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1 year ago

A Magical Taxonomy

Warlock: from wær (old English, “pact/oath”) + loga (proto-Germanic, “liar”) + hard “-ck” (Scottish English); Oathbreaker (contextually; breaker of Baptismal Oaths; hence also Apostate)

Wizard: from Wis (old English, “knowledgeable”) + -ard (same, “too much of”); Possessor of too much knowledge

Witch: from weyk (proto-indo-European, “apart, separated, different”)[connotations akin to Latin’s “Sacre”]; Sacred Outsider

Sorcerer: from Sors (Latin, “Fate”) and Ser (same,“to bind”); Fate Manipulator

Druid: from dru (proto-Celtic, “Oak”) + weyd (same, “to see”); Oak-Seer, or Tree-Knower

Cleric: from kleros (Ancient Greek, “lots/ casting lots/ drawing lots”) [contextually; public servants were selected by drawing lots, as opposed to, say, voting]; Public Servant / Clerk

Bard: from bard (proto-Celtic, “Bard”); Bard

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1 year ago

oh hey, i have one of these too!

found some weird ones in the wild!

Found Some Weird Ones In The Wild!

bone dice, like what the Romans used (apparently, if daphne is to be believed)

definitely have had these on the show before but it's neat to see them in the wild!

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so the first weird dice were my bone dice i got from the Jorvik festival. given that's next week, that means it's been a year of weird dice! (and also that there won't be one next week unless Pencil does it, since I'm going again) - Paper

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They're just normal chests. Innocent chests.

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1 year ago
Reblog This Picture Of Me Holding A Family Size Box Of Honey Nut Cheerios? Id Really Appreciate It.

Reblog this picture of me holding a Family Size box of Honey Nut Cheerios? I’d really appreciate it.

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1 year ago

OSP Indigo would hate you

don't just add a fishing minigane, make everything a fishing minigame

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You meet god and she's mostly dead fish. You ask her why and she says most of the world is dead fish, and she's made herself to appeal to the most common denominator, the everyman funnyman comedy show that runs for eleven seasons but with the entire universe in mind. You ask her how much of the dead fish is your fault, she says it's far less than you'd think, in the grand scheme of things. You ask her if you matter at all. If you can do anything. She shrugs her rotting shoulders and says mattering is a made-up concept, like life, but sure, you can matter if you want to, on some scale. She has many scales. She doesn't know what you mean by 'anything', but you can do everything you can. You ask her if it's enough. She says there's no base requirement for deserving to exist. She's smoking a joint and the smoke filtering out of her gills gathers and forms gas giants and red dwarfs. You ask her if there's any hidden secrets of the universe you should know and she says it's not a secret if she tells, plus it's fun to let you figure it out yourself. You ask her if any of your questions were right questions and she says you worry about being right so much it might keep you from fucking around, which is as close to meaning of life as she ever bothered to make. You don't ask but she says she loves your hair, also your whole being, also your planet. She says she figured out what love is yesterday and is trying it out, which explains the ten thousand rainbows and sudden influx in rains of fish. She offers you a drag of her joint and you wake up half past midnight behind a chain restaurant clutching a smoked salmon. The new stars are winking like they're in on some joke and you're sure if you try hard enough you'll remember what it is.

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1 year ago

in-progress character sheet

Found this in my google docs! Place your best theories as to what it means

gumption (initiative), 3

chutzpah (confidence), 3

moxie (determination), 4

childlike wonder (naivety), 2

the cut of your jib (demeanour) 3

 a certain je ne sais quoi (your magical destiny)

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1 year ago

I Am Intrigued. Please Elaborate.

DnD campaign, but in the style of the Monopoly board game

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1 year ago

Big fan of angels being autistic btw. "How does an entity like that have a neurological condition" Well they can act like that. Angels having traits that read as autistic. Incomprehensible being trying for their best mimicry of human behavior. You understand

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1 year ago

everypony

What word actually is "Power Word: Kill"?

Wrong answers only

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Hey girl, are you a CPU? Because you're really hot and I'm getting nervous.

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1 year ago

wearing sky-colored shoes to hide from the devil. earth colored hat to hide from god

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I recently found out why my mom would never sleep around me when I was a kid. Like she’d never let herself take naps or sleep if I was awake, ever. Or if she did, she would lock her bedroom door. So when I was 6, I was asleep in my bed in the middle of the night when I hear a loud bang, like a pot being dropped and come out to the living room to see my mom standing by the window, with just a huge pile of spaghetti all over the sill, and a pot on the ground, and I ’m like “Are you gonna eat all that?” And ya’ll she get’s BIG MAD and yells at me and chases me to my room but then a little while later a bunch of cops show up and ask me a bunch of random ass questions about my art? Like this one cop lady keeps asking me to draw dragons for her?! And they seem mad as hell

I didn’t want to get arrested so I just never asked my mom for spaghettis after that. Lesson, learned. Don’t ask mom for spaghettis or she’ll call the damn police on you. 

So I have this memory in my head, and it goes unquestioned until I say it outload for the first time a few months back and as soon as I say the words “When I was six, my mom called the cops on me for asking for spaghettis” My adult logic slams into place and is like “Hang on. Your mother definatly did not call the police on a 6 year old for asking for spaghetti.” 

So obviously that’s not what really went down. I call up my mom to tell her how I remember it and on top of her figuring out why her kid has always been really cagey around spaghettis for the last 3 decades she tells me what really happened. 

So on that night, a man tried to break into our house through the front window. It was just my mom, and her kids so she did what she felt she had too and shot him in the head. He’d been wearing a helmet, which landed on the floor under the window.

Now I just want ya’ll to put yourselves in my moms shoes for a minute here. This woman has just taken a human life. The trauma of that- the instant agony, the panic, the guilt, the fear- all of it hitting her at once, her only solace the knowledge that her children are safe. She protected her daughters. No matter the cost to her soul- her children are safe.

Then she looks up and sees her six year old staring at the inside of this mans head before saying “Are you gonna eat all that?” 

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1 year ago

how’s everyone doin tonight i just broke tumblr

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1 year ago

Thinking about the concept of Memetic Hazards and Memetic Weaponry in the SCP-verse. Thinking about the Antimemetics Division. About living ideas; ideas that feed and propagate and multiply and evolve.

Thinking about Gods; the stories we tell that influence our behavior, these narratives that shape the logic behind personality. The spirits that needn’t be real for horrors to be committed in their name.

Thinking about the parasitic worm of Fascism working its way through Civilization, finding itself fat and comfortable both in the hallucinogenic kaleidoscope of Hinduism and the austere purity of Protestantism.

Thinking about Snow Crash; the origin of the term Avatar in its modern usage, about the villain who weaponized language to hijack people’s nervous systems with gospel and computers.

About the holographic model of the cosmos. The holographic model of the mind. The natural laws as a kind of operating system for reality. The implications of miracles in such a context; what nature of being undermines the code.

Living Ideas. Gods that cannot die, because they were never alive, but are like Life, living as a signal in the air, a song or a story; a pattern of lights, the printed page, the phone; Viruses in the Operating System of Civilization. Self-propagating, mutating, evolving.

I dunno. I can’t find the right words to express it. But. There’s a. Pattern. There’s a signal in the static. I can hear it, but I can’t pick the notes apart. But. There’s an Insight, wedged into the crack. There’s something True lodged in there.

I’ll sleep on it. That usually helps.

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Getting strong Arcane vibes from this

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