Rowan is the dark lord of the north, creator of ice and fire and master of sword and sorcerey. He seeks to annihilate then conqour the world somehow, using the Mcguffin of destiny.

Dave is a former gas station cashier, having been fired after eating a Twinkie from the store. He tries to stay afloat in todays economy, and owns a mini van.

Seto Kaiba and Megamind

wrt the necromancer using healing magic: i think it's dumb that necromancers can only cure someone's condition after brain death. since wounds in combat effectively kill parts of your body, would it not make sense to use necromancy to undo or at the very least halt the injuries? a necromancer could do wonders for someone who has a rotting leg

Shaggy vs the immortal snail.

Dora the explorer and Adam (Garden of Eden)

The necromancer laid at the food of her bed, reading in a panicked fashion. She had already heard the bustle of another intruder a few floors below, the clamor of steel upon steel as another one felled her undead minions.

She had gained a reputation as a fair maiden, unjustly imprisoned, somehow. People believed she was taken hold by an evil lich, guarded by a foul dragon. The rumors also said that she was the daughter of a powerful king, which was of more concern to many foolhardy soldiers who wanted a taste of real power.

As she listened to the commotion, she noticed something strange; there was no shouting or boasting. It didn't even sound like there was a small party. One singular man, carving his way through her forces? This sparked a rare interest in here, as well as a concern. It may be the first time Atlas would have a genuine challenge.

She closed the book and warily ventured out of her quarters, to meet Atlas in the main hall, but she had arrived at the balcony just in time to witness the entrance of the strange warrior.

He calmly pushed the doors open, instead of kicking them open like most do. He didn't utter a single word, nor did he hesitate for a second. He immediately walked toward Atlas, who was already waiting for him; this was clearly an elite knight, or someone far too confident. She had a hunch that he had a different kind of motive, one that didn't involve taking her hand in marriage.

As combat began, she studied his movements. His technique was far too refined to be a simple blowhard. His movements were graceful, his slashes quick yet precise, his demeanor calm. He showed no mercy or hatred for the struggling dragon.

As the knight started the motion to deliver a final blow, she ordered Atlas to yield, and the warrior to cease hostilities. With a flick of her hand, she used a bit of her magicks to begin the rejuvenation of Atlas, and gestured for the soldier to come with her.

There was much to discuss.

I really enjoyed this. It was thought out quite well :)

A guy who can speak any language and a guy who got his non-dominant roboticized

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>“It is a ferret lying on its back, curled in a circle, biting its own testicles.”

With a sigil THAT distinctive, good luck staying under the radar.

Thank you so much!

Stitch an nf bugs bunny

Stitch from Lilo and Stitch; Elmo from Elmo's World

Missile is a Pomeranian who loves his mistress and has the power to swap the location of two objects so long as they are the same shape.

Fenton Crackshell is an accountant who moonlights as a robotic superhero. Beyond his robotic suit superpowers he can count any number of objects instantaneously and accurately.

They are fighting over which of them Fenton's mother loves most. (For the purposes of the story let's just say the mother is also Missile's mistress)

Just so this agoraphobic wishing for a emotional support dragon can see more stories

SpongeBob and Thanos

"Honey, I- well- the thing is- I am Tyler. I am also not- but I am-"

The buzzing of the low battery warning became more pronounced and I could feel the hard light membrane growing thin. I'd forgotten to swap the battery last night and then in the rush to get the kids prepared for school I hadn't noticed the light vibration before driving them. Given the pattern it was now projecting I had less than two minutes before it failed completely. Heather’s face vaccilated between confused and hurt as I stammered on:

"I really didn't want you to find out this way- I did want to tell you it just- never seemed right."

"Tell me what?"

Anger and pain were winning the battle for her face.

"That I- well- I'm not just not Tyler- I- I am, from the day I've met you I've always been the same person I'm just- Tyler isn't my name."

"And what is- that!"

She grabbed her butter knife and held it forward as the hard light around my arm dissipated revealing the blue skin beneath.

"Thats what I actually look like."

I said, holding out a hand with six fingers in a placating manner.

"What the fuu-"

The rest of my disguise fell away. I wasn't that far off from what humans looked like, I mean my skin was a different shade, and my eyes may be a touch larger, ok and I didn't have the right number of fingers, and my ears were pointed, oh and I didn't have the same configuration of teeth, but in my defense I'm not... human.

"Yea- so- my name is Yuhtip'frur, but you can still call me Tyler."

""That- explains alot."

She put down the butter knife and pulled out a slip of paper before continuing:

"Ryan stopped a vending machine from falling on his friend Liam yesterday. According to the other children he just caught it with one hand and then pushed it back upright. The teachers didn't believe it until they saw the finger marks embedded in the metal."

"Ah, that's- not exactly what I was expecting you to say, but I'm glad Liam is ok, he's a very nice boy."

"So- why didn’t you tell me this at any point, like I don't know before we got married or, had three children- wait how did we... have children are they- i mean ligers are all um?"

"Infertile?"

"Yea."

This seemed to hurt her more than my deception and tears began to well in her eyes.

"No, no they'll be perfectly capable, I know you've always wanted a big family. I made sure of that when- I-."

She narrowed her eyes.

"When you what?"

"I want to preface this by saying its perfectly normal where I come from. I edited their genes so that they would look fully human, and so that they wouldn't suffer any of the potentially deleterious effects of having parents- as different as we are."

"You mean different species."

"That is actually a matter of some debate, and one of the reasons I came here."

I could see her scientist side warring with the side of her that very much wanted to berate me for hiding my origin from her for so long. Thankfully, the scientist seemed to win out as her expression turned to curiosity.

"So we have a common ancestor? How far away is your home planet? Are there more- well i guess cousin civilizations or sibling civilizations? For that matter how did you get here? "Is faster than light travel actually possible or did you use a cryopod or something else? Have you been to other planets too or just earth and- oh what is your planet called? How did you learn English? Do you have a-"

"Can I start answering before you ask more?"

She nodded emphatically, and her expression reminded me of the young woman I met at a planetarium all those years ago. That expression of utter joy in seeing the stars laid out before her, not just reveling in their beauty but in the possibility of uncovering their secrets. Not for the first time I wondered if she could have fallen for me without the disguise and not for the first time I was certain she would have.

Okay you were literally so close. Turns out I misspelled a couple things. “You cursed me and my family to a lifetime of suffering” (I forgot to add the s💀) and “pretend you don’t remember” I don’t even know what I did there. But good job!

Please

AKA "Crumby" user. ;)

That is actually a different error code.

In the PEBCAC error it simply is a placeholder for where the error originated.

Most of the time patching the system or educating the user will fix it.

In the case of the ID10T error this is an error that cannot be corrected short of replacing the user permanently

Peter Griffin, and Panda (from WeBearBears)

...I don't think that's how atheism works

Granny from Squidbillies and Mr. Rogers.

I think I misunderstood the assignment