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Being Alone, Bad, and Brains: swanjolras gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering is there anybody out there and hoping and guessing and magining because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to leam from them and to stop being the only people in the universe and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us- we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other people out there, we'd never get to meet them and then we built robots? and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go expioning, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own mage and maybe in a hundred years we won't be around any more, maybe yeah the planet will be a mess and well all be dead, and if other people come from the stars we wont be around to meet them and say hil how are you we're people, too! you're not alone any more!, maybe we'll be gone but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have names, and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what were they like? the robots can say, when they made us, they caled us discovery they called us cunosity they called us explorer, they called us spint. they must have thought that was important. and they told us to tel you hello. so wholesome
Being Alone, Bad, and Brains: swanjolras
 gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and
 wondering is there anybody out there and hoping and guessing and
 magining
 because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we
 wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we
 wanted to leam from them and to stop being the only people in the universe
 and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us-
 we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that
 we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a
 hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there
 were other people out there, we'd never get to meet them
 and then
 we built robots?
 and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and
 we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go
 expioning, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own
 mage
 and maybe in a hundred years we won't be around any more, maybe yeah
 the planet will be a mess and well all be dead, and if other people come
 from the stars we wont be around to meet them and say hil how are you
 we're people, too! you're not alone any more!, maybe we'll be gone
 but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have
 names, and if the other people come and say, who were these people?
 what were they like?
 the robots can say, when they made us, they caled us discovery they called
 us cunosity they called us explorer, they called us spint. they must have
 thought that was important.
 and they told us to tel you hello.
so wholesome

so wholesome

Being Alone, Bad, and Brains: swanjolras gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering "is there anybody out there and hoping and guessing and imagining because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to learn from them and to stop being the only people in the universe and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us-we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other people out there, we'd never get to meet them and then we built robots? and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go exploring, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own imagee and maybe in a hundred years we won't be around any more, maybe yeah the planet will be a mess and we'll all be dead, and if other people come from the stars we won't be around to meet them and say hi! how are you! we're people, too! you're not alone any more!, maybe we'll be gone but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have names; and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what were they like? the robots can say, when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us curiosity; they called us explorer, they called us spirit. they must have thought that was important and they told us to tell you hello 247,040 notes built in our image
Being Alone, Bad, and Brains: swanjolras
 gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering
 "is there anybody out there and hoping and guessing and imagining
 because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we
 wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to
 learn from them and to stop being the only people in the universe
 and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us-we
 got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we
 were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred
 years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other
 people out there, we'd never get to meet them
 and then
 we built robots?
 and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we
 pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go exploring, and
 of course they did, because we had made them in our own imagee
 and maybe in a hundred years we won't be around any more, maybe yeah the
 planet will be a mess and we'll all be dead, and if other people come from the
 stars we won't be around to meet them and say hi! how are you! we're people,
 too! you're not alone any more!, maybe we'll be gone
 but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have
 names; and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what
 were they like?
 the robots can say, when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us
 curiosity; they called us explorer, they called us spirit. they must have thought
 that was important
 and they told us to tell you hello
 247,040 notes
built in our image

