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ArtieChuckles
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1. Cyberpunk 2077
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5. Dragon Age: Veilguard
6. Mass Effect: Andromeda

#Noir #NeoNoir 🎬
#Gaming 🎮
#80s #Retro 👾
#Synthwave 🔊
#Cyberpunk ☔️
#Fantasy 🧙‍♂️
#Writing #Reading 📚
#Travel 🌎 #Food 🥘
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“… and the napkins freshly pressed!”
November 30, 2025 at 1:21 AM
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“I’m buying you a coat of pink cashmere ….”
November 30, 2025 at 12:38 AM
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How a bill from 1996 — yes nineteen ninety six — look this pristine?! C’est impossible! Either the most fantastic vintage forgery or someone figured a way to trick the machine.
November 28, 2025 at 2:58 AM
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Listen, I LOVE Campbell’s soup, but I ain’t gonna lie, this is the funniest headline I’ve read in a long time. Not even joking … “meat from a 3D printer” 🤣 stop ☠️
November 27, 2025 at 5:36 PM
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#NowWatching “Legend” (1986) —- I have somehow never seen this movie.
November 20, 2025 at 5:15 PM
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🤷‍♂️ Random 😆
November 19, 2025 at 1:22 AM
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The finished product!
November 19, 2025 at 12:55 AM
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Making haluski, aka cabbage and noodles - with pancetta. 🥘 😋
November 18, 2025 at 11:50 PM
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After over 2 years, only 25% of PC players have finished the Baldur's Gate 3.

What the heck are y'all actually DOIN'?! 😅
November 16, 2025 at 11:28 PM
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Three dollar martini yall!

🤣

#1997
November 14, 2025 at 10:31 PM
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Shoulder / tri’s. Not cut. Not lit. Just an improvement that I can see. I think I’m doing alright for a guy who hasn’t worked out in 30 years. 😆
November 14, 2025 at 9:25 PM
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Forget Bodega Cats. How about … bar cats! 🐈‍⬛ 🤣
November 14, 2025 at 8:00 PM
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Mood for workout is —
November 14, 2025 at 4:32 PM
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Me: dices grilled chicken for a wonderful chicken and rice soup.

Also me: eats 1/4 of the chicken while waiting for stock to heat. 😆
November 14, 2025 at 3:18 PM
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Wearing the ever-so- fashionable “elf booties” this morning. Tile floors. 🥶
November 12, 2025 at 1:31 PM
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Oh no ...

🤣😅🫠😂🤔😆

#DragonAge
November 11, 2025 at 11:02 PM
artiechuckles.bsky.social
“It’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas ! …”

At least in Florida, a godless place where it never feels like Christmas, at all. 🤣 😂 🎅
November 11, 2025 at 1:36 PM
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"... do NoT ToUcH the urchin ..."

Xenon the Antiquarian holds court.

#DragonAge
November 10, 2025 at 11:48 PM
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"The sort of place you want to leave, so you can return again soon."

A small cafe in Treviso. (The quote is *not* Lucanis.) 🤔

#DragonAge
This image depicts a serene, atmospheric evening scene in a richly detailed fantasy city, blending gothic architecture with warm, lived-in charm. The foreground shows an outdoor terrace café or tavern set along a stone promenade overlooking a quiet waterway. Several groups of people sit at wooden tables beneath the soft glow of lamplight, engaged in conversation or enjoying food and drink. Their clothing is varied—leather coats, tunics, and layered fabrics—suggesting a cosmopolitan and diverse population. A cat lounges comfortably near one of the far tables, adding to the sense of peaceful everyday life. To the left, a large gothic building rises, draped in thick ivy and shadow. Arched windows with ornate tracery and decorative circular stained-glass features punctuate the dark stone façade. A carved stag statue stands on a pedestal near the entrance stairs, illuminated by a cluster of warm hanging lanterns that cast amber light across the foliage. Across the water, the architectural skyline unfurls into a stunning vista: a complex of majestic buildings with domes, towers, and spires, all softly lit against the deep blue of twilight. The most striking feature is a large, egg-shaped glass dome that glows with a subtle turquoise sheen. Ivy climbs the structures on that side as well, lending the impression of an ancient city where nature and civilization have grown together over time. Mountains rise in the distance, their dark silhouettes framed beneath a cloud-dusted night sky. A few stars are visible, and faint birds or bats can be seen circling near the far buildings. Overall, the scene conveys a mood of quiet urban magic—a city at rest, full of history and life, where evening light mingles with gothic grandeur and warm communal spaces.
November 10, 2025 at 11:45 PM
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Lighthouse interior, Dwarven theme.

