Tremendo Dude
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🇺🇸/🇨🇺 | 33yo | Composer, writer, artist, dev, TTRPG fan 🌐 Site/Links tremendodude.neocities.org/about 🦋 Bsky feed https://bsky.app/profile/tremendodude.neocities.org/feed/aaac6m4l5iigs Gaming alt: @TremendoSmash.bsky.social 💕 @pacchibi.bsky.social
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Thanks for the share! Glad to have you all!

I'm a composer and learning artist with passion for TTRPG and original stories, following those passions by making a multi-story webseries based on my TTRPG experiences!

Still getting off the ground, but here's some art and music in the meantime!
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I have a folder where you can access my personal project work, such as art and writing! I update it weekly. Currently working on a tragic fantasy-horror story called Gardengrave! Feel free to check the folder out below!

drive.google.com/drive/folder...
Personal Projects - Public Access - Google Drive
drive.google.com
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You know... despite living the sibling experience irl, I don't think I've personally ever made a character with siblings before. Not even background characters in the worlds I've created have had any siblings. The only siblings in my settings were other people's contributions.

...Huh.
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hanflower.bsky.social
2. Folktales 🌌

"Once a year, on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, a flock of magpies would form a bridge to reunite the lovers for a single day."

#chillinktober #inktober #ink
digital ink drawing of a chinese woman riding on a flock of magpies, her hair is flowing upwards behind her and a constellation map of Lyra is on her arm, with the star Vega glowing particularly brightly.
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Wishing you a speedy recovery and plenty more opportunities to play 🫡
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I know the feeling. I got people flying in from all over the world to compete in my game in basically my backyard this weekend, and I can't make it (mostly cause I can't excuse the expense these days). Lot of old friends from all over that I'm not gonna get to see. 😔
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It's a mixed bag. When used well these spaces and content can be a great thing, but the fact remains they also leave open powerful doors for abuse over the years. You're absolutely right that overall we've failed the kids.
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The moment you transitioned from the cam spaces to streaming spaces, I knew exactly where it was going. Super insightful perspective that I never thought to consider.

I do love the tight-knit communities that can form around smaller streaming spaces, though. Met some good friends that way.
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Bout time I gave you all a sneaky peaky at what I've been up to over the past few months...

Dropping you all in the middle of the action here. Gonna try and start posting stuff once I finish writing out the whole arc!

#Mirrories #CToN
CHARACTER PROFILES:
Honey: A bright-eyed, naïve catfolk nobleman following his youthful dreams of adventure.

Jeff: A strange yet friendly black-cloaked masked hunter who's always eager to make new friends. Accompanied by Velma (his shadow spider familiar) and a few too many bugs.

Tim: A gleeful gnomish scholar with a chip on his shoulder and a hint of madness.

??? (the knight): A large rusted hollow suit of armor with glowering embers for eyes and a voice heard only in the mind. A stalwart dread-knight of few words, claiming to follow a mission of great importance. Currently holding a pixie captive within the hollows of its armor, unbeknownst to the others.

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EXCERPT:
. . .
It was a quick walk to the estate warehouse's loading zone where Jeff claimed the "dungeon full of monsters" was hidden. Several guards patrolled amidst empty crates and wagons, providing the group with their first real obstacle towards making their way inside.

"So, see that grate over there?" began Jeff as he pointed near the warehouse gate. "That's how Velma made her way inside."

"Okay," Honey answered in acknowledgement. "So we just need to make our way to that gate."

"Grate!"

"…Yes… Great. …So… how are we getting in?"

Before anyone could answer that question, the knight broke formation and began to walk straight towards the warehouse without any attempt to sneak. Or they would have, had Tim not sheepishly blocked their path.

"Stand aside," the knight declared. "Enough time has been wasted already."

"Uhm… F-far be it from me to get in your way, ser knight, but… is this really the best way to do this? Do you really want to get in a fight?"

"These pests aren't a threat to me. Any who stand in the way of my mission will fall by my blade."

"Is that… really…?"

"Oh, that's an idea!" Jeff declared as he pulled out his bow. "I can shoot them down from here while you cut them down up front—!" "What— would you listen to yourselves!?" Honey chastised, stepping in between the three. "Enough people have died already! We are not killing them."

