Sarah, feeling a strong sense of unease, heads down from their temple to investigate, looking for anything out of the ordinary.
She finds a Happy Chaos leaning against a wall, and all of her non empowered servants missing. When he sees Sarah he grins "How goes it sweets? Still as cold as ever?"
They mutter something under their breath in exasperation, and then summon Nadir. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh I'm just doing what I have to, honey. It isn't anything personal." He kicks of the wall and twirls his revolver on one finger.
A loosely-packed snowball collides with the revolver and flings it a short distance away, where it sits on the ground.
"And that is?"
"Well that was rude." He sighs and shakes his head "Just informing you that all your servents and acolyote are... doing me a favor lets call it. They will be attacking the city of order for me. Well unless you free them that is, by destroying their souls possibly."
Sarah is silent, death-glaring at HC as the temperature plummets to a level that would be lethal if HC wasn't a god. They move closer to the chaos deity, leaning right into their face with seething yet eerily quiet anger.
"Do you have any idea... what you have just done? How grave a mistake you have made? Have you no foresight?"
He leans in too, kissing her on the nose before leaning back with a wide grin "I understand what I've done, and I know I could have chosen to do something else instead. I care about those mortals, even though I don't care for wills. They will be fine in the end, after I die they will go back to normal, and I will die." At the end his voice fills with a complete and unshaking resolve.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Korzirak decides to follow after the tracks. *I just want to state that Korzirak is basically the size of Godzilla only his size causes no harm to the environment. So he will be VERY obvious to anything within the vicinity.*
*Yeah, I'm going to roleplay with him for a bit (which will also let him get to 4th level before he assimilates) before he makes a decision so he can meet different wills and mortals. Figured that would be fair. To add, it doesn't matter how benevolent or malevolent the will is, he is just a sweet little moth guy that will bake you cookies, give you pep talks, and engage in some genocidal bonding with his best friend at anytime day or night. He will be loyal to a fault, so long as the Will in question treats him like a friend too. That is the only stipulation.*
They eventually arrive at what seems to be a regular manor, in which the tracks stop. *The Nameless King is roughly, slightly less than Godzilla sized so, seeing them interact will be fun.*
*Thats fair enough, I can wait before you make your choice.*
Korzirak looks at the manor inquisitively, but also defensively.
*I will says, it would be rather interesting to see how people like Happy and Cog react to something like Rendy and Anthony, considering their histories. Happy frustrated that a mortal is using a Will's power and Cog because of his PTSD with the Cult of Normalcy. XD*
An elderly man in a brown robe appears on Korzirak's shoulder, feeling like the Manor in a way.
*Happy wouldn't exactly be mad, more disappointed that a mortal would rely so much on a will's power. But he wouldn't be able to stay that way with either of them.*
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
A bubble floats through the Valley. No bigger than an apple. It seems to be split down the middle, the left half being clear, and the right being solid black. Where this thing came from is unknown, but it seems to be more powerful than one would expect
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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!”
Sarah, feeling a strong sense of unease, heads down from their temple to investigate, looking for anything out of the ordinary.
She finds a Happy Chaos leaning against a wall, and all of her non empowered servants missing. When he sees Sarah he grins "How goes it sweets? Still as cold as ever?"
They mutter something under their breath in exasperation, and then summon Nadir. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh I'm just doing what I have to, honey. It isn't anything personal." He kicks of the wall and twirls his revolver on one finger.
A loosely-packed snowball collides with the revolver and flings it a short distance away, where it sits on the ground.
"And that is?"
"Well that was rude." He sighs and shakes his head "Just informing you that all your servents and acolyote are... doing me a favor lets call it. They will be attacking the city of order for me. Well unless you free them that is, by destroying their souls possibly."
Sarah is silent, death-glaring at HC as the temperature plummets to a level that would be lethal if HC wasn't a god. They move closer to the chaos deity, leaning right into their face with seething yet eerily quiet anger.
"Do you have any idea... what you have just done? How grave a mistake you have made? Have you no foresight?"
