Poseidon: Ruthlessness Is Mercy Upon Ourselves.

Poseidon: You can't kill me.

Odysseus: Exactly.

Unknown voice: Woo!!! Tell 'em! Gut the guppy!

Odysseus (looking around): Who was that?

Poseidon (annoyed): That would be the sound of Ares cheering you on.

Technoblade hears Voices

Well this is where doodling got me. A short comic of my favorite scene from the Dream SMP. I loved this scene and imagining what the characters expressions were. Probably gonna a part 2 for this later.

technoblade is a god.

a god of the water, the youngest one out of all his brothers and sisters. he’s important, life cannot exist with out the water. he’s important, water can beckon those unfortunate enough into deaths grasp.

technoblade was tired of simply being an asset, he wanted to *create*, he wanted to do what life did, because the oceans were so barren.

and he did, he created Life. the merfolk.

life was angry, he was furious actually. how dare technoblade create life? he’s a god of the water, the oceans. he has *no right.*

technoblade is cast out, doomed to be chained to the bottom of his ocean for all eternity for going against the sacred laws and rules of the gods.

phil is a wandering merfolk, he does not belong to a pod. he finds oddities in the deep parts of the oceans, trades them for coin and lives a quiet, albeit lonely life.

he makes a friend, a lady with a sleek black tail and purple eyes that shimmer with something otherworldly. she joins him, claiming she’s looking for her brother. phil helps, and she promises him great coin for the venture. she says her name is kristin.

he goes into a trench, like normal. except this one reaches deeper then he’s ever seen one go, and he follows it down. down, down, down.

he sees a statue, chained wrapping around its entire body and cementing it to the ocean floor. it’s huge, easily three times phil’s size.

hes studying the statue, and it looked tired. he thinks it’s weird, but..

the statue blinks at him.

anyone remember when he stole all of those bookshelves

till death do us part

Good boy, Sumo.

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chapter 2

“I didn’t stutter, did I? I think I was very clear.” Philza asks, and for once his voice sounds just the slightest bit unkind as he looks around to the few guards that have now gathered in the courtyard, as though for them to answer the question.

Technoblade has to tighten his lips to stop the scowl that threatens to overtake his face, “No, I just wanted to make sure I heard you right.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54574972/chapters/165863641

FRICK ‘IM UP, ODYSSEUS! FRICK ‘IM UP

completely unrelated to football but lady liberty made me do it

You can’t tell but Athena is trying not to laugh.