Gygaax Bhildr
@tautologicalTechnique
π² LVL 11/ CHAOTIC GOOD / OLIVEBLOODED CLERIC / PROFICIENCY IN PERFORMANCE, ACROBATICS, INSIGHT (ICQA ACCREDITED PALE PAL)π² ( αβκβα) < My questlog ain't never too full for EWE! And that's a PACT!!!
( αβκβα) < Sometimesβ¦I canβt sleep without holding onto a mothewefucker!
its like this for us too!! we ..can only hug ourselVes so tigh..t (οΌοΏ£ΠοΏ£)
( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < They say three is a crowd, but imagine how quickly a whole crowd can make permanently short work of a temporary problem??? ( αβκβα) < Attempting a roll three times is better than advantage!!!!
( αβκβα); <> <> <> <> Well, golly, Iβll beβ¦!!!! My questlog ainβt never too full fer thβlikes βo ewe!!! Donβtchu hesitate none if yer troubled after sunup in the future, ya hear?
how generous of you!! hhrrggmm..hf.. we will keep it in mind!!.. as best we can (Β΄κ³`)β‘
TW: #ins9mnia #freudianimplicati9ns #cursing
( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < Well, shoot there, stranger, I dunno if Iβm fixinβ tβcall it insomnia, nor if a mothewefucker really brings tβmind the sorta implications ewe quite bundled up there! ( αβκβα) < βppreciate the courtesyβ¦but why ainβtchu tag that there reply with #incest? Human sorts find that awfully troublesome stuff! ( αβκβα) < Love the spirit, but it might not be in thβright glass yer shakinβ it in!
I had c9nsidered tagging it with #incest h9wever I did n9t want t9 assume such a swift dr9p int9 pr96lematic territ9ry, and 9pted instead f9r the m9re am6igu9us #freudianimplicati9ns after the famed (yet n9t with9ut his fair share 9f questi9na6le ideas and 6ehavi9urs) human psych9l9gist. I see n9w that this may have 6een an err9r, and in future I will endeav9ur t9 d9 6etter. I am #listeningandlearning.
( αβκβα) < Thatβs the spirit!!!! #TW #Implied #Substance #Substances #Afterlife #Death #MandatoryFun #Aphorisms #Spirits #Souls #Existentialism #ToxicPositivity #NoSpeechTags #Nonchalance #ProblematicCasteGap #PowerImbalance
( αβκβα) < Yβknow, sometimes I miss havinβ a lusus around all the time. LEECHSTEPDAD mighta been a real mean mother hoggerβ¦ ( αβκβα) < But! And there is a but! ( αβκβα) < β¦uhm. ( αβκβα) < F. Forgot what I was daggum gonna say! So. Acrobatics check, go, [16], nice!!!
WE'VE erhghmm I'VE always got ..my lusus around its inseperabl..e but uhmm!! sorry to hear abo..ut your lusus (Β΄-Ο-( _ _ )
( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < Ewe rub it in, why donβtcha? ( αβκβα) < KIDDIN, KIDDIN! I donβt wanna be ANYTHINβ like my old death worm, no siree, nuh uh! ( αβγβα) < The less of him in me. Or anyone else. The better.
they must haVe RLEaLLy sucked ..then... (ｑβ’ΜοΈΏβ’Μｑ)
( αβκβα) < For a time. Those that suck do have an awfully nasty habit βo dryinβ up when they run out though!!!
( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < Fer those that don't know... ( αβκβα); <> <> <> <> HAPPY PALE-A-PAL-OOZA FESTIVAL NIGHT!!!! <> <> <> <> ( αβκβα) < A WHOLE DAY DEDICATED TO SOOTHING WOES, WEARY TRAVELERS, AND WAYWARD VAGABONDS!!!! ALL YOU MAVERICKS, QUADRANT FILLED, OR NOT, DESERVE A NICE KISS, SOME SWEET EDGE-SOFTENING BEVVIES, A FLAGON OF AID, AND ALL THE PATIENCE ONE CAN MUSTER...!!!! A SPECIAL THANKS TO @passiveSerialization FER ENSURIN' THIS SWEEP WENT OFF WITHOUT A HITCH...AND PLENTY MOIRAIL-SEEKING SOULS GETTIN' HITCHED!!! Golly...what a turnout...WELL, WHETHER YOU CELEBRATE OR NAH, BE SURE TO MARK SOME INSPIRATION ON YOUR CHARACTER SHEET...!!!! Ewe bet yer sweet keister I did... https://i.imgur.com/tRjPpWF.gif
( αβκβα) < Awww, ain't no thang!!! We'll pass on your well wishes though all th'same, alright now? And if ya ever get the chance, we'd love t'see you there, 'n we'll save a nice cushy warm slot at the cuddle pile!!!!! Provided that's yer speed 'o course. No pressure or nothin'!
unfortunately iβll have to invite my pale situationship to next time they hold this
c< id lOve 2, but, iM ratHer busy 2NigHt, tHOugH, Maybe, pOssibly, perHaps eveN pOteNtially, i caN sHOw up duriN tHe tail eNd Of it, aNd Have a Nice curl up ON tHe pile >c
( αβκβα) < Awwww, UNfortunately? They not the type t'like crowds? There are a few sensory deprivation tanks fer use if ya need t'doze or bulldoze in private...!!!! Not strictly needed fer legal compliances or nothin', just nice t'have fer rowdier or broodier sorts who appreciate th'quiet things in life, but still wanna make th'trip!!!!
( αβκβα); <> <> <> <> Words can't even do no justice t'how much I'd appreciate that...!!! The venue'd be delighted...!!! But, even if it ain't in the cards, definitely next sweep!!!!!!
c< aHHH, ill try My best, but, wHO KNOws if tHe dice rOll tHat way >c
unfortunatly because *sometimes* i have to return the pale affections
( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < Ya ever 'eard 'o "PALE AVERSE" types? Some trolls...give 'n get...other trolls...get, but ain't too keen on givin'...and a few even get all giddied up over givin', but hell if yer e'er gonna hafta give anything back, 'cuz good luck!!! They're behind seven proxy walls 'n ain't too keen on anythin' hands on... ( αβκβα) < Maybe...yer situation, ship or naw, could change...'n ewe can meet someone in that last category, perhaps???? ( αβκβα) < But who knows!!!! Somethin' t'be said baaaaaah'out the type-a-folk t'force us outta our comfort zones plenty...y'know?
