It is at the top of a mountain, watching mortals wander about their day. It sees Domination, and a voice speaks in his mind, yet doesn't at the same time. "A h . H e l l o."
Dominition simply smiles, then opens up with a deal.
"Would you want to make a deal?*wheeze* You have something I need, I have something you (probably) want.*wheeze*"
"F r o m w h a t I g a t h e r e d , o n e t y p i c a l l y o p e n s a m e e t i n g w i t h g r e e t i n g . B u t y o u h a v e p i q u e d m y c u r i o s i t y . W h a t d o y o u s p e ak o f t h a t I h a v e, w h e n I a m n o n e x i s t e n c e s o m e h o w m a n i f e s t , a n d w h a t d o y o u h a v e t h a t I w o u l d d e s i r e?"
"Knowledge, my friend. *wheeze* You have knowledge. *wheeze* As for what I have... I have plagues, and the power to stop any undesirable activities happening."
"W h a t y p e o f k n o w l e d g e w o u l d y o u w a n t ? A l t h o u g h I s e e n o t h o w p l a g u e s w o u l d a i d m e , a n d w h a t y o u c o u l d s t o p t h a t I c a n ' t . "
"You, simply put, know all the things about every Will!*Wheeze* And I want to know that stuff; where they are, what they do. *wheeze*And as for the things that I can stop that you can't... if there's a cult, devoted to some unwanted Will that you dislike, *wheeze* I could go, drop some plague, and be done. *wheeze* You, on the other hand, have to walk down this towering mountain, go to that cult, track them down separately *wheeze* and are unable to take them out as a whole. *Wheeze* I, my friend, could be your exterminator, all for the low, low price of what the other Wills are doing. *Wheeze*"
It thinks. " I d o n o t i n t e r f e r e m a j o r l y w i t h t h e w o r l d , a n d I a m n o t c h a n g i n g t h a t s o o n . H o w e v e r , I w i l l g r a n t y o u w h a t y o u s e e k . W h o o r w h a t d o y o u w i s h t o k n o w a b o u t ? I h a v e s e e n m a n y , m a n y t h i n g s , a n d w h i l e I w i l l n o t r e v e a l a l l , I c a n g r a n t o v e r v i e w s . "
*Boink
He quite literally agreed*
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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
Sarahphym has finally completed the Citadel of the Snow Angel, and sits atop their crystalline throne, admiring their own handiwork.
Cogintius has teleported to the Citadel, and walks into the hall. Arcane runes are swirling around him, and his smile seems plastered onto his face. "Sarahphym."
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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
Sarahphym has finally completed the Citadel of the Snow Angel, and sits atop their crystalline throne, admiring their own handiwork.
Cogintius has teleported to the Citadel, and walks into the hall. Arcane runes are swirling around him, and his smile seems plastered onto his face. "Sarahphym."
Sarah looks down at him from their throne. "Welcome, Cogintius. I take it you are here to admire my work as well?"
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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)
It is at the top of a mountain, watching mortals wander about their day. It sees Domination, and a voice speaks in his mind, yet doesn't at the same time. "A h . H e l l o."
Dominition simply smiles, then opens up with a deal.
"Would you want to make a deal?*wheeze* You have something I need, I have something you (probably) want.*wheeze*"
"F r o m w h a t I g a t h e r e d , o n e t y p i c a l l y o p e n s a m e e t i n g w i t h g r e e t i n g . B u t y o u h a v e p i q u e d m y c u r i o s i t y . W h a t d o y o u s p e ak o f t h a t I h a v e, w h e n I a m n o n e x i s t e n c e s o m e h o w m a n i f e s t , a n d w h a t d o y o u h a v e t h a t I w o u l d d e s i r e?"
"Knowledge, my friend. *wheeze* You have knowledge. *wheeze* As for what I have... I have plagues, and the power to stop any undesirable activities happening."
"W h a t y p e o f k n o w l e d g e w o u l d y o u w a n t ? A l t h o u g h I s e e n o t h o w p l a g u e s w o u l d a i d m e , a n d w h a t y o u c o u l d s t o p t h a t I c a n ' t . "
"You, simply put, know all the things about every Will!*Wheeze* And I want to know that stuff; where they are, what they do. *wheeze*And as for the things that I can stop that you can't... if there's a cult, devoted to some unwanted Will that you dislike, *wheeze* I could go, drop some plague, and be done. *wheeze* You, on the other hand, have to walk down this towering mountain, go to that cult, track them down separately *wheeze* and are unable to take them out as a whole. *Wheeze* I, my friend, could be your exterminator, all for the low, low price of what the other Wills are doing. *Wheeze*"
It thinks. " I d o n o t i n t e r f e r e m a j o r l y w i t h t h e w o r l d , a n d I a m n o t c h a n g i n g t h a t s o o n . H o w e v e r , I w i l l g r a n t y o u w h a t y o u s e e k . W h o o r w h a t d o y o u w i s h t o k n o w a b o u t ? I h a v e s e e n m a n y , m a n y t h i n g s , a n d w h i l e I w i l l n o t r e v e a l a l l , I c a n g r a n t o v e r v i e w s . "
*Boink
He quite literally agreed*
Dominition bows gratefully.
"How do I get in to the City of Order? *Wheeze* Is there any other way? *Wheeze*"
Sarahphym has finally completed the Citadel of the Snow Angel, and sits atop their crystalline throne, admiring their own handiwork.