#DragonAge
A vast, awe-inspiring magical chamber—an enormous cathedral-like hall filled with arcane machinery, towering statues, and luminous energy. In the foreground, seen from behind, stands a powerful horned figure. His silhouette is framed dramatically by the radiant light pouring from above. He faces forward, small in comparison to the monumental scale around him, giving the entire scene a feeling of mythic significance. The hall itself is constructed of dark stone and intricate architecture: ribbed vaults, tall arches, and upper balconies lined with statues and carved ornamentation. Massive stone sentinels flank the entrance—colossal armored figures with angular designs and red-cross insignias carved into their pauldrons. Each statue holds a basin of blue fire, casting a cold glow that mixes with the warmer purple and violet lighting that fills the space. Suspended in the center of the chamber, hovering high in the air, is an enormous celestial orrery—rings of metal and arcane circuitry circling around a bright, rotating core of bluish-white energy. It radiates beams of magic that shine downward like a spotlight, enveloping the horned figure in its luminous wash. The rings move independently, as though tracking cosmic movements or measuring something beyond mortal understanding. Floating above and around the room are several massive vertical structures—great hanging monoliths or arcane tomes—that glow with orange and red light, almost as though embers burn inside their surfaces. They give the impression of ancient knowledge suspended in midair. On both sides, upper terraces are populated with statues or armored guardians, watching over the ritualistic or sacred space. The entire environment feels ancient yet impossibly advanced, a fusion of magic, lost technology, and monumental artistry. The image conveys a scene of revelation, destiny, or initiation—a lone warrior standing before a godlike machine in a temple built for secrets older than civilization.
November 10, 2025 at 11:41 PM
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My Lord of Fortune.

#DragonAge
A striking fantasy warrior standing on a broad, snow-dusted staircase leading up to a monumental stone structure. The central figure is a tall, imposing horned humanoid—likely a tiefling-like or demonic-blooded character—with slate-gray skin, dark hair, and curling black horns. His face is marked with vivid red and gold geometric paint or tattoos that accentuate his stern, focused expression. His eyes are piercing, bright, and intent, giving him a commanding presence. He is clad in ornate golden armor: heavily engraved, polished to a mirror shine, and adorned with swirling filigree and claw-like motifs. The chestplate gleams brilliantly in the cold sunlight, almost too bright to look at, and a vibrant red scarf or mantle wraps around his neck, adding a bold contrast to the gold and black. His armguards, belt, and greaves match the intricate craftsmanship, suggesting status, heritage, or ceremonial importance. A long sword rests over his right shoulder, the hilt wrapped and angled upward, indicating readiness or authority. Behind him, the massive staircase is uneven and scattered with rubble—broken stones, debris, and signs of recent damage or abandonment. On the left sits a tipped or damaged cart filled with glowing purple crystals, hinting at magical resources or mining. The background fades into the high entrance of a grand fortress or temple, its stone architecture cold, imposing, and partly shadowed. The lighting is crisp and wintry, with a faint haze softening the harshness of the scene. The image conveys the impression of a powerful, disciplined warrior arriving—or returning—to a place of great significance, one scarred by conflict or time.
November 10, 2025 at 11:35 PM
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Isana Nagat, High Anderfels, Thedas
(Dragon Age: The Veilguard, 2024)

#DragonAge
A sweeping, majestic mountain range under dramatic atmospheric light. A towering, sharply peaked mountain dominates the center—its slopes steep, jagged, and streaked with snow. Mist curls around its base and rolls through the surrounding valleys, creating a sense of immense elevation and bitter cold. To the right, another massive formation resembles a weathered stone face or mask, its contours evocative of ancient, slumbering features carved by time and wind. In the distance, layer after layer of mountains fade into a hazy golden horizon where sunlight breaks through low, heavy clouds. The sky is a deep, storm-dark blue above, transitioning toward a luminous band of pale gold at the horizon. This contrast gives the scene an almost ethereal divide between shadow and dawn. Toward the bottom right rests a small man-made structure perched on a rocky outcropping—likely a temple, fortress, or observatory—dwarfed by the mountains around it. Its presence emphasizes the scale of the landscape, hinting at a remote, sacred, or dangerous location accessible only to the brave or the desperate. The image conveys grandeur, isolation, and the silent power of high mountain realms—a place where weather, stone, and light rule over all.
November 10, 2025 at 11:30 PM
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My Rook is playing the field and Assan knows what's in that tea, and he ain't havin' it. 🤣😅🫠🤔🤭

