"I see. Why bother me, pest? I'm sure someone else would be much more awake and significantly more willing to entertain your delusions."
“A-A-Awww come on, don’t you wanna have a little c-c-c-chat? It must get boring down there! P-P-Please? Fine… I’ll cut the annoying chitchat-… I just want to… learn about this world!”
"Heh. How original of you. You would be much happier choosing a less... harmful task. I've seen the truth of this universe's origins, and it drained me. The thoughts alone burn within my skull, so badly that I buried it in the ground and grew... well, that's a secret for later." He chuckles. "But of course, you mean current events, don't you? I've not kept up with them. So much politics, so many writhing god-things not worth the effort to destroy."
“Alright- fine… didn’t want to learn about this world, that was a lie. I heard of someone named Szerucharz, someone who’s… known for killing gods. I want to know about this Szerucharz… to be honest…” he stutters. There’s a constant background chatter, all seemingly Olliphander’s voice, saying different things constantly.
"Heh. How original of you. You would be much happier choosing a less... harmful task. I've seen the truth of this universe's origins, and it drained me. The thoughts alone burn within my skull, so badly that I buried it in the ground and grew... well, that's a secret for later." He chuckles. "But of course, you mean current events, don't you? I've not kept up with them. So much politics, so many writhing god-things not worth the effort to destroy."
“Alright- fine… didn’t want to learn about this world, that was a lie. I heard of someone named Szerucharz, someone who’s… known for killing gods. I want to know about this Szerucharz… to be honest…” he stutters. There’s a constant background chatter, all seemingly Olliphander’s voice, saying different things constantly.
"False pretense after false pretense. I wonder how many licks it will take to get to your gooey center. Nevertheless, I am Szerucharz. The Butcher. I devoured the world before, leaving only the demons as leftovers. Care to have a word in person? Or will you keep hiding where neither of us can develop any sort of trust for one another?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Heh. How original of you. You would be much happier choosing a less... harmful task. I've seen the truth of this universe's origins, and it drained me. The thoughts alone burn within my skull, so badly that I buried it in the ground and grew... well, that's a secret for later." He chuckles. "But of course, you mean current events, don't you? I've not kept up with them. So much politics, so many writhing god-things not worth the effort to destroy."
“Alright- fine… didn’t want to learn about this world, that was a lie. I heard of someone named Szerucharz, someone who’s… known for killing gods. I want to know about this Szerucharz… to be honest…” he stutters. There’s a constant background chatter, all seemingly Olliphander’s voice, saying different things constantly.
"False pretense after false pretense. I wonder how many licks it will take to get to your gooey center. Nevertheless, I am Szerucharz. The Butcher. I devoured the world before, leaving only the demons as leftovers. Care to have a word in person? Or will you keep hiding where neither of us can develop any sort of trust for one another?"
“Well… f-fair point. But, uh, I’m not sure I can leave my tower… I’m in the city of order right now. Well, I could… I think, I just haven’t yet.”
It fully smiles "I, am Urlat, god of chaos... if there aren't any other ones?... ah- I still am!" it pulls out a giant mug of beer from it's mouth
“You are strange… I like you. I am a… deity… if that’s the right word… of perfection.”
"So, ya want beer?" It shuts it's eyes a bit
“What’s… beer?”
"It's a horrible tasting liquid, but you get drunk!"
“Seems… unpleasant.”
"Okay, If you don't want too" "Say, what is your 'backstory'? what was life like too you?"
“Well… I was born out of the mad dream of a demented artist… and I’ve been in this ocean ever since. I’ve been thought of as a monster for as long as people knew about me…”
"Why, why did people think of you as a monster? where they stupid?!" It's right side of it's face swings right "I'LL TEAR THEM APEART!!! WHO?! WHO DARED TO!??! I'LL SHOW THEM WHAT A 'MONSTER REALLY IS!!! I WILL END THEM!!!!!"
“N-no… you don’t have to do that… I mean, even if it was an accident… I have killed a few of them.”
It's jaw goes back to normal "Sorry- sorry! this idiot thinks it can solve everything with violence!" It's jaw swings left "Stop fighting, please..."
Sargassa seems a bit concerned, sinking lower into the water. “Are you… alright?”
It goes back to normal "Yeah... three minds can be a bit strange" It slithers inro the ocean
“Three minds? How interesting. I have three heads yet only one brain.”
"False pretense after false pretense. I wonder how many licks it will take to get to your gooey center. Nevertheless, I am Szerucharz. The Butcher. I devoured the world before, leaving only the demons as leftovers. Care to have a word in person? Or will you keep hiding where neither of us can develop any sort of trust for one another?"
“Well… f-fair point. But, uh, I’m not sure I can leave my tower… I’m in the city of order right now. Well, I could… I think, I just haven’t yet.”
"Then I shall come to you." He gets up and starts heading for the city. "Tell me about yourself. Recently ascended, I assume?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Zeon would walk over to the Rat Leader's desk. "Was is next needed for your plans. I am free to help if you are in need of it."