Cogintius has teleported to the Citadel, and walks into the hall. Arcane runes are swirling around him, and his smile seems plastered onto his face. "Sarahphym."
Sarah looks down at him from their throne. "Welcome, Cogintius. I take it you are here to admire my work as well?"
"...I suppose it's true, then. What you've done. Who you've killed. I was hoping it wasn't true, but it appears I've been mistaken. I misinterpreted you as an ally." The runes turn a bit darker.
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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
It is at the top of a mountain, watching mortals wander about their day. It sees Domination, and a voice speaks in his mind, yet doesn't at the same time. "A h . H e l l o."
Dominition simply smiles, then opens up with a deal.
"Would you want to make a deal?*wheeze* You have something I need, I have something you (probably) want.*wheeze*"
"F r o m w h a t I g a t h e r e d , o n e t y p i c a l l y o p e n s a m e e t i n g w i t h g r e e t i n g . B u t y o u h a v e p i q u e d m y c u r i o s i t y . W h a t d o y o u s p e ak o f t h a t I h a v e, w h e n I a m n o n e x i s t e n c e s o m e h o w m a n i f e s t , a n d w h a t d o y o u h a v e t h a t I w o u l d d e s i r e?"
"Knowledge, my friend. *wheeze* You have knowledge. *wheeze* As for what I have... I have plagues, and the power to stop any undesirable activities happening."
"W h a t y p e o f k n o w l e d g e w o u l d y o u w a n t ? A l t h o u g h I s e e n o t h o w p l a g u e s w o u l d a i d m e , a n d w h a t y o u c o u l d s t o p t h a t I c a n ' t . "
"You, simply put, know all the things about every Will!*Wheeze* And I want to know that stuff; where they are, what they do. *wheeze*And as for the things that I can stop that you can't... if there's a cult, devoted to some unwanted Will that you dislike, *wheeze* I could go, drop some plague, and be done. *wheeze* You, on the other hand, have to walk down this towering mountain, go to that cult, track them down separately *wheeze* and are unable to take them out as a whole. *Wheeze* I, my friend, could be your exterminator, all for the low, low price of what the other Wills are doing. *Wheeze*"
It thinks. " I d o n o t i n t e r f e r e m a j o r l y w i t h t h e w o r l d , a n d I a m n o t c h a n g i n g t h a t s o o n . H o w e v e r , I w i l l g r a n t y o u w h a t y o u s e e k . W h o o r w h a t d o y o u w i s h t o k n o w a b o u t ? I h a v e s e e n m a n y , m a n y t h i n g s , a n d w h i l e I w i l l n o t r e v e a l a l l , I c a n g r a n t o v e r v i e w s . "
*Boink
He quite literally agreed*
Dominition bows gratefully.
"How do I get in to the City of Order? *Wheeze* Is there any other way? *Wheeze*"
<Whoops, didn't see that>
"A h , s i m p l e . Y o u m u s t g a i n p e r m i s s i o n f r o m a m e m b e r o f t h e M y t h o s O f O r d e r t o p a s s i t s w a r d s . Y o u a l s o c o u l d d e s t r o y t h e m b y u s i n g e n o u g h o f y o u r P o w e r , b u t t h at w o u l d a l e r t t h e m a n d w o u l d n o t e x a c t l y g i v e t h e b e s t f i r s t i m p r e s s i o n . "
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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
Sarahphym has finally completed the Citadel of the Snow Angel, and sits atop their crystalline throne, admiring their own handiwork.
Cogintius has teleported to the Citadel, and walks into the hall. Arcane runes are swirling around him, and his smile seems plastered onto his face. "Sarahphym."
Sarah looks down at him from their throne. "Welcome, Cogintius. I take it you are here to admire my work as well?"
"...I suppose it's true, then. What you've done. Who you've killed. I was hoping it wasn't true, but it appears I've been mistaken. I misinterpreted you as an ally." The runes turn a bit darker.
There is a second of silence as the Snow Angel realizes what he's talking about. "...Ah... that..." They lean in a bit more towards the Will. "That was going to become something of value- Something well worth the fleeting despair- but the God Butcher cursed the land because I had neglected to do my yard work without first making peace with the ants. Tell me, Cogintius, would it be more wise to punish the architect, or the one who defaced the monument?"
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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)
It is at the top of a mountain, watching mortals wander about their day. It sees Domination, and a voice speaks in his mind, yet doesn't at the same time. "A h . H e l l o."
Dominition simply smiles, then opens up with a deal.
"Would you want to make a deal?*wheeze* You have something I need, I have something you (probably) want.*wheeze*"
"F r o m w h a t I g a t h e r e d , o n e t y p i c a l l y o p e n s a m e e t i n g w i t h g r e e t i n g . B u t y o u h a v e p i q u e d m y c u r i o s i t y . W h a t d o y o u s p e ak o f t h a t I h a v e, w h e n I a m n o n e x i s t e n c e s o m e h o w m a n i f e s t , a n d w h a t d o y o u h a v e t h a t I w o u l d d e s i r e?"
"Knowledge, my friend. *wheeze* You have knowledge. *wheeze* As for what I have... I have plagues, and the power to stop any undesirable activities happening."
