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Cake day: July 31st, 2023

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  • I don’t know. One time I joined a game, and I had plenty of reasons to join the party, but the DM started RPing a really rude character, and it’s like his method of getting me to join the party was to be a huge asshole to me? I just didn’t pick up on it, and when I finally gave my character an ass-pull reason to join (that I could do some good if I tagged along) the DM was like “jeez, finally” and it sucked.

    Like, if I’m playing a level 1 wizard, and the DM tells me I’m gonna die if I enter the conflict, it’s not really my backstory’s fault that I don’t jump into the fray. Sometimes you’re dealing with an inexperienced DM that expects you to metagame your way into the party. I genuinely thought he was on the verge of giving me the opportunity to convince the party to run away from the dragon, not stay and fight it.


  • That’s not what I meant, and it isn’t entirely accurate anyway. Her power absorbs the energy of the people she touches, it doesn’t just kill them.

    I don’t believe Rogue has ever killed anyone with her touch by accident. The most obvious counterpoint would be Carol Danvers, but that situation had as much to do with Ms. Marvel’s powers as it did Rogue’s. Maybe you’re confusing her with another character that has an instant death poke, but in most universes, Rogue’s powers aren’t inherently more dangerous than the average mutant’s, providing she accepts them as part of herself.

    She was traumatized by nearly killing someone when her X-Gene first activated, and she refused to gain any sort of mastery over her powers for a long time because of that. Just like other mutants, Rogue’s abilities are core to her identity, and a huge part of her journey was acknowledging that fact and learning to control them. If she had followed your sentiments, she probably wouldn’t have made that journey.




  • The cops had a shoot out with my neighbor in the apartment next to mine. I wasn’t positive it was gunfire, and I walked into my living room to get a better assessment. I was about a foot away from whizzing bullets, but I still wasn’t 100% sure lol. I decided to not risk it and take cover on the floor of my bathroom, until about 20 minutes later when the cops busted my door down and kicked me out of my apartment for 2 days. When I came back, I had 17 bullet holes in my wall (all from the cops) and my fridge and cabinets were all shot to hell. I definitely almost died that day