"Well," Tim piped up, "is it really killing them if they run into your sword…?"

"We do not even know what they are doing here! They could be protecting this city, for all we know!" Switching to a lecturing tone, Honey stated, "A real adventurer would sneak in and investigate before fighting the bad guys."

"…'Bad guys'?"

Jeff cocked his head as he reached for an arrow. "Well, if they're the bad guys, we should just shoot them, right?"

"We don't know if they're the—"

"It matters not. The fate of the world is at stake; there is no time to wait!"

"What are you even—!?"

Amidst the party's arguments, Honey's words were cut short by a whispered sigh of frustration catching his ears, along with a flash of light in his peripherals from within the hollows of the knight's armor. Whipping through the air, a wave of distortion flew free from a cavity in their joints, letting loose illusory sounds of a scuffle amidst the wagons near the guards… which drew their attention away from the warehouse.

Unable to look away, Honey's fur bristled as his instincts kicked in, eyes widening as they followed a trace of movement that danced within the knight's hollows with an entrancing blue glow… until Jeff snapped him out of it, grabbing his arm and yanking him towards the gate. "C'mon, Honey! You wanted to sneak in; now's our chance!"

"Uh… …right!" Light on their feet, Honey and Jeff quickly made their way ahead of the pack towards the warehouse gate. Though instead of approaching the gate, Jeff instead veered off to the side towards a tiny drain tunnel obscured in the shadows.

"What are you doing?" asked Honey, as he searched for a way to open the gate.

"Here's the grate," answered Jeff.

Honey paused, turning to face Jeff and the grate. "…The 'grate'??"

"Yeah, the grate!"

"…You said the 'gate'!"

"No, I corrected you!"

"You corrected me!?"

"Yeah!"

"But you sai— …you just— …I thought you were saying 'great'!!"

"Yeah! I did say 'grate'!"

"What do you—!?" Honey cut himself off, taking a sharp breath before continuing. "Okay. 'Grate'. How exactly did you expect us to sneak in through that tiny little GRATE!?"

"What do you mean? Just get smaller!"

"'GET SMALLER'!?"

"Yeah!"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'GET SMALL—'!?"

"Hey, what's taking so lo—?" Tim crashed into a bucket as he approached, which clattered loudly as it slammed into the gate.

In the deafening silence that followed, all of the guards both within and outside the warehouse turned to see the party standing at the gate looking like a crowd of cats caught eating a pet canary… as the knight slowly sauntered in from out of frame towards the thin gate without an ounce of subtlety and hacked it down with a single empowered slash of their metal paddle that resounded like a clap of thunder.

"…Whuh…?" "H-HEY!" "GET 'EM!"

"Gods… damn it…!" Pixel tokens of the warehouse-raiding party from this excerpt. From left to right: Jeff, the knight, Honey, and Tim
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I'd be down! My chops need work as well, and I'd love the excuse to practice! Things are tight these days for me, but this weekend or next week I should be able to make time to draw.

I could make you a lil animated pixel token or finagle an illustration for ya. Which would you prefer?
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thestarfishface.bsky.social
Been having so much fun writing these two in the early chapters of Azure Mirage, so here's their sticker again :> My bebes~

thestarfishface.com/products/lap...
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God. Pain.

Feels like I might be having those very problems with my own draft. Sculpting out scenes has felt like trekking through sludge.

I do have an outline of the entire story, and started mapping my way around any holes when uncertainties pop up. Not sure what else to do about it yet. 🥲
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Been working on a fantasy novel adaptation of a homebrew D&D campaign I played with friends. It's been chugging along slowly, but I'm really happy with how it's coming out so far!

Here's a part that brings me joy.
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Bout time I gave you all a sneaky peaky at what I've been up to over the past few months...

Dropping you all in the middle of the action here. Gonna try and start posting stuff once I finish writing out the whole arc!

#Mirrories #CToN
CHARACTER PROFILES:
Honey: A bright-eyed, naïve catfolk nobleman following his youthful dreams of adventure.

Jeff: A strange yet friendly black-cloaked masked hunter who's always eager to make new friends. Accompanied by Velma (his shadow spider familiar) and a few too many bugs.

