I bite everything that dares come near me
noah fence but how do ppl 5′5″ and under like survive….
First dnd character: tiefling druid literally raised by wolves because I was like twelve
Newest dnd character: I am the happy goblin boy I make sky go boom for Stronmaus
Need that in my life
reblog to make ur blog smell like crispy autumn air, graveyards, carved pumpkin guts, moon water, and a damp cave full of bats
Tim, you wear eye-searing spandex on stealth missions.
I would just like to inquire why you haven't met the minimum requirements for the title. There is a complete and utter lack of charming and/or comically idiotic henchmen, the amount of remote and impractical lairs I've seen hasn't been so low since Jane Austen was at the peak of her career, there are no outlandish devices, schemes, and plots to take over a specific tri-state area, not to mention technology so advanced it raises the question of why you consistently battle a group of plucky teenagers with superpowers instead of curing cancer or something.
I don't know what kind of sham you think we're running here, but we are professionals, and professionals have standards. We don't give out the title of villain to any moron who sticks up a bank. We would kindly ask you to leave and not return.
Holly berries!
Can't wait until I'm older than most Picasso paintings and I can stop caring. I will be INSTIGATING.
Shout out to the guy from Jailhouse Rock who decided to not make a break for it so he could fuckin' BOOGIE