this was the best joke of the whole show tbh
And what are these?
Evy & Jonathan Carnahan moments – requested by @mistress-light


*unintelligible yelling
doot doot
….well god bless America it happened. Thank you.
Hi! I’m relatively new to your blog and have to say I’m a huge fan already! Can you tell me a bit about your RP process? I’ve always been interested in it.
(( OOC: Y’all ready for this?
- has the urge to write but doesn’t know what
- writes. despairs. deletes everything
- has the urge to rp but doesn’t know who
- spends an hour on makeup. despairs. washes it all off
- spends six minutes on makeup. goes online. the world rejoices, requests that character every day for three months
- paces flat for two weeks attempting to plot out a script… nothing
- drives car for five minutes in the rain, fifteen part series is plotted before you even get to sainsbury’s
- gets home and sits down to write it. everything is gone. what is memory
- spends three days fact-checking full moon dates in 1976 because everyone will absolutely call you out on it if it’s wrong
- re-reads harry potter chapter for contextual reference. accidentally spends all night reading entire book
- script is finally finished two years later
- is horribly intimidated by own script and puts off filming for another year
- finally gets round to filming. spends four hours looking for gryffindor tie
- has left gryffindor tie in utah
- begins filming but changes half of the lines you spent two years refining
- what are pants
- realises curtains have been open the whole time and the entire street can see a strange bearded girl prancing round in a shirt and knickers
- “your storage disk is full”
- laptop crashes fifteen times
- unearths up repressed childhood trauma in order to fake cry
- doesn’t work, stares at a light bulb without blinking instead
- films three characters in one night because the lighting has to be the same in each gif, dammit
- does thirty takes for each line because hair keeps moving out of place
- gets uncomfortably intimate with a pillow wearing a wig
- cat knocks over lamp. the lighting is ruined. start over
- has forgotten coloured contact lenses. start over
- has forgotten the bloody SCARS. start over
- has an existential crisis at 3 in the morning whilst dressed in wizard robes
- passes out still in full cosplay and makeup
- wakes up, reviews footage from night before
- spends hours comparing two identical clips deciding which one to gif
- drags everything into imovie. imovie crashes twenty four times
- begins to really, really hate the sight of own face by now
- starts giffing process. imgflip crashes eighty two times
- must……be under…….3MB
- changes FPS thirteen times. gif is still 3.1MB
- starts constructing thread post. tumblr crashes eight hundred and sixty seven times.
- posts. waits.
- weeps at nice comments
- someone always wants to fuck the evil character
- notices glaring spelling mistake. throws laptop across room
- makes shit post about the moon. gains 26k notes in a day
- has another urge to write
- repeat
The End. ))
Breakfast during the Chamber of Secrets
Ron: Hey Ginny, what do you want to eat?
Tom Riddle: NO.
((Based on this vine))
So, how’s the Dark Lord’s second favourite pet doing?
Femrir: Now, I’m no pet… but at least I’m not second choice.
finally finished this print!! i’ll be selling these kids along with a whole lot of other merch at melbourne supanova this coming weekend, come say hi to kathy @anaeolist and i at table 42!
Next plan was to start lifting from the bottom!
Context: We’re in a shrine trying to open a set of doors. We have a Goliath sorcerer (me), human warlock, tiefling fighter/bard, human cleric, three gnomes (wizard, rogue, ranger), and a half-orc barbarian.
Me, the sorcerer: I push the doors.
DM: They don’t move.
Me: …How heavy are they?
DM: Uhh… let me check… About 700lbs.
Me: I can push that, yeah.
DM: I don’t think you can.
[Brief delay as I pull out the Goliath traits]
DM: Okay, that’s fair. It still doesn’t open for you.
Barbarian: I push the doors.
DM: It doesn’t open for you, either.
[Another brief delay as we try to puzzle this out]
Me: …WAIT.
My party:
DM:
Me: I pull.
DM: The doors swing open.



