"W h a t y p e o f k n o w l e d g e w o u l d y o u w a n t ? A l t h o u g h I s e e n o t h o w p l a g u e s w o u l d a i d m e , a n d w h a t y o u c o u l d s t o p t h a t I c a n ' t . "
"You, simply put, know all the things about every Will!*Wheeze* And I want to know that stuff; where they are, what they do. *wheeze*And as for the things that I can stop that you can't... if there's a cult, devoted to some unwanted Will that you dislike, *wheeze* I could go, drop some plague, and be done. *wheeze* You, on the other hand, have to walk down this towering mountain, go to that cult, track them down separately *wheeze* and are unable to take them out as a whole. *Wheeze* I, my friend, could be your exterminator, all for the low, low price of what the other Wills are doing. *Wheeze*"
It thinks. " I d o n o t i n t e r f e r e m a j o r l y w i t h t h e w o r l d , a n d I a m n o t c h a n g i n g t h a t s o o n . H o w e v e r , I w i l l g r a n t y o u w h a t y o u s e e k . W h o o r w h a t d o y o u w i s h t o k n o w a b o u t ? I h a v e s e e n m a n y , m a n y t h i n g s , a n d w h i l e I w i l l n o t r e v e a l a l l , I c a n g r a n t o v e r v i e w s . "
*Boink
He quite literally agreed*
Dominition bows gratefully.
"How do I get in to the City of Order? *Wheeze* Is there any other way? *Wheeze*"
<Whoops, didn't see that>
"A h , s i m p l e . Y o u m u s t g a i n p e r m i s s i o n f r o m a m e m b e r o f t h e M y t h o s O f O r d e r t o p a s s i t s w a r d s . Y o u a l s o c o u l d d e s t r o y t h e m b y u s i n g e n o u g h o f y o u r P o w e r , b u t t h at w o u l d a l e r t t h e m a n d w o u l d n o t e x a c t l y g i v e t h e b e s t f i r s t i m p r e s s i o n . "
Dominition curses under his breath.
"Is there any member that would let me in? *Wheeze* without letting the other members know?*Wheeze*"
Sarahphym has finally completed the Citadel of the Snow Angel, and sits atop their crystalline throne, admiring their own handiwork.
Cogintius has teleported to the Citadel, and walks into the hall. Arcane runes are swirling around him, and his smile seems plastered onto his face. "Sarahphym."
Sarah looks down at him from their throne. "Welcome, Cogintius. I take it you are here to admire my work as well?"
"...I suppose it's true, then. What you've done. Who you've killed. I was hoping it wasn't true, but it appears I've been mistaken. I misinterpreted you as an ally." The runes turn a bit darker.
There is a second of silence as the Snow Angel realizes what he's talking about. "...Ah... that..." They lean in a bit more towards the Will. "That was going to become something of value- Something well worth the fleeting despair- but the God Butcher cursed the land because I had neglected to do my yard work without first making peace with the ants. Tell me, Cogintius, would it be more wise to punish the architect, or the one who defaced the monument?"
"That monument caused mass destruction of mortal homes and lives, large amounts of terror, injury, and chaos, all for a citadel that could have been built in empty space. Although I barely know anything about this God Butcher, my respect goes to him for attempting to stop you." He grips his spear tightly. "Enlighten me, Snow Angel, although that title doesn't seem to accurately portray your virtue. With power to the point of making mortals seem like ants in comparison as you described, does one not have a responsibility to manage those subjects' wellbeing? That if you have complete control over their life and death, you should treat them kindly if they respect you in return? They did nothing to deserve death. The only one here who does is you."
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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
It is at the top of a mountain, watching mortals wander about their day. It sees Domination, and a voice speaks in his mind, yet doesn't at the same time. "A h . H e l l o."
Dominition simply smiles, then opens up with a deal.
"Would you want to make a deal?*wheeze* You have something I need, I have something you (probably) want.*wheeze*"
"F r o m w h a t I g a t h e r e d , o n e t y p i c a l l y o p e n s a m e e t i n g w i t h g r e e t i n g . B u t y o u h a v e p i q u e d m y c u r i o s i t y . W h a t d o y o u s p e ak o f t h a t I h a v e, w h e n I a m n o n e x i s t e n c e s o m e h o w m a n i f e s t , a n d w h a t d o y o u h a v e t h a t I w o u l d d e s i r e?"
"Knowledge, my friend. *wheeze* You have knowledge. *wheeze* As for what I have... I have plagues, and the power to stop any undesirable activities happening."
"W h a t y p e o f k n o w l e d g e w o u l d y o u w a n t ? A l t h o u g h I s e e n o t h o w p l a g u e s w o u l d a i d m e , a n d w h a t y o u c o u l d s t o p t h a t I c a n ' t . "
"You, simply put, know all the things about every Will!*Wheeze* And I want to know that stuff; where they are, what they do. *wheeze*And as for the things that I can stop that you can't... if there's a cult, devoted to some unwanted Will that you dislike, *wheeze* I could go, drop some plague, and be done. *wheeze* You, on the other hand, have to walk down this towering mountain, go to that cult, track them down separately *wheeze* and are unable to take them out as a whole. *Wheeze* I, my friend, could be your exterminator, all for the low, low price of what the other Wills are doing. *Wheeze*"
It thinks. " I d o n o t i n t e r f e r e m a j o r l y w i t h t h e w o r l d , a n d I a m n o t c h a n g i n g t h a t s o o n . H o w e v e r , I w i l l g r a n t y o u w h a t y o u s e e k . W h o o r w h a t d o y o u w i s h t o k n o w a b o u t ? I h a v e s e e n m a n y , m a n y t h i n g s , a n d w h i l e I w i l l n o t r e v e a l a l l , I c a n g r a n t o v e r v i e w s . "
*Boink
He quite literally agreed*
Dominition bows gratefully.
