For those unfamiliar, the Shirren are a race from Starfinder who recently escaped from a hivemind, and are now addicted to choice.

In the ongoing Drow Civil War, our group got a big win by taking down the colossal Spider golem (After it had been softened up by a few World Serpent Spawn), and among it's wreckage was one of it's massive eyes, an arcane charged amethyst.

Considering we're in a war, my craftsman Celestial Warlock thought along the lines of using it to make a rather big bomb. But as he began to plan, his other personalities calmed him, reminding him that making WMDs is kind of against our religion, causing the one currently in control of the body to take a moment to reflect on how he'd gotten over the week of war.

Beseeching their god patron for aid, he wanted aid in making proper use of the massive gem, and with that bit of divine aid, the Fabricate spell (Which I have as a patron spell to fit having an inventor god patron), and permanently sacrificing one of my three spell slots (As well as a sorta not great but not absolutely terrible roll), I have this little spooder on my shoulder.

Source (Bluesky)

Context: There was a typo on Archives of Nethys where the Bristle Boar was marked as level 83, and if you know anything about Pathfinder's scaling you know exactly why that is hilarious.

What makes it even better is that it was Paizo's offical account that posted it:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZjlYFWLUDBQ