Fan Art – XY Meresine by 324b21

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Holy shit. I’m not gay, but I am gay for Man Meresine. That is one sexy dude. A master of chromosomes, 324b21 has been known to dabble in gender bending before, but he/she’s really outdone him/herself this time. It’s spectacular.

Of course, if Meresine were a man, he couldn’t be voiced by the fabulous Elisabeth Hunter, and that would suck. On the other hand, this gives me an excuse to post more Elisabeth Hunter stuff, which is always fun because she’s the closest thing to a celebrity I know. Here she is in a commercial for Welch’s Fruit Snacks.

These foolish children think their TV mom is a mundane snack thief. They have no idea she’s actually a badass Dark Elf archer in her spare time.

Fan Art – Erevan, Talie, Anum-La, and Qa’Dojo by Numeriku

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Woohoo it’s Fan Art Friday or FAF as the people in the hood call it. Seriously. Go down to the hood and they’ll tell you all abouts da FAF. It is a worldwide phenomenon, and this week we are displaying the wonderful work of our resident screenshot champion, Numeriku.

The first set of pictures features Erevan and Numeriku’s PC Talie. She’s giving him the tough love and support he needs. She’s the fiery torch dragging, er, guiding his way through the dark.

 

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Oh man, that picture in the corner. All the feels.qa_dojo_doodle_by_yee-d7sj36a

Here is a doodle of Qa’Dojo, looking rather serene. What the picture doesn’t show is that he’s riding a unicycle on a high wire. In life, balance is key.anum_la_doodle_by_yee-d7sj2kz

One of the complaints handegg players have is their lack of marketability. They wear helmets that cover up half their face, so it’s hard to identify your favorite players when they start rampaging in public. Anum-La, thankfully, doesn’t suffer from that problem. Even without her hood, you know her right away.

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Here is a little dinner party Zora is having with a potato and a wedge of cheese. I imagine she’d give them both names, then find it excruciatingly hard to eat them for that reason. Of course, this would eventually lead to rotting, at which point she’d bury them in the backyard but not after having a short ceremony commemorating their life.

Au revoir, Cheesy-kins. Safe travels, Senor Mash. We hardly knew ye.