shiro: matthew holt stop it!
matt: that’s not my name
shiro: oh sorry i just assumed matt was short for matth-
matt: mathematics holt.
shiro: you’re…you’re fucking with me
matt: what? so i’m a liar now?
shiro: no…i…
matt: yeah i’m fucking with you
shoutout to zac oyama for choosing to play a way of the long death monk, aka one of the toughest fucking characters to kill in dnd history. death might have taken lapin cadbury, but to cumulous rocks it’s a joke
ragh boning down for the first time with an elf is great, but now i need the thistlesprings giving him a binder and a firm talking-to about sexual health
why weren’t you at reality practice
riz can have a little bit of loving, badass double-agent father, as a treat
*gives you a thumbs up then turns around and just vomits*
when belizabeth bastard pulled her move, i immediately started trying to think of an intricate legal defense to buy more time. my friend shot out of his seat and yelled “it’s time to deck that bitch” and honestly that’s the dichotomy of dnd, baby
i’m willing vox populi ricky matsui into existence.
For a while my Dave Strider cosplay included $400 Gucci shades I found on the ground at Disneyland and a $60 pair of black Vans I found on the street and honestly I feel it’s the most canon cosplay I ever did
SPEAK NOT OF THE NIGHT YORB