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good idea titi
brb trying this
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as a gm, this is very true 😁 but sometimes i mix it up just for funzies!!
![A line chart titled "when you roll a..." which goes from 20 to 1. The following points are labeled.
20: you know exactly how to fix this problem!
16: you're pretty confident that you can solve this
12: you could probably figure it out?
8: you're... not really sure what you're looking at here
3: you have NO IDEA how to fix this problem
1: [text is larger and in bolded italics] you know exactly how to fix this problem (evil version)](https://64.media.tumblr.com/f628befb4b5a44ae8d58893370532311/3343ff471ada7340-36/s500x750/a5af36b68317bb6f44f705ec52ac05f3485c373a.png)
inspired by the scariest words my dm has ever said to me and the subsequent coolest (AND SCARIEST) scene of my life
OKAY, fine. Here's my Telemachus design...
This is what he'd look like with brown hair:
Also, my followers for the past few weeks:
"WIFE HIM UPPPP"
:p
my friend: how does the US gov function?
me: it functions?????
Our Story: A Family's Journey Through War
My name is Mounir, and I am part of a family of seven. We used to live a simple life in Gaza, before the war changed everything.
My father, Raed (47), my mother, Amani (39), my older sisters, Rasha (22), who is married, and Rana (21), who is also married, my brother Mohamed (16), and my little sister Sham (4), we all dreamed of a safe and stable life.
When the war began, we were forced to leave our home due to heavy shelling nearby.
We took shelter in the shop that was our only source of income— a sanitary supplies shop where my father, brother, and I worked.
We could only stay one night before leaflets were dropped from airplanes ordering a full evacuation of the area. We had no choice but to move to Al-Shifa Medical Complex, where we lived in a tent for a week.
Then, another evacuation order came, and we were told to head south of Gaza.
With no relatives to take us in, we ended up in an unfinished school building in the central area.
The 90 days we spent there were the hardest of our lives— no water, no food, and nothing fit for human life. We had to walk more than 1.5 kilometers just to buy a small amount of food to keep us alive.
After this long ordeal, another evacuation order came, but before we could leave, the school was bombed.
It was terrifying— we narrowly escaped death, leaving everything behind.
We fled to Rafah, a place that seemed safer at first, but there too, we found no shelter.
We had to live in a tent, in the freezing winter cold.
We had no way to keep warm, and we nearly froze to death.
My mother, who suffers from chronic asthma, was in a dire situation because we couldn’t find her medications.
She ran out of the medicine that helps her breathe, and she started having painful attacks.
This is one of the many types of medicine that you use, but there is none of it because it has run out
The smoke from the fire we used for cooking and the terrible smell from the lack of sanitation in the school made her condition worse.
My little sister Sham is also suffering from skin rashes due to the unsanitary conditions, and she has diarrhea and vomiting because the drinking water is contaminated.
We are living in inhumane conditions, and we don’t even have the clothes we need to survive the coming winter.🥶(🧥❌)
My brother Mohamed and I carry a heavy burden— we fetch water from faraway places, and we search for food to ease our hunger.
My married sisters and their small children are also in desperate need of baby formula, clothes, and diapers.
Even the food that reaches us in the school from charity kitchens is barely edible due to poor cooking.🤢
This is our life… fear, hunger, cold, and bombing. 💔
We live in constant terror and uncertainty. 😔💔
We desperately need your help and support— any donation can help save our lives and ease our suffering.🥺🙏🏻
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me.
i hate my brain
like i get it i’m overwhelmed
but OH MY GOD can i just eat breakfast without crying???
I saw your tags for your Apollo design and now I can't stop imagining him cracking his back and he ends up glowing like a light stick for a while skfhdjfk
HAVEJWHAJWNS I mean, there must be a reason that sunrises are often called the crack of dawn//dragged off stage
Still getting a feel of his design here…