“Americans believe in big portions! That’s so crazy.” Look at this European getting scammed into paying for 100 calories worth of food. Fool. Idiot. You wish you could have this 16 ounce Big Gulp and this serving of rice I will eat off for three days but you can’t. Cope and seethe.
I also love watching Italians get mad at Italian American food. You’re cranky because your hungry, aren’t you? Cranky because you don’t get that delicious olive oil and balsamic vinegar to dip your bread in before meals? Cranky because your pizza kinda sucks?
Beef? You aren’t eating, I just said that.
who has that one post that’s like “americans will lightly rib british people for their accents and brits will be like ‘your children will die in a school shooting’“
all cyberpunk stories are like “If you wanna crack open a cybercroissant this nasty, you’re gonna need a real top notch e-driller. i know a guy- Toledo Killswitch- he’s got the frag ordinance you need to grizzle this bocce ball.”
If you’re terribly curious why this is, it’s because William Gibson – the guy whose work is largely synonymous with first-wave literary cyberpunk – spent most of the 1970s bumming around the Toronto drug scene (for many years he claimed he’d moved to Canada in order to avoid the Vietnam draft, though he later admitted that it was mostly for easier access to weed), and much of the distinctive argot of his work is based on the youth counterculture slang he observed during that period of his life. So basically the reason that dialogue in classic cyberpunk sounds Like That is because the characters all talk like teenage Canadian stoners from the 70s.
It’s been said before, but goddammit I love the material components for spells in D&D. They’re so stupid.
Detect Thoughts requires a copper to cast. Gust of Wind needs beans. Sunbeam requires a magnifying glass. Passwall uses sesame seeds.
Darkvision needs fucking. Carrots.
My favorite is the Pathfinder version of Hideous Laughter, which requires tiny fruit tarts and a feather.
I like to imagine that apprenticing to a wizard means being put in charge of gathering/arranging all of these spell components before you even get to learn your first cantrip.
Disclaimer, if a spell component makes no sense, it’s often based on a pun.
Many of the illusion spells require fleece, because your pulling the wool over the target’s eye
Polymorph spells need caterpillar cocoons because the targets are metamorphosed
The component for the Tongues spells (which lets you speak and understand other languages) is a model ziggurat… which is was most likely inspired the Tower of Bable story… the one where people started speaking different languages
I’m 99% sure that the reason the component for Detect Thoughts is a copper piece (aka the smallest denomination of currency in D&D) is because it’s a penny for your thoughts.
Speaking as someone who writes for RPGs, we put so many stupid-ass jokes in things. So many. So, so, so many. And the ‘Gust of Wind’ needing beans is definitely a fart joke.
Not material but Sudden Stalagmite’s Vocal and Somatic components are: You point your finger upward and utter a curt shout. Immediately, a razor-sharp stalagmite bursts from the ground to impale your foe.
That is, you flip them off and shout a curse word. Pretty sure it’s Bitch.
Like. Passwall is sesame seeds? “Open sesame.”
If you can’t figure out why something is the way it is in an RPG, ask yourself:
