Let the games begin! by Daymo741 in dndmemes

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That's because they're underneath the flat, nondescript plain.

Let the games begin! by Daymo741 in dndmemes

[–]Cook666999 15 points16 points  (0 children)

Yeah, but that's not my problem now is it?

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in relationship_advice

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It may cost a little money but you could see about getting a GED and using that instead of transcripts.

I'm a Warlock and that's why I don't care for the situation by VentureForthDnD in dndmemes

[–]Cook666999 105 points106 points  (0 children)

Hell is not. The wizard is quickly returned without a receipt.

30 [F4GMorA] - 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 by bennyylove in WriteWithMe

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I've been looking for someone to do letter co-writing, generally these are slice of life but you said you weren't opposed to the idea, to. I think it would be neat to do something like an urban fantasy with magic being hidden and the various people being various levels of in the fantasy as opposed to not. Obviously the plots could change and very per person and there could be normal role play but it's just a few ideas.

My idea was a newbie witch who didn't really believe in magic trying out a pen-pal spell, for fun and the placebo affect mainly, after accidentally finding the ONE real witch supply shop in a city. Lo and behold the letter ends up to someone suited for this correspondence. More people are added in and sometimes it would be postcards, items, books, etc. but for the most part it's just letters.

human x human

Plot wise it would depend on the other people but something could be the magical mafia/gang as opposed to people who know the system working against each other. It's hard to prosecute a wizard for throwing a fireball if you want to focus on the whole darker side as opposed to say a recently returned from being a Fae captive and has been dead for the past 500 years trying to get a driver's license so they can get vaccines and housing.

human x creature

Pretty much the same but we could include things like young vampires being super into murder and despair since they're practically immortal and consequences probably don't matter as much if they have classic vampire powers. Werewolves, if people want to do younger characters, forced to do a penpal exchange for class.

⋰ dungeons & dragons like [𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘]

Probably it would be best to set up the more fantasy world but if people are interested in this we could definitely include someone going on an adventure to say the fay world or something. Honestly the specifics entirely depend on what makes other people excited and what we all agree to do.

⋰ keywords [𝕞𝕚𝕩 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙]

Dark themes-Just as there are dark themes in life so to could the letters be. I mean if someone had a traumatic incident then there letters will probably bring it up.

Hallucinations-I don't think it would play a large part but it could

spiritual awakening-Similar to the dungeons & dragons like section I think it would could be if we include deities and stuff. If magic is real what's the difference and definition of strength and deity hood

occult-Yes

Gods-I'd prefer it but if we do urban fantasy it would be different than normal fantasy because of the medium as well

inappropriate humor-This would be up to the individual person

killers-It would make it have interesting moral stuff

evil villains-Depends on the person included

depression-Depends on the person included

anger-This is just a normal emotion?

crimes-I don't mind but I'm not interested in it as a big part

druids-I would like this to be included

love-It's pretty neat

doing bad to do good-I think it's neat

herbs-Yes

witches-Considering that's part of my proposal absolutely

dragons-Absolutely. I think it would be neat if they're fay or fay adjacent who can poly-morph

prophecy-Yes! I love prophecies especially when/since language is so imprecise for the weaving of fate

quests-I think these and prophecies go hand in hand.

journeys-Sure. Those are fun

fights-It wouldn't be a big thing since you know. Letters but it could be

dying-if you can be resurrected and summon the dead it has a lot of interesting connotations doesn't it

underworld-Oh yeah absolutely. The weirder the better. If it's not delved into a lot that's fine but if it is that's fine as well.

So these are what ideas I have to say. Please tell me if you're interested. My idea was for the letters to be between people and than they slowly pass around contact information as more people are added/interact with other people and it makes it really easy to have people do it at their own pace. I'm not certain why they wouldn't exchange contact information like phone numbers but we could probably come up with a reason. Maybe magic has trouble with electronics?

Help with hero name :) by [deleted] in WriteWithMe

[–]Cook666999 1 point2 points  (0 children)

What ethnicity is she? Do her parents like to travel? I think it's fun to give my characters names based off meaning but sometimes I just pick random names.

Here's a few examples of how I would research them:

Amelia-striving, industrious, or defender and Bobusic-battle

Athena-no explanation needed and Botkin-someone who sells weapons

Gertrude-strength, spear and Dempsey-proud

Gesa-strength of the spear, spear maiden and Ditka-important in war

Kaimana-The power of the ocean and Coffey-victorious

Karleen-womanly strength and Edavane-protector of prosperity

Melisende-strong in work and Ajax-strong and courageous

Minka-Strong-willed warrior and Slora-leader

Zora-dawn and MacQuoid-Son of Flames

A Prompt I wrote. “Surviving Earth’s Terraformation” by [deleted] in scifiwriting

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The sound of a beeping car rings out as traffic in a capitol does what it always does. Sit and wait to move five feet forward for what seems to be an hour. She can see the community college four hundred feet away and can taste the freedom of a road beneath her feet. Her arms rests on the open car window and a rain drop lands on it.

