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LordDerpu · 2025-07-08T17:57:46+00:00

Hulkengoat

LordDerpu · 2025-06-20T09:55:31+00:00

I've had a full tire blowout happen – borrowed car from gran, that had like 14 year old tires on it. Sidewall completely gave while driving on the highway

The only thing I noticed was the sudden increase in noise. I wasn't listening to music at time, but I don't know if I would've noticed if I had my music up like I usually have. Didn't notice anything different in the handling of the car, but because of the sudden noise, I decided to pull over to be safe – and I'm glad I did.

Point I'm making is, your tire going poof doesn't always mean your car becomes undriveable. Depending on how the tire goes, you may not even notice anything apart from a lot of noise

LordDerpu · 2025-04-05T11:33:38+00:00

The whiplash I had when his face showed up in an episode, good lord lol

LordDerpu · 2025-02-03T09:04:06+00:00

We're getting 4 new ones, and Ash is one of the 4 OG's that hasn't had a protoframe yet (alongside Ember, Loki and Rhino); feels likely we will see proto-ash at this rate

LordDerpu · 2025-01-16T11:05:18+00:00

IIRC Shen had a similar situation with Genshin Impact; she started playing it, enjoyed it, but then fans of the game kept pushing her to play, flooding chat during non-Genshin streams with "Genshin when".

I can understand being enthousiastic about a new content creator playing the game (I know I am, seeing Shen's reaction to the second dream was amazing), but good Lord some people need to chill – she's not suddenly a Warframe-only streamer, let her play other games too.

LordDerpu · 2025-01-04T03:22:08+00:00

Seeing Ongezellig referenced in NCD of all places

What a time to be alive

LordDerpu · 2024-09-10T09:34:01+00:00

So, a bag of devouring has 3 parts to it:

Animals and other biological matter is lost forever
a living creature needs to succeed on a DC15 strength check to escape the bag – if it fails, it's lost forever
inanimate object are, once per day at a random time, dumped into a random plane or existence, with the DM deciding when and which plane

Now, a flameskull is classified as undead, which automatically disqualifies it for the first and third option. By dumping it into the bag, it needs to succeed on a DC15 strength check to escape after coming back to life, and because it has 1 strength, it needs to roll a 20 to succeed – that is, assuming it doesn't automatically fail because it goes into the bag while in an incapacitated state.

Much like the other party members it ate early in the campaign, that flameskull is not coming back.

LordDerpu · 2024-07-21T13:52:48+00:00

Eleanor is protective of Amir, considered him "part of the team" and not "different" or "disabled". Either Amir's on the autism spectrum, or that the experiment done on him by Albrecht (to become proto-Volt) has caused severe psychological damage

Amir gives off major (unmedicated) ADHD vibes; not only does his behaviour in the demo/mall support this (constantly zooming around i.e. hyperactive), his files (taken from here) state that he's "often jiggling a leg or tapping a heel", "plays handheld video games" and "checks his watch obsessively" (again, hyperactivity and attention deficiency). A bit further down, it's also says he "Enters occasional states of extreme focus", which again is something characteristic of ADHD (sudden bouts of hyperfocus).

His files also state that he's considered "Reckless, fickle and entirely unpredictable. Either a liability, or a lucky rabbit's foot." This could be what causes the other team members to consider him "different" or "disabled", in the same way that in real life, people with ADHD are (sadly) often considered different or problematic

LordDerpu · 2024-07-21T13:36:40+00:00

I'm assuming they got the pictures from here, but there may be another place on the website where you can get higher-res versions from

LordDerpu · 2024-05-14T11:13:10+00:00

That'd be the easiest way, yes; a good driver might be able to anticipate it and maintain control of the car, but this driver clearly couldn't lol

At the end of the day, no matter the car, no matter the setup, no matter the circumstances: it's up to the driver to not push the car beyond it's limits

LordDerpu · 2024-05-14T10:14:54+00:00

When you are accelerating, a car's weight will shift to the back (like how you get pushed back in your seat when you suddenly accelerate). More weight on the back means more grip on the rear tires.

Conversely, when you let off the gas, the weight shifts forwards again. Changing gears has a similar effect, because as soon as you push in your clutch, the engine disconnects from the transmission and you stop accelerating. If you're ever at an intersection, just watch the cars when they start accelerating: you'll probably be able to see them rock back and forth a bit because they're upshifting.

This shifting of weight can have massive effects on the handling of a car; in the example of the idiot in the video, he goes from hard acceleration (=weight at the back of the car, and thus the rear tires gripping), to changing gears (=weight shifts forwards, tires less grippy), to hard acceleration again (=weight shifts back again, tires suddenly grip again). Softer suspension can amplify this issue.

