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  • ICCrawler@lemmy.worldtoAsk Lemmy NSFW@lemmynsfw.comAMA 44 F UK
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    5 days ago

    Truthfully, the white collar bit has me more interested than anything given such a world is much more removed and distant from my life than the NSFW stuff.

    1. You got a kid or kids, how much do you intend to help them with money? Like, would you take care of them without question even if they didn’t or couldn’t work? Or do you demand of them to go out into the world and make their own fortunes with limited help? No help? Etc.

    2. I guess in rolling with the NSFW theme here, as someone who can live the white collar life and presumably socialize within it, how often do you think men are really banging their maids versus the porn trope it’s made out to be?

    3. What is your single most expensive possession that isn’t a vehicle, house, or kid?















  • I would absolutely love to roll a character based around sonic/thunder damage. In concept, the idea of thunderous smite is wonderful. But the reality of not being able to stealth is just harsh.

    With a mighty crack of thunder you slam your warhammer into your foes chest, crushing their armor and their eardrums as you send them flying back. When they hit the ground, they uncontrollably tumble and roll before grinding to a halt, knocked prone on the floor about ten feet away.

    But then everyone within 300 feet hears the violent rumble of your hammer and rushes to investigate the sound. Suddenly, the whole dungeon is on your ass.

    Or Thunderclap! Surrounded by a pack of kobolds, the devious blighters work together to enclose and ambush you with their deadly pack tactics! In response, you slam your hands together, magically enhancing your clap with a thunderous roar that rips through the small band of lizards on every side of you. Two of the three scream as the sound pierces their ear drums, but one is cut short as his skull simply can’t handle the force. His eardrums explode, and he crumples to the ground, blood draining out of his ears, dead. The other screamer recovers, wounded, blood draining from his right ear but still standing. The third remains resilient, obviously disturbed by the aural impact but otherwise unharmed.

    The sound travels 100 feet through the kobold den. While you can’t see them, you know you’ve just rang the alarm for the enemy within their own den, and they will be coming, in numbers.