the reason critical role is so good is because every campaign features at least one cast member creating a character that they intend to be doomed by the narrative and matt and the rest of the cast going don’t be an idiot, Our Love Will Undoom Them. like in the explanation of percy’s final playlist, taliesin wrote, “Cheers to a happy ending for a character intended by his creator to be karmically irredeemable. May we all be so fortunate.” and just, Yeah.
‘why would zuko do that’ he is sixteen years old. ‘i don’t understand zuko’ are you or have you been sixteen years old. ‘zuko just makes bad decisions’ he is sixteen years old. ‘zuko burned down kyoshi island’ he’s literally sixteen years old. ‘zuko kidnapped a twelve year old and dragged him through the snow for hours’ yeah sure but he was sixteen years old. ‘zuko hired an assassin to capture aang, and said assassin went rogue and attempted to kill everyone’ yeah well he’s not good at critical thinking. he’s sixteen years old
hi wendy, this is my business, “bad ideas co.” and i hope youll help us undermine the city infrastructure with permanent underground fast food rat tunnels. dont worry about the rats. our robots will dispatch them promptly. i love you
The most shocking revelation from that Wired Autocomplete Video is that Matt Mercer, GM extraordinaire, uses Microsoft fucking Word to organize his DMing notes. And then he prints them out.
Jester, like everyone else in Exandria, can't cast Sending but she's gotten around it by simply forcing Artagan to physically go to her target and verbally relay the message, then come back with a reply.
The word limit still applies because Artagan is busy with everything going on and all and he can't remember more than roughly 25 words at a time anyway.
when i get my hands on Liam O'Brien i'm making him pay all my therapy bills
like. LIKE. look at his face. the sudden surprise as jester invades his space and proceeds to RUTHLESSLY unravel and acknowledge his pain after the traumatic events of the day, the way he's so carefully tucked away all emotions and tried to move on without worrying the group. look how quickly the layers all crumble away, how emotional and vulnerable and small he looks, how for a second we see Caleb Widogast without all his layers. if i had any power at all to do so i would give this man a thousand oscars and then ask for a milion dollars to compensate for the emotional damage he has wrought me