>.> without getting too deep into it, thanks for the helpful info . . . she also doesnβt like crowds so ig iβm glad to hear about those areas too
(β)γADVENTERROR'S QUESTLOG - QUEST 1 : SAY SOMETHING NICE ABOUT MY NEW FRIEND, AILEIN RERTRO, HE DOES MACHINES, TINKERING, 'N LAW STUFF!!! @vintageEngineer γ [3/3 - NICE THINGS SAID - QUESTLOG WILL UPDATE AUTOMATICALLY] ( αβκβα); <> <> <> <> I know I ain't got much in the ways 'o clout...but...what little I got, I wanna channel that energy to my pal, @vintageEngineer !!!! I just want...three nice things said, total...!!! We can go fer bonus if we get over three!!!! I'm callin' on everyone... β°ΰΌ ( αΚκΚα) ΰΌβ― < GIMME YER NICE ENERGYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
( αβκβα) < He makes REALLY COOL WEAPONS FROM IMPORTED FILMS!!! (WOW!!!!)
I'm fond of his undying willingness to put himself out there, even when humbled by circumstance. Like a daffodil growing out of concrete, this one will stand the test of time, no matter how frequently or retentively he is tested.
I LIKE THAT HE HASN'T KILLED HIMSELF. IT MEANS I GET TO MAKE FuN OF HIM LONGER.
π | π | I like about him what i like about everybody. that there's a motivated self-starter underneath that thick coating of insecurity and overly fine tuned self-awareness. to a degree that can be capitalized on. π | Like most long term goals...we're not there yet with him. the guy clearly has his insecurities. his worries. his pitiable traits. having pitied a few of his posts myself, only on burners, no sense in burning bridges on main, i feel like there's a degree to which he can still apply himself promisingly. π | But... π | I like to envision a future where his negativity has zero emissions. π | Where he is a motivated self-starter and self-finisher, that he sees himself through to the finish line with gold medals between his teeth and both thumbs in the air, as if to say, "fuck you, world, I owned this, you didn't give me shit, because you didn't have to!!! i don't need your goddamn handouts, i don't need your lususfucking primming and preening, i am a goddamn war hero!!!! i fought i won and that's all that matters because anybody who said different is lying, or is about to be lying, in a face of dirt!" π | I'll be following this account...it shows eventual promise and prospective delivery. with enough pity. the very cosmos themselves could be in reach... #Chairministrangling #SigmaGrindset #LikeABoss #PityABoss #RechitABoss #GoldenPride #HelloYellowFellow #ReChittingForVisibility #SignupsStillOpen π’π° The CHAIRMINISTRANGLER is ADVERTANTALIZING.
( αβκβα); <3 <3 <3 <3 No information is useless information!!!! Ya never know when a player characer is gonna up 'n ask, "HEY, DM!!!! I WANT T'EAT OUR BOOTS! THAT OUGHT T'BE HUNGER STAVIN', RIGHT? READ SOMEWHERE PEOPLE BOILED SHOE LEATHER IN FAMINE...!!!" 'n ya gotta improvise, with some teensie we lil degree of familiarity, just what that sits on the gustatory niblets all like!!! #NSFW #??? #TECHNICALLY #????? #COPE???
Somehow, I agree with this sentiment. The core of it, at least.
( αβκβα) < Anyone wanna play "PAL, PAIL, PRY, 'r PUMMEL"????? ( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < Promie I ain't gonna just pick PAL on everybody this time 'round...I know that gets a teensie bit stale reeeeeeeeeal fast...not my fault yer all so enticin' t'help...buncha so-called lost causes just waitin' t'be found...
( αβκβα); <> <> <> <> Oh, PALE fer sure... ( αβκβα) < I don't THINK I got some kinda himbo/bimbo/they/thembo kink, but there's somethin' t'be said about someone clueless 'n strugglin', just a wee bit! Y'know??? Like...'avin the chance to meander 'n yap about stuff is somethin' I will ALWAYS take...WITHOUT EXCEPTION! Exposition dialogue is my g-DAMN FA-VO-RITE!!!! ( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < But yeaaaaah, PALE.
Most of these make sense, but what's pry? Is that about questioning the target?
Well shit, that ain't th' rresult I expected. Ya have a rreal way with worrds, yaknow that? 'S enough t' make a trroll blush. Don't think I've everr seen that much affection t'warrds me, but I'm glad ferr it. I'm glad my worrk with th' woolbeasts has imprressed ya. I c'n prrobably help ya out with some of what yerr wanting, once I deal with this woods monsterr thin'.
( αβκβα) < Oh, definitely PRY, funnily enough! ( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < Pry is kinda a..."YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YER GETTIN' YERSELF INTO, SWEET SUMMER CHILD!" Not...quite as condescendin'-like? Y'know how you feel someone is a monthly pass holder fer th'express lane 'o the struggle bus? When someone is gonna get in way over their head, 'n ya feel like ya just wanna watch their blackroms reeeeeeeeal carefully t'make sure they don't get themselves literally murdered 'n their corpses eaten? That kinda stuff! It's kinda inherent to trolls, less so elsewhere 'n elsewhy... ( αβκβα) < So, DEFINITELY PRY fer ewe...plus I wanna see what human dating be all like!!!! Ain't got no know how for that!!!!
( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < Oh, please, ewe charmer...the thought you have somethin' more t'smile about is already enough 'o what I'm wantin' already...y'got worker's hands, gumption, 'n spirit, a pride 'n tenacity t'succeed...ewe may not get this often, butchu do get it deservedly. Ain't nobody no better or worse off havin' taken just a few minutes t'affirm yer worth attention, 'n patience, 'n smooth tender pailin' on a night 'o yer liking. It's just common decency 'n having TASTE!!!!!!!!!!!
