Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
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Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
"I'm a trillion years old."
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
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Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
"I'm a trillion years old."
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
"I'm gonna disassemble your molecules if I want to, but you might be useful. Also, I'm not actually here. You're asleep, and I'm in the M I N D S C A P E ."
Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
"I'm a trillion years old."
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
"I'm gonna disassemble your molecules if I want to, but you might be useful. Also, I'm not actually here. You're asleep, and I'm in the M I N D S C A P E ."
I am the Collective. I have no molecules to disassemble. I once did, but I disassembled myself.
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Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
"I'm a trillion years old."
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
"I'm gonna disassemble your molecules if I want to, but you might be useful. Also, I'm not actually here. You're asleep, and I'm in the M I N D S C A P E ."
I am the Collective. I have no molecules to disassemble. I once did, but I disassembled myself.
"Have fun. Hey, wanna hear my impression of you in about three seconds? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Bill screams and flails his arms wildly. You wake up and go "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and flail your arms wildly.
Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
"I'm a trillion years old."
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
"I'm gonna disassemble your molecules if I want to, but you might be useful. Also, I'm not actually here. You're asleep, and I'm in the M I N D S C A P E ."
I am the Collective. I have no molecules to disassemble. I once did, but I disassembled myself.
"Have fun. Hey, wanna hear my impression of you in about three seconds? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Bill screams and flails his arms wildly. You wake up and go "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and flail your arms wildly.
*The GuildMaster literally cannot wake up. They're an entity that has transcended time and space.*
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Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
"I'm a trillion years old."
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
"I'm gonna disassemble your molecules if I want to, but you might be useful. Also, I'm not actually here. You're asleep, and I'm in the M I N D S C A P E ."
I am the Collective. I have no molecules to disassemble. I once did, but I disassembled myself.
"Have fun. Hey, wanna hear my impression of you in about three seconds? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Bill screams and flails his arms wildly. You wake up and go "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and flail your arms wildly.
*The GuildMaster literally cannot wake up. They're an entity that has transcended time and space.*
Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
"I'm a trillion years old."
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
"I'm gonna disassemble your molecules if I want to, but you might be useful. Also, I'm not actually here. You're asleep, and I'm in the M I N D S C A P E ."
I am the Collective. I have no molecules to disassemble. I once did, but I disassembled myself.
"Have fun. Hey, wanna hear my impression of you in about three seconds? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Bill screams and flails his arms wildly. You wake up and go "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and flail your arms wildly.
*The GuildMaster literally cannot wake up. They're an entity that has transcended time and space.*
*Well they have an experience similar to that*
The green glow dissipates for a moment, before Bill Cipher must make a DC 35 Charisma save.
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Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
"I'm a trillion years old."
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
"I'm gonna disassemble your molecules if I want to, but you might be useful. Also, I'm not actually here. You're asleep, and I'm in the M I N D S C A P E ."
I am the Collective. I have no molecules to disassemble. I once did, but I disassembled myself.
"Have fun. Hey, wanna hear my impression of you in about three seconds? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Bill screams and flails his arms wildly. You wake up and go "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and flail your arms wildly.
*The GuildMaster literally cannot wake up. They're an entity that has transcended time and space.*
*Well they have an experience similar to that*
The green glow dissipates for a moment, before Bill Cipher must make a DC 35 Charisma save.
Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
"I'm a trillion years old."
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
"I'm gonna disassemble your molecules if I want to, but you might be useful. Also, I'm not actually here. You're asleep, and I'm in the M I N D S C A P E ."
I am the Collective. I have no molecules to disassemble. I once did, but I disassembled myself.
"Have fun. Hey, wanna hear my impression of you in about three seconds? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Bill screams and flails his arms wildly. You wake up and go "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and flail your arms wildly.
*The GuildMaster literally cannot wake up. They're an entity that has transcended time and space.*
*Well they have an experience similar to that*
The green glow dissipates for a moment, before Bill Cipher must make a DC 35 Charisma save.
24
Whatever Bill Cipher is, they feel something in their mind.
TELL ME EVERYTHING. *If they're immune to being charmed, they would get advantage. Sorry, forgot to say that. If they fail again, they have an overwhelming compulsion to tell the GuildMaster everything.*
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Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
"I'm a trillion years old."
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
"I'm gonna disassemble your molecules if I want to, but you might be useful. Also, I'm not actually here. You're asleep, and I'm in the M I N D S C A P E ."
I am the Collective. I have no molecules to disassemble. I once did, but I disassembled myself.
"Have fun. Hey, wanna hear my impression of you in about three seconds? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Bill screams and flails his arms wildly. You wake up and go "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and flail your arms wildly.
*The GuildMaster literally cannot wake up. They're an entity that has transcended time and space.*
*Well they have an experience similar to that*
The green glow dissipates for a moment, before Bill Cipher must make a DC 35 Charisma save.
24
Whatever Bill Cipher is, they feel something in their mind.
