“Ah so it is rare. I like it, possibly someone will recreate such a species.”
“Hopefully. I’m sad to say that I’m quite addicted to the poisonous, for mortals, taste.”
*put in same post the interaction with Darkest Dungeon*
The shadow walkers halt, leering over the corrupted. “Is this new life needed?” They all say in unison, as the dragons leer from even higher.
“Hmm, well maybe I could help with that, or possibly it will just give you a new addiction.”
The shadow walkers know the name of the noble as the Ancester, and he clasps his hands together “New life is always needed. This is pure bliss.”
“Ah. And what’s the problem with that?”
“Bliss for you, or bliss for the corrupted souls?”
“Well some people find it a bit, different. Here.” He hands him a glass of wine different from every other he has.
“Yes.” He says a grin spreading across his evil face.
He takes it with one hand, takes off the cork with another, and uses a third to lift up the mask, revealing the writhing mass of bugs underneath, taking a sniff of the new wine.
“We ask” “Them” The dragons exhale a purple gas that fill the area. If what the Darkest Dungeon does is expel the soul, ghostly apparitions of the corrupted fill the area, with their consciousness. If the soul remains in the body, for a second, just for a second, they are allowed to speak their truth.
The wine smells like nothing they have ever even imagined, a smell like that of hell, but somehow different from that. A name unfamiliar to them but some known at the same time fills there mind ‘Dracula’.
Somehow they can see both occur within the purple gas, ghostly apparitions as well as their true forms, and what they hear is a chorus of shattered minds and endless madness, seemingly caused by the true sight of the Darkest Dungeon.
“Do I detect a hint of undeath?”
“Release their souls, and you may have the bodies. You have no need for them.”
“Ah, it seems you have a nose for wine as good as mine.”
“If you say so I suppose the Darkest Dungeon can.” The souls are suddenly released l, flying free.
“More like a thousand.” A light mad chuckle escapes them.
The souls develop wings or horns, an even split, as they gather surrounding, nearly invisible, dead cells they dropped over their life. Once the transformation is done, the souls have nearly complete bodies, the parts they miss replaced by spectral energy. “This is” “Unneeded death” “So we give” “Them a second” “Life” “You cannot” “Harm”
“Well it is a good wine.” He says conjuring his own and taking a sip.
The Ancestor shrugs “There are others. Their bodies will be fitting for the Darkest Dungeon.” The souls of the newly revived are still scarred by the madness of the Darkest Dungeon, all though they are still somewhat fine.
Mushisama too takes a sip, though it is much longer as the wine doesn’t have to go to one mouth, but multiple.
Others like the soul walk out of the dense fog and guide them to a safer area. The dragons wait for them all to be away. “Leave” “There are no” “More souls” “For you”
The thorns of the crown dig into Foréir’s skull once again, more painful this Time, lasting longer.
a bearer, then, has been decided… but the cost was great, was it not? Such is the nature of slaughter…
Foréir gains an extra 1,000 power points every day, coming from the Crown’s own power.
“To rule, one must be willing to make sacrifices. That is simply the way it is.”
Indeed… I do hope the power that I give you shall suffice. We have much to do. But First and foremost, what do you wish to accomplish?
“A perfect world. Where everyone is equal and free. No pain or sadness. A world where everyone will be able to live a full life without fear of being cut short.”
I see… and how do you wish to accomplish that?
“Two possibilities. 1. I teach the leaders of this world how to create a perfect society, or I take control of theirs lands, forcefully changing their ways.”
Some of the leaders of this world are… quite stubborn, in my opinion, so the secondary might be a good option if you must.
“Ah so it is rare. I like it, possibly someone will recreate such a species.”
“Hopefully. I’m sad to say that I’m quite addicted to the poisonous, for mortals, taste.”
*put in same post the interaction with Darkest Dungeon*
The shadow walkers halt, leering over the corrupted. “Is this new life needed?” They all say in unison, as the dragons leer from even higher.
“Hmm, well maybe I could help with that, or possibly it will just give you a new addiction.”
The shadow walkers know the name of the noble as the Ancester, and he clasps his hands together “New life is always needed. This is pure bliss.”
“Ah. And what’s the problem with that?”
“Bliss for you, or bliss for the corrupted souls?”
“Well some people find it a bit, different. Here.” He hands him a glass of wine different from every other he has.
“Yes.” He says a grin spreading across his evil face.
He takes it with one hand, takes off the cork with another, and uses a third to lift up the mask, revealing the writhing mass of bugs underneath, taking a sniff of the new wine.
