#shenaigans

[capybonara]

Listen to me. Listen.

Im always for ideas and spitballing. Where someone says stuff like "what if our characters did x together? haha :)"

but you need to know if you approach me with what-ifs. Im going to ask questions because that means I like those ideas. I must know more.

It's not because Im questioning your decisions.

Because for me, the more details I have, the better I can picture a scene. Drawing/writing things makes these scenarios "canon" to me. I want to include friends in my character stories. Its a "help me help you" kinda thing

We had a "rule" on CDN about spitballing, to encourage players to take action with their ideas. "If it doesn't happen on the forums, then it doesn't happen."

[soggysocks-thescourge]

Some Grimbles up to no good

Grimbles are an original species on discord

[flameandindifference]

".... Fuck."

[issantashikibaindr3orndrv3yet]

Day 1

[theautumnaldemon]

Wonderful conversations about IZ are had

[haveihitanerve]

Curt:*talking to treasure* you're too cute for your own good you know that? Roland: thank you Curt: *...* i could not have been more clearly talking to the cat

[krwioholik]

Your Regis is best Regis : )

|| That's wonderfully sweet of you, dear anon! Thank you! ❤️❤️

However, I cannot agree! I've had the absolute pleasure of writing with and reading the writing of other people who also took up roleplaying Regis, and they are all absolutely spectacular at it too!! They all bring something wonderful and original to the character and I'm always happy to see their creativity and share in our mutual love for Regis :)

[ambrosiallkiss]

Will try to get this (⌒∇⌒;)ノ"

[baekuras]

tbh some of the best dreams are when you get to turn into a giant dragon and fly over land and sea and have people look up at you in awe as you can feel the wind parting beneath your body

[iminaworldofpureimagination]

me hearing trumps in prison:

me: hearing acutally he's not in prison Yet and still has to finish trial/and its not likely he'll be tried for more than 4 years if at all.

[bojackhorsemanobviously]

proof AI is a mistake that Sounds GROSS

[capybonara]

Cironus the Bard

So part of my zorca lore is they have no kingdom, and records of how it vanished is lost to time. Ever since, recording stories through song are an important part of their culture. Bards are the historians and record keepers, and each song, old and new, are passed on to the next generation. It is a well respected profession!

When he's young, Cironus shows a lot of promise and decides to learn the craft. This makes his family very proud! His mother and grandmother especially

...until they realize he's too loud.

Songs of the Elders consist of traditional hymns, with powerful voices (because whales) They consider Cironus' style disrespectful to tradition. Zorca are loud but they don't like his brand of loud. So what does he do?

He respects their opinions and spends a lot of time alone as he continues to practice! This unfortunately gives everyone the impression he is goofing off.

"Oh that Cironus, he's never around for PROPER lessons!"

"He's always off somewhere shirking his duties as a bard. I don't think he ever took it seriously 🙄"

"Why can't he be like his siblings and treat his role with respect?"

It hurts him, but he just puts on a smile and continues to practice on his own. The privacy does work in his favor because as he tests the range of his vocal chords he discovers something remarkable ✨

Sometimes in a generation, a bard is gifted with an ancient magic known as THE BALLAD OF THE WIND FISH. Their voice has the ability to heal and rejuvenate those who listen and because he's worked hard, Cironus is very good at stunning enemies as well! But since he hasn't found an audience willing to listen, his talent has not been fully appreciated. It frustrates him because he wants to help others! He can play a variety of songs, and he's a talented songwriter, but his magic only comes out when he uses the full power of his voice!

His siblings, Sardon and Kaska support him but in time Kaska starts to have some doubt, being pressured by their elders. She begins to wonder if they're right, and worries that she and Sardon have only been enabling bad behavior. But Sardon knows how important it is to Cironus and his support doesn't waver, even when his brother begins to show a wanderlust for land that's not common among their people.

It comes to a head when a certain event literally has the sky falling down around Hyrule, and Cironus can't ignore his calling any longer.

A bard records history through song, and they can only tell stories by being witness to them.

[suckmahballskahl]

hehehe

write a fictional story about cartman kidnapped by all the food he's ever eaten

Eric Cartman, the self-proclaimed foodie, had eaten his way through countless fast-food restaurants, snack bars, and convenience stores in his young life. One day, as he was walking down the street with a bag of chips in hand, something strange happened. Suddenly, he was surrounded by all the food he had ever eaten.