TELL ME EVERYTHING. *If they're immune to being charmed, they would get advantage. Sorry, forgot to say that. If they fail again, they have an overwhelming compulsion to tell the GuildMaster everything.*
40 "Heheheh, you want answers? Watch Gravity Falls! That ridiculous human Hirsch was always possessed by me..."
Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
"I'm a trillion years old."
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
"I'm gonna disassemble your molecules if I want to, but you might be useful. Also, I'm not actually here. You're asleep, and I'm in the M I N D S C A P E ."
I am the Collective. I have no molecules to disassemble. I once did, but I disassembled myself.
"Have fun. Hey, wanna hear my impression of you in about three seconds? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Bill screams and flails his arms wildly. You wake up and go "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and flail your arms wildly.
*The GuildMaster literally cannot wake up. They're an entity that has transcended time and space.*
*Well they have an experience similar to that*
The green glow dissipates for a moment, before Bill Cipher must make a DC 35 Charisma save.
24
Whatever Bill Cipher is, they feel something in their mind.
TELL ME EVERYTHING. *If they're immune to being charmed, they would get advantage. Sorry, forgot to say that. If they fail again, they have an overwhelming compulsion to tell the GuildMaster everything.*
36 "Heheheh, you want answers? Watch Gravity Falls! That ridiculous human Hirsch was always possessed by me..."
Gravity Falls was a dumb show. It's fortunate Earth was hit by that comet...
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Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
"I'm a trillion years old."
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
"I'm gonna disassemble your molecules if I want to, but you might be useful. Also, I'm not actually here. You're asleep, and I'm in the M I N D S C A P E ."
I am the Collective. I have no molecules to disassemble. I once did, but I disassembled myself.
"Have fun. Hey, wanna hear my impression of you in about three seconds? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Bill screams and flails his arms wildly. You wake up and go "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and flail your arms wildly.
*The GuildMaster literally cannot wake up. They're an entity that has transcended time and space.*
*Well they have an experience similar to that*
The green glow dissipates for a moment, before Bill Cipher must make a DC 35 Charisma save.
24
Whatever Bill Cipher is, they feel something in their mind.
TELL ME EVERYTHING. *If they're immune to being charmed, they would get advantage. Sorry, forgot to say that. If they fail again, they have an overwhelming compulsion to tell the GuildMaster everything.*
36 "Heheheh, you want answers? Watch Gravity Falls! That ridiculous human Hirsch was always possessed by me..."
Gravity Falls was a dumb show. It's fortunate Earth was hit by that comet...
"I thought I was good in it! Bye now! REALITY IS AN ILLUSION THE UNIVERSE IS A HOLOGRAM BUY GOLD BYE!!!!!!!!!!!" Bill vanishes from this multiverse.
Cractalus appears. "If this is about Cataclysm and Catastrophe, I swear I can explain!!"
"Where are they? They're- they're gone! Does this have something to do with Calamitas?"
"Well, ah, they're siblings, right? So it was the right thing to let them be together!"
The green glow thickens and pulses slightly, and a voice speaks in your mind (Note: not to anyone but Cractalus).
Liiiiiaar... Why do you do this? If you do not tell us, we will find out, but we would prefer not to waste resources...
I'm not scared of you. This cactus is one of my two main forms. My exo-exoskeleton, one might say.
Hmm... so you are not Cractalus?
Cractalus is just a name and form of mine. I have a lot of those. Y'see, I never was the plant god Edabus. This is a different place, and a different time, so here I am... Cractalus flickers, and suddenly, a dapper yellow triangle wearing a top hat and bow tie. "Like this???"
Intriguing. So who are you really?
DC 26 Wis save.
"Well, heh, my real name would evaporate you with an expression of horror and ecstasy on your face. You can call me...
...
...
Bill Cipher."
Bill Cipher? Noted.
"Heh. And don't try to read my mind or you'll end up worse than Fiddleford. Hey, wanna hear the exact time and date of your death?" Bill Cipher is twirling his old-timey cane and floating slightly.
I know when I die. And it's not now. And nothing you can say will blow my mind. You are nothing compared to me.
"On this world, yeah, but we'll meet again. Don't know where, don't know when... but I know we'll meet again, some sunny daaayy..." A piano appears in a burst of blue fire.
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
"I'm a trillion years old."
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
"I'm gonna disassemble your molecules if I want to, but you might be useful. Also, I'm not actually here. You're asleep, and I'm in the M I N D S C A P E ."
I am the Collective. I have no molecules to disassemble. I once did, but I disassembled myself.
"Have fun. Hey, wanna hear my impression of you in about three seconds? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Bill screams and flails his arms wildly. You wake up and go "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and flail your arms wildly.
*The GuildMaster literally cannot wake up. They're an entity that has transcended time and space.*
*Well they have an experience similar to that*
The green glow dissipates for a moment, before Bill Cipher must make a DC 35 Charisma save.