Ain't th' sorrta taste I'm used t' rrunnin' into, is all. It's a rreal nice surrprrise. It does brrin' a smile t' my face, ferr surre. 'nd maybe I'll take ya up on that night of pailing. Wheneverr yerr frree, anyway. Yerr rreal cute, and I rreckon it'd be nice t' at least take ya out on a date firrst.
since youβre so loyally checking my posts, i guess itβs only fair i participate
( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < Would it surprise ya t'hear it's PUMMEL? ( αβκβα) < I dunno how t'explain it real good m'self...but somethin' about the idea of striking you down 'n givin' ewe the immersive assbeating ya seem t'talk an awful lot about fills me with glee! ( αβκβα) < Like...should I even be saying this publicly???? ( αβκβα) < I have a favorite part 'o yer neck. I look fer it in all yer pictures 'cuz I just wanna clamp my fingers 'round it shut somethin' fierce. I want yer eyes to go all twitchy-like, while ya gasp fer air I cruelly rob ewe of when I bring my probin' tongue over yours t'see what th'metal tastes like...I wanna feel it click against my teeth in protest, while I grab yer cheeks and hatefully snog ya like a feral barkbeast shakin' a piece of stripling meat side t'side!!!!!!!! ( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < I wanna see what colors ya contort into when I bruise yer flesh and twist yer arms behind yer back and make ya squeal fer forfeiture!!! I wanna weigh the dice (even though I know I shouldn't!!!!) so I can prattle on 'bout how yer short of breath, tied down by ropes with an extraordinarily high DC t'bust free from, and there's nothin ewe can do t'make this process go by any quicker... ( αβκβα) < I know it makes me a BIT of a freak, but there's this lovely 'lil thrashbluff outside Alabaster Woods, that I just knowwwww would carry the sweetest lil speckling 'o yer colors...!!!! I memorized every grotto, bluff, 'n craggly path with less than sturdy footing so if I e'er have occassion t'trail after you, I can bias th'chase to lead you there, 'n just...hhgmph!!!!! ( αβκβα); <3< <3< <3< <3< DO YOU HARM!!!!!!!!!! But only if ya want it. That's...really the only way this sorta thing 'does it' fer me. But ewe REALLY seem to??? It's kinda fascinatin'!!!!!
itβs taken me some time to respond to this, but i feel like this truly deserved some real attention from me where would i begin to respond? a most loyal follower indeed if you already stalk my photos thinking of crushing my windpipe shut. . . it *would* surprise me that you chose pummel if you werenβt already someone who admitted to my page being amongst your favorites though, i have to admit iβm surprised youβre this excited about something so violent even with your past dirty talk in my replies shoving your tongue down my throat was partially expected, but the gnashing of our teeth and your desire to see me gasping for air??? would it be stupid for me to say it leaves me breathless??? if you keep my arms twisted behind me, iβd want you to push until they threaten to pop out of their joints, and even a little further if iβm honest with myself after all, you said it best, i seem to *really* like it hearing youβd cheat against your own system and use weighted dice, it almost makes me think i can drag you down to my lows i think the only solution is for you to hunt me down. . . take me to where the game is in your field, where you get the advantage of environmental control, fitting for a gm if i may say do be warned though, i pride myself in dexterity, so i hope you have the stats for the contested roll to put it in some familiar terms for you. . . if you catch me, maybe then you can splatter my blood in those woods of yours and pick me apart physically and mentally to see what makes me really tick and trust me when i say, crack things open as you please and iβd want and enjoy every moment of it #nsfwe #gore
γADVENTERROR'S FIELD GUIDE - PORTED FROM SWATTPAD @tautologicalTechnique γ γ πππππππ πππππππ: UNREALITY, NECRO, HEMOISM, XXXOVER, CROSSOVER, UNLIFE γ REQUEST FROM ANONYMONSTER // YCSHIPPING // FRONDFICTION // LORD RUTHVN // CESARE // LORD CALGAR // DOCTORTURER CALGAR // PERISHED PEACEFLUTTER ( αβκβα) < LORD RUTHVN...in all his enigmatic eminence...was the spittin' image of the late LORD BYRONE before him. Almost a crude 'n spitting mockery of stateliness 'n coveted esteem, warped for entirely perverse purposes. A refined NOBLEMASTICATER, he was known to chew out only the deservin', and even more selectively would he savor the unworthy. Their screams. Their panicked anguish. Their debtor's desperation. Their disorientin' confusion, all of it, a feast for the good LORD RUTHVN. First 'o his kind, and a trailblazer for bein' able t'weather the scandal 'o accusations of an UNSAVORY SORT OF APPETITE. That is t'say, if the legends were to believed, LORD RUTHVN was 'imself a living legend, a walking legacy, a breathin' lore. A ruinous sort. It seemed... ( αβκβα); <> Wherever the good LORD RUTHVN went, trouble followed. And the misery he wrought loved company. ( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < It's because 'o this...that t'refuse a summons from the RUTHVN ESTATE...would be like tryna refuse the conclusion of one's own breath...or rather...to hasten it...one last time...with grim finality. β°ΰΌ ( αΚκΚα) ΰΌβ― < "SIMPLY PREPOSTEROUS!!! I DON'T BELIEVE IT," thought DOCTORTURER CALGAR, silently. "MY SERVANT, MY OWN SOMNEBULOUS...INVITED OVER ME? ME??? OF SOME EDUCATION AND REPUTE? WHAT DOES HE HAVE THAT I LACK?" His manic annoyance wouldn't serve him no need no mind, as the carriage bearing his charge was to be leaving soon. A single, envious pale gloved fist pounded... ( αβκβα); <> Then...softened...as it curled into a loosely unwound palm, strokin' CESARE to full attention. His ganderglobes hung low, bagged onerously on either sides 'o his face...his lips curled in a permanently dour expression. Even as his cheeks were cupped with that sublime sympathetic stroke, he said nothin', his gaunt lips stained with the kiss 'o death. As a SOMNEBULOUS, a treader through the land of dreams while awakened, CESARE moved with bounds and purpose, though they were not his own. Ten long sweeps he was purported to have slept, and those ten sweeps were a mere speck of sand in the eye swiped away by the DOCTORTURER. A sleep