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Hi! How goes it?

 It goes good! How goes it for you?

Pretty good! 

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Wow, only three posts here whilst I was asleep. That must be a new record.

And I feel that Klein, tired+work=much unhappiness and frustration+prolly get no work done

 
Yeah, it a productivity killer

 Agreed

a great solution that I always find helps (but never really end up doing) is sleeping more. Quite a unique fix, don't you think?

 
If only that was an option

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Kobold, if you like that song, click this: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/891-last-comment-wins?comment=21929

Also, wanna rp on YonStore? ...Without Dutch? I bet we could really annoy them by doing so...

 GUESS WHO JUST GOT BACK TODAY

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Guess who's back guess who's back guess whos back...

Kobold, if you like that song, click this: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/891-last-comment-wins?comment=21929

Also, wanna rp on YonStore? ...Without Dutch? I bet we could really annoy them by doing so...

 GUESS WHO JUST GOT BACK TODAY

 That was fun. I'd like to see you try and kill me

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Guess who's back guess who's back guess whos back...

Kobold, if you like that song, click this: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/891-last-comment-wins?comment=21929

Also, wanna rp on YonStore? ...Without Dutch? I bet we could really annoy them by doing so...

 GUESS WHO JUST GOT BACK TODAY

 That was fun. I'd like to see you try and kill me

 The threat wasn't from me.

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Here's my setting so far (I made it in like half an hour so it clearly needs some refinement):

There is a species that lives between the stars in the black void of space. Because of their empty lives and homes, they had a strange cultural phenomenon: they desperately sought out other cultures and experiences. They can share their experiences through telepathy, so they chose to specialize in their forms to increase the power of the senses they enjoy the most.

At the same time, the humans were cursed and abandoned by their gods. The earth was salted as a punishment for their rampant pollution, and the air was thick with smoke. Global famine reigned.

One day, one of the beings mentioned before, called Judges by humans, came to the earth to experience their culture and cooking. When it found out about the famine, it was horrified and wanted to do everything in its power to help them. It began to study Earth and humans, and eventually, it discovered two things: salt, and a collective mindscape for humans called the Nightmare. While one would think one of these things would be more important than the others, the Judge found them equally important.

Salt was something entirely new to the Judge culinary scene. It empowered flavors as if by magic, and had a flavor of its own that was delicious in moderation. Plus, it removed the need for specific supplements that Judges used to be forced to take.

It made a trade with the humans: It would open up the Nightmare for humans to gather ingredients from, and grant the humans supernatural power to survive and thrive in both the material world and the Nightmare... if they would give the Judge tribute in the form of salt every year. Humans readily accepted, and the Judge became fat and rich.

However, all was not peaceful. A large group of Judges wanted the salt all to themselves, and are in a constant legal battle to destroy the earth to harvest it. The first Judge was horrified yet again and tried to set up Earth as a sort of nature preserve, using the fact that humans uniquely had access to the Nightmare and its ingredients as leverage. The high court of Judges chose to accept the first Judge's plea, but he must allow other Judges to come to earth to experience salt and earthly cuisine. The first Judge accepted.

Sytosc, master of the Nightmare Chefs, the First Judge of Earth, was able to keep the Earth alive for one more day. But it began to build a resistance of empowered humans and dedicated Judges. "Save the Humans" became a catchphrase for many Judges. "The Salt Belongs to Us" became a more sinister one from the opposing side.

Now Judges live among the humans, and humans have all the food, however strange it is, that they need.

Nightmare Chefs became celebrities due to their power to collect new crops and ingredients from the Nightmare, and of course, they wanted to televise their exploits, so Battle Bowls were invented, where Nightmare Chefs would mix supernatural power, gladiatorial prowess, and culinary skill to make a display for the eyes and taste buds alike.

Society has become saturated in food culture. Towns gather in parks for feasts and potlucks, while Judges work to teach humanity culinary and supernatural skills.

It is a strange new world, but not an entirely bad one. Certainly, there is hope for humanity.

 Hey, remember this? Well, now I have a creation myth as well as lore for dragons.

