Nightmare Blunt Rotation: Mechanical/AI Edition.

Stupid and boring idea: "People in the Elden Ring world shouldn't fight with fire against people using storm skills because the wind will put the fire out!"

Amazing and awesome idea: "people in the Elden Ring world shouldn't fight with fire against people using storm skills because the fire and the wind will mix and twirl together and become a much more unruly obstacle for both people, making it impractical."

//Major In Stars and Time spoilers ahead! Be warned.

I headcanon that before all the events of ISAT and before Siffrin’s homeland just fucking blipped out of existence, they were royalty.

Loop, who is just another Siffrin with a somewhat different personality, tells them to address them with the “Royal We” when they meet. The We is foreshadowing to them being the same person, but the specification of “Royal” is a strange choice. It gives me the idea that, because if the fact Siffrin’s homeland worshipped the Universe, they saw themselves as only a part of some sort of Universal whole, meaning that, in this case, Royalty would be addressed as “We” as they are just a part if the universe.

So, TL;DR, Loop asks Siffrin at the beginning to use the “Royal We” both because they’re the same person, and because “We” was a pronoun reserved for Royalty in their homeland.

I think Duster from Mother 3 is a butch lesbian

"Toriel is so bad Asgore is innocent! Asgore is so bad Toriel is innocent blah blah blah-" SHUT UP THEY BOTH MADE A DECISION BASED ON IMPULSE AND GRIEF AND COPED HORRIBLY WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BOTH EMPATHIZE WITH THEN AND QUESTION THEIR ACTIONS!

THEY ARE FIGHT AND FLEE! (And Asriel is Spare)

Sometimes, the Messengers get a bit bold and write notes of their own. For starters, they know how the Hunter feels when around certain people(Arianna, Alfred, Gilbert, etc.) and will bring up messages to the Hunter along the lines of "Time for Joy!" whenever they're in the presence of these people.

And then there's the little shippers who will take things a step further and write "Time for Seduction."

"Time for Seduction, Treat Ailing One with care," in the case of Gilbert...

🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿

I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.

My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.

But in an instant, it was all gone.

A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.

That was just the beginning.

The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?

We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.

No home.

No food.

No clean water.

No way out.

I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.

I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.

I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.

Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.

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NOOOOO I MEANT TO CLICK MY BURDEN IS LIGHT THAT SHIT MEANS SOMETHIN TO ME

OneShot OST Tournament - Round 3

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My Burden Is Light

Children of the Ruins plays when Calamus and Alula are reunited and in the courtyard. My Burden Is Light plays in the title screen and when Niko reaches the top of the tower.

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