I'm gay, so is this blog

You are a drop-pod mechanic. To pass the time, you write a short, encouraging message on the inside of every pod you repair. Today, a heavily scarred veteran comes looking for the person whose message kept him sane.

"My name probably means nothing to you, but I used to be a god worshipped here in long forgotten times. Except the remnants of my last temple were bulldozed to build a parking lot this morning, so now I'm kind of homeless. Can I stay here?"

Ever since you awoke in a cell in the cult’s compound you’ve been able to hear the apologetic whispers of their god. Apparently while they are fanatically loyal they aren’t very good at actually listening to their god.

Your spells are custom-made for you, by you. Usually it doesn’t change much, but tonight you were robbed and as the thief tried to cast one of your spells, he burned to a husk before he finished the first line. Your party takes a step away from the book.

heafache.

you evil evil freaks will reblog anything

not just atheist but anti-theist. a divine being descends to earth and im in the background booing

a witch and the princess she "kidnapped" will be living their best lives in their tastefully decorated tower complete with courtyard for their beloved pet dragon when suddenly Prince Compulsive Heterosexuality bursts in on his noble steed Property Damage

The super villain gave a disappointed sigh. It was bad enough to be invited to the funeral of their superhero arch-nemesis. But it was even worse to be the only person to show up.

"You didn't kidnap my daughter, you morons, you kidnapped one of my agents. This is an ARISE unit. You kidnapped a magical girl. Agent Mayweather, you have full permission to engage."

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