Sam'ika

@goddessammi.itch.io

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Tabletop gamer, Traveller's Chosen (not that Traveller, the other one) --- "This is why my bio is just quotes from other people" ~ Kyrie, 2022 --- She/They/Kaysh

Close up screenshot from John Wick 4 showing him stacking someone with a disassembled Pit Viper handgun
Close up screenshot from John Wick 4 showing him trying to press the slide back into battery
Close up photo of the inside seam of a pair of pants with a patch
Advert poster for a Helldivers 2 save the children charity event. Join the donation drive. Bid on one of a kind merch for charity. June 23rd to 28th. www.freedomalliance.gg/heroes
Tumblr post by user other window. A dark souls like game where the lore for a weapon gets less vague the more you upgrade it. Broken blade: a brittle sword. You can't seem to let it go. Unpolished blade: a cherished weapon from ages past. Polished blade: you remember something Bride's Blade: your wife's sword. At first I wanted to make this funny but it just made me sad. Wife in the background: I'm still alive. Reblog from user the finger fucking female fury "Give that back."
Photo of a Reuben sandwich
Video of a tall woman with white hair being dropped off by a mech. The mech hands the woman a rifle
Cartoon guy throwing his hands in the air saying "I guess"
Screenshot of a draft reply from the Helldivers 2 subreddit. Original post read "a pride icon for the subreddit; happy pride month helldivers!" The unposted reply reads "In a society structured like Super Earth's, 'Helldivers is itself a distinct gender. In this essay I will—"
Screenshot of a block list. Text reads Trans discourse engager account blocklist A list of people who talk in circles about the same transphobic bullshit, i.e. trans women shouting over trans men whenever they talk about transmisandry and cis radfems trying to sneak through their transmisogynist garbage. All of us trans folks are in the same damn boat. Stop trying to sink it.
Manga style drawing of Deunan Knute from Appleseed. She's wearing gray/green swat gear, and pulling back the slide of a handgun.
Screenshot from Helldivers 2 showing a Helldiver with a helmet that looks like it has a dog muzzle
Photo of a solitaire spread that's almost unchanged from the starting layout
Photo of Monster energy punch lemonade flavor
Side by side screenshots from Helldivers 2 showing the same armour before and after a mod. The modded armour has a more slender figure, and defined hips.
Screenshot of a Helldivers 2 training manual tip. The tip reads "Unhappy with who you are? Change your appearance and voice in the customization chamber. It's that easy!"
Screenshot from Helldivers 2 showing a Helldiver wearing heavy armour. Her helmet has a snout like a dog, and it has small, triangle ears
A pair of screenshots from Star Wars showing Padme at the Senate. The caption reads "so this is how Liberty dies." The second screenshot shows Helldivers 2 error code 35 instead of the rest of the star wars quote
Drawing of a Mandalorian wearing a sweater that is just sleeves and collar
Photo of a trans woman wearing a collar and leash holding two cans of Monster energy and pointing off frame. Caption reads "I'm not leashed to you. You're leashed to me."
Colour drawing of a woman wearing booty shorts and a black tee. She has brown hair with pink tips. She's yawning and scratching her butt and standing in front of a coffee machine
Beige text on brown background. Text reads as follows "Was the night cold?" Basilia spoke loudly, starting both the Princess and I to wakefulness. Given the angle of light entering the window we had slept well past dawn. "The Knight was warm enough, Basilia, thank you." The Princess said, peeling her arm from around my chest. She stood and stretched.
White text on leather background. Text reads "Ser Black Knight," she asked, "will you be sleeping armoured again?" I glanced over to my helm that sat on the table, "I suppose there's little point now. All my secrets are in the open. To present company at least." The Princess stood and began working the straps of my breastplate. Years of practice meant I could perform the task myself, but it was always easier with help. "I can manage my armour, Princess. The squire is naught but a disguise." "Ser Black Knight. Good service should be repaid. You have done much for me, and the least I can do is return service in kind." "As you will, my Lady." I crouched to give her better access. With my plates, gambeson, and doublet on the floor, I was down to my shirt and trousers. The Princess hooked two fingers behind the laces at my waist, and pulled me close. My arms were locked at my side, "ah—Princess—what—" I stammered.
Video of someone putting a monster energy in the microwave for 4:44
digital mini figs showing two knights in battle. One with black armour, and a sword and shield. The other as polished silver armour and wields a spear
Photo of the classic green and black monster energy
Screenshot from Helldivers 2 showing the landing zone with 3 fire tornadoes in it
Photoshopped How Do You Do meme, edited showing a black and white robot with blue highlights, carrying an expendable anti tank weapon. They're wearing a Helldivers helmet
3d printed square cat
Photo of an orange can of Monster ultra sunrise
Photo of a can of ultra blue Hawaiian flavour monster energy
