i was gonna make a goofy haha post but emily shouting “choke on grapes bitch” is so much more funny than anything i could type that it was like she broke into my house and knocked all the teeth from my mouth
i’m willing vox populi ricky matsui into existence.
it’s been a rough night, but chungle-down bimothy is keeping me afloat
*gives you a thumbs up then turns around and just vomits*
everyone is talking about how amethar is probably going to die, but i feel in some instinctual, miserable part of my heart that this is where we say goodbye to lapin. i hope above all else that people will be clowning on me in two hours for thinking something so dumb
yo, sweet fucking vindication. pok fuckgak is canon, boys
shoutout to zac oyama for choosing to play a way of the long death monk, aka one of the toughest fucking characters to kill in dnd history. death might have taken lapin cadbury, but to cumulous rocks it’s a joke
fabian: dances the night away with a silken elven sheet
me, thinking about how he shut down gortholax when he talked about how most of the best blood rush players were also ballerinas: oh how the lunchtables have turned
i think it would be pretty sexy of you all to let your dungeon master play one of the many pcs that they’ve made despite knowing they’ll never be able to use them
changing my name to cumulous rocks because during this whole episode i was either stunned or dying
ragh boning down for the first time with an elf is great, but now i need the thistlesprings giving him a binder and a firm talking-to about sexual health