"you Should Be At The Club" I Should Be Working On My Fanfic

Why NOT To Mess With The DM: Some Feywild Shenanigans That Happened.

DM throws us into the feywild while on our journey to find a rampaging necromancer after stumbling upon a strange tree that twisted into a portal.

While going through the trees, we find a gateway that leads to a road that we need to go down to continue.

A fey man stops us and tells us one of us needs to make a deal with him to continue on. The deal being that we need to give him our firstborn child in exchange for passage. (A classic really. Adds character development to a player's character.)

The rest of the group chatters amongst themselves as I, the Aasimar cleric, stay silent and look down at the token for the fey man. Smoking hot. I know what I have to do...

Fighter: Alright, so who should make the deal?

Monk: Perhaps me? I never planned on having children.

Rogue: Yeah, but what if you do later–

Me: I'll do it.

Fighter: Wha–

Fey: Are you sure... bird?

Me: Quite sure. I only have one question to ask you, Mr. Fey... *Leans closer towards the fey man, who in reality is just the DM* Do you prefer your eggs fried, scrambled, or... fertilized~?

The table is alive with quiet murmurs of noise. The paladin is making incomprehensible noises of disappointment. The fighter is astonished. The wizard keeps looking between me and the DM as I stayed leaned over the table towards the DM.

However... A smirk comes onto the DM's face as he turns the tables on me.

Fey: Careful what you wish for, birdie... I always take them fertilized.

The table now erupts. The bard is laughing his ass off. The rogue is making loud, "ooooohhhhh!!!" sounds as she watches this all go down. The monk is silently resigned as he stares off into space. I'm sitting there, wide-eyed in shock (and probably beet red) as I was not expecting him to flirt back in character since I was so used to just flirting and teasing and could not handle it being thrown back at me.

Lesson learned. You fuck around, you find out. Especially when it's with the DM.

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Sunday singing Cruel Angel's Thesis.

I can't stop thinking about it.

(Elden Ring Tarnished OC) Maylis, The Flower Mother 🌼

I might not have made an in-game model for her, but I did make a design for her in Picrew. So, I finally have something to properly show how she looks.

So, here is Maylis. 🌼

Maylis, dubbed 'the Flower Mother' by those she knew before. The title just seemed to stick...

A lowly Tarnished guided by grace, returned to the Lands Between to fix what she had ruined and lost long ago...

Maylis, a young maiden who frolics through the petals of flowers and the fallen leaves of a minor Erdtree.

Merely the echoes of a time before she was taken away from her home. The echoes of a life once lived...

(Maylis, pre-shattering)

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Credits to the creator of the dress-up game/artist:

Picrew

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Rennala deserved so much better.

That's it. That's the post. Just the cold, hard truth.

(Might try to make a fanfic for her later, but idk. I just want her to be happy, man!)

(Elden Ring OC) Maylis' Fighting Style. 🌼

This is just to explain how my oc, Maylis, would fight in Elden Ring, to know what her weapon set up is like.

So, Maylis' starter would be the prisoner set up with the Golden Seed heirloom as that is important to her lore, but once in the Lands Between properly, she would use the Discus and Triple Rings of Light incantations.

Her weapons that she would use would be the Sword of St. Trina and the Golden Order Seal, at least for a while until she finds something else she likes. (I have not played the DLC yet, so I don't know about any of the new weapons/spells.)

Maylis, while rather good at combat, is rather squishy in defensive terms. So, she tends to summon a variety of her Spirits to help her out during battle, she usually relying on her Crystalian to help distract a difficult foe and to absorb hits better than she could herself.

I have not really thought about her armor yet, but I'll get to it eventually.

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HSR Sunday's Boss Fight Theory.

(Spoilers for Penacony Quest Below!)

I feel like people are not talking enough about how Sunday literally almost ascended in his boss fight, as far as I can tell, anyway.

Like, he was the 'Embryo of Philosophy.' He was in the middle of turning into an Aeon following the path of Philosophy and ascending to take the place of Order instead of reviving Ena without his knowledge.

I think it is really sad when you think about how Sunday fully believed he was doing the right thing and tried to revive Ena, only to be tricked into unknowingly starting to ascend into Aeonhood.

