I would say that Mercer’s voice acting is an utterly essential part of him being a fun DM to watch on a stream, but a very secondary part of him being a good DM to actually play with.

Hell, I can see an easy way for him to say sorry and try to help at the same time: create an initiative to help more Asian creators into Marvel Comics.

Imitators cum and go but nothing beats Original Tommy’s.

“Hey Tommy, we need some more...”

The difference for me being - I actually remember the scene from A:R. The scene and monster in Solo seemed kinda throwaway.

Saw the movie today and I’m really curious about what that Space-o-pus eat.

You get panned to the left, panned to right, and you’re the only show in town.

As someone who is trying to get rid of all his old Spawn stuff and discovering that no one wants it, I wonder why they’re bothering with a new movie.

Doubt it ws inspired by Quiet Place. He’s been talking about this for years.

I’ve been GMing for 27 years and this was inspiring to me. Thanks, Gita. I hope this was the first of many turns behind the screen for you.

I feel like “players did precisely none of the things I had planned for” is exactly the way every good RPG has ever gone for me. What always scared me about DM’ing is having to be the source of knowledge of all the rules.

What do you mean the response? The response from people who have seen it say it is better then expected. With reviews basically saying the same. The issue is that the film bombed pretty hard, which to be honest is not a surprise, actually wrote on it myself.

Thing is, journalism was very profitable IF you could go up against the thousands of people competing for that very job and win out though a combination of talent and luck. Plenty of Hunters existed and were just never given the opportunity, because there weren’t enough opportunities.

Goddamnit, you make writing sound like it’s completely dead. (Cries, drinks).

Sean O’Neal has too much faith in the notion that conventional journalism is any better than outlaw journalism or “rebel writing”. This pathetically shows you trying to switch the same method in your favor.

Whenever the term “gonzo journalism” is brought up all I can picture is a purple-blue feathered, bug-eyed, hooked beak Muppet dressed like Raoul Duke.

Maybe the “myth of the rebel writer” (whatever that means) has “faded” for people who write Internet listicles, but I would dispute the idea that it has “faded” for everyone else. Me, I think I’ll keep on reading Hunter Thompson, Ernest Hemingway, Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, William Burroughs, folks like that. But…

My mom tagged along with me to see this on the last day of its one-week local theatrical run, mostly for the A/C, during a hot summer and my big HST kick. I side-eyed her the whole time, wondering what she thought of what was going on. When the credits were finally rolling, I asked her if she got the film at all. “Sure…

I was with you until you gave your opinion of why you thought he shot himself. The man was literally on his last legs and his body was giving up on him.

Wasn’t the point of Vice to be the outlet for the rebel journalist? Like, “I’m going to write about crackhead culture by hanging around crack houses doing crack with them! So edgy!”