Korzirak is traversing the world in a smaller, yet still large form (around the size of an ancient dragon instead of a literal Kaiju). He is seeking out any of Faltros’s Chromatic Dragons that stayed in this world.
Zeon has been traveling and exploring as usual, keeping an eye out for any conflict.
Korzirak finds a large red dragon terrorizing a village. Around a quarter of the buildings are on fire, and a makeshift hospital has been assembled.
Zeon finds the void, watching over the world.
Korzirak would sneak up on the dragon before lunging and grappling it.
Zeon would notice it and approach it curiously. “You are new”
It tries to fight back, scratching, biting, and clawing, but it isn't close to the strength of a Will so it almost definitely doesn't escape.
It turns around, and a voice echoes but doesn't at the same time. "I n c o r r e ct. I h a v e n o t b e e n m a n i f e s t e d f o r a l o n g t i m e, b u t I a m n o t n e w."
Korzirak would pin the dragon down by planting one large foot on its back. Then he would grab the dragon’s head and pull it back and prying the mouth open before breathing a beam of pure white light down the dragon’s throat which begins to change it from the inside out.
”I see, well it is nice to meet you elder one” Zeon replies.
Cogintius is gathering knowledge of the world for his next book. His true form is dealing with matters in the city.
The void is... Watching.
Gibber is getting kinda bored with only two current wills that don't really do much, and wants a new Will idea.
*Do you have any ideas or concepts you want to try?*
*Nope. I had some ideas before but I realized they would get repetitive too.*
*Are you wanting a Will that will generate conflict? Also are there any domains that might interest you? Or anything you want the to be a Will of, like a Will of love, destruction, creation, art, ect.?*
*Not necessarily conflict. They'll likely do stuff across the world instead of making one singular domain. But I'm not going for world domination again like I did with Faltros, nor am I making anyone who wants to destroy everything. And I currently don't have any ideas for domains or things to rule over that I can see working well.*
*I see. Maybe you could take inspiration from a source of media you like?*
Korzirak is traversing the world in a smaller, yet still large form (around the size of an ancient dragon instead of a literal Kaiju). He is seeking out any of Faltros’s Chromatic Dragons that stayed in this world.
Zeon has been traveling and exploring as usual, keeping an eye out for any conflict.
Korzirak finds a large red dragon terrorizing a village. Around a quarter of the buildings are on fire, and a makeshift hospital has been assembled.
Zeon finds the void, watching over the world.
Korzirak would sneak up on the dragon before lunging and grappling it.
Zeon would notice it and approach it curiously. “You are new”
It tries to fight back, scratching, biting, and clawing, but it isn't close to the strength of a Will so it almost definitely doesn't escape.
It turns around, and a voice echoes but doesn't at the same time. "I n c o r r e ct. I h a v e n o t b e e n m a n i f e s t e d f o r a l o n g t i m e, b u t I a m n o t n e w."
Korzirak would pin the dragon down by planting one large foot on its back. Then he would grab the dragon’s head and pull it back and prying the mouth open before breathing a beam of pure white light down the dragon’s throat which begins to change it from the inside out.
”I see, well it is nice to meet you elder one” Zeon replies.
The dragon tries to yell out in a mixture of pain and an arrogant "what's the big idea?" In Draconic, but it's having a bit of trouble with a beam of light in its mouth.
"A n d i t i s n i c e t o m e e t y o u, y o u n g o n e."
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Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Cogintius is gathering knowledge of the world for his next book. His true form is dealing with matters in the city.
The void is... Watching.
Gibber is getting kinda bored with only two current wills that don't really do much, and wants a new Will idea.
