Do not be afraid. We keep the monster bits in separate bins.
You find yourself in a group of people standing next to a cliff.
Suddenly, someone pushes another person, sending them over the edge. Thankfully, the victim is able to hold on to the edge rather than fall to their death, but nobody makes a move to help them or stop the perpetrator. Everyone, including yourself, simply stands there watching.
Angry that they’ve been pushed, angry that nobody is helping them as they struggle not to fall, the victim screams, ‘Is anybody going to fucking help me??’
That gets everyone’s attention. ‘Why are you mad at me?’ one person asks. ‘I didn’t push you.’
'Nobody is going to want to help you with an attitude like that.'
'You're just as bad as him.'
Nobody makes a move to help.
The victim screams in frustration, their fingers slipping. ‘You’ve got to be fucking joking!’ they shout as they lose their grip.
'You catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.' You say as you walk away.
Welcome to the anti-sj/’real justice’ movement.
Dude, you realize I’ve written several books, right? Seven series, thousands of pages. Literally, multiple thousands of pages. Four of those series are in book form, as well as some in anthologies published by other people. Total, there are 13 graphic novels that I wrote and drew or contributed to, and that’s not counting single issue comics or illustrated prose stories or other sundry illustrations (I keep updating this section as I remember more of the things I’ve written. There are enough to lose track.) All about people who are not straight white dudes. I will be the first to admit my track record on characters of color could be way better, as well as trans and disabled characters, and a whole bunch of other types of people, and I’m working on it. I’m actively working on it. In the books that I am writing. And publishing.
I feel kind of silly pulling out the “don’t you know who I am?” thing but… you obviously don’t know who I am or what I do. And you look reeeeeeeeeeeeeally silly right now.
OH MY GOODNESS DID YOU REALLY SAY THAT TO ROSALARIAN OF ALL PEOPLE
W O W
Strength is being able to crush a tomato.
Dexterity is being able to dodge a tomato.
Constitution is being able to eat a bad tomato.
Intelligence is knowing a tomato is a fruit.
Wisdom is knowing not to put a tomato in a fruit salad.
Charisma is being able to sell a tomato based fruit salad.
If I stop reblogging this assume I’m dead