He looks up, a bit startled, bags under his eyes. "A... machine, that will make some very useful computations for us humans to thrive. A supercomputer? That seems right. It's a work in process, not even I am entirely sure what will come of it." He smiles.
"Ah, yes. The one I helped you with the other day. I think it will work better than you may anticipate."
He considers this a bit. "Huh. Well, I'm excited to see the end results."
"Indeed. Have fun!" Macchino says, before vanishing.
He goes back to working. The progress is slow, but constant.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
Cogintius is standing outside of the T.O.M with his clerics, preparing to potentially take a stand.
The army has the clocktower-library in their sights. They match towards it. Eventually, Faltros yells out. "GODS OF THIS LAND, YOU HAVE BEEN A PLAGUE ON OUR LAND FOR TOO LONG! SURRENDER OR SUFFER UNDER OUR WRATH!"
Cogintius steps forward. "We shall never surrender to you."
Faltros sighs. "Well, old man, it seems you are the first to die. Congratulations." He evilly grins as he pulls out his longsword of flame...
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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
Cogintius is standing outside of the T.O.M with his clerics, preparing to potentially take a stand.
The army has the clocktower-library in their sights. They match towards it. Eventually, Faltros yells out. "GODS OF THIS LAND, YOU HAVE BEEN A PLAGUE ON OUR LAND FOR TOO LONG! SURRENDER OR SUFFER UNDER OUR WRATH!"
Cogintius steps forward. "We shall never surrender to you."
Faltros sighs. "Well, old man, it seems you are the first to die. Congratulations." He evilly grins as he pulls out his longsword of flame...
Meanwhile, Isdigdes transforms into the warforge's titain form and begins to wreck havor on Faltros' back lines
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Cogintius is standing outside of the T.O.M with his clerics, preparing to potentially take a stand.
The army has the clocktower-library in their sights. They match towards it. Eventually, Faltros yells out. "GODS OF THIS LAND, YOU HAVE BEEN A PLAGUE ON OUR LAND FOR TOO LONG! SURRENDER OR SUFFER UNDER OUR WRATH!"
Cogintius steps forward. "We shall never surrender to you."
Faltros sighs. "Well, old man, it seems you are the first to die. Congratulations." He evilly grins as he pulls out his longsword of flame...
Meanwhile, Isdigdes transforms into the warforge's titain form and begins to wreck havor on Faltros' back lines
Isdigdes notices 5-10 dark shapes on the horizon. (Those who have seen them before can tell they are more dragons)
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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
Cogintius is standing outside of the T.O.M with his clerics, preparing to potentially take a stand.
The army has the clocktower-library in their sights. They match towards it. Eventually, Faltros yells out. "GODS OF THIS LAND, YOU HAVE BEEN A PLAGUE ON OUR LAND FOR TOO LONG! SURRENDER OR SUFFER UNDER OUR WRATH!"
Cogintius steps forward. "We shall never surrender to you."
Faltros sighs. "Well, old man, it seems you are the first to die. Congratulations." He evilly grins as he pulls out his longsword of flame...
Meanwhile, Isdigdes transforms into the warforge's titain form and begins to wreck havor on Faltros' back lines
Isdigdes notices 5-10 dark shapes on the horizon. (Those who have seen them before can tell they are more dragons)
Isdigdes continues their rampage, as earth envolpes numerous of the soliders under Faltros' command. The warforge is most curious as to why Faltros does nothing
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Cogintius is standing outside of the T.O.M with his clerics, preparing to potentially take a stand.
The army has the clocktower-library in their sights. They match towards it. Eventually, Faltros yells out. "GODS OF THIS LAND, YOU HAVE BEEN A PLAGUE ON OUR LAND FOR TOO LONG! SURRENDER OR SUFFER UNDER OUR WRATH!"
Cogintius steps forward. "We shall never surrender to you."
Faltros sighs. "Well, old man, it seems you are the first to die. Congratulations." He evilly grins as he pulls out his longsword of flame...
Meanwhile, Isdigdes transforms into the warforge's titain form and begins to wreck havor on Faltros' back lines
Isdigdes notices 5-10 dark shapes on the horizon. (Those who have seen them before can tell they are more dragons)
Isdigdes continues their rampage, as earth envolpes numerous of the soliders under Faltros' command. The warforge is most curious as to why Faltros does nothing
Faltros notices the rampage. "Seventeen! Shield them!" 17 cultists in pitch black robes concentrate, and shield forms around the soldiers Isdigdes is attacking, blocking their strikes.
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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
Cogintius is standing outside of the T.O.M with his clerics, preparing to potentially take a stand.