"How do I get in to the City of Order? *Wheeze* Is there any other way? *Wheeze*"
<Whoops, didn't see that>
"A h , s i m p l e . Y o u m u s t g a i n p e r m i s s i o n f r o m a m e m b e r o f t h e M y t h o s O f O r d e r t o p a s s i t s w a r d s . Y o u a l s o c o u l d d e s t r o y t h e m b y u s i n g e n o u g h o f y o u r P o w e r , b u t t h at w o u l d a l e r t t h e m a n d w o u l d n o t e x a c t l y g i v e t h e b e s t f i r s t i m p r e s s i o n . "
Dominition curses under his breath.
"Is there any member that would let me in? *Wheeze* without letting the other members know?*Wheeze*"
It thinks. " W h a t a r e y o u r i n t e n t i o n s f o r e n t r y ? "
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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
It is at the top of a mountain, watching mortals wander about their day. It sees Domination, and a voice speaks in his mind, yet doesn't at the same time. "A h . H e l l o."
Dominition simply smiles, then opens up with a deal.
"Would you want to make a deal?*wheeze* You have something I need, I have something you (probably) want.*wheeze*"
"F r o m w h a t I g a t h e r e d , o n e t y p i c a l l y o p e n s a m e e t i n g w i t h g r e e t i n g . B u t y o u h a v e p i q u e d m y c u r i o s i t y . W h a t d o y o u s p e ak o f t h a t I h a v e, w h e n I a m n o n e x i s t e n c e s o m e h o w m a n i f e s t , a n d w h a t d o y o u h a v e t h a t I w o u l d d e s i r e?"
"Knowledge, my friend. *wheeze* You have knowledge. *wheeze* As for what I have... I have plagues, and the power to stop any undesirable activities happening."
"W h a t y p e o f k n o w l e d g e w o u l d y o u w a n t ? A l t h o u g h I s e e n o t h o w p l a g u e s w o u l d a i d m e , a n d w h a t y o u c o u l d s t o p t h a t I c a n ' t . "
"You, simply put, know all the things about every Will!*Wheeze* And I want to know that stuff; where they are, what they do. *wheeze*And as for the things that I can stop that you can't... if there's a cult, devoted to some unwanted Will that you dislike, *wheeze* I could go, drop some plague, and be done. *wheeze* You, on the other hand, have to walk down this towering mountain, go to that cult, track them down separately *wheeze* and are unable to take them out as a whole. *Wheeze* I, my friend, could be your exterminator, all for the low, low price of what the other Wills are doing. *Wheeze*"
It thinks. " I d o n o t i n t e r f e r e m a j o r l y w i t h t h e w o r l d , a n d I a m n o t c h a n g i n g t h a t s o o n . H o w e v e r , I w i l l g r a n t y o u w h a t y o u s e e k . W h o o r w h a t d o y o u w i s h t o k n o w a b o u t ? I h a v e s e e n m a n y , m a n y t h i n g s , a n d w h i l e I w i l l n o t r e v e a l a l l , I c a n g r a n t o v e r v i e w s . "
*Boink
He quite literally agreed*
Dominition bows gratefully.
"How do I get in to the City of Order? *Wheeze* Is there any other way? *Wheeze*"
<Whoops, didn't see that>
"A h , s i m p l e . Y o u m u s t g a i n p e r m i s s i o n f r o m a m e m b e r o f t h e M y t h o s O f O r d e r t o p a s s i t s w a r d s . Y o u a l s o c o u l d d e s t r o y t h e m b y u s i n g e n o u g h o f y o u r P o w e r , b u t t h at w o u l d a l e r t t h e m a n d w o u l d n o t e x a c t l y g i v e t h e b e s t f i r s t i m p r e s s i o n . "
Dominition curses under his breath.
"Is there any member that would let me in? *Wheeze* without letting the other members know?*Wheeze*"
It thinks. " W h a t a r e y o u r i n t e n t i o n s f o r e n t r y ? "
"Weeellllllllll... *wheeze* I want more recognition. *Wheeze* Right now, I'm some backwoods nobody that has only ruined one Herionidian Festival *wheeze*"
Sarahphym has finally completed the Citadel of the Snow Angel, and sits atop their crystalline throne, admiring their own handiwork.
Cogintius has teleported to the Citadel, and walks into the hall. Arcane runes are swirling around him, and his smile seems plastered onto his face. "Sarahphym."
Sarah looks down at him from their throne. "Welcome, Cogintius. I take it you are here to admire my work as well?"
"...I suppose it's true, then. What you've done. Who you've killed. I was hoping it wasn't true, but it appears I've been mistaken. I misinterpreted you as an ally." The runes turn a bit darker.
There is a second of silence as the Snow Angel realizes what he's talking about. "...Ah... that..." They lean in a bit more towards the Will. "That was going to become something of value- Something well worth the fleeting despair- but the God Butcher cursed the land because I had neglected to do my yard work without first making peace with the ants. Tell me, Cogintius, would it be more wise to punish the architect, or the one who defaced the monument?"