The world was born from the Great Meal, made in the Cauldron of Creation. That is all anyone knows. Who made the meal and who failed to eat the meal is disagreed upon to this day. The humans believe the gods made the meal, while the Judges believe that it was a horrible being who hasn't forgotten the meal, and is just waiting for it to cool off (implying that the being is waiting for something near the heat death of the universe before eating the world). Either way, all the bits and pieces of food on the table became different planets, creatures, ecosystems, and even stars.

1,000 years ago, not a huge amount of time in the long run, humans actually found the Cauldron of Creation. It reaffirmed humanity's belief that they are unique and special in this world, and allowed them to create life itself. However, the results were... horrifying.

One of the first things created were dragons. There are four types of dragon, inspired by four of the main methods of preparing food: fire (heat), ice (cold), rot (fermentation), and metal (cutting). The idea was to create creatures that would help around the kitchen. Unfortunately, they got titanic, flying beasts with massive stomachs, which were more interested in taking the food than preparing it.

However, that was when kobolds stepped in. Small creatures with claws for digging and an excellent sense of smell, kobolds are natural truffle hunters. They love truffles and share them with anyone who will accept them. Strangely enough, it seems that all dragons are born with an insatiable desire for truffles, and a genetic addiction that sparks up the first time they encounter the fragrant fungus.

The kobolds happily served the dragons as citizens, as it turns out that while kobolds were clever, dragons were often book smart and had a head for numbers. The result is a strange symbiotic relationship where the dragons help the kobolds with hard labor (not so hard for a dragon), physical protection, and taxes, and kobolds provide them with food and loot. What makes this such a strange relationship is that kobolds don't get very much out of the deal, as they work together extremely well and can do their own mathematics. When questioned by the Judges, several kobold mayors responded as following (paraphrased):

"We feel bad for the dragons. It's not their fault that they're big and dangerous. They didn't have a choice to be hungry all the time or to be infatuated with truffles. So we chose to take care of them, even though they are really only built for destruction. They want to be helpful and live a fulfiling life just like a regular person, but they have special needs that need to be fulfilled, and they can't do that on their own. It's the right thing to do, and we're the perfect ones to do it."

 Little bit o' lore. Just a light tidbit.

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Guess who's back guess who's back guess whos back...

Kobold, if you like that song, click this: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/891-last-comment-wins?comment=21929

Also, wanna rp on YonStore? ...Without Dutch? I bet we could really annoy them by doing so...

 GUESS WHO JUST GOT BACK TODAY

 That was fun. I'd like to see you try and kill me

 The threat wasn't from me.

 Okay... then what group of people want me dead? Who were you referring to with that video?

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Here's my setting so far (I made it in like half an hour so it clearly needs some refinement):

There is a species that lives between the stars in the black void of space. Because of their empty lives and homes, they had a strange cultural phenomenon: they desperately sought out other cultures and experiences. They can share their experiences through telepathy, so they chose to specialize in their forms to increase the power of the senses they enjoy the most.

At the same time, the humans were cursed and abandoned by their gods. The earth was salted as a punishment for their rampant pollution, and the air was thick with smoke. Global famine reigned.

One day, one of the beings mentioned before, called Judges by humans, came to the earth to experience their culture and cooking. When it found out about the famine, it was horrified and wanted to do everything in its power to help them. It began to study Earth and humans, and eventually, it discovered two things: salt, and a collective mindscape for humans called the Nightmare. While one would think one of these things would be more important than the others, the Judge found them equally important.

Salt was something entirely new to the Judge culinary scene. It empowered flavors as if by magic, and had a flavor of its own that was delicious in moderation. Plus, it removed the need for specific supplements that Judges used to be forced to take.

It made a trade with the humans: It would open up the Nightmare for humans to gather ingredients from, and grant the humans supernatural power to survive and thrive in both the material world and the Nightmare... if they would give the Judge tribute in the form of salt every year. Humans readily accepted, and the Judge became fat and rich.

However, all was not peaceful. A large group of Judges wanted the salt all to themselves, and are in a constant legal battle to destroy the earth to harvest it. The first Judge was horrified yet again and tried to set up Earth as a sort of nature preserve, using the fact that humans uniquely had access to the Nightmare and its ingredients as leverage. The high court of Judges chose to accept the first Judge's plea, but he must allow other Judges to come to earth to experience salt and earthly cuisine. The first Judge accepted.

