Heh, I wish Sposta was still around to edit the title, since that has since calmed down. But there is a long history that spun from the OGL stuff, and what happened in this thread... it started as just talk about anything other than the OGL that was dominating the forums to the point where it was almost spam (there were threads upon threads upon threads, where other topics were pushed to page 2 or 3 on here). So this became a hub to discuss anything but that and keep this thread bumped and alive, through that. A lot of fun stuff happened in here too... I wrote off beat stories based on people's handles on here after someone in the thread determined people's classes based on how they post... lol... that ran for quite awhile and was fun to do.
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Basically - in this case - the agreement that WotC has that says, "You can use XYZ from D&D freely to make your own gaming system" type of agreement. Well, they ended up changing the OGL agreement that impacted a lot of other companies that were using the previous OGL to make their D20 based games - and it caused a massive uproar. People were demanding it reversed (logically so, really), people were telling D&D Beyond to delete their accounts if it's not reversed, people were posting their thoughts on it, each person creating a new thread instead of focusing on one thread and making a massive thread to show the impact (instead, making individual ones, so everyone who was still trying to use D&D Beyond was getting spammed by these posts). Not a great time for anyone really. If you google something like "D&D OGL" or "WoTC OGL" I am sure there's still sites and (older) Youtube videos about it if you really want to dive deep into that cesspool.
Basically - in this case - the agreement that WotC has that says, "You can use XYZ from D&D freely to make your own gaming system" type of agreement. Well, they ended up changing the OGL agreement that impacted a lot of other companies that were using the previous OGL to make their D20 based games - and it caused a massive uproar. People were demanding it reversed (logically so, really), people were telling D&D Beyond to delete their accounts if it's not reversed, people were posting their thoughts on it, each person creating a new thread instead of focusing on one thread and making a massive thread to show the impact (instead, making individual ones, so everyone who was still trying to use D&D Beyond was getting spammed by these posts). Not a great time for anyone really. If you google something like "D&D OGL" or "WoTC OGL" I am sure there's still sites and (older) Youtube videos about it if you really want to dive deep into that cesspool.
Correction on the highlighted part—WotC didn't change the OGL, a alleged revised version was leaked which kicked everything off. Then WotC publicly released a second revised version for community feedback. Then based on the response to that WotC decided to not change the OGL and instead put all the SRD (the stuff the OGL document lets you use) into Creative Commons, which is a license like how the OGL is except it's not controlled by WotC and they can't change or remove the SRD from CC.
Basically - in this case - the agreement that WotC has that says, "You can use XYZ from D&D freely to make your own gaming system" type of agreement. Well, they ended up changing the OGL agreement that impacted a lot of other companies that were using the previous OGL to make their D20 based games - and it caused a massive uproar. People were demanding it reversed (logically so, really), people were telling D&D Beyond to delete their accounts if it's not reversed, people were posting their thoughts on it, each person creating a new thread instead of focusing on one thread and making a massive thread to show the impact (instead, making individual ones, so everyone who was still trying to use D&D Beyond was getting spammed by these posts). Not a great time for anyone really. If you google something like "D&D OGL" or "WoTC OGL" I am sure there's still sites and (older) Youtube videos about it if you really want to dive deep into that cesspool.
Another sort of correction. The ogl/cc doesn’t necessarily allow companies make their own game as much as use the 5e engine to make stuff. Some have used to make their own game. But more often it’s been to make the many, many 3rd-party supplements.
There we go, thank you for the correction. It was a dark time on these forums when everyone was screaming. I barely paid any real attention to that madness.
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello! Call meTana orGato. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
SOMEONE ELSE WHO KNOWS THE WORD DEFENESTRATED!!!! YESSS!!!! also that is amazing.
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Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Anyways, here’s a random dairy religion I made in 23 minutes.
Random Dairy Religion
The Creation of the Universe:
At first there was nothing, then nothing became Nothing (pronounced no-thigh-en-gee). Nothing decided o create Something, who immediately incinerated Nothing by creating the Law of Conservation of Mass.
With Nothing gone, Something took the form of a cow, the reason will never be known.
This Cow (who is now named “Audhumbumbula”) gave birth to a calf named Alubmubmuhdua. Audhumbumbula began producing milk, Nothing’s spirit decided to create the Second Law of Thermodynamics and incinerate Alubmubmuhdua before he could drink Audhumbumbula’s milk.
With Audhumbumbula’s udder being full of milk, it began to curdle.
At first, it was small curds, unable to be seen with the naked eye or even a good $400 microscope. These curds floated around inside the milk peacefully.