"That monument caused mass destruction of mortal homes and lives, large amounts of terror, injury, and chaos, all for a citadel that could have been built in empty space. Although I barely know anything about this God Butcher, my respect goes to him for attempting to stop you." He grips his spear tightly. "Enlighten me, Snow Angel, although that title doesn't seem to accurately portray your virtue. With power to the point of making mortals seem like ants in comparison as you described, does one not have a responsibility to manage those subjects' wellbeing? That if you have complete control over their life and death, you should treat them kindly if they respect you in return? They did nothing to deserve death. The only one here who does is you."
It's clear that Sarah is not taking this as seriously as they should be- if they could roll their nonexistent eyes, they would be. "Do you forget where we are? This citadel in which you stand is built in empty space." *the Citadel is on the giant floating disc of ice they made- the new Frostbitten Wastes are where the destruction happened.* And, as I said before, that waste was about to become something of significance before I was forced to relocate- a place the mortals could live with only as much strife as is needed for them to flourish. Is that not why you approved of my concept of winter when we first met- momentary pain to promote their overall welfare?" They pause, leaning back into their throne, looking out one of the hall's grand windows. " I care more for the mortals than they do for each other- they rarely remember their dead for long, and I gave them all a proper burial."
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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)
It is at the top of a mountain, watching mortals wander about their day. It sees Domination, and a voice speaks in his mind, yet doesn't at the same time. "A h . H e l l o."
Dominition simply smiles, then opens up with a deal.
"Would you want to make a deal?*wheeze* You have something I need, I have something you (probably) want.*wheeze*"
"F r o m w h a t I g a t h e r e d , o n e t y p i c a l l y o p e n s a m e e t i n g w i t h g r e e t i n g . B u t y o u h a v e p i q u e d m y c u r i o s i t y . W h a t d o y o u s p e ak o f t h a t I h a v e, w h e n I a m n o n e x i s t e n c e s o m e h o w m a n i f e s t , a n d w h a t d o y o u h a v e t h a t I w o u l d d e s i r e?"
"Knowledge, my friend. *wheeze* You have knowledge. *wheeze* As for what I have... I have plagues, and the power to stop any undesirable activities happening."
"W h a t y p e o f k n o w l e d g e w o u l d y o u w a n t ? A l t h o u g h I s e e n o t h o w p l a g u e s w o u l d a i d m e , a n d w h a t y o u c o u l d s t o p t h a t I c a n ' t . "
"You, simply put, know all the things about every Will!*Wheeze* And I want to know that stuff; where they are, what they do. *wheeze*And as for the things that I can stop that you can't... if there's a cult, devoted to some unwanted Will that you dislike, *wheeze* I could go, drop some plague, and be done. *wheeze* You, on the other hand, have to walk down this towering mountain, go to that cult, track them down separately *wheeze* and are unable to take them out as a whole. *Wheeze* I, my friend, could be your exterminator, all for the low, low price of what the other Wills are doing. *Wheeze*"
It thinks. " I d o n o t i n t e r f e r e m a j o r l y w i t h t h e w o r l d , a n d I a m n o t c h a n g i n g t h a t s o o n . H o w e v e r , I w i l l g r a n t y o u w h a t y o u s e e k . W h o o r w h a t d o y o u w i s h t o k n o w a b o u t ? I h a v e s e e n m a n y , m a n y t h i n g s , a n d w h i l e I w i l l n o t r e v e a l a l l , I c a n g r a n t o v e r v i e w s . "
*Boink
He quite literally agreed*
Dominition bows gratefully.
"How do I get in to the City of Order? *Wheeze* Is there any other way? *Wheeze*"
<Whoops, didn't see that>
"A h , s i m p l e . Y o u m u s t g a i n p e r m i s s i o n f r o m a m e m b e r o f t h e M y t h o s O f O r d e r t o p a s s i t s w a r d s . Y o u a l s o c o u l d d e s t r o y t h e m b y u s i n g e n o u g h o f y o u r P o w e r , b u t t h at w o u l d a l e r t t h e m a n d w o u l d n o t e x a c t l y g i v e t h e b e s t f i r s t i m p r e s s i o n . "
Dominition curses under his breath.
"Is there any member that would let me in? *Wheeze* without letting the other members know?*Wheeze*"
It thinks. " W h a t a r e y o u r i n t e n t i o n s f o r e n t r y ? "
"Weeellllllllll... *wheeze* I want more recognition. *Wheeze* Right now, I'm some backwoods nobody that has only ruined one Herionidian Festival *wheeze*"
" Y o u w i s h t o g a i n f a m e b y c r e a t i n g m a s s p l a g u e s t h a t w i l l l i k e l y m a k e a l l h a t e y o u ? I n t e r e s t i n g . N e v e r t h e l e s s , t h e r e i s o n e . H o w e v e r , I d o n o t w i s h t o r e v e a l i t e a s i l y . "
The void seems to be struggling, but after a bit they create a single piece of paper, facedown on a pedestal.
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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
It is at the top of a mountain, watching mortals wander about their day. It sees Domination, and a voice speaks in his mind, yet doesn't at the same time. "A h . H e l l o."
Dominition simply smiles, then opens up with a deal.
"Would you want to make a deal?*wheeze* You have something I need, I have something you (probably) want.*wheeze*"
"F r o m w h a t I g a t h e r e d , o n e t y p i c a l l y o p e n s a m e e t i n g w i t h g r e e t i n g . B u t y o u h a v e p i q u e d m y c u r i o s i t y . W h a t d o y o u s p e ak o f t h a t I h a v e, w h e n I a m n o n e x i s t e n c e s o m e h o w m a n i f e s t , a n d w h a t d o y o u h a v e t h a t I w o u l d d e s i r e?"
