What about Mr Shmoe?

Ok but this is such a wild take to me. Like, how do you even know you're playing the game you say you're playing?
It also sets players and GMs to end up in very uncomfortable, abusive situations in and out of the game. I've been in groups like that. It wasn't pretty.

I cannot unsee it now. This is great.

This over and over and over again.

It's also a solid reaction meme.

Thank you.
She was a good cat. We're all happy to have known her.

Thank you. She was and I know the little brat knew it, too.

That was a year ago. She was happy. But that thing was growing inside her until her body couldn't take it. She wasn't more than two years old. She's gone now. But I'm never going to forget the way she looked at me when she reached her paw out to me.
Goodbye sweet Rusty Mama. You'll be missed.

Rust flourished over there. She was spoiled, loved and well cared for. She played like the kitten she was rather that fight like the cat she had to be. She knocked stuff over shelves then walked away like she did nothing. She made sleepy muffins on her fur dad's back while he slept. She was home.

As a joke, I asked my kid's dad if he wanted a cat. He surprised me when he said he wanted to take her for his brother. So, arrangements were made and, once the kittens were old enough, Rust went to her with her new family. At first I was worried because it was a busier area. I didn't need to be...

Rust was not with us for long. She relaxed around us. But she never got used to my dog Hugo. One night, I startled a one month old Grunt and Rust attacked Hugo despite not even being in the same room as Grunt. I had to pull her off Hugo. I knew she needed a better home then. So, I started looking.

Rust gave birth to four boys, Grunt, Harpy, Spectre and Boo. Before the birth, I read up on what to expect. They like to be alone, it said. So I set up a space and left. She started meowing. I want to see what was wrong. She reached out a paw, I took it then she stopped meowing and started pushing..

At the time, my kid had been hinting that they wanted a cat. Since we had just moved into a bigger place, I told them we could get them one. When I asked how they wanted to go about it, they told me they wanted one to adopt us. At the time, I was doubtful that would happen. Then in walked Rust...

In my local area, there is someone who likes to propagate stray cats. We believe that's where Rust came from though we can't be for sure. What we do know is that she was young, still technically a kitten. If she had a home, she rarely went to it. Lastly, she was pregnant. That's when she found us.

Ey... You ever figure out how to do that ant thing though.... Help a homie out, yeah?

Yeah, we'd love to. My guy is more expected with it than I am but only by a bit. I'll turn on messaging again and DM you now.

I don't think I count as a moot technically. Buuut, my hubby and I enjoy looking over those things and would be happy to give you our opinion about your stuff should you want it.
We're familiar with DnD, starfinder and pathfinder(PF) 1e and were starting to become familiar with PF 2e.

I helped an injured lizard today. I think it'll make a healthy recovery.

At this point, I think there's an actual script they're all passing around then just slightly changing the wording of some things to make it feel a tiny bit more personal.