It chitters, smoking from it’s soul pipe.
currently… three things. The Crown of Slaughter, once Herionidus’ flower crown, the deathbloom, Herionidus’ grave flower, and power. Raw power. As much as we can get.
"Hm...I recall hearing of this Crown of Slaughter. It's voice echoed out for one to claim it around the time of Faltros's death. I know not where it currently resides however. The Deathbloom however, I do know of it's location." Zeon says.
The rat pauses. It takes a second, looking up from it’s papers.
….what?
"The Crown of Slaughter attempted to gain a...vessel I suppose, but has been silent since so I assume someone has possession of it. Faltros was slain by a collection of Will, though Cogintius struck the killing blow. A few Wills were attempting to stop the vampires that had been slaughtering the mortals in the valley, and now beyond the valley's borders. They when to the vampire's hiding place to confront them. One of the Wills, one I am acquainted with, took the Deathbloom after accidentally activating it. Said she was fearful of others coming to take it for more nefarious purposes since the tomb has been opened and the Valley restored, which drew a lot of attention to the place." Zeon says, covering all the info it shared prior.
*Incase you missed this*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"False pretense after false pretense. I wonder how many licks it will take to get to your gooey center. Nevertheless, I am Szerucharz. The Butcher. I devoured the world before, leaving only the demons as leftovers. Care to have a word in person? Or will you keep hiding where neither of us can develop any sort of trust for one another?"
“Well… f-fair point. But, uh, I’m not sure I can leave my tower… I’m in the city of order right now. Well, I could… I think, I just haven’t yet.”
"Then I shall come to you." He gets up and starts heading for the city. "Tell me about yourself. Recently ascended, I assume?"
“I-uh, yes. Just came to be, in fact! Right inside the entertainment district of the city! Impossible to miss, I’m at the tippy-top of one of those towers!”
Zeon would walk over to the Rat Leader's desk. "Was is next needed for your plans. I am free to help if you are in need of it."
It chitters, smoking from it’s soul pipe.
currently… three things. The Crown of Slaughter, once Herionidus’ flower crown, the deathbloom, Herionidus’ grave flower, and power. Raw power. As much as we can get.
"Hm...I recall hearing of this Crown of Slaughter. It's voice echoed out for one to claim it around the time of Faltros's death. I know not where it currently resides however. The Deathbloom however, I do know of it's location." Zeon says.
The rat pauses. It takes a second, looking up from it’s papers.
….what?
"The Crown of Slaughter attempted to gain a...vessel I suppose, but has been silent since so I assume someone has possession of it. Faltros was slain by a collection of Will, though Cogintius struck the killing blow. A few Wills were attempting to stop the vampires that had been slaughtering the mortals in the valley, and now beyond the valley's borders. They when to the vampire's hiding place to confront them. One of the Wills, one I am acquainted with, took the Deathbloom after accidentally activating it. Said she was fearful of others coming to take it for more nefarious purposes since the tomb has been opened and the Valley restored, which drew a lot of attention to the place." Zeon says, covering all the info it shared prior.
*Incase you missed this*
i… see. Could you possibly reason with them and bring us the death bloom?
i… see. Could you possibly reason with them and bring us the death bloom?
"I believe I can do so. They are not a hostile or unreasonable Will, I'd imagine she will be content to return the artifact to one of Herionidus's followers, especially at my recommendation.." Zeon says.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
i… see. Could you possibly reason with them and bring us the death bloom?
"I believe I can do so. They are not a hostile or unreasonable Will, I'd imagine she will be content to return the artifact to one of Herionidus's followers, especially at my recommendation.." Zeon says.
Thank you… how long have they been in possession of the death bloom?
"Then I shall come to you." He gets up and starts heading for the city. "Tell me about yourself. Recently ascended, I assume?"
“I-uh, yes. Just came to be, in fact! Right inside the entertainment district of the city! Impossible to miss, I’m at the tippy-top of one of those towers!”
"I will need permission to enter, I believe, but I will be waiting outside. So, what's your domain? Do you have multiple?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
i… see. Could you possibly reason with them and bring us the death bloom?
"I believe I can do so. They are not a hostile or unreasonable Will, I'd imagine she will be content to return the artifact to one of Herionidus's followers, especially at my recommendation.." Zeon says.
Thank you… how long have they been in possession of the death bloom?
"Hm...I'm not sure, but it has been some time now I believe" Zeon replies.
*She acquired the Deathbloom on July 1st, on page 389. So nearly 600 pages ago*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"Then I shall come to you." He gets up and starts heading for the city. "Tell me about yourself. Recently ascended, I assume?"
“I-uh, yes. Just came to be, in fact! Right inside the entertainment district of the city! Impossible to miss, I’m at the tippy-top of one of those towers!”
"I will need permission to enter, I believe, but I will be waiting outside. So, what's your domain? Do you have multiple?"
“Hmm, I can’t give you permission… so this might be as close as we can get. But anyways, I’m the god of communication! Globalization, industry, ✨gossip!✨ and also, this nifty thing I’m talking to you with! You’re talking through a sending stone, but I’m using a telephone! It’s this neat little thing that I manifested with!”
