#erretter

[wordart-in-german]

Hilfe kommt von Jesus – Help comes from Jesus

many flowers are on a meadow, while a lake can be seen in the background; the flowers are arranged so that they result in the following words: "Help comes from Jesus" (in German)

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[slytherindesigns]

[svndrenched]

Only one murder? That’s hard to believe because every time my human goes to visit you, it sounds like you’re trying to kill her, Angry Ghoul Woman. -Nibbles

@satanicstfrancis

The demon scowled down her nose at the opossum who, by all accounts, should not be talking to her. She made a point not to talk to marsupials, or most people, for that matter. Angry Ghoul Woman. Empyrean sneered at her beloved's pet. Just because Errett loved the horrible, little beast, that didn't mean she had to. Especially not when he insisted on being a mouthy shit.

"Tell me, has she once returned to you dead, hm? No? Do not be rude."

She could have been a lot meaner, but she knew Errett would have found out about it somehow. She always does, so Empyrean found it was oftentimes better to hold her tongue. She inspected her tattooed fingers while she considered the possibility of turning the massive rat into a winter muff.

[stormphoenix]

t

Marbles

[raitrolling]

for duality: 👊 for your weakest trolls that have about the same amount of fighting experience

this is another one that i had to really think about who the weakest of my trolls are, cuz there's a lot of factors at play and i'd put a lot of my trolls in the weak category due to physical constitution, lack of offensive psiionics or other powers, and lack of combat experience. but they're still all around the same level of weakness with only one stand-out as The Worst

the obvious answer for one combatant would be Fannar. they're very sickly and frail, and are physically weak even for a blueblood. they're got little to no combat experience, and their illness means that they can't exert themselves for too long or they'll collapse and be out of action for a good couple of nights. however, what they do have on their side is Gun. their strife weapon is a shotgun and they do have a decent aim with it even with their lack of experience. the kickback might hurt them but hey, they only need one good shot with it

and for the other combatant i'm gonna go with Errett. again he's also on the weaker side though this time it's due to his caste, and he's also very physically unfit with shitty ass lungs thanks to being a walking smoke machine. his psiionics are only good for combat purposes in highly specific scenarios, in which he's fighting in a closed space with little to no ventilation so that he can cause his opponents to suffocate from smoke inhalation. in an open field or anywhere with good air circulation, though? completely useless

maybe Errett to make Fannar cough so much and irritate their lungs that he could get a decent hit in, but his strife weapon is aerosol cans so at worst he could probably bonk them on the head with one but I doubt that'd knock them out

in any case, Fannar shoots Errett in the head and the world is made a better place for it

[sojourneronearth]

Notes from Elements of Wit - Benjamin Errett

Wit: spontaneous creativity

Investigating a joke is like observing a snowflake under the microscope. By the time you look at it it’s just a puddle of water

Dissecting a joke is like dissecting a frog. The frog is dissected but nobody laughs

Effort kills wit

be a magpie not a parrot : intelligent, recognise own reflection, mourn for comrads . Shiny words collecting

Communication with compassion. Ask a Q, not to stump them. but share your story so they’re not alone. Or share yours in reciprocity

How you choose to live your life is different to how I choose to live my life. And that’s interesting. Nobody’s life is boring.

Twitter is a simple service for smart people, facebook is a smart service for simple people

[fantasy-so-far]

(Count)Down to Dawntrail - Heavensward

            Evie sat back in the beach chair and stared out at the calm, glittering water. While she had hoped to get more balance practice on the waves, she was content enough to watch the day waste into the horizon. Beside her, Eerie wasn’t quite as content.

Since they met at the All-Saint’s Amateur Tournament in Ul’dah, the pair had been forging a strange relationship. They were opponents in the tournament who became peers in the pugilist guild after. They transitioned from training partners to traveling cohorts as the guild sent them out on assignments. Now, as they both took passive roles in the guild so they could pursue other callings, they were simply friends sharing drinks on a beach.

“I leave tomorrow,” Eerie reminded Evie for the third time in a few bells. “I cannot believe I am going back.”

“Are you sure you don’t want me to go with you?” Evie asked easily.

The sincerity of her offer touched Errette deeply, but her response was the same every time they had this exchange. “No. You wouldn’t be treated well. The nobles of Ishgard follow the Holy See blindly and while you might be welcomed with the other travelers from the south, if you are seen with me that would be short lived. My family…my people…they will not bow. But if there is really hope of peace between Ishgard and Dragons, then I must be there to see it. Or I must be there to protect my people when it all goes to shit.”

Evie studied Eerie quietly while nodding slowly. She looked back out at the water, finding calm and grounding. While she had been born in a landlocked place, something about the sea made her feel like she was home at last.

“But you will take the linkpearl, right?” Evie asked when she started to realize that feelings of home were precisely what called Eerie away.

