lambofdawn:

ONLY ALL THE TIME.

Hellz yeah.

lambofdawn asked: Once upon a time, there was a little duckling that everyone loved. He wasn't ugly. The End.

I approve. Plot is simple. Pace is excellent. Ending is happy. The world could use more of this goodness.

• A compliment
• A story
• Why you follow me
• If you met me what would you do
• A cute message
• One thing you want to tell me
• One thing you want to know about me

I’m gonna go ahead and reblog this, because I’m bored and wouldn’t mind talking to my followers a bit before I get some shut eye. And tomorrow, I’ll post something new for those wondering.

(via lambofdawn)

Sorry about that.

I’ve been moping about trying to think of things to write. Well, no more. I’m getting a dungeons and dragons group going again so I may post some stories from that from time to time to keep some kind of story telling format going. Hope you guys like it.

The first session is on Thursday night. We all plan on getting drunk, so I expect some good stuff.

And hopefully, it’ll inspire some more original works from me to post here.

This is Lunar Savage, signing off tumblr for the evening…maybe. Sleep sounds good but not sure if I’ll actually be able to sleep.

And wandering in my mind.

Too many things to think of.

Too many things to do.

Too many ideas exploding at once.

I hear the call of worlds once dreamed of.

But I stare down the barrel of reality instead.

On the darkened street corner of Here and There.

Alighted by the flickering street lamps overhead.

The beautiful sorrow of the soul screams aloud.

And it dances on the air, a melodic sound.

So I stand in the foggy night.

Unawares of anything in the blackened abyss.

Cane Happyleaf

Height: 3’3”

Weight: 42.5 lbs.

Age: 113

Eye Color: Purplish Blue

Hair: Fair, dark tint

Race: Gnome

Class/Job/Occupation: Illusionist, Professional Prankster, Street Performer

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So, I’ve been taking all kinds of advice to help me through the horrible writers block I’ve been experiencing.

And it seems music and drinking have done the job! xD I don’t like to use drinking as a crutch for my writing and I damn sure don’t drink often. But tonight, I said fuck it!

Tomorrow, I’ll be posting something because I finally have a couple things to post about. Expect something along the lines of a new character bio, a journal entry, and maybe I’ll finish that episode of the fallout creepypasta. Or maybe I’ll scrap it. I dunno. We’ll see. Thanks for the advice everyone! ^_^

So, I like pokemon and am currently discussing it with a friend. And this little tidbit popped into my head:

Ah, critical hits. The most over powered thing in all of the trainer’s arsenal. For it shifts the tides of battle when all is looking grim, and the darkest clouds overhead are poised to drop lightning and open the bowels of Hell unto the trainer’s heart.

That said, here’s how the conversation really went:

Megkipz: FUCK YES CRIT!

Me: ah, the most OP of all things in the trainers arsenal. for it shifts the tides of battle when all is looking grim and the darkest clouds overhead are poised to drop lightning and open the bowels of Hell unto the trainer’s heart.

Megkipz: UH! 

SUCK MY DICK MAYLENE 

YOU STUPID CUNT

Any good recommendations from the tumblr peoples on a way to deal with writers block? I haven’t produced anything substantial for what feels like weeks!

I can’t seem to find the motivation to write and when I do, nothing wants to come out! Last time I was in this kind of funk, it lasted for about a year. I’d rather not leave everyone with a dead blog on their follow list for that long. So, suggestions! Please!?!

Hey all, for the record, this episode isn’t actually this short. I’m going to post the rest of it tomorrow. But I promised to have updates on Thursdays, so I’m posting what I do have. I know I should have worked on it throughout the week, and you have my apologies for not doing so, but I was busy. Forgive me! T_T It happens to the best of us.

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