The original gens here were done using Stable Diffusion in a local Reforge install. The model used was NovaFurry: https://civitai.com/models/503815/nova-furry-xl

The text editing was done using the free tools on Canva: https://www.canva.com/ . Other than the limitation of not being able to flip dialog balloons for some unfathomable reason, it seems very helpful for a free tool.

This post had tagging assistance from Tail Tagger: https://github.com/renfald/tail-tagger . Using the JPT-3 Hydra model from https://huggingface.co/RedRocket/JTP-3/tree/main/models?not-for-all-audiences=true . This helped by including a bunch of tags that I would not have thought to include like "multicolored tail." This seems like a good way to help make e6ai tags more comprehensive.

The neon lights of the Deltarune Colosseum pulsed like a heartbeat that refused to slow, casting a kaleidoscope of pinks, purples, and electric blues across the stadium stands. The air crackled with the smell of buttered popcorn, ozone from the game-show spotlights, and the faint, sweet tang of synthetic cotton candy drifting from the concession stands. A low, thumping bass thrummed through the floorboards, vibrating up into the contestants’ boots and making their tails twitch in unison. Laughter echoed off the rafters—high, bubbly giggles from the audience, mixed with the occasional roar of a bored guard drake who’d rather be nap times.

Spotlights snapped on like camera shutters, blinding the three contestants standing in the center of the stage. The crowd roared louder.

Susie was first.

She stood tall, all six-foot-two of her powerfully built purple dragon frame flexed in that signature arms-crossed, chest-out stance. Her spiky magenta-purple hair stuck up in wild, windswept spikes, catching the light like glossy obsidian threads. Golden eyes narrowed with the kind of glare that could melt steel, sharp fangs peeking from her rounded snout in a cocky grin. The cropped purple top clung to her broad, veined shoulders and defined abs, while the tattered maroon jeans hugged powerful hips and thighs, chains and a heart-shaped pendant clinking softly with every shift of weight. Black combat boots stomped once, the spikes on her arm guards catching glints of light. One long, curled pink dragon tail lashed behind her, ending in a heart tip that flicked like a whip. She was the picture of “I could bench-press a truck and still look better than you.”

“Yo, whaddup, Darkland? Or should I say… Dark Fountain?” Susie’s voice boomed, laced with that signature loud, hyper energy. She cracked her knuckles, sparks flying from her spiked gauntlets. “I’m here to remind every last one of you nerds who the cutest GIRL is! And it ain’t gonna be some soft little—”

A soft, nervous voice cut in from the left.

“Y-you really think I’m cute?”

Noelle stood there in her usual school-princess regalia, but the way she clutched the edges of her red-and-green plaid Christmas sweater made her look like a deer caught in headlights. Short, layered blonde hair framed her face in soft waves, two prominent white antlers curving upward with glossy white tips that shimmered under the lights. Her golden eyes were enormous, heart-shaped pupils spinning like pinwheels, cheeks flushed a deep rosy pink that matched the color of her pom-pom keychain. The black long-sleeve shirt underneath the sweater was tucked neatly into the long navy pleated skirt that fell to her ankles, white thigh-high stockings whispering softly as she shifted her weight. Black lace-up ankle boots clicked nervously against the stage floor. A fluffy deer tail poked out from behind her, twitching in embarrassment. She looked delicate, almost fragile—like a porcelain doll that might shatter if anyone breathed too hard.

The audience cooed. “Aww!” “So adorable!” “Noelle, you’re literally glowing!”

Noelle bit her lower lip, ears flattening slightly. “I-I just… I wanted to be part of the Dark Fountain crew, but I’m always the one who blushes at everything and—”

From the right, a tiny voice squeaked out.

“I’m not a G-GIRL!”

Ralsei’s petite frame was the complete opposite of Susie’s bulk and Noelle’s delicacy. She stood barely four feet tall, white fluffy hair tumbling in soft, slightly messy curls that brushed her shoulders and bounced with every nervous shift. Two small red ram horns peeked out like playful accents, glasses with double magnifying lenses perched on her button nose, making her sparkling blue eyes twice as wide and round. Her round cheeks were perpetually rosy, and she clutched her hands behind her back in a little bow-shape, pink scarf fluttering like a banner around her neck. The short green pleated skirt fluttered around her thin legs, paired with a black outer layer and soft pink earmuff-style leg warmers. She looked like a living plush toy someone had dressed up and then dropped into a war zone.