Tim: A gleeful gnomish scholar with a chip on his shoulder and a hint of madness.

??? (the knight): A large rusted hollow suit of armor with glowering embers for eyes and a voice heard only in the mind. A stalwart dread-knight of few words, claiming to follow a mission of great importance. Currently holding a pixie captive within the hollows of its armor, unbeknownst to the others.

---
EXCERPT:
. . .
It was a quick walk to the estate warehouse's loading zone where Jeff claimed the "dungeon full of monsters" was hidden. Several guards patrolled amidst empty crates and wagons, providing the group with their first real obstacle towards making their way inside.

"So, see that grate over there?" began Jeff as he pointed near the warehouse gate. "That's how Velma made her way inside."

"Okay," Honey answered in acknowledgement. "So we just need to make our way to that gate."

"Grate!"

"…Yes… Great. …So… how are we getting in?"

Before anyone could answer that question, the knight broke formation and began to walk straight towards the warehouse without any attempt to sneak. Or they would have, had Tim not sheepishly blocked their path.

"Stand aside," the knight declared. "Enough time has been wasted already."

"Uhm… F-far be it from me to get in your way, ser knight, but… is this really the best way to do this? Do you really want to get in a fight?"

"These pests aren't a threat to me. Any who stand in the way of my mission will fall by my blade."

"Is that… really…?"

"Oh, that's an idea!" Jeff declared as he pulled out his bow. "I can shoot them down from here while you cut them down up front—!" "What— would you listen to yourselves!?" Honey chastised, stepping in between the three. "Enough people have died already! We are not killing them."

"Well," Tim piped up, "is it really killing them if they run into your sword…?"

"We do not even know what they are doing here! They could be protecting this city, for all we know!" Switching to a lecturing tone, Honey stated, "A real adventurer would sneak in and investigate before fighting the bad guys."

"…'Bad guys'?"

Jeff cocked his head as he reached for an arrow. "Well, if they're the bad guys, we should just shoot them, right?"

"We don't know if they're the—"

"It matters not. The fate of the world is at stake; there is no time to wait!"

"What are you even—!?"

Amidst the party's arguments, Honey's words were cut short by a whispered sigh of frustration catching his ears, along with a flash of light in his peripherals from within the hollows of the knight's armor. Whipping through the air, a wave of distortion flew free from a cavity in their joints, letting loose illusory sounds of a scuffle amidst the wagons near the guards… which drew their attention away from the warehouse.

Unable to look away, Honey's fur bristled as his instincts kicked in, eyes widening as they followed a trace of movement that danced within the knight's hollows with an entrancing blue glow… until Jeff snapped him out of it, grabbing his arm and yanking him towards the gate. "C'mon, Honey! You wanted to sneak in; now's our chance!"

"Uh… …right!" Light on their feet, Honey and Jeff quickly made their way ahead of the pack towards the warehouse gate. Though instead of approaching the gate, Jeff instead veered off to the side towards a tiny drain tunnel obscured in the shadows.

"What are you doing?" asked Honey, as he searched for a way to open the gate.

"Here's the grate," answered Jeff.

Honey paused, turning to face Jeff and the grate. "…The 'grate'??"

"Yeah, the grate!"

"…You said the 'gate'!"

"No, I corrected you!"

"You corrected me!?"

"Yeah!"

"But you sai— …you just— …I thought you were saying 'great'!!"

"Yeah! I did say 'grate'!"

"What do you—!?" Honey cut himself off, taking a sharp breath before continuing. "Okay. 'Grate'. How exactly did you expect us to sneak in through that tiny little GRATE!?"

"What do you mean? Just get smaller!"

"'GET SMALLER'!?"

"Yeah!"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'GET SMALL—'!?"

"Hey, what's taking so lo—?" Tim crashed into a bucket as he approached, which clattered loudly as it slammed into the gate.

In the deafening silence that followed, all of the guards both within and outside the warehouse turned to see the party standing at the gate looking like a crowd of cats caught eating a pet canary… as the knight slowly sauntered in from out of frame towards the thin gate without an ounce of subtlety and hacked it down with a single empowered slash of their metal paddle that resounded like a clap of thunder.