He leans in too, kissing her on the nose before leaning back with a wide grin "I understand what I've done, and I know I could have chosen to do something else instead. I care about those mortals, even though I don't care for wills. They will be fine in the end, after I die they will go back to normal, and I will die." At the end his voice fills with a complete and unshaking resolve.
The Snow Angel, shaking with rage, grabs HC by the throat with their icy hand and throws them to the side. They then conjure 6,000 Power Points worth of a magical barrier of black ice around his revolver- ice that will never melt if within Sarahphym's area of influence.
"...As long as you understand the price you have paid. The only thing I hate more than your nicknames is when Wills don't have the courage to keep their word. Go, protect your mortals- but if you ever feel an inkling of regret for your choice, if you hesitate to save them for even a moment, I'll kill you myself."
With that, Sarah takes the frozen revolver, and teleports back to their temple, placing it in a similar room with similar enchantments to the chamber containing Balatro's Artifact.
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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)
"yes. and in your evironment. okhmus made us to be the most successful species, and to do that, we must spread."
"Cool, they sound like a smart leader!"
"he is."
"I can't wait to meet him!" Rendy says excitedly.
"we almost there."
Rendy squeaks excitedly as they are brought before Okhmus
he looks like a normal okhmitan, but a powerful divine energy emanates from him, and a jungle sprouts around him. he howls, and no translation is needed to show what it means, the meaning being understood through the very deepest, most primal instincts of all present
Sarah, feeling a strong sense of unease, heads down from their temple to investigate, looking for anything out of the ordinary.
She finds a Happy Chaos leaning against a wall, and all of her non empowered servants missing. When he sees Sarah he grins "How goes it sweets? Still as cold as ever?"
They mutter something under their breath in exasperation, and then summon Nadir. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh I'm just doing what I have to, honey. It isn't anything personal." He kicks of the wall and twirls his revolver on one finger.
A loosely-packed snowball collides with the revolver and flings it a short distance away, where it sits on the ground.
"And that is?"
"Well that was rude." He sighs and shakes his head "Just informing you that all your servents and acolyote are... doing me a favor lets call it. They will be attacking the city of order for me. Well unless you free them that is, by destroying their souls possibly."
Sarah is silent, death-glaring at HC as the temperature plummets to a level that would be lethal if HC wasn't a god. They move closer to the chaos deity, leaning right into their face with seething yet eerily quiet anger.
"Do you have any idea... what you have just done? How grave a mistake you have made? Have you no foresight?"
He leans in too, kissing her on the nose before leaning back with a wide grin "I understand what I've done, and I know I could have chosen to do something else instead. I care about those mortals, even though I don't care for wills. They will be fine in the end, after I die they will go back to normal, and I will die." At the end his voice fills with a complete and unshaking resolve.
The Snow Angel, shaking with rage, grabs HC by the throat with their icy hand and throws them to the side. They then conjure 6,000 Power Points worth of a magical barrier of black ice around his revolver- ice that will never melt if within Sarahphym's area of influence.
"...As long as you understand the price you have paid. The only thing I hate more than your nicknames is when Wills don't have the courage to keep their word. Go, protect your mortals- but if you ever feel an inkling of regret for your choice, if you hesitate to save them for even a moment, I'll kill you myself."
With that, Sarah takes the frozen revolver, and teleports back to their temple, placing it in a similar room with similar enchantments to the chamber containing Balatro's Artifact.
As soon as she leaves so does Happy Chaos, watching from the sky as once again an army of Altered gather outside of the city of order. He sits in a chair in the sky, knowing that he has gone too far to turn back now, and with that, the altered charge into the city. Some of Happy Chaos's clones go with them, making sure anyone who dies in the assault does not truly die, making them into immortal altered along with the rest.
Sarah, feeling a strong sense of unease, heads down from their temple to investigate, looking for anything out of the ordinary.
