He is genuine in every way except one.
He is genuine in every way except one.
After a long night of work, coming home to him is the best part of the day. 🙂
DMing for the first time
DMing, is hard. I knew this even before signing up. It’s a known fact that running a table-top rpg like Dungeons and Dragons is hard, especially when you’re only friends with maybe half of the room. When I say room, I mean a restaurant’s room we rented out.for everyone. Usually we have about four tables during our slow nights and the other week they sent out a text looking for some more DMS. I, being half asleep and at work, responded since I have been mulling it in my mind for a bit. They accepted with much exclamation. (!!)
It didn’t really set in until my two friends started to talk about it maybe an hour before at our school. (We hung out beforehand because ONE of us has class) Suddenly I was sooo nervous, looking at my highlighted and color-coordinated notes of the adventure and thinking “it’s not enough!”
It was. It was just enough.
DMing went fine. Sure I mixed up the story a bit and had to fix it, but I write and have to do that all the time. The monsters’ attacks I messed up because I had TWO barbarians that when raging (HARD) their damage is different. Oh! And in Part two I saw a note about something they should have gotten by then, and had to very much improvise.
It all went well! I swear! The players didn’t notice and neither did the two DMs watching me. (One at my table playing and one casually checking on me) So either I was really lucky or I actually did good. I’ll believe either. Still, I can’t wait to DM again, though it will maybe twice a week on the lower count days. I’ll be happy either way.
Dorothy – Wicked ones
I can’t explain how disappointed I keep being with the franchise of Descendants. Disney knows better.
You could have been waiting a day
You could have been waiting a month
You could have been waiting a year
You could have been waiting years
You could have been waiting lifetimes
You could have been waiting forever
None of it seems to matter when you find that one piece that completes you, whether you like it or know it. Whether you could completely imagine yourself with them or didn’t even know about them. It’s almost like the world starts spinning a bit slower, or maybe I just made it sound slower so I could have more moments.
Lucifer: Did you?
Giovannii: 🙂 The world will never know, but it was completely worth it.
As soon as the doors were closed, Lux let out a yell.
“I’m going to lose it!” He collapsed against the chaise and threw his hands up.
Ela sighed and nodded slowly. “I don’t blame you.”
She glided to the seat next to Lux, patting his thrown-out hand. Suddenly Lux’s voice screeched out.
“Mirna! Mirna, Get in here!”
Instantly the doors opened and two ladies waltz in. The lead was the taller, coming near the height of Lux himself. Her dark hair naturally curled itself in long huge tendrils. Her glassy brown eyes sparkled as she smiled at the prince.
Behind her was a slightly smaller girl with the same nightly hair. Though naturally straight, it came down to the same length. They were matching outfits styled with black plaited skirts, button shirt down shirts and black blazers. Clean with sharp edges, their steps were matched as they walked in.
“Moja visina” They bowed in unison. (***)
“Mirna! Please say you have something! I can’t actually go!” Lux yelled.
Ela sighed with one of the girls, the one with the straight hair, stood by her side. “Don’t listen to him. He’s just nervous.”
Lux sat up with a glare directed at her. “I am not nervous. School hasn’t changed in the last hundred years.”
“Then it’s the people there that you’re afraid of.” Mirna answered in a flat tone.
Everyone looked at her, Ela worried and Lux with his mouth wide open. After a moment, Mirna’s sister spoke up.
“Don’t worry, we’ll be right by your side. No one will punch you in the face.” She reassured.
“How about a sword through my heart?” Lux stared the girl down, his face no longer as intense.
The room was quiet. Mirna sat beside him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. “I won’t let that happen. I promised your father that nothing would happen to you.”
He pulled away from her and stared at a painting off to the side. “He doesn’t care. Now on earth, he doesn’t care. I’m nothing more than a pawn for him to move about.”
“He does care.” Ela rebutted quickly.
The other two girls turned to her. Lux didn’t. He kept staring at the painting. Ela sat by his legs and waited for him to notice her. He turned immediately.
“Your choice is still yours, and that’s what makes him anxious. But in the end-”
“My choice affects everyone we’ve ever come to know.” He finished coldly. The room stayed silent. He looked to Mirna. “Everyone that followed me through the fall, the retribution and war, it’s now all on me to fix that.”
“But it’s your choice.” Mirna answered softly.
Lux shook his head. “What choice?”
(***) Translation : My Highness
I love the show Lucifer. It makes me laugh, makes me feel in ways I didn’t want to.
But among it’s brilliance, one thing bugs me. Lucifer himself in the Cain storyline in season two. All he does is complain that his father doesn’t listen to him, and yet watches all and is the person behind everything. Still, then he is constantly calls his dad’s attention right before doing something dickish. Like when he was going to hell to grab Abel’s soul and bring it back. Yeah, Cain and Abel.
So, he makes a big deal that it will make his dad furious and then right before he flies real fast to grab the soul, he calls for his dad. That’s like me calling for my mother before breaking the pyrex (China glassware) right in front of her.
He’s a big boy and yet he constantly does this. I get it though. It suppose to prove him wrong in the sense as, “No god is listening to you” stick but still! It’s humorous and it makes me furious at the same time, but that’s the devil for ya.I just want him to learn, is that so much to ask for?
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