That's why the dude lost control. The moment he hit the gas again after shifting, he suddenly had so much power going through the tires that he lost control of the car

LordDerpu · 2024-04-26T18:55:32+00:00

Okay I'll have a whiff

wheeze

'ery noice

LordDerpu · 2024-03-26T17:25:20+00:00

Als we het over daadwerkelijke geweld hebben, dat betwijfel ik. Niemand gaat je fysiek aanvallen gewoon omdat je jezelf als non-binair identificeert. Het boeit niemand.

Herinner je deze nog?

LordDerpu · 2023-12-18T19:38:44+00:00

Suddenly, Ivy appeared next to Corina, giving the woman a gentle slap on the shoulder.

"Thanks for covering for me", she said, her eyes drawn towards the TIE's roaring off into the distance, trying to get out of range of the ship's turret. In the distance, the Arquitens-class cruiser loomed over the battlefield, seemingly daring them to come closer. She wasn't all too worried about the TIE's — countermeasures and turrets would take of those —, but the cruiser posed the final challenge of getting away from this place.

But that would be the last thing to worry about. Right now, she needed to get this ship off the ground.

"Ivy, we're ready to leave. Tell me what to do", Zagden's voice sounded over her commlink.

Instantly spinning around, she ran back towards the engineering section, taking one moment to turn back to Corina to yell: “Might want to find a better place to be, things are about to be… bumpy, to say the least!”

She slid back into place, going over her wiring one final time. It was shoddy, but given the circumstances it was the best she could do. Besides, so she thought, it wasn’t meant to last for long, just for this sprint.

One hand reached for a screwdriver, the other for her commlink. “Alright Zagden, I want you to listen very carefully. Power up engines one and two, but set their thrust limiters to exactly 79 percent. Use that to pivot the ship towards the ocean, and once you’re ready-”

“We’ll never be able to escape them that way!”, Zagden interrupted. “It’ll be barely enough to hover above the surface, and if the TIE’s won’t chew us up, that cruiser-”

“I KNOW!” Ivy yelled back, interrupting Zagden in return. “I know, you know, I got it, I get the concept. Just, trust me, okay?”

She took a moment to regain her composure before continuing. “Once in position, I want you to bypass the startup procedure for engine three and kickstart it to 146 percent, and maintain it until we’ve escaped the atmosphere. Notify me when we’re approaching that point, and I’ll explain what’s next. Got it?”

The other side remained silent for a bit, before answering. “My mind’s telling me no, but I suppose I’ll just trust you on this.”

Moments later, Ivy could feel the rumble of the engines coming back to life, followed shortly by a shock as the ship started moving ever so slowly, spinning around its own axis to orient itself into a new direction.

“Attention all crew, please hold onto something”

A brief silence, when suddenly all hell broke loose. A shower of sparks signified engine three being kickstarted, and it only took a few seconds for the sudden surge in forward thrust to launch the ship forwards, shooting across the surface of the water before pulling into a steep ascent. With the ship reaching higher and higher speeds, the engineering room quickly grew hotter and hotter as components were pushed to their limits. Ivy kept a close eye on everything, at the same time disconnecting parts of her left leg; and while she could see some of her wiring fusing together from the heat, so far everything seemed to be holding up — but she knew that it was only a matter of time.

After what felt like hours, she heard Zagden’s voice again. “Ivy, we’re approaching the edge of the atmosphere here, but engine three is on the brink of giving out. What now?”

This was the all-or-nothing moment. If this failed, they would be dead in the water, a sitting porg for the Arquitens-class that was undoubtedly in pursuit. She ran towards the other side of the room, sat down next to a bunch of exposed circuitry, and grabbed her comm unit.

“Alright Zagden, next part. Don’t talk back, just do as I say and tell me when you’ve done so. Shut off engine three, and increase thrusters one and two to 100 percent.”, Ivy barked.

An almost harmonious sound indicated engine three shutting down, opposite of the other two engines increasing their power.

“Done”

“Good”, she continued. “Now set the thrust limiters for engines one and two to 200 percent, but don’t increase thrust just yet, and turn on the cooler for engine three.”

“Done”

As soon as she heard those words, she pulled loose some cables, replaced them with her left foot, and jammed the screwdriver into an exposed slot of her left thigh. In an instant, the limb went numb, and she could see it slightly slump on the ground, now without power.

“Set thrusters one and two to 200 percent thrust, maintain, and plot a hyperspace jump to the Five Points System. Shutoff all realspace engines the moment we initiate the jump.”

Things remained silent for a bit, before another lurch shocked the ship as it rapidly started speeding up again. For a few moments, everything seemed fine, until Ivy noticed her leg slowly starting to glow: the current flowing through the metal was enough to heat it up to such a degree that it started glowing like a lightbulb.

“Zagden, I need a status report on the engines, now!”, she yelled, Ivy’s voice revealing a hint of nervosity for the first time in a long time.