She finds a Happy Chaos leaning against a wall, and all of her non empowered servants missing. When he sees Sarah he grins "How goes it sweets? Still as cold as ever?"
They mutter something under their breath in exasperation, and then summon Nadir. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh I'm just doing what I have to, honey. It isn't anything personal." He kicks of the wall and twirls his revolver on one finger.
A loosely-packed snowball collides with the revolver and flings it a short distance away, where it sits on the ground.
"And that is?"
"Well that was rude." He sighs and shakes his head "Just informing you that all your servents and acolyote are... doing me a favor lets call it. They will be attacking the city of order for me. Well unless you free them that is, by destroying their souls possibly."
Sarah is silent, death-glaring at HC as the temperature plummets to a level that would be lethal if HC wasn't a god. They move closer to the chaos deity, leaning right into their face with seething yet eerily quiet anger.
"Do you have any idea... what you have just done? How grave a mistake you have made? Have you no foresight?"
He leans in too, kissing her on the nose before leaning back with a wide grin "I understand what I've done, and I know I could have chosen to do something else instead. I care about those mortals, even though I don't care for wills. They will be fine in the end, after I die they will go back to normal, and I will die." At the end his voice fills with a complete and unshaking resolve.
The Snow Angel, shaking with rage, grabs HC by the throat with their icy hand and throws them to the side. They then conjure 6,000 Power Points worth of a magical barrier of black ice around his revolver- ice that will never melt if within Sarahphym's area of influence.
"...As long as you understand the price you have paid. The only thing I hate more than your nicknames is when Wills don't have the courage to keep their word. Go, protect your mortals- but if you ever feel an inkling of regret for your choice, if you hesitate to save them for even a moment, I'll kill you myself."
With that, Sarah takes the frozen revolver, and teleports back to their temple, placing it in a similar room with similar enchantments to the chamber containing Balatro's Artifact.
As soon as she leaves so does Happy Chaos, watching from the sky as once again an army of Altered gather outside of the city of order. He sits in a chair in the sky, knowing that he has gone too far to turn back now, and with that, the altered charge into the city. Some of Happy Chaos's clones go with them, making sure anyone who dies in the assault does not truly die, making them into immortal altered along with the rest.
Korzirak decides to follow after the tracks. *I just want to state that Korzirak is basically the size of Godzilla only his size causes no harm to the environment. So he will be VERY obvious to anything within the vicinity.*
*Yeah, I'm going to roleplay with him for a bit (which will also let him get to 4th level before he assimilates) before he makes a decision so he can meet different wills and mortals. Figured that would be fair. To add, it doesn't matter how benevolent or malevolent the will is, he is just a sweet little moth guy that will bake you cookies, give you pep talks, and engage in some genocidal bonding with his best friend at anytime day or night. He will be loyal to a fault, so long as the Will in question treats him like a friend too. That is the only stipulation.*
They eventually arrive at what seems to be a regular manor, in which the tracks stop. *The Nameless King is roughly, slightly less than Godzilla sized so, seeing them interact will be fun.*
*Thats fair enough, I can wait before you make your choice.*
Korzirak looks at the manor inquisitively, but also defensively.
*I will says, it would be rather interesting to see how people like Happy and Cog react to something like Rendy and Anthony, considering their histories. Happy frustrated that a mortal is using a Will's power and Cog because of his PTSD with the Cult of Normalcy. XD*
An elderly man in a brown robe appears on Korzirak's shoulder, feeling like the Manor in a way.
*Happy wouldn't exactly be mad, more disappointed that a mortal would rely so much on a will's power. But he wouldn't be able to stay that way with either of them.*
The massive Tarrasque turns his head to the man
"Who are you" he says, his voice deep, booming, and powerful.
"yes. and in your evironment. okhmus made us to be the most successful species, and to do that, we must spread."
"Cool, they sound like a smart leader!"
"he is."
"I can't wait to meet him!" Rendy says excitedly.
"we almost there."