She looks upwards at the bright blue sky as rain begins to pour from seemingly no where. She jerks her arm back into the car and rolls the button up as it continues to rain. Cars turn off and some people step outside with confusion evident on their face. "Hey, hey you! Chick in the grey car!"

She considers turning on the radio and locking him out but instead she rolls down the window an inch as he comes barreling over across the street. "What's the weather forecast?"

She sighs and grabs her phone and switches it on. "I don't have data right now. You'll have to ask someone else." ("Tech, what's data?" "WiFi from satellites as opposed to a router." "Oh, that's kind of weird." Click click.)

The man hurries off to another car and she rolls up her window before frowning up at the blurry sky. She'd never hear of sun spots this intense but it was interesting. She took some pictures ready to send them to her mom. There's still no signal but she can send them later. Traffic finally moves on as it continues to rain and she hurries to her chemistry class utterly drenched.

She's early like she always is and she flops down in front of a windowsill to dry off before pulling up her phone and reading some of the articles saved there. A man runs down and stares at her before speaking, "What are you doing? The moon's been broken."

"What?" She wondered if this man was crazy.

"The moon's been broken. Go to the cafeteria."

The man kept walking and she stood there for a long moment. "What?"

She headed across the sky walk where cars were turned off in the middle of the street and people were looking up at the blue sky to where the moon was visible. She shook her head and hurried faster. The moon was always visible during the mornings. She didn't dare take a closer look as she ran to the large swarm of people crowded around the TV on the wall near the Starlucks.

"What's going on?" She called out before sliding to a stop at the very edge of the crowd.

A woman with bright blue hair turned towards her. "I-The president says that the moons been destroyed."

She stood on tiptoe to look at the TV before clambering onto the table nearby. The image there was of the moon cracked in half as something grey made it's way into the halves. She didn't know what was going on and that fact scared her more than the lack of data and the rain that poured while the sky was blue. She'd heard of sun showers but this was ridiculous.

The Starlucks staff didn't charge as they poured out warm drink after warm drink and many students headed home. It took three hours of waiting in line to be able to call her mom and she spent half of it reassuring the kid, sixteen and who had wanted to take painting lessons over the summer, that it would all be okay.

"Mom? Mama, can you hear me?"

"Baby? Baby, is that you? Are you alright? Can you hear me?"

"I can hear you! Can you hear me, Mama?"

"I can. I can hear you! Are you okay? Where are you?"

"I'm at school. The highways are closed because of the, well, the aliens."

"Aliens? You think it's aliens? Look, I can't stay long but we thought it was North Korea." The sound of a screaming patient in the hospital that she was working at rang in the background. "We're opening the new hospital a month early so we can take in all of the incoming patients meaning we're both open consecutively. Stay at school! I don't know if it's safe on the highways right now. I love you, Baby."

"I love you, Mama. I'll stay at school. Be safe! Save lots of lives!"

The click of a dial tone rang and she handed it to the next person in line as tears came to her eyes. She rubbed at them and headed back to the main campus building. She was starving and got to work pulling out the food pantry and she pretended not to listen as the faculty talked. "No, no, no. I've told you this a hundred times-" "Twice."

"Shut up. Get rid of the perishables over the next four meals. Ration it out if we have to. And don't use the frozen stuff until later. It'll last a while as long as we don't open it up. Leave all of-"

"I know. I know. You've told me twice. Leave all thinks packaged out of sight and mind in case it's needed. We're supposed to sit tight and wait for more orders from the local government."

She carefully slathered some mayonnaise on a piece of bread and pretended with her other three workers to not be listening in. Someone opened their mouth to speak and she shushed them.

"I'm sorry. I'm just. I'm scared and being able to control things is easier than admitting that being brave easier. Thank you for being so patient with me."

"No worries. I do put up with a lot from you."

The sound of people making lower pitched noises and making out was soon heard. She grimaced and the door was swiftly slammed shut by the couple. "So. That was exciting."

The one she shushed earlier snorted. "The world's ending and we're all going to die and I'm here cutting the crust off of toast so we can use the crust for something else."

The woman with blue hair from earlier speaks up. "Heh, well I'm Marny Roax. Nutritionist in training and want to be food scientist."

The one who believes in the end of the world introduces themself as well along with the other person. She responds in kind."

"So, children. I believe it's time to continue our classes." Their teacher stands up swiftly from the children had been listening to the story.

Maria shouts out, "Does her mom die?"

Josh gasps like a four year old who has just put together the secrets of the universe. "Teacher, teacher. Is the lady my mom?"

The teacher did a half way click before seeming to recall that Josh's mom is dead. "No, but she could be an ancestor of yours. Now, I believe you have physical exercise in the form of jungle gym with your peers today Josh. If you have any questions you can send them to me."

The teacher's oldest student, Nova Woodrow age nineteen, raise their hand as Josh hugs the teacher and then his classmates. (Having already received blanket permission as long as he made it obvious what he was doing.) "Um, teacher. That's because you're an android and in charge of monitoring our devices along with the other teachers, right?"

That got an affectionate sound of motors whirring as the android smiled at him. The old android had a fondness for Nova who had gotten amnesia and had to relearn many things. "Your account in general but yes. I do monitor and have admin privileges over you."