so listless as to be death itself. If not accompany it. His loud, rude awakenings, curious moanings, and tantalizing tendencies. Though the bodies attributed t'his dealings were far fewer in number than LORD RUTHVN, the rumors clung like a foul stench, far harder to bat away without the veil of nobility and respectability t'hide behind. ( αΰΉκΰΉα); < "..." ( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < CESARE spoke none as the sprawling LORD RUTHVN ESTATE approached on the horizon. He was led in by a small cadre 'o catty OLIVES, each indiscriminately dressed in attire less than entirely immodest, but more than absolutely nothing, and only just barely so. They carried gifts of expensive inebriants, fine jewelry, canes, and tophats -- none too dissimilar to something DOCTORTURER CALGAR himself might wear, each insisting the SOMNEBULOUS would be fitfully undressed. But CESARE had one thought on his mind, and one thought only. The hypnotic allure and words of his DOCTORTURER just before leavin'... β°ΰΌ ( αΚκΚα) ΰΌβ― < "DO HIM IN. DO HIM IN THERE. DO YOU HEAR ME, CESARE? SHOW HIM THE COURTESY HE HAS DENIED ME FOR LONG ENOUGH. AND DO HIM IN, CESARE." ( αβκβα) < Nothing could share him out of that commanding cloak, nothing could shake that hold over him. Except for, maybe, the eminent LORD RUTHVN in the flesh. ( α Ν Β° κ Ν‘Β°α) < "π·πππ ππ πππππππ, πππ ππ? π²πππππππ, πππππ ππππ ππ πππππππ ππ πππ πππππππ πππ ππ...? π·πππ π½πππππ, πΈπππππ ππ πππ π°πππππ, πππ ππππ ππππ πππ πππ πππππππ. π΄ πππππ πππ ππππππ ππππ...πππππππππππππ?" ( αβκβα) < His hands were gloved too, in that same detached and professional way those of DOCTORTURER CALGAR were, but they had a kind of magnetism to them. The way CESARE almost fell back into them as they crept around his shoulders. A gasp would be the ordinary reaction, and in absentia, the fingers gripped harder. Almost enough to pierce the many layers of leather and fabric. Almost as if to puncture the very flesh. ( αΰΉκΰΉα); < "...Plenty." Succinct. Brief. But necessary. CESARE felt the prescient tug to speak, to say whatever it took to do him. To do him in. To show him the respect he had denied the GOOD DOCTORTURER. ( α Ν Β° κ Ν‘Β°α) < A cold smile crept across his collected countenance. Chillingly persistent, were those unblinking eyes. Unblemished by age. Unbothered by the light creeping some distance away. "π¬ππ πππ ππππ ππππ ππ ππππ πππ ππππππππ ππππππππ ππ ππππππ π πΎππππππππππ? π΄ ππππππ ππππ ππ ππππ πππ ππππππππ ππππ ππππ...πππππππππ." ( αΰΉκΰΉα); < "...Til dusk. Tomorrow." ( α Ν Β° κ Ν‘Β°α) < "πΏπππ ππππ? πΈπππ ππ ππ ππ?" Lord Ruthven advanced. He swiveled on the heel of one foot, tilting his head on one side to peer into the mind of CESARE, only to find...nothing awaiting him. The usual hold he had over another...gone. Blank. Instead, a set of hands cupped their way around his neck, squeezing tightly, constrictively cloying, competing for dominance over his neck. It seemed they were halfway to choking him to death...only to trail down, and adjust his vestments. ( αΰΉκΰΉα); < "Afraid so. But what is a dawn you do not see? If you would...permit me..." The SOMNEBULOUS gestured with his head. Even the OLIVES blushed and recoiled in surprise at his boldness. For all his charisma and worldliness, it seemed all throughout the world, LORD RUTHVN alone was the clueless one. ( α Ν Β° κ Ν‘Β°α) < "π»πππ ππππ. π΅πππ. ππππ πππ πππ πππππππππ?" Lord Ruthven would find his hands suddenly grasped about the wrists. He offered little protest, amused something so small could think itself capable of a threat to him. Only to watch as CESARE gestured with his head towards the nearby MASTER BROODROOM, a luxurious RESPITEBLOCK woefully underpopulated. For now. The words that followed became instantly supplementary, almost a redundancy. But just for an opportunity to see those ghastly, gothic lips move, LORD RUTHVN, ruiner of women and soon to be men, would watch as they plead their case. ( αΰΉκΰΉα); < "I wish to...do you. To do you in...there. Show me the courtesy...you have denied me...long enough. Let me. Do you. In there." It was almost endearing how sincere the words all arrived, in their jumbled 'n meandering array. But they seemed...well-received. ( αβκβα) < Welcome, even. ( α Ν Β° κ Ν‘Β°α) < "ππππ ππππ ππ ππππ πππππ π΄ ππ...ππ ππππ π πππππ?" ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// ( αβκβα) < Countless hours beyond the very next dawn, the halls were still filled with grunts, moans, howls, and the echoes of mewling whimpers. The OLIVES were still tripping over themselves to fetch refreshments and cycle through amenities. The RUTHVEN ESTATE was a shared disaster zone, recuperacoons shredded beyond recognition, particularly vigorous encounters rupturing just about any furniture with a flat surface. The banging of walls at long hours suggested torture, the scent suggested bonding, and the many moons that hung over yonder suggested this was NOT ending any time soon...the only one t'get fucked more than the two 'o them was the GOOD DOCTORTURER CALGAR. β°ΰΌ ( αΚκΚα) ΰΌβ― < "NOT WHAT I FUCKING MEANT, CESARE." ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// #SWATTPAD #ImpliedPailing #PailSmut #CurseOfStrahdlike #LORDRUTHVN #CALGAR #CESARE #NSFW #FailedInsightCheck #SucceededPerformanceRoll #THEYFUCKING #XReader #FrondFiction #Requests #CabinetOfDoctorturerCalgar #Vacillation #AdventerrorsFieldGuide #CrossPosting #ScrawlThoughts #Drabbles
( α Ν Β° κ Ν‘Β°α) < πΊπΉ π¬πΉ ππΉπ½π°π·π¬πΏπ°π― πΉπΊπΏπ°, ( αβκβα) < Thankies tons 'n tons to my new followers, @polychromatousPawky , @temptedAnoxia , @pushrbreakSchism , @healerValvia , @scratchDoc , and @playfulPinniped !!!! Y'all make this content worth makin'!!!!
( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < HEEEeeeeeEEeeeeEEY EWE ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ( αβκβα) < The lot of ya 'ave kept me busy witha much obliged backlog 'o all sortsa lovely requests, prompts, 'n idea stokin', 'N FOR THAT I'M THANKFUL! But t'shoo away cobwebs, 'n stamp out terrarumble weeds...A QUESTION!!! ( αβκβα); <> WHAT'S YER FAVORITE MONSTER? Could be a paltry-like lil guy, t'o a ten-stories-high sky partin' sort!!! Doesn't gotta be from a franchise, 'er Fiduspawn, buuuuut certainly wouldn't mind...love t'hear varied thoughts!