Sytosc, master of the Nightmare Chefs, the First Judge of Earth, was able to keep the Earth alive for one more day. But it began to build a resistance of empowered humans and dedicated Judges. "Save the Humans" became a catchphrase for many Judges. "The Salt Belongs to Us" became a more sinister one from the opposing side.

Now Judges live among the humans, and humans have all the food, however strange it is, that they need.

Nightmare Chefs became celebrities due to their power to collect new crops and ingredients from the Nightmare, and of course, they wanted to televise their exploits, so Battle Bowls were invented, where Nightmare Chefs would mix supernatural power, gladiatorial prowess, and culinary skill to make a display for the eyes and taste buds alike.

Society has become saturated in food culture. Towns gather in parks for feasts and potlucks, while Judges work to teach humanity culinary and supernatural skills.

It is a strange new world, but not an entirely bad one. Certainly, there is hope for humanity.

 Hey, remember this? Well, now I have a creation myth as well as lore for dragons.

The world was born from the Great Meal, made in the Cauldron of Creation. That is all anyone knows. Who made the meal and who failed to eat the meal is disagreed upon to this day. The humans believe the gods made the meal, while the Judges believe that it was a horrible being who hasn't forgotten the meal, and is just waiting for it to cool off (implying that the being is waiting for something near the heat death of the universe before eating the world). Either way, all the bits and pieces of food on the table became different planets, creatures, ecosystems, and even stars.

1,000 years ago, not a huge amount of time in the long run, humans actually found the Cauldron of Creation. It reaffirmed humanity's belief that they are unique and special in this world, and allowed them to create life itself. However, the results were... horrifying.

One of the first things created were dragons. There are four types of dragon, inspired by four of the main methods of preparing food: fire (heat), ice (cold), rot (fermentation), and metal (cutting). The idea was to create creatures that would help around the kitchen. Unfortunately, they got titanic, flying beasts with massive stomachs, which were more interested in taking the food than preparing it.

However, that was when kobolds stepped in. Small creatures with claws for digging and an excellent sense of smell, kobolds are natural truffle hunters. They love truffles and share them with anyone who will accept them. Strangely enough, it seems that all dragons are born with an insatiable desire for truffles, and a genetic addiction that sparks up the first time they encounter the fragrant fungus.

The kobolds happily served the dragons as citizens, as it turns out that while kobolds were clever, dragons were often book smart and had a head for numbers. The result is a strange symbiotic relationship where the dragons help the kobolds with hard labor (not so hard for a dragon), physical protection, and taxes, and kobolds provide them with food and loot. What makes this such a strange relationship is that kobolds don't get very much out of the deal, as they work together extremely well and can do their own mathematics. When questioned by the Judges, several kobold mayors responded as following (paraphrased):

"We feel bad for the dragons. It's not their fault that they're big and dangerous. They didn't have a choice to be hungry all the time or to be infatuated with truffles. So we chose to take care of them, even though they are really only built for destruction. They want to be helpful and live a fulfiling life just like a regular person, but they have special needs that need to be fulfilled, and they can't do that on their own. It's the right thing to do, and we're the perfect ones to do it."

 Little bit o' lore. Just a light tidbit.

Underground and to the south lies the Necromancer nation of Gnosas, the producers of aged meats, cheese, alcohol, and other fermented foods.

Necromancers are strongly disliked for a couple of reasons:
First, the stereotype is the alcoholic necromancer, which used to be a serious issue long ago but was resolved by the second issue.
Second, they no longer produce high-proof alcohol, meaning that, since they are the number one producers of booze in the entire world, it takes a whole lot for people to get drunk, and you are more likely to rupture your stomach than kill the bad thoughts.
Third, back when most of them were drunk most of the time, they tried to take over the world quite often. Plagues and undead were common back in those days, remnants of many failed attempts at world domination.
Fourth, they could theoretically live forever, even though doing so carries major consequences. All necromancers have a semi-intelligent fungal symbiote in their bodies, which allows them to cast necromancies and remain alive even through terrible illness and injuries. However, this fungus is immortal and can keep the body running for hundreds if not thousands of years. The problem with that is threefold, however: first you need the consent of the fungus, which would much rather find a new host. Then you will suffer a loss of mental faculties and physical capabilities until you are in a vegetative state controlled by the symbiote. And even before that, you will be shunned by necromancer society for denying the cycle of life and death for your own selfish reasons.