Until the Great Coagulation.
Everything, everywhere, all at once, the tiny curds began to inspissate into larger masses, Audhumbumbula felt this disturbance in her udder and began shifting, causing friction within the larger curds to burst into flames.
The smaller of the curds spun around the big fiery curds due to Audhumbumbula’s shifting and shaped themselves into perfect-ish spheres.
The universe was in motion, it just takes a good delivery guy to populate it.
The First Gods:
The curds spun and burned for eons before the first collision occurred.
In a flash of blinding light, two star-curds annihilated each other and the subsequent force was enough to spark the first manifestation of divinity.
From the nebulous end of the two star-curds, emerged a figure who would have appeared most intimidating if he wasn’t wearing a tucked-in polo with matching white sailors hat.
This was Melke, and he had one mission.
Deliver the Lifemilk to every planet.
But before Melke could get onto his bicycle and deposit the milk onto the nearest planet-curd, he was stopped by another divine being.
Krydret, the Spicy One, demanded that Melke to pour out the Lifemilk, ore else he would cause a terrible curse on all forms of life that Melke could create.
Melke responded, “Whatever, dude.”
The Population of the Planet-curd:
Melke visited the first planet-curd, the third one out from the star-curd Los, and dumped a bottle of Lifemilk into the soil.
All sorts of interesting creatures sprang out from the ground. First came simple bacterium’s and amoebas.
Next came the jellyfish, sponges, worms and such that flew into the liquid lakes of milk on the planet-curd’s surface.
Fish flew into the lakes, while reptiles and insects sprouted from the surface of the ground.
The hairy creatures came last, with the last bipedal thing being unfinished. There wasn’t enough milk!
“Blast it, just one more bottle.” Melke poured the milk into the mouth of the unfinished creature, and it sputtered everywhere.
“ACK, ITS GOT COVID!” Melke yelled, as he stumbled backwards into his milk cart and poured the rest of the milk into the soil.
“Oh gods no.”
Over 8.6 million different species of creatures were released into the wild. They stuttered and flew and slithered and walked and swung and scampered and galloped and jumped and ran and traversed into the wilderness.
All except one. The unfinished, two legged thing.
This little curiosity had no hair except for the very top of its head, and its tail was a flat, non-existent vertebra that people didn’t even figure out existed until 290 BC.
“Huh, I will call this…”
“Man.”
Melke looked shocked, the thing, the “Man” just spoke to it.
Melke said carefully, “Did you just…”
The Man opened its mouth, “Yeah. I’m smart now, dude.”
Melke was shocked, apparently dumping a whole bottle of Lifemilk into the Man gave it intelligence.
Well, that happened.
The Curse of Krydret:
Man decided that they needed to eat food, so they began consuming everything.
Trees, birds, celery. All of it was devoured by Man.
Krydret saw this and was like, “Nah, time for those nerds to get cursed.”
A beautiful red pepper plant sprouted in front of Man, and they took a bite out of it.
“Mmmm yummy tastes like…OH GODS IT TASTES LIKE THE FLAMES OF FIRE AAAAARGHHH!!!!!!”
Man drank milk from a nearby cow and said, “Whoa dude this stuff helps with the pepper fire.”
From there on out, only insane people enjoyed the fires of the pepper plant.
The Division of the Genders:
Man was bored.
I mean, sure, a bunch of dudes eating trees, sound alike a good time.
But something was missing.
Melke saw how sad the Mans were and decided to make a new type of Man.
Melke hit CTRL+C on Man, then deleted a few things like intelligence and sense of fun, then hit CTRL+V.
Man looked at this new thing and said, “Whoa, Man. Look at that thing.”
The other Mans said, “A WhoaMan? Sounds good to me.”
The WhoaMan said, “Actually we prefer to be called females.”
Man said, “Still has ‘Male’ in it.”
WhoaMan said, “Well…then, how about just person?”
Man replied, “got ‘Son’ in it.”
WhoaMan said, “Frick, I guess you’re right.”
The Aether-Milk Jiggles:
Man and WhoaMan lived peacefully together for a while.
Until the Aether-Milk began to jiggle.
The substance that held the universe in place began to vibrate ever so slightly.
These vibrations caused a giant curd to slam into the Planet-curd, which made all the big lizards die.
With no more big lizards eating the humans (“got ‘man’ in it”), the humans could expand their empire and become the most powerful species in the universe.
Humans began fighting themselves because they didn’t believe in the milk gods, or because they did.
After a bunch of humans died, one stopped up and said, “Yo dudes, hear me out.”
His audience looked up at him.
