THE LIQUID MORKITE IN THE FUNGUS BOGS IS TURNING THE FRIGGING GLYPIDS GAY
I have unironically needed to tell someone that "concubines are not the solution to everything" more than once this week and I'm now going to go wonder how my life got to this point.
Tim, you wear eye-searing spandex on stealth missions.
Well, WOULD YOU?
He has a question 🐛
(My part of an art trade with @aziraphales-flaming-cock )
First dnd character: tiefling druid literally raised by wolves because I was like twelve
Newest dnd character: I am the happy goblin boy I make sky go boom for Stronmaus
Chocolate man has won me over
One of his most recents I guess
I would just like to inquire why you haven't met the minimum requirements for the title. There is a complete and utter lack of charming and/or comically idiotic henchmen, the amount of remote and impractical lairs I've seen hasn't been so low since Jane Austen was at the peak of her career, there are no outlandish devices, schemes, and plots to take over a specific tri-state area, not to mention technology so advanced it raises the question of why you consistently battle a group of plucky teenagers with superpowers instead of curing cancer or something.
I don't know what kind of sham you think we're running here, but we are professionals, and professionals have standards. We don't give out the title of villain to any moron who sticks up a bank. We would kindly ask you to leave and not return.
*slamming down two textbooks worth of notes*
"Now, let's start at the players handbook."
Anyone: Hey (asks about a special interest of mine)? Me: Becomes an unskippable cutscene
As she damn well should be.
Holly berries!
the gang's all here!!