there is a crunching of leaves, and out of the darkness of the woods steps a....man. he is a little stange looking, and as you look longer, the strangeness only increases. "Howdy" he says, his accent almost musical. "Don't suppose ah can come in?"
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*I have those, and maybe an ear to lend. You okay?*
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Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
A signal is coming from the woods. When it hits radios, it seems to just be garbage noise with a very mild hypnotic effect. When it hits scrying tools (such as crystal balls), however, what happens is they get an image of a kitchen with mild distortion, a lanky construct with a cubic head, antenna, and humanoid clothing explaining how to cook and how magic factors into each component, explaining the magic itself with fun and interesting props and demonstrations.
At appropriate points, the sensor cuts to the construct going out and exploring a nightmarish carnival, talking to (visibly uncomfortable) experts, performing skits, and gathering fresh ingredients related to the dish they are making. They seem to be very interested in "nature," taking the time to pull the sensor over to watch fights go down, sometimes even getting involved.
By the time the signal calms down, about 20-something minutes after the show began, they have made some decadent meal and completed a story arc that had been used as a framing device. It often ends with the construct getting attacked by dagger-toothed clowns or children with masks. Afterwards, it just shows a word in white on a black background: Loddie.
Someone is in the forest observing the robot. Cloaked in shadow, Elijah is writing notes on the show. He decides it for the best he doesn’t get close, but he lets Collin go ahead and check things out. A puddle of Liquid Metal appears in front of the construct, rippling like waves.
The show isn't live. When they go to investigate, they discover what looks like the mangled body of the cook from the show, leaning against a tree with a meat cleaver in their shoulder. His limbs lie scattered about, except for one damaged arm which is still connected. In place of any sort of blood, black, shiny tape is scattered around everywhere, and in the setting sun it's possible to see tiny images, like impossibly small and detailed paintings of the show, one after the other with only slight alterations between them, like the arm being slightly lower. Their antennas are bent, and one is snapped off halfway. Their screen is cracked, showing a black-and-white "Please Stand By" sign with a jester's mask and strange patterns.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Damian is working in his garden, humming to himself as he adds a few plants to hang out with the rest of their new family.
Ambrosia is reading up on the library alone. She is wearing a thin black dress, an empty glass of wine sitting at the table in front of her.
Marie is still preparing for her wedding, currently looking at the place she decided for a venue, the broken down church she found Jax in.
"you're not watering Larry enough." Sam says from nearby, approaching and crunching into an apple
In her head rings out a high-pitched ringing. It seems to echo off the walls.
Lilac is scouting the location with her, sniffing around
He turns to them with a smile, grabbing his watering can “Thank you for telling me.” He begins to water Larry “I assume you aren’t here to kill me?”
She puts down her book, closing it. Her eyes slit as she looks around for what may be there, she begins searching.
The church is mostly just abandoned, some of the walls broken down and reclaimed by nature, but under the moon it looks nothing but beautiful.
"Roots would have pierced your heart by now." they say with a smile. "Besides, you're my sisters husband, that'd be a no-no to kill you."
It rings out again, slightly painful.
"And you're sure this is safe?"
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*I've had a bad day. Accidentally burnt my hand, my laptop screen broke, I tripped going the stairs, had to pay fifty dollars to get my computer looked at only for them to tell me it would cost seven times to amount to fix it, got honked at while driving home, and now I have a stomach ache.*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Suddenly, without warning, it cuts to what we would call a Public Service Announcement. It's the cook, torn apart and lying against a tree. Text on the orb reads S A V E T H E M.
Then it cuts back to the cooking show, but everything is covered in blood, and the cook is staring directly at the sensor, their screen black.
*Yeah*
They try to recall if they remember any place like that
*GTG*
There are woods outside the town, but beyond that it doesn't look like anywhere special.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I've had a bad day. Accidentally burnt my hand, my laptop screen broke, I tripped going the stairs, had to pay fifty dollars to get my computer looked at only for them to tell me it would cost seven times to amount to fix it, got honked at while driving home, and now I have a stomach ache.*
(how can I help out?)
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind Turning the pages of my life Walking the path so many paced a million times Drown out the voices in the air Leaving the ones that never cared Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
*I've had a bad day. Accidentally burnt my hand, my laptop screen broke, I tripped going the stairs, had to pay fifty dollars to get my computer looked at only for them to tell me it would cost seven times to amount to fix it, got honked at while driving home, and now I have a stomach ache.*
(how can I help out?)
*Nothing you can do.*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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*I've heard it is*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*I need a hug.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Of course (huggles)*
*Thank you.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I have those, and maybe an ear to lend. You okay?*
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*A Lawrence!*
*(Huggles)*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(how are you doing)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
He turns to them with a smile, grabbing his watering can “Thank you for telling me.” He begins to water Larry “I assume you aren’t here to kill me?”
She puts down her book, closing it. Her eyes slit as she looks around for what may be there, she begins searching.
The church is mostly just abandoned, some of the walls broken down and reclaimed by nature, but under the moon it looks nothing but beautiful.
He hugs back "How are ya doin'?:
"Hello!"
"Us. Married." She smiles and opens her arms for a hug
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*You deserve all the love you can get.*
The show isn't live. When they go to investigate, they discover what looks like the mangled body of the cook from the show, leaning against a tree with a meat cleaver in their shoulder. His limbs lie scattered about, except for one damaged arm which is still connected. In place of any sort of blood, black, shiny tape is scattered around everywhere, and in the setting sun it's possible to see tiny images, like impossibly small and detailed paintings of the show, one after the other with only slight alterations between them, like the arm being slightly lower. Their antennas are bent, and one is snapped off halfway. Their screen is cracked, showing a black-and-white "Please Stand By" sign with a jester's mask and strange patterns.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Thank you.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“I’m doing good, why were you looking for me?”
“How’re ya doin’?”
He falls into her arms, giving her a passionate embrace “It’s a miracle isn’t it?”
"Roots would have pierced your heart by now." they say with a smile. "Besides, you're my sisters husband, that'd be a no-no to kill you."
It rings out again, slightly painful.
"And you're sure this is safe?"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*I've had a bad day. Accidentally burnt my hand, my laptop screen broke, I tripped going the stairs, had to pay fifty dollars to get my computer looked at only for them to tell me it would cost seven times to amount to fix it, got honked at while driving home, and now I have a stomach ache.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Mn*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
There are woods outside the town, but beyond that it doesn't look like anywhere special.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
(how can I help out?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
Looking in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the pieces up and building to the sky
*I'm sorry you had a bad day. Is there anything I can do for you?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Nothing you can do.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]