“What if we like, decided that online religion is like, the actual one?”
A timid voice rose from the audience, “How will we do that?”
“Stone, Parchment, Scalpel”
The audience grumbulated excitedly as the SuperPriest of the Religionites stepped up to the podium to face this Prophet.
“Best two out of three?”
“That’s gay.”
The audience said stuff like, “Burn!” and, “Rekt!”
“Fine then, Stone!”
“Parchment!”
“Scalpel!”
“FIRE!”
SuperPriest had his hand in a fist…
And ProphetGuy had his hand…
…
…in a…
…flat shape.
Cheering erupted from the crowd as they picked up SuperPriest and threw him out of the window.
ProphetGuy erected temples of Melke and Audhumbumbula in the cities, and people began worshipping the gods more.
The Golden Age of Lactism:
ProphetGuy took the name of Lactonius, and became the MegaPriest of the Lactites.
The former SuperPriest of Religionism was still kinda angry about being defenestrated.
SuperPriest snuck into Lactonius’s room in the dark of the night, pulled out a knife, and raised his arm before hearing a powerful voice.
“…ummm..hey, could you…like…not do that?”
SuperPriest was so startled by the sheer power in the voice’s inflection that he fell out of the window.
SuperPriest’s 15 minutes finally came, and he promptly despawned before he could craft a boat mid-air.
you should like write a whole story based off that mythos
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Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Anyways, here’s a random dairy religion I made in 23 minutes.
Random Dairy Religion
The Creation of the Universe:
At first there was nothing, then nothing became Nothing (pronounced no-thigh-en-gee). Nothing decided o create Something, who immediately incinerated Nothing by creating the Law of Conservation of Mass.
With Nothing gone, Something took the form of a cow, the reason will never be known.
This Cow (who is now named “Audhumbumbula”) gave birth to a calf named Alubmubmuhdua. Audhumbumbula began producing milk, Nothing’s spirit decided to create the Second Law of Thermodynamics and incinerate Alubmubmuhdua before he could drink Audhumbumbula’s milk.
With Audhumbumbula’s udder being full of milk, it began to curdle.
At first, it was small curds, unable to be seen with the naked eye or even a good $400 microscope. These curds floated around inside the milk peacefully.
Until the Great Coagulation.
Everything, everywhere, all at once, the tiny curds began to inspissate into larger masses, Audhumbumbula felt this disturbance in her udder and began shifting, causing friction within the larger curds to burst into flames.
The smaller of the curds spun around the big fiery curds due to Audhumbumbula’s shifting and shaped themselves into perfect-ish spheres.
The universe was in motion, it just takes a good delivery guy to populate it.
The First Gods:
The curds spun and burned for eons before the first collision occurred.
In a flash of blinding light, two star-curds annihilated each other and the subsequent force was enough to spark the first manifestation of divinity.
From the nebulous end of the two star-curds, emerged a figure who would have appeared most intimidating if he wasn’t wearing a tucked-in polo with matching white sailors hat.
This was Melke, and he had one mission.
Deliver the Lifemilk to every planet.
But before Melke could get onto his bicycle and deposit the milk onto the nearest planet-curd, he was stopped by another divine being.
Krydret, the Spicy One, demanded that Melke to pour out the Lifemilk, ore else he would cause a terrible curse on all forms of life that Melke could create.
Melke responded, “Whatever, dude.”
The Population of the Planet-curd:
Melke visited the first planet-curd, the third one out from the star-curd Los, and dumped a bottle of Lifemilk into the soil.
All sorts of interesting creatures sprang out from the ground. First came simple bacterium’s and amoebas.
Next came the jellyfish, sponges, worms and such that flew into the liquid lakes of milk on the planet-curd’s surface.
Fish flew into the lakes, while reptiles and insects sprouted from the surface of the ground.
The hairy creatures came last, with the last bipedal thing being unfinished. There wasn’t enough milk!
“Blast it, just one more bottle.” Melke poured the milk into the mouth of the unfinished creature, and it sputtered everywhere.
“ACK, ITS GOT COVID!” Melke yelled, as he stumbled backwards into his milk cart and poured the rest of the milk into the soil.
“Oh gods no.”
Over 8.6 million different species of creatures were released into the wild. They stuttered and flew and slithered and walked and swung and scampered and galloped and jumped and ran and traversed into the wilderness.
All except one. The unfinished, two legged thing.
This little curiosity had no hair except for the very top of its head, and its tail was a flat, non-existent vertebra that people didn’t even figure out existed until 290 BC.
“Huh, I will call this…”
“Man.”
