Me and Zach are in that same DnD campaign.

I'm a fighter that I made a custom background up for so I could be a chemist (not an alchemist, a chemist) and thus make chemical bombs of many kinds and chuck 'em at people. I even made up a bunch of crap for how my chemicals work as well as a thing to keep track of how many chemical vials I have left and so on.
I once killed a giant crab that almost killed Zach and then I stole one of it's babies, it became a companion and then I fed it some of it's mother's corpse. It's name is Thomas, sometimes Tommy. He's now a giant crab and I believe the DM is going to have him grow in size and power as time goes on in the campaign.

Currently Zach's bleeding out on top of Thomas right next to the soldier who wounded him that I knocked out.

Our DnD campaign is a freaking mess.

Probably one of my many uncles or my grandmother just to make my other family members happy, and also to get to know them better as way too many of my uncles died before I got to remember speaking to them even once.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c8qrwON1-zE

I'm some metalhead gun enthusiast that a furry recommended be invited here.
I escaped a meme jungle filled with a bunch of capri suns that hated me.