The Princess took my helmet in her hands and looked into the empty vision slit. "Your dedication is undeniable. I would be remiss to not return that dedication in kind." She stood, and took my hand, "rise, Ser Knight." As I stood, the Princess took a knee, and presented my helmet. "Ser Black Knight, for as long as you pledge your service to me, I pledge mine to you. Always will you have a place at my side, and always will I have a place at yours." I took my helm from her, and rolled it over in my hands. I placed it over my head, and tucked my braid up out of sight. I held out my hand to help the Princess to her feet. "Always, my Lady," I said.
Screenshot from Elite Dangerous showing the inside of the landing bay with the name of the station plastered on the wall. The name of the station is Blahaj Central :3
Map of an area of Shadowrun with first basement and second basement. Below that is the Lord of the Rings meme about breakfast and second breakfast, but breakfast has been replaced with basement
Painted art of a woman with a white shirt, and black vest. Her sleeves are pulled up show full arm tattoos
Photo of a cup of hot chocolate with cinnamon in the shape of a heart on it. Next to it is a heart shaped cookie with sprinkles
Once again fully plated, I began the walk back to camp, having left my soap and such behind for the Mystery Knight. The Mystery Knight who stood ready for battle, spear pointed at me. The Princess stood behind them, looking around their shoulder in fear. I glanced over my shoulder to see what they were looking at, but nothing. "What is the meaning of this?" I asked. The Mystery Knight shifted, but the Princess spoke, "Ser Black Knight of Nowhere. While you bathed I caught glimpse of your hair, and so I name you Ser Black Knight of Whitewood. Hair of white and silver is a family trait, is it not? How much of the plot to kill me and mine were you involved in?" I was locked in place, unsure how to respond. How much had she seen beyond my hair? I fell to a knee, "my Lady, yes. It is a family trait. I hail from the Whitewood bloodline, however staked on my honour, I knew nothing of the plot, nor of Duchess Rosamund's involvement."
Photo of caramel flavour Java Monster coffee + energy
The Princess nodded, "should I not know the names of the Knights who's hands hold my life?" "The Black Knight," I said without hesitation. The Mystery Knight shrugged, "simply Mystery Knight. We have your favour, Lady, and will fight for you, names or no." The Princess once again tried to scowl, and simply pouted more.
"Madeline Ward." "Yes, Miss." I clenched my apron in my hands. Manager always made me nervous. "Your performance improvement plan. It's not gone well. We're still getting complaints from customers about how you carry yourself. We've tried moving your schedule around, but without fail, every day you work is a low earnings day for the whole cafe. You're honestly pathetic." I choked back a tear, "y—yes, Miss." The Manager sighed, "turn in your apron, and clean out your locker. You're fired." Now I did cry, "yes, Miss." How had I managed to get fired from the only Maid Cafe in New York? What would I do now? Starbucks? Ugh. I sat at the bus stop with my laptop out. I had missed the last bus by a minute, and the next had been delayed. I needed a job. Badly. Even with my inability to get good tips, the cafe had paid well enough to keep up with student loans. I mindlessly scrolled back and forth on my in progress thesis. Genetic Investigations into Mutations and Manifestation of Metahuman Abilities. I opened a new browser window. What did Indeed have for me? Nothing that paid as well as the cafe had. Everything similar was less than minimum wage, promising tips. I could not reliably make tips. 'Immutable resting bitch face,' Manager had said. I was distracted from my search by a sonic boom overhead. A Super fight in progress high overhead. A few punches thrown, and they zipped off to continue the battle elsewhere. Hmm. Not really expecting anything, I typed SDN in the search bar. Oh! They were opening a new Office! And had a posting for their in-office cafe. It paid decently. It was right under their posting for Heroes. But I couldn't do that. I had powers, sure, but I'd just drag down whatever team I was on. I navigated to their home page, and clicked the Careers tab. There was a spot to fill out an application. I filled out all my details. I was pretty confident, actually. For the cafe job. I had worked in the service industry for years, even before the Maid Cafe.
Photo of a chalkboard menu with croque Monsieur+drip coffee for $8.99
Loadout of an Elite Dangerous ship with a jump range of 54 light years
Completed missions page from Elite dangerous with payouts between 2 and 4 million
Unless you really want to play tourists, I would strongly advise against using xGuide. First, because you want to be the master of your own fate, but also because Lone Star has a deal with xGuide. In case of emergency, they have the ability to stop any car they wish. As an added benefit, the last update ensures that the other vehicles stay clear of your unguided way, which makes you feel like Moses crossing the Dead Sea … >Rigger X >Be careful, if you start pushing the pedal to the metal on a crowded street, the cars controlled by xGuide won’t react quickly enough to clear your way … >Turbo Bunny
Photo of bone shaped peanut butter cookies
Close up photo of a dork in a Hawaiian shirt and a military chest rig. He has a knife sheathed vertically near his armpit
Screenshot from ellipsus writing processor. Text reads My Work (99)
Painting of a mechanized wasp
Painted drawing of a rugged van with bulky tires. It's labeled GMC Bulldog step-van
White text on graphite background. Text reads Combat bikes share this sturdiness but are usually equipped with reinforced armour and run flat tires. At the moment the Star of this selection is the Harley Davidson Centaur