prokopetz:

Never tell yourself your idea for a game is too wanky or obscure to succeed.

There is an actual, published tabletop RPG based on No Exit – yes, the Jean-Paul Sartre play – and as far as I’m aware it sold quite well.

I’m holding a copy of it right now.

It is literally impossible that your idea is more inaccessibly pretentious than that.

You must not forget that your target audience consists, in main, of huge nerds.

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My favorite part about 1931 Dracula is that there are armadillos running around Dracula’s castle.

Look at this it’s like they couldn’t find any rats so they just were like “eh close enough no one will notice”. But I noticed. I noticed.

“WE NAILED IT BOYS”

Apparently in the 20s and 30s, armadillos weren’t very commonly known, so moviemakers would use them wherever they needed some creepy, ‘demonic’ animal running around. So there were a lot of armadillos in early filmmaking, and it was often people’s only source of reference for armadillos.

Fast forward twenty years to when the father of the biology professor who told me this is driving out from the east coast to see his son in California. Crossing the southwest at night.

An armadillo runs across the road. 

He comes to a screeching halt and the Thing Of Evil, which he never knew was actually a real animal, trots the rest of the way across the road and vanishes into the desert.

Apparently it shook him up rather a bit.

The post got better.

How are you gonna make this post and not mention the inexplicable bee coffin 

there is at least ONE bee vampire

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On the first day of Hogswatch, my Grandpa gave to me: 

Albert dressed as a pixie

On the second day of Hogswatch, my Grandpa gave to me:

Two unhelpful hints,

and Albert dressed as a pixie

On the third day of Hogswatch, my Grandpa gave to me:

Three dangerous presents,

Two unhelpful hints,

and Albert dressed as a pixie

On the fourth day of Hogswatch, my Grandpa gave to me:

Four brand-new gods

Three dangerous presents,

Two unhelpful hints,

and Albert dressed as a pixie

On the fifth day of Hogswatch, my Grandpa gave to me:

Fiiiiive Auditooooooors

Four brand-new gods

Three dangerous presents,

Two unhelpful hints,

and Albert dressed as a pixie

On the sixth day of Hogswatch, my Grandpa gave to me:

Six Assassins scheming

Fiiiiive Auditooooooors

Four brand-new gods

Three dangerous presents,

Two unhelpful hints,

and Albert dressed as a pixie

On the seventh day of Hogswatch, my Grandpa gave to me:

Seven cures for hangovers

Six Assassins scheming

Fiiiiive Auditooooooors

Four brand-new gods

Three dangerous presents,

Two unhelpful hints,

and Albert dressed as a pixie

On the eight day of Hogswatch, my Grandpa gave to me:

Eight Wizards feasting

Seven cures for hangovers

Six Assassins scheming

Fiiiiive Auditooooooors

Four brand-new gods

Three dangerous presents,

Two unhelpful hints,

and Albert dressed as a pixie

On the ninth day of Hogswatch, my Grandpa gave to me:

Nine guards a-dying

Eight Wizards feasting

Seven cures for hangovers

Six Assassins scheming

Fiiiiive Auditooooooors

Four brand-new gods

Three dangerous presents,

Two unhelpful hints,

and Albert dressed as a pixie

On the tenth day of Hogswatch, my Grandpa gave to me:

Ten thousand pork pies*

Nine guards a-dying

Eight Wizards feasting

Seven cures for hangovers

Six Assassins scheming

Fiiiiive Auditooooooors

Four brand-new gods

Three dangerous presents,

Two unhelpful hints,

and Albert dressed as a pixie

*and a turnip that was pork pie shaped.

On the eleventh day of Hogswatch, my Grandpa gave to me:

Eleven nightmares scaring

Ten thousand pork pies*

Nine guards a-dying

Eight Wizards feasting

Seven cures for hangovers

Six Assassins scheming

Fiiiiive Auditooooooors

Four brand-new gods

Three dangerous presents,

Two unhelpful hints,

and Albert dressed as a pixie

*and a turnip that was pork pie shaped.

On the twelfth day of Hogswatch, my Grandpa gave to me:

+++ A Twelve Ram Skull Processor +++

Eleven nightmares scaring

Ten thousand pork pies*

Nine guards a-dying

Eight Wizards feasting

Seven cures for hangovers

Six Assassins scheming

Fiiiiive Auditooooooors

Four brand-new gods

Three dangerous presents,

Two unhelpful hints,

and Albert dressed as a pixie

*and a turnip that was pork pie shaped.

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YMCA but instead of young man they say comrade and YMCA is USSR

comrade, steel production is down/i said comrade, you must sleep on the ground

I said COMRADE! Seize the fac’try in town/There’s no need! to! be! a! wage! slave!

