He Cooked Him Like A Caesar Salad

Ok, so I saw @yesthefandomfreakblr's post about Gregor not returning to the Underland, and it got me thinking about a potential fic idea.

I know this is going to sound very weird, and I've probably only been thinking about it because I've been watching the show recently, but hear me out here:

Gregor's Bizarre Adventure.

Like JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, but the protagonist is Gregor. He gets his own stand, goes on a crazy adventure across America battling other stand users and making friends, with the whole story it's more or less removed from the Underland, focusing more on how that trauma affected him, and possibly maybe Vampire Solovet as an antagonist.

interesting

remembered how library of alexandria part 2 happened when cs pacat removed all the really good writing advice from their website blog…it was so good for people who are 1 on the apple imagination scale…

Percy: Yeah, I'm arguably one of, if not THE, strongest demigo-

Some random fucking Hermes kid from 2,000 years ago:

On the topic of Ares being the Warrior:

Our life and death are one, we two.

What?

My genuine reaction after learning that Ares and Ripred MIGHT have fucked at some point. That Ripred is denying it happened, but Vikus is saying Nerissa saw it in a vision??? Was it truly innocent like Ripred is claiming? I have so many questions that I am afraid to ask.

Also @ripred-tuc-offical please, I must know these rat curses that you taught Ares

Beginning of session:

Hand out these leaflets, we're doing some campaigning

End of session:

Local robotic crusader fights 2 wendigos, a vampire and possessed friend

Yesn't? I think it was a thing the fandom just collectively agreed upon. Something about Supernatural and Campbell soup.

Gregor's last name is Campbell?

aw hell hell yeah. fuck em ai bros

This machine kills AI

My favourite LotR headcanon is that the existence of hobbits implies the existence of bits, creatures so small they are harder to find than someone wearing the One Ring.

I don't actually live near a library, as I live in a pretty rural village. But damn, I wish I do. Something about them just sounds so enchanting, rows upon rows of weathered and worn books, passed down from holder to holder. Even to someone who's unfortunately lost their spark for reading, it sounds like paradise.