I’m thriving in Utah, working for a pizza place at night and making plenty of money to sustain myself.
I send down an asteroid with a 1752 mile radius, centered on my grandpa's farm (I don't like him), at 56509 miles per second, which completely destroys the Earth.
I dislodge Utah just in time, and the impact sends Utah into the Astral Plane, creating a Wildspace system. Utahspace, population: like 2.5 million.
I planeshift there and cast ∞ level Banishment on Utahspace.
I shepherd all the Utahans through the arches in Arches National Park into the Feywild and engage the HOLY RAVE OF SARDIOR
The stars align, causing Bahamut's disco party and Tiamat's conga line to also appear. What could possibly go wrong? :D
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
I’m thriving in Utah, working for a pizza place at night and making plenty of money to sustain myself.
I send down an asteroid with a 1752 mile radius, centered on my grandpa's farm (I don't like him), at 56509 miles per second, which completely destroys the Earth.
I dislodge Utah just in time, and the impact sends Utah into the Astral Plane, creating a Wildspace system. Utahspace, population: like 2.5 million.
I planeshift there and cast ∞ level Banishment on Utahspace.
I shepherd all the Utahans through the arches in Arches National Park into the Feywild and engage the HOLY RAVE OF SARDIOR
The stars align, causing Bahamut's disco party and Tiamat's conga line to also appear. What could possibly go wrong? :D
The pure energy of the three original creators of the First World combines to create…
a potato. Back to square one. The rave continues
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
I’m thriving in Utah, working for a pizza place at night and making plenty of money to sustain myself.
I send down an asteroid with a 1752 mile radius, centered on my grandpa's farm (I don't like him), at 56509 miles per second, which completely destroys the Earth.
I dislodge Utah just in time, and the impact sends Utah into the Astral Plane, creating a Wildspace system. Utahspace, population: like 2.5 million.
I planeshift there and cast ∞ level Banishment on Utahspace.
I shepherd all the Utahans through the arches in Arches National Park into the Feywild and engage the HOLY RAVE OF SARDIOR
The stars align, causing Bahamut's disco party and Tiamat's conga line to also appear. What could possibly go wrong? :D
The pure energy of the three original creators of the First World combines to create…
a potato. Back to square one. The rave continues
I turn square one into a circle.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
I’m thriving in Utah, working for a pizza place at night and making plenty of money to sustain myself.
I send down an asteroid with a 1752 mile radius, centered on my grandpa's farm (I don't like him), at 56509 miles per second, which completely destroys the Earth.
I dislodge Utah just in time, and the impact sends Utah into the Astral Plane, creating a Wildspace system. Utahspace, population: like 2.5 million.
I planeshift there and cast ∞ level Banishment on Utahspace.
I shepherd all the Utahans through the arches in Arches National Park into the Feywild and engage the HOLY RAVE OF SARDIOR
The stars align, causing Bahamut's disco party and Tiamat's conga line to also appear. What could possibly go wrong? :D
The pure energy of the three original creators of the First World combines to create…
a potato. Back to square one. The rave continues
I turn square one into a circle.
I summon the Mosh of Stardust Hornets inside the circle by playing Bad Religion's album Recipe for Hate at 18260 decibels.
I’m thriving in Utah, working for a pizza place at night and making plenty of money to sustain myself.
I send down an asteroid with a 1752 mile radius, centered on my grandpa's farm (I don't like him), at 56509 miles per second, which completely destroys the Earth.
I dislodge Utah just in time, and the impact sends Utah into the Astral Plane, creating a Wildspace system. Utahspace, population: like 2.5 million.
I planeshift there and cast ∞ level Banishment on Utahspace.
I shepherd all the Utahans through the arches in Arches National Park into the Feywild and engage the HOLY RAVE OF SARDIOR
The stars align, causing Bahamut's disco party and Tiamat's conga line to also appear. What could possibly go wrong? :D
The pure energy of the three original creators of the First World combines to create…
a potato. Back to square one. The rave continues
I turn square one into a circle.
I summon the Mosh of Stardust Hornets inside the circle.
Where they are now trapped! *Maniacal laughter*
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
I’m thriving in Utah, working for a pizza place at night and making plenty of money to sustain myself.
I send down an asteroid with a 1752 mile radius, centered on my grandpa's farm (I don't like him), at 56509 miles per second, which completely destroys the Earth.
I dislodge Utah just in time, and the impact sends Utah into the Astral Plane, creating a Wildspace system. Utahspace, population: like 2.5 million.
I planeshift there and cast ∞ level Banishment on Utahspace.
I shepherd all the Utahans through the arches in Arches National Park into the Feywild and engage the HOLY RAVE OF SARDIOR
The stars align, causing Bahamut's disco party and Tiamat's conga line to also appear. What could possibly go wrong? :D
The pure energy of the three original creators of the First World combines to create…
a potato. Back to square one. The rave continues
I turn square one into a circle.
I summon the Mosh of Stardust Hornets inside the circle.
Where they are now trapped! *Maniacal laughter*
Or are they? Perhaps it is YOU who are trapped, Outside the circle!