(oh gods I can’t help myself)

Comrade! Marx’s principles show
clearly (comrade!) there’s no meaning to dough –
it’s all shackles! You must cast them aside
if you want to gain class freedom!

(five red flags pop up here, one two three four five!)

aaaaaaaaaaaa i can’t stop

The workers rule in the U S S R
The workers rule in the U S S R
We have seized control from the capitalists
Private property won’t exist

Comrade! Have the peasants been armed? I ask
Comrade! Have collectives been formed? I ask
Comrade! Are the bourgeois informed?
That their ruling days are over

No one, does it all by themselves
I said no one! or you’ll end up in cells
So come join us! In the U S S R
And the in-ter-na-tion-al-ist!

(flag) (flag) (flag) (flag) (flag)

The workers rule in the U S S R
The workers rule in the U S S R
We have thrown down our chains, we have taken the reigns,
In the name of the working masses!

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Random Headcanon: That Federation vessels in Star Trek seem to experience bizarre malfunctions with such overwhelming frequency isn’t just an artefact of the television serial format. Rather, it’s because the Federation as a culture are a bunch of deranged hyper-neophiles,
tooling around in ships packed full of beyond-cutting-edge tech they
don’t really understand. Endlessly frustrating if you have to fight
them, because they can pull an effectively unlimited number of bullshit
space-magic countermeasures out of their arses – but they’re as likely
as not to give themselves a lethal five-dimensional wedgie in the
process. All those rampant holograms and warp core malfunctions and
accidentally-traveling-back-in-time incidents? That doesn’t actually
happen to anyone else; it’s literally just Federation vessels that go off the rails like that. And they do so on a fairly regular basis.

So to everyone else in the galaxy, all humans are basically Doc Brown.

Aliens who have seen the Back to the Future movies literally don’t realise that Doc Brown is meant to be funny. They’re just like “yes, that is exactly what all human scientists are like in my experience”.

THE ONLY REASON SCOTTY IS CHIEF ENGINEER INSTEAD OF SOMEONE FROM A SPECIES WITH A HIGHER TECHNOLOGICAL APTITUDE IS BECAUSE EVERYONE FROM THOSE SPECIES TOOK ONE LOOK AT THE ENTERPRISE’S ENGINE ROOM AND RAN AWAY SCREAMING

vulcan science academy: why do you need another warp core

humans: we’re going to plug two of them together and see if we go twice as fast

vsa: last time we gave you a warp core you threw it into a sun to see if the sun would go twice as fast

humans: hahaha yeah

humans: it did tho

vsa: IT EXPLODED

humans: it exploded twice as fast

I love this. Especially because of how well it plays with my headcanon that the Federation does so much better against the Borg than anyone else because beating the Borg with military tactics is nigh-impossible, but beating them with wacky superscience shenanigans works as long as they’re unique wacky superscience shenanigans.

Yeah, I love this.

Reminds me of the thing I wrote a while back about Humans in high fantasy realms – they’re basically Team Fuck It Hold My Beer I Got This.

Impulsive, passionate to a fault, the social structures they build to try and regulate this hotheadedness ironically creates even greater levels of sheer bull-headedness. Even their “cooler” heads take action in months or weeks.

All their great heroes of the past were impossibly rash by galactic standards. Humans Just Go With It, which is their great flaw but also their greatest strength.

klingons: okay we don’t get it

vulcan science academy: get what

klingons: you vulcans are a bunch of stuffy prisses but you’re also tougher, stronger, and smarter than humans in every single way

klingons: why do you let them run your federation

vulcan science academy: look

vulcan science academy: this is a species where if you give them two warp cores they don’t do experiments on one and save the other for if the first one blows up

vulcan science academy: this is a species where if you give them two warp cores, they will ask for a third one, immediately plug all three into each other, punch a hole into an alternate universe where humans subscribe to an even more destructive ideological system, fight everyone in it because they’re offended by that, steal their warp cores, plug those together, punch their way back here, then try to turn a nearby sun into a torus because that was what their initial scientific experiment was for and they didn’t want to waste a trip. 

vulcan science academy: they did that last week. we have the write-up right here. it’s getting published in about six hundred scientific journals across two hundred different disciplines because of how many established theories their ridiculous little expedition has just called into question. also, they did turn that sun into a torus, and no one actually knows how. 

vulcan science academy: this is why we let them do whatever the hell they want. 

klingons: …. can we be a part of your federation

Come to think of it, I mean. Look at the “first human warp drive” thing in the movie. That was… Not how Vulcans would have done it.