*Do you have any ideas or concepts you want to try?*
*Nope. I had some ideas before but I realized they would get repetitive too.*
*Are you wanting a Will that will generate conflict? Also are there any domains that might interest you? Or anything you want the to be a Will of, like a Will of love, destruction, creation, art, ect.?*
*Not necessarily conflict. They'll likely do stuff across the world instead of making one singular domain. But I'm not going for world domination again like I did with Faltros, nor am I making anyone who wants to destroy everything. And I currently don't have any ideas for domains or things to rule over that I can see working well.*
*I see. Maybe you could take inspiration from a source of media you like?*
*Maybe.*
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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
Korzirak is traversing the world in a smaller, yet still large form (around the size of an ancient dragon instead of a literal Kaiju). He is seeking out any of Faltros’s Chromatic Dragons that stayed in this world.
Zeon has been traveling and exploring as usual, keeping an eye out for any conflict.
Korzirak finds a large red dragon terrorizing a village. Around a quarter of the buildings are on fire, and a makeshift hospital has been assembled.
Zeon finds the void, watching over the world.
Korzirak would sneak up on the dragon before lunging and grappling it.
Zeon would notice it and approach it curiously. “You are new”
It tries to fight back, scratching, biting, and clawing, but it isn't close to the strength of a Will so it almost definitely doesn't escape.
It turns around, and a voice echoes but doesn't at the same time. "I n c o r r e ct. I h a v e n o t b e e n m a n i f e s t e d f o r a l o n g t i m e, b u t I a m n o t n e w."
Korzirak would pin the dragon down by planting one large foot on its back. Then he would grab the dragon’s head and pull it back and prying the mouth open before breathing a beam of pure white light down the dragon’s throat which begins to change it from the inside out.
”I see, well it is nice to meet you elder one” Zeon replies.
The dragon tries to yell out in a mixture of pain and an arrogant "what's the big idea?" In Draconic, but it's having a bit of trouble with a beam of light in its mouth.
"A n d i t i s n i c e t o m e e t y o u, y o u n g o n e."
The demonic influence of Faltros begins to dissipate as the body changes. The scales change from deep red to a brilliant yellow, the dragons more British physique becomes leaner, and the wings grow significantly larger before splitting into two sets of wings for better aerial maneuverability. The fiery core of the dragon changes to a bright radiance like the sun. Eventually Korzirak stops its breath attack and releases the dragon. It is no longer a destructive Red Dragon, but a regal Yellow Dragon.
Korzirak is traversing the world in a smaller, yet still large form (around the size of an ancient dragon instead of a literal Kaiju). He is seeking out any of Faltros’s Chromatic Dragons that stayed in this world.
Zeon has been traveling and exploring as usual, keeping an eye out for any conflict.
Korzirak finds a large red dragon terrorizing a village. Around a quarter of the buildings are on fire, and a makeshift hospital has been assembled.
Zeon finds the void, watching over the world.
Korzirak would sneak up on the dragon before lunging and grappling it.
Zeon would notice it and approach it curiously. “You are new”
It tries to fight back, scratching, biting, and clawing, but it isn't close to the strength of a Will so it almost definitely doesn't escape.
It turns around, and a voice echoes but doesn't at the same time. "I n c o r r e ct. I h a v e n o t b e e n m a n i f e s t e d f o r a l o n g t i m e, b u t I a m n o t n e w."
Korzirak would pin the dragon down by planting one large foot on its back. Then he would grab the dragon’s head and pull it back and prying the mouth open before breathing a beam of pure white light down the dragon’s throat which begins to change it from the inside out.
”I see, well it is nice to meet you elder one” Zeon replies.
The dragon tries to yell out in a mixture of pain and an arrogant "what's the big idea?" In Draconic, but it's having a bit of trouble with a beam of light in its mouth.
"A n d i t i s n i c e t o m e e t y o u, y o u n g o n e."
The demonic influence of Faltros begins to dissipate as the body changes. The scales change from deep red to a brilliant yellow, the dragons more British physique becomes leaner, and the wings grow significantly larger before splitting into two sets of wings for better aerial maneuverability. The fiery core of the dragon changes to a bright radiance like the sun. Eventually Korzirak stops its breath attack and releases the dragon. It is no longer a destructive Red Dragon, but a regal Yellow Dragon.