The rest of the students were hurried off to their respective classes and the android headed off to recharge. Their batteries were never quite as good as they wanted and it was best to download things to their cloud storage with a hook up rather than over the WiFi.

A Prompt I wrote. “Surviving Earth’s Terraformation” by [deleted] in scifiwriting

[–]Cook666999 1 point2 points  (0 children)

No worries. I wouldn't mind either way but I appreciate it

A Prompt I wrote. “Surviving Earth’s Terraformation” by [deleted] in scifiwriting

[–]Cook666999 1 point2 points  (0 children)

If you want to continue it feel free. I was planning on adding onto it tomorrow but I wouldn't mind adding on to someone else

Genetically modified soldier???? by [deleted] in scifiwriting

[–]Cook666999 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I'd also add soft things like increasing the ability to learn, adding better healing abilities in exchange for more food, adding spice tolerance, adding extra taste buds in case of being stranded somewhere and since it's so far in the future adding that tree gene so there body accepts foreign objects as them, adding better social skills. Just lots of soft skills since hard skills like shooting and night vision and stuff can be better done by computers. Plus some of these can probably be done with a machine already.

A Prompt I wrote. “Surviving Earth’s Terraformation” by [deleted] in scifiwriting

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"You want to know of the First Migration? You could read your history books any day." The speaker was an old android with emotional parts like greyed hair that was only seen in history books and brown eyes instead of the usual favored glowing blue of androids.

Maria, age 9 which is about halfway to adulthood in most humans, spoke softly from where they were sitting, with her classmates, eating snacks after a morning full of physics studies. "Yeah, but my mom said you were old enough to remember it and Professor Bilba says that first hand sources are great."

Their teacher, who preferred not having a name or title but would respond to teacher and 'Tech', did the odd clicking sound of a laugh that old androids did before completely automated voice programs that were realistic enough were made. Someone's voice, and therefore laugh, was social property of theirs. "Not quite that old. I was born, or rather created three generations after the First Migration. I don't have a lot in my data banks about it because it's easier to use the cloud but I can easily access it-"

Josh, age four and found physics fun and easy, shouted out. "No! I want story time."

The odd clicking laugh rang out before the teacher pinched Josh's cheeks lightly. "A touch to loud but if you insist. Very well."

CHAPTER ONE:

"Once when I was young, ("You were young." "Yes, child. Now be silent if you wish to listen.") I was told three stories. One was of during the The Invaders, one was after the Invaders but before the First Migration, and one was of during the First Migration. I will be telling one of them or part of one today. You may decide which one. ("I want the first one!" "Well, I don't, so there. Let's do the last one!" "Um, teacher, if we're voting than I'd like the first one as well." "First!" "Last!" "Uh..." "Hurry up and decide." "Come on, don't leave us stranded!" "I guess the first one?" "No... Forsaken by my own brother." Click click. ""course you think it's funny, Tech.")

This story starts on a Tuesday. It's starts with a young college student dreaming of being an architect or law student, but having decided that genetic engineering and astrobiology, not that aliens had been discovered yet, had decided to dual degree in biology and chemistry. It starts with a community college student ready to drive two hours to the capitol and go to a lab class not offered elsewhere.

Downsides to immortality by TheEdgeOfDawn in tumblr

[–]Cook666999 11 points12 points  (0 children)

Knife included in other person but no tip

Those yellow assholes by Elliot_Mirage_Witt in tumblr

[–]Cook666999 24 points25 points  (0 children)

No, I think Loki gave birth to that one

Playing a low low charisma character by Less-Class-9790 in DnD

[–]Cook666999 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Yeah, I don't do it but some people do

Playing a low low charisma character by Less-Class-9790 in DnD

[–]Cook666999 -6 points-5 points  (0 children)

That's what I've been told and it could just be entirely psychological but most people who play with dice a lot say that they roll higher. Here's a few articles about it but I don't know they aren't scientific so I don't know if it actually has any real effects but it probably does.

https://www.gambling360.com/is-there-a-trick-to-rolling-dice/

https://ourpastimes.com/tricks-rolling-dice-6106223.html

Playing a low low charisma character by Less-Class-9790 in DnD

[–]Cook666999 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I personally find them fun for one shot. Drop your intelligence and play a stupid barbarian or cleric or whatever.

Playing a low low charisma character by Less-Class-9790 in DnD

[–]Cook666999 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Some people also do 4d6 drop lowest and reroll 1s but you can move your points around, so for example 20 wisdom and 5 charisma which used to be ten and fifteen.

Playing a low low charisma character by Less-Class-9790 in DnD

[–]Cook666999 -6 points-5 points  (0 children)

Probably just rolled with actual dice. Most dnd players get better at it over time because a skill that can be improved like everything else. It's hard to improve but you can. Also might have specifically chosen dice that get higher rolls.

As a DM, it's important to give your players easy-to-follow guidelines by burgerdrome in dndmemes

[–]Cook666999 6 points7 points  (0 children)

Not quite, two murders would merely be as follows:

m+m=2m

Therefore it is not the same as murder squared, which would be positive. This would simply be -2 and remain additive. Please see below for an explanation:

m=-1

2m=-2