Very patient of you
It sounds like you have a loving and supportive partner, which beats out an army of rats any day of the week! I think this was an incredible step in your journey and hope it leads you towards the life you want and deserve!
Ah, but that’s by design: it also acts as a soothing white noise machine.
Then you might point out the exhaust and all it’s associated wastes, but that’s by design: it produces a heady and aromatic product for recreational huffing.
Then you might point out the vibrations, but that’s by design: the engine also provides invigorating massages to relax taut muscles.
Yeah, of course! Because we’re all using… 👀
Nothing like a “stab-you-from-across-the-room” bayonet ❤️
This sounds very disgusting and I really hope it’s not as bad as I fear.
If you cast it so that it’s point of origin is 150ft away from you, then it would expand both 93ft towards you and 93ft away from you. By expanding 93ft towards you, there’d still be a gap of 57ft between you and the edge of the fireball. The farthest point edge of the fireball would be 243ft away.
So Fireball makes a 20ft radius sphere. That’s a sphere with a volume of 33,510.322 ft^3 A sphere 100 times bigger would be 3,351,032.2 ft^3 Such a sphere would have a radius of 92.832ft The range of fireball is 150ft, so you could safely cast it’s 100x magnitude counterpart. Of course this is a very simplified idea of what 100x magnitude fireball could do. For instance, does it do 100x the fire damage? ~2,800? That’s over 50.9x more than lava (which is ~55). Does that mean it’s 50.9x hotter than lava? Making it 35,630-61,080 C, 6-11x hotter than the surface of the sun? These calculations are all fast and loose as actual explosion calculations are too complicated for my little brain.
Odd imagery. Haven’t seen a piece quite like this. The wilting sunflowers, hornets (one of which is dead), failing sunlight as if a storm was coming, holes in the sweater, etc. It all conjures feelings of decay, or perhaps danger.
No doubt, but I guess I’d like to see more growth on her part rather than all her worse instincts always being vindicated by the world around her.
OMG! Will the Queen Faction’s prince try to marry MC and make their family the front line of the faction’s conflict? I’m incredibly invested in seeing where this goes.
The series is okay, the MC could be more likeable. I feel they’re underutilizing the otherwise interesting premise.
This is actually a really interesting one! It questions your faith in humanity. All everyone has to do is not pull the lever. If the remaining population of humanity is on the 33rd switch, then just 33 randomly selected people all have to not choose to kill anyone. But can you trust such a huge decision to a stranger? Will the person further down the tract trust them or kill more people to safeguard humanity?
Personally, I think one life is worth sparing humanity this risk of annihilation. I could live in a world where my life might be randomly sacrificed to safeguard humanity if it only happens once.
Map of a metro-like underground highway for a post-apocalyptic campaign
I'm making a campaign in a cyberpunk re-flavoured game of 5e. In it, the world has been destroyed and the remnants of society shelter in a massive underground highway. It was really fun and challenging making this sort of map! Of course, the best part was introducing obstacles Imagining how communities would form and react to such a maze-like world. I could practically see the various threads for stories popping out at me!
I dont understand the Min Roll 10 comment.
Other than that, this seems like a chance for your bard to shine! Perhaps they should get the limelight for this one? I’d adjust the DCs with the bard in mind but maybe play up the fact they can only try this because the rest of the party is doing their job in the fight by beating the boss down, etc. ?
That’s really cool! Not sure when I’d use it but sometimes randomly generated content like this can inspire you in other ways.
I “feel” like 3.5 had more spell components in spellcasting. It was fun to have my wizard keep pulling random shit from her component pouch - really added some flavour to spell casting.
I’m reminded of this limited time flavour of Lays potato chips: Cinnamon Bun. They warped my mind because, although they had the texture and consistency of a potato chip, they tasted just like a buttery cinnamon roll. I’m haunted to this day by their memory.
Ah yes, the most important thing is that we look like blocks while running our asses off. I often wish I had sleeves to dip into the piss, shit, and blood I deal with on the daily. God forbid patients are reminded it’s a woman digitally disimpacting them.
Fuck, I was reading this like “Was? He’s still alive, right? Right?” This is terrible news.