Melke looked shocked, the thing, the “Man” just spoke to it.
Melke said carefully, “Did you just…”
The Man opened its mouth, “Yeah. I’m smart now, dude.”
Melke was shocked, apparently dumping a whole bottle of Lifemilk into the Man gave it intelligence.
Well, that happened.
The Curse of Krydret:
Man decided that they needed to eat food, so they began consuming everything.
Trees, birds, celery. All of it was devoured by Man.
Krydret saw this and was like, “Nah, time for those nerds to get cursed.”
A beautiful red pepper plant sprouted in front of Man, and they took a bite out of it.
“Mmmm yummy tastes like…OH GODS IT TASTES LIKE THE FLAMES OF FIRE AAAAARGHHH!!!!!!”
Man drank milk from a nearby cow and said, “Whoa dude this stuff helps with the pepper fire.”
From there on out, only insane people enjoyed the fires of the pepper plant.
The Division of the Genders:
Man was bored.
I mean, sure, a bunch of dudes eating trees, sound alike a good time.
But something was missing.
Melke saw how sad the Mans were and decided to make a new type of Man.
Melke hit CTRL+C on Man, then deleted a few things like intelligence and sense of fun, then hit CTRL+V.
Man looked at this new thing and said, “Whoa, Man. Look at that thing.”
The other Mans said, “A WhoaMan? Sounds good to me.”
The WhoaMan said, “Actually we prefer to be called females.”
Man said, “Still has ‘Male’ in it.”
WhoaMan said, “Well…then, how about just person?”
Man replied, “got ‘Son’ in it.”
WhoaMan said, “Frick, I guess you’re right.”
The Aether-Milk Jiggles:
Man and WhoaMan lived peacefully together for a while.
Until the Aether-Milk began to jiggle.
The substance that held the universe in place began to vibrate ever so slightly.
These vibrations caused a giant curd to slam into the Planet-curd, which made all the big lizards die.
With no more big lizards eating the humans (“got ‘man’ in it”), the humans could expand their empire and become the most powerful species in the universe.
Humans began fighting themselves because they didn’t believe in the milk gods, or because they did.
After a bunch of humans died, one stopped up and said, “Yo dudes, hear me out.”
His audience looked up at him.
“What if we like, decided that online religion is like, the actual one?”
A timid voice rose from the audience, “How will we do that?”
“Stone, Parchment, Scalpel”
The audience grumbulated excitedly as the SuperPriest of the Religionites stepped up to the podium to face this Prophet.
“Best two out of three?”
“That’s gay.”
The audience said stuff like, “Burn!” and, “Rekt!”
“Fine then, Stone!”
“Parchment!”
“Scalpel!”
“FIRE!”
SuperPriest had his hand in a fist…
And ProphetGuy had his hand…
…
…in a…
…flat shape.
Cheering erupted from the crowd as they picked up SuperPriest and threw him out of the window.
ProphetGuy erected temples of Melke and Audhumbumbula in the cities, and people began worshipping the gods more.
The Golden Age of Lactism:
ProphetGuy took the name of Lactonius, and became the MegaPriest of the Lactites.
The former SuperPriest of Religionism was still kinda angry about being defenestrated.
SuperPriest snuck into Lactonius’s room in the dark of the night, pulled out a knife, and raised his arm before hearing a powerful voice.
“…ummm..hey, could you…like…not do that?”
SuperPriest was so startled by the sheer power in the voice’s inflection that he fell out of the window.
SuperPriest’s 15 minutes finally came, and he promptly despawned before he could craft a boat mid-air.
you should like write a whole story based off that mythos
Anyways, here’s a random dairy religion I made in 23 minutes.
Random Dairy Religion
The Creation of the Universe:
At first there was nothing, then nothing became Nothing (pronounced no-thigh-en-gee). Nothing decided o create Something, who immediately incinerated Nothing by creating the Law of Conservation of Mass.
With Nothing gone, Something took the form of a cow, the reason will never be known.
This Cow (who is now named “Audhumbumbula”) gave birth to a calf named Alubmubmuhdua. Audhumbumbula began producing milk, Nothing’s spirit decided to create the Second Law of Thermodynamics and incinerate Alubmubmuhdua before he could drink Audhumbumbula’s milk.
With Audhumbumbula’s udder being full of milk, it began to curdle.
At first, it was small curds, unable to be seen with the naked eye or even a good $400 microscope. These curds floated around inside the milk peacefully.
Until the Great Coagulation.
Everything, everywhere, all at once, the tiny curds began to inspissate into larger masses, Audhumbumbula felt this disturbance in her udder and began shifting, causing friction within the larger curds to burst into flames.
