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Loving the new boys, but missing the Balance boys.

Been seeing some fantastic Taako posts (by @terezis x and @ink-shaming x, you started this) with worms and I wanted in. This started out as “lmao, Taako with a feather boa, but it’s really just a giant worm on a string.” And then slowly devolved into “what if the umbra focus was the worm?” 

[ID: First image from left to right—Full body drawing of Taako, a male elf with tan skin, freckles, and curly blonde hair. He wears loose wizard garbs of various shades of blue. He holds a teal colored umbra staff in his hand. Around his neck is a bright, magenta, fuzzy worm. On the top right is Taako, wearing a striped shirt and wizard hat. He wears the worm boa wrapped around one arm and over the shoulder. On the bottom right, Taako looks over his shoulder and smiles confidently. He wears a blouse, a wizard hat curled at the end, and a worm boa around his neck. 

Second image from left to right—Two panels of Taako standing in front of a crouched, robbed figure. The figure has a large, fuzzy, magenta worm around its shoulders. Taako grins and says, “Holy shit look at this stupid thing.” He picks the worm up and examines it, while saying, “I love this dumb worm!” The next two panels have Taako wearing the worm around his neck. In the first, the worm is wrapped around him, halfway covering his face, and what is visible is not happy. In the second panel, he is in a seated position, face buried in its fluff. He says, “You’re the only motherfucker who understands me.” At the bottom of the image is the close up of the worm, looking a little weepy. End ID]

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Im so lazy I never size my pictures for tumblr right

some Lucretia doodles, i cant decide on a good hairstyle for her

a little update on that suffering game piece, im till workin on it :^)

meant to do an original drawing and ended up drawing fanart instead

Martingale Episode 1: Cold Open | RPG Roulette

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Do you think that the Taako from TV epithet came from him having a literal modern day tv show on the original plane- rather than his travelling show in faerun- and, if so, did the world watch as this cooking personality was sent on the most signification scientific mission of their generation. What is even the media response to that? Like, they sent Gordon Ramsey and his identical twin sister to space, and then the apocalypse happened. wtf

"there's something about the dying that feels familiar" fucking unbelievably metal thing to be told. you die and you could swear you've been here before. the last thing you feel before your breath leaves your body is intense deja vu. you've never died before but somehow you know how this goes. you have an uncanny feeling being dead is a temporary gig for you, but you have no idea what gives you that impression. and then you're alive again. and you remember dying. and all you remember is that there was something about it that felt familiar.

continuing on my "Lup and Barry get married every cycle and the ensuing weddings encompass a very wide range of tones" bullshit: consider, if you will, a cycle where they mean to get married early on, they really do. but the hunt for the Light is just so intense, and the time flies by so fast, that they still haven't done it by the time the end is closing in...

and in the final fight for the Light, a little under a month out from the Hunger's arrival, Lup is grievously wounded. she lies in Barry's arms, bleeding out, and with her dying breath, she whispers her final wish:

"reanimate my corpse and put her in a nice dress for the wedding"

and who is Barry to turn down a dying wish from his wife, let alone a dying wish that's that fucking funny, so Barry loyally throws some wedding plans and some necromancy spells together so that Zombie Lup can attend the ceremony. her soul doesn't reside in her body anymore because no one was willing to burn the spell slots on True Resurrection (it's only a month out from resets, come on), but she's very well-behaved as Barry very sincerely declares his eternal love and wiggles this cycle's ring onto her finger.

Taako hates it so much. the energy in the studio is incredibly uncomfortable. Lucretia takes a bunch of photographs of every moment so that Lup can enjoy it later upon respawn. most of the crew eventually looks back and recognizes this instance as the start of the slippery slope that lead to lichdom, but Lup and Barry refuse to acknowledge how fucking weird it was. they will treasure those pictures forever

I love the implications of the seven birds being from a more technologically advanced world than faerun (knowledge of TV, understanding of machine guns "count the shells", using microphones ect) because how many things was Lucretia not able to erase? Across 99 planes, it's impossible that she managed to get everything. And how well was she really able to introduce the more medieval concepts of faerun into their memories?

What did the THB think everyone was doing just waving swords around rather than pulling out guns; did they just accept it and move on? Imagine Lucretia trying to explain them to a weapons development department of the BoB to equip her employees. Lucretia, a records keeper, who cannot have a great understanding of the inner workings of firearms. Vaguely describing rectangles that explode to a reception of horrified looks.

Or Taako repeatedly asking Sazed to supply him with various kitchen utensils he insists are vital for the recipe that just Do Not Exist. Magnus, complaining that he can't play little games on his stone of farspeech, while everyone around is completely baffled at the concept. Everyone around them not only not getting their pop culture references, but being fundamentally incapable of understanding them.

I just think there is something so funny about them functionally time travelling and then promptly forgetting they were from a different era at all. And just. Having to get on with it.

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