I’ve started playing dnd again and the campaign I’m in has the pitch that we all must be characters from written works. The plot is we got thrown out of our own stories and must find our way back.
I am Hamlet, a warlock who made a pact with his Dad’s ghost (it’s absolutely his Dad’s ghost, he wasn’t tricked at all, ignore the fiend patron type) to get revenge on his Uncle. But this post isn’t about him.
Because our cleric, the one entrusted with keeping the party full of heals, the only person with healing magic, is House MD.
“Wait Iz!” You cry. “House MD is a television show, not written fiction.” You’d be correct. Which is why our cleric House is not from the television show.
He’s from a fan fiction.
It’s as funny as it sounds.
I get laid tomorrowwwwww
“sorry i can’t come out, i have plans”
the plans:
you know what? that's it.
I'm preheating my oven to 400° f, AND I'm lining a baking sheet with aluminum foil
you're really in for it now, buster.
I'm stirring up some butter, olive oil, parsley, and yeah, I'm adding minced garlic too.
now I'm gonna put you in the oven for 25 to 30 minutes
you are so DONE FOR
You can only reblog this today.
I’m just going to leave this here…
I dreamt that there was a new meme that went, “If I dids it, I dids it. If I didsn’t, I didsn’t.” There was a third line, but I forgot what it was.
Hostile
Toast.
toast