The Awakened Salad

I would like to nominate @Truthless of Shinovar for Most Iconic Profile Picture!

I feel like I’m the rebellious vampire cousin who likes sunlight and shows up to family gatherings eating garlic bread. I match the rest of the criteria though

I haven’t made any memes in a while, time to rectify that I feel bad posting so many alignment charts but I like making them and I keep finding more

Okay I feel so called out by this None of my friends have read Sanderson, though I am trying to convince the one that likes fantasy to try Mistborn eventually.

That was hilarious! I’m going to be forever disappointed that the Shard of Dad Jokes will never exist now. And “The real Trell was the friends we made along the way” and the Braize Spa & Resort shampoo refills were just amazing

What I do is copy the image URL, then click on the Insert other media drop down box at the bottom, and there should be an option to insert image from URL. Then you can paste it in without downloading anything. (On mobile for some reason I have to copy the image itself, not the address, for it to work)

I guess the theme is Sinnoh? The pack I bought had the Sinnoh starters (the best starters, obviously ), Pikachu and Shaymin.

Thanks everyone! I’m glad you all enjoyed it!

I finally found my Christmas tree decorations that went missing for three years!! Turns out they were in a box that I walk past every day, but apparently never thought to open for three years (My Christmas tree is fabulous by the way. It’s a mixture of regular Christmas ornaments, some cute animal decorations and Pokemon)

According to this WoB, a Bondsmith!

Avren thanked the girl and began to wipe his blade clean. As he worked, he realised he didn’t recognise her. “I don’t think I’ve met you. What’s your name?” “He just... vanished. Right into air.” Avren paused. He knew he should get the attention of the whole group, to ask if they knew anything more. But... he wasn’t very good at that.

Thank you guys! It really means a lot to hear that you liked it And it seems my characterisation worries were unfounded. You like crossovers like this you say?? I definitely don’t have another one planned that is even more ridiculous that will probably never see the light of day

Am I missing something? What happened?

I’m sorry I apparently need to make memes to process this But thank you, I’m really happy you enjoyed it! Oh wow, that’s really good to hear. I was worried about everyone feeling OOC, especially because I can’t remember much about Era Two at all, so I just had to trust that past me knew what they were doing

“He was using some sort of magic. I... stabbed him, but he got away.” He looked down, remembering his bloody knife. “Er, do you have a rag I can use?”

Avren searched the forest, partially because he wasn’t willing to give up, and partially to keep his mind off of what just happened. He knew deep down, however, that the man was gone. Eventually, he burst into the clearing where the others were. “There was a man,” he said, the words tumbling out too quickly. “He was controlling the bear.”

Avren stood in shock, staring into the space where the man had stood moments before. Blood dripped from his blade, dotting the white snow. He glanced around, looking for any sign of the man, but to no avail. He looked back at the footprints in front of him. He didn’t know what to feel, how to feel. I nearly killed someone. His hands began to shake, and he couldn’t bring himself to move. He had been an enemy, yes, but in the moment that didn’t seem to matter. But then, that thought was silenced by a louder one. I let him get away. Avren’s grip tightened on his knife. If only he’d been faster.

Avren hesitated, hidden in a thicket. Did he kill this man? He wasn’t even sure if he could. And killing him would mean no answers. Maybe he could capture him? But that would be even harder. He heard another roar, and made his decision. Answers would be useless unless if everyone ended up dead. As quietly as he could, he crept up behind the man, and moved to stab him in the neck.

Avren came to a stop in a clearing, out of breath. Tall trees rose around him, covered in white snow. He listened, for sounds of movement, but all he could hear was the distant sounds of fighting. He scanned the trees again, and... there! A man in armour, with a black beard, watching the fight from a distance. Avren drew the knife he kept at his side, but if it came to a fight, he didn’t know how much help it’d be. Best if he caught this man by surprise. He didn’t seem like a necromancer, though. He could’ve been wrong; there were many types of magic out there that he didn’t know about. Well, it was too late for any more contemplation. He crouched, and began sneaking through the undergrowth towards the mysterious man.

Avren stepped back as the bear roared. Where those... glowing eyes? He wasn’t well-versed in all types of magic, but in necromancy, a creature with glowing eyes meant one thing. There was a necromancer controlling it. He swore, and swept the woods with his gaze, trying to find the one responsible. They couldn’t be far. After finding no one, he tore off into the woods in search.