Quick backstory: I’m still world building for the campaign my players are currently running, so I let them offer up suggestions for some different gods. One of them (the Warlock) comes up with some ideas in the vein of Lovecraftian horrors. The following conversation ensued in our group chat.
Me: Really going for that Elder God aesthetic, aren’t you?
Warlock: I suppose, though I was going at it from a more comedic angle when I thought of it.
Me: I definitely see that, but still getting some of that GOO in there.
My girlfriend, the Rogue: WHOOPSIE DOO, HERE COMES THE GOO
Me: That’s an acronym, [Rogue]. G.O.O., not goo.
GF: WHOOPSIE DOO, HERE COMES THE G.O.O.
The chat falls silent for about ten minutes.
GF: G.OD O.F O.RGASMS
Me: Great Old One, [Rogue]. Elder God. Cthulhu and company.
GF: NO. GOD. OF. ORGASMS.
Warlock: I’m perfectly okay with God of Orgasms. I believe that’s what they called me back in my University days.
Me: Fine. There is now officially a God of Orgasms. Are you filthy degenerates happy?
That’s not what that stands for…
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