”What are you doing if I may ask?”
*Sorry for disappearing. Had to do stuff*
It looks at itself. It speaks in whatever language it has now, saying "What is this?"
*If I had a nickel for everytime one of Faltros's dragons got transformed into a different, non destructive variant by another Will, I would have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice, lol.*
"O b s e r v i n g t h i s w o r l d, l i k e I h a v e m a n y o t h e r s, e x c e p t n o w I a m p h y s i c a l."
It looks at itself. It speaks in whatever language it has now, saying "What is this?"
*If I had a nickel for everytime one of Faltros's dragons got transformed into a different, non destructive variant by another Will, I would have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice, lol.*
"O b s e r v i n g t h i s w o r l d, l i k e I h a v e m a n y o t h e r s, e x c e p t n o w I a m p h y s i c a l."
*Its all good*
The Yellow Dragon finds it can still speak Draconic and Common as usual. “I have gifted you a new form, while removing your previous master’s evil influence, making you smarter and independent of his prior machinations. You no longer have to be a devilish brute, you can be a regal and radiant creature worthy of respect and reverence of your own. Also, you are now a faster and more maneuverable flier. None can match your aerial capabilities now, save for a Will or ancient wind elemental that is. Your breath is is now a radiant plasma reminiscent of the sun itself. You may do with this gift as you wish, though the consequences will be yours to bear should you stick to the path of destruction.” *Basically he gave the dragon proper free will, while now allowing Korzirak to create his own Yellow Dragons children in the future.*
”For what purpose do you observe this world?” Zeon asks.
It looks at itself. It speaks in whatever language it has now, saying "What is this?"
*If I had a nickel for everytime one of Faltros's dragons got transformed into a different, non destructive variant by another Will, I would have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice, lol.*
"O b s e r v i n g t h i s w o r l d, l i k e I h a v e m a n y o t h e r s, e x c e p t n o w I a m p h y s i c a l."
*Its all good*
The Yellow Dragon finds it can still speak Draconic and Common as usual. “I have gifted you a new form, while removing your previous master’s evil influence, making you smarter and independent of his prior machinations. You no longer have to be a devilish brute, you can be a regal and radiant creature worthy of respect and reverence of your own. Also, you are now a faster and more maneuverable flier. None can match your aerial capabilities now, save for a Will or ancient wind elemental that is. Your breath is is now a radiant plasma reminiscent of the sun itself. You may do with this gift as you wish, though the consequences will be yours to bear should you stick to the path of destruction.” *Basically he gave the dragon proper free will, while now allowing Korzirak to create his own Yellow Dragons children in the future.*
”For what purpose do you observe this world?” Zeon asks.
It thinks. "I see. Thank you for this gift."
"S i m p l e c u r i o s i t y. I t i s i n t e r e s t i n g t o s e e h o w e a c h w o r l d v a r i e s. I d o n o t h a v e m u c h t o e n t e r t a i n m y s e l f w i t h o u t t h e s e r e a l m s, a f t e r a l l."
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It looks at itself. It speaks in whatever language it has now, saying "What is this?"
*If I had a nickel for everytime one of Faltros's dragons got transformed into a different, non destructive variant by another Will, I would have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice, lol.*
"O b s e r v i n g t h i s w o r l d, l i k e I h a v e m a n y o t h e r s, e x c e p t n o w I a m p h y s i c a l."
*Its all good*
The Yellow Dragon finds it can still speak Draconic and Common as usual. “I have gifted you a new form, while removing your previous master’s evil influence, making you smarter and independent of his prior machinations. You no longer have to be a devilish brute, you can be a regal and radiant creature worthy of respect and reverence of your own. Also, you are now a faster and more maneuverable flier. None can match your aerial capabilities now, save for a Will or ancient wind elemental that is. Your breath is is now a radiant plasma reminiscent of the sun itself. You may do with this gift as you wish, though the consequences will be yours to bear should you stick to the path of destruction.” *Basically he gave the dragon proper free will, while now allowing Korzirak to create his own Yellow Dragons children in the future.*
”For what purpose do you observe this world?” Zeon asks.
It thinks. "I see. Thank you for this gift."
"S i m p l e c u r i o s i t y. I t i s i n t e r e s t i n g t o s e e h o w e a c h w o r l d v a r i e s. I d o n o t h a v e m u c h t o e n t e r t a i n m y s e l f w i t h o u t t h e s e r e a l m s, a f t e r a l l."
Korzirak nods before heading on its way to find chromatics of other colors to do the same thing. Some will retain their original color and powers, while others will take on new forms. *Soon there will be twelve types of chromatics dragons. :D*
“Are you able to manifest on this side of reality? Or are ou confined to your space?”
It looks at itself. It speaks in whatever language it has now, saying "What is this?"
*If I had a nickel for everytime one of Faltros's dragons got transformed into a different, non destructive variant by another Will, I would have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice, lol.*
"O b s e r v i n g t h i s w o r l d, l i k e I h a v e m a n y o t h e r s, e x c e p t n o w I a m p h y s i c a l."
*Its all good*
The Yellow Dragon finds it can still speak Draconic and Common as usual. “I have gifted you a new form, while removing your previous master’s evil influence, making you smarter and independent of his prior machinations. You no longer have to be a devilish brute, you can be a regal and radiant creature worthy of respect and reverence of your own. Also, you are now a faster and more maneuverable flier. None can match your aerial capabilities now, save for a Will or ancient wind elemental that is. Your breath is is now a radiant plasma reminiscent of the sun itself. You may do with this gift as you wish, though the consequences will be yours to bear should you stick to the path of destruction.” *Basically he gave the dragon proper free will, while now allowing Korzirak to create his own Yellow Dragons children in the future.*
”For what purpose do you observe this world?” Zeon asks.
It thinks. "I see. Thank you for this gift."
"S i m p l e c u r i o s i t y. I t i s i n t e r e s t i n g t o s e e h o w e a c h w o r l d v a r i e s. I d o n o t h a v e m u c h t o e n t e r t a i n m y s e l f w i t h o u t t h e s e r e a l m s, a f t e r a l l."
Korzirak nods before heading on its way to find chromatics of other colors to do the same thing. Some will retain their original color and powers, while others will take on new forms. *Soon there will be twelve types of chromatics dragons. :D*
“Are you able to manifest on this side of reality? Or are ou confined to your space?”
*I see.*
"I a m b o t h h e r e a n d n o t a t t h e s a m e t i m e. M y t r u e f o r m i s o u t s i d e o f s p a c e a n d t i m e."
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Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
”So you simply observe? Is there anything that will bring cause for you to act, or is your existence meant to be so passive?”
"W h a t p o i n t i s t h e r e i n c r e a t i o n i f w h a t o n e m a k e s w i l l b e d e s t r o y e d a n d y o u w i l l n o t? A l l p r o g r e s s l o s t . . ."
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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
”So you simply observe? Is there anything that will bring cause for you to act, or is your existence meant to be so passive?”
"W h a t p o i n t i s t h e r e i n c r e a t i o n i f w h a t o n e m a k e s w i l l b e d e s t r o y e d a n d y o u w i l l n o t? A l l p r o g r e s s l o s t . . ."
“That is an understandable mindset to have, if a rather depressing one. Could you not create something within your own pocket space, which seems to be everlasting. It could keep you company at least.”
”So you simply observe? Is there anything that will bring cause for you to act, or is your existence meant to be so passive?”
"W h a t p o i n t i s t h e r e i n c r e a t i o n i f w h a t o n e m a k e s w i l l b e d e s t r o y e d a n d y o u w i l l n o t? A l l p r o g r e s s l o s t . . ."