built in our image

Apparently, Final Boss, and Party: thouartathaumaturgeharry G battlecrazed-axe-mage forgamers They should make a co- op game where you and a buddy go through many levels, leveling up and beating bosses But the final boss is each other You were my brother Player 2! crunchthedeerstroyer I one time did a campaign in DND where the entire party woke up in a trash heap, memories wiped, when a man in shining white armor approached them. He helped them up, healed them, and helped them escape what was essentially the dump and find their way into the sunlight. He told them of the tale of a wicked king of immense power who bargained for his abilities from a demon, hoping to save his kingdom, and succumbed to the evil after his wife died. The wife had a pearl necklace, and it was the man's duty to find those pearls, because they held a magic in them that could defeat the king This particular NPC was startlingly overpowered at first, right a long the levels of 6 while everyone else was just starting out, and he helped them along in the most dire situations, healing, defeating, and even resurrecting for them. There would be periods where he would be gone, and the party would have to face a crypt full of mummies together or dive into the deepest parts of the ocean and retrieve these milky white pearls that would give them the ability to help their friend and defeat the wicked king. Slowly, their memories came back to them, and that was a stark comfort for them, but the entire time, there seemed to be a piece missing After they retrieved 5 pearls (they broke the 6th one), they journied with the man to the wicked king's castle, and fought their way through endless ranks of guards, undead, demons, and even a lich, until they made their way to the sacred bed chamber of the king, that they all remembered the story of from before they had awoken in that garbage pile They opened the doors, only to find it empty save the usual furniture, marred by scratches and the ancient scrawl of demons. The man in the white armor sighed and walked into the bedroom. And his armor changed from white to pitch black, and the whole party remembered suddenly. That was the face of the wicked king, the face that smiled at them whenever he healed them, the face that looked stern as they suggested stupids things to find the pearls. Apparently, in lapses of the demon's control, the king had found a way to set him self up for defeat, by bringing his wive's pearls along with brave, powerful warriors. Every absence he felt was where he had to return to the demon's control and become the wicked king again, but he was determined to fight himself, to rid his own evil from the world, to end this curse of immortality and see his loved one again. I made the party fight the final boss, and they saw the eyes of a friend They all cried, and I am no longer allowed to DM for them. fuckyeahsnackables GLORIOUS. battlecrazed-axe- mage Excellent DMing! Source: forgamers 23,729 notes Great DD campaign
Apparently, Final Boss, and Party: thouartathaumaturgeharry
 G battlecrazed-axe-mage
 forgamers
 They should make a co-
 op game where you and
 a buddy go through many
 levels, leveling up and
 beating bosses But the
 final boss is each other
 You were my brother Player 2!
 crunchthedeerstroyer
 I one time did a campaign in DND where
 the entire party woke up in a trash heap,
 memories wiped, when a man in shining white
 armor approached them. He helped them up,
 healed them, and helped them escape what
 was essentially the dump and find their way
 into the sunlight. He told them of the tale
 of a wicked king of immense power who
 bargained for his abilities from a demon,
 hoping to save his kingdom, and succumbed
 to the evil after his wife died. The wife had a
 pearl necklace, and it was the man's duty to
 find those pearls, because they held a magic
 in them that could defeat the king
 This particular NPC was startlingly
 overpowered at first, right a long the levels
 of 6 while everyone else was just starting
 out, and he helped them along in the most
 dire situations, healing, defeating, and even
 resurrecting for them. There would be periods
 where he would be gone, and the party would
 have to face a crypt full of mummies together
 or dive into the deepest parts of the ocean
 and retrieve these milky white pearls that
 would give them the ability to help their friend
 and defeat the wicked king. Slowly, their
 memories came back to them, and that was
 a stark comfort for them, but the entire time,
 there seemed to be a piece missing
 After they retrieved 5 pearls (they broke the
 6th one), they journied with the man to the
 wicked king's castle, and fought their way
 through endless ranks of guards, undead,
 demons, and even a lich, until they made their
 way to the sacred bed chamber of the king,
 that they all remembered the story of from
 before they had awoken in that garbage pile
 They opened the doors, only to find it empty
 save the usual furniture, marred by scratches
 and the ancient scrawl of demons. The
 man in the white armor sighed and walked
 into the bedroom.
 And his armor changed from white to pitch
 black, and the whole party remembered
 suddenly. That was the face of the wicked
 king, the face that smiled at them whenever
 he healed them, the face that looked stern
 as they suggested stupids things to find the
 pearls. Apparently, in lapses of the demon's
 control, the king had found a way to set him
 self up for defeat, by bringing his wive's pearls
 along with brave, powerful warriors. Every
 absence he felt was where he had to return to
 the demon's control and become the wicked
 king again, but he was determined to fight
 himself, to rid his own evil from the world,
 to end this curse of immortality and see his
 loved one again.
 I made the party fight the final boss, and they
 saw the eyes of a friend
 They all cried, and I am no longer allowed
 to DM for them.
 fuckyeahsnackables
 GLORIOUS.
 battlecrazed-axe-
 mage
 Excellent DMing!
 Source: forgamers
 23,729 notes
Great DD campaign