“We ask” “Them” The dragons exhale a purple gas that fill the area. If what the Darkest Dungeon does is expel the soul, ghostly apparitions of the corrupted fill the area, with their consciousness. If the soul remains in the body, for a second, just for a second, they are allowed to speak their truth.
The wine smells like nothing they have ever even imagined, a smell like that of hell, but somehow different from that. A name unfamiliar to them but some known at the same time fills there mind ‘Dracula’.
Somehow they can see both occur within the purple gas, ghostly apparitions as well as their true forms, and what they hear is a chorus of shattered minds and endless madness, seemingly caused by the true sight of the Darkest Dungeon.
“Do I detect a hint of undeath?”
“Release their souls, and you may have the bodies. You have no need for them.”
“Ah, it seems you have a nose for wine as good as mine.”
“If you say so I suppose the Darkest Dungeon can.” The souls are suddenly released l, flying free.
“More like a thousand.” A light mad chuckle escapes them.
The souls develop wings or horns, an even split, as they gather surrounding, nearly invisible, dead cells they dropped over their life. Once the transformation is done, the souls have nearly complete bodies, the parts they miss replaced by spectral energy. “This is” “Unneeded death” “So we give” “Them a second” “Life” “You cannot” “Harm”
“Well it is a good wine.” He says conjuring his own and taking a sip.
The Ancestor shrugs “There are others. Their bodies will be fitting for the Darkest Dungeon.” The souls of the newly revived are still scarred by the madness of the Darkest Dungeon, all though they are still somewhat fine.
Mushisama too takes a sip, though it is much longer as the wine doesn’t have to go to one mouth, but multiple.
Others like the soul walk out of the dense fog and guide them to a safer area. The dragons wait for them all to be away. “Leave” “There are no” “More souls” “For you”
The wine melts on their tongues, the taste of the vampiric curse infused into the wine, it is somehow incredible.
“No more souls here, but there are others for the harvest. So many souls for the harvest.” The flesh creatures walk away, into a manor that wasn’t there a second ago.
*How do you imagine your wills sound.? For me, Mushisama always sounds sarcastic, with the humming of their insect body always present. The Twin Flames, one voice is wafty and quiet, while the other is loud and authoritative.*
*Savut's voice is low and threatening, and I've always just imagined her sounding identical to Roodaka from the Bionicle movies. Balatro sounds kinda high-pitched and his voice would necessarily be a bit annoying. The UNKNOWABLE speaks with a hoarse, ragged, otherworldly rasp that somehow still sounds rather fluid.*
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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.
Korzirak is exploring the surface below in its massive Kaiju form, though it seems to cause no destruction or disturbance to the ground it walks on. Even from a great distance, the people from the City of Order can see the creature walking and exploring, though it doesn't seem to be approaching the City.
Zeon and Talric are still helping the rats.
Enki and Aalto are exploring.
Criminals as still going missing, particularly those not connected to any will.
The rats are currently burning the soul, and the effect of the smoke is starting to spread around, the rats being quite crazy and hyper, almost as if they were dancing. Some of them eat leftover fruit.
Talric is enjoying the craziness. Zeon this time around does better to stay a bit away from the activities so as not to be affected as badly and to still be able to protect them all. He has grown a fondness for the little guys and want to make sure they success, so he takes their safety very seriously.
*How do you imagine your wills sound.? For me, Mushisama always sounds sarcastic, with the humming of their insect body always present. The Twin Flames, one voice is wafty and quiet, while the other is loud and authoritative.*
*Savut's voice is low and threatening, and I've always just imagined her sounding identical to Roodaka from the Bionicle movies. Balatro sounds kinda high-pitched and his voice would necessarily be a bit annoying. The UNKNOWABLE speaks with a hoarse, ragged, otherworldly rasp that somehow still sounds rather fluid.*
*I DID NOT EXPECT A BIONICLE REFERENCE! You are incredible Jobah. I love you so much.*
The thorns of the crown dig into Foréir’s skull once again, more painful this Time, lasting longer.
a bearer, then, has been decided… but the cost was great, was it not? Such is the nature of slaughter…
Foréir gains an extra 1,000 power points every day, coming from the Crown’s own power.
“To rule, one must be willing to make sacrifices. That is simply the way it is.”
Indeed… I do hope the power that I give you shall suffice. We have much to do. But First and foremost, what do you wish to accomplish?
“A perfect world. Where everyone is equal and free. No pain or sadness. A world where everyone will be able to live a full life without fear of being cut short.”
