I've Been Told It's Aight To Post GB Stuff Here So Gonna Warm It All Up With Some Old Campaign Art :]

I've been told it's aight to post GB stuff here so gonna warm it all up with some old campaign art :] there will be more bc i have like 2 year's worth,,,

Black cats are lucky. (via leahweissmuller)

Simplicity

Presence is not strength. Complexity is not intelligence, audacity is not courage, grandeur is not beauty, gentility is not virtue. A piece of steel need not be forged into anything fancy- it only has to be sharp- and thereafter the blade would hold power over life and death. Could you imagine what you might forge of your own mettle?

Moonhammer

No pretentious loretext this time. I designed this meteor-hammer belt thing a while back based on the Bakunawa, the moon-eater serpent. The look of the maw is based in part on Visayan tenegre hilts, and the moon and star are based on my uh- Idk what to call it, a brand logo I guess?

I was going to get it made for myself, then I remembered I'm not actually trained to use a meteor hammer, so-

WEAPON COMMISIONS OPEN

Weapon design commissions by a martial artist and engineer! I make blueprints and weapon designs to arm you and your OCs respectively. Ever wanted to hold a sword of your own? If you live in the Philippines, I can also help you connect with local blacksmiths who can help bring your ideas to life. If you live elsewhere, you can commision me for a blueprint that you can bring to a forge near you. From the deepest reaches of untouched seas,

To the searing light of burning skies,

To the muted glow of stars beyond,

And- perhaps-

To the palm of your hand?

Your next legendary weapon awaits.

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(me, my parents, my sister, and the baby are sitting at the kitchen table eating lunch)

baby, pointing at the light fixture over the table and signing "on": o.*

my sister: we actually can't turn that light on right now, because the lightbulb inside is burnt out! it needs a new one.

baby: ighbu.

sister: yes, lightbulb! granddaddy said after we eat he's going to climb up there on a ladder and change it, and then the light will come on!

baby: gadada! adda, uuu! ighbu o!

sister: exactly!

baby, signing "on" and pointing at the light and then my dad, with increasing urgency: GADADA ADDA UUUU. O.

my sister: we're going to finish eating first though, ok?

baby: nonono. O. gadada adda uuu.

[a split second goes by]

baby, pointing to himself: ba. adda uuu. ighbu.

me: you're going to climb the ladder and change the lightbulb yourself?

baby: dzyeah. *pointing to the buckle where he is buckled into the high chair* ububu.

me: unbuckle you? so you can change the lightbulb?

baby, highly businesslike: dzyeah.

*pronounced like "on" without the n