they're inventing a new kind of firework. instead of bright fire, these will erupt into dark liquid. they will splatter against the sky like ink blots and their abominable filth will stain the clouds black and rain down on us forever.
Accidentally rolling my dinner dice instead of my regular d6s when casting a fireball and dealing 8 chinese damage to the group of bandits I was targeting
An unknowable eldritch entity materialising on earth and compressing millions of humans into coal is brutal…
A mining company seeing the apocalypse as a business opportunity is horrifying.
oh you won't get it, I feel so unbelievably happy in this specific narrow window of weather. The smell of the ozone, the sound of leaves rustling, the cool wind, the clouds moving, the rumblings distant thunderclaps, nothing makes me feel so at peace with myself.