“Yea, but I am still pissed you bought it,” Eerie grouched. “You need to save your damn gil to find a place to live. You cannot just stay camped on the beach. You will either find a place to work or live here, or you will return to the guild. Do you hear me? This little tumbleweed routine you have going on is getting ridiculous. How do you even get the sand out of your pants?! I have been here for a whole three hours, and I am convinced I will be carrying the beach with me when I leave.”

Evie laughed and raised her coconut when she shrugged. “I guess it comes with living in the desert.”

Eerie rolled her eyes and sat back in her chair while taking a spiteful sip of her own drink.

The timer was reset for the moment, but in the hours before Evie saw Eerie off at the aetheryte she would have a version of the same conversation five more times. Eerie was viewed by many as a taciturn and severe woman, but Evie could practically feel the waves and wake of anxiety that churned around her. Right before Eerie left, Evie grabbed her hand and looked up with tears in her eyes.

“When there is peace, and I do mean that, please send for me. I want to come and see your home. I want to meet your people. I want to celebrate with you. You are my friend, and it would mean the world to me if you would share that with me.”

Eerie refused to look at Evie for a few moments as she fought a losing battle with her own. She managed a stiff nod before pulling away and taking her turn to travel along the rivers of aether.

Evie believed there would be peace, and while eventually there was, Eerie’s call never came because she didn’t survive to see it. Their moments at the Limsa Lominsa aetheryte plaza and the days on the beach before, were the final memories Evie would make with Errette Chauntelle, and the final call from Eerie’s linkpearl was actually placed by a cousin. He reported sadly that Eerie had died during a failed siege on Ishgard. He gave Evie the location of where Eerie’s remains would be buried but cautioned against visiting. The call was a calloused courtesy for the young man, a dying wish fulfilled in all technical definitions.

It wasn’t until months after the defeat of Nidhogg that Evie made the trip to Dravania. When she stood at Eerie’s grave, she stood alone. Her tears turned cold on her cheeks as she read the epitaph that stood in honor of her fallen friend.

“Here lies Errette “Eerie” Chauntelle, whose life now blends with the heavens to paint the sky upon which dragons take wing. Until we soar together again, sister.”

[holly-blaze]

This is my child btw I hold custody ❤️

this is errett awlberth theyre an astronomer wizard and have anxiety

for my friend’s dnd world!!! sorry its just traditional drawings rn- ill do more digital once ive got the chance!

[warsofasoiaf]

Do you sometimes think that you're too harsh on FDR?

No, not particularly. I think the things I criticize him for are fairly self-evident.

No one denies that the internment of Japanese-Americans was a travesty, but I am annoyed at the historical minimization of FDR's role in the entire affair. He's the one who authorized it, and more importantly, he authorized it while having credible intelligence reporting that there was no threat. In historical discussions, FDR is frequently never even mentioned, almost as if paranoia and racism just spontaneously willed EO9066 into existence, as opposed to a document which he knowingly signed.

Similarly, I don't think it's contestable that FDR favored Soviet interests over American ones in his approach to Soviet policy. He took repeated efforts to stop counter-intelligence against the Soviet Union; when the Soviets were discovered to be conducting espionage against the US, his response was to inform the Soviets via back-channels rather than arrest or PNG the offenders, to maintain the relationship and avoid political blowback (since his initial recognition of the Soviet Union was contingent on ceasing espionage activity against the US). While presidents and politicians are given great leeway in interpreting what is in American public interest and frequently conflate personal political interest with the American public interest, Obama declassifying intelligence to shore up his re-election in 2012 comes to mind, I don't think there's any way to interpret his overly-accommodating attitude toward the Soviets as anything other than counter to American interest. This can't even be explained as wartime necessity, because FDR had been doing this even before 1941.

Even something as simple as the Air Mail scandal has broader ramifications. You can say that FDR was misled by George Dern who claimed that the Army Air Service pilots could fly the airmail routes, but he threw MG Foulouis under the bus in order to preserve Dern's and his own political reputation and then gave the airmail contracts to Errett Cord, his campaign contributor. That's fairly standard corruption, but the Hoover administration's awarding of the airmail contracts to campaign contributors was the reason he rescinded the contracts in the first place! The idea that "it's okay when I do it," has been a very pernicious problem when it comes to anti-corruption efforts, and the idea that the politicians will cover up the death of servicemen to save their own careers just rankles me for personal reasons.

You can like him for any number of reasons, I just feel that the historical record largely ignores FDR's blunders in favor of a purely hagiographic approach.

Thanks for the question, Anon.

SomethingLikeALawyer, Hand of the King

[siren07tucker]

The return of the Godkiller

From this post 

Big brother spawn point @petrichormeraki 

Bonus hermit craft reaction to the  Godkiller at the bottom. 