The smaller of the curds spun around the big fiery curds due to Audhumbumbula’s shifting and shaped themselves into perfect-ish spheres.
The universe was in motion, it just takes a good delivery guy to populate it.
The First Gods:
The curds spun and burned for eons before the first collision occurred.
In a flash of blinding light, two star-curds annihilated each other and the subsequent force was enough to spark the first manifestation of divinity.
From the nebulous end of the two star-curds, emerged a figure who would have appeared most intimidating if he wasn’t wearing a tucked-in polo with matching white sailors hat.
This was Melke, and he had one mission.
Deliver the Lifemilk to every planet.
But before Melke could get onto his bicycle and deposit the milk onto the nearest planet-curd, he was stopped by another divine being.
Krydret, the Spicy One, demanded that Melke to pour out the Lifemilk, ore else he would cause a terrible curse on all forms of life that Melke could create.
Melke responded, “Whatever, dude.”
The Population of the Planet-curd:
Melke visited the first planet-curd, the third one out from the star-curd Los, and dumped a bottle of Lifemilk into the soil.
All sorts of interesting creatures sprang out from the ground. First came simple bacterium’s and amoebas.
Next came the jellyfish, sponges, worms and such that flew into the liquid lakes of milk on the planet-curd’s surface.
Fish flew into the lakes, while reptiles and insects sprouted from the surface of the ground.
The hairy creatures came last, with the last bipedal thing being unfinished. There wasn’t enough milk!
“Blast it, just one more bottle.” Melke poured the milk into the mouth of the unfinished creature, and it sputtered everywhere.
“ACK, ITS GOT COVID!” Melke yelled, as he stumbled backwards into his milk cart and poured the rest of the milk into the soil.
“Oh gods no.”
Over 8.6 million different species of creatures were released into the wild. They stuttered and flew and slithered and walked and swung and scampered and galloped and jumped and ran and traversed into the wilderness.
All except one. The unfinished, two legged thing.
This little curiosity had no hair except for the very top of its head, and its tail was a flat, non-existent vertebra that people didn’t even figure out existed until 290 BC.
“Huh, I will call this…”
“Man.”
Melke looked shocked, the thing, the “Man” just spoke to it.
Melke said carefully, “Did you just…”
The Man opened its mouth, “Yeah. I’m smart now, dude.”
Melke was shocked, apparently dumping a whole bottle of Lifemilk into the Man gave it intelligence.
Well, that happened.
The Curse of Krydret:
Man decided that they needed to eat food, so they began consuming everything.
Trees, birds, celery. All of it was devoured by Man.
Krydret saw this and was like, “Nah, time for those nerds to get cursed.”
A beautiful red pepper plant sprouted in front of Man, and they took a bite out of it.
“Mmmm yummy tastes like…OH GODS IT TASTES LIKE THE FLAMES OF FIRE AAAAARGHHH!!!!!!”
Man drank milk from a nearby cow and said, “Whoa dude this stuff helps with the pepper fire.”
From there on out, only insane people enjoyed the fires of the pepper plant.
The Division of the Genders:
Man was bored.
I mean, sure, a bunch of dudes eating trees, sound alike a good time.
But something was missing.
Melke saw how sad the Mans were and decided to make a new type of Man.
Melke hit CTRL+C on Man, then deleted a few things like intelligence and sense of fun, then hit CTRL+V.
Man looked at this new thing and said, “Whoa, Man. Look at that thing.”
The other Mans said, “A WhoaMan? Sounds good to me.”
The WhoaMan said, “Actually we prefer to be called females.”
Man said, “Still has ‘Male’ in it.”
WhoaMan said, “Well…then, how about just person?”
Man replied, “got ‘Son’ in it.”
WhoaMan said, “Frick, I guess you’re right.”
The Aether-Milk Jiggles:
Man and WhoaMan lived peacefully together for a while.
Until the Aether-Milk began to jiggle.
The substance that held the universe in place began to vibrate ever so slightly.
These vibrations caused a giant curd to slam into the Planet-curd, which made all the big lizards die.
With no more big lizards eating the humans (“got ‘man’ in it”), the humans could expand their empire and become the most powerful species in the universe.
Humans began fighting themselves because they didn’t believe in the milk gods, or because they did.
After a bunch of humans died, one stopped up and said, “Yo dudes, hear me out.”
His audience looked up at him.
“What if we like, decided that online religion is like, the actual one?”
A timid voice rose from the audience, “How will we do that?”