"Knowledge, my friend. *wheeze* You have knowledge. *wheeze* As for what I have... I have plagues, and the power to stop any undesirable activities happening."
"W h a t y p e o f k n o w l e d g e w o u l d y o u w a n t ? A l t h o u g h I s e e n o t h o w p l a g u e s w o u l d a i d m e , a n d w h a t y o u c o u l d s t o p t h a t I c a n ' t . "
"You, simply put, know all the things about every Will!*Wheeze* And I want to know that stuff; where they are, what they do. *wheeze*And as for the things that I can stop that you can't... if there's a cult, devoted to some unwanted Will that you dislike, *wheeze* I could go, drop some plague, and be done. *wheeze* You, on the other hand, have to walk down this towering mountain, go to that cult, track them down separately *wheeze* and are unable to take them out as a whole. *Wheeze* I, my friend, could be your exterminator, all for the low, low price of what the other Wills are doing. *Wheeze*"
It thinks. " I d o n o t i n t e r f e r e m a j o r l y w i t h t h e w o r l d , a n d I a m n o t c h a n g i n g t h a t s o o n . H o w e v e r , I w i l l g r a n t y o u w h a t y o u s e e k . W h o o r w h a t d o y o u w i s h t o k n o w a b o u t ? I h a v e s e e n m a n y , m a n y t h i n g s , a n d w h i l e I w i l l n o t r e v e a l a l l , I c a n g r a n t o v e r v i e w s . "
*Boink
He quite literally agreed*
Dominition bows gratefully.
"How do I get in to the City of Order? *Wheeze* Is there any other way? *Wheeze*"
<Whoops, didn't see that>
"A h , s i m p l e . Y o u m u s t g a i n p e r m i s s i o n f r o m a m e m b e r o f t h e M y t h o s O f O r d e r t o p a s s i t s w a r d s . Y o u a l s o c o u l d d e s t r o y t h e m b y u s i n g e n o u g h o f y o u r P o w e r , b u t t h at w o u l d a l e r t t h e m a n d w o u l d n o t e x a c t l y g i v e t h e b e s t f i r s t i m p r e s s i o n . "
Dominition curses under his breath.
"Is there any member that would let me in? *Wheeze* without letting the other members know?*Wheeze*"
It thinks. " W h a t a r e y o u r i n t e n t i o n s f o r e n t r y ? "
"Weeellllllllll... *wheeze* I want more recognition. *Wheeze* Right now, I'm some backwoods nobody that has only ruined one Herionidian Festival *wheeze*"
" Y o u w i s h t o g a i n f a m e b y c r e a t i n g m a s s p l a g u e s t h a t w i l l l i k e l y m a k e a l l h a t e y o u ? I n t e r e s t i n g . N e v e r t h e l e s s , t h e r e i s o n e . H o w e v e r , I d o n o t w i s h t o r e v e a l i t e a s i l y . "
The void seems to be struggling, but after a bit they create a single piece of paper, facedown on a pedestal.
Szerucharz is beneath the Citadel, waiting patiently for Cog to come back down and grant him permission to kill.
A very tiny note drops out of a portal next to Scarucharz, their many eyes allowing them to read that Happy Chaos has finished the machine so they can play guilty gear whenever he comes to visit.
Szerucharz is beneath the Citadel, waiting patiently for Cog to come back down and grant him permission to kill.
A very tiny note drops out of a portal next to Scarucharz, their many eyes allowing them to read that Happy Chaos has finished the machine so they can play guilty gear whenever he comes to visit.
*Not interrupting, just here to inform.*
The Butcher gives a thumbs up, then realizes that no one can see it and writes a note back: "Busy right now, but will play soon."
Sarahphym has finally completed the Citadel of the Snow Angel, and sits atop their crystalline throne, admiring their own handiwork.
Cogintius has teleported to the Citadel, and walks into the hall. Arcane runes are swirling around him, and his smile seems plastered onto his face. "Sarahphym."
Sarah looks down at him from their throne. "Welcome, Cogintius. I take it you are here to admire my work as well?"
"...I suppose it's true, then. What you've done. Who you've killed. I was hoping it wasn't true, but it appears I've been mistaken. I misinterpreted you as an ally." The runes turn a bit darker.
There is a second of silence as the Snow Angel realizes what he's talking about. "...Ah... that..." They lean in a bit more towards the Will. "That was going to become something of value- Something well worth the fleeting despair- but the God Butcher cursed the land because I had neglected to do my yard work without first making peace with the ants. Tell me, Cogintius, would it be more wise to punish the architect, or the one who defaced the monument?"
"That monument caused mass destruction of mortal homes and lives, large amounts of terror, injury, and chaos, all for a citadel that could have been built in empty space. Although I barely know anything about this God Butcher, my respect goes to him for attempting to stop you." He grips his spear tightly. "Enlighten me, Snow Angel, although that title doesn't seem to accurately portray your virtue. With power to the point of making mortals seem like ants in comparison as you described, does one not have a responsibility to manage those subjects' wellbeing? That if you have complete control over their life and death, you should treat them kindly if they respect you in return? They did nothing to deserve death. The only one here who does is you."