Let me set up the story.

Once upon a Time, there was a simple man who in fact wasn’t so simple. you see his fate entwined with the gods and supposedly in an attempt to show dominance over the simple man, they killed his entire family. The simple Farmer would have never left his simple life if it was not for this abuse of power.

The God made him watch his beloved children and he considered his own dying horrible ways. The God believed he had taught the man a lesson and decided not to kill him. The man was no longer simple now he was a man on a mission. He will make the God pay! He will give the God a reason to fear him, because prophecies are just plans, but it needs action to go through fruition.

So the man became powerful well the God had children with mortal bodies. One day the God found himself in a cage, forced to watch as his beloved children were hunted and given slow horrible deaths.

By the end of this, the man was no longer a man, and he believed all gods and Demi gods, and even the mortal parents deserve this fate. 

The Godkiller had cleansed many worlds Of gods in their offspring until one day Too young demigod were more than he could handle.



 Two estranged brothers united only to their ties to one godly parent. Theo son of dream Fundy Who himself is a fledgling minor god. CJ child of Dream Errett child of Herobrine.

The two siblings had managed to hold onto their divine weapons giving them a fighting chance. Together the siblings combined their skills to vanquish the Godkiller. They were heroes of the gods. This title came with praise they could never hear after their victory they went back to their lives believing that it was all over…

The server had more gods than expected The Godkiller Had only grabbed the two due to their unique aura. But this time no stone was left unturned. Every demigod shall be his prey. 

 All 19 demigods were separated in the forest they found themselves in groups of three or more.

Many of them more divine demigod found themselves in purely mortal bodies.

The two heroes desperately searched for one another, will trying to fill-in their groups on the situation.

The gods and minor gods watch on helplessly as all they can do is hope their children will be safe.  

Bonus

The Godkiller trying to pull his usual shit in hermit craft. Like it’s so easy to kidnap demigod because godly parents usually neglect them even if they don’t mean to.

But there’s one piece of crucial information the Godkiller lacked 

 they’re not gods 

Their hermits * Cox shotgun* *doom music*



[bigshot-activities]

Lisa: The Strifeful (huge ass oc post)

Lisa ocs!!! yeah!!! ill be going over most stuff ab them here :3

this would 100% a fangame if i knew how to code and shit LMAO but its just silly fun

FIRST we should start off with the "leader" of the group, Charlie!

Charlie is an alcoholic, and probobly the most levelheaded and calm minded in the group. Hes the one keeping them together to meet their end goal (ill get into that later) Before the gang was reunited, he and lincion spent a lot of their time looking through landfills like the description says. They usually resell the stuff they find. Charlie is the fourth oldest in the group, at 42.

Lincion is Charlies boyfriend. Usually more energetic than Charlie, hes mostly accompanying Charlie on his journey for the fun (also, like. They promised not to separate LMAO) Hes smug and snappy at a lot of people, that causes him to get into trouble and Charlie having to intervene from Linc getting shot. they love each other very much and kiss :3 Lincion is the third oldest at 44.

Gameplay wise:

Linc is an SP user and Charlie is a TP user

the way theyd be gameplay wise is that they switch each turn, like a two in one :D

That would make for less moves for them, but more variety

Charlie is also one of em WASD combo users, mostly it being bottle throws. Has a healing move like birdies drinks on me

Lincions are dagger tricks, and depending on the move, can give him status moves like cool and super cool.

Hans is VERY hard headed and no nonsense. His bossy nature makes for an unfavourable time for EVERYONE around him! He doesn't want anything to do with this journey at all and wants to get it over with very quickly. He would have been the leader if it wasn't for the fact that given the choice, he would have 100% called the whole thing off, and if he didn't, his attitude would have made anyone left anyways. Hans is the second oldest at 50

Gameplay notes

SP user, mostly stat moves.

moves are simular to Nern in a way, Tells people things (wether it be the group or enimies) and can give them buffs/debuffs

basic attack is an elbow jab, does little damage.

Marcus joined the posse after charlie and the others did a favour for him. He keeps a lot of his life closed off to the gang, and isint much of a talker. Marcus is the oldest at 63.

Gameplay notes

After throwing his adze, it takes a turn to get it back

SP user

Some other attacks are scraping using his adze.

Fingerbeam attacks

(hes like the newest one i made so hes not that well developed LMAO)

The infamous thief, Errett! Joined the group mostly for protection from gangs and/or warlords trying to kill her, unbeknown to Charlie, who was friends with him before the flash. Banned from most warlord/gang turfs, He usually stands outside such places coming up with excuses as to why she can't come with. Errett is the 5th oldest at 41

Gameplay notes

sp user

stat dealer, main move is to steal a status move from an enemy and give it to one of the people in the party.