As a result, even though the necromancers are quite tame these days, they are still despised by many.

 I love the fact that you keep posting more lore, it's all great.

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Here's my setting so far (I made it in like half an hour so it clearly needs some refinement):

There is a species that lives between the stars in the black void of space. Because of their empty lives and homes, they had a strange cultural phenomenon: they desperately sought out other cultures and experiences. They can share their experiences through telepathy, so they chose to specialize in their forms to increase the power of the senses they enjoy the most.

At the same time, the humans were cursed and abandoned by their gods. The earth was salted as a punishment for their rampant pollution, and the air was thick with smoke. Global famine reigned.

One day, one of the beings mentioned before, called Judges by humans, came to the earth to experience their culture and cooking. When it found out about the famine, it was horrified and wanted to do everything in its power to help them. It began to study Earth and humans, and eventually, it discovered two things: salt, and a collective mindscape for humans called the Nightmare. While one would think one of these things would be more important than the others, the Judge found them equally important.

Salt was something entirely new to the Judge culinary scene. It empowered flavors as if by magic, and had a flavor of its own that was delicious in moderation. Plus, it removed the need for specific supplements that Judges used to be forced to take.

It made a trade with the humans: It would open up the Nightmare for humans to gather ingredients from, and grant the humans supernatural power to survive and thrive in both the material world and the Nightmare... if they would give the Judge tribute in the form of salt every year. Humans readily accepted, and the Judge became fat and rich.

However, all was not peaceful. A large group of Judges wanted the salt all to themselves, and are in a constant legal battle to destroy the earth to harvest it. The first Judge was horrified yet again and tried to set up Earth as a sort of nature preserve, using the fact that humans uniquely had access to the Nightmare and its ingredients as leverage. The high court of Judges chose to accept the first Judge's plea, but he must allow other Judges to come to earth to experience salt and earthly cuisine. The first Judge accepted.

Sytosc, master of the Nightmare Chefs, the First Judge of Earth, was able to keep the Earth alive for one more day. But it began to build a resistance of empowered humans and dedicated Judges. "Save the Humans" became a catchphrase for many Judges. "The Salt Belongs to Us" became a more sinister one from the opposing side.

Now Judges live among the humans, and humans have all the food, however strange it is, that they need.

Nightmare Chefs became celebrities due to their power to collect new crops and ingredients from the Nightmare, and of course, they wanted to televise their exploits, so Battle Bowls were invented, where Nightmare Chefs would mix supernatural power, gladiatorial prowess, and culinary skill to make a display for the eyes and taste buds alike.

Society has become saturated in food culture. Towns gather in parks for feasts and potlucks, while Judges work to teach humanity culinary and supernatural skills.

It is a strange new world, but not an entirely bad one. Certainly, there is hope for humanity.

 Hey, remember this? Well, now I have a creation myth as well as lore for dragons.

The world was born from the Great Meal, made in the Cauldron of Creation. That is all anyone knows. Who made the meal and who failed to eat the meal is disagreed upon to this day. The humans believe the gods made the meal, while the Judges believe that it was a horrible being who hasn't forgotten the meal, and is just waiting for it to cool off (implying that the being is waiting for something near the heat death of the universe before eating the world). Either way, all the bits and pieces of food on the table became different planets, creatures, ecosystems, and even stars.

1,000 years ago, not a huge amount of time in the long run, humans actually found the Cauldron of Creation. It reaffirmed humanity's belief that they are unique and special in this world, and allowed them to create life itself. However, the results were... horrifying.

One of the first things created were dragons. There are four types of dragon, inspired by four of the main methods of preparing food: fire (heat), ice (cold), rot (fermentation), and metal (cutting). The idea was to create creatures that would help around the kitchen. Unfortunately, they got titanic, flying beasts with massive stomachs, which were more interested in taking the food than preparing it.