It's clear that Sarah is not taking this as seriously as they should be- if they could roll their nonexistent eyes, they would be. "Do you forget where we are? This citadel in which you stand is built in empty space." *the Citadel is on the giant floating disc of ice they made- the new Frostbitten Wastes are where the destruction happened.* And, as I said before, that waste was about to become something of significance before I was forced to relocate- a place the mortals could live with only as much strife as is needed for them to flourish. Is that not why you approved of my concept of winter when we first met- momentary pain to promote their overall welfare?" They pause, leaning back into their throne, looking out one of the hall's grand windows. " I care more for the mortals than they do for each other- they rarely remember their dead for long, and I gave them all a proper burial."
"I met one of your victims. He became a Will somehow, but all of the rest of his family died. He was very much in grief, even if he tried to hide it. If you truly understand mortals, you know very well that they care for each other, that they mourn other's deaths. If you did, you wouldn't have doomed them to an early death. By the underworld, they seem to care more then you when it isn't even their hands the blood is stained with! If you put them through suffering, then perhaps I should return it to you." His spear glows, and so do the runes.
*How many power points does Sarahphym have?*
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Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
It is at the top of a mountain, watching mortals wander about their day. It sees Domination, and a voice speaks in his mind, yet doesn't at the same time. "A h . H e l l o."
Dominition simply smiles, then opens up with a deal.
"Would you want to make a deal?*wheeze* You have something I need, I have something you (probably) want.*wheeze*"
"F r o m w h a t I g a t h e r e d , o n e t y p i c a l l y o p e n s a m e e t i n g w i t h g r e e t i n g . B u t y o u h a v e p i q u e d m y c u r i o s i t y . W h a t d o y o u s p e ak o f t h a t I h a v e, w h e n I a m n o n e x i s t e n c e s o m e h o w m a n i f e s t , a n d w h a t d o y o u h a v e t h a t I w o u l d d e s i r e?"
"Knowledge, my friend. *wheeze* You have knowledge. *wheeze* As for what I have... I have plagues, and the power to stop any undesirable activities happening."
"W h a t y p e o f k n o w l e d g e w o u l d y o u w a n t ? A l t h o u g h I s e e n o t h o w p l a g u e s w o u l d a i d m e , a n d w h a t y o u c o u l d s t o p t h a t I c a n ' t . "
"You, simply put, know all the things about every Will!*Wheeze* And I want to know that stuff; where they are, what they do. *wheeze*And as for the things that I can stop that you can't... if there's a cult, devoted to some unwanted Will that you dislike, *wheeze* I could go, drop some plague, and be done. *wheeze* You, on the other hand, have to walk down this towering mountain, go to that cult, track them down separately *wheeze* and are unable to take them out as a whole. *Wheeze* I, my friend, could be your exterminator, all for the low, low price of what the other Wills are doing. *Wheeze*"
It thinks. " I d o n o t i n t e r f e r e m a j o r l y w i t h t h e w o r l d , a n d I a m n o t c h a n g i n g t h a t s o o n . H o w e v e r , I w i l l g r a n t y o u w h a t y o u s e e k . W h o o r w h a t d o y o u w i s h t o k n o w a b o u t ? I h a v e s e e n m a n y , m a n y t h i n g s , a n d w h i l e I w i l l n o t r e v e a l a l l , I c a n g r a n t o v e r v i e w s . "
*Boink
He quite literally agreed*
Dominition bows gratefully.
"How do I get in to the City of Order? *Wheeze* Is there any other way? *Wheeze*"
<Whoops, didn't see that>
"A h , s i m p l e . Y o u m u s t g a i n p e r m i s s i o n f r o m a m e m b e r o f t h e M y t h o s O f O r d e r t o p a s s i t s w a r d s . Y o u a l s o c o u l d d e s t r o y t h e m b y u s i n g e n o u g h o f y o u r P o w e r , b u t t h at w o u l d a l e r t t h e m a n d w o u l d n o t e x a c t l y g i v e t h e b e s t f i r s t i m p r e s s i o n . "
Dominition curses under his breath.
"Is there any member that would let me in? *Wheeze* without letting the other members know?*Wheeze*"
It thinks. " W h a t a r e y o u r i n t e n t i o n s f o r e n t r y ? "
"Weeellllllllll... *wheeze* I want more recognition. *Wheeze* Right now, I'm some backwoods nobody that has only ruined one Herionidian Festival *wheeze*"
" Y o u w i s h t o g a i n f a m e b y c r e a t i n g m a s s p l a g u e s t h a t w i l l l i k e l y m a k e a l l h a t e y o u ? I n t e r e s t i n g . N e v e r t h e l e s s , t h e r e i s o n e . H o w e v e r , I d o n o t w i s h t o r e v e a l i t e a s i l y . "
The void seems to be struggling, but after a bit they create a single piece of paper, facedown on a pedestal.
Dominition stares a the paper.
"What do you want me to do? *Wheeze*"
" I t h a s c l u e s a s t o t h e o n e t h a t m i g h t a i d y o u o n t h e o t h e r s i d e . T h a t , o r d e c i e v e t h e M y t h o s , b u t w i t h o u t s t e a l t h y o u w o u l d l i k e l y b e f o u n d . T h i s i s a l l I w i l l p r o v i d e . " Suddenly, it appears to collapse, and is gone.
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Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
"Gah, this is fruitless! *Wheeze* You're not gonna agree to anything are you?*Wheeze* Freaking Void."