(his domains are strife, treachery, knowledge, and fear, chaotic neutral)
"I will need permission to enter, I believe, but I will be waiting outside. So, what's your domain? Do you have multiple?"
“Hmm, I can’t give you permission… so this might be as close as we can get. But anyways, I’m the god of communication! Globalization, industry, ✨gossip!✨ and also, this nifty thing I’m talking to you with! You’re talking through a sending stone, but I’m using a telephone! It’s this neat little thing that I manifested with!”
(his domains are strife, treachery, knowledge, and fear, chaotic neutral)
"Interesting. Do you think you'll care for your creations?" There is a hint of threat within his voice as he stands outside the city of order, casting a shadow over it.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Hi! My Greater Will is Glob, the Demon black pudding of the Wild Domain. He likes wild things, speaks simply, and has a simple mindset: some things are food, some things are potential food, and some things are friends. Also, he's unaligned, still being kind of a beast*
"I will need permission to enter, I believe, but I will be waiting outside. So, what's your domain? Do you have multiple?"
“Hmm, I can’t give you permission… so this might be as close as we can get. But anyways, I’m the god of communication! Globalization, industry, ✨gossip!✨ and also, this nifty thing I’m talking to you with! You’re talking through a sending stone, but I’m using a telephone! It’s this neat little thing that I manifested with!”
(his domains are strife, treachery, knowledge, and fear, chaotic neutral)
"Interesting. Do you think you'll care for your creations?" There is a hint of threat within his voice as he stands outside the city of order, casting a shadow over it.
“Well, I haven’t made anything yet, sir! Nothing sentient, at least. Why do you ask?”
Cog has discovered what the (gp) is going on and is readying for war. He has noticed the strange tower in the Entertainment District but will deal with that in a minute. He is at the wall, observing the world as it prepares for the firey storm, and wondering what he can do to help.
Cimex is realizing he should probably take the coming events at least somewhat seriously. He's helped mortals in small villages evacuate, comically defeating any non-will enemies that appear along the way.
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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
“Alright- fine… didn’t want to learn about this world, that was a lie. I heard of someone named Szerucharz, someone who’s… known for killing gods. I want to know about this Szerucharz… to be honest…” he stutters. There’s a constant background chatter, all seemingly Olliphander’s voice, saying different things constantly.
"waiting"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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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.
"False pretense after false pretense. I wonder how many licks it will take to get to your gooey center. Nevertheless, I am Szerucharz. The Butcher. I devoured the world before, leaving only the demons as leftovers. Care to have a word in person? Or will you keep hiding where neither of us can develop any sort of trust for one another?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Well… f-fair point. But, uh, I’m not sure I can leave my tower… I’m in the city of order right now. Well, I could… I think, I just haven’t yet.”
*blp is back soon gone*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Then I shall come to you." He gets up and starts heading for the city. "Tell me about yourself. Recently ascended, I assume?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Incase you missed this*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“I-uh, yes. Just came to be, in fact! Right inside the entertainment district of the city! Impossible to miss, I’m at the tippy-top of one of those towers!”
i… see. Could you possibly reason with them and bring us the death bloom?
"I believe I can do so. They are not a hostile or unreasonable Will, I'd imagine she will be content to return the artifact to one of Herionidus's followers, especially at my recommendation.." Zeon says.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Thank you… how long have they been in possession of the death bloom?
"I will need permission to enter, I believe, but I will be waiting outside. So, what's your domain? Do you have multiple?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Hm...I'm not sure, but it has been some time now I believe" Zeon replies.
*She acquired the Deathbloom on July 1st, on page 389. So nearly 600 pages ago*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Hmm, I can’t give you permission… so this might be as close as we can get. But anyways, I’m the god of communication! Globalization, industry, ✨gossip!✨ and also, this nifty thing I’m talking to you with! You’re talking through a sending stone, but I’m using a telephone! It’s this neat little thing that I manifested with!”
(his domains are strife, treachery, knowledge, and fear, chaotic neutral)
*By the way, Glob is a Demon. Trying to decide what domain, though.*
Dragons, kobolds, and draconic things everywhere!
"Interesting. Do you think you'll care for your creations?" There is a hint of threat within his voice as he stands outside the city of order, casting a shadow over it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*hello!*
*Hi! My Greater Will is Glob, the Demon black pudding of the Wild Domain. He likes wild things, speaks simply, and has a simple mindset: some things are food, some things are potential food, and some things are friends. Also, he's unaligned, still being kind of a beast*
Dragons, kobolds, and draconic things everywhere!
“Well, I haven’t made anything yet, sir! Nothing sentient, at least. Why do you ask?”
Cog has discovered what the (gp) is going on and is readying for war. He has noticed the strange tower in the Entertainment District but will deal with that in a minute. He is at the wall, observing the world as it prepares for the firey storm, and wondering what he can do to help.
Cimex is realizing he should probably take the coming events at least somewhat seriously. He's helped mortals in small villages evacuate, comically defeating any non-will enemies that appear along the way.
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