hey! my moderators are on my ass about advertising our discord server, and given what we stand for in the server, tumblr seems like a great place to promote it.
I’m Luke (I go by chailiner usually online), and I’ve gotten tired of gaming spaces being torture for us poc and for queer people. I made this server on the simple premise that it doesn’t have to be that way, and that we should take matters into our own hands to create spaces where we can enjoy our relaxing hobbies in peace. a simple version of what I’m proposing can be found in my video here https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRTmhTrv/
while that video picked up insane traction and got us a ton of members in the first couple days, only about 50 people are active any given day, and people have started to worry about the numbers going down,so we’re looking to bring in some new people.
there’s a lot of gaming that happens here across various genres, but we’re multifaceted too! a couple days ago we made a whole event out of me trying pilk for the first time (it was actually pretty good ngl). there are art discussions, anime chats, music bots, totally legally acquiring Nintendo games, and other fun things, and more people would be a healthy addition so that this place doesn’t fizzle out!
we don’t tolerate any sort of racism, sexism, ableism, queer/transphobia, etc and we handle said incidents swiftly (just ask our members lol).
I highly recommend giving us a try if you’re looking to play games or talk online without being called a slur.
the gimmick blogs are like tumblr’s rogue gallery. yes we’ve got some heroes, yes we’ve got some villains, but more importantly if you look over here you will see some freak who devotes all their time to counting the number of “t’s” in a post
T Count: 15
Letter Count: 198
Your T Percentage: 7.58%
Average T Percentage: 6.95%
You used the letter T 1.09 times as much as average!
YOU EXIST???
Sometimes you create a guy and it turns out they already exist
“There are old poops who will say that you do not become a grown-up until you have somehow survived, as they have, some famous calamity – the Great Depression, the Second World War, Vietnam, whatever. Storytellers are responsible for this destructive, not to say suicidal, myth. Again and again in stories, after some terrible mess, the character is able to say at last, ‘Today I am a woman. Today I am a man. The end.’
When I got home from the Second World War, my Uncle Dan clapped me on the back, and he said, 'You’re a man now.’ So I killed him. Not really, but I certainly felt like doing it.
Dan, that was my bad uncle, who said a male can’t be a man unless he’d gone to war.
But I had a good uncle, my late Uncle Alex. He was my father’s kid brother, a childless graduate of Harvard who was an honest life-insurance salesman in Indianapolis. He was well-read and wise. And his principal complaint about other human beings was that they so seldom noticed it when they were happy. So when we were drinking lemonade under an apple tree in the summer, say, and talking lazily about this and that, almost buzzing like honeybees, Uncle Alex would suddenly interrupt the agreeable blather to exclaim, 'If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.’
So I do the same now, and so do my kids and grandkids. And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.’”
One of my favorite things is taking someone to the Great Lakes for the first time - or describing how you can fly over them and see only hundreds of miles of glittering blue water and no coasts at all; how they have their own Coast Guard (the only lakes to do so); that the Earth’s rotation steers their currents; that they’re studied using ocean models; that they have wrecked more than 6000 ships - and watch them realize that the word “lake” is misleading and that they had no idea of the size and majesty of them at all.
Some fun facts about her majesty, Lake Superior:
It has a surface area of 31,700 sq. miles, roughly the size of South Carolina or Austria.
It’s incredibly deep and has enough water to cover all of North and South America to a depth of 12 inches.
Waves over 30 feet have been recorded.
Its deepest point is 1,333 feet, which is the third lowest point in North America
Its average temperature is around 36 degrees Fahrenheit (2 Celsius), which inhibits bacterial growth in bodies, diminishing bloating and gas, and frequently shipwreck and drowning victims to sink to the bottom and never be recovered.