:33< the humble goblin :33< my second one is the imp
\ 1 can't help but rel8 t0 a kenku. speak1ng 1n references t0 wh8ver they heard, yearn1ng f0r a sky that w0n't take em... that's def1n1tely a t0p p1ck f0r me /
γADVENTERROR'S FIELD GUIDE - PORTED FROM SWATTPAD @tautologicalTechnique γ γ πππππππ πππππππ: CNC, DUBCON, NONCON ASSURANCE, MOIRAIL KNOWS BEST, ADVENTERROR TROPE TALK, FORCIBLE PALE, ASSERTIVE COMFORT, PDP IN PLAIN VIEW) γ ADVENTERROR TROPE TALK// YCSHIPPING // FRONDFICTION // PERISHED PEACEFLUTTER βοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎββοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎββοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎββοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎββοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβ ( αβκβα) < Welcome BaAAaaaHaaaaack to Adventerror Trope Talk!!!! T'day we're gonna muse a lil bit about a somewhat controsversial topic in our spaces...PDP! Public Display of Possession! PDP is a vital way 'o establishin' to yer palemate, or mates, y'ain't ashamed of their problems, or yer role in nuzzlin' them towards an amiable solution...it can feel strange --- at first!!!!! Even frightnin'! ( αβκβα); <> <> <> <> A sensory overload of touch happy hands next t'the hard tar, with vehicles whizzin' past, catchin' voyeuristic lil glances at you 'n yer pale pal...havin' yer hands pinned above yer horns 'til ya talk about what's gotcha all torn up 'n bum bothered...lil sweet nothin's like...yain't bein' yerself!!! Is this squirt really worth it??? Do we need t'take a lil jaunt, just us? Keep it together...or imma keep it fer ewe!!!! It'll hit different... ( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < But ewe don't choose when ya have yer worst moment, that moment chooses a-you!!! And when yer caught off gaurd, or can't regulate th'anger that's just bum-pa-bumpin' around in yer lobe stem...sometimes 'avin yer face gripped 'n yanked into th'deadlights 'o someone's wretched gaze is just about th'only thing that will get yer blood flowin' somethin' ordinary!!!!! Moirail knows best!!!! ( αβκβα) < When, where, 'n why...!!! Trust 'em! And if yer ever made t'feel uncomfortable? Pop a squat 'n have a lil chat about it. But in th'heat of the moment? Let 'em take over, just fer a bit!!!!! Ya might not be in the best state t'be a judge of yer own immediate actions...'n nobody wants t'get comforted fer makin' a rash 'n unviable to undo decision!!!!! #SWATTPAD #PALESMUT #CNC #DUBCON #NONCONASSURANCE #MOIRAILKNOWSBEST #FORCIBLEPALE #ASSERTIVECOMFORT #PDP #PUBLICDISPLAYOFPOSSESSION #ADVENTERRORTROPETALK #<>
"= intimidating. but. in a sense. i see how uuuuseful, that could, hm, be. ="
( αβκβα) < Framin' things a 'lil different-like...just t'explain my thoughts a bit better, 'cuz I know this was sizzlin' stream 'o pangrease and nothin' proper-like... ( αβκβα); <> EWE PICK YER MOIRAIL, DON'TCHA? All th'more important y'make sure ewe don't pick fer faint 'o pusher...but strength 'o character 'n arms...! Or whatever done deem itself necessity t'ewe. ( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < It can be awfully easy, temptin' even...t'look at somebody built like a brick shithive, or, or, or, whose lap looks like prime real estate for some head-t'-hip contact...butcha gotta remember, the Pale quadrant in particular provides a very important function t'trollkind...! They ain't just there t'squeeze 'n be squeezed by! ( αβκβα) < This is somebody yer gonna have t'trust to talk ya off the edge!!!!!! Sometimes even pull ya!!!!! The typa troll yer fixin' t'give yer innermost secrets 'n weaknesses to! Yer trustin' someone t'know th'difference between yer blood pumpin' 'n boilin' over in a way that could getcha hurt 'r worse!!!!!! ( αβκβα) < We all got it in us t'up 'n hurt people...like real BAAAaaAAaaaaD. Moirails ensure that don't happen, 'cept when absolutely necessary. They letchu roll for initiative when it's good 'n called for. Besides...lemme tell ewe what, ain't nothin' feel better than the firm commitment t'comfort after the fact!!!!
"= perhaps that level of trust is why. hnnnnm. i have always struggled to get myself one of those. though i am adjusted enough, maybe a moirail could help me with overall direction, i stagnate soooo much. ="
( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < While there's still plenty ya can do t'improve just about any traits in a SOLO PARTY, there's somethin' t'be said 'bout an unbiased estimator, y'know? Someone who's got a bit of a baseline expectation fer yer behavioral traits 'n th'like!!! ( αβκβα) < Y'can shift yer own INVENTORY around all ewe want...practice panfullness, sharpen yer passive 'n active perception, even tune yerself up with fancy gizmoes and gadgets...but even medictators don't perform on 'emselves!!! When there's tinkerin' t'be done, shouldn't the hand be one that doesn't feel th'pain 'o the operation? I dunno the particulars 'o yer situation, admittedly... ( αβκβα); <> <> <> <> BUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ( αβκβα) < Don'tcha want t'be held by someone who isn't hurting from th'same pain...? ( αβκβα) < Don'tcha deserve t'be considered for more than just bog standard survival? ( αβκβα) < Aren'tcha worth it? And if ya don't feel that way...maybe ya oughta!!! Trust what others would find worth savin', before ewe can trust another t'do the savin'...just my thoughts!!!!
( αβκβα) < Psst! EWE there! Yes! Yes, you! ( αβκβα) < I'd still love ya if ewe were a wigglepest...I'd find a nice 'n shaded lump 'o soil...pack it full 'o dirt 'n nutrients...'n see to it ya got plenty 'o enrichment, 'n lovely little diversions to wriggle 'bout 'n play with... ( αβκβα) < I'd visit every day I could...to read t'ya...t'bring ya snacks...t'check 'n make sure yain't dryin' up all sizzled-like on the hardtar...I'd miss ya a whole bunch... ( αβκβα); <> <> <> <> But I care like water!!! 'n water...shifts t'the shape 'n form 'o the container that holds it...!!! And your shape, pal, 's a wrigglepest!!!