#DragonAge
An intimate, emotionally charged moment between two characters in a dim, warmly lit interior. In the foreground, slightly out of focus, is the back and shoulder of a tall horned figure—likely a humanoid with a dark complexion and curved horns, suggesting a fantastical or demonic lineage. One of the figure’s hands is braced against the wall beside the other character, creating a sense of closeness and intentional physical presence. Facing him is a bearded man with long, dark, swept-back hair and warm, expressive eyes. He is dressed in refined clothing: a high-collared shirt, layered fabrics, and tailored stitching that gives him an air of cultured sophistication. The man is looking up at the horned figure with a gentle, almost affectionate smile—soft, open, and clearly comfortable in the moment. His body is relaxed, leaning slightly back against the wall behind him. The background is blurred but lit by soft amber tones, suggesting torchlight or firelight. The wall behind them is stone, with two dark, wing-shaped shadows or engravings flaring outward behind the bearded man, unintentionally giving him an angelic or symbolic silhouette. The image captures a quiet, intimate exchange between two characters—one powerful, imposing, and shadowed; the other warm, expressive, and quietly confident—set against a moody, fantasy-styled interior. A warm, domestic moment inside a richly detailed fantasy interior, lit primarily by firelight. In the foreground, two characters stand close together, their faces out of focus due to the shallow depth of field. One is a tall, dark-skinned, horned figure in armor; the other is a young elf or elf-blooded man with short, light hair and pointed ears, dressed in a simple white tunic with red trim. They appear to be mid-conversation—perhaps even mild admonishment or exasperation, based on the subtitle at the bottom. Centered in the background, perfectly in focus, sits a small creature resembling a baby griffon or owlet-griff hybrid. It has a round, expressive face, feathered ears that stand upright, and a slightly rumpled brown-gray coat. The creature is gazing directly forward with wide, expectant eyes—clearly wanting something, likely food. Its posture is both earnest and stubborn, like a pet begging prematurely. To the left, shelves packed with rolled scrolls and small containers hint at a study or workshop. Behind the creature, trays of food or ingredients rest on a low table. To the right, the stone fireplace is ablaze, casting warm orange light across the entire room. Tapestries, carved stone arches, and comfortable furnishings fill out the space, making it feel lived-in and scholarly. The subtitle reads: “Davrin: (Sighs) Assan! You know it’s not feeding time yet.” The image conveys a cozy, humorous scene: two caretakers dealing with a very insistent, very cute creature who is absolutely certain it should be fed right now.
November 10, 2025 at 4:15 PM
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Cars. 🖤 #ClassicSportsCars
November 4, 2025 at 5:29 PM
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Two more of Hossberg; so atmospheric.

#DragonAge
A dark, eerie landscape beneath a moonlit sky. The terrain is marshy, with shallow pools of murky water reflecting the cold light of the moon and the faint glow of fires scattered across the area. Dead trees, stripped of leaves and life, rise from the swampy ground like skeletal remains. A few lanterns and campfires flicker near the edges of a wooden dock, suggesting habitation—or perhaps the remnants of one. In the distance, a faint greenish mist drifts between rocky outcroppings and tangled roots, partially obscuring a pathway that leads toward a large, shadowed structure on the right. The scene’s atmosphere is heavy with damp air and quiet tension, as if the landscape itself is holding its breath. The combination of moonlight, firelight, and reflective water gives the environment an unsettling mix of beauty and dread. This image continues the dark, foreboding mood but shifts deeper into the environment, revealing a grotesque and corrupted terrain. Gigantic, twisted organic structures dominate the space—great tendrils or roots made of flesh and sinew that have fused with stone and earth. They pulse faintly, glistening with moisture, and are entangled among gnarled, dead trees. The water below is still and dark, reflecting the dim light of nearby torches. The landscape feels diseased, as if nature has been overtaken by something alien or parasitic. The walls and ground are studded with bulbous growths, veins, and dark tendrils that snake across every surface. The lighting is muted green and blue, with a sickly glow emanating from within the organic masses, casting an otherworldly pall over the scene. It evokes a sense of decay and transformation—an environment where the boundaries between life, death, and corruption have long since blurred.
November 3, 2025 at 10:01 PM