“Stone, Parchment, Scalpel”
The audience grumbulated excitedly as the SuperPriest of the Religionites stepped up to the podium to face this Prophet.
“Best two out of three?”
“That’s gay.”
The audience said stuff like, “Burn!” and, “Rekt!”
“Fine then, Stone!”
“Parchment!”
“Scalpel!”
“FIRE!”
SuperPriest had his hand in a fist…
And ProphetGuy had his hand…
…
…in a…
…flat shape.
Cheering erupted from the crowd as they picked up SuperPriest and threw him out of the window.
ProphetGuy erected temples of Melke and Audhumbumbula in the cities, and people began worshipping the gods more.
The Golden Age of Lactism:
ProphetGuy took the name of Lactonius, and became the MegaPriest of the Lactites.
The former SuperPriest of Religionism was still kinda angry about being defenestrated.
SuperPriest snuck into Lactonius’s room in the dark of the night, pulled out a knife, and raised his arm before hearing a powerful voice.
“…ummm..hey, could you…like…not do that?”
SuperPriest was so startled by the sheer power in the voice’s inflection that he fell out of the window.
SuperPriest’s 15 minutes finally came, and he promptly despawned before he could craft a boat mid-air.
Do not use “gay” as a pejorative. It’s just bad form in society generally, and it violates the terms of service on this site. You’re relatively new here, and I’m betting fairly young, so I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt and a chance to correct it.
Anyways, here’s a random dairy religion I made in 23 minutes.
Random Dairy Religion
The Creation of the Universe:
At first there was nothing, then nothing became Nothing (pronounced no-thigh-en-gee). Nothing decided o create Something, who immediately incinerated Nothing by creating the Law of Conservation of Mass.
With Nothing gone, Something took the form of a cow, the reason will never be known.
This Cow (who is now named “Audhumbumbula”) gave birth to a calf named Alubmubmuhdua. Audhumbumbula began producing milk, Nothing’s spirit decided to create the Second Law of Thermodynamics and incinerate Alubmubmuhdua before he could drink Audhumbumbula’s milk.
With Audhumbumbula’s udder being full of milk, it began to curdle.
At first, it was small curds, unable to be seen with the naked eye or even a good $400 microscope. These curds floated around inside the milk peacefully.
Until the Great Coagulation.
Everything, everywhere, all at once, the tiny curds began to inspissate into larger masses, Audhumbumbula felt this disturbance in her udder and began shifting, causing friction within the larger curds to burst into flames.
The smaller of the curds spun around the big fiery curds due to Audhumbumbula’s shifting and shaped themselves into perfect-ish spheres.
The universe was in motion, it just takes a good delivery guy to populate it.
The First Gods:
The curds spun and burned for eons before the first collision occurred.
In a flash of blinding light, two star-curds annihilated each other and the subsequent force was enough to spark the first manifestation of divinity.
From the nebulous end of the two star-curds, emerged a figure who would have appeared most intimidating if he wasn’t wearing a tucked-in polo with matching white sailors hat.
This was Melke, and he had one mission.
Deliver the Lifemilk to every planet.
But before Melke could get onto his bicycle and deposit the milk onto the nearest planet-curd, he was stopped by another divine being.
Krydret, the Spicy One, demanded that Melke to pour out the Lifemilk, ore else he would cause a terrible curse on all forms of life that Melke could create.
Melke responded, “Whatever, dude.”
The Population of the Planet-curd:
Melke visited the first planet-curd, the third one out from the star-curd Los, and dumped a bottle of Lifemilk into the soil.
All sorts of interesting creatures sprang out from the ground. First came simple bacterium’s and amoebas.
Next came the jellyfish, sponges, worms and such that flew into the liquid lakes of milk on the planet-curd’s surface.
Fish flew into the lakes, while reptiles and insects sprouted from the surface of the ground.
The hairy creatures came last, with the last bipedal thing being unfinished. There wasn’t enough milk!
“Blast it, just one more bottle.” Melke poured the milk into the mouth of the unfinished creature, and it sputtered everywhere.
“ACK, ITS GOT COVID!” Melke yelled, as he stumbled backwards into his milk cart and poured the rest of the milk into the soil.
“Oh gods no.”
Over 8.6 million different species of creatures were released into the wild. They stuttered and flew and slithered and walked and swung and scampered and galloped and jumped and ran and traversed into the wilderness.
All except one. The unfinished, two legged thing.
This little curiosity had no hair except for the very top of its head, and its tail was a flat, non-existent vertebra that people didn’t even figure out existed until 290 BC.
“Huh, I will call this…”
“Man.”
Melke looked shocked, the thing, the “Man” just spoke to it.