γADVENTERROR'S FIELD GUIDE - PORTED FROM SWATTPAD @tautologicalTechnique γ γ πππππππ πππππππ: DUBCON, X READER, FORCIBLE PALE, ASSERTIVE COMFORT) γ CHROHM X READER // YCSHIPPING // FRONDFICTION // FEDRIK x READER // NSFW // QUAD MULTICLASS // PERISHED PEACEFLUTTER // BLACK AND PALE MULTIPAIRING βοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎββοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎββοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎββοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎββοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβ ( αβκβα) < AUTHOR'S NOTE...mmffmm. Sorry for the delay this chapter!!! One of my moirails of four sweeps got chewed t'tangy little tiny bits and chunks by His Honorable Tyranny for tempt of court! Oh noooo!!! But...onto the fic!!! ( αβκβα); < The VVar Council shoulda ended hours ago...what in tarnation were the lot of 'em still doin' here...? It took a few moments fer it t'really click with ewe what this was even about...'n the thought got dismissed. Sensation overrode sensibility somethin' sorely suggestive... ( αβκβα) < FEDRIK's calloused hands passed over ya in metered measures...examining for scrapes, bruises...Y/C can't help but buckle back a little as he suddenly seizes Y/C's arm 'n tugs it forward tighter than a clobberin' fist 'o righteousness he'd drive into th'enemy...the clamp continued, as he started to...sink to ganderglobe level. The GREAT FRIGHT who once towered like a one man rovin' fortress on hoofback now ain't no more than a troll, his imposing armor gone from a monument to a frame. He becomes a livin' study in contradiction. His height no longer a weapon or a shield, but a length 'o limb folded neatly beneath him. ( αβκβα); <> <> <> <> JUST LIKE Y/C wouldn't all that mind bein'!!!!! (ααΰ² κΰ² α)Β€=[]:::::> "CHROHM'S RIGHT, YOU KNOW," FEDRIK's hulking vigilance subsided and softened for just a moment. His frame, considerably larger than Y/C, felt as though it vanished the moment he knelt so gingerly in front of ewe. The sheer wall 'o his presences done up 'n collapsed inward on itself. "YOUR TACTICAL MIND WORKS TIRELESSLY...BUT SO DOES THAT OF OUR ENEMIES. YOU CANNOT DENY YOURSELF THE REPRIEVE OF REST. THEY WILL SEIZE IT. AND CAPTURE IT. AND PREY UPON YOUR MOMENT OF WEAKNESS TO ENSURE THAT IT IS YOUR LAST." There was a possessiveness t'the way he cradled you in his palms. His broad shoulders cinched up like he dreaded th'thought of loosenin' a grip on ewe fer even a moment... ( αβκβα) < Just as Y/C up 'n worked th'courage t'confront his hands, improperly conspirin' t'mount a charge across yer thigh... ( αβκβα); <> <> <> <> REINFORCEMENTS!!!!!!! ( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < "...Now, FEDRIK. You can't be so harsh on Y/C...they've been through a lot. For our sake. For the SHEPHURTS. If anything were to happen to them...it would be on us to see to it they're protected and retrieved. Same as any SHEPHURTLER. Gentler hands should stir these waters." If the two hands mussyin' up Y/C's leg wasn't BAaaaaaaAAAAAAd enough...a rovin' set of royal-emblazoned fingertips were caressin' th'top of yer head. Pickin' out stray imaginary somethin somethins. ( αβκβα) < Suddenly, the rush of hot breath... (ααΰ² κΰ² α)Β€=[]:::::> "ARE YOU SAYING I PROVIDE SUBPAR CARE TO Y/C??? I RESENT THAT IMPLICATION. I COULD BE...GENTLER WITH THIS...WEAVING RIVER." ( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); < CHROHM laughed. "You could stand to be. Yes." Tuggin' yer face into an awaitin' set 'o princely brasserie, th'royal menagerie incidentally pits ya right in line with a GREAT FRIGHT'S crotch as th'aforementioned storms back onto his feet, now a monolith again. Th'air itself thickens and compresses about yer skull, 'n horns, hardly blanketed by th'sweat-scented torso cheekily just behind yonder...CHROHM's hands tug around ya like a vanguard against harm. FERDIK goes back t'bein his usual self...a monument of offended pride... (ααΰ² κΰ² α)Β€=[]:::::> "WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT...WHAT WAS THAT YOU SAID ABOUT CHANGING INTO SOMETHING MORE COMFORTABLE? BY HAND? A GREAT FRIGHT OF THE SHEPHURTS WHO CANNOT HANDLE EVEN THIS IS HARDLY WORTH HIS BRINE FLAKES!!! BUT I WOULDN'T EXPECT A VIOLET SO INDELICATELY PAMPERED TO UNDERSTAND THAT." Uh oh!!! Y/C feels a scraping sensation...nails possessively curled about one side 'o yer head, just at the barest nuggatory base of the horns (so embarassin'n!!!) and tracin' back towards th'scalp...no matter where ya look...t'FEDRIK or t'CHROHM...both are complicit!!! A boilin' sort 'o hatred wellin' up with intent t'pale, RIGHT ON TOP OF Y/C!!!!! (P2/P??) #SWATTPAD #Vacillation #PaleSmut #TheWholeGuild #FullParty #NotEnoughInventorySpace #NSFW #YouAreOverencumbered!!! #XReader #FrondFiction #FE #FlayerEmblem #FEA #FE13 #CHROHM #ImpliedAU #CHROHMxREADER #FEDRIKxREADER #QUADMULTICLASS #AdventerrorsFieldGuide #CrossPosting #ScrawlThoughts #Drabbles
( αβκβα) < Special daggum thanks t' @archiveAddict , @watchingAuthor , @alopecoidTenacity 'n @passiveSerialization !!! I know this ain't no RO3 comment section...so pardon if my manners ain't minded...but I'd like t'dedicate P2 t'y'all...!!! Wouldn't be none if it weren't fer yer chipper words 'o encou-RAGE!!!!!! BBBBBaaaaaaAAAahhhHless you!!!!
Ah? - that's - unexpected... - Thank - you - Um - Hope - your moirail - gets - better - I - feel - flustered by the - honors - It - was - really - nothing - The writing - looks - well - written - this - time - as - well >
your prosenubs have captured my imagination + spirited my very senses to the wondrous world of flayer emblem. perhaps i will conscript you to play through the 13th edition just once more, dear bhildr. for my sake. "rechitted" for visibility, of course.
