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Fell, they/she, English, currently obsessed with DnD and other ttrpgs. I do art sometimes. I GM the Epyllion campaign Beyond Moonlight's Reach and the Daggerheart campaign The Witherwild on this very site.

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@Guardian Angel Haruki

With disadvantage on a Nature check, I roll a 10. But if @XxFellsingxX would be kind enough to negate the disadvantage via the help action, that would make my roll a 19.


If that's allowed, Jub will help... I'm not sure how he will help, but he will.
@XxFellsingxX@rush99999 Just to double check with you: Are Jub and Brutrumukk heading to D10?


Jub's going wherever Brut's going.
Jill Brookes



Location: Camphor's Lab Mentions: @Savo @Rune_Alchemist


Jill gave a smile to Pix and then a low bow to Frieda. "Thank you very much," she said, before scurrying away to where the restrooms were. She took the bucket from the nearby cleaning closet and began filling it up at the restroom's sink. Once it was full enough, she ran out of restroom, holding the bucket over her head. "Okay, I'll bring this back shortly!" she called over to Frieda before making her way out of the lab and back to the fight.

It seemed that while she had been away, her partner had done his best to make sure Aster didn't sustain too much damage with... mixed results. Both Pokemon were lying on a pile on the floor, meaning when Jill threw the bucket of cold water, both Aster and Jojo would end up being splashed. "Sorry!" she said to Jojo, hoping the Riolu would understand. Once she had emptied the bucket, she placed it on the ground beside her. "Alright, everyone, remind me after the battle that I have to return this... because I sometimes forget to do that."

As she was saying this, Aster was starting to wake up, and she didn't look too happy. She shoved Jojo off of her before getting to her feet, taking a moment to shake herself dry before fixing her eyes once again on the Slakoth. However, before she lunge back into the fight, Jill spoke up, with what was her first command for the entire fight. "Aster, do the screamy-thing!" the ninja called. The Aipom over at her, her expression between frustration and confusion. "Just do it! I think it might help!"

The Aipom looked at her for a moment longer before shrugging. She turned back to the Slakoth and let out an ear-piercing Screech.
I imagine he'd be quickly banned from most platforms. The few that don't he would fill with images and videos of crude violence, as well as shameless plugs for his Spirit of the Snoring Stone gig. Though I imagine he wouldn't be particularly interested in showing his face on social media in his current condition.


Jub starts keeping a tally chart of "Days since Brutrumukk last got banned from a social media platform".
@rush99999 Also, imagine Brutrumukk on social media.
Jub on social media: *Gives up after admitting that he is a goblin.*

Brutrumukk preparing a refresher course on why being a goblin is actually really cool: 'Ow many times do I gotta teach you this lesson, booyagh?


He'll get it eventually...

... eventually.
Did you come up with an answer to that question?


I was thinking about it, and then I realised that Jub would delete his social media almost immediately because having access to the internet and a condition where you are magically forced to confess any secrets you have are a terrible combination.

Like, he'd be trying to put in his bio that he's a gnome from some fancy magic college or something but he'd end up outing himself a goblin and decide was enough was enough.
Came across this video while I was already in the process of trying to flesh out some future DnD characters (both PCs and NPCs) and thought I'd share it.

Also because it made me ask the ungodly question of what Jub's social media would look like, and now you all must suffer with that concept as well.
Jub the Peculiar


Jub observed the bullywugs with dull amusement. Snooty frog people? Yeah, that checked out. It made as much sense as anything else he'd seen since entering this weird plane. Just like Brutrumukk, he also didn't fancy his chances with mingling these guys, and started following the gnome around the hall until he drew his attention to something nearby. Jub eyed the cloud curiously, though no more surprised than how he had looked at the bullywugs. "That's a storm cloud... with ropes coming out of it," the goblin said flatly. He then shrugged. "You know, I'm starting to wish I'd found a book about fey nonsense instead of a spellbook. That would be very helpful right about now."
Brutrumukk: Oi oi. Booyagh. What d'you reckon that thing over there is?
Jub: Bro, I gave up trying to understand what is going on, like, half a chapter ago. Don't attempt to get answers from me.
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