The army has the clocktower-library in their sights. They match towards it. Eventually, Faltros yells out. "GODS OF THIS LAND, YOU HAVE BEEN A PLAGUE ON OUR LAND FOR TOO LONG! SURRENDER OR SUFFER UNDER OUR WRATH!"
Cogintius steps forward. "We shall never surrender to you."
Faltros sighs. "Well, old man, it seems you are the first to die. Congratulations." He evilly grins as he pulls out his longsword of flame...
Meanwhile, Isdigdes transforms into the warforge's titain form and begins to wreck havor on Faltros' back lines
Isdigdes notices 5-10 dark shapes on the horizon. (Those who have seen them before can tell they are more dragons)
Isdigdes continues their rampage, as earth envolpes numerous of the soliders under Faltros' command. The warforge is most curious as to why Faltros does nothing
Faltros notices the rampage. "Seventeen! Shield them!" 17 cultists in pitch black robes concentrate, and shield forms around the soldiers Isdigdes is attacking, blocking their strikes.
Isdigdes shrugs, looking for other places to strike
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Cogintius is standing outside of the T.O.M with his clerics, preparing to potentially take a stand.
The army has the clocktower-library in their sights. They match towards it. Eventually, Faltros yells out. "GODS OF THIS LAND, YOU HAVE BEEN A PLAGUE ON OUR LAND FOR TOO LONG! SURRENDER OR SUFFER UNDER OUR WRATH!"
Cogintius steps forward. "We shall never surrender to you."
Faltros sighs. "Well, old man, it seems you are the first to die. Congratulations." He evilly grins as he pulls out his longsword of flame...
Meanwhile, Isdigdes transforms into the warforge's titain form and begins to wreck havor on Faltros' back lines
Isdigdes notices 5-10 dark shapes on the horizon. (Those who have seen them before can tell they are more dragons)
Isdigdes continues their rampage, as earth envolpes numerous of the soliders under Faltros' command. The warforge is most curious as to why Faltros does nothing
Faltros notices the rampage. "Seventeen! Shield them!" 17 cultists in pitch black robes concentrate, and shield forms around the soldiers Isdigdes is attacking, blocking their strikes.
Isdigdes shrugs, looking for other places to strike
Wherever they move, the shields move.
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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
Cogintius is standing outside of the T.O.M with his clerics, preparing to potentially take a stand.
The army has the clocktower-library in their sights. They match towards it. Eventually, Faltros yells out. "GODS OF THIS LAND, YOU HAVE BEEN A PLAGUE ON OUR LAND FOR TOO LONG! SURRENDER OR SUFFER UNDER OUR WRATH!"
Cogintius steps forward. "We shall never surrender to you."
Faltros sighs. "Well, old man, it seems you are the first to die. Congratulations." He evilly grins as he pulls out his longsword of flame...
Meanwhile, Isdigdes transforms into the warforge's titain form and begins to wreck havor on Faltros' back lines
Isdigdes notices 5-10 dark shapes on the horizon. (Those who have seen them before can tell they are more dragons)
Isdigdes continues their rampage, as earth envolpes numerous of the soliders under Faltros' command. The warforge is most curious as to why Faltros does nothing
Faltros notices the rampage. "Seventeen! Shield them!" 17 cultists in pitch black robes concentrate, and shield forms around the soldiers Isdigdes is attacking, blocking their strikes.
Isdigdes shrugs, looking for other places to strike
Wherever they move, the shields move.
To the god of knowledge: Am I distracting the shield?
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Herionidus is throwing a party while a war is going on outside his home.
*Description of location and also Herionidus?*
Herionidus’ home is an enormous valley surrounded by grassland. The valley has hundreds of species of plants, lots of grass, is surrounded by white cliffs, and has a river running through it, starting at a waterfall. At the center of the domain is a giant tree with small red fruits, and in a hollow at the bottom of that tree is a small golden flower.
Herionidus (god of happiness and celebration) appears to be a young male human somewhere from 15-18, it’s hard to tell, with olive skin and black hair adorned with a magnificent flower crown. He’s wearing a white toga also adorned with flowers. In one Hand he’s carrying a basket full of fruits and berries. His face and arms are decorated with skull patterned face paint. There’s a sort of ethereal, undead presence around him despite how lively he is. His canine teeth are longer and shaper than normal.
Herionidus is throwing a party while a war is going on outside his home.
*Description of location and also Herionidus?*
Herionidus’ home is an enormous valley surrounded by grassland. The valley has hundreds of species of plants, lots of grass, is surrounded by white cliffs, and has a river running through it, starting at a waterfall. At the center of the domain is a giant tree with small red fruits, and in a hollow at the bottom of that tree is a small golden flower.
