Scrounged the beginnings of the next hobby project out of my bits box and box of various Kickstarter rewards. Classic fantasy Orcs and Goblins, geared towards for an assortment of rulesets.

Words of wisdom from Jeff Reints:
"Campaign worlds, whether published or just notes scrawled in some DM's binder, contain a lot of material that most players honestly just don't give a crap about."

eye contact, selfie, boost+ 

I took way too many selfies today but they were all pretty good.

Mountain Dew Merry Mash-Up, the latest limited edition flavor, is not great. Probably won’t be buying any more of this.

dnd character creation can be an incredibly powerful act of queer and/or trans self-exploration

more gay rpg things plz

cw: selfie, eye contact 

I’m a lumberjack and I’m okay.

cw: cat, eye contact 

Atticus is not a fan of his new hat.

cw: last night’s Cthulhu game, character death 

Almost had our first two character deaths of the campaign last night. One PC, already weakened by poison, was reduced to 0HP by a creature’s ragged, mold-caked claws but received first aid in time and stabilized; a second was stabbed in the stomach by an insane fellow PC who was in a state where he couldn’t tell friend from foe. The only thing that saved him was 1D3 of damage reducing armor.

Should- should I tell my players that the prophecy they received is couched in metaphor and not meant literally? Or do I let them try to stick their hands in a snake’s mouth to try and fulfill what they think the prophecy is?

Just refreshed myself on the adventure for tomorrow night’s Cthulhu Invictus session. Lots of meetings with potential patrons, a fight with ghouls, possibly learning some spells.

Well crap, now I really am thinking about running D&D.

I may have made a mistake in telling people who want me to run D&D that they need to challenge and defeat the players of my Cthulhu game in a “Thunderdome Battle” to free up my schedule to run D&D.

Heaven help me, I’m feeling the urge to run Dungeons and Dragons again.

cw: rant, negative about my day job, butts as metaphors 

Recognizing that my job is emotionally abusive, that I’m falling afoul of double standards that aren’t applied to other coworkers, and the hierarchy is so far up each other’s butts that trying to get things fixed will get me punished. Destiny seems to have given me a firm pat on the backside however as I’ve run into 3 coworkers from my last job today all eager to see me return to that office.

Preparing a speech to give before my next regular Invictus session: “Hey players, last session we had some issues with two or more of you talking at once and fighting for my attention as GM. My hearing is shot, and if you talk over one another I can’t understand anybody. Please respect each other’s spotlight time and my inability to process two voices at once, and if someone is speaking, wait for them to finish before announcing your action.”

Sound good? Need anything?

And bombarded with sexist remarks at the office Halloween potluck about how I can’t have made the dish I brought myself since men “don’t” cook. Yay.

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