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@facepalmguild.bsky.social
"Just fight back." --Tibbles, 2018
A ragtag group of heroes who come together to kill stuff each week.
A ragtag group of heroes who come together to kill stuff each week.
"I'm single now, I get to flirt with all the men I want." —Tibbles
November 16, 2024 at 8:49 AM
"I'm single now, I get to flirt with all the men I want." —Tibbles
Snair: *looking for moose druid form in the spellbook so Tibbles can hitch a ride* "What the fuck."
Tibbles: "You just want to let me tickle your moose knuckle."
Snair: "Leave me alone."
Tibbles: "You just want to let me tickle your moose knuckle."
Snair: "Leave me alone."
November 16, 2024 at 8:49 AM
Snair: *looking for moose druid form in the spellbook so Tibbles can hitch a ride* "What the fuck."
Tibbles: "You just want to let me tickle your moose knuckle."
Snair: "Leave me alone."
Tibbles: "You just want to let me tickle your moose knuckle."
Snair: "Leave me alone."
Snair: "There's no need to fear!"
*accidentally pulls a bunch of extra mobs*
Elaraiyne: "Now there is."
Snair: "It's time to fear!"
*accidentally pulls a bunch of extra mobs*
Elaraiyne: "Now there is."
Snair: "It's time to fear!"
November 16, 2024 at 8:56 AM
Snair: "There's no need to fear!"
*accidentally pulls a bunch of extra mobs*
Elaraiyne: "Now there is."
Snair: "It's time to fear!"
*accidentally pulls a bunch of extra mobs*
Elaraiyne: "Now there is."
Snair: "It's time to fear!"
"I was thinking about coconut oil." —Tibbles
November 16, 2024 at 8:56 AM
"I was thinking about coconut oil." —Tibbles
Tibbles: "I came here to be a shitter and not know what to do."
Super: "You're killing it."
Tibbles: "Thank you."
Super: "You're killing it."
Tibbles: "Thank you."
November 16, 2024 at 9:04 AM
Tibbles: "I came here to be a shitter and not know what to do."
Super: "You're killing it."
Tibbles: "Thank you."
Super: "You're killing it."
Tibbles: "Thank you."
"He's bubbled. Guari, why would you be bubbled? Fall down another mountain?" —Gerb
November 16, 2024 at 9:04 AM
"He's bubbled. Guari, why would you be bubbled? Fall down another mountain?" —Gerb
Gerb: "I'll shapeshift out of bear form just to prove a point."
Guari: "If you have balls..."
Guari: "If you have balls..."
November 16, 2024 at 9:11 AM
Gerb: "I'll shapeshift out of bear form just to prove a point."
Guari: "If you have balls..."
Guari: "If you have balls..."
Tibbles: "We're so fucked, but we're going to keep trying."
Super: "That's our guild slogan."
Super: "That's our guild slogan."
November 16, 2024 at 9:11 AM
Tibbles: "We're so fucked, but we're going to keep trying."
Super: "That's our guild slogan."
Super: "That's our guild slogan."
Tibbles: "Ela, I need to you photoshop Kim Jong Un's face onto this penis."
Ela: "No."
Tibbles: "We are a sex-positive guild."
Ela: "No."
Tibbles: "We are a sex-positive guild."
November 16, 2024 at 9:19 AM
Tibbles: "Ela, I need to you photoshop Kim Jong Un's face onto this penis."
Ela: "No."
Tibbles: "We are a sex-positive guild."
Ela: "No."
Tibbles: "We are a sex-positive guild."
Guari: "Yes! In your face!"
Tibbles: "What? Oooooh..."
Guari: "Mmmhmmm. I'm a *smart* boy."
Tibbles: "What? Oooooh..."
Guari: "Mmmhmmm. I'm a *smart* boy."
November 16, 2024 at 9:19 AM
Guari: "Yes! In your face!"
Tibbles: "What? Oooooh..."
Guari: "Mmmhmmm. I'm a *smart* boy."
Tibbles: "What? Oooooh..."
Guari: "Mmmhmmm. I'm a *smart* boy."
Tibbles: "Just do like we did in that Freehold earlier."
Guari: "Wipe?"
Guari: "Wipe?"
November 16, 2024 at 9:27 AM
Tibbles: "Just do like we did in that Freehold earlier."
