u/Toasteate

I usually play tank and do a decent job at it, but this season I’ve noticed that I heavily outperform the DPS when it comes to final kills. The second DPS is usually around 4–5 final kills behind me, which is weird since their job is to get kills.

I don’t go out of my way to stat farm or anything. I’m focused on keeping the supports alive and making space. It has happened so many times that I’m starting to question how we’re even being queued together.

The skill level of the team used to be roughly equal, but now I’m sometimes literally doing better than multiple DPS players combined. It’s weird.

People treat Spider-Man as misery porn, and it gets tiring. I know a big part of Spider-Man’s identity in pop culture is that he is a broke college student, but people treat it as if he can’t have anything nice at this point.

In Brand New Day, Peter has some 3D printers, other tech, and a treadmill, and people are already complaining that he is supposed to be broke, so how can he afford all that? The shit he has isn’t even that impressive, combined with the fact that his apartment is a shithole and he has been shown scavenging for tech since Civil War.

It makes sense that he was able to build himself a superhero setup since he has been Spider-Man for four years. And not a single soul has complained about Insomniac Spider-Man, who did the exact same thing and I would say on a crazier level. And MCU Peter’s life still sucks for the most part.

Like let the character rest a little it's not anything crazy for spider-man to have gadgets

My DM keeps introducing NPCs that are incredibly rapey and kind of forcing them onto us.

For example, he had this weird idea where a mind flayer injected his memories through tentacles, which was weird as fuck. One of the players said, “I’m a machine. I don’t have any holes. I’m an automaton,” but the DM still forced it.

His vampires are also fully in love with their maker and can never betray or refuse him. Now he’s forcing one girl’s character to become a partial vampire, which feels incredibly weird, because does that mean her character will be forced to be in love with him? And a lot of rewards are hidden behind sex scenes.

He also keeps introducing unwanted love interests for the party, and it just doesn’t work because nobody asked for that.

Also, all those NPCs are weirdly sexual. Most of the party is queer in some way, but the DM himself is straight, and I just don’t know how to call it out.

Am I overreacting?

So, I’m 20F and I joined an online D&D game. The setting was supposed to be this Fallout/Mad Max-inspired magical wasteland, where the party was tasked with dealing with the remains of a magical nuclear fallout. It sounded really cool.

The party had one guy, a trans Indian girl who joined and came back later, and me. I was playing an elf storm sorcerer, the guy was a human ranger, and the other girl was a tiny kobold tempest cleric.

We had a session 0 and it went well. The DM seemed likeable, the setting looked promising, and the group chemistry was great overall. The DM described the setting in detail and talked about what he had planned for the story. We were all fine with playing a chaotic neutral party, and the DM allowed evil actions from time to time.

Then session 1 happened.

All our characters started in a tavern. None of our characters were really the type to start a conversation first, so after a couple of minutes of us just messing around in the tavern, I left toward the quest giver and everyone followed. The DM forced a bandit encounter outside, with the bandits taking the ranger hostage. We fought them off.

Eventually, we got to the quest giver, who was the Magister of the city. He gave us the quest and assigned us into a party. For a first session, it was okay. Everyone was getting familiar with each other, learning playstyles, and adapting.

Session 2 started outside the Magister’s palace. The DM was playing Overwatch during the session and barely paying attention.

Our goal was to find somewhere to get horses, since we knew it would be a long journey. We wandered around the city for two hours, talking to random NPCs until we finally found horses.

The horses cost 200 gold each. Then the DM suddenly dropped a bomb on us: there were two types of currency, pre-war and post-war. Pre-war currency was worth 10 times more, and we each had 1,000 coins. So apparently, we could each buy 50 horses.

I ignored that for the moment. We bought the horses and continued wandering around the city for another hour. Then the session ended.

Session 3 was more of the same.

We tried to get more supplies, a tent, and a carriage. The DM was playing Overwatch again. Nothing was happening. So we started messing with each other. I cast Shrink on the kobold girl, everyone laughed, and the DM made a few jokes about her being Indian. Everyone kind of laughed it off at the time.

After three hours of this, we gave up and tried to leave the city.

Before we could do that, the DM announced that the campaign was made for four players, so he would get another player. Okay, maybe that explained why we had made no progress so far, or why nothing was happening in this supposed post-apocalyptic world.

We skipped a session because the DM was looking for a new player.

The new player joined as a reborn warlock who didn’t need to breathe, sleep, or eat. Cool concept. The session started and the new guy seemed cool.

Nothing changed.

The DM was still playing Overwatch, and we were still just messing with each other. Eventually, we left the city. After three hours, the session ended.

After the DM left the call, the rest of us stayed behind and agreed to give him firm but fair criticism. Nothing too harsh.

Before the next session started, we all told him something like:

“Hey dude, we know you want to give us a sandbox experience, but there is literally nothing happening. Give us something to do outside of the main quest.”

All our characters had pretty good DM-approved backstories too. My character was the son of a hated noble who almost started another magical nuclear war, and he was now on a journey of redemption. Yet not a single person in the world cared about it so far.

The ranger had a juicy backstory too. So did everyone else. But none of it had come up at all.

After hearing the criticism, the DM sounded crushed and cancelled the session.

Then we didn’t have a session for two weeks.

Eventually, the DM invited us to another session and said he had taken the criticism into account.

And technically, he did.

But now we literally just listen to him narrate things while he still plays Overwatch. Every encounter has someone show up to save us. Every NPC seems to have some power that removes magic in the area. All our actions lead to the same events anyway, to the point where I started making up roll and damage numbers.

The microaggressions toward the Indian girl also increased.

Then it got worse when the DM declared, “I will get your characters laid,” and introduced two self-insert NPCs. He also kept trying to force hookers onto the ranger.

After that, we all just checked out.

We still show up, but mostly to play video games in the background while he narrates at us.

Can I still play dark souls if I am not into feet? I never enjoyed with feet I just find them lacking soul compared to all the other body parts. Is there away I can enjoy the games or am I doomed to play Lord of the fallen for ever?

It reeks so bad when you mix sweat and cologne. Just use deodarant

You go on a gym focused subreddit, and it’s people trying to make workout apps. You go on a language learning subreddit, and it’s people pushing their language-learning apps. We don’t need an app for everything, nor are you providing a useful service.

Recently read Son Of Neptune and what the heck Percy lost curse of Achilles so randomly no build up nothing. After all that hype and build up I thought its gonna be important narrative device but no little Tiber just removes it because its a greek curse? Like instead of doing anything with a thing that Percy almost lost his life trying to get they just remove it atleast make it important to the plot the way he loses it. And Annabeth doesn't care that her boyfriend is volnerable again? Probably one of the most underwhelming moments in the series for me

We tank mains can't have shit. Like not even crumbs. Like please give us something