i hope that after all this, ruby will be able to join the circus like she’s always wanted to do.
instead of corn or philosophy students, i propose a new spirit guardian form that combines the deadliest aspects of ally and kristen possible: beyblades and ribbon dancers
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
pop quiz! in this episode fig faeth _______:
throws a crustacean party
indulges in the teen rockstar life
tried to eat a random mushroom off the ground to get high
gets her contractually backed kisses in with ayda
is served legal papers from a judicial servant of hell
peels her pee-stained father out of the tire well of a van
answer: it’s all of them. emily axford is a bag of loose radioactive particles kept together by her drive to kill brennan and sheer glee
lapin cadbury: boring old geezer in the streets, brilliant political revolutionary in the sheets
i’m filing an injury claim against dimension 20 because the whiplash in moods this episode is hurting me more than last episode hurt my feelings
fabian: dances the night away with a silken elven sheet
me, thinking about how he shut down gortholax when he talked about how most of the best blood rush players were also ballerinas: oh how the lunchtables have turned
i think it would be pretty sexy of you all to let your dungeon master play one of the many pcs that they’ve made despite knowing they’ll never be able to use them
why weren’t you at reality practice
yo, sweet fucking vindication. pok fuckgak is canon, boys