I see… and how do you wish to accomplish that?
“Two possibilities. 1. I teach the leaders of this world how to create a perfect society, or I take control of theirs lands, forcefully changing their ways.”
Some of the leaders of this world are… quite stubborn, in my opinion, so the secondary might be a good option if you must.
“So be it. Though after this battle, I’ll need time to recover.” He gestures towards his missing arm
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
The thorns of the crown dig into Foréir’s skull once again, more painful this Time, lasting longer.
a bearer, then, has been decided… but the cost was great, was it not? Such is the nature of slaughter…
Foréir gains an extra 1,000 power points every day, coming from the Crown’s own power.
“To rule, one must be willing to make sacrifices. That is simply the way it is.”
Indeed… I do hope the power that I give you shall suffice. We have much to do. But First and foremost, what do you wish to accomplish?
“A perfect world. Where everyone is equal and free. No pain or sadness. A world where everyone will be able to live a full life without fear of being cut short.”
I see… and how do you wish to accomplish that?
“Two possibilities. 1. I teach the leaders of this world how to create a perfect society, or I take control of theirs lands, forcefully changing their ways.”
Some of the leaders of this world are… quite stubborn, in my opinion, so the secondary might be a good option if you must.
“So be it. Though after this battle, I’ll need time to recover.” He gestures towards his missing arm
They raise the glass high. “HAHA! Quite delicious my young friend. You simply must tell me the recipe. Extinction is only temporary, as you know.” Another, slightly madder, chuckle.
The Twin Flames, their summoned creatures, and the Risen watch until they are sure they are sure they are safe, for now, before leaving and vanishing into the slowly dissipating smoke.
The thorns of the crown dig into Foréir’s skull once again, more painful this Time, lasting longer.
a bearer, then, has been decided… but the cost was great, was it not? Such is the nature of slaughter…
Foréir gains an extra 1,000 power points every day, coming from the Crown’s own power.
“To rule, one must be willing to make sacrifices. That is simply the way it is.”
Indeed… I do hope the power that I give you shall suffice. We have much to do. But First and foremost, what do you wish to accomplish?
“A perfect world. Where everyone is equal and free. No pain or sadness. A world where everyone will be able to live a full life without fear of being cut short.”
I see… and how do you wish to accomplish that?
“Two possibilities. 1. I teach the leaders of this world how to create a perfect society, or I take control of theirs lands, forcefully changing their ways.”
Some of the leaders of this world are… quite stubborn, in my opinion, so the secondary might be a good option if you must.
“So be it. Though after this battle, I’ll need time to recover.” He gestures towards his missing arm
Indeed… rest. Do you think it will regenerate?
“Unlikely. Even godly flesh has a limit. And the moment I began to understand it’s weakness…it disgusted me.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
They raise the glass high. “HAHA! Quite delicious my young friend. You simply must tell me the recipe. Extinction is only temporary, as you know.” Another, slightly madder, chuckle.
The Twin Flames, their summoned creatures, and the Risen watch until they are sure they are sure they are safe, for now, before leaving and vanishing into the slowly dissipating smoke.
“Oh but of course. It took quite a long time to perfect the recipe. It takes a lot to get it how it is now.” He chuckles softly “I would love to show you myself but not right now, I still have to defend this place while he isn’t here.”
The Ancestor smiles as they leave, the last things the Twin Flames see is his face shift to that of a disgusting flesh monster’s.
*How do you imagine your wills sound.? For me, Mushisama always sounds sarcastic, with the humming of their insect body always present. The Twin Flames, one voice is wafty and quiet, while the other is loud and authoritative.*
*Savut's voice is low and threatening, and I've always just imagined her sounding identical to Roodaka from the Bionicle movies. Balatro sounds kinda high-pitched and his voice would necessarily be a bit annoying. The UNKNOWABLE speaks with a hoarse, ragged, otherworldly rasp that somehow still sounds rather fluid.*
*I DID NOT EXPECT A BIONICLE REFERENCE! You are incredible Jobah. I love you so much.*
*I'm still mad they never made any Toa Inika or Mahri movies tho, Matoro deserved recognition for his sacrifice*
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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.
