’re civilized. Supposedly everyone is free to love or not love whomever they choose, but all that really matters, if you’re an elite scholar from a family of elite scholars, is that you have children. That you contribute to the population of scholars who will continue to ensure Aeyilwurt’s so-called freedom. You show that you aren’t willing to do that…” Naewoon snaps his fingers. “And your career can evaporate before your eyes.”
“That is unjust, and also stupid,” Brodcrum rumbles, his eyes full of a distant wrath that makes Naewoon think he’d probably kill Magister Onkilput if he were to suddenly appear at their fireside. Naewoon is uncomfortable with how grateful he is for that homicidal level of support.
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- Rune
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