I really liked Prism. And I don’t know, Radical Red just played different from how I like my single player pokemon experience.

I think there are triple battles now. Those might be 10 years old

Doomgape

Yoked Plowbeast

Vagrant Plowbeasts

Kronch Wrangler

Leashling

Festerhide Boar

Dripping-Tongue Zubera

Demonic Taskmaster

Stinkdrinker bandit

Chasm Skulker

Vile Entomber

Nut Collector

Capricious Hellraiser

Sower of Temptation

Gulping Scraptrap

It that Betrays

Goblin Trashmaster

Endrek Sahr, Master Breeder

breeding pool

Master of Cruelties

Dingus Staff

Drowner of Hope

Galloping Lizrog

Hellrider

Portable Hole

Breaker of Armies

Stinkweed Imp

that honestly seems like on the low side

coprophagia- the consumption of feces.

You daisy chain your dicks in the others ass in descending order of size until the smallest one fucks her?

“This guys name keeps showing up all over this case file” “Thats because he’s the victim!”

hey now, no one wants to have sex with me and I am no where near a nationalist

I did the gaybro liches before. It was a PF1 game where 3 of the party members wanted to be goblins. We had an Alchemist (burny), a Barbarian (Bitey) and a gunslinger (shooty). The last player wanted to a be human witch. The player was kind of dumb, but the character got gang pressed into trying to wrangle these goblins in spite of being an immoral shitheel herself. The first adventure (which is the only one they did before the game petered out for other reasons) was they were sent to rescue the local children from an Ogre who was kidnapping them from a village. They discovered that he was very erudite and literate (think Cave guy from Freakzoid) and he was trying to teach the children how to read. The villagers were very angry objectors to the written word. The next adventure (which I had notes for somewhere) was going to pit them against a dragon who had been kidnapping princesses. The players would discover he was a giant nerd, and was treating them well; he just needed them for his army build for wargames against other dragons.

Okay, so fine you get the tone; the liches were two wizards who were like, no homo gym bros in life, who made each other their phylacteries. My plan was to have the players find a diary and they would learn the joke; that was only one of them was gay. The diary would have no surviving identifying marks, so they wouldn’t know which one

I’m in the process of looking at fire barriers. Do you have any examples of these foil backed fiber glass panels?

Their bakers hotline is extremely awesome

Shoes in general. Youll have so much more stamina at festivals and other places if you have sturdy shoes that fit well.

Hail hail Genovia! A land I didn’t maaake up!

The princess is Mia Thermopolis

One of those moves never miss. One only has a 55 percent hit rate.

Once I worked a double with a coworker I had a small crush on. Towards the end of the shift, my sister called me. She was staying in a rural area on the other side of the state. She had started to drive home, and something had popped her tire. She had no spare, and no where was open… and she had an international flight in the morning. I told her, yup yup, I’ll go get her.

As soon as I got off my call, my co worker insisted that she go with me. “You’re going to need a co pilot.” After some back and forth, somehow we ended up taking her car even. That was at 8pm. It was really nice at first. I learned a lot about her. She told me about her fiance, and her upbringing in the south. We got to our destination at midnight, and both of us were bushed. We asked my sister if she could take the wheel for the way home. We both fell asleep.

My sister hit a deer at around 2am. We were still about 90 min from my car. Who do you call at 2am to drive that far to turn around and drive all the way back? I started making calls. We were dropped off at this truck stop; I am trying to be strong for these ladies; one of whom just had her car totaled and one of whom is my literal baby sister. One of my friends made the drive; and Ive got stories about her (which also might just be movie esqe). In any case, I took my co worker home, and then handed my keys to my sister gingerly, because she had some stuff to do at her house before my dad took her to the air port. She made her flight with 20 minutes to spare, at 830 am. My car was the first one she left in working order that night.

I spent the next month helping my coworker get around while my sister was abroad. Didn’t get the girl, but that’s the story of my life. This had stakes, and acts, and a second act turn!

I think its the larger double standard; men are sex monsters. A woman and a man can’t be friends. A child with a man is in danger.

This is connected to; Intimacy is feminine. Men can only be vulnerable or gentle with their partners or families, if then. Its not universal, obviously, but the callous lover and the distant father are not so uncommon so as to be unrecognizable. Intimacy between men is also considered feminine, unless in the military or team sports.

It’s a world we created as well. Every double standard listed in this thread is a double standard. But it is also something cultivated by the Patriarchy.

is santa an elf?

Its way worse that that. They can protect people who sexually assault them.

Its not just parental incest. Imagine if you will, a parent that pimps out their kid. Or that gets paid by a different person who pimps them. OR perhaps the parent has a different reason to protect a rapist. Maybe the kid is queer questioning and the parent wants to administer a corrective rape. Maybe they are in a cult and the parent wants to “marry” their child to a cult leader for status.