Got back from the con, went to Virginia for a week, am back and crafting & writing (while being hounded by parents who can’t decide whether they want me employed or stuck in the house forever), and tonight a friend and I are going to a bar at midnight to talk about life
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Falling in love with yourself first doesn’t make you vain or selfish, it makes you indestructible.
Things I’ll teach my children (via avvfvl)
You know how in dreams you normally can’t fight? Like your fists move in slow motion and nothing works?
Last night I wrenched a rifle out of a killer’s hands, and when it misfired I just switched my grip and used it as a club to beat the whole group of them to death.
*screech of victory*
Two sketches of a character from my first ever time playing an RPG at a con. It was neat playing with strangers and using a system I was totally unfamiliar with, but having a buddy to take the plunge with me made it really worthwhile. Also the GM was really friendly and enthusiastic about teaching me about DMing, so it was also a good learning experience!
Chalur is a Rista (sort of a were-leopard) bureaucrat/assassin with very, very few fucks to give if no money is involved. From the Wild Side system, game played at Connecticon.