“That is an understandable mindset to have, if a rather depressing one. Could you not create something within your own pocket space, which seems to be everlasting. It could keep you company at least.”
"I t w o u l d l i k e l y b e c o n s u m e d, o r. . . W h a t i s t h a t t e r m S c i e n t i a u s e d? A h, y e s. S p a g h e t t i f i e d."
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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
”So you simply observe? Is there anything that will bring cause for you to act, or is your existence meant to be so passive?”
"W h a t p o i n t i s t h e r e i n c r e a t i o n i f w h a t o n e m a k e s w i l l b e d e s t r o y e d a n d y o u w i l l n o t? A l l p r o g r e s s l o s t . . ."
“That is an understandable mindset to have, if a rather depressing one. Could you not create something within your own pocket space, which seems to be everlasting. It could keep you company at least.”
"I t w o u l d l i k e l y b e c o n s u m e d, o r. . . W h a t i s t h a t t e r m S c i e n t i a u s e d? A h, y e s. S p a g h e t t i f i e d."
“Spaghettified….?” Zeon says, tilting his head a bit in confusion.
”So you simply observe? Is there anything that will bring cause for you to act, or is your existence meant to be so passive?”
"W h a t p o i n t i s t h e r e i n c r e a t i o n i f w h a t o n e m a k e s w i l l b e d e s t r o y e d a n d y o u w i l l n o t? A l l p r o g r e s s l o s t . . ."
“That is an understandable mindset to have, if a rather depressing one. Could you not create something within your own pocket space, which seems to be everlasting. It could keep you company at least.”
"I t w o u l d l i k e l y b e c o n s u m e d, o r. . . W h a t i s t h a t t e r m S c i e n t i a u s e d? A h, y e s. S p a g h e t t i f i e d."
“Spaghettified….?” Zeon says, tilting his head a bit in confusion.
"S t r e t c h e d t o a n e x t r e m e l y h i g h a m o u n t, f r o m p h e n o m e n a c a l l e d b l a c k h o l e s. I t i s n a m e d a f t e r a s t r i n g l i k e f o o d I d o n o t b e l i e v e i s i n v e n t e d h e r e."
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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
”So you simply observe? Is there anything that will bring cause for you to act, or is your existence meant to be so passive?”
"W h a t p o i n t i s t h e r e i n c r e a t i o n i f w h a t o n e m a k e s w i l l b e d e s t r o y e d a n d y o u w i l l n o t? A l l p r o g r e s s l o s t . . ."
“That is an understandable mindset to have, if a rather depressing one. Could you not create something within your own pocket space, which seems to be everlasting. It could keep you company at least.”
"I t w o u l d l i k e l y b e c o n s u m e d, o r. . . W h a t i s t h a t t e r m S c i e n t i a u s e d? A h, y e s. S p a g h e t t i f i e d."
“Spaghettified….?” Zeon says, tilting his head a bit in confusion.
"S t r e t c h e d t o a n e x t r e m e l y h i g h a m o u n t, f r o m p h e n o m e n a c a l l e d b l a c k h o l e s. I t i s n a m e d a f t e r a s t r i n g l i k e f o o d I d o n o t b e l i e v e i s i n v e n t e d h e r e."
“Black holes…I don’t think the Collective has knowledge of such a phenomena. However, I think I understand that it makes creating thing…difficult then.”
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Korzirak would pin the dragon down by planting one large foot on its back. Then he would grab the dragon’s head and pull it back and prying the mouth open before breathing a beam of pure white light down the dragon’s throat which begins to change it from the inside out.
”I see, well it is nice to meet you elder one” Zeon replies.
*I see. Maybe you could take inspiration from a source of media you like?*
The dragon tries to yell out in a mixture of pain and an arrogant "what's the big idea?" In Draconic, but it's having a bit of trouble with a beam of light in its mouth.
"A n d i t i s n i c e t o m e e t y o u, y o u n g o n e."