Melke said carefully, “Did you just…”
The Man opened its mouth, “Yeah. I’m smart now, dude.”
Melke was shocked, apparently dumping a whole bottle of Lifemilk into the Man gave it intelligence.
Well, that happened.
The Curse of Krydret:
Man decided that they needed to eat food, so they began consuming everything.
Trees, birds, celery. All of it was devoured by Man.
Krydret saw this and was like, “Nah, time for those nerds to get cursed.”
A beautiful red pepper plant sprouted in front of Man, and they took a bite out of it.
“Mmmm yummy tastes like…OH GODS IT TASTES LIKE THE FLAMES OF FIRE AAAAARGHHH!!!!!!”
Man drank milk from a nearby cow and said, “Whoa dude this stuff helps with the pepper fire.”
From there on out, only insane people enjoyed the fires of the pepper plant.
The Division of the Genders:
Man was bored.
I mean, sure, a bunch of dudes eating trees, sound alike a good time.
But something was missing.
Melke saw how sad the Mans were and decided to make a new type of Man.
Melke hit CTRL+C on Man, then deleted a few things like intelligence and sense of fun, then hit CTRL+V.
Man looked at this new thing and said, “Whoa, Man. Look at that thing.”
The other Mans said, “A WhoaMan? Sounds good to me.”
The WhoaMan said, “Actually we prefer to be called females.”
Man said, “Still has ‘Male’ in it.”
WhoaMan said, “Well…then, how about just person?”
Man replied, “got ‘Son’ in it.”
WhoaMan said, “Frick, I guess you’re right.”
The Aether-Milk Jiggles:
Man and WhoaMan lived peacefully together for a while.
Until the Aether-Milk began to jiggle.
The substance that held the universe in place began to vibrate ever so slightly.
These vibrations caused a giant curd to slam into the Planet-curd, which made all the big lizards die.
With no more big lizards eating the humans (“got ‘man’ in it”), the humans could expand their empire and become the most powerful species in the universe.
Humans began fighting themselves because they didn’t believe in the milk gods, or because they did.
After a bunch of humans died, one stopped up and said, “Yo dudes, hear me out.”
His audience looked up at him.
“What if we like, decided that online religion is like, the actual one?”
A timid voice rose from the audience, “How will we do that?”
“Stone, Parchment, Scalpel”
The audience grumbulated excitedly as the SuperPriest of the Religionites stepped up to the podium to face this Prophet.
“Best two out of three?”
“That’s gay.”
The audience said stuff like, “Burn!” and, “Rekt!”
“Fine then, Stone!”
“Parchment!”
“Scalpel!”
“FIRE!”
SuperPriest had his hand in a fist…
And ProphetGuy had his hand…
…
…in a…
…flat shape.
Cheering erupted from the crowd as they picked up SuperPriest and threw him out of the window.
ProphetGuy erected temples of Melke and Audhumbumbula in the cities, and people began worshipping the gods more.
The Golden Age of Lactism:
ProphetGuy took the name of Lactonius, and became the MegaPriest of the Lactites.
The former SuperPriest of Religionism was still kinda angry about being defenestrated.
SuperPriest snuck into Lactonius’s room in the dark of the night, pulled out a knife, and raised his arm before hearing a powerful voice.
“…ummm..hey, could you…like…not do that?”
SuperPriest was so startled by the sheer power in the voice’s inflection that he fell out of the window.
SuperPriest’s 15 minutes finally came, and he promptly despawned before he could craft a boat mid-air.
Do not use “gay” as a pejorative. It’s just bad form in society generally, and it violates the terms of service on this site. You’re relatively new here, and I’m betting fairly young, so I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt and a chance to correct it.
how do you know they weren't using the original meaning of the word gay? bright, colorful and cheerful?
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Do not use “gay” as a pejorative. It’s just bad form in society generally, and it violates the terms of service on this site. You’re relatively new here, and I’m betting fairly young, so I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt and a chance to correct it.
how do you know they weren't using the original meaning of the word gay? bright, colorful and cheerful?
Do not use “gay” as a pejorative. It’s just bad form in society generally, and it violates the terms of service on this site. You’re relatively new here, and I’m betting fairly young, so I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt and a chance to correct it.
how do you know they weren't using the original meaning of the word gay? bright, colorful and cheerful?
They may not know the original meaning.
I’m well aware of the alternate meaning. I’m also aware of reading using context. The poster this refers to is clearly using gay as a slur.