Great DD campaign

Apparently, Final Boss, and Party: thouartathaumaturgeharry G battlecrazed-axe-mage forgamers They should make a co- op game where you and a buddy go through many levels, leveling up and beating bosses But the final boss is each other You were my brother Player 2! crunchthedeerstroyer I one time did a campaign in DND where the entire party woke up in a trash heap, memories wiped, when a man in shining white armor approached them. He helped them up, healed them, and helped them escape what was essentially the dump and find their way into the sunlight. He told them of the tale of a wicked king of immense power who bargained for his abilities from a demon, hoping to save his kingdom, and succumbed to the evil after his wife died. The wife had a pearl necklace, and it was the man's duty to find those pearls, because they held a magic in them that could defeat the king This particular NPC was startlingly overpowered at first, right a long the levels of 6 while everyone else was just starting out, and he helped them along in the most dire situations, healing, defeating, and even resurrecting for them. There would be periods where he would be gone, and the party would have to face a crypt full of mummies together or dive into the deepest parts of the ocean and retrieve these milky white pearls that would give them the ability to help their friend and defeat the wicked king. Slowly, their memories came back to them, and that was a stark comfort for them, but the entire time, there seemed to be a piece missing After they retrieved 5 pearls (they broke the 6th one), they journied with the man to the wicked king's castle, and fought their way through endless ranks of guards, undead, demons, and even a lich, until they made their way to the sacred bed chamber of the king, that they all remembered the story of from before they had awoken in that garbage pile They opened the doors, only to find it empty save the usual furniture, marred by scratches and the ancient scrawl of demons. The man in the white armor sighed and walked into the bedroom. And his armor changed from white to pitch black, and the whole party remembered suddenly. That was the face of the wicked king, the face that smiled at them whenever he healed them, the face that looked stern as they suggested stupids things to find the pearls. Apparently, in lapses of the demon's control, the king had found a way to set him self up for defeat, by bringing his wive's pearls along with brave, powerful warriors. Every absence he felt was where he had to return to the demon's control and become the wicked king again, but he was determined to fight himself, to rid his own evil from the world, to end this curse of immortality and see his loved one again. I made the party fight the final boss, and they saw the eyes of a friend They all cried, and I am no longer allowed to DM for them. fuckyeahsnackables GLORIOUS. battlecrazed-axe- mage Excellent DMing! Source: forgamers 23,729 notes Great DD campaign
Apparently, Final Boss, and Party: thouartathaumaturgeharry
 G battlecrazed-axe-mage
 forgamers
 They should make a co-
 op game where you and
 a buddy go through many
 levels, leveling up and
 beating bosses But the
 final boss is each other
 You were my brother Player 2!
 crunchthedeerstroyer
 I one time did a campaign in DND where
 the entire party woke up in a trash heap,
 memories wiped, when a man in shining white
 armor approached them. He helped them up,
 healed them, and helped them escape what
 was essentially the dump and find their way
 into the sunlight. He told them of the tale
 of a wicked king of immense power who
 bargained for his abilities from a demon,
 hoping to save his kingdom, and succumbed
 to the evil after his wife died. The wife had a
 pearl necklace, and it was the man's duty to
 find those pearls, because they held a magic
 in them that could defeat the king
 This particular NPC was startlingly
 overpowered at first, right a long the levels
 of 6 while everyone else was just starting
 out, and he helped them along in the most
 dire situations, healing, defeating, and even
 resurrecting for them. There would be periods
 where he would be gone, and the party would
 have to face a crypt full of mummies together
 or dive into the deepest parts of the ocean
 and retrieve these milky white pearls that
 would give them the ability to help their friend
 and defeat the wicked king. Slowly, their
 memories came back to them, and that was
 a stark comfort for them, but the entire time,
 there seemed to be a piece missing
 After they retrieved 5 pearls (they broke the
 6th one), they journied with the man to the
 wicked king's castle, and fought their way
 through endless ranks of guards, undead,
 demons, and even a lich, until they made their
 way to the sacred bed chamber of the king,
 that they all remembered the story of from
 before they had awoken in that garbage pile
 They opened the doors, only to find it empty
 save the usual furniture, marred by scratches
 and the ancient scrawl of demons. The
 man in the white armor sighed and walked
 into the bedroom.
 And his armor changed from white to pitch
 black, and the whole party remembered
 suddenly. That was the face of the wicked
 king, the face that smiled at them whenever
 he healed them, the face that looked stern
 as they suggested stupids things to find the
 pearls. Apparently, in lapses of the demon's
 control, the king had found a way to set him
 self up for defeat, by bringing his wive's pearls
 along with brave, powerful warriors. Every
 absence he felt was where he had to return to
 the demon's control and become the wicked
 king again, but he was determined to fight
 himself, to rid his own evil from the world,
 to end this curse of immortality and see his
 loved one again.
 I made the party fight the final boss, and they
 saw the eyes of a friend
 They all cried, and I am no longer allowed
 to DM for them.
 fuckyeahsnackables
 GLORIOUS.
 battlecrazed-axe-
 mage
 Excellent DMing!
 Source: forgamers
 23,729 notes
Great DD campaign

Great DD campaign