A lone, horned figure stands in stark contrast against the flat, endless, blazing horizon.
Herionidus is walking around the desert, collecting any plants he finds, like cacti and stuff.
With one step across the horizon, Crotalus stands right next to you. "Howdy, what are you doing round these parts?"
“Exploring. All these plants you created are really quite wonderful.”
“I thank you kindly. That means a lot coming from another god of the wilds such as yourself.” He then bends down and points at a pebble among the sands, “You missed one.”
He picks up the pebble.
”is this some sort of camouflage or is this just a rock?”
"A plant camouflaged as a rock. It's a type of plant called a succulent. Ain't it gorgeous?"
“It is certainly interesting… oh, how is the plant i introduced here doing?”
"It's growing wonderfully. Some of the locals have taken a strange liking to it."
A lone, horned figure stands in stark contrast against the flat, endless, blazing horizon.
Herionidus is walking around the desert, collecting any plants he finds, like cacti and stuff.
With one step across the horizon, Crotalus stands right next to you. "Howdy, what are you doing round these parts?"
“Exploring. All these plants you created are really quite wonderful.”
“I thank you kindly. That means a lot coming from another god of the wilds such as yourself.” He then bends down and points at a pebble among the sands, “You missed one.”
He picks up the pebble.
”is this some sort of camouflage or is this just a rock?”
"A plant camouflaged as a rock. It's a type of plant called a succulent. Ain't it gorgeous?"
“It is certainly interesting… oh, how is the plant i introduced here doing?”
"It's growing wonderfully. Some of the locals have taken a strange liking to it."
“The animals? Or are there humans that live here too?”
A lone, horned figure stands in stark contrast against the flat, endless, blazing horizon.
Herionidus is walking around the desert, collecting any plants he finds, like cacti and stuff.
With one step across the horizon, Crotalus stands right next to you. "Howdy, what are you doing round these parts?"
“Exploring. All these plants you created are really quite wonderful.”
“I thank you kindly. That means a lot coming from another god of the wilds such as yourself.” He then bends down and points at a pebble among the sands, “You missed one.”
He picks up the pebble.
”is this some sort of camouflage or is this just a rock?”
"A plant camouflaged as a rock. It's a type of plant called a succulent. Ain't it gorgeous?"
“It is certainly interesting… oh, how is the plant i introduced here doing?”
"It's growing wonderfully. Some of the locals have taken a strange liking to it."
“The animals? Or are there humans that live here too?”
"Both. The nectar drinking bat and hummingbird population has increased. There are also some folks that choose to live in this desert and they seem to have found some use for the plant besides its beauty. I've even seen a few new folks come here for the plant itself."
A lone, horned figure stands in stark contrast against the flat, endless, blazing horizon.
Herionidus is walking around the desert, collecting any plants he finds, like cacti and stuff.
With one step across the horizon, Crotalus stands right next to you. "Howdy, what are you doing round these parts?"
“Exploring. All these plants you created are really quite wonderful.”
“I thank you kindly. That means a lot coming from another god of the wilds such as yourself.” He then bends down and points at a pebble among the sands, “You missed one.”
He picks up the pebble.
”is this some sort of camouflage or is this just a rock?”
"A plant camouflaged as a rock. It's a type of plant called a succulent. Ain't it gorgeous?"
“It is certainly interesting… oh, how is the plant i introduced here doing?”
"It's growing wonderfully. Some of the locals have taken a strange liking to it."
“The animals? Or are there humans that live here too?”
"Both. The nectar drinking bat and hummingbird population has increased. There are also some folks that choose to live in this desert and they seem to have found some use for the plant besides its beauty. I've even seen a few new folks come here for the plant itself."
“Hm, interesting. Do you know what they used it for?”
“Hm, interesting. Do you know what they used it for?”
"I ain't exactly sure. They drink its nectar or something. Sure do act mighty strange afterward though."
“What do you mean by that? How do they act weird?”
