

Can you give me any more details? That’s a little vague in and of itself. Mage: The Accension, a TTRPG, is what first comes up when I google it, but really, there’s a number of things it could be.


Can you give me any more details? That’s a little vague in and of itself. Mage: The Accension, a TTRPG, is what first comes up when I google it, but really, there’s a number of things it could be.
I’m not, but a friend is. With a couple, actually. He’d inevitably wind up sleeping with them now and again, and at this point one has just become a fuck buddy with no real relationship attached. But really, it’s your own dynamics that matter here, and that’s between you and that person. So how anything winds up going, well, the one’s most qualified to make best guesses are you and them.


I can’t help but think of how the original Deus Ex existed in a world where crackpot conspiracy theories like this were just the reality. And this sounds like it would make a great setting itself as some agent works their way through a conspiracy, going on a small world tour of levels in various major powers of the world before finally ending in a boss battle in some hidden hi-tech but occultish basement of the Vatican where we find the Anti-Christ is preparing to unleash whatever high-tech equivalent is for the Mark of the Beast, and it’s our final big job to take him down to stall his coming to power for the next millenia or some nonsense.
Sorry if you take your theories seriously, I just can’t. But I’d bet they’d make a cool story.


Setting aside whatever morals about this, it seems rather unwise to just up and publicly declare. Like, “Ayo, yo, cartels! We’ll be coming to get you! Eventually! But definitely! So you better be ready for us!”
“I’m free! I’m freeeee!” Cries the bottomost crab, high on a dab.


I mean, that seems like a pretty dumb conclusion for him to jump to, but yeah, it could be the case I suppose.


The weeping and gnashing of teeth isn’t even explicitly hell.
10 When Jesus heard this, he was amazed and said to those following him, “Truly I tell you, I have not found anyone in Israel with such great faith. 11 I say to you that many will come from the east and the west, and will take their places at the feast with Abraham, Isaac and Jacob in the kingdom of heaven. 12 But the subjects of the kingdom will be thrown outside, into the darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.”
It’s just a general separation from God. Which you could call a Hell, but it’s not explicitly stated as a product of that realm which is Hell.


TBF to the guy, I never believed in instant love either for the longest time. Then a couple really shitty things happened, and I was pretty much left with zero emotional anchors. Then attraction/infatuation suddenly went wild, and I was so not ready to cope with it. Maybe that dude is just not there yet for one reason or another. It’s hard to believe in an experience you haven’t had yet.


Pajama day. Know someone who doesn’t have pajamas? GIVE THEM PAJAMAS. Or a fuzzy bath robe. Or a snuggee. And tea or coffee.
I’m reminded how in hospitals they keep blankets inside heaters to give out warm blankets to patients or people waiting in the ER. TIME TO MAKE BLANKET OVENS A THING.
Coffee and tea cakes not required, but heavily recommended. Decorations can be anything from cottage core to the plushest bean bags. Soft, plush, or fuzzy is KING.


Unfortunately, I seem to favor the neurotic. It’s not a thing I can control. I know damn well not to act on it, but attraction/infatuation can be a bastard sometimes. On the flip side, on the not-instant side of things, plenty of togetherness and shows of affection and tenderness can also call forth attraction over time.



Introduce that toaster to this toaster.


I got poor, and the vapes/smokes got expensive. That’s really about it. I will say that after vaping, I’ll never ever go back to cigs. Vaping is just better and there is no awful smell.


The United Nations General Assembly voted overwhelmingly to condemn the U.S. embargo on Cuba for the 33rd consecutive year, with just seven opposed, including the United States, Israel and Ukraine.
33rd consecutive year
And what the fuck was done?


Can it, dude, I’m not on that side of the political aisle. I’m not in Australia and the knowledge it had to do with that was not known to me nor posted here at that time. But you bet the right would still call it woke, there’s a reason they’re hiding the epstein files. This isn’t some gotcha, you’re just a wanna-be hater.


Well as far as I’m concerned we’re going to wait and see what happens because I’m not part of any committee that has a say in the matter, I’m not about to put in the work to form one to do so, and in all likeliehood neither are you. But hey, if you are, by all means, salt the ice on the slope. I buy resin minis and paint them, and I wouldn’t exactly appreciate more hurdles in doing that.


It’s being over the top in the way it’s saying “sexualizing childeren = bad,” but at the same time, yes, it is bad. So, eh. It does give the article a sort of strongly PC coded vibe. I’m sure it was written by a leftist the right would call woke. Take what you will from it, despite the language used, the article is still sound.


I got where you’re going with that, but presently, 3D printers were, to my knowledge, in the business of printing hard objects. So I double checked and looked it up. Turns out silicon printing does exist, but it’s currently pretty small-scale stuff. Gaskets and the like. But in the process I bumped into a different idea. 3D print the molds used to shape the silicon, then just fill them.
So yeah, you’re probably right.
I would absolutely love to roll a character based around sonic/thunder damage. In concept, the idea of thunderous smite is wonderful. But the reality of not being able to stealth is just harsh.
With a mighty crack of thunder you slam your warhammer into your foes chest, crushing their armor and their eardrums as you send them flying back. When they hit the ground, they uncontrollably tumble and roll before grinding to a halt, knocked prone on the floor about ten feet away.
But then everyone within 300 feet hears the violent rumble of your hammer and rushes to investigate the sound. Suddenly, the whole dungeon is on your ass.
Or Thunderclap! Surrounded by a pack of kobolds, the devious blighters work together to enclose and ambush you with their deadly pack tactics! In response, you slam your hands together, magically enhancing your clap with a thunderous roar that rips through the small band of lizards on every side of you. Two of the three scream as the sound pierces their ear drums, but one is cut short as his skull simply can’t handle the force. His eardrums explode, and he crumples to the ground, blood draining out of his ears, dead. The other screamer recovers, wounded, blood draining from his right ear but still standing. The third remains resilient, obviously disturbed by the aural impact but otherwise unharmed.
The sound travels 100 feet through the kobold den. While you can’t see them, you know you’ve just rang the alarm for the enemy within their own den, and they will be coming, in numbers.


Oh boy, I am already clinically depressed, what’s there to lose?! Jokes aside, reading through the article and how these companies get away with selling the product piece meal or relabeling it reminds me of how gas stations used to sell crack pipes.
No matter the era and no matter the addiction, someone is trying to make a legal buck off it if they can.
I mean, in my own case, I’m such a bloody mess I couldn’t really recommend someone be in a long term relationship with me. Or nothing too deep, anyway. I’d feel like I’d drag them down. But all that aside, the biggest reason I can think of to be hesitant about commitment is that, in commiting, you will find yourself having to give up control of your life at times and making comprises for the other person’s sake. Where as if you are non-comittant, you will have more autonomy to lead your life how you wish.