Okay, you need to make sure you play this game at some point. Maybe not today or anything, because you’ll need about thirty minutes and a serious willingness to understand how it works, but - it’s so worth it. It’s basically an answer to our occasional frustration - why do assholes always come out on top? - and the beautiful thing about it is that not only does it explain how that happens, but also how we can change it.
“In the short run, the game defines the players. But in the long run, it’s us players who define the game.”
Jason: We need a distraction! Any volunteers!?
Tim: Hey Kon!
Jason: There's no way your boy toy is listening right now-
Kon: You called?
Jason: Wow. Just like a dog. Alright. Why is Superboy distracting for us today?
Kon: Tim lost poker night and owes me
Dick: Guys, we need to focus on-
Jason: No, no, no. We're getting into this. Timmy, how in fuck did you lose poker!? You can count cards blindfolded and drugged!
Kon: I took off my shirt
Jason: Ok, you're both thirsty idiots. Good to know
Me too
This is so true
I know we'd all love a Keeper convention (other than Shannon's book tours), but it would definitely end in fans physically fighting other fans.
You know what? Reblog with why you'd fight someone at Keepercon.
i made a uquiz!
I’ve been faced with the greatest moral and ethical dilemma known to mankind
The library book I’m not finished with yet has to go back tomorrow. It can’t be renewed because somebody else has it on hold.
BUT... there’s no overdue fees anymore.
Technically I could keep it until I’m done with it... but I’d feel kinda sleezy. There’s no way I’m finishing the other 400-some pages I’ve got left of this book by tomorrow, and I had to wait a month to even get the book in the first place. It would probably only take me until somewhere in the Sunday-Monday area to finish it, so it would only be an extra day or two, but... yeah.
Basically would I feel terrible keeping it for a few extra days so I can finish it or nah
has anyone figured out how much art you need to make to make your mental illness go away
please do
every time i listen to “you’re a mean one mr. grinch” i can’t help but sit there and think “what did the grinch do to hurt you?” because dude just stands there for 2 minutes and 58 seconds and drags the grinch into the dirt
Aaaaaaaaaaaaa I love this so much
Out of context angst things... 👀
"We have to stop them," Aja breathed, her voice riddled with fear. "They're going to kill eachother."
"J-Jim!" Toby yelled, gripping Warhammer so tightly his knuckles turned white. "Jim stop!" He finally managed to move his legs and started sprinting down the hill towards them just as Douxie was thrown halfway across the field.
Jim had lost his sword, Excalibur embedded in the dirt a few yards away. He caught Douxie by the wrist as the wizard came at him with another spell and flipped him over his shoulder. He pressed his knee to Douxie’s chest, holding his wrist at a certain angle, kneeling on his other arm so he couldn't move. He had one of his glaives at Douxie’s throat.
"Jim!" Toby screamed. He was still running. "Jim stop, you're gonna kill him!"
But it was like Jim hadn't even heard him.
"You and I both know," Jim said lowly, breathing hard. "That you can't beat me. Why are you trying so hard to save her?"
Douxie glared at him, blood spilling down from the gash in his forehead, and from the corner of his mouth. "It's not about her, Jim." His eyes held a glassy look, and Jim realized with a punch of guilt to his gut that he probably gave Douxie a concussion. "It's about you."
"What- OOF!"
Toby tackled Jim off of Douxie and onto the ground, holding his best friend down by the shoulders. The others weren't far behind.
"What the hell is wrong with you!?" Claire demanded, helping Douxie sit up.
"What the fuck, Jim!" Toby screeched. "You could've killed him!"