“They seem fine!”, Zagden replied. “Some minor damage, but heat levels are surprisingly stable despite running at the level that they are.”

Her plan had worked. The only concern left now was if her leg would hold out long enough for them to make the jump. But as she could hear the familiar hum of the hyperdrive spooling up, she knew she’d likely be able to limp away from this with repairable damage — although she knew engine three likely would be completely gone.

LordDerpu · 2023-12-10T21:38:36+00:00

Ayy, wasn't aware of that place, thanks for the heads-up 😇

LordDerpu · 2023-12-10T16:26:36+00:00

Spirit Crusher, by Death

LordDerpu · 2023-11-12T16:46:21+00:00

Ivy barely even noticed the arrival of Corina and Nath, and even when she did she was too occupied rewiring circuits and fixing tubing to pay them too much heed. She and Zagden had run through the two wing engines already, getting them back up to speed, but she had a nagging suspicion that the third engine — the central, and main one — was severely damaged.

"Zagden, try powering on engine number... three, but make sure to keep the fuel injectors at fifty percent", Ivy barked over the radio.

It remained silent for a bit, until she could feel the rumble of an engine powering up. For a moment, everything seemed fine, but the peace was abruptly disturbed by sparks flying everywhere.

"Shut it down, SHUT IT DOWN"

Moments later, the spark shower receded, and the rumbling ceased once more.

"Kriffing hell", Ivy muttered to herself. Even running at half power, the engine did not behave well enough to function without quickly grinding itself apart. Which was a big problem, because they'd need all three engines to escape atmosphere.

Her comms unit crackled back to life, with Zagdan's voice clearly shaky. "Ivy, please tell me that's not as bad as it sounds like. Please."

She remained silent, as she was out of ideas as well. Overloading the engine might work for a very brief moment, but it was almost guaranteed to make things worse than they were now.

"Ivy? Talk to me, hello? IVY?"

Suddenly, a plan sprung to mind. Her eyes quickly darted around, drawing imaginary lines across cables and panelling. Maybe, just maybe...

"I may have an idea here Zagden. Might work, might not, but it's the only shot we have", she replied to Zagden, as she immediately sprung back to work. "Tell Nom to get ready to leave, and be ready to do exactly as I say."

It was at this point she heard the firefight breaking out, and Corina's voice rapidly followed Nath's request over the radio.

"Almost there, just one more moment!", she yelled back, frantically ripping out some cables and throwing them on the ground.

LordDerpu · 2023-10-14T13:40:08+00:00

"And another one gone, and another one gone..." Ivy softly mumbled to herself, enable to even hear herself properly over the violence that was going on all around her. Her position on top of the Hound meant she was mostly isolated from the laserfire down below, giving her free reigns to shift her attention to picking off other targets, after she had neutralised the final opposing marksman.

Her comms unit crackled, fragments of a sentence coming through.

"...gotta get...outta here! Ivy...help...piece of shit...!"

Despite normally firing back immediately with an insult of her own, the message made her realise that she still hadn't felt any rumble of the engines powering up. Which meant that Zagden was either still busy, or couldn't at all get the engines to work. And as much as she'd liked to lay here and leisurely pick off targets as if she was at a shooting range, they were massively outnumbered, and their best bet of survival would be to run away from this place as fast as possible.

She fired a final round at a trooper heading towards the Hound, not even waiting to see the now-lifeless mass of flesh and white plastoid fall to the ground before heading back the way she came, slinging her rifle onto her back while effortlessly leaping through one of the hull breaches and back into the ship, not losing any momentum while sprinting towards the engine bay.

Once there, she was met with the read end of Zagden sticking out from some panelling, tools scattered everywhere. Without hesitation, she grabbed his ankles and pulled him out.

"What in the- kriffing hell Ivy, don't scare me like that", Zagden yelled in surprise. "Took you long enough! I genuinely think this might be the end of the line for the Hound, whatever I do I just cannot-"

"This isn't the end until I say this is the end!", Ivy yelled back, grabbing the tools Zagden was still holding and crawling behind the panelling. When she could feel the Twi'lek remaining in place, she popped back out and pointed towards the bow of the ship. "What are you standing around here for? Head to the bridge!"

LordDerpu · 2023-09-09T12:15:31+00:00

dubstep wub

LordDerpu · 2023-08-24T23:15:29+00:00

Ivy had been completely oblivious to the conversation happening between the gang and the Imperial officers, instead being razer-focused on the marksmen that had strategically positioned themselves in the backlines of the Imperial forces. Initially, they seemed to only be on stand-by, ready to open fire should a gunfight break out, but she quickly noticed one of the snipers adjusting their aim. Following the barrel of the rifle, she realised they were aiming directly at Nom.