The audience melted. “Kyaa!” “So cute I could eat her!” “Ralsei’s gonna steal the show!”

Ralsei fidgeted, one foot tapping, a tiny sweat drop forming on her forehead. “I-I try my best to be kind and supportive… but I know I’m not as… flashy as everyone else. People always want the leader to be perfect, and—”

The game show host— a tall, lanky shadow with glowing red eyes— stepped forward, cape swirling dramatically. “And the question is… who’s the cutest GIRL in the Dark Fountain? Round one: ‘The Cuteness Challenge’!”

The crowd lost their minds.

The stage lights shifted. A massive holographic board materialized above them, sparkling with animated hearts and stars. The first challenge bloomed into existence like a living painting: a giant plushie dartboard, the target an ultra-cute bunny rabbit with heart eyes and a tiny bow.

Susie’s eyes lit up like fireworks. “Bunnies? Pfft, I could bench-press that thing and still look better.” She rolled her shoulders, muscles flexing under her shirt, and charged forward with a battle cry that shook the rafters. “SUSIE SPECIAL— DRAGON STRIKE!”

She slammed her gauntleted fist into the board with enough force to dent the metal and send the bunny rabbit flying across the stage in a shower of sparkles. The audience screamed. Susie caught the plushie one-handed, crushed it once, then tossed it back like a football.

“No way that’s cute! I’m way tougher!”

Noelle’s eyes widened even more, her antlers twitching. She bit her finger, a tiny whimper escaping. “W-wait, that one looked… kinda adorable? But Susie’s right, right? I shouldn’t get excited over something so basic. I’m supposed to be elegant, not—”

She stepped forward anyway, reaching out with trembling hands. Her fingers brushed the plushie’s ear. A soft, involuntary purr rumbled in her chest. “It’s… it’s so soft… and the bow is perfect…”

The host laughed. “One point for Noelle! But Susie’s about to show us what real strength feels like!”

Susie snatched the plushie back, hugging it to her chest like it was a rival she was about to suplex. “This is mine now. I earned it the hard way!”

The next challenge flashed: a giant scented candle that smelled like vanilla and strawberry, flickering with heart-shaped flames. Contestants had to light it with their bare hands and then blow it out while wearing the cutest apron the audience could provide.

Susie grabbed the apron— it was a tiny pink thing with hearts and ruffles that barely covered her abs. She tried to tie it. The fabric strained. “Hah! Look at this ridiculous getup! I’m a dragon, not a maid!” She lit the candle with a single spark from her gauntlet, then huffed dramatically, sending a puff of warm air that barely moved the flame. “See? I’m not cute. I’m… I’m efficient!”

The audience booed half-heartedly. “Aww, she’s trying so hard!”

Noelle took the apron next. It fit her like a dream. She tied the ribbons with delicate fingers, cheeks burning hotter. The candle’s warm glow kissed her face, making her golden eyes sparkle. When she blew it out, the flame flared like a tiny star, and she clapped her hands over her mouth, eyes wide. “I… I actually did it! It feels warm… like someone’s hugging me…”

The host awarded her the point with a dramatic sigh.

Ralsei’s turn was pure chaos in the best way.

She climbed onto a stool to reach the candle, skirt fluttering like a flower. “Ehehe… I’ll be very careful!” Her tiny hands wobbled as she tied the apron. It looked comically oversized on her. The moment she inhaled the scent, her eyes fluttered shut and a blissful smile bloomed. “It smells like… home… and kindness…”

But when she blew, she overdid it— the wind from her lungs sent the candle spinning like a top. She yelped, hopping on one foot, scarf flying, horns wobbling. “O-Oh no! I made it worse! But it was still… warm, wasn’t it?”

The audience howled with laughter and love. Points were awarded all around.

Challenge three: the ultimate cuteness test. A giant interactive mirror that showed “beauty auras” and required contestants to pose in the cutest way possible while wearing the audience-voted “most embarrassing” outfit. The outfits were… creative. Susie got a frilly pink maid dress that looked like it belonged on a doll. Noelle received a pastel pink princess gown with lace and ribbons that made her look like a living doll. Ralsei… got the tiniest, fluffiest kitten onesie the colosseum could produce. It was basically a onesie with tail and ears.

