The Intentionally Anachronistic Salon
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A fleeting thought
The spleen is the body’s funniest organ, followed closely by the epidermis.
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A Conventionary Weekend with Comparative Elders
Returning from a convention in the past week, I’ve had two flavours of the same honour: sitting down at a table for an adventure with a man who’d been at his hobby ever since its genesis. This happened once on Saturday, and once on Sunday, each time with a different man.
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One of my friends has thought up a pirate who is not just any ordinary pirate; Mia Andolini is to be a gangster of the sea.
So I attempted a parodic altered version of the theme from The Godfather in the form of a wistful sea shanty for her. Enjoy!
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Video Game Cooking
If a video game has extended breaks in its action, and a system of picking things up for later usage, it’s a safe bet that you’ll be able to combine things you find into other, more useful or valuable things. If such a game also involves food, then it’s simple enough to add in cooking! Though such an attempt may end up simplistic itself.
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On the Mainstream
A happy St. Patrick’s Day to all!
I’ve been determined – a sort of St. Patrick’s Day resolution, as it were – to avoid mentioning my tabletop adventures to my friends who haven’t ever tried any for themselves, in case they would get unduly confused. While it has been helpful, for exploring other topics, I began to form a hypothesis that trendiness is a fan-following all on its own.
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Conventional Meanderings
I can see why old hands at any past-time can lose their patience at fresh-faced beginners, having witnessed some of it myself: the latter not knowing what the former take for granted, figuring things out for the first time that seem obvious, and partially because of well-established people who turn out to be impatient.
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middle earth? Hogwarts? Narnia? ahhhh idk!
I ask the voice if I can ever return to these doors again. Then I stick my head through each one to see which door leads where.
Then, if I am allowed a second question, I ask if I may attempt to build my own door.
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As you can tell by the poorly-spattered food colouring, I had in my possession both too much left over Valentine’s Day candy and time on my hands.
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I present: a text-message break-up, in Sugar Hearts.
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Neither recipes, music nor comments on fan followings this week; instead, I’ve attempted another RPG character illustration.
Thalanerus Isilvaria (or “The Elf” if he’s in any group wherein he is the only elf) is a political historian and magical theorist who would rather read about people than talk to them. He asks all the human people he may end up meeting again to tell him something about themselves so that he may write it down in a notebook of his, so as not to forget any of them. He’s only snooty to people who ignore him.(I originally liked the idea of a Quebecois-sounding elf wizard with a rapier who would rather electrocute opponents than leave them with ugly burns and scars)