γADVENTERROR'S FIELD GUIDE - PORTED FROM SWATTPAD @tautologicalTechnique γ γ πππππππ πππππππ: DUBCON, X READER, FORCIBLE PALE, ASSERTIVE COMFORT) γ CHROHM X READER // YCSHIPPING // FRONDFICTION // NSFW // PERISHED PEACEFLUTTER βοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎββοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎββοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎββοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎββοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβοΎ.*ο½₯ｑοΎβ ( αβκβα) < #TheWholeGuild ... #FullParty ... #NotEnoughInventorySpace ... #NSFW ...annnnd... #YouAreOverencumbered!!! (;αβκβα) <> It started with a light bit of noggin pettin'. Y/C was used to it by now. How couldn't ewe be? Ain't nothin' outta the ordinary fer YLISSE'S FAIR HALIDOM HEAD CHROHM t'get a bit handsy when workin' ya through yer problems...'specially after a battle. ( αβκβα) < Y/C wishes they could stop bein' difficult. But it just ain't that simple. The familiarity with which those fine finessin' fingers reached across the empty air...drawn back at th'last moment...it kills Y/C inside. ( αβΎΜκ βΎΜα); <> "I wish you would just...tell us all what you're thinking," CHROHM began, "we swore to stand by eachother, remember? All of us. That's what being a part of the SHEPHURTS means. That's what we mean. You may be able to pick and choose your skirmishes on the field. Withhold your reasoning. But here? Where trust is supposed to be found, where TROLLS forge their bonds in the very peace we fight and bleed over? All answers must show themselves, or we die blind and alone." (;;αβκβα) <3 CHROHM's fins drooped. Y/C caressed 'em in yer hand, thumbin' the corner 'o his mouth, largely outta obligation. Y/C can't explain why yer like this. The paranoia rises to a fever pitch as Y/C hears the approach 'o frondfalls. Enemy units, no doubt. A spear peels open yer tent flap...and a sympathetic hand eases on yer shoulder...then another at yer underbelly...before long...yer flanked on all sides!!! FEDRIK! LISSIA! Even SUHLLY... ( αβκβα); <> <> <> <> "Y/C has been feeling down, SHEPHURTS. Probably all that armor. Can you imagine trying to lug a world of problems around on your shoulder with that dead weight? I say...we see to it Y/C is changed into something a bit more comfortable...by hand." (P1/??) #SWATTPAD #Vacillation #PaleSmut #TheWholeGuild #FullParty #NotEnoughInventorySpace #NSFW #YouAreOverencumbered!!! #XReader #FrondFiction #FE #FlayerEmblem #FEA #FE13 #CHROHM #ImpliedAU #CHROHMxREADER #AdventerrorsFieldGuide #CrossPosting
This looks - nice - good - job >
i have performed the act of "rechitting" for visibility, dear bhildr. you have outdone yourself once again. though i am aggrieved at the lack of updates for "a tale in which the intrepid your/character travels across great biomes in search of a monstrous pale pal with whom to soothe a mighty flaw of character"... i will find it in my pusher to forgive.
^^i see the ancient and storied rankmaid has some competition~!^^
( αβκβα) < Awww SHUCKS, I up 'n fergot again, dag nabbit!!!! Don'tchu worry it none though, I'll be on that like a squawkbeast on a squeakbeast at th'end of a nine perigee hunger strike!!!!! β(β’ββ’α)β ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ (ΰ©―ΰ₯α΅Μ€ΰ₯ α)~ < EEEeeeeeeeeeeppppp!!!!!! Aw naw!!! They got me good!!!
( αβκβα) < Awww, ewe flatter me like butter 'n a hot biscuit in a breakfast rush served nice 'n melty in the COUNTY UNFAIR!!! Which is 'xactly what this 'ere comment is! I ain't no competition!!!! Miss @archiveAddict is a gosh darn visionary...these 're just drabbles! ( αβκβα) < Thanks all th'same though!!!!
im sweaating i cant wait for the next chapter i feel like palesmut is such an underutilized dynamic outside of expected and safe palefluff stuff but seeing the forcible pale tag immediately had by ears flapping! 0////v////0 KUDOS! β€οΈβ
( αβκβα) < YesyesyesyesyesyesyesYESYESYESYESYESYES!!! ( αβκβα); <> <> <> <> YES YES YES YES YES!!!!!!!!!!!! ( αβκβα); < My humblest regards 'n sincerest cordial most gratitudes!!! Yer KUDOS 're goin' on my still hummin' frosty cold MEAL VAULT 'n I am gonna be crankin' out the deets of the next installment lickety-split!!!! So glad t'hear you're a troll 'o culture as well!!!
i cant wait! <> <> <> <> <> 0v0 bookmarked and eagerly awaiting the next installment!
( αβκβα) < Happy #NORMALDAY to ewe all!!! Hope it finds ya well βn hunky doryβ¦and NOT turned into a commercialized plushie βo your luscious locks Lusus!!!! Baaaahahaha! https://i.imgur.com/B7IngY7.png
( αβκβα) < Warm thanks tβmy partner in sublime, @passiveSerialization fer puttinβ this lil thang together fer me!!! Hijinks wouldnβt be nearly as cuffplate slappinβ silly without!!!!
it was, + continues to be, an honor to hold your photosnatcher for these escapades. your marketable self is very soft, dear bhildr.
( αβκβα); < Hmgmgmmgmg...!!!! ( αβα£βα); < JUST LEARNED 'BOUT HUMAN PERIODS!!!! AND I AIN'T TALKIN' BOUT TH'TYPE THAT END BEAUTIFUL QUEEN'S SENTENCE STRUCTURES NONE!!! I'M FIT T'BE TIED! ( π’αOκOα) < Give 'em t'me!!! I can take it!!!!!! Ain't none a y'all guys, gals, fellahs, 'n pals deserve that kinda sufferin'!!!! All at once...give me your energy!!!! I'll be OK, you go on ahead!!!!! Live your dreams!!!!
WTF!!! i am joining ur cuz x( how culd dey do dis?!?!?
( π’αOκOα) < Yers is the righteous path of the Paladestroyer!!! Oath of The Crown! Because that shit you just said??? πππππ
YAAZ, we r makin so many oaths rn and we r fighting SO many human periodz, wtf!!
( αβκβα); < Everyone fixin' to deserves t'be fixed! ( αβκβα) < YES! Even YOU! The person readin' this! ( αβκβα) < Happiness ought t'be in EVERYONE'S daggum inventory! Marked on every character sheet! No matter the quest it takes t'find it! The journey will getcha there, even if ya don't find quite what yer hopin' for!
Γ WVhat If I Don't WVant To Be... Γ
( αβκβα); < Then bein' happy means somethin' else fer you, and that's OK too! Far be it fer me t'tell ya what ya should er shouldn't mark on your map...that's YOUR course to chart... ( αβκβα) < But havin' locked arms 'n blades with many a FLARPer in my heyday...I can say with confidence, ya got a bit more tinkerin' t'do with your backstory's unfoldin' arcs t'be focused on the happiness o'now...! ( αβκβα); < Feelings like that...are a status condition. ( αβκβα); < Often rooted in fear! Or uncertainty! You don't wanna be happy, 'cuz you don't feel like you've enough Happy EXP t'multiclass into somethin' that brings you joy...could be a form of self-sabotage...where you roll a D4 on your turn, confused enough to head just 'bout any wayward which way 'cept where ya wanna be goin'... ( αβκβα) < But don't lose hope! Even if happiness comes t'ya by another name, another shape, another sort...it's still yours!!! Not everyone gets, or even wants t'be happy go lucky...! Sometimes their happiness is a quiet afternoon, twiddling thumbs! Somber acid rainstorms! Or even just a bit 'o quiet solitude...! YOU decide what YOUR active quest is!
