And when you give her your hat, she will REALLY chomp on it!

A strange pattern. Probably not the Sanskrit kind, either. You know which kind I mean.

Some cows had been exposed to radiation. One is leaking green slime instead of milk, and the other died from external injuries.

Let's make a chain of our associated class and player aspects. I myself am a Knight of Doom.

The sun, treasured by Light players everywhere.

An encircled pumpkin.

I guess the moral of this story is... don't dress like Ponce? I don't really understand this image at all, really.

There were never any pumpkins. You must be mistaken.

A game for girls. YOU SHOULD STOP PLAYING THEM.

John's Dad doesn't understand the concept of pizza. HE KNOWS ONLY THE WAYS OF BETTY CROCKER.

Karkat the... hobbit? Oh dear god what am I looking at here.

BO. No, seriously, that's literally all I was given. Just... draw whatever you want, I guess?