Black AOC

Chamomile(relaxation), lavender(relaxation), peppermint(nausea deterrent), and lemon(sore throats and the like). Catnip’s also kinda neat when tea’d; got an interesting flavor to it, but I’m not sure if there’s any therapeutic benefits to that.

Don’t y’all still have a blackface festival anyway; or am I thinking of one of your neighbors?

“and I’m a communist–”

“Today, the bourgeoisie and the opportunists within the labor movement concur in this doctoring of Marxism. They omit, obscure, or distort the revolutionary side of this theory, its revolutionary soul. They push to the foreground and extol what is or seems acceptable to the bourgeoisie. All the social-chauvinists are now “Marxists” (don’t laugh!).”

I don’t believe Americans are capable of such radical change-- or any radical change, for that matter. I genuinely don’t; and this country’s history would suggest that it likes to shoot down those who try to change it in the streets; so why would I stick my neck out like that for people I manifestly don’t trust and can’t believe in?

With settler-descendants the way they are now, the literal last thing I’m thinking about is sacrificing my life for one of theirs. There is no love in me for ‘my fellow countrymen’ anymore; just the constant shrieking instinct in the back of my head that y’all are unsafe and I need to get out of here before the jackboots start goosestepping down Main Street,

See, this is the kind of shit I’m talking about when I drag these pseudo-eugenicist techbros. How you gon classify who’s ‘great and greater’? Doming hammers, calipers, and speculae? You finna start talkin bout achilles heel lengths and skull dimples now? You know saying some downright ghoulish shit then deleting-and-running doesn’t make you seem any less ghoulish, right? “Oh, nah MS10k, life’s just split into the greats and not-greats and if you’re not-great you’re a fuckin serf to your betters” I sincerely hope you fuckin hear yourself someday

Absolutely. There is no hope or faith in me for settler-descent Americans; I literally think it’s more likely I die at the hands of a cop in this country than any other possible way. If I knew I’d never have to worry about the exorbitant exit tax, and knew I had a paying job and comfortable shelter on the other side, I’d go as far as to learn the lingua franca and never think about America again other than to “damn, I’m fuckin glad I got out of there before this NEW SHIT happened.”

But since the job market is a fraud in and of itself, techbros are by-and-large sociopathic ghouls, there isn’t a such thing as a boss that doesn’t steal enough of one’s paycheck week to week to make flight from America impossible, and most actually-existing socialist nations have lists of pre-existing conditions they don’t admit; that’s outside of my means, and ultimately an idealist waste.

But y’know, everyone who rightfully decried those fuckin things were just FUDing, right?

Guess not!

Entire reason when Roll20 became a thing, boi I jumped. Even then, it takes me long enough to vet people for Roll20 tables that I just don’t have the time to go sifting while I’ve still got coursework on my neck, otherwise I’d be looking for something now with all the character concepts already in my BG3 save folder.

I honestly don’t trust local game shops anymore after way back when I was first getting into DnD, during the 3.5 era, I’d wanted to run a CG Drow Warlock. This character sheet got laughed out of my local, and I developed a blistering ten-year hatred for the very concept of Drizz’t Do’urden as a result for how often the sheet got accused of ‘aping’ a character who doesn’t even fit the archetype I’d designed.

That whole thing was what sent me into learning Pathfinder a few years after-- but I won’t bullshit. BG3 has me considering going back and giving it another try what with 5e’s changes to the system. Just… Never a brick and mortar local, ever again.

Full Metal Jacket.

We might only hope this regulatory body has more teeth than their Amerikan counterparts. Otherwise, these megacorps will just pay the fine-- which will no doubt be seen as little more than “the cost of ‘doing business’” for them.

Oh gee, if it isn’t the consequences of Huffman and his board’s actions

Oh, yes please. Not enough of my homies are into DnD, and I don’t go back to reddit anymore, so I’ve just been tamping down how I feel about this game lately.

MAY YOUR WOES BE MANY, AND YOUR DAYS FEW.

That’s just her goddess talking, she’ll grow out of it

Which is kinda funny-- I’ve been sensing more Alisaie energy off Shadowheart than Astarion. Astarion’s what happens when you let Alphinaud become a fang junkie.

You’re literally attracted to red flags, and that’s gonna color how you interact with the world if you don’t dodge it. You’re better off following your attraction to men; somehow, against all odds, you manage to dodge the cheaters on that side of the baseball diamond.

I’d rather comrades than liberals where my home instance is concerned; but I didn’t have a temperature gauge for what hexbear posted like. Might make a hexbear alt in case something happens to the grad, tho; they’re good folks so far.

That’s the best way to take a single campaign and make it into a long-running universe. The last multi-year, same-story table I was a part of wound up spanning outwards specifically because one of the players did some shit way back at the end of Campaign #0 to spawn a demigod or two, which resulted in a world-seeding of demis on some Exalted-type shit. I miss it some days.