Do not use “gay” as a pejorative. It’s just bad form in society generally, and it violates the terms of service on this site. You’re relatively new here, and I’m betting fairly young, so I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt and a chance to correct it.
how do you know they weren't using the original meaning of the word gay? bright, colorful and cheerful?
They may not know the original meaning.
I’m well aware of the alternate meaning. I’m also aware of reading using context. The poster this refers to is clearly using gay as a slur.
*I can’t believe I have to post this* This is a work of art I made well before the whole, idk what to call it, an “identity crisis” which I have full support for!
”Gay” has so many different meanings at this point of time that the potency of the word has decreased significantly.
So please don’t be offended by this work or the word specifically, see what it is truly without being offended.
Do not use “gay” as a pejorative. It’s just bad form in society generally, and it violates the terms of service on this site. You’re relatively new here, and I’m betting fairly young, so I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt and a chance to correct it.
how do you know they weren't using the original meaning of the word gay? bright, colorful and cheerful?
They may not know the original meaning.
I’m well aware of the alternate meaning. I’m also aware of reading using context. The poster this refers to is clearly using gay as a slur.
you could interpret it that way, but you could just as easily interpret it using the original meaning
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Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
The thread started during the ogl mess. It was all anyone was talking about, so this one started as a refuge from those conversations.
Heh, I wish Sposta was still around to edit the title, since that has since calmed down. But there is a long history that spun from the OGL stuff, and what happened in this thread... it started as just talk about anything other than the OGL that was dominating the forums to the point where it was almost spam (there were threads upon threads upon threads, where other topics were pushed to page 2 or 3 on here). So this became a hub to discuss anything but that and keep this thread bumped and alive, through that. A lot of fun stuff happened in here too... I wrote off beat stories based on people's handles on here after someone in the thread determined people's classes based on how they post... lol... that ran for quite awhile and was fun to do.
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whats the OGL stuff?
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
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OGL = Open Game License.
Basically - in this case - the agreement that WotC has that says, "You can use XYZ from D&D freely to make your own gaming system" type of agreement. Well, they ended up changing the OGL agreement that impacted a lot of other companies that were using the previous OGL to make their D20 based games - and it caused a massive uproar. People were demanding it reversed (logically so, really), people were telling D&D Beyond to delete their accounts if it's not reversed, people were posting their thoughts on it, each person creating a new thread instead of focusing on one thread and making a massive thread to show the impact (instead, making individual ones, so everyone who was still trying to use D&D Beyond was getting spammed by these posts). Not a great time for anyone really. If you google something like "D&D OGL" or "WoTC OGL" I am sure there's still sites and (older) Youtube videos about it if you really want to dive deep into that cesspool.
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Correction on the highlighted part—WotC didn't change the OGL, a alleged revised version was leaked which kicked everything off. Then WotC publicly released a second revised version for community feedback. Then based on the response to that WotC decided to not change the OGL and instead put all the SRD (the stuff the OGL document lets you use) into Creative Commons, which is a license like how the OGL is except it's not controlled by WotC and they can't change or remove the SRD from CC.
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Another sort of correction. The ogl/cc doesn’t necessarily allow companies make their own game as much as use the 5e engine to make stuff. Some have used to make their own game. But more often it’s been to make the many, many 3rd-party supplements.
There we go, thank you for the correction. It was a dark time on these forums when everyone was screaming. I barely paid any real attention to that madness.
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ohhh okay, thanks for explaining
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
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... I've no idea what I've just read....
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You have read the true story of the world
…and his brother loved worms.
Save me.....
Hello! Call me Tana or Gato.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
SOMEONE ELSE WHO KNOWS THE WORD DEFENESTRATED!!!! YESSS!!!! also that is amazing.
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
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you should like write a whole story based off that mythos
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
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Aye aye captain
…and his brother loved worms.
Do not use “gay” as a pejorative. It’s just bad form in society generally, and it violates the terms of service on this site. You’re relatively new here, and I’m betting fairly young, so I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt and a chance to correct it.
how do you know they weren't using the original meaning of the word gay? bright, colorful and cheerful?
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
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They may not know the original meaning.
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this is Gato's way. [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
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I’m well aware of the alternate meaning. I’m also aware of reading using context. The poster this refers to is clearly using gay as a slur.
*I can’t believe I have to post this*
This is a work of art I made well before the whole, idk what to call it, an “identity crisis” which I have full support for!
”Gay” has so many different meanings at this point of time that the potency of the word has decreased significantly.
So please don’t be offended by this work or the word specifically, see what it is truly without being offended.
Thabk You
…and his brother loved worms.
you could interpret it that way, but you could just as easily interpret it using the original meaning
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
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