He shrugs his ponchoed shoulders, "Well, they sometimes shake about and their speech turns to nonsense." He pauses, "Almost like a dehydrating man as he hallucinates about seeing water. They also can't ever seem to get enough of it."
“Hm, interesting. Do you know what they used it for?”
"I ain't exactly sure. They drink its nectar or something. Sure do act mighty strange afterward though."
“What do you mean by that? How do they act weird?”
He shrugs his ponchoed shoulders, "Well, they sometimes shake about and their speech turns to nonsense." He pauses, "Almost like a dehydrating man as he hallucinates about seeing water. They also can't ever seem to get enough of it."
“That is strange. I know that the plant’s nectar tastes really good, but it’s strange that it has that effect on people.”
“Hm, interesting. Do you know what they used it for?”
"I ain't exactly sure. They drink its nectar or something. Sure do act mighty strange afterward though."
“What do you mean by that? How do they act weird?”
He shrugs his ponchoed shoulders, "Well, they sometimes shake about and their speech turns to nonsense." He pauses, "Almost like a dehydrating man as he hallucinates about seeing water. They also can't ever seem to get enough of it."
“That is strange. I know that the plant’s nectar tastes really good, but it’s strange that it has that effect on people.”
"Sure is. Couple of strangers with long hair and colorful clothing have showed up here talking about peace and love. Came here for the plants. I ain't sure what to think of them yet, but I doubt they will last. The desert is peaceful, but so is a battlefield strewn with the dead. Peace is restless around these parts."
The unfathomable eldritch being is dragging itself around, killing living beings with it's incomprehensible visage and abominable presence, absorbing the dead creatures into it's body.
The unfathomable eldritch being is dragging itself around, killing living beings with it's incomprehensible visage and abominable presence, absorbing the dead creatures into it's body.
The unfathomable eldritch being is dragging itself around, killing living beings with it's incomprehensible visage and abominable presence, absorbing the dead creatures into it's body.
A skeleton stands nearby. He looks unamused at the eldritch being. "Pathetic" he says.
It merely continues on it's mindless journey. As it comes closer you feel strange, darkness crowding around the corners of your eyes, your thoughts slipping away...
It's strange mumbling continues in an ancient and guttural language.
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Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
The unfathomable eldritch being is dragging itself around, killing living beings with it's incomprehensible visage and abominable presence, absorbing the dead creatures into it's body.
A skeleton stands nearby. He looks unamused at the eldritch being. "Pathetic" he says.
It merely continues on it's mindless journey. As it comes closer you feel strange, darkness crowding around the corners of your eyes, your thoughts slipping away...
It's strange mumbling continues in an ancient and guttural language.
Doom shrugs. He lost his mind the moment he appeared. He walks over to the abomination and lifts it off the ground. "So what are you suppose to be? A whispering horror? Just pathetic"
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"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live. whispering wind. falling through sky. knowing i died. falling. dying... slowly......
The unfathomable eldritch being is dragging itself around, killing living beings with it's incomprehensible visage and abominable presence, absorbing the dead creatures into it's body.
A skeleton stands nearby. He looks unamused at the eldritch being. "Pathetic" he says.
It merely continues on it's mindless journey. As it comes closer you feel strange, darkness crowding around the corners of your eyes, your thoughts slipping away...
It's strange mumbling continues in an ancient and guttural language.
Doom shrugs. He lost his mind the moment he appeared. He walks over to the abomination and lifts it off the ground. "So what are you suppose to be? A whispering horror? Just pathetic"
You can feel your mind slipping away further and further until you can't grasp it anymore. *also this thing is like 10 feet tall, would be rather difficult to lift up*
Your black vision is suddenly replaced with that of a lone man, traversing an empty and barren world, the strangeness and lonliness of the scene strikes you deep to the core. You have never seen this man before, and he is dressed in a strange ceremonial garb. In it's ancient tongue you are barely able to piece together as a Will, it says one word, meaning something along the lines of father, creator, or origin. It crawls away, having shared some of it's lonely knowledge no one else possesses. It continues to mumble, "worthless... empty... nothing... need... need... NEED more..."
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Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
The unfathomable eldritch being is dragging itself around, killing living beings with it's incomprehensible visage and abominable presence, absorbing the dead creatures into it's body.
A skeleton stands nearby. He looks unamused at the eldritch being. "Pathetic" he says.
It merely continues on it's mindless journey. As it comes closer you feel strange, darkness crowding around the corners of your eyes, your thoughts slipping away...
It's strange mumbling continues in an ancient and guttural language.
Doom shrugs. He lost his mind the moment he appeared. He walks over to the abomination and lifts it off the ground. "So what are you suppose to be? A whispering horror? Just pathetic"
You can feel your mind slipping away further and further until you can't grasp it anymore. *also this thing is like 10 feet tall, would be rather difficult to lift up*
Your black vision is suddenly replaced with that of a lone man, traversing an empty and barren world, the strangeness and lonliness of the scene strikes you deep to the core. You have never seen this man before, and he is dressed in a strange ceremonial garb. In it's ancient tongue you are barely able to piece together as a Will, it says one word, meaning something along the lines of father, creator, or origin. It crawls away, having shared some of it's lonely knowledge no one else possesses. It continues to mumble, "worthless... empty... nothing... need... need... NEED more..."
Doom slowly begins to become dust as the loneliness impacts his soul (lifeless as it is). He drops to the ground slowly disappearing into a cloud of dust leaving behind an old black cloak.
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"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live. whispering wind. falling through sky. knowing i died. falling. dying... slowly......
The unfathomable eldritch being is dragging itself around, killing living beings with it's incomprehensible visage and abominable presence, absorbing the dead creatures into it's body.
A skeleton stands nearby. He looks unamused at the eldritch being. "Pathetic" he says.
It merely continues on it's mindless journey. As it comes closer you feel strange, darkness crowding around the corners of your eyes, your thoughts slipping away...
It's strange mumbling continues in an ancient and guttural language.
Doom shrugs. He lost his mind the moment he appeared. He walks over to the abomination and lifts it off the ground. "So what are you suppose to be? A whispering horror? Just pathetic"
You can feel your mind slipping away further and further until you can't grasp it anymore. *also this thing is like 10 feet tall, would be rather difficult to lift up*
Your black vision is suddenly replaced with that of a lone man, traversing an empty and barren world, the strangeness and lonliness of the scene strikes you deep to the core. You have never seen this man before, and he is dressed in a strange ceremonial garb. In it's ancient tongue you are barely able to piece together as a Will, it says one word, meaning something along the lines of father, creator, or origin. It crawls away, having shared some of it's lonely knowledge no one else possesses. It continues to mumble, "worthless... empty... nothing... need... need... NEED more..."
Doom slowly begins to become dust as the loneliness impacts his soul (lifeless as it is). He drops to the ground slowly disappearing into a cloud of dust leaving behind an old black cloak.
*Oh geez did I just kill someone? :O*
*Whoops*
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Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
The unfathomable eldritch being is dragging itself around, killing living beings with it's incomprehensible visage and abominable presence, absorbing the dead creatures into it's body.
A skeleton stands nearby. He looks unamused at the eldritch being. "Pathetic" he says.
It merely continues on it's mindless journey. As it comes closer you feel strange, darkness crowding around the corners of your eyes, your thoughts slipping away...
It's strange mumbling continues in an ancient and guttural language.
Doom shrugs. He lost his mind the moment he appeared. He walks over to the abomination and lifts it off the ground. "So what are you suppose to be? A whispering horror? Just pathetic"
You can feel your mind slipping away further and further until you can't grasp it anymore. *also this thing is like 10 feet tall, would be rather difficult to lift up*
Your black vision is suddenly replaced with that of a lone man, traversing an empty and barren world, the strangeness and lonliness of the scene strikes you deep to the core. You have never seen this man before, and he is dressed in a strange ceremonial garb. In it's ancient tongue you are barely able to piece together as a Will, it says one word, meaning something along the lines of father, creator, or origin. It crawls away, having shared some of it's lonely knowledge no one else possesses. It continues to mumble, "worthless... empty... nothing... need... need... NEED more..."
Doom slowly begins to become dust as the loneliness impacts his soul (lifeless as it is). He drops to the ground slowly disappearing into a cloud of dust leaving behind an old black cloak.
*Oh geez did I just kill someone? :O*
*Whoops*
(Nope he ain't dead yet. Just temporarily out of game)
A Young boy stands nearby terrified at seeing doom bite the dust (heh) he high tails it out.
The unfathomable eldritch being is dragging itself around, killing living beings with it's incomprehensible visage and abominable presence, absorbing the dead creatures into it's body.
A skeleton stands nearby. He looks unamused at the eldritch being. "Pathetic" he says.
It merely continues on it's mindless journey. As it comes closer you feel strange, darkness crowding around the corners of your eyes, your thoughts slipping away...
It's strange mumbling continues in an ancient and guttural language.
Doom shrugs. He lost his mind the moment he appeared. He walks over to the abomination and lifts it off the ground. "So what are you suppose to be? A whispering horror? Just pathetic"
You can feel your mind slipping away further and further until you can't grasp it anymore. *also this thing is like 10 feet tall, would be rather difficult to lift up*
Your black vision is suddenly replaced with that of a lone man, traversing an empty and barren world, the strangeness and lonliness of the scene strikes you deep to the core. You have never seen this man before, and he is dressed in a strange ceremonial garb. In it's ancient tongue you are barely able to piece together as a Will, it says one word, meaning something along the lines of father, creator, or origin. It crawls away, having shared some of it's lonely knowledge no one else possesses. It continues to mumble, "worthless... empty... nothing... need... need... NEED more..."
Doom slowly begins to become dust as the loneliness impacts his soul (lifeless as it is). He drops to the ground slowly disappearing into a cloud of dust leaving behind an old black cloak.
*Oh geez did I just kill someone? :O*
*Whoops*
(Nope he ain't dead yet. Just temporarily out of game)
A Young boy stands nearby terrified at seeing doom bite the dust (heh) he high tails it out.
*remember that vision, it is important...*
*story-relevant, Gibber will understand*
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Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
The unfathomable eldritch being is dragging itself around, killing living beings with it's incomprehensible visage and abominable presence, absorbing the dead creatures into it's body.
A skeleton stands nearby. He looks unamused at the eldritch being. "Pathetic" he says.
It merely continues on it's mindless journey. As it comes closer you feel strange, darkness crowding around the corners of your eyes, your thoughts slipping away...
It's strange mumbling continues in an ancient and guttural language.
Doom shrugs. He lost his mind the moment he appeared. He walks over to the abomination and lifts it off the ground. "So what are you suppose to be? A whispering horror? Just pathetic"
You can feel your mind slipping away further and further until you can't grasp it anymore. *also this thing is like 10 feet tall, would be rather difficult to lift up*
Your black vision is suddenly replaced with that of a lone man, traversing an empty and barren world, the strangeness and lonliness of the scene strikes you deep to the core. You have never seen this man before, and he is dressed in a strange ceremonial garb. In it's ancient tongue you are barely able to piece together as a Will, it says one word, meaning something along the lines of father, creator, or origin. It crawls away, having shared some of it's lonely knowledge no one else possesses. It continues to mumble, "worthless... empty... nothing... need... need... NEED more..."
Doom slowly begins to become dust as the loneliness impacts his soul (lifeless as it is). He drops to the ground slowly disappearing into a cloud of dust leaving behind an old black cloak.
*Oh geez did I just kill someone? :O*
*Whoops*
(Nope he ain't dead yet. Just temporarily out of game)
A Young boy stands nearby terrified at seeing doom bite the dust (heh) he high tails it out.
*remember that vision, it is important...*
*story-relevant, Gibber will understand*
(Okey doke)
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"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live. whispering wind. falling through sky. knowing i died. falling. dying... slowly......
Down around Herionidus' River, an increasingly large structure can be seen, partially built right over and in the rushing water, with many contraptions and machines spinning and siphoning, harnessing the power of the river for its own needs. Other than this, it's mainly still a skeleton of a building, with many large empty rooms visible on the inside.
The hundred or so people, along with Phillip, the inventor, are working diligently around and inside of the structure, making some decent progress. They also seem to be temporarily repurposing the large structure as homes to live in while they expand it.
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
"It's growing wonderfully. Some of the locals have taken a strange liking to it."
“The animals? Or are there humans that live here too?”
"Both. The nectar drinking bat and hummingbird population has increased. There are also some folks that choose to live in this desert and they seem to have found some use for the plant besides its beauty. I've even seen a few new folks come here for the plant itself."
“Hm, interesting. Do you know what they used it for?”
"I ain't exactly sure. They drink its nectar or something. Sure do act mighty strange afterward though."
“What do you mean by that? How do they act weird?”
He shrugs his ponchoed shoulders, "Well, they sometimes shake about and their speech turns to nonsense." He pauses, "Almost like a dehydrating man as he hallucinates about seeing water. They also can't ever seem to get enough of it."
“That is strange. I know that the plant’s nectar tastes really good, but it’s strange that it has that effect on people.”
"Sure is. Couple of strangers with long hair and colorful clothing have showed up here talking about peace and love. Came here for the plants. I ain't sure what to think of them yet, but I doubt they will last. The desert is peaceful, but so is a battlefield strewn with the dead. Peace is restless around these parts."
The unfathomable eldritch being is dragging itself around, killing living beings with it's incomprehensible visage and abominable presence, absorbing the dead creatures into it's body.
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Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
A skeleton stands nearby. He looks unamused at the eldritch being. "Pathetic" he says.
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
It merely continues on it's mindless journey. As it comes closer you feel strange, darkness crowding around the corners of your eyes, your thoughts slipping away...
It's strange mumbling continues in an ancient and guttural language.
Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
Doom shrugs. He lost his mind the moment he appeared. He walks over to the abomination and lifts it off the ground. "So what are you suppose to be? A whispering horror? Just pathetic"
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
You can feel your mind slipping away further and further until you can't grasp it anymore. *also this thing is like 10 feet tall, would be rather difficult to lift up*
Your black vision is suddenly replaced with that of a lone man, traversing an empty and barren world, the strangeness and lonliness of the scene strikes you deep to the core. You have never seen this man before, and he is dressed in a strange ceremonial garb. In it's ancient tongue you are barely able to piece together as a Will, it says one word, meaning something along the lines of father, creator, or origin. It crawls away, having shared some of it's lonely knowledge no one else possesses. It continues to mumble, "worthless... empty... nothing... need... need... NEED more..."
Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
Doom slowly begins to become dust as the loneliness impacts his soul (lifeless as it is). He drops to the ground slowly disappearing into a cloud of dust leaving behind an old black cloak.
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
*Oh geez did I just kill someone? :O*
*Whoops*
Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
(Nope he ain't dead yet. Just temporarily out of game)
A Young boy stands nearby terrified at seeing doom bite the dust (heh) he high tails it out.
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
*remember that vision, it is important...*
*story-relevant, Gibber will understand*
Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
(Okey doke)
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
Down around Herionidus' River, an increasingly large structure can be seen, partially built right over and in the rushing water, with many contraptions and machines spinning and siphoning, harnessing the power of the river for its own needs. Other than this, it's mainly still a skeleton of a building, with many large empty rooms visible on the inside.
The hundred or so people, along with Phillip, the inventor, are working diligently around and inside of the structure, making some decent progress. They also seem to be temporarily repurposing the large structure as homes to live in while they expand it.
⌜╔═════════════ The Board ══════════════╗⌝
...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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