She should've died hereafter
Sep. 10th, 2022 08:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
missizzyI genuinely thought when the Queen died, I would spend the next few days properly mourning her, regardless of whether I ought to or not. But then she went and died in a week where we got more reminders that both her and our country is in the grips of far worse people that may destroy the lot of us yet, and it just felt unimportant. Seeing my Twitter timeline filled with all the reminders of the terrible things done in her name (much to my poor mother's shock when I showed her!) just makes the whole thing feel even more screwy, though I've never seen the point of being angry at the dead. (Speak ill of them if you must, maybe, but there are other people who can still do things to focus the anger on.)
I did go back and reread one Captain America fic in which she made an appearance, though. I could see from the comments on it I wasn't the only one either.
This was also the week I said goodbye to Varvara, as our group's first campaign came to its conclusion, with two of our four-person party heading off to another world, another one going back to his kid and babymama (I think that guy won the session, dropping that reveal on us!), and her and Lon heading off into the woods to live more quietly, though the DM then declared we were talked us as legendary guardians among the locals. I've been working on my next character, a dwelven bard, as we begin the next campaign next week!
But that wasn't even the only campaign I started this week, as I finally got Schist to Jigow with a new party, including another drow, a kobold druid, a dwarven blood hunter, and a monk who didn't make our first session, for Call of the Netherdeep. So far she's managed to get herself hopelessly lost in a maze, fire off three eldritch blasts at a shark, and land one of them. We've managed to at least meet all the members of the rival party as well, though we've only had prolonged interaction of two of them, and our blood hunter managed to alienate Ayo when he swam off with the prize spear and left her to battle the sharks alone. That the kobold and I did help will maybe help soften that, but I doubt we'll be friends with the rivals after that."
The week's episode of Critical Role hasn't exactly helped with my mental state either. There may be more coping smut.
I did go back and reread one Captain America fic in which she made an appearance, though. I could see from the comments on it I wasn't the only one either.
This was also the week I said goodbye to Varvara, as our group's first campaign came to its conclusion, with two of our four-person party heading off to another world, another one going back to his kid and babymama (I think that guy won the session, dropping that reveal on us!), and her and Lon heading off into the woods to live more quietly, though the DM then declared we were talked us as legendary guardians among the locals. I've been working on my next character, a dwelven bard, as we begin the next campaign next week!
But that wasn't even the only campaign I started this week, as I finally got Schist to Jigow with a new party, including another drow, a kobold druid, a dwarven blood hunter, and a monk who didn't make our first session, for Call of the Netherdeep. So far she's managed to get herself hopelessly lost in a maze, fire off three eldritch blasts at a shark, and land one of them. We've managed to at least meet all the members of the rival party as well, though we've only had prolonged interaction of two of them, and our blood hunter managed to alienate Ayo when he swam off with the prize spear and left her to battle the sharks alone. That the kobold and I did help will maybe help soften that, but I doubt we'll be friends with the rivals after that."
The week's episode of Critical Role hasn't exactly helped with my mental state either. There may be more coping smut.