you know what the best evidence for this is? Deep Space 9 almost never broke down. minor malfunctions that irritated O’Brien to hell and back, sure, but almost none of the truly weird shit that befell Voyager and all the starships Enterprise. what was the weirdest malfunction DS9 ever had? the senior staff getting trapped as holosuite characters in Our Man Bashir, and that was because a human decided to just dump the transporter buffer into the station’s core memory and hope everything would work out somehow, which is a bit like swapping your computer’s hard drive out for a memory card from a PlayStation 2 and expecting to be able to play a game of Spyro the Dragon with your keyboard and mouse.

you know what, I’m not done with this post. let’s talk about the Pegasus. the USS Fucking Pegasus,
testbed for the first Starfleet cloaking device. here we have a handful
of humans working in secret to develop a cloaking device in violation
of a treaty with the Romulans. they’re playing catchup trying to develop
a technology other species have had for a century. and what do they do?
do they decide to duplicate a Romulan cloaking device precisely, just
see if they can match what other species have? nope. they decide, hey,
while we’re at it, while we’re building our very first one of these things, just to find out if this is possible, let’s see if we can make this thing phase us out of normal space so we can fly through planets while we’re invisible.

“but why” said the one Vulcan in the room.

“because that would fucking rule” said the humans, high-fiving each other and slamming cans of 24th-century Red Bull.

there
must be like twenty different counselling groups for non-human
engineering students at Starfleet Academy, and every week in every
single one of them someone walks in and starts up with a story like “our
assignment was to repair a phaser emitter and my one human classmate
built a chronometric-flux toaster that toasts bread after you’ve eaten
it.”

Humans get mildly offended by the way they are presented in non-human media.

Like: “Guys, we totally wouldn’t do that!” But this always fails to get much traction, because the authors can always say: “You totally did.”

“That was ONE TIME.” 

There’s that movie where humans invented vaccines by just testing them on people. Or the one about those two humans who invented powered flight by crashing a bunch of prototypes. Or the one about electricity. 

And human historians go, “Oh, uh, this is historically accurate, but also kind of boring.” To which the producers respond: “How is doing THIS CRAZY THING boring????????”

There are entire serieses of horror movies where the premise is “We stopped paying attention to the human and ey found the technology.”

reblog for new meta. 

RE that last line: McGuyver. 

“MacGuyver” is the equivalent of Vulcan vintage human horror television.

during orientation at a human college, vulcans are presented with a list of swear words. 

“what is the word ‘fuck’ for,” the innocent young vulcans want to know. “surely there are more logical intensity modifiers.”

“yeah, you’d think so,” say the weary, jaded vulcan professors. “you’d really fucking think so.”

there is a phrase in vulcan for ‘the particular moment you understand what the word ‘fuck’ is for’. 

This is why the Federation is the only organisation to ever stand a chance against the Borg

The Borg can adapt to the brilliant millitary strategies of the Romulan Star Empire, the Klingons and even the cold logical intellectual prowess of the vulcans

The Borg weren’t prepared for a starship captain to lure them into his 50′s noir detective holo-novel and then machine gun them to death with a weapon made out of hard light

This thread is amazing. Even as a baby star trek nerd that only really knows the new movies.

“there is a phrase in vulcan for ‘the particular moment you understand what the word ‘fuck’ is for’.”

I just died

I lost my shit at “toasts your bread after you’ve eaten it”

Oh please please someone write this

The phrase-in-Vulcan and machine-gun bits above caused me to have to silently and painfully almost fall off a chair laughing in the middle of the QUIET study area of my SLAIS iSchool. XD Just so everyone knows. 

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Fun fact: According to Greek legend there was a famous prostitute who managed to avoid a death sentence by showing the judges her boobs and arguing that it would be a crime against the Gods to destroy something so beautiful. 

Before you ask, yes there are paintings of this. And yes, they’re amazing.

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I love history.

Role models tho.

The gay one

No, but this is one of my absolute favorite bits of history! 

The courtesan named was named Phryne and she was indeed a renowned beauty, and was indeed was put on trial for a capital crime. And yes, the sum of her defense consisted of her stripping in court (helped by her lover/defendant) and asking the jury (all males) if they were prepared to destroy this

But this is actually a very interesting case of Values Dissonance – the capital crime she was accused of was blasphemy. In Ancient Greek society, exceptional beauty was a sign of favor from the gods, and they took the idea that beauty indicated goodness with great seriousness. They even called their nobles Kaloi k’Agathoi, “the Beautiful and the Good.” 

So by showing off her great physical beauty, Phryne was being very clever indeed, her argument essentially being “How could I possibly commit blasphemy if the gods have given me this body?“ 

God, I adore history. 

”If these tits are legit, you must acquit.”