Hanging out on the internet turns most of us into that XKCD comic with the quartz when it comes to fetishes.

Especially as Scilla is a College of Swords bard, and therefore stabbier than most.

Never fear, I've managed to roll like absolute dirt our last two combats, so I'm not exactly overpowered! I missed SEVEN TIMES in our last stoush.

If our old friend Gerard Way did not have this serial kicking around in their head (dystopia where sadness is forbidden, dissidents against the regime being called "killjoys", white-faced police agents) when MCR were writing Danger Days and its attendant lore, I will consume an item of millinery

Getting into The Happiness Patrol! The Kandy Man spooked the fuck out of me as a child; still unsettling, but also... look at this goofy gooey guy. Much more frightening on a chunky old CRT.

The backflow bullet kind that pours smoke out the bottom- I think it's just sandalwood, but I primarily made the trade for the burner, which has a teapot on it.

I will NEVER boost her INT or WIS and that is a PROMISE. She's simply not all that bright! She's good at swords and that's enough, Selûne bless

Cabbage is one of my very best friends, I will ALWAYS support the cooking and eating of cabbage dishes

It does warm the heart to see fascists get blasted by Daleks. Lay down with dogs, get up with laser-blast fleas, motherfucker.

Thank!

People don't call things "well boggo" enough.

Watching my beloved Ace wallop the dickens out of a Dalek with an spaceified baseball bat... healing to the spirit.

The omnibus edition of Remembrance of the Daleks is widescreen and has a Moffat jumpscare on it, eugh. Thank goodness the proper grainy letterboxed edition is still out there.

Good job, Jeff!

You're so right. I also wish I'd had a Granny Smith apple to grate into it to play off the shredded red cabbage, but c'est la vie

Some species of cockatoo (they love to chew things to bits)