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windmills123 · 7 months
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taking a break and relaxing not enough. i have to dissolve into air and join the water cycle then fall back down as scattered little drops of rain on vibrant green grass in an unknown world above human understanding
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redwitchrune · 18 days
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something about comfort, blue and orange, and new perspectives
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walnutmistjamie · 7 months
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fave Ted Lasso moments 50/? : Stop with all the fucking sightseeing shit, you twat.
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stirringwinds · 1 year
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dutch-japanese relations like: ‘sometimes a 400-year-long relationship begins when you get scurvy, shipwrecked, backstabbed by other europeans—and meet a warlord who somehow takes a liking to you all at once.’ (or, the origin story of that windmill.)
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mooseonahunt · 20 days
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A friend shared a piece of Luis art with me after I had just woken up, so his faint drawing of a windmill looked like the Umbrella logo to me before I realised what it actually was. Now I can’t stop thinking about Umbrella as the giants (windmills) that Don Quixote (Luis) couldn’t defeat.
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4x01 · 5 months
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landscape paintings by lynette lombard
(1954-2023)
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silver-horse · 3 months
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"I used to be scared of the windmill when I was a nipper - thought it was like a big giant flailing its arms at me."
I love it that they created a gnome NPC with the same face that Barcus Wroot has and they gave him this line about windmills. lmao
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the-cricket-chirps · 5 months
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Vincent van Gogh
The Hill of Montmartre with Stone Quarry
Paris, June-July, 1886
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fantasyfantasygames · 1 month
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The Department
The Department Susan Cathleen Powell, 2019
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Sabrina Hawthorne is a fellow enthusiast of rare RPGs. She's the one who actually found a write-up of The Revolution by a GM for a table of players who didn't want to read the whole thing. We originally met at a mini-golf course, of all places (fuck you, windmill), and ended up chatting about mechanics in card-based games. When she told me about this one I knew it was a perfect fit for the blog and invited her to write a guest post. Here it is!
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You know the SCP wiki? You know those articles that dive super far into the deep history, where characters straight out of the Hebrew Bible use arcane orbital lasers to wage a planet-wide war on mutant flesh monsters, and bigfoot is there too?
The Department is one of those, in the form of a hack for The Quiet Year.
You play as the board of directors for the titular Department, who are the SCP foundation in all but name. Your researchers have come across an anomalous archaeological dig site, and it’s your job to guide the organization to learn as much as they can about it – and the secret world history it’s a part of - before it’s destroyed by the vague sleeping horror that you disturbed when the site broke ground.
For the most part, the game runs the same as The Quiet Year, but with spookier and more bureaucratic flavor text. There’s a phase at the end of each round called a Board Meeting that’s a bare bones hidden role board game that doesn’t really feel as scheme-y or capitalistic as it wants to, but other than that it runs smoothly.
The real life of the party is the Countdown mechanic. Whenever a player draws an Ace of any suit from the deck, the Countdown advances, causing more strange occurrences and anomalous dangers to crop up around the dig site. When the last Ace is drawn, the game ends, and players are strictly forbidden to tie up any loose ends that their improvised story left hanging. And since in this one you pull from a combined deck of 52, those aces can come randomly at any time.
There isn’t any art in The Department, which makes sense. It’s 12 pages, and it’s only that long because of a very thorough section on consent and safety tools. Nonetheless, it’s packed with exactly the kind of style that this game needs. The front and back covers look like a manila folder, and the whole thing looks like a partially declassified government document.
Susan Powell apparently sold a few of her games through her onlyfans page, alongside more of what you might expect of an onlyfans page. I got my copy from a friend though, and I haven’t been able to track Susan down anywhere on the internet.
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psikind · 5 months
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shout out to the evolution of one's artsyle being a real true thing (redraw of my "first" dnd character 2019 -> 2023)
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windmills123 · 7 months
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I dreamt there was a popular undertale animation from 2016 wth many million views that was just papyrus sliding horisontally from the reunion room troughthe different zones into asriels flower scene room so he could sing him a powerful emotional ballad about friendship and love idk i kindawish it was real now
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inthedarktrees · 2 years
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Sonia and Wenda, showgirls at the Windmill Theater, asleep in their dressing room under new rules for the dancers, lights out at 11. The girls dance for six hours then sleep on the floor of their dressing room as they eat, sleep and work at the theater.
"Backstage,” Picture Post, October 19th, 1940
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communistkenobi · 2 years
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i have an extremely fraught relationship to the phrase “water is wet” in the context of people on here responding to studies about social issues that have “obvious” or otherwise seemingly basic conclusions. because like a lot of people just use it to be anti intellectual (“why are you studying this when the public already ‘knows’ the answer to this question”) and don’t realise (or refuse to learn) that a lot of social science research is done with the goal of producing policy recommendations and professional summaries of topics that are then presented to governmental bodies for review. like yeah no shit if an author is studying, like, bigotry against trans people then they know bigotry against trans people exists already. They didn’t start their research under the assumption that they might discover that the oppression of trans people doesn’t actually exist. They’re doing it because you need statistical proof and evidence to inform your recommendations to solve the issue. If you get mad about those types of studies you’re tilting at windmills.
But on the other hand I also recognise that like, yeah it is frustrating that people only pay attention to social problems when an official report is released about it. Like you won’t believe vulnerable groups who talk about their experience with oppression but a journal article about the exact same topic is suddenly worth your time and effort. I get how that is frustrating and infuriating. And like obviously there are a lot of problems with academia, especially its long and bloody history of scientific bigotry, and pointing those issues out isn’t anti-intellectualism. But then on the other other hand I don’t think the general user base of this website is literate enough to have a measured conversation about that topic, so this leaves me with the conclusion that, like, if you respond to posts reporting information you think is obvious with “water is wet” I’m going to smack you upside the head
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stirringwinds · 1 year
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head empty, no new years resolutions, just nedpan brainrot 😔
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marinehero · 8 months
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     Despite not having lived there in decades, Dawn Island remains a steady part of his beating heart. The Midway Forest was his home, where he had grown, where he had survived and lived. The Windmill Village had been his to protect, to care for; offering them bounty from his hunts, fighting against cruler bandits and the stray pirate with wild teeth.
     He loves them both dearly still, and even though  his visits home are infrequent at best, the forest still lives within him. Its roots are entertwined with the very foundations of his being, no matter how far away he sails upon the sea.
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your-subby-creature · 10 months
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The only thing the Ohio turnpike is good for is contemplating your abandonment issues and being consoled with the blessed sight of a large windmill
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