i haven’t seen any noise about this on tumblr yet, but a fire has completely wiped out a small town in california.
they’re calling it the camp fire. over 20,000 residents have been evacuated so far, the last area estimates i heard were over an hour ago at 18,000 acres and its still zero percent contained.
this is the smoke from about 18 miles away from the fire three hours ago. if you know anyone near chico, paradise, oroville or durham california you might want to check they’re okay
UPDATE: 4PM FRI NOV. 9, 2018
the fire has completely walked over paradise, magalia, and much of the rest of butte county. it’s under 10% containment and moving towards chico, which was been mostly evacuated as well. it’s been documented as one of the top 20 deadliest fires seen in california. i know many of the people personally whose lives have been destroyed by this fire. my aunt and uncle’s home, of whom we’re very close to, was demolished last night, same goes for family friends and others who lived in paradise– which is completely gone. there are 5 confirmed deaths, several dozen missing people.
EVACUATION SITES STILL OPEN AS OF 1 HOUR AGO:
Butte County Fairgrounds (199 E Hazel St, Gridley, CA 95948)
Yuba-Sutter Fairground (442 Franklin Ave, Yuba City, CA 95991)
Glenn County Fairgrounds (221 E Yolo St, Orland, CA 95963)
Chester Memorial Hall (22 Gay Street, Chester)
HOW TO HELP/DONATE:
“Currently the best way to contribute is to make a monetary donation via the North Valley Community Foundation website.” -abc7news.com
“Supplies: Hope Center in Oroville (1950 Kitrick Ave Ste. A) is taking donations. Hours: Friday and Saturday 8 a.m. – 5 p.m., Sunday 9 a.m. – 5 p.m. Needs: warm clothes, shoes, socks, coats (primarily for elderly residents).” -abc7news.com
the majority of those affected by the fire in paradise were elderly people. and having known paradise and magalia myself for years, it’s not a wealthy part of california. these people will need help, and lots of it.
if you have any questions, you can message me personally or seek information online or from the above references personally.
if you cannot help yourself, please spread the word and reblog. so many wonderful people are going through a terrible thing and need your help.
I live here. Here are pictures I’ve been taking/getting from others I know.
^thats the difference between the morning of November 8th and the morning of November 9th in my town.
i’ve already reblogged this post but here’s some more info for those in need, under readmore because it’s lengthy
Why’s it always a goddamn mad wizard? I want to see other classes build dungeons.
The mad fighter’s dungeon, which is a tactical nightmare of Tucker’s Kobold proportions.
A mad sorcerer’s dungeon, which is like a wizard dungeon but she has to make it using only 15 spells so it’s kind of predictable and crap.
A mad bard’s dungeon, which is that giant floor piano from Big but as a puzzle. And there’s just a gynosphinx dishing out lame riddles. Ad naseum.
A barbarian’s dungeon, which is just a hole in the ground with spikes. And he’s just there.
A mad thief’s dungeon is one where you think you know what to expect – whirring blades, narrow walkways, treasure chests rigged to explode. But it seemed like a pretty bland dungeon at first – just endlessly curving passageways carved into rock with the occassional security spell to bypass. It was weird, but nothing that an entire party of adventurers would have trouble with.
You break through the steel wall encasing what you thought was the mastermind’s lair, and realise that the thief isn’t there – it’s the city bank’s vault!
Your spells and weapons have carved a path from the dungeon entrance out in the woods all the way here, and the mad thief has been making Hide checks every few minutes to stealth alongside the party every step of the way, emerging only to claim the loot for themselves. The treasure vanishes before your very eyes, just in time for the bank’s guards to open the vault and see your party awkwardly standing around.
A theif’s dungeon would be the worst. The one who goes in and disarms the traps? Yeah, that’s the guy that knows how to make the traps impossible to disarm, the locks uncrackable, the poison darts murderous.
I couldn’t come up with a thief’s dungeon joke, because every other class is a tresspasser in the dungeon. The rogue is the dungeoneer. It’s the ol’ briar patch, and if you hear of a dungeon made by a retired assassin or thief, do not go near it.