"…Whuh…?" "H-HEY!" "GET 'EM!"

"Gods… damn it…!" Pixel tokens of the warehouse-raiding party from this excerpt. From left to right: Jeff, the knight, Honey, and Tim
tremendodude.neocities.org
Bout time I gave you all a sneaky peaky at what I've been up to over the past few months...

Dropping you all in the middle of the action here. Gonna try and start posting stuff once I finish writing out the whole arc!

#Mirrories #CToN
CHARACTER PROFILES:
Honey: A bright-eyed, naïve catfolk nobleman following his youthful dreams of adventure.

Jeff: A strange yet friendly black-cloaked masked hunter who's always eager to make new friends. Accompanied by Velma (his shadow spider familiar) and a few too many bugs.

Tim: A gleeful gnomish scholar with a chip on his shoulder and a hint of madness.

??? (the knight): A large rusted hollow suit of armor with glowering embers for eyes and a voice heard only in the mind. A stalwart dread-knight of few words, claiming to follow a mission of great importance. Currently holding a pixie captive within the hollows of its armor, unbeknownst to the others.

---
EXCERPT:
. . .
It was a quick walk to the estate warehouse's loading zone where Jeff claimed the "dungeon full of monsters" was hidden. Several guards patrolled amidst empty crates and wagons, providing the group with their first real obstacle towards making their way inside.

"So, see that grate over there?" began Jeff as he pointed near the warehouse gate. "That's how Velma made her way inside."

"Okay," Honey answered in acknowledgement. "So we just need to make our way to that gate."

"Grate!"

"…Yes… Great. …So… how are we getting in?"

Before anyone could answer that question, the knight broke formation and began to walk straight towards the warehouse without any attempt to sneak. Or they would have, had Tim not sheepishly blocked their path.

"Stand aside," the knight declared. "Enough time has been wasted already."

"Uhm… F-far be it from me to get in your way, ser knight, but… is this really the best way to do this? Do you really want to get in a fight?"

"These pests aren't a threat to me. Any who stand in the way of my mission will fall by my blade."

"Is that… really…?"

"Oh, that's an idea!" Jeff declared as he pulled out his bow. "I can shoot them down from here while you cut them down up front—!" "What— would you listen to yourselves!?" Honey chastised, stepping in between the three. "Enough people have died already! We are not killing them."

"Well," Tim piped up, "is it really killing them if they run into your sword…?"

"We do not even know what they are doing here! They could be protecting this city, for all we know!" Switching to a lecturing tone, Honey stated, "A real adventurer would sneak in and investigate before fighting the bad guys."

"…'Bad guys'?"

Jeff cocked his head as he reached for an arrow. "Well, if they're the bad guys, we should just shoot them, right?"

"We don't know if they're the—"

"It matters not. The fate of the world is at stake; there is no time to wait!"

"What are you even—!?"

Amidst the party's arguments, Honey's words were cut short by a whispered sigh of frustration catching his ears, along with a flash of light in his peripherals from within the hollows of the knight's armor. Whipping through the air, a wave of distortion flew free from a cavity in their joints, letting loose illusory sounds of a scuffle amidst the wagons near the guards… which drew their attention away from the warehouse.

Unable to look away, Honey's fur bristled as his instincts kicked in, eyes widening as they followed a trace of movement that danced within the knight's hollows with an entrancing blue glow… until Jeff snapped him out of it, grabbing his arm and yanking him towards the gate. "C'mon, Honey! You wanted to sneak in; now's our chance!"

"Uh… …right!" Light on their feet, Honey and Jeff quickly made their way ahead of the pack towards the warehouse gate. Though instead of approaching the gate, Jeff instead veered off to the side towards a tiny drain tunnel obscured in the shadows.

"What are you doing?" asked Honey, as he searched for a way to open the gate.

"Here's the grate," answered Jeff.

Honey paused, turning to face Jeff and the grate. "…The 'grate'??"

"Yeah, the grate!"

"…You said the 'gate'!"

"No, I corrected you!"

"You corrected me!?"

"Yeah!"

"But you sai— …you just— …I thought you were saying 'great'!!"

"Yeah! I did say 'grate'!"