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Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
I’m thriving in Utah, working for a pizza place at night and making plenty of money to sustain myself.
I send down an asteroid with a 1752 mile radius, centered on my grandpa's farm (I don't like him), at 56509 miles per second, which completely destroys the Earth.
I dislodge Utah just in time, and the impact sends Utah into the Astral Plane, creating a Wildspace system. Utahspace, population: like 2.5 million.
I planeshift there and cast ∞ level Banishment on Utahspace.
I shepherd all the Utahans through the arches in Arches National Park into the Feywild and engage the HOLY RAVE OF SARDIOR
The stars align, causing Bahamut's disco party and Tiamat's conga line to also appear. What could possibly go wrong? :D
The pure energy of the three original creators of the First World combines to create…
a potato. Back to square one. The rave continues
I turn square one into a circle.
I summon the Mosh of Stardust Hornets inside the circle.
Where they are now trapped! *Maniacal laughter*
Or are they? Perhaps it is YOU who are trapped, Outside the circle!
I ponder this, while turning the circle into a pentagon to increase the security.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
I turn the pentagon into a dodecahedron and beseech Jeff to come in the dodecahedron.
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Hi all, I'm Druid_Girl31, but please call me Druid. I am (a/an) CERTIFIED INSOMNIAC, PAN, alterhuman,BADDD DM, and obsessed with HAMILTON! Why? I'm just cool like that!
I wake up after the holy rave concludes, and realize that we accidentally caused the Fourth Sundering with our sick beats.
The beats leave to go to the doctor.
The beats all have chlamydia, contracted from improper handling of koalas.
Oh... Improper? Handling? ;) ;) ;)
I am deeply offended at your koala implications and flick the nose of the dog in your pfp.
HOW DARE YOU FLICK MY SIBLING'S DOG!!!
I CAST ∞⁹⁷⁸ LEVEL MAGIC MISSLE!!! ON YOU!!!
I am now dead. I become a spooky ghost and haunt you.
I turn you into a spooky scary skeleton, along with all of the other ghosts in the world, and begin eldritch chanting to the tune of Spooky Scary Skeletons.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
I wake up after the holy rave concludes, and realize that we accidentally caused the Fourth Sundering with our sick beats.
The beats leave to go to the doctor.
The beats all have chlamydia, contracted from improper handling of koalas.
Oh... Improper? Handling? ;) ;) ;)
I am deeply offended at your koala implications and flick the nose of the dog in your pfp.
HOW DARE YOU FLICK MY SIBLING'S DOG!!!
I CAST ∞⁹⁷⁸ LEVEL MAGIC MISSLE!!! ON YOU!!!
I am now dead. I become a spooky ghost and haunt you.
I turn you into a spooky scary skeleton, along with all of the other ghosts in the world, and begin eldritch chanting to the tune of Spooky Scary Skeletons.
I turn you into a low-quality FNAF edit.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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The stars align, causing Bahamut's disco party and Tiamat's conga line to also appear. What could possibly go wrong? :D
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
The pure energy of the three original creators of the First World combines to create…
a potato. Back to square one. The rave continues
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
I turn square one into a circle.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
I summon the Mosh of Stardust Hornets inside the circle by playing Bad Religion's album Recipe for Hate at 18260 decibels.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
Where they are now trapped! *Maniacal laughter*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
Or are they? Perhaps it is YOU who are trapped, Outside the circle!
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
I ponder this, while turning the circle into a pentagon to increase the security.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
I wake up after the holy rave concludes, and realize that we accidentally caused the Fourth Sundering with our sick beats.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
I turn the pentagon into a dodecahedron and beseech Jeff to come in the dodecahedron.
Hi all, I'm Druid_Girl31, but please call me Druid. I am (a/an) CERTIFIED INSOMNIAC, PAN, alterhuman, BADDD DM, and obsessed with HAMILTON! Why? I'm just cool like that!
She/her pronouns please. TITLES: Savior of the Woods by Drummer! Send me a PM! PRAISE JEFF! Join the Hamilton Cult! Hate on Gen Alpha Slang! <--- ( all links)
I lost any measure of sanity I ever had a long time ago!
The beats leave to go to the doctor.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
Jeff says they don't wanna.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
The beats all have chlamydia, contracted from improper handling of koalas.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
I turn the dodecahedron into a hypercube. Fortunately, since I have all 26 dimensions, I can still see the 4-dimensional hypercube.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
Oh... Improper? Handling? ;) ;) ;)
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
I am deeply offended at your koala implications and flick the nose of the dog in your pfp.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
HOW DARE YOU FLICK MY SIBLING'S DOG!!!
I CAST ∞⁹⁷⁸ LEVEL MAGIC MISSLE!!! ON YOU!!!
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
I am now dead. I become a spooky ghost and haunt you.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
I cast Dispel Evil and Good on you.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
I turn you into a spooky scary skeleton, along with all of the other ghosts in the world, and begin eldritch chanting to the tune of Spooky Scary Skeletons.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
I turn you into a low-quality FNAF edit.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.