*Okie dokie. I know not to start fights I can't win. Besides, I don't wanna upset you.*
In the woods, a massive beast made of sheared flesh and eyes and mouths lies on the ground. It has puny little wings that try to flutter but can't seem to get the obese monster off the ground. It grumbled and rolls around, rolling over trees and such.
The Egregore watches from a nearby knocked-over tree.
It grunts and decides that's enough for today and flops down, just a semi-solid puddle of flesh with eyes and mouths. It uses its puny arms that stick out at odd ends to grab grass and other items for no reason like a small child who is frustrated.
The Egregore walks over and attempts to pet it.
It makes a squeak noise and visibly tries to move it's head insides it's own body to get away from the hand. It moves it body in a weird way, swaying back and forth.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Okie dokie. I know not to start fights I can't win. Besides, I don't wanna upset you.*
In the woods, a massive beast made of sheared flesh and eyes and mouths lies on the ground. It has puny little wings that try to flutter but can't seem to get the obese monster off the ground. It grumbled and rolls around, rolling over trees and such.
The Egregore watches from a nearby knocked-over tree.
It grunts and decides that's enough for today and flops down, just a semi-solid puddle of flesh with eyes and mouths. It uses its puny arms that stick out at odd ends to grab grass and other items for no reason like a small child who is frustrated.
The Egregore walks over and attempts to pet it.
It makes a squeak noise and visibly tries to move it's head insides it's own body to get away from the hand. It moves it body in a weird way, swaying back and forth.
He takes a step back. "What are you?"
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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.
*Okie dokie. I know not to start fights I can't win. Besides, I don't wanna upset you.*
In the woods, a massive beast made of sheared flesh and eyes and mouths lies on the ground. It has puny little wings that try to flutter but can't seem to get the obese monster off the ground. It grumbled and rolls around, rolling over trees and such.
The Egregore watches from a nearby knocked-over tree.
It grunts and decides that's enough for today and flops down, just a semi-solid puddle of flesh with eyes and mouths. It uses its puny arms that stick out at odd ends to grab grass and other items for no reason like a small child who is frustrated.
The Egregore walks over and attempts to pet it.
It makes a squeak noise and visibly tries to move it's head insides it's own body to get away from the hand. It moves it body in a weird way, swaying back and forth.
He takes a step back. "What are you?"
The flesh on its side begins to shift and fold to make a very poor version of Egregore's face. It mimics his voice in a nasty tone "What are you?" It says and then makes a noise like a giggle.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The flesh on its side begins to shift and fold to make a very poor version of Egregore's face. It mimics his voice in a nasty tone "What are you?" It says and then makes a noise like a giggle.
He sighs. "If you're going to be mean, I'm not gonna talk to you."
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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.
The flesh on its side begins to shift and fold to make a very poor version of Egregore's face. It mimics his voice in a nasty tone "What are you?" It says and then makes a noise like a giggle.
He sighs. "If you're going to be mean, I'm not gonna talk to you."
It then makes a whimper noise and rolls a little closer to him. It makes another noise again to a whimper and waves a rather lanky arm about on its grotesque back.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The flesh on its side begins to shift and fold to make a very poor version of Egregore's face. It mimics his voice in a nasty tone "What are you?" It says and then makes a noise like a giggle.
He sighs. "If you're going to be mean, I'm not gonna talk to you."
It then makes a whimper noise and rolls a little closer to him. It makes another noise again to a whimper and waves a rather lanky arm about on its grotesque back.
"Do you need some help? Are you hungry or something?"
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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.
The flesh on its side begins to shift and fold to make a very poor version of Egregore's face. It mimics his voice in a nasty tone "What are you?" It says and then makes a noise like a giggle.
He sighs. "If you're going to be mean, I'm not gonna talk to you."
It then makes a whimper noise and rolls a little closer to him. It makes another noise again to a whimper and waves a rather lanky arm about on its grotesque back.
"Do you need some help? Are you hungry or something?"
It nods it head violently as one of its mouths gnashed in hunger.
(This... Thing, is akin to a mimic. It can adhere or transform into anything or anybody if it decides to stop being lazy for once.)
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
It then makes a whimper noise and rolls a little closer to him. It makes another noise again to a whimper and waves a rather lanky arm about on its grotesque back.
"Do you need some help? Are you hungry or something?"
It nods it head violently as one of its mouths gnashed in hunger.
(This... Thing, is akin to a mimic. It can adhere or transform into anything or anybody if it decides to stop being lazy for once.)
The Egregore reaches into his top hat and pulls out a deep-fried turkey. He holds it out to the creature's gnashing mouth.
It then makes a whimper noise and rolls a little closer to him. It makes another noise again to a whimper and waves a rather lanky arm about on its grotesque back.
"Do you need some help? Are you hungry or something?"
It nods it head violently as one of its mouths gnashed in hunger.
(This... Thing, is akin to a mimic. It can adhere or transform into anything or anybody if it decides to stop being lazy for once.)
The Egregore reaches into his top hat and pulls out a deep-fried turkey. He holds it out to the creature's gnashing mouth.
*I love it*
It sniffs it and eats it happily, kinda like a wolf tearing apart a kill. It looks back up at him expectantly. "Yaaaay" it vocal cords emit and the hands clap.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The Egregore reaches into his top hat and pulls out a deep-fried turkey. He holds it out to the creature's gnashing mouth.