24
Whatever Bill Cipher is, they feel something in their mind.
TELL ME EVERYTHING. *If they're immune to being charmed, they would get advantage. Sorry, forgot to say that. If they fail again, they have an overwhelming compulsion to tell the GuildMaster everything.*
36 "Heheheh, you want answers? Watch Gravity Falls! That ridiculous human Hirsch was always possessed by me..."
Gravity Falls was a dumb show. It's fortunate Earth was hit by that comet...
"I thought I was good in it! Bye now! REALITY IS AN ILLUSION THE UNIVERSE IS A HOLOGRAM BUY GOLD BYE!!!!!!!!!!!" Bill vanishes from this multiverse.
To Yvonne:
"I warned you not to trust minions like that."
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Elendon is still standing there. "Would you like my help again? I have had dealings with rogue deities, so someone like the Bill Cipher shouldn't be too big of a problem."
Elendon is still standing there. "Would you like my help again? I have had dealings with rogue deities, so someone like the Bill Cipher shouldn't be too big of a problem."
"Thank you, Elendon. We may need all the help we can get. I'll find Anahita and get ready for battle, if need be." Yvonne walks deeper into the Mech Bay.
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Elendon is still standing there. "Would you like my help again? I have had dealings with rogue deities, so someone like the Bill Cipher shouldn't be too big of a problem."
"Thank you, Elendon. We may need all the help we can get. I'll find Anahita and get ready for battle, if need be." Yvonne walks deeper into the Mech Bay.
Elendon nods and opens a portal. Four more familiar faces walk through it, and immediately teleport into the 4 Dreadnaught-Class mechs in the bay.
Elendon is still standing there. "Would you like my help again? I have had dealings with rogue deities, so someone like the Bill Cipher shouldn't be too big of a problem."
"Thank you, Elendon. We may need all the help we can get. I'll find Anahita and get ready for battle, if need be." Yvonne walks deeper into the Mech Bay.
Elendon nods and opens a portal. Four more familiar faces walk through it, and immediately teleport into the 4 Dreadnaught-Class mechs in the bay.
"A word of warning. Bill Cipher is more powerful than you think. And likely more insane than Calamitas. Be careful. I need you all alive in the future."
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
No. You are still young. You have not fought the Entities. You have not been split into four parts. You have not been a god in the way I have.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"I'm a trillion years old."
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
As I have said, young. I have been on my world for as long as it existed, which isn't that long, admittedly, but you know, time travel?
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"I'm gonna disassemble your molecules if I want to, but you might be useful. Also, I'm not actually here. You're asleep, and I'm in the M I N D S C A P E ."
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
I am the Collective. I have no molecules to disassemble. I once did, but I disassembled myself.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Have fun. Hey, wanna hear my impression of you in about three seconds? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Bill screams and flails his arms wildly. You wake up and go "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" and flail your arms wildly.
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
*The GuildMaster literally cannot wake up. They're an entity that has transcended time and space.*
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
*Well they have an experience similar to that*
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
The green glow dissipates for a moment, before Bill Cipher must make a DC 35 Charisma save.
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
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I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
Whatever Bill Cipher is, they feel something in their mind.
TELL ME EVERYTHING. *If they're immune to being charmed, they would get advantage. Sorry, forgot to say that. If they fail again, they have an overwhelming compulsion to tell the GuildMaster everything.*
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
40 "Heheheh, you want answers? Watch Gravity Falls! That ridiculous human Hirsch was always possessed by me..."
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
Gravity Falls was a dumb show. It's fortunate Earth was hit by that comet...
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"I thought I was good in it! Bye now! REALITY IS AN ILLUSION THE UNIVERSE IS A HOLOGRAM BUY GOLD BYE!!!!!!!!!!!" Bill vanishes from this multiverse.
I am an Arachpriest, Cat Cultist, Sauce Monk, Angel of Death, and First Spinjitzu Master.
I play Thirteen the necromancer elf, Timber the tabaxi child, and more at the tavern. Hope you like yams!
Oh yeah, don't forget to be kind and loving and stuff. Not on during weekends.
To Yvonne:
"I warned you not to trust minions like that."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"We need to head to the Brimstone Tavern. He might be targeting Calamitas, and we need to stop him from doing.... whatever he's planning."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Elendon is still standing there. "Would you like my help again? I have had dealings with rogue deities, so someone like the Bill Cipher shouldn't be too big of a problem."
"Thank you, Elendon. We may need all the help we can get. I'll find Anahita and get ready for battle, if need be." Yvonne walks deeper into the Mech Bay.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Elendon nods and opens a portal. Four more familiar faces walk through it, and immediately teleport into the 4 Dreadnaught-Class mechs in the bay.
"A word of warning. Bill Cipher is more powerful than you think. And likely more insane than Calamitas. Be careful. I need you all alive in the future."
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.