Guari: "Wipe?"
Guari: "Wipe?"
"What are you talking about? I'm a whore." —Guari
November 16, 2024 at 9:27 AM
"What are you talking about? I'm a whore." —Guari
"I don't know, but if a man touches me all I do is think about his dick too." —Tibbles
November 16, 2024 at 9:34 AM
"I don't know, but if a man touches me all I do is think about his dick too." —Tibbles
"Oh, what a surprise, Tibbles is dead. You can tell by all the raid leading that is happening." —Milroy
November 16, 2024 at 9:34 AM
"Oh, what a surprise, Tibbles is dead. You can tell by all the raid leading that is happening." —Milroy
Allancy: "'Mage' is a strong word for a kid with a lighter and a can of hairspray."
Tibbles: "Running through the forest, FIREBALL FIREBALL!"
Tibbles: "Running through the forest, FIREBALL FIREBALL!"
November 16, 2024 at 9:43 AM
Allancy: "'Mage' is a strong word for a kid with a lighter and a can of hairspray."
Tibbles: "Running through the forest, FIREBALL FIREBALL!"
Tibbles: "Running through the forest, FIREBALL FIREBALL!"
🎶"I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the... I RAN INTO A TREE, FUCK." —Hobbes
November 16, 2024 at 9:43 AM
🎶"I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the... I RAN INTO A TREE, FUCK." —Hobbes
Tibbles: "She just keeps giving me pants."
Fae: "There's a reason for that... I mean, look at your transmog."
Tibbles: "They're tactical shorts!"
Fae: "There's a reason for that... I mean, look at your transmog."
Tibbles: "They're tactical shorts!"
November 16, 2024 at 9:51 AM
Tibbles: "She just keeps giving me pants."
Fae: "There's a reason for that... I mean, look at your transmog."
Tibbles: "They're tactical shorts!"
Fae: "There's a reason for that... I mean, look at your transmog."
Tibbles: "They're tactical shorts!"
“I admire your bravery, but fuck you.” —Allancy
November 16, 2024 at 9:51 AM
“I admire your bravery, but fuck you.” —Allancy
“It’s kind of like playing darts with your ass…” —Tibbles
November 16, 2024 at 9:59 AM
“It’s kind of like playing darts with your ass…” —Tibbles
"You've got too many teeth. You should let me fix that with my pliers." —Tibbles
November 16, 2024 at 9:59 AM
"You've got too many teeth. You should let me fix that with my pliers." —Tibbles
Milroy: "I don't want to ruin Bella's day."
Fae: "You mean Ela's?"
Milroy: "No, I'm used to ruining Ela's day."
Fae: "You mean Ela's?"
Milroy: "No, I'm used to ruining Ela's day."
November 16, 2024 at 10:08 AM
Milroy: "I don't want to ruin Bella's day."
Fae: "You mean Ela's?"
Milroy: "No, I'm used to ruining Ela's day."
Fae: "You mean Ela's?"
Milroy: "No, I'm used to ruining Ela's day."
"Tibbles, I hate you. I hate your fucking mount, I hate your fucking face, I hate you." —Milroy
November 16, 2024 at 10:08 AM
"Tibbles, I hate you. I hate your fucking mount, I hate your fucking face, I hate you." —Milroy
"I didn't hear *words*. I was just like, 'something sounds like Tibbles'." —Elaraiyne
November 16, 2024 at 10:16 AM
"I didn't hear *words*. I was just like, 'something sounds like Tibbles'." —Elaraiyne
Bell: "Nobody's getting in!"
Tibbles: "But but but..."
Allancy: "Goddamnit Tibbles I wish your mom had that policy."
Tibbles: "But but but..."
Allancy: "Goddamnit Tibbles I wish your mom had that policy."
November 16, 2024 at 10:24 AM
Bell: "Nobody's getting in!"
Tibbles: "But but but..."
Allancy: "Goddamnit Tibbles I wish your mom had that policy."
Tibbles: "But but but..."
Allancy: "Goddamnit Tibbles I wish your mom had that policy."
"Why are you still naked?! This is why we aren't killing Mythic Argus." —Alame, to Tibbles.
November 16, 2024 at 10:24 AM
"Why are you still naked?! This is why we aren't killing Mythic Argus." —Alame, to Tibbles.