Rendy squeaks excitedly as they are brought before Okhmus
he looks like a normal okhmitan, but a powerful divine energy emanates from him, and a jungle sprouts around him. he howls, and no translation is needed to show what it means, the meaning being understood through the very deepest, most primal instincts of all present
"HELLO. YOU ARE A SYMBIOTE, ARE YOU NOT?"
"Yes, hello! I'm Derendia, but you can call me Rendy, its nice to meet you!" Rendy says happily.
*Ah yes, and why would that be?* Happy looks at this, and frowns, which is truly rare for him to do. He turns them back to altered himself "I will not let them die. Don't try and stop me."
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Korzirak decides to follow after the tracks. *I just want to state that Korzirak is basically the size of Godzilla only his size causes no harm to the environment. So he will be VERY obvious to anything within the vicinity.*
*Yeah, I'm going to roleplay with him for a bit (which will also let him get to 4th level before he assimilates) before he makes a decision so he can meet different wills and mortals. Figured that would be fair. To add, it doesn't matter how benevolent or malevolent the will is, he is just a sweet little moth guy that will bake you cookies, give you pep talks, and engage in some genocidal bonding with his best friend at anytime day or night. He will be loyal to a fault, so long as the Will in question treats him like a friend too. That is the only stipulation.*
They eventually arrive at what seems to be a regular manor, in which the tracks stop. *The Nameless King is roughly, slightly less than Godzilla sized so, seeing them interact will be fun.*
*Thats fair enough, I can wait before you make your choice.*
Korzirak looks at the manor inquisitively, but also defensively.
*I will says, it would be rather interesting to see how people like Happy and Cog react to something like Rendy and Anthony, considering their histories. Happy frustrated that a mortal is using a Will's power and Cog because of his PTSD with the Cult of Normalcy. XD*
An elderly man in a brown robe appears on Korzirak's shoulder, feeling like the Manor in a way.
*Happy wouldn't exactly be mad, more disappointed that a mortal would rely so much on a will's power. But he wouldn't be able to stay that way with either of them.*
The massive Tarrasque turns his head to the man
"Who are you" he says, his voice deep, booming, and powerful.
In a calm voice the man replies "I am the Ancestor if you must know. Why are you here?"
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
A bubble floats through the Valley. No bigger than an apple. It seems to be split down the middle, the left half being clear, and the right being solid black. Where this thing came from is unknown, but it seems to be more powerful than one would expect
*Slayer or The Frenzy, or do you want to rp with neither?*
Xezithic would be gliding not too far from the City of Order when it notices the large army of altered there. The Primodial Aboleth would making its way over, still high in the sky so its storm doesn't harm anything below.
Xezithic would be gliding not too far from the City of Order when it notices the large army of altered there. The Primodial Aboleth would making its way over, still high in the sky so its storm doesn't harm anything below.
They see bits of Happy Chaoes all over the army, making sure everyone remains alive, even if that means turning them into more Altered.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Korzirak decides to follow after the tracks. *I just want to state that Korzirak is basically the size of Godzilla only his size causes no harm to the environment. So he will be VERY obvious to anything within the vicinity.*
*Yeah, I'm going to roleplay with him for a bit (which will also let him get to 4th level before he assimilates) before he makes a decision so he can meet different wills and mortals. Figured that would be fair. To add, it doesn't matter how benevolent or malevolent the will is, he is just a sweet little moth guy that will bake you cookies, give you pep talks, and engage in some genocidal bonding with his best friend at anytime day or night. He will be loyal to a fault, so long as the Will in question treats him like a friend too. That is the only stipulation.*
They eventually arrive at what seems to be a regular manor, in which the tracks stop. *The Nameless King is roughly, slightly less than Godzilla sized so, seeing them interact will be fun.*
*Thats fair enough, I can wait before you make your choice.*
Korzirak looks at the manor inquisitively, but also defensively.
*I will says, it would be rather interesting to see how people like Happy and Cog react to something like Rendy and Anthony, considering their histories. Happy frustrated that a mortal is using a Will's power and Cog because of his PTSD with the Cult of Normalcy. XD*
An elderly man in a brown robe appears on Korzirak's shoulder, feeling like the Manor in a way.