Dominition prepares to teleport away from the mountaintop.
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*Boink
He quite literally agreed*
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Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
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Cogintius has teleported to the Citadel, and walks into the hall. Arcane runes are swirling around him, and his smile seems plastered onto his face. "Sarahphym."
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Sarah looks down at him from their throne. "Welcome, Cogintius. I take it you are here to admire my work as well?"
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
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Dominition bows gratefully.
"How do I get in to the City of Order? *Wheeze* Is there any other way? *Wheeze*"
<Whoops, didn't see that>
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"...I suppose it's true, then. What you've done. Who you've killed. I was hoping it wasn't true, but it appears I've been mistaken. I misinterpreted you as an ally." The runes turn a bit darker.
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Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
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"A h , s i m p l e . Y o u m u s t g a i n p e r m i s s i o n f r o m a m e m b e r o f t h e M y t h o s O f O r d e r t o p a s s i t s w a r d s . Y o u a l s o c o u l d d e s t r o y t h e m b y u s i n g e n o u g h o f y o u r P o w e r , b u t t h at w o u l d a l e r t t h e m a n d w o u l d n o t e x a c t l y g i v e t h e b e s t f i r s t i m p r e s s i o n . "
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Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
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There is a second of silence as the Snow Angel realizes what he's talking about. "...Ah... that..." They lean in a bit more towards the Will. "That was going to become something of value- Something well worth the fleeting despair- but the God Butcher cursed the land because I had neglected to do my yard work without first making peace with the ants. Tell me, Cogintius, would it be more wise to punish the architect, or the one who defaced the monument?"
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)
Dominition curses under his breath.
"Is there any member that would let me in? *Wheeze* without letting the other members know?*Wheeze*"
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
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"That monument caused mass destruction of mortal homes and lives, large amounts of terror, injury, and chaos, all for a citadel that could have been built in empty space. Although I barely know anything about this God Butcher, my respect goes to him for attempting to stop you." He grips his spear tightly. "Enlighten me, Snow Angel, although that title doesn't seem to accurately portray your virtue. With power to the point of making mortals seem like ants in comparison as you described, does one not have a responsibility to manage those subjects' wellbeing? That if you have complete control over their life and death, you should treat them kindly if they respect you in return? They did nothing to deserve death. The only one here who does is you."
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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Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
It thinks. " W h a t a r e y o u r i n t e n t i o n s f o r e n t r y ? "
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
"Weeellllllllll... *wheeze* I want more recognition. *Wheeze* Right now, I'm some backwoods nobody that has only ruined one Herionidian Festival *wheeze*"
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
Proud member of the EVIL JEFF CULT! PRAISE JEFF!
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It's clear that Sarah is not taking this as seriously as they should be- if they could roll their nonexistent eyes, they would be. "Do you forget where we are? This citadel in which you stand is built in empty space." *the Citadel is on the giant floating disc of ice they made- the new Frostbitten Wastes are where the destruction happened.* And, as I said before, that waste was about to become something of significance before I was forced to relocate- a place the mortals could live with only as much strife as is needed for them to flourish. Is that not why you approved of my concept of winter when we first met- momentary pain to promote their overall welfare?" They pause, leaning back into their throne, looking out one of the hall's grand windows. " I care more for the mortals than they do for each other- they rarely remember their dead for long, and I gave them all a proper burial."
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)
*Nice argument. However,*
Szerucharz is beneath the Citadel, waiting patiently for Cog to come back down and grant him permission to kill.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
" Y o u w i s h t o g a i n f a m e b y c r e a t i n g m a s s p l a g u e s t h a t w i l l l i k e l y m a k e a l l h a t e y o u ? I n t e r e s t i n g . N e v e r t h e l e s s , t h e r e i s o n e . H o w e v e r , I d o n o t w i s h t o r e v e a l i t e a s i l y . "
The void seems to be struggling, but after a bit they create a single piece of paper, facedown on a pedestal.
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
Dominition stares a the paper.
"What do you want me to do? *Wheeze*"
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
Proud member of the EVIL JEFF CULT! PRAISE JEFF!
Homebrew Races: HERE Homebrew Spells: HERE Homebrew Monsters: HERE
MORE OF ME! (And platypodes/platypi/platypuses) (Extended signature)
A very tiny note drops out of a portal next to Scarucharz, their many eyes allowing them to read that Happy Chaos has finished the machine so they can play guilty gear whenever he comes to visit.
*Not interrupting, just here to inform.*
The Butcher gives a thumbs up, then realizes that no one can see it and writes a note back: "Busy right now, but will play soon."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I met one of your victims. He became a Will somehow, but all of the rest of his family died. He was very much in grief, even if he tried to hide it. If you truly understand mortals, you know very well that they care for each other, that they mourn other's deaths. If you did, you wouldn't have doomed them to an early death. By the underworld, they seem to care more then you when it isn't even their hands the blood is stained with! If you put them through suffering, then perhaps I should return it to you." His spear glows, and so do the runes.
*How many power points does Sarahphym have?*
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
" I t h a s c l u e s a s t o t h e o n e t h a t m i g h t a i d y o u o n t h e o t h e r s i d e . T h a t , o r d e c i e v e t h e M y t h o s , b u t w i t h o u t s t e a l t h y o u w o u l d l i k e l y b e f o u n d . T h i s i s a l l I w i l l p r o v i d e . " Suddenly, it appears to collapse, and is gone.
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