The mad Druids dungeon- It’s just a hell forest. No paths, no markers, no way to find were anything is besides remembering which tree you’ve past and unless you know the forest by heart or can ask that sparrow for directions good luck. Even if you could speak to them, the druid has been spreading rumors amoungst the wildlife that you and your party have come to destroy their home, so all the wild beast are hostile and you’re too busy being chased by wolves and bears to find your way around.
I don’t know what the mad monk’s dungeon looks like but the monk looks like this
This is a really good point to bring up because monks tend to opperate in ways so outside the norm for most D&D classes that dungeon made by a high-level monk for a high-level monk would be exhausting for anyone else to deal with. Hope you have full-party spider-climb or flight, you unenlightened chucklefucks
hes just chilling in his zen garden, you say ‘hi’ and then he starts punching you while reciting koan
Never actually seen it occur in canon, but I always imagine a young Dick Grayson at the start of his crime-fighting career, before people started to recognize Robin, busting out some circus skills as a distraction technique.
Like there’s a bunch of mobsters or whatever planning an assassination and then, boom, suddenly there’s a brightly-colored child standing on the table across the room, juggling and humming ‘Entrance of the Gladiators’, doing six backflips in a row, and then balancing on one hand from the back of a chair. He does a somersault and then bows deeply. The mobsters begin to clap, impressed despite their confusion. No one even thinks that Batman might be involved—this is so not his M.O. Is this kid a joke? Hired entertainment? Is it someone’s surprise birthday party? Will there be a cake?
And then it’s over before it began. They never got a chance to throw a single punch before Batman caught them.
Not only is this completely in line with Golden Age Robin but I think this would be the most cathartic thing for young Dick. “I’m unsure of your live fighting capabilities yet so preform some of your favorite sequences while I go out and punch the surrogates for your parents murderer. Keep going until I give you the signal to stop or I join in.”
“Dick, I believe in you, but you’re ten years old and weigh, like, 70 pounds soaking wet. I’ll train you to punch and kick like the best of them, but for now I think you should stick to what you do best: flips ‘n’ shit. Be adorable. Bask in the attention. Be too gosh darn cute to shoot at, and if that fails, be too fucking agile to actually hit. I’ll take care of the ‘gratuitous violence’ part.”
Ok how about a Sci fi universe in which no sapient alien race we’ve ever met is even slightly shaped like us, but almost all of them are familiar with a very superficially humanoid pest that has accidentally spread to hundreds of worlds, and physical contact with it is sickening or even deadly depending on the species.
Almost every race seems to agree they’re the grodiest, creepiest, crawliest, nastiest vermin to ever exist and that we humans TOTALLY look EXACTLY like them. A lot of beings get nauseous just looking at us and are scared shitless of touching us.
So of course we would turn out to be one of the rare species immune to their poison, and due to our similar outline, the little things instinctively imprint on us, follow us around and will defend us if we’re under attack, as they normally would for the eldest of their swarm.
The human species unavoidably goes down in infamy as the spookiest civilization in the galaxy; the equivalent to a race of terrifying, giant space bugs with mysterious bug powers.
Things that might happen in this scenario:
Some humans find the comparison really insulting and fight back against the stigma.
Various disguise suits are developed that allow a human to look cuter
and less threatening or even closely mimic a variety of sentient species.
Other humans embrace our scariness because it keeps us safe.
Either way we find the little things SUPER cute.
Their popularity on Earth is just through the damn roof, they are practically our mascot.
We find out it’s even easier to command them if we dress to match their color.
We name a hairstyle after them, imitating their spiky heads.
We befriend some of the other “creepiest” misfit races because we have this to bond over and can mutually protect one another. The idea of us all manning a starship together is an interplanetary horror cliche similar to a haunted house.
okay but surely some of the alien races would find humans attractive exactly bc of the horroristing qualities
alien monster fuckers surely exist
Yeah every now and then you take off your suit and reveal your hideous mutant bug body swarming with vermin and do your best impression of their chittering (that really freaks them out) but the space jelly is just like “AW YEAH JACKPOT!” which is great if you’re a monster fucker yourself but you still might want to keep a tazer or something on you.
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