The crowd went feral.

Susie stood in the pink dress, arms crossed so tight the frills dug into her muscles. “This is ridiculous. I look like I should be serving tea, not punching monsters. But… fine. For the sake of science.” She struck a pose— one hand on hip, tail swishing, head tilted with just the right mix of arrogance and… was that a tiny blush?

Noelle’s gown made her look ethereal. She twirled once, antlers catching light, skirt swirling. “I… I feel so graceful… like a real princess…” Her voice was soft, almost tearful. “But I still feel like I’m not… enough…”

Ralsei squeaked inside the onesie. The ears flopped forward. She hugged herself, tail (hidden but fluffy) wagging. “This is… so soft… and warm… and it makes me feel little and safe…” She tried a little curtsy, horns bumping the ceiling of the mirror’s frame. “Ehehe… I think I’m doing it right? I’m being cute for the team!”

The audience screamed louder than the lights.

The final challenge of round one: “The Group Hug of Cuteness.” A giant inflatable heart rose in the center. Contestants had to squeeze in together, wearing matching “cutest” headbands that the audience had designed— Susie’s was a spiked heart crown, Noelle’s was a floral wreath, Ralsei’s was a tiny fluffy bunny hat.

They piled in.

Susie was in the middle, towering over both girls, her massive arms wrapping around them like a purple vice. She smelled like dragonfire and citrus shampoo. “Listen up, you two. If any of you start calling me cute, I’m biting. Hard.” Her voice was gruff, but her tail curled protectively around Ralsei’s legs, and she gave Noelle’s hand a gentle squeeze. “But… you both are kinda… not terrible. In a weird, squishy way.”

Noelle was pressed against Susie’s side, her smaller frame fitting perfectly under the dragon’s arm. She buried her face in the purple fabric, antlers poking the spiked crown. “Y-you’re… warm… and I shouldn’t be enjoying this, but I am…” Her voice cracked, but the blush was permanent. “I just want to be cute for you… Susie.”

Ralsei nestled between them, tiny hands clutching both their arms, onesie ears flopping. “You two are the best… even when you’re being mean about it! I love you both… and… maybe I’m a little cute too?”

The inflatable heart inflated around them, squeezing gently.

The audience lost their collective minds.

The host stepped forward, cape flaring. “Round one complete! Susie leads with… points! Noelle is close behind! Ralsei is just… stealing the show with that onesie!”

The three contestants broke apart, faces flushed, breathing hard. Susie cracked her knuckles, grinning like a shark. “I’m still the toughest. But… those two aren’t half bad.”

Noelle clutched her skirt, eyes shining. “I… I think I made friends!”

Ralsei hugged her own arms, a dreamy little smile on her face. “I felt so warm… so safe…”

The crowd chanted.

The game show host raised the microphone. “And now… the final round! ‘The Ultimate Cuteness Showdown’!”

A giant screen appeared, showing three different “cuteness” categories: Aesthetic, Emotional Support, and Raw Power (with Susie’s muscle flexes prominently displayed).

The questions rained down like heart-shaped confetti.

“Who has the prettiest voice when they’re nervous?” Susie answered first, voice booming. “Mine, obviously. No one makes my ears burn like when these two start rambling!”

Noelle whispered, “I don’t… I don’t want to admit it, but… your voice is loud in the best way…”

Ralsei squeaked, “I-I love hearing your voices too!”

The round ended with everyone a blushing, laughing mess.

As the final buzzer sounded and the lights dimmed to a soft golden glow, the three friends stood together, arms around one another despite the ridiculous outfits.

Susie ruffled Noelle’s hair, tail curling gently. “You’re both… cute. In a dumb, squishy way. Now shut up and let’s go eat cotton candy before I change my mind and bite someone.”

Noelle smiled up at her, eyes sparkling. “I’ll… I’ll try to be cuter next time!”

Ralsei beamed, bunny ears flopping happily. “Next time… we can all be the cutest girls together!”

The crowd roared approval as the three— one dragon, one deer, one sheep— walked off stage hand-in-hand, the night air of the Dark Fountain glowing around them like the perfect ending to the best game show in the multiverse.

And somewhere in the stands, a certain shadow with glowing red eyes simply smiled, whispering to the empty seats:

“Best. Parody. Ever.”