*Happy wouldn't exactly be mad, more disappointed that a mortal would rely so much on a will's power. But he wouldn't be able to stay that way with either of them.*
The massive Tarrasque turns his head to the man
"Who are you" he says, his voice deep, booming, and powerful.
In a calm voice the man replies "I am the Ancestor if you must know. Why are you here?"
"Are you responsible for what has happened to the nearby villagers?" Korzirak bellows, using his connection to life and undeath to sense any souls nearby.
Xezithic would be gliding not too far from the City of Order when it notices the large army of altered there. The Primodial Aboleth would making its way over, still high in the sky so its storm doesn't harm anything below.
They see bits of Happy Chaoes all over the army, making sure everyone remains alive, even if that means turning them into more Altered.
Xezithic watches on, curious how long it will take for the lord of this dominion to react. He knows he can not cross the barrier.
Sarah, feeling a strong sense of unease, heads down from their temple to investigate, looking for anything out of the ordinary.
She finds a Happy Chaos leaning against a wall, and all of her non empowered servants missing. When he sees Sarah he grins "How goes it sweets? Still as cold as ever?"
They mutter something under their breath in exasperation, and then summon Nadir. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh I'm just doing what I have to, honey. It isn't anything personal." He kicks of the wall and twirls his revolver on one finger.
A loosely-packed snowball collides with the revolver and flings it a short distance away, where it sits on the ground.
"And that is?"
"Well that was rude." He sighs and shakes his head "Just informing you that all your servents and acolyote are... doing me a favor lets call it. They will be attacking the city of order for me. Well unless you free them that is, by destroying their souls possibly."
Sarah is silent, death-glaring at HC as the temperature plummets to a level that would be lethal if HC wasn't a god. They move closer to the chaos deity, leaning right into their face with seething yet eerily quiet anger.
"Do you have any idea... what you have just done? How grave a mistake you have made? Have you no foresight?"
He leans in too, kissing her on the nose before leaning back with a wide grin "I understand what I've done, and I know I could have chosen to do something else instead. I care about those mortals, even though I don't care for wills. They will be fine in the end, after I die they will go back to normal, and I will die." At the end his voice fills with a complete and unshaking resolve.
The Snow Angel, shaking with rage, grabs HC by the throat with their icy hand and throws them to the side. They then conjure 6,000 Power Points worth of a magical barrier of black ice around his revolver- ice that will never melt if within Sarahphym's area of influence.
"...As long as you understand the price you have paid. The only thing I hate more than your nicknames is when Wills don't have the courage to keep their word. Go, protect your mortals- but if you ever feel an inkling of regret for your choice, if you hesitate to save them for even a moment, I'll kill you myself."
With that, Sarah takes the frozen revolver, and teleports back to their temple, placing it in a similar room with similar enchantments to the chamber containing Balatro's Artifact.
As soon as she leaves so does Happy Chaos, watching from the sky as once again an army of Altered gather outside of the city of order. He sits in a chair in the sky, knowing that he has gone too far to turn back now, and with that, the altered charge into the city. Some of Happy Chaos's clones go with them, making sure anyone who dies in the assault does not truly die, making them into immortal altered along with the rest.
*Dude. Remember that part where I said I'm not doing major story stuff for a while? I literally specified to you that I'm not getting involved with the altered stuff. So, I'm kinda (gp)ed when you completely ignore my exact words and try to get me involved anyways.*
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
*Dude. Remember that part where I said I'm not doing major story stuff for a while? I literally specified to you that I'm not getting involved with the altered stuff. So, I'm kinda (gp)ed when you completely ignore my exact words and try to get me involved anyways.*
*Oh I'm sorry, did I say you had to do anything at all? No. This doesn't even have to be a major story thing, chill dude. Next time try not to explode when something doesnt go your way, I didn't mean for this to end up with an attack on the city of order, I could just say it attacks somewhere else dude.*
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
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He leans in too, kissing her on the nose before leaning back with a wide grin "I understand what I've done, and I know I could have chosen to do something else instead. I care about those mortals, even though I don't care for wills. They will be fine in the end, after I die they will go back to normal, and I will die." At the end his voice fills with a complete and unshaking resolve.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
An elderly man in a brown robe appears on Korzirak's shoulder, feeling like the Manor in a way.