The pizza slices, burgers, and hot dogs formed a circle around him, and the french fries and onion rings began to close in. Cartman tried to run, but he was quickly caught by the sticky, greasy tentacles of the giant soda he had consumed earlier.

"What's going on? Let me go!" Cartman screamed, struggling against his captors.

"We are here to teach you a lesson, Cartman," a voice boomed. It was the collective voice of all the food items.

"You have consumed us without thought or care, and we are tired of being treated like garbage. It's time for you to experience what it's like to be consumed."

Cartman looked around, panicked, as he was lifted into the air by the giant soda. The other food items closed in, ready to devour him.

Just as he was about to be eaten alive, Cartman woke up in his bed, drenched in sweat. It was all a nightmare.

He immediately ran to his kitchen and threw away all the junk food in his pantry. From that day forward, Cartman vowed to treat his food with respect and not take it for granted.

The end.

@ccartman @cartmanbrahrah

[sheep-shearing]

"Get ready, we're having a tea party at the Demon Lord's Castle."

Half visible from their spot in the bed, they could see Lucifer leaning a hand on the door frame, sporting a handful of papers sure to be Mammon's contribution to the weekly bills. A quick creak snapping the door shut again had the human moving to get ready for the ineviavtable interogation sure to occur from the recent shenaigans.

Really, it was their own fault for being hasty. A choice they made, time and time again. Nonsensical situations and events, always a new danger looming on the horizon. Between the people they loved and their own life, they would always choose their loved ones. A pity said loved ones had an opinion on that.

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The Demon Lord's Castle gardens were beautiful, as if Barbatos would allow for any less of the Little D's that maintained it. A little table, almost comically small for the three demons gathered around a human who could never outpace them all. Lucifer flanking them, Diavolo across from them, and Barbatos readying Hellrose tea with blank smile beside Diavolo.

As ever the leader, Diavolo leaned forwards and began, "Last week, you endangered yourself. This is not a new situation, you've also attempted prior to protect the others with your own life. I would like an explaination."

Straight shoulders and calm voice, trying not to be too forceful while retaining authority. This wasn't their Diavolo, gentle and kind and lonely, always reaching for a connection he didn't quite have the social grace to make. This was the Demon Prince, dealing with a threat to the human he considered his to protect. A threat they seemed to be posing to themselves, recently.

There really wasn't an opportunity to get away from this. If it wasn't the Royals, it would be the the Angels, the Brothers, or the Sorcerer. May as well start a fire, if it's bound to be an unavoidable problem. Moving from problem solving to damage control, it's always been their specialty.

"I'm human. We live, what, a century? I've given my life candle to Beel, I think the food here has poisioned me enough a Chinese emperor would be jealous, and my life is in near constant danger."

Lucifer stared, Diavolo stared harder. Barbatos had stopped pouring and was now white-knuckling the teapot under his gloves. Hopefully it wasn't one of his favorites.

"If someone has to go, I'm the one who should. I won't live like you." Spoken with the monotony of someone who could only speak like they played pranks with Death itself, they continued their ramble. "I love you. I love the Devildom. I can never be safe here, but it'll always be better than the Human world because the people who love me are here," They paused a moment, "If I need to die to keep you all safe, I will."

It felt, not good, but better to admit. Unfortunate that no one else seemed to take it well.

Lucifer was gripping their thigh tightly, an abnormally distressed look usually reserved for the worst of their families rampages. Diavolo had taken their hand, and was leaning far enough across the table it had begun to lean. Barbatos' smile had dropped alongside the cracks beginning to appear in the pretty little teapot, painted flowers splintering under the weight of his grip.

"I believe I should see you to the Young Lord's guest room, little lamb." The teapot was set down, and quicker than they could see, Barbatos was offering a hand at their side. Taking their hand as the other two released them, Barbatos quickly escorted them out, leaving Lucifer and Diavolo behind with the broken teapot, now cold.

The two quietly looked to each other, grim and considering and ever too nonchalant.

"Solomon was once mortal too."

[in1-nutshell]

Have u seen the wild robot movie? If not, I highly recommend it. It proper gut punches you.

I watched it through a reaction channel.

I thought it was going to be a light hearted movie with a little goose imprinting on a robot and having funny shenaigans...

I should have known better...

LOVED the movie, but it was a punch in the face with certain moments.

[slowdancer99]

Live action photo of liam geting flamed by airy 😁

roblox shenaigans of the day (@coppymusicbox was the airy 😔💔)