"What do you—!?" Honey cut himself off, taking a sharp breath before continuing. "Okay. 'Grate'. How exactly did you expect us to sneak in through that tiny little GRATE!?"

"What do you mean? Just get smaller!"

"'GET SMALLER'!?"

"Yeah!"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'GET SMALL—'!?"

"Hey, what's taking so lo—?" Tim crashed into a bucket as he approached, which clattered loudly as it slammed into the gate.

In the deafening silence that followed, all of the guards both within and outside the warehouse turned to see the party standing at the gate looking like a crowd of cats caught eating a pet canary… as the knight slowly sauntered in from out of frame towards the thin gate without an ounce of subtlety and hacked it down with a single empowered slash of their metal paddle that resounded like a clap of thunder.

"…Whuh…?" "H-HEY!" "GET 'EM!"

"Gods… damn it…!" Pixel tokens of the warehouse-raiding party from this excerpt. From left to right: Jeff, the knight, Honey, and Tim
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Things have been rough with everything going on, and with my newly realized conditions and the state of the world, it's been difficult for me to find ways to monetize my craft and make any kind of living anymore.

We have little other than plans and dreams right now. Just gotta make them come true.
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Haven't been vocal about this, but I've been out of work the past two years and took time with the grace of savings I've built and help from family to develop myself, overcoming focus issues, developing creative chops, and getting projects off the ground. Learned a lot, but my savings are gone.
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Looking forward to things calming down more, especially since there are a lot of other fires still in need of being addressed. Once things clear up here, my next focus would be tackling my step dad's cancer medical insurance denial debacle, and then looking into finding ways to make ends meet.
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The past few days have been crazy, shattering routines and leaving little time for creative pursuits. I've been able to do a tiny bit of scene-planning though. Friends have been helping a lot in terms of building resolve and managing, overcoming, and preventing depressive waves. Good progress.
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A lot of things have changed in the past few days. New progress report.

The terrible situation we were dealing with came and went. It's finally over. Now we're picking up the pieces, cleaning up the house, and outfitting a freshly opened room as a studio with equipment from my late ex-stepdad.
⬇️
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New progress report:
- 26th passed. Hell finally started freezing over. Things'll get better soon.
- Never mentioned it, but my birthday was this month! Couldn't really celebrate or post, though. Things've been rough.
- Spent most of my efforts writing this month, though progress has been slow. 🧵
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2wks later, progress report:
- Things are a bit calmer. Still waiting til the 26th for relief.
- Spent a lot of time writing, though mostly breaking through writer's block and learning how to stay focused.
- Finished a song I've been struggling with and polished a few Musescore scores. Might post.
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kurzgesagt.org
AI-generated content is flooding the internet, and we're entering a new era of information overload. Watch our latest video to find out how AI slop affects the internet and why kurzgesagt videos will always remain human-made: https://kgs.link/AISlop
In the middle, there is an AI-generated picture of a duck. Below it, there is a human-illustrated Duck, looking at the other duck in shock, and saying "Wtf is this?"
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mikeachim.bsky.social
Damn. This is amazing. £325 per week, paid monthly, for 3 years - and the result was a profit for the Irish economy:
www.citizensinformation.ie/en/employmen...
Post from Threads user rodneyowl: "Ireland has declared the Basic Income for Artists scheme permanent. This will be officially announced in tomorrow’s budget. Details to follow. Congratulations to all who fought for it and the present and future artists of all sorts in Ireland. That includes me 👌We’re just comin to the end of a 3 year pilot scheme. It’s been a roaring success. For every €1 paid out to the 2000 participants, the government got €1.46 back. Can’t argue with that. Other countries are already taking note."
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I can't help with money atm, but I can boost. I'd also recommend using tags like #mutualaid and #helpsky to hopefully put this in front of more people who can help.

Best of luck.
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velocity69.bsky.social
Greta Thunberg has arrived in Greece following her deportation from Israel,
after the Gaza aid flotilla was intercepted
#GlobalSumudFlotilla
She said:
“I could talk for a very,very long time about our mistreatment and abuses in our imprisonment.
Trust me, but that is not the story.”
#Athens airport
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Yeah, that's the main thing that makes me hesitate. It's an ambitious project.

...But it would be really cool, tho 👀👀👀