Herionidus (god of happiness and celebration) appears to be a young male human somewhere from 15-18, it’s hard to tell, with olive skin and black hair adorned with a magnificent flower crown. He’s wearing a white toga also adorned with flowers. In one Hand he’s carrying a basket full of fruits and berries. His face and arms are decorated with skull patterned face paint. There’s a sort of ethereal, undead presence around him despite how lively he is. His canine teeth are longer and shaper than normal.
Isdigdres, demon of stasis, the firmament, and observation/knowledge, appears on the base of the tree, surveying the land, most curious. Herionidus hears the click of a recorder, as they begin to video tape the valley
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
he snaps his fingers, and hundreds of tables of fruits and meats and jars of honey appear nearby, on carved out rock areas of the hill made to have these tables (like a bunch of plateaus carved from the hill for the tables to go on, overgrown with vegetation. The sun is starting so set and music starts to resonate all throughout the valley.
he snaps his fingers, and hundreds of tables of fruits and meats and jars of honey appear nearby, on carved out rock areas of the hill made to have these tables (like a bunch of plateaus carved from the hill for the tables to go on, overgrown with vegetation. The sun is starting so set and music starts to resonate all throughout the valley.
The warforge contemplates silently the offer. "Wil do so. Who are you?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
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When the Swarm sees the boy fall, something... shifts.
"Pathetic. You call yourself a Great One? Then you must be ashamed of your weakness."
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"great one. what? who. what. how." he looks up terrified of the swarm.
wishing to live.
whispering on wind.
falling through sky.
feeling i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
Isdigerdes surveys the area, noting down any happenings
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He goes back to working. The progress is slow, but constant.
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
⌞╚════════════ Extended Signature ════════════╝⌟
"You do not know? What use are you if you do not know the power you wield?"
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
Cogintius is standing outside of the T.O.M with his clerics, preparing to potentially take a stand.
The army has the clocktower-library in their sights. They match towards it. Eventually, Faltros yells out. "GODS OF THIS LAND, YOU HAVE BEEN A PLAGUE ON OUR LAND FOR TOO LONG! SURRENDER OR SUFFER UNDER OUR WRATH!"
Cogintius steps forward. "We shall never surrender to you."
Faltros sighs. "Well, old man, it seems you are the first to die. Congratulations." He evilly grins as he pulls out his longsword of flame...
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
Meanwhile, Isdigdes transforms into the warforge's titain form and begins to wreck havor on Faltros' back lines
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Isdigdes notices 5-10 dark shapes on the horizon. (Those who have seen them before can tell they are more dragons)
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
"what?" the child looks confused and terrified. "what are you?"
wishing to live.
whispering on wind.
falling through sky.
feeling i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
Isdigdes continues their rampage, as earth envolpes numerous of the soliders under Faltros' command. The warforge is most curious as to why Faltros does nothing
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Faltros notices the rampage. "Seventeen! Shield them!" 17 cultists in pitch black robes concentrate, and shield forms around the soldiers Isdigdes is attacking, blocking their strikes.
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
Isdigdes shrugs, looking for other places to strike
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Wherever they move, the shields move.
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
To the god of knowledge: Am I distracting the shield?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Herionidus is throwing a party while a war is going on outside his home.
*Description of location and also Herionidus?*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Herionidus’ home is an enormous valley surrounded by grassland. The valley has hundreds of species of plants, lots of grass, is surrounded by white cliffs, and has a river running through it, starting at a waterfall. At the center of the domain is a giant tree with small red fruits, and in a hollow at the bottom of that tree is a small golden flower.
Herionidus (god of happiness and celebration) appears to be a young male human somewhere from 15-18, it’s hard to tell, with olive skin and black hair adorned with a magnificent flower crown. He’s wearing a white toga also adorned with flowers. In one Hand he’s carrying a basket full of fruits and berries. His face and arms are decorated with skull patterned face paint. There’s a sort of ethereal, undead presence around him despite how lively he is. His canine teeth are longer and shaper than normal.
Isdigdres, demon of stasis, the firmament, and observation/knowledge, appears on the base of the tree, surveying the land, most curious. Herionidus hears the click of a recorder, as they begin to video tape the valley
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Herionidus appears next to them.
”hello there! Come to join the party?”
he snaps his fingers, and hundreds of tables of fruits and meats and jars of honey appear nearby, on carved out rock areas of the hill made to have these tables (like a bunch of plateaus carved from the hill for the tables to go on, overgrown with vegetation. The sun is starting so set and music starts to resonate all throughout the valley.
The warforge contemplates silently the offer. "Wil do so. Who are you?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now