However, that was when kobolds stepped in. Small creatures with claws for digging and an excellent sense of smell, kobolds are natural truffle hunters. They love truffles and share them with anyone who will accept them. Strangely enough, it seems that all dragons are born with an insatiable desire for truffles, and a genetic addiction that sparks up the first time they encounter the fragrant fungus.

The kobolds happily served the dragons as citizens, as it turns out that while kobolds were clever, dragons were often book smart and had a head for numbers. The result is a strange symbiotic relationship where the dragons help the kobolds with hard labor (not so hard for a dragon), physical protection, and taxes, and kobolds provide them with food and loot. What makes this such a strange relationship is that kobolds don't get very much out of the deal, as they work together extremely well and can do their own mathematics. When questioned by the Judges, several kobold mayors responded as following (paraphrased):

"We feel bad for the dragons. It's not their fault that they're big and dangerous. They didn't have a choice to be hungry all the time or to be infatuated with truffles. So we chose to take care of them, even though they are really only built for destruction. They want to be helpful and live a fulfiling life just like a regular person, but they have special needs that need to be fulfilled, and they can't do that on their own. It's the right thing to do, and we're the perfect ones to do it."

 Little bit o' lore. Just a light tidbit.

Underground and to the south lies the Necromancer nation of Gnosas, the producers of aged meats, cheese, alcohol, and other fermented foods.

Necromancers are strongly disliked for a couple of reasons:
First, the stereotype is the alcoholic necromancer, which used to be a serious issue long ago but was resolved by the second issue.
Second, they no longer produce high-proof alcohol, meaning that, since they are the number one producers of booze in the entire world, it takes a whole lot for people to get drunk, and you are more likely to rupture your stomach than kill the bad thoughts.
Third, back when most of them were drunk most of the time, they tried to take over the world quite often. Plagues and undead were common back in those days, remnants of many failed attempts at world domination.
Fourth, they could theoretically live forever, even though doing so carries major consequences. All necromancers have a semi-intelligent fungal symbiote in their bodies, which allows them to cast necromancies and remain alive even through terrible illness and injuries. However, this fungus is immortal and can keep the body running for hundreds if not thousands of years. The problem with that is threefold, however: first you need the consent of the fungus, which would much rather find a new host. Then you will suffer a loss of mental faculties and physical capabilities until you are in a vegetative state controlled by the symbiote. And even before that, you will be shunned by necromancer society for denying the cycle of life and death for your own selfish reasons.

As a result, even though the necromancers are quite tame these days, they are still despised by many.

 I love the fact that you keep posting more lore, it's all great.

 Thank you! I'm glad you find it interesting!

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Guess who's back guess who's back guess whos back...

Kobold, if you like that song, click this: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/891-last-comment-wins?comment=21929

Also, wanna rp on YonStore? ...Without Dutch? I bet we could really annoy them by doing so...

 Why would Dutch be annoyed? Dutch is glad other people are actually enjoying the Store, not just themself and 1 other at a time!

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Guess who's back guess who's back guess whos back...

Kobold, if you like that song, click this: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/891-last-comment-wins?comment=21929

Also, wanna rp on YonStore? ...Without Dutch? I bet we could really annoy them by doing so...

 Why would Dutch be annoyed? Dutch is glad other people are actually enjoying the Store, not just themself and 1 other at a time!

 I was joking, it just seems that whenever there's rp going on at the store, you wanna be there XD. I knew it wouldn't really annoy you, or else I wouldn't have done it

Yeah, I know I do always wanna be there, usually I'm the one who starts it! It's honestly nice to know I'm not the only person who still enjoys YonStore- sometimes I think the other people are just playing along to be polite!

Kobolds are silly little guys

They really are! But I guess it's expected of them

Yes, and I can confirm, as I am a kobold.

Well, I guess I'm a half-elf (10_30inDutch and all that)

Yeah.

Lets sing a song! I’ll start:

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, never gonna run around and desert you.

Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye, never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

*wanna rp on YonStore?*

ok! But I might have to go soon.

Cool!