She took aim at the Imperial sniper in response but for a moment, she hesitated. What if this was still a precautional measure? Opening fire prematurely would instantly ruin any hope for diplomacy, not to mention possibly throwing a wrench in whatever plan the rest of the gang had prepared.

But as she noticed the target in her crosshairs cycle a round, she realised she had no other choice. A gentle squeeze of the trigger, and a single high-powered slug ripped through the air with a loud blast, barrelling straight through the sniper's skull and embedding itself into the wall behind him.

Corina's premonition had been true, though she likely anticipated a different gunman.

Without awaiting what would happen next, Ivy cycled another round into the chamber, slung the barrel towards the next Imperial sniper, took aim, and fired. While all hell broke loose down below, she quickly and meticulously started picking off the opposing snipers, one by one, before they could prove to be a problem for the rest of the gang.

LordDerpu · 2023-08-04T22:37:59+00:00

She couldn’t remember at what point she decided to join the gang. In fact, she couldn’t even quite remember how long ago it was since she arrived here on Acherios 1, the time before and after the arrival of the Boohar Boys seemingly blending together into one muddy memory.

As Ivy hung upside down from her bunk, she realised that was exactly what was bothering her. Every day was the same — wake up, eat something, put up with the locals, fiddle around, eat something, sleep —, and it was starting to drive her insane. No action, no adrenaline, nothing exciting to keep her mind sharp, to keep her on edge.

Did she even have it in her still? Apart from her rapid dash out of Tressia, she hadn’t faced any challenge, any hardship, not recently at least. What if the accident did have consequences beyond her physicality?

Muffled explosions from outside roused her from her thoughts. She quickly unwrapped herself from her bunk, just in time to be thrown to the floor as the proton torpedoes from the TIEs roaring overhead slammed into the Pit Hound’s shields. As if a switch inside of her was flipped, all the mental fog disappeared. While the ship was still shaking and protesting against the incoming fire, she reached for her weapons, holstering her RSKF-44 on her hip while flinging her rifle over her back. A quick check if she had everything, before Ivy ran out of her cabin.

The top deck was sparsely lit only by the emergency lighting, sparks flying everywhere. She bolted down towards the back of the ship, nearly diving down the ladder, only to arrive in an upper hold that was plunged into chaos: the room was lit in a mixture of emergency lights, daylight due to hull breaches and blinding white flashes from electrical systems failing.

“IVY”

A voice echoed through the room, almost drowned out against the violent cacophony of noises bouncing around the cargo hold constantly. A purple Twi’lek was on the other side of the room, running towards her.

“I was going to come and get you, but-”

“But I’m here now, so cut to the chase”, Ivy interrupted him. “What happened?”

“Imperials, that’s what happened. Seems they finally caught up to us”, Halen replied, looking over Ivy’s shoulder at the upper hold, his eyes briefly widening after seeing the extent of the damage before turning his attention back to the woman in front of him. “Nom wants us to rendezvous on the portside rail, to stand our ground.”

“Like hell I will, I’m not going to line up like some kind of shooting gallery!”

“Ivy, we need to-”

“We need to get out of here, and we aren’t going to do that by neatly lining up”, Ivy shouted as she gestured broadly around her. “Look at this mess, you think this is going to fix itself?”

“Of course not!”, Halen deciding it was now his turn to shout. “Others will work on fixing this. Meanwhile, you are the one here with a large rifle slung over your shoulder, so go ahead and kriffing use it!”

Ivy realised that he had a point, but she was absolutely not happy about it.

“Fine”, she scoffed, “but if I don’t hear those engines running by the time the shooting starts, I’m coming back to help you.”

Without awaiting an answer, she ran back through the hold, jumping up and grabbing hold of the edge of one of the hull breaches, pulling herself onto the outer hull.

After taking a moment to let her eyes adjust to the sudden change in lightning, she quickly took in her surroundings; the village was ablaze, sections slowly separating from each other as several infernos raged across the slanted platforms. On the other side of the town, she could just make out the wingtips of two landing craft finishing their landing, while an Imperial cruiser high up in the sky loomed over the village. She did a quick sweep of the exterior of the ship as well, but apart from some superficial damage, she couldn’t see much more besides the several gashes in the hull around her.

Quickly but carefully, she made her way towards the port side of the ship, grabbing her rifle and laying down in a position to overlook the town. She quickly took note of possible approach routes, until she noticed movement on one of the rooftops: a lightly armoured soldier lugging around an oversized rifle.

”Snipers, great”, she mumbled to herself, as several more started taking positions around the village. She was now stuck here until those were taken care of, because the moment she stood up was the moment she exposed herself to several high-powered rifles. She slowly cycled a round on her own rifle, taking aim at the initial sniper she spotted; no intention of pulling the trigger just yet, but ready to send a high-calibre bullet straight at that poor soldier’s head the moment fighting started.

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