*I love it*
It sniffs it and eats it happily, kinda like a wolf tearing apart a kill. It looks back up at him expectantly. "Yaaaay" it vocal cords emit and the hands clap.
"You remind me of Grandfather Samsa." He pours some red licorice (legally distinct from Twizzlers) out of his hat and onto the ground next to the mimic.
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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.
The Egregore reaches into his top hat and pulls out a deep-fried turkey. He holds it out to the creature's gnashing mouth.
*I love it*
It sniffs it and eats it happily, kinda like a wolf tearing apart a kill. It looks back up at him expectantly. "Yaaaay" it vocal cords emit and the hands clap.
"You remind me of Grandfather Samsa." He pours some red licorice (legally distinct from Twizzlers) out of his hat and onto the ground next to the mimic.
It giggles again and shovels it into its mouths. It makes a content noise and looks up at him before looking like it's concentrating hard. Its skin turns from a mass pancake of skin to an exact copy of Egregore.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
There's a light clunk as a mug is set down beside them, a young man in a jacket having sat down beside the wanderer. They're an odd looking sort, a slight hum and whir of gears seeming to always be around them, and one of their eyes is missing, replaced by something more mechanical. They look over at the wanderer, having a lively smile for a moment, "Hello there Newcomer"
They nod and tilt there head, "That's a nice eye you have there Mister." they say, smiling back revealing a white row of shark-like teeth.
"Thanks, made it myself." He grins
"Really? What's it made of, and can you take it out or is it grafted to your nervous system?"
"Mostly waxed copper, glass, and a bit of magic crystal." He says, popping the eye out of his socket, "I can still see through it when it's out, but it gets fuzzy at distances."
The Egregore reaches into his top hat and pulls out a deep-fried turkey. He holds it out to the creature's gnashing mouth.
*I love it*
It sniffs it and eats it happily, kinda like a wolf tearing apart a kill. It looks back up at him expectantly. "Yaaaay" it vocal cords emit and the hands clap.
"You remind me of Grandfather Samsa." He pours some red licorice (legally distinct from Twizzlers) out of his hat and onto the ground next to the mimic.
It giggles again and shovels it into its mouths. It makes a content noise and looks up at him before looking like it's concentrating hard. Its skin turns from a mass pancake of skin to an exact copy of Egregore.
"Impressive."
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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.
"Mostly waxed copper, glass, and a bit of magic crystal." He says, popping the eye out of his socket, "I can still see through it when it's out, but it gets fuzzy at distances."
"May I?" The stranger extends a hand gesturing for the eye
Droidbait is talking to some other clone troopers at a command post
-open slot for now-
*whoa driodbat sounds so cool, who are they*
*Coruscant guard heavy clone trooper*
*That's dope*
Zen is watching the command post from a little way off, drinking black coffee as he curiously observes any goings on.
*Thanks :) *
There is a small explosion. After a few moments some clone troopers come out from the woods, gravely injured. After a few more moments more Battle Droids come out of the woods and start firing at the troopers who fire back.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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It makes a squeak noise and visibly tries to move it's head insides it's own body to get away from the hand. It moves it body in a weird way, swaying back and forth.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He takes a step back. "What are you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The flesh on its side begins to shift and fold to make a very poor version of Egregore's face. It mimics his voice in a nasty tone "What are you?" It says and then makes a noise like a giggle.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He sighs. "If you're going to be mean, I'm not gonna talk to you."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It then makes a whimper noise and rolls a little closer to him. It makes another noise again to a whimper and waves a rather lanky arm about on its grotesque back.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Do you need some help? Are you hungry or something?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It nods it head violently as one of its mouths gnashed in hunger.
(This... Thing, is akin to a mimic. It can adhere or transform into anything or anybody if it decides to stop being lazy for once.)
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The Egregore reaches into his top hat and pulls out a deep-fried turkey. He holds it out to the creature's gnashing mouth.
*I love it*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It sniffs it and eats it happily, kinda like a wolf tearing apart a kill. It looks back up at him expectantly. "Yaaaay" it vocal cords emit and the hands clap.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"You remind me of Grandfather Samsa." He pours some red licorice (legally distinct from Twizzlers) out of his hat and onto the ground next to the mimic.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It giggles again and shovels it into its mouths. It makes a content noise and looks up at him before looking like it's concentrating hard. Its skin turns from a mass pancake of skin to an exact copy of Egregore.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Mostly waxed copper, glass, and a bit of magic crystal." He says, popping the eye out of his socket, "I can still see through it when it's out, but it gets fuzzy at distances."
*hhiiii, anyone on atm?*
"Impressive."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"May I?" The stranger extends a hand gesturing for the eye
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Theren is half-heartedly playing his guitar
Droidbait is talking to some other clone troopers at a command post
-open slot for now-
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*whoa driodbait sounds so cool, who are they*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Coruscant guard heavy clone trooper*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*That's dope*
Zen is watching the command post from a little way off, drinking black coffee as he curiously observes any goings on.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Thanks :) *
There is a small explosion. After a few moments some clone troopers come out from the woods, gravely injured. After a few more moments more Battle Droids come out of the woods and start firing at the troopers who fire back.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.