You won't like me when I'm Engery.

How Dungeons and Dragons is endorsing the darkest parts of the RPG community


Note: The people named in this article have a history of harassing their critics. As such I have chosen to keep my sources and any traceable information they have given me anonymous to protect them.

Three weeks ago the 5th edition of Dungeons and Dragons came out. D&D is the iconic tabletop role playing game, so a new edition is a big deal. It’s one of the few times that the small, insular pen and paper community gets noticed by the rest of the world. Many game websites have talked about it, notably Polygon’s piece on gender inclusive language. Yet at the same time as D&D tries to appeal to those outside the gender binary, it has been driving them away by employing two of the most toxic personalities in tabletop gaming.

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I’m actually really bummed to read about all of this. I enjoyed I Hit it with My Axe when it was on the Escapist, but this definitely sours all of that, as well as 5e a little bit. Fortunately, even though I’d hate to support people who act like that, I don’t think the questionable creators have ever been scrutinized for their actual knowledge of the game or design prowess.

It’s worrisome…

When one of your Tumblr friends hasn’t done anything in a few days, and they’re usually really active, and I have an overactive imagination… 

I’m pretty sure they’re dead.

This week will not be fun.

So, I’m about to have a bunch of tests done and probes probed to figure out what’s wrong with my guts. I may not be allergic to wheat after all, but I might have an ulcer or a tumor or something. I find out on Tuesday.

On Thursday, I get all four of my impacted wisdom teeth out.

I should mention that I’m horribly phobic of needles, and several of these procedures involve blood being drawn or IVs being placed, so we’ll see if I go into shock this time.

Anyway, I’m feeling like more of a sad sack than usual, so send me some good vibes. I’ll be sure to tell the blogosphere if I have cancer.

Check out this little dude. Chilling in my salad. The restaurant sure is lucky that I love insects.

Check out this little dude. Chilling in my salad. The restaurant sure is lucky that I love insects.

I never post about vaping, but…

Cosmonaut from People’s Vape is some crazy shit and if you’re into that sort of thing, definitely check it out. It’s some Lychee berry creamy tea insanity with banana on the exhale and I have no idea why it’s named after Russian spacemen. Currently using an Aspire Nautilus on an iTazte MVP v.2 if you care about that sort of nerdy crap.

Also, I don’t recommend anyone getting into vaping if you don’t smoke, but I like it a lot better than my old habit, and it’s theoretically healthier, so there’s that. Just don’t get into nicotine if you can help it, that shit ruins lives. I wish I never had.

But this vape is delicious for all you other junkies out there.


he who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not start playing dnd as one - friedrice nicesheep

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I am quite drunk. Life is good, though not necessarily for that reason. Thank you for making all this worth it.


how i feel about the forums

This is the party pooper guy, right? This is fucking hilarious.

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This is unexpectedly not about make-up haha

reblogged before it was even finished.


I don’t wear makeup, but this is pretty neat.

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no one will ever understand the deep fucking connection I have with this film

For real though

Ok guys I need to talk about this movie.

The Breakfast Club came out in 1985 and to this day is, in my opinion, one of the greatest damn movies ever to barely even have a script.

During the famous “dance” scene, Molly Ringwald, who played the “princess” Claire, was supposed to a small little dance by herself, but she was shy so all of them did some dancing together, creating one of the most famous film scene’s to date. It was improvised.

During the scene in the film where the characters sat down and told why they were their, there was NO SCRIPT. John Huges told the cast to sit there and improvise why they thought their characters were there, creating that heart wrenching scene everyone could relate to.

EVERYONE can relate to this movie and thats the best damn thing. 

On March 24, 1984, five students entered a detention room thinking it was just another Saturday. Before the day was over, they broke the rules, bared their souls, and touched each other in a way they never dreamed possible.


I didn’t know that. Interesting. Mostly reblogging for justanotheremily.

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