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
*Maybe.*
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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.
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Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
The demonic influence of Faltros begins to dissipate as the body changes. The scales change from deep red to a brilliant yellow, the dragons more British physique becomes leaner, and the wings grow significantly larger before splitting into two sets of wings for better aerial maneuverability. The fiery core of the dragon changes to a bright radiance like the sun. Eventually Korzirak stops its breath attack and releases the dragon. It is no longer a destructive Red Dragon, but a regal Yellow Dragon.
”What are you doing if I may ask?”
*Sorry for disappearing. Had to do stuff*
It looks at itself. It speaks in whatever language it has now, saying "What is this?"
*If I had a nickel for everytime one of Faltros's dragons got transformed into a different, non destructive variant by another Will, I would have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice, lol.*
"O b s e r v i n g t h i s w o r l d, l i k e I h a v e m a n y o t h e r s, e x c e p t n o w I a m p h y s i c a l."
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
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Sig but long ^w^
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Its all good*
The Yellow Dragon finds it can still speak Draconic and Common as usual. “I have gifted you a new form, while removing your previous master’s evil influence, making you smarter and independent of his prior machinations. You no longer have to be a devilish brute, you can be a regal and radiant creature worthy of respect and reverence of your own. Also, you are now a faster and more maneuverable flier. None can match your aerial capabilities now, save for a Will or ancient wind elemental that is. Your breath is is now a radiant plasma reminiscent of the sun itself. You may do with this gift as you wish, though the consequences will be yours to bear should you stick to the path of destruction.” *Basically he gave the dragon proper free will, while now allowing Korzirak to create his own Yellow Dragons children in the future.*
”For what purpose do you observe this world?” Zeon asks.
It thinks. "I see. Thank you for this gift."
"S i m p l e c u r i o s i t y. I t i s i n t e r e s t i n g t o s e e h o w e a c h w o r l d v a r i e s. I d o n o t h a v e m u c h t o e n t e r t a i n m y s e l f w i t h o u t t h e s e r e a l m s, a f t e r a l l."
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.
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Korzirak nods before heading on its way to find chromatics of other colors to do the same thing. Some will retain their original color and powers, while others will take on new forms. *Soon there will be twelve types of chromatics dragons. :D*
“Are you able to manifest on this side of reality? Or are ou confined to your space?”
*I see.*
"I a m b o t h h e r e a n d n o t a t t h e s a m e t i m e. M y t r u e f o r m i s o u t s i d e o f s p a c e a n d t i m e."
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
*Cut with Gibber*
”So you simply observe? Is there anything that will bring cause for you to act, or is your existence meant to be so passive?”
"Literally nothing." He chuckles. "I think I may have invented writer's block, but for musicians. That's the closest way I can describe it."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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*Anybody want to rp with me?*
"W h a t p o i n t i s t h e r e i n c r e a t i o n i f w h a t o n e m a k e s w i l l b e d e s t r o y e d a n d y o u w i l l n o t? A l l p r o g r e s s l o s t . . ."
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
“That is an understandable mindset to have, if a rather depressing one. Could you not create something within your own pocket space, which seems to be everlasting. It could keep you company at least.”
"I t w o u l d l i k e l y b e c o n s u m e d, o r. . . W h a t i s t h a t t e r m S c i e n t i a u s e d? A h, y e s. S p a g h e t t i f i e d."
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
“Spaghettified….?” Zeon says, tilting his head a bit in confusion.
"S t r e t c h e d t o a n e x t r e m e l y h i g h a m o u n t, f r o m p h e n o m e n a c a l l e d b l a c k h o l e s. I t i s n a m e d a f t e r a s t r i n g l i k e f o o d I d o n o t b e l i e v e i s i n v e n t e d h e r e."
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
“Black holes…I don’t think the Collective has knowledge of such a phenomena. However, I think I understand that it makes creating thing…difficult then.”