*How do you imagine your wills sound.? For me, Mushisama always sounds sarcastic, with the humming of their insect body always present. The Twin Flames, one voice is wafty and quiet, while the other is loud and authoritative.*
*Savut's voice is low and threatening, and I've always just imagined her sounding identical to Roodaka from the Bionicle movies. Balatro sounds kinda high-pitched and his voice would necessarily be a bit annoying. The UNKNOWABLE speaks with a hoarse, ragged, otherworldly rasp that somehow still sounds rather fluid.*
*I DID NOT EXPECT A BIONICLE REFERENCE! You are incredible Jobah. I love you so much.*
*I'm still mad they never made any Toa Inika or Mahri movies tho, Matoro deserved recognition for his sacrifice*
*I hate that some people can’t accept that Bionicles were the better legos. They deserved so much more than what they got.*
well then. you are a god of the forge, correct? Will you build a new one?
“Indeed. It does seem like a good time for a…what do humans call it? When you change your appearance and what you wear?”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*How do you imagine your wills sound.? For me, Mushisama always sounds sarcastic, with the humming of their insect body always present. The Twin Flames, one voice is wafty and quiet, while the other is loud and authoritative.*
*the storm lord would have a handful of voices: the booming of thunder, the crackling of lightning, the pattering of rain, the rumbling of an earthquake, the crashing of waves, and the whooshing of wind*
*tempors voice is dry and raspy*
*okhmus doesnt have a voice, but his howl telepathically communicates through primal instincts.*
Mushisama too takes a sip, though it is much longer as the wine doesn’t have to go to one mouth, but multiple.
Others like the soul walk out of the dense fog and guide them to a safer area. The dragons wait for them all to be away. “Leave” “There are no” “More souls” “For you”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Some of the leaders of this world are… quite stubborn, in my opinion, so the secondary might be a good option if you must.
The wine melts on their tongues, the taste of the vampiric curse infused into the wine, it is somehow incredible.
“No more souls here, but there are others for the harvest. So many souls for the harvest.” The flesh creatures walk away, into a manor that wasn’t there a second ago.
*Peace was just a product with a focus test of billions, the test was unsuccessful so we altered its description.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Savut's voice is low and threatening, and I've always just imagined her sounding identical to Roodaka from the Bionicle movies. Balatro sounds kinda high-pitched and his voice would necessarily be a bit annoying. The UNKNOWABLE speaks with a hoarse, ragged, otherworldly rasp that somehow still sounds rather fluid.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Talric is enjoying the craziness. Zeon this time around does better to stay a bit away from the activities so as not to be affected as badly and to still be able to protect them all. He has grown a fondness for the little guys and want to make sure they success, so he takes their safety very seriously.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
*I DID NOT EXPECT A BIONICLE REFERENCE! You are incredible Jobah. I love you so much.*
“So be it. Though after this battle, I’ll need time to recover.” He gestures towards his missing arm
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Indeed… rest. Do you think it will regenerate?
*cut with demonslayer*
They raise the glass high. “HAHA! Quite delicious my young friend. You simply must tell me the recipe. Extinction is only temporary, as you know.” Another, slightly madder, chuckle.
The Twin Flames, their summoned creatures, and the Risen watch until they are sure they are sure they are safe, for now, before leaving and vanishing into the slowly dissipating smoke.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"i know. you want to unite them against you."
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
“Unlikely. Even godly flesh has a limit. And the moment I began to understand it’s weakness…it disgusted me.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“Oh but of course. It took quite a long time to perfect the recipe. It takes a lot to get it how it is now.” He chuckles softly “I would love to show you myself but not right now, I still have to defend this place while he isn’t here.”
The Ancestor smiles as they leave, the last things the Twin Flames see is his face shift to that of a disgusting flesh monster’s.
“Yes. I hope it works, because my life will be the cost of this war.”
*I'm still mad they never made any Toa Inika or Mahri movies tho, Matoro deserved recognition for his sacrifice*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*cut with Himy*
well then. you are a god of the forge, correct? Will you build a new one?
*I hate that some people can’t accept that Bionicles were the better legos. They deserved so much more than what they got.*
Savut is nervously awaiting Cogin's return.
Balatro is trying to glean further information from the sword, unsure once again of whether or not he should stay or go.
The UNKNOWABLE is waiting for Yadathiel at the Navel Temple.
Rulundra has left the Prometheus facility and is heading back to the City of Peace, bored.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Indeed. It does seem like a good time for a…what do humans call it? When you change your appearance and what you wear?”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*the storm lord would have a handful of voices: the booming of thunder, the crackling of lightning, the pattering of rain, the rumbling of an earthquake, the crashing of waves, and the whooshing of wind*
*tempors voice is dry and raspy*
*okhmus doesnt have a voice, but his howl telepathically communicates through primal instincts.*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye