Flower has found a human and is teaching them the art of net making, and farming tools through drawings on walls with charcoal. It seems innocent enough but a thread is slowly wiggling towards the Human's head.
Herionidus, a god Who looks like this is watching Flower from a nearby tree that wasn’t there a few moments ago. They seem frustrated, or angry, or something like that.
Flower glances up on them, after looking shocked for a moment they smile and the thread retracts, they begin to add onto the wall some strange questions like 'how do we create a stronger material' and 'are there other tools we could make? Do you have any ideas?' it's obvious they're trying to hurry along civilization for unknown reasons
Flower has found a human and is teaching them the art of net making, and farming tools through drawings on walls with charcoal. It seems innocent enough but a thread is slowly wiggling towards the Human's head.
Herionidus, a god Who looks like this is watching Flower from a nearby tree that wasn’t there a few moments ago. They seem frustrated, or angry, or something like that.
Flower glances up on them, after looking shocked for a moment they smile and the thread retracts, they begin to add onto the wall some strange questions like 'how do we create a stronger material' and 'are there other tools we could make? Do you have any ideas?' it's obvious they're trying to hurry along civilization for unknown reasons
Zd'Griusta is sleeping in a pile of his corrupted human servants. There are dishes of food all around him, lying haphazardly on the ground. Occasionally a servant will pick something out and eat a bit, half awake, half asleep.
A thread flows a safe distance away, but reasonably close enough for the following to be seen, it begins to grow and bubble into a humanoid of white glass wearing a suit, they straighten their tie and slowly begin approaching, "I hope I'm not disturbing you sir, or ma'am." a bow, "But I believe we cover the same domain, so in an effort to not step on each other's toes I thought it would be best to introduce myself. I am The Throat."
Flower has found a human and is teaching them the art of net making, and farming tools through drawings on walls with charcoal. It seems innocent enough but a thread is slowly wiggling towards the Human's head.
Herionidus, a god Who looks like this is watching Flower from a nearby tree that wasn’t there a few moments ago. They seem frustrated, or angry, or something like that.
Flower glances up on them, after looking shocked for a moment they smile and the thread retracts, they begin to add onto the wall some strange questions like 'how do we create a stronger material' and 'are there other tools we could make? Do you have any ideas?' it's obvious they're trying to hurry along civilization for unknown reasons
“Are you trying to talk to me?”
A glare is given and wild waving and pointing at the human who is in thought, a voice in their head is heard in Heriondus's head "No. Why would I be trying to talk to someone I barely know? You may continue to be frustrated and angry since it seems you have no plans to intervene."
Zd'Griusta is sleeping in a pile of his corrupted human servants. There are dishes of food all around him, lying haphazardly on the ground. Occasionally a servant will pick something out and eat a bit, half awake, half asleep.
A thread flows a safe distance away, but reasonably close enough for the following to be seen, it begins to grow and bubble into a humanoid of white glass wearing a suit, they straighten their tie and slowly begin approaching, "I hope I'm not disturbing you sir, or ma'am." a bow, "But I believe we cover the same domain, so in an effort to not step on each other's toes I thought it would be best to introduce myself. I am The Throat."
Zd' opens his big, yellow eyes and looks over. "Im..." *big yawn* "...Zd'Griusta... You're a demon, right? That doesn't sound like much fun."
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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.
Zd'Griusta is sleeping in a pile of his corrupted human servants. There are dishes of food all around him, lying haphazardly on the ground. Occasionally a servant will pick something out and eat a bit, half awake, half asleep.
A thread flows a safe distance away, but reasonably close enough for the following to be seen, it begins to grow and bubble into a humanoid of white glass wearing a suit, they straighten their tie and slowly begin approaching, "I hope I'm not disturbing you sir, or ma'am." a bow, "But I believe we cover the same domain, so in an effort to not step on each other's toes I thought it would be best to introduce myself. I am The Throat."
Zd' opens his big, yellow eyes and looks over. "Im..." *big yawn* "...Zd'Griusta... You're a demon, right? That doesn't sound like much fun."
He politely chuckles, "That would be correct, I am in fact a demon, continued existing after everyone but I stopped wanting." grinning he tilts his head, "I would argue why it is in fact fun, but I will get to the point. Simply, please don't intrude upon my affairs and I will do my best to not intrude upon yours. In fact it may be beneficial to have a sort of partnership between us if that is something you would be open to seeing as how, more or less, we should have around the same ideology." he looks around, "More or less since it appears you take a less active role in the corruption of humans."
Flower has found a human and is teaching them the art of net making, and farming tools through drawings on walls with charcoal. It seems innocent enough but a thread is slowly wiggling towards the Human's head.
Herionidus, a god Who looks like this is watching Flower from a nearby tree that wasn’t there a few moments ago. They seem frustrated, or angry, or something like that.
Flower glances up on them, after looking shocked for a moment they smile and the thread retracts, they begin to add onto the wall some strange questions like 'how do we create a stronger material' and 'are there other tools we could make? Do you have any ideas?' it's obvious they're trying to hurry along civilization for unknown reasons
“Are you trying to talk to me?”
A glare is given and wild waving and pointing at the human who is in thought, a voice in their head is heard in Heriondus's head "No. Why would I be trying to talk to someone I barely know? You may continue to be frustrated and angry since it seems you have no plans to intervene."
He mutters something about how rude people are but doesn’t do anything else, instead just watching whatever flower is doing.
Zd'Griusta is sleeping in a pile of his corrupted human servants. There are dishes of food all around him, lying haphazardly on the ground. Occasionally a servant will pick something out and eat a bit, half awake, half asleep.
A thread flows a safe distance away, but reasonably close enough for the following to be seen, it begins to grow and bubble into a humanoid of white glass wearing a suit, they straighten their tie and slowly begin approaching, "I hope I'm not disturbing you sir, or ma'am." a bow, "But I believe we cover the same domain, so in an effort to not step on each other's toes I thought it would be best to introduce myself. I am The Throat."
Zd' opens his big, yellow eyes and looks over. "Im..." *big yawn* "...Zd'Griusta... You're a demon, right? That doesn't sound like much fun."
He politely chuckles, "That would be correct, I am in fact a demon, continued existing after everyone but I stopped wanting." grinning he tilts his head, "I would argue why it is in fact fun, but I will get to the point. Simply, please don't intrude upon my affairs and I will do my best to not intrude upon yours. In fact it may be beneficial to have a sort of partnership between us if that is something you would be open to seeing as how, more or less, we should have around the same ideology." he looks around, "More or less since it appears you take a less active role in the corruption of humans."
"I think I'd like to get to know you better before..." *another yawn* "I make any deals." He hugs one of his monstous minions as if they were a teddy bear.
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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.
He mutters something about how rude people are but doesn’t do anything else, instead just watching whatever flower is doing.
Flower glances over one more and curses, many threads retract back into them, coming from the ground, before applauding as the human shows the Flint Hoe they made, before Flower begins showing how to use it.
The voice again in Herionidus's head, "Still sticking around. Well then why don't you at least give me your name."
He mutters something about how rude people are but doesn’t do anything else, instead just watching whatever flower is doing.
Flower glances over one more and curses, many threads retract back into them, coming from the ground, before applauding as the human shows the Flint Hoe they made, before Flower begins showing how to use it.
The voice again in Herionidus's head, "Still sticking around. Well then why don't you at least give me your name."
"I think I'd like to get to know you better before..." *another yawn* "I make any deals." He hugs one of his monstous minions as if they were a teddy bear.
"Well then what would you like to know?" one of The Throat's fingers keeps twitching, presumably controlling Flower's movements, "I will give you 1 long answer, 3 short answer response questions or 6 yes or no. All of which I will answer as truthfully as I can."
"I think I'd like to get to know you better before..." *another yawn* "I make any deals." He hugs one of his monstous minions as if they were a teddy bear.
"Well then what would you like to know?" one of The Throat's fingers keeps twitching, presumably controlling Flower's movements, "I will give you 1 long answer, 3 short answer response questions or 6 yes or no. All of which I will answer as truthfully as I can."
"I think I'll just watch for now. Actions speak louder than words. As someone who does virtually nothing, I have become a master of secrets."
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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.
He mutters something about how rude people are but doesn’t do anything else, instead just watching whatever flower is doing.
Flower glances over one more and curses, many threads retract back into them, coming from the ground, before applauding as the human shows the Flint Hoe they made, before Flower begins showing how to use it.
The voice again in Herionidus's head, "Still sticking around. Well then why don't you at least give me your name."
“Herionidus. What are you teaching the human?”
"Cultivation. An important part in starting a civilization as it causes people to settle down and begin to form... Other desires rather than what to eat for the day." they glance again, "Is that a problem, I'm helping out aren't I? Nothing bad."
"I think I'd like to get to know you better before..." *another yawn* "I make any deals." He hugs one of his monstous minions as if they were a teddy bear.
"Well then what would you like to know?" one of The Throat's fingers keeps twitching, presumably controlling Flower's movements, "I will give you 1 long answer, 3 short answer response questions or 6 yes or no. All of which I will answer as truthfully as I can."
"I think I'll just watch for now. Actions speak louder than words. As someone who does virtually nothing, I have become a master of secrets."
"That is an understandable response, I'll leave you to your whims then and keep in touch." The reverse of the start happens as he becomes a thread again and is quickly pulled back to who knows where.
He mutters something about how rude people are but doesn’t do anything else, instead just watching whatever flower is doing.
Flower glances over one more and curses, many threads retract back into them, coming from the ground, before applauding as the human shows the Flint Hoe they made, before Flower begins showing how to use it.
The voice again in Herionidus's head, "Still sticking around. Well then why don't you at least give me your name."
“Herionidus. What are you teaching the human?”
"Cultivation. An important part in starting a civilization as it causes people to settle down and begin to form... Other desires rather than what to eat for the day." they glance again, "Is that a problem, I'm helping out aren't I? Nothing bad."
Herionidus frowns, but quickly changes his expression back to a smile.
”too much advancement isn’t a good thing. It causes stress, complications, and it stops people from enjoying the simpler things.”
Herionidus frowns, but quickly changes his expression back to a smile.
”too much advancement isn’t a good thing. It causes stress, complications, and it stops people from enjoying the simpler things.”
"Why do you think I am only teaching one and not a mass? It will be a slower learning curve." Flower bids farewell to the human before turning to Herionidus and walking towards them, "The Throat tells me I shouldn't piss of gods, are you a god?"
Herionidus frowns, but quickly changes his expression back to a smile.
”too much advancement isn’t a good thing. It causes stress, complications, and it stops people from enjoying the simpler things.”
"Why do you think I am only teaching one and not a mass? It will be a slower learning curve." Flower bids farewell to the human before turning to Herionidus and walking towards them, "The Throat tells me I shouldn't piss of gods, are you a god?"
Theres a tsk, "Figures. Politely, are you against the improvement of agriculture? The quality of life will increase and so will types of food. Is this not a complete win for you? What are you worried about?"
Flower glances up on them, after looking shocked for a moment they smile and the thread retracts, they begin to add onto the wall some strange questions like 'how do we create a stronger material' and 'are there other tools we could make? Do you have any ideas?' it's obvious they're trying to hurry along civilization for unknown reasons
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
“Are you trying to talk to me?”
A thread flows a safe distance away, but reasonably close enough for the following to be seen, it begins to grow and bubble into a humanoid of white glass wearing a suit, they straighten their tie and slowly begin approaching, "I hope I'm not disturbing you sir, or ma'am." a bow, "But I believe we cover the same domain, so in an effort to not step on each other's toes I thought it would be best to introduce myself. I am The Throat."
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
A glare is given and wild waving and pointing at the human who is in thought, a voice in their head is heard in Heriondus's head "No. Why would I be trying to talk to someone I barely know? You may continue to be frustrated and angry since it seems you have no plans to intervene."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Zd' opens his big, yellow eyes and looks over. "Im..." *big yawn* "...Zd'Griusta... You're a demon, right? That doesn't sound like much fun."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He politely chuckles, "That would be correct, I am in fact a demon, continued existing after everyone but I stopped wanting." grinning he tilts his head, "I would argue why it is in fact fun, but I will get to the point. Simply, please don't intrude upon my affairs and I will do my best to not intrude upon yours. In fact it may be beneficial to have a sort of partnership between us if that is something you would be open to seeing as how, more or less, we should have around the same ideology." he looks around, "More or less since it appears you take a less active role in the corruption of humans."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
He mutters something about how rude people are but doesn’t do anything else, instead just watching whatever flower is doing.
"I think I'd like to get to know you better before..." *another yawn* "I make any deals." He hugs one of his monstous minions as if they were a teddy bear.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Flower glances over one more and curses, many threads retract back into them, coming from the ground, before applauding as the human shows the Flint Hoe they made, before Flower begins showing how to use it.
The voice again in Herionidus's head, "Still sticking around. Well then why don't you at least give me your name."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
“Herionidus. What are you teaching the human?”
"Well then what would you like to know?" one of The Throat's fingers keeps twitching, presumably controlling Flower's movements, "I will give you 1 long answer, 3 short answer response questions or 6 yes or no. All of which I will answer as truthfully as I can."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"I think I'll just watch for now. Actions speak louder than words. As someone who does virtually nothing, I have become a master of secrets."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Cultivation. An important part in starting a civilization as it causes people to settle down and begin to form... Other desires rather than what to eat for the day." they glance again, "Is that a problem, I'm helping out aren't I? Nothing bad."
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"That is an understandable response, I'll leave you to your whims then and keep in touch." The reverse of the start happens as he becomes a thread again and is quickly pulled back to who knows where.
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*I just realized that I made a reskinned Garfield as a great one... I'm not original at all!! :(*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Lol, he cool though
Not only does he hate Mondays but his favorite tribute is Lasagna.*
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
Herionidus frowns, but quickly changes his expression back to a smile.
”too much advancement isn’t a good thing. It causes stress, complications, and it stops people from enjoying the simpler things.”
"Why do you think I am only teaching one and not a mass? It will be a slower learning curve." Flower bids farewell to the human before turning to Herionidus and walking towards them, "The Throat tells me I shouldn't piss of gods, are you a god?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
“Yes, the god of Bliss, food, and happiness.”
Theres a tsk, "Figures. Politely, are you against the improvement of agriculture? The quality of life will increase and so will types of food. Is this not a complete win for you? What are you worried about?"
: Systems Online : Nikoli_Goodfellow Homebrew : My WIP Homebrew Class :
(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?