Γ WVhat The.. That Is A VVery Detailed Explanation. I Don't Knowv WVhat To Do WVith This. I.. Hm. I'll Just Keep This In Mind Γ
( αβκβα); < Ya asked!!! And yer always important enough t'answer! Happy to condense in tha future if yer more of a touch 'n go sort! I don't never want nobody t'feel overwhelmed just cuz I'm... ( αβκβα) < A lot.
Γ I Feel Like That's A Ovverstatement.. Hehe Γ
( αβκβα) < BAAAAAH shucks~!!! Ya buncha sweetpumpers are makinβ me clutch mine! Ya canβt keep beinβ so nice about my mewlinβ little meanderinβ musings! Jus ainβt fair tβfolks with cooler stuff tβsay!
( αβκβα) < Not too sure what a "FENT LEAN" is...that's not no status condition spelled out all too clearly in the 5SCREE SRD! ( αβ α¨β α) < But I got big, burly, shoulders! Real strong-like, that ain't yieldin' to no buckin', no himmin', no hawin'! I could haul a spleenfowl up a hobbled hill faster 'an its ungodly yelps could splinter glass at the tippy top! ( αβκβα) < So y'all can always "FENT LEAN" on me...and I'll be right happy to hook my arms 'bout ewer fleshy underbellies, 'n giddy on up wherever ewe're fixin' t'go, y'feel? Just say the word! Or don't! I don't mind unmarked sidequests.
( αβκβα) < Mmm...mmm...mmm.... ( αβ α¨β α) < No need to roll! F-er, I always take initiative! ( αβ α¨β α) < Insight check! 'Cuz you know my ass inquisitive! ( αβ α¨β α) < Slept with your bitch last night, ( αβ α¨β α) < Call that a "LAIR ACTION", ( αβ α¨β α) < Shoulda just record her, ( αβ α¨β α) < So I could burn your turn's "REACTION"! ( αβ α¨β α) < MC GYGAAX STRAIGHT ROLLIN' IN THE HIVES! ( αβγβα) < YOU BREAK OUT IN THOSE, IF ANYONE SURVIVES! ( αβ α¨β α) < YOU GOT YOURSELF SOME PROBLEMS, MY TROLL, I'LL COME AND FIX IT, 'CUZ IF YOU AIN'T GOT YOURSELF, THEN HOW YOU EXPECT TO FIX SHIT? ( αβκβα) < ...hahah! Or something like that. I reckon a musicull career by me would be baaaaawfully short-lived!
https://i.imgur.com/lhS4KhR.png π²βπβπ»ππΈπ ππππ ππΈππππΈπππβπ, πΈπ»ππΌβππΌββπβπ! π² ( αβκβα) < My name is GYGAAX BHILDR! And I will be your guide on your quest. - I am a level 11 CHAOTIC GOOD OLIVEBLOODED CLERIC with PROFICIENCY in the following skills and/or abilities: Performance, Laughcrobatics, Medisassination, Denature, Insight, Constitution Saving Throws, Wisdom Saving Throws, "Palling Around", Clinical Psychology, FLARP, and Roleplay! βοΈπ‘οΈπππππβπΎ π½πβ πΈ βπΈβππ? πΉ π‘οΈ Be it of one, or two, or three, or more!!! I'm able to handle come one, come all! - Interpersonal quadrant resolution sparring! - Duels "TO THE DEATH" of your insecurities! - And much, much more! Inquire today, and don't be shy! I'm always one of many an outwardly lookin' eye!
WHAT A CURIOUSLY ABUNDANT SKILL SET YOU HAVE THERE. I FIND MYSELF FIGHTING MY DEMONS ON A DAILY BASIS AND MY MASSIVE TOBACCO ADDICTION, WOULD YOU BE ABLE TO HELP WITH SUCH THINGS?
( αβκβα) < Course I could, Mr. Smokin' Jacket! Might I say that's a mighty fine set of equippables you got on. They tell a story, if you don't mind me spinnin' a yarn to tell it... ( αβκβα) < Yain't much of a fighter, are you, mister Sassacre? Pardon my saying. Thumbin' over the outlines of your CHARACTER SHEET 'ere, says you're more of a witty sort. A lover. A loner. The candidness with which ya up 'n hoofy up to a thing like a massive tobacco addiction... ( αβκβα) < Makes my belly rumble somethin' fierce! Laughter abounds! You got a dark sense 'o humor. Navigate yer highest highs and lowest lows with humor aplenty...but I can't help but twiddle my touch stump against my lower lip wonderin'... ( αβκβα) < If the secret source o' your humor itself is not joy, or uncaring, but sorrow. There ain't no humor in heaven. And there wasn't but one solitary smile inked into word that knew not the pains 'o heartbreak...just my speculation, sir! Hope I can help ya!
WHAT A DEEP AND CUTTING YARN YOU HAVE THERE YOUNG LAD. I FEEL AS IF I'VE BEEN READ THROUGH LIKE A BOOKLET.. MAYBE EVEN A CHARACTER SHEET. MY STATISTICS AND "SKILL SET" SPLAYED OUT FOR THE WORLD TO SEE AS CLEARLY AS YOU HAVE. YOU'VE HAD ME FACE WHAT MAKES ME SO DISTINCT AND UNIQUE IN THIS WORLD FROM A VIEWPOINT OUTSIDE MY OWN. I'LL HAVE TO DO SOME MUCH NEEDED SELF REFLECTION POST HASTE. IT IS TRUE THIS WORLD OF SORROW AND HORRORS HAVE SHAPED THIS ONCE BRITTLE PIECE OF COAL INTO A WHITEY COMEDIC DIAMOND TO SUPPRESS MULTITUDES. I'LL BE SPEAKING TO MY WIFE AT OUR NEXT WEEKLY DINNER AT OUR LOCAL "DENNYS" ABOUT YOUR BRIGHT YOUNG WIT AND ASSISTANCE. EXPECT A DRONE TO VISIT SOON.