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Twin Peaks (TV Series 1990–1991)
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Have I posted this yet
This is the Dog of Protection.
Reblog and you’ll never be forced to reblog anything you don’t want to ever again!
He’s a good boy
I one time did a campaign in DND where the entire party woke up in a trash heap, memories wiped, when a man in shining white armor approached them. He helped them up, healed them, and helped them escape what was essentially the dump and find their way into the sunlight. He told them of the tale of a wicked king of immense power who bargained for his abilities from a demon, hoping to save his kingdom, and succumbed to the evil after his wife died. The wife had a pearl necklace, and it was the man’s duty to find those pearls, because they held a magic in them that could defeat the king.
This particular NPC was startlingly overpowered at first, right a long the levels of 6 while everyone else was just starting out, and he helped them along in the most dire situations, healing, defeating, and even resurrecting for them. There would be periods where he would be gone, and the party would have to face a crypt full of mummies together, or dive into the deepest parts of the ocean and retrieve these milky white pearls that would give them the ability to help their friend and defeat the wicked king. Slowly, their memories came back to them, and that was a stark comfort for them, but the entire time, there seemed to be a piece missing.
After they retrieved 5 pearls (they broke the 6th one), they journied with the man to the wicked king’s castle, and fought their way through endless ranks of guards, undead, demons, and even a lich, until they made their way to the sacred bed chamber of the king, that they all remembered the story of from before they had awoken in that garbage pile. They opened the doors, only to find it empty, save the usual furniture, marred by scratches and the ancient scrawl of demons. The man in the white armor sighed and walked into the bedroom.
And his armor changed from white to pitch black, and the whole party remembered suddenly. That was the face of the wicked king, the face that smiled at them whenever he healed them, the face that looked stern as they suggested stupids things to find the pearls. Apparently, in lapses of the demon’s control, the king had found a way to set him self up for defeat, by bringing his wive’s pearls along with brave, powerful warriors. Every absence he felt was where he had to return to the demon’s control and become the wicked king again, but he was determined to fight himself, to rid his own evil from the world, to end this curse of immortality and see his loved one again.
I made the party fight the final boss, and they saw the eyes of a friend.
They all cried, and I am no longer allowed to DM for them.
The scariest part of Halloween is how anatomically incorrect these decorations are.
listen, sometimes necromancers get bored, and there’s always lots of little bones laying around….
“Gonna make a bone spider”
“BECAUSE I DO WHAT I WANT”
I work in a government-funded spider research lab at a top university and we have this in our lab:
I had to reblog this, what’s better than a literal bone spider.
does he have a name
This is probably the worst thing I’ve ever drawn. Based on this post
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a short comic about witches and wishes and wanting things.
I WILL NEVER NOT REBLOG THIS IT IS THE CUTEST THING
YES I FOUND THIS AGAIN
Zuna’s becoming more photogenic.
I hate girls who think it’s okay to hit their boyfriends and control who they talk to.
yeah, i draw sometimes.
BLOG 10000000 TIMES
Never not reblog
this ask made me do it
Sorry but his nose looks like a socket and this idea is haunting me
WOW THIS ONE IS TOO CLOSE