Joy addict, goes through withdrawl often.

attacks are randomized attacks from the other party members.

SAGEY!!! Probably one of the only ones to actually be in this group for its intended goal and not for some unrelated reason. Despite this, she acts very snappy at Charlie, mostly for the fact that he prevents her from going on a smoking/drinking binge. Shes the youngest at 37.

Gameplay notes

SP user

Attacks are slaps

Has a move similar to Rodriguez's snap out of it

another move where she talks shit about an opponent, that can make them cry or angry.

Fireball attacks

The famous ring fighter, and the self proclaimed most handsome one in all of olathe, Prettyboy joined this journey for more havoc to wreak upon random people who dared to pick a fight. Hes very energetic and hyper, and is the party animal of the group. His huge ego is a cover up of his insecurities. Hes the second youngest at 39.

Gameplay notes

TP user and WASD combo user

Attacks are (expectedly) kicks and punches

Has an oiled up move

has a move where he flirts with the opponent to make them feel weird or scared

AND thats all of the main guys! now, what are they all doing traversing olathe?

Their main goal is to find the Carnwells' mutated brothers, Angelo and Lance, to say their final goodbyes to them. It was originally supposed to be a MUCH shorter trip, Charlie leaving the two mutants to find the rest of his siblings, but when they returned, Lance and Angelo disappeared.

(this is like the only image i have of their mutant forms ok)

AND there are side characters!!!

WHO is this ominous joy mutant? you're gonna have to wait to find out if i ever decide to draw it!!!!!

and WHO are these fellows???? Hans' Exes!!!! thats who!!!!!

AND HOW COULD I FORGET DR. FLOUNDER??????? here to diagnose and provide care of any illness/disability, she travels olathe to search for people in need of help.

ok ive been writing this for like. 3 hours i think im done. related art below. alr im done now

[inside0ut-dotnet]

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[slytherindesigns]

Tried painting my Hogwarts Legacy MC. Errett Prescott.

[svndrenched]

The blonde approached her friend with the most conniving, shit eating grin the ghoul had ever seen.

“Hey, Tempy? If I wished you a Merry Christmas, would you reply Bah Humbug or Baaaaaaa Humbug?”

@satanicstfrancis

Tempest groaned and scoffed at Errett. She knew that was pure Errett humor and couldn't help but smile.

"Good one, you dork." The ghoul pushed her shoulder gently. "You know it rotates based on my mood; the grumpier I get, the goat-ier I get." And it was true. She got chompy when her mood turned sour, not that she'd ever, ever bite Errett, but anyone else? No one else would be spared her pointed teeth.

"I got something for you. It's up in my room. And not wrapped."

[afaimscorner]

Meine „Torchwood“ und „Doctor Who“-Fics:

Die „Captain Jack“-Reihe:

Diese Fics findet ihr unter der „Captain Jack“-Reihe zusammengefasst auf AO3:

Außerdem habe ich noch diese Fic geschrieben:

Das Evangelium nach Captain Jack Harkness

Diese Geschichte entstand aus dem Versuch heraus eine alternative Charakteristik für Jack zu finden, die mir schon lange im Kopf herum gespukt ist. Sie war eigentlich viel kürzer und ganz anders geplant und aus „Jack ist unerfahren in sexuellen Dingen“ wurde irgendwie das persönliche Glaubensbekenntnis von Captain Jack Harkness zu den unterschiedlichsten Momenten seines Lebens.Warnung: als religionskritisch auslegbare Untertöne, Uminterpretationen, Jack/John, Jack/Rose, Rose/Nine, Jack/Nine, Jack/Gwen (aber nicht wirklich), Gwen/Rhys, Gwen/Owen, Jack/Ianto, Jack/Ten, Jack/Alonso, Jack/Estelle, Jack/Lucia

[grafofheaven]

Psalm 80:

Gott, der du über den Himmeln thronst, höre meine Bitte, meine Klage. Führe meine Sache gegen die Treulosen, die falschen und bösen Menschen.

In deiner Gnade und Weisheit, schütze mich vor ihren Täuschungen, vor ihren Lügen und Intrigen. Lass mich nicht in ihren Netzen gefangen sein, sondern errette mich aus ihren Händen.

Möge deine Gerechtigkeit walten, und deine Wahrheit mich leiten. Stärke meinen Geist und mein Herz, damit ich standhaft bleibe in dieser Prüfung.

Psalm 80:

God, who is enthroned above the heavens, hear my plea, my lamentation. Plead my cause against the faithless, the false and wicked people.

In your grace and wisdom, protect me from their deceptions, from their lies and intrigues. Do not let me be caught in their nets, but deliver me out of their hands.

May Thy righteousness prevail, and Thy truth guide me. Strengthen my mind and heart to remain steadfast in this trial.