Sobek, Goddess of the Nile

“Ugh…what the fuck happened?”

He’s waking up in a dumpster surrounded by computers with Y2K compliant stickers on them

He’s running past the reader

“HIT THE DECK!”

“Merry Christmas to those that celebrate, I’m going to go gorge on chocolates.”

((…why does he look like qui gon jinn?

“Bullshit, you are my kid, and kids get gifts. The thumb pad on the door doesn’t accept my thumb print anyway. I don’t wanna get gored by some robo pig.”

Appearing on @ntekceo.bsky.social’s security cameras like a FNAF animatronic

“Silas, I brought a gift.”

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“AH, CRAB!”

“This is me.”

((The TF2 comic came out today so I am absolutely feral

Warning: will be lost in the fog

Or sea

Or road

“I SENSE GREAT EVIL IN YOUR FUTURE GREEN M-“

He double checked

“Oh Woops, forget I said anything.”

“Ah. At least you missed any major arteries that way. Was it an intentional shot?”

A small pouch opened on his hip, and a metal slime crawled out, forming into a chair.

“Sorry, thought you were a musician I traumatized.”

He’s trying to brush off his insane ramblings.

“…Deadmaus? Is that you? I’m sorry for blowing up that rat at your concert.”

He’s too stupid to realize-

He’s sticking out his arm to clothesline the stranger

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He’s sprinting full force at the reader

“HOLY SHIT THE FISH TALKS?!”

“This is how I appear in your dreams

A floating head.”

“What about sending him to jail?”

He’s giving her a look. Which look is up to her.

It’s not a question of if, it’s how

Sobek could always just explode their hearts or give a blood clot, but that’s not how he rolls

Most likely it would be Toothless and him taking pot shots at each other

“Can you believe it guys? Christmas, only a week away!”

“Mods, hit his ass with the golden arrow and send him out to find the head doctor.”

“…The fuck? No?”

He’s now in a male form and just staring down the browies. He can smell the fact they are edibles.

“Ah, what a beautiful night!”

He’s only wearing a jacket and jeans.

🐍”…You look like a werewolf stripper.”

“Nobody, a demon just crawled out of the Du’at and I had to go clean it up. This kind of thing happens every so often.”

“Eh. Thats putting it lightly. I prefer Blood for the blood god.”

He laughed like a maniac as he put about 20 shots into the thing, and collected it into a Tupperware container

“Hmm…guess I can check it out then.”

He tends to like fantasy stuff, but it has been a few years since he went in a gallery.

“Well time to go demon hunting.”

The blood begins to rise, and Sobek turns around

“Oh great, it found me. I’ll have to get my steps in later.”

Snag turned into a pistol in his hand, and he began to unload into the puddle

“Oh that makes way more sense. I probably should be going to do my actual job though.”

…why was there a puddle of blood boiling behind him?

“But you do have to admit that a majority of modern institutions try and make that a thing, and thus it reflects into the populace. I mean look at Van Gogh, his stuff only became popular when he was in the ground, meanwhile he lived in destitute conditions.”