I could ramble on and on about how sad of a character Sunday is and all that, but I have to stay on topic for now.

Anyway, back to his ascension.

So, I do want to point out something I noticed during his boss fight that I found rather... interesting.

During his third phase, we all know about his big attack that practically nukes your team, right?

Well, during that attack, we see a hand coming down and reaching towards Sunday, to which he reaches back and they touch fingers, causing the attack to happen.

The attack and scene in question.

Now, most people tend to assume that this is Ena, and I do as well. At least, I did think it was Ena until I stared at the screen a bit too hard and went, "Wait a damn minute–"

Dearest gentlereader, care to take a little looksie at Ena for me?

Ena, the Order.

Do you see that? Their hands?

That's right! Ena's hands don't match the hands during Sunday's boss fight at all.

So, I am going to tell you that this is not Ena and not Xipe either, because that wouldn't make sense at all. Even then, Xipe's hands are a deep blue, so that wouldn't match either.

Now, I know during that move, Sunday speaks as if he is talking to Ena, yes. However! If Sunday is truly oblivious to the fact he is ascending and is under the full belief that he is reviving Ena, he probably also does not realize that who he is talking to. IS. NOT. ENA.

So, who is it? Who is this this mysterious hand coming from the heavens? Well, what if I say it is the Aeons version of Sunday's hand?

Alright, don't scroll or click off, just hear me out!

The hand shares certain similarities to both Ena and Xipe. (The white part with the gold design being reminiscent of Ena. The thumb also shares a bit of Xipes color scheme, albeit with a bit of a stretch.)

You can also see during the scene that there are angel feathers coming down from where the hand comes from, something neither of the other Aeons possess. But you know who has feathers and wings? The handsomest man in Penacony, that's who!

During the build-up to the move, the subtitles were repeating the words from his diary, if I am correct, (which might has well just been a Bible at that point) until you get to the hand scene, as if slowly bridging the gap between his mortal body and his soon-to-be Aeon form.

Am I crazy? Am I right? I have no clue!

I might be totally off the mark with this, but I'm posting this anyway.

Bye ya'll, hope I didn't completely waste your time!

Holy mother Mary on a rubber tricycle, I got Never Gonna Give You Up!

I would rickroll the hell out of everyone, fuck yeah I'm singing!

You've probably seen polls about "Would you sing for X minutes / in front of X many people / etc. for $" before. Well. Here's another one!

If you sing a song in front of 50,000 people, you get a million dollars... but this time, you don't get to pick the song.

Spin this wheel of song options, and that's what you have to sing in front of a stadium full of people. You will have 30 minutes to prepare.

Alright, so... Rennala.

By the grace, Rennala...

(Gushing, rambling, and kind of a mini fanfic below the cut.)

Gods, I love her so much. I'm so glad we don't kill her in-game. Long live the Queen of the Full Moon! (Yes, I'm going to be gushing about Rennala for quite a bit.)

I love her. Don't give me Ranni, give me her mother. If I could, I would have played a playthrough solely dedicated to wifeing up Rennala and giving her the happiness she deserves. Rennala deserved so much better, man. I would give her the world if I could.

Not to mention she's stunning??? Look at her, look at my wife–

Look at her absolutely ethereal features! She is mesmerizing! A true queen! My lady, I think you dropped this. 👑

I might have cheesed her my fourth try, but she looked damn good beating my ass with a whole fucking dragon summon the first three times.

Now, look at her again. Hair. Down.

Perfection. Stunning. Lovely. Majestic. Beautiful. A round of applause for our queen! 👏

I can not remember where, but I saw some art somewhere where they drew Rennala with silver/white hair and, oh my God, ya'll... That image lives rent free in my brain. Rennala with white hair is just—👌

Can you imagine it?

She let's her long locks of white hair down from her hat, letting it cascade down her back as she gazes up at the moon.

The pale moonlight dances across her fair skin, practically making her glow, as her hair shines a bright silver.

It as if there is liquid silver falling down her back like a soft waterfall in the argent glow of the majestic moon above, as if she was blessed by the dazzling lunar display itself.

—I need to catch myself, I was starting a fanfic there for a second.

Anyway, I've been rambling for far too long. Bye ya'll!