*Happy wouldn't exactly be mad, more disappointed that a mortal would rely so much on a will's power. But he wouldn't be able to stay that way with either of them.*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
A bubble floats through the Valley. No bigger than an apple. It seems to be split down the middle, the left half being clear, and the right being solid black. Where this thing came from is unknown, but it seems to be more powerful than one would expect
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 Snow Angel, shaking with rage, grabs HC by the throat with their icy hand and throws them to the side. They then conjure 6,000 Power Points worth of a magical barrier of black ice around his revolver- ice that will never melt if within Sarahphym's area of influence.
"...As long as you understand the price you have paid. The only thing I hate more than your nicknames is when Wills don't have the courage to keep their word. Go, protect your mortals- but if you ever feel an inkling of regret for your choice, if you hesitate to save them for even a moment, I'll kill you myself."
With that, Sarah takes the frozen revolver, and teleports back to their temple, placing it in a similar room with similar enchantments to the chamber containing Balatro's Artifact.
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)
he looks like a normal okhmitan, but a powerful divine energy emanates from him, and a jungle sprouts around him. he howls, and no translation is needed to show what it means, the meaning being understood through the very deepest, most primal instincts of all present
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
As soon as she leaves so does Happy Chaos, watching from the sky as once again an army of Altered gather outside of the city of order. He sits in a chair in the sky, knowing that he has gone too far to turn back now, and with that, the altered charge into the city. Some of Happy Chaos's clones go with them, making sure anyone who dies in the assault does not truly die, making them into immortal altered along with the rest.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
tempor is travelling with his flock, asking all humans he finds to join him against the altered.
the storm lord is destroying mountains.
okhmus is talking to rendy.
a human is walking on a street.
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
some of the new altered begin to turn back
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
Tempor has heard of a Mortal in the city of peace, capable of controlling and stopping the altered, although it may be for just a time.
The Nameless King is on a mountain, building a sanctuary for the mortals with him, noticing the storm lord's rampage.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
The massive Tarrasque turns his head to the man
"Who are you" he says, his voice deep, booming, and powerful.
"Yes, hello! I'm Derendia, but you can call me Rendy, its nice to meet you!" Rendy says happily.
*Ah yes, and why would that be?* Happy looks at this, and frowns, which is truly rare for him to do. He turns them back to altered himself "I will not let them die. Don't try and stop me."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
In a calm voice the man replies "I am the Ancestor if you must know. Why are you here?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Slayer or The Frenzy, or do you want to rp with neither?*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Xezithic would be gliding not too far from the City of Order when it notices the large army of altered there. The Primodial Aboleth would making its way over, still high in the sky so its storm doesn't harm anything below.
They see bits of Happy Chaoes all over the army, making sure everyone remains alive, even if that means turning them into more Altered.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"Are you responsible for what has happened to the nearby villagers?" Korzirak bellows, using his connection to life and undeath to sense any souls nearby.
Xezithic watches on, curious how long it will take for the lord of this dominion to react. He knows he can not cross the barrier.
*Dude. Remember that part where I said I'm not doing major story stuff for a while? I literally specified to you that I'm not getting involved with the altered stuff. So, I'm kinda (gp)ed when you completely ignore my exact words and try to get me involved anyways.*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*Oh I'm sorry, did I say you had to do anything at all? No. This doesn't even have to be a major story thing, chill dude. Next time try not to explode when something doesnt go your way, I didn't mean for this to end up with an attack on the city of order, I could just say it attacks somewhere else dude.*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo