“A serpent. I got plenty of those round my parts. You ain’t gonna scare me with your slithering and rattling. You from round here?”
A hiss echoes through the caverns, Crotalus being able to understand it.
”The new world… is strange… even unhatched I could taste the difference…”
"So you're a youngin. World is a strange place, you got that right." He tilts his horned head and sand hisses as it pours out of one of his eye sockets. "You been here before?"
“No, but I have not been anywhere before. I was born here, but from the old world…”
"Old world?" Crotalus questions.
”the place before time in this world’s sense.”
“I see, so you some sorta world serpent? Or are you a tempter?”
“I shall bring chaos to this world, for this place is starved of it. I am destined to shake the very foundations of reality and bring dark magics and curses to this world… I am small and weak now, but soon I will grow…stronger, larger, and not even the dead will be spared…”
The voice retreats deeper into the underworld, albeit slowly if Crotalus wants to follow. A cloud of black smoke appears, tracing a path for him.
tempor is there also. "there is much chaos in this world, as I am the one who brings it."
“There is an entire pantheon of gods dedicated to bringing and keeping order. There’s quite an imbalance here.”
"true chaos can only be found amongst order"
“True chaos can only be created when there is order. Which is what I am here to bring. Chaos among the order.”
“A serpent. I got plenty of those round my parts. You ain’t gonna scare me with your slithering and rattling. You from round here?”
A hiss echoes through the caverns, Crotalus being able to understand it.
”The new world… is strange… even unhatched I could taste the difference…”
"So you're a youngin. World is a strange place, you got that right." He tilts his horned head and sand hisses as it pours out of one of his eye sockets. "You been here before?"
“No, but I have not been anywhere before. I was born here, but from the old world…”
"Old world?" Crotalus questions.
”the place before time in this world’s sense.”
“I see, so you some sorta world serpent? Or are you a tempter?”
“I shall bring chaos to this world, for this place is starved of it. I am destined to shake the very foundations of reality and bring dark magics and curses to this world… I am small and weak now, but soon I will grow…stronger, larger, and not even the dead will be spared…”
The voice retreats deeper into the underworld, albeit slowly if Crotalus wants to follow. A cloud of black smoke appears, tracing a path for him.
tempor is there also. "there is much chaos in this world, as I am the one who brings it."
“There is an entire pantheon of gods dedicated to bringing and keeping order. There’s quite an imbalance here.”
"true chaos can only be found amongst order"
“True chaos can only be created when there is order. Which is what I am here to bring. Chaos among the order.”
"chaos does not require death."
“But wouldn’t it be much more chaotic if it included death?”
“A serpent. I got plenty of those round my parts. You ain’t gonna scare me with your slithering and rattling. You from round here?”
A hiss echoes through the caverns, Crotalus being able to understand it.
”The new world… is strange… even unhatched I could taste the difference…”
"So you're a youngin. World is a strange place, you got that right." He tilts his horned head and sand hisses as it pours out of one of his eye sockets. "You been here before?"
“No, but I have not been anywhere before. I was born here, but from the old world…”
"Old world?" Crotalus questions.
”the place before time in this world’s sense.”
“I see, so you some sorta world serpent? Or are you a tempter?”
“I shall bring chaos to this world, for this place is starved of it. I am destined to shake the very foundations of reality and bring dark magics and curses to this world… I am small and weak now, but soon I will grow…stronger, larger, and not even the dead will be spared…”
The voice retreats deeper into the underworld, albeit slowly if Crotalus wants to follow. A cloud of black smoke appears, tracing a path for him.
tempor is there also. "there is much chaos in this world, as I am the one who brings it."
“There is an entire pantheon of gods dedicated to bringing and keeping order. There’s quite an imbalance here.”
"true chaos can only be found amongst order"
“True chaos can only be created when there is order. Which is what I am here to bring. Chaos among the order.”
"chaos does not require death."
“But wouldn’t it be much more chaotic if it included death?”
“A serpent. I got plenty of those round my parts. You ain’t gonna scare me with your slithering and rattling. You from round here?”
A hiss echoes through the caverns, Crotalus being able to understand it.
”The new world… is strange… even unhatched I could taste the difference…”
"So you're a youngin. World is a strange place, you got that right." He tilts his horned head and sand hisses as it pours out of one of his eye sockets. "You been here before?"
“No, but I have not been anywhere before. I was born here, but from the old world…”
"Old world?" Crotalus questions.
”the place before time in this world’s sense.”
“I see, so you some sorta world serpent? Or are you a tempter?”
“I shall bring chaos to this world, for this place is starved of it. I am destined to shake the very foundations of reality and bring dark magics and curses to this world… I am small and weak now, but soon I will grow…stronger, larger, and not even the dead will be spared…”
The voice retreats deeper into the underworld, albeit slowly if Crotalus wants to follow. A cloud of black smoke appears, tracing a path for him.
tempor is there also. "there is much chaos in this world, as I am the one who brings it."
“There is an entire pantheon of gods dedicated to bringing and keeping order. There’s quite an imbalance here.”
"true chaos can only be found amongst order"
“True chaos can only be created when there is order. Which is what I am here to bring. Chaos among the order.”
"chaos does not require death."
“But wouldn’t it be much more chaotic if it included death?”
“A serpent. I got plenty of those round my parts. You ain’t gonna scare me with your slithering and rattling. You from round here?”
A hiss echoes through the caverns, Crotalus being able to understand it.
”The new world… is strange… even unhatched I could taste the difference…”
"So you're a youngin. World is a strange place, you got that right." He tilts his horned head and sand hisses as it pours out of one of his eye sockets. "You been here before?"
“No, but I have not been anywhere before. I was born here, but from the old world…”
"Old world?" Crotalus questions.
”the place before time in this world’s sense.”
“I see, so you some sorta world serpent? Or are you a tempter?”
“I shall bring chaos to this world, for this place is starved of it. I am destined to shake the very foundations of reality and bring dark magics and curses to this world… I am small and weak now, but soon I will grow…stronger, larger, and not even the dead will be spared…”
The voice retreats deeper into the underworld, albeit slowly if Crotalus wants to follow. A cloud of black smoke appears, tracing a path for him.
tempor is there also. "there is much chaos in this world, as I am the one who brings it."
“There is an entire pantheon of gods dedicated to bringing and keeping order. There’s quite an imbalance here.”
"true chaos can only be found amongst order"
“True chaos can only be created when there is order. Which is what I am here to bring. Chaos among the order.”
"chaos does not require death."
“But wouldn’t it be much more chaotic if it included death?”
"no. you are mistaking chaos with destruction"
“Is destruction not chaotic?*
"if, at sunup daily, the youngest person in the world had a heart attack, would that be chaotic? no, it would be quite orderly."
“A serpent. I got plenty of those round my parts. You ain’t gonna scare me with your slithering and rattling. You from round here?”
A hiss echoes through the caverns, Crotalus being able to understand it.
”The new world… is strange… even unhatched I could taste the difference…”
"So you're a youngin. World is a strange place, you got that right." He tilts his horned head and sand hisses as it pours out of one of his eye sockets. "You been here before?"
“No, but I have not been anywhere before. I was born here, but from the old world…”
"Old world?" Crotalus questions.
”the place before time in this world’s sense.”
“I see, so you some sorta world serpent? Or are you a tempter?”
“I shall bring chaos to this world, for this place is starved of it. I am destined to shake the very foundations of reality and bring dark magics and curses to this world… I am small and weak now, but soon I will grow…stronger, larger, and not even the dead will be spared…”
The voice retreats deeper into the underworld, albeit slowly if Crotalus wants to follow. A cloud of black smoke appears, tracing a path for him.
tempor is there also. "there is much chaos in this world, as I am the one who brings it."
“There is an entire pantheon of gods dedicated to bringing and keeping order. There’s quite an imbalance here.”
"true chaos can only be found amongst order"
“True chaos can only be created when there is order. Which is what I am here to bring. Chaos among the order.”
"chaos does not require death."
“But wouldn’t it be much more chaotic if it included death?”
"no. you are mistaking chaos with destruction"
“Is destruction not chaotic?*
"if, at sunup daily, the youngest person in the world had a heart attack, would that be chaotic? no, it would be quite orderly."
“Yes, because that is ordered, and is predictable. But humans dying randomly and the world changing constantly, magic swirling around and changing everything, harm and suffering plaguing the world? That’s chaos! I am simply, well, destructive and violent chaos. Evil chaos personified.”
Faltros is sitting in the Underworld when a devil whispers to him. "WHAT?" He sends out the 17 Warlocks to find Crotalus, Tempor and the Crown of Slaughter.
Cogintius has created an animal- a sheep, who has fluffy harvestable wool, as a preparation for the mortals to endure winter.
Gibber is wondering what the max will limit is.
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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
Faltros is sitting in the Underworld when a devil whispers to him. "WHAT?" He sends out the 17 Warlocks to find Crotalus, Tempor and the Crown of Slaughter.
Cogintius has created an animal- a sheep, who has fluffy harvestable wool, as a preparation for the mortals to endure winter.
Gibber is wondering what the max will limit is.
Balatro strides seamlessly into the Underworld. “Feels like home, doesn’t it…” It murmurs to itself. “May as well head for the palace.”
A man with blue skin walks around, he isn't wearing anything on his chest or feet but is wearing pants. He is 5'10 and 141 pounds. He has a single very unique revolver in his holster and is wearing X shaped sunglasses. He seems to be completely insane and happy with it, he's walks around smiling at people. He is a great one and is bound to the Luck domain.
“A serpent. I got plenty of those round my parts. You ain’t gonna scare me with your slithering and rattling. You from round here?”
A hiss echoes through the caverns, Crotalus being able to understand it.
”The new world… is strange… even unhatched I could taste the difference…”
"So you're a youngin. World is a strange place, you got that right." He tilts his horned head and sand hisses as it pours out of one of his eye sockets. "You been here before?"
“No, but I have not been anywhere before. I was born here, but from the old world…”
"Old world?" Crotalus questions.
”the place before time in this world’s sense.”
“I see, so you some sorta world serpent? Or are you a tempter?”
“I shall bring chaos to this world, for this place is starved of it. I am destined to shake the very foundations of reality and bring dark magics and curses to this world… I am small and weak now, but soon I will grow…stronger, larger, and not even the dead will be spared…”
The voice retreats deeper into the underworld, albeit slowly if Crotalus wants to follow. A cloud of black smoke appears, tracing a path for him.
tempor is there also. "there is much chaos in this world, as I am the one who brings it."
“There is an entire pantheon of gods dedicated to bringing and keeping order. There’s quite an imbalance here.”
"true chaos can only be found amongst order"
“True chaos can only be created when there is order. Which is what I am here to bring. Chaos among the order.”
"chaos does not require death."
“But wouldn’t it be much more chaotic if it included death?”
"no. you are mistaking chaos with destruction"
“Is destruction not chaotic?*
"if, at sunup daily, the youngest person in the world had a heart attack, would that be chaotic? no, it would be quite orderly."
“Yes, because that is ordered, and is predictable. But humans dying randomly and the world changing constantly, magic swirling around and changing everything, harm and suffering plaguing the world? That’s chaos! I am simply, well, destructive and violent chaos. Evil chaos personified.”
"Order and chaos needn't be exclusive. The wilds of rules and regulations, yet they are still wild and chaotic." He shakes his horned head, "There ain't no point in evil and nonsense. You pave for yourself a path of destruction and their ain't nothin' nobody gits from that. Ain't no point."
A man with blue skin walks around, he isn't wearing anything on his chest or feet but is wearing pants. He is 5'10 and 141 pounds. He has a single very unique revolver in his holster and is wearing X shaped sunglasses. He seems to be completely insane and happy with it, he's walks around smiling at people. He is a great one by the name of Happy Chaos and is bound to the Luck domain.
Faltros is sitting in the Underworld when a devil whispers to him. "WHAT?" He sends out the 17 Warlocks to find Crotalus, Tempor and the Crown of Slaughter.
Cogintius has created an animal- a sheep, who has fluffy harvestable wool, as a preparation for the mortals to endure winter.
Gibber is wondering what the max will limit is.
Balatro strides seamlessly into the Underworld. “Feels like home, doesn’t it…” It murmurs to itself. “May as well head for the palace.”
It comes across the very start of a river of fire. A boat is docked on there, with a devil standing on it, holding an oar of charred wood. "If you wanna get to the palace quickly, just give me the word. And potentially a coin. I wasn't given this oar for nothing. Or just walk there. Or teleport there, since it seems to me that you're a Will. Your choice."
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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
A man with blue skin walks around, he isn't wearing anything on his chest or feet but is wearing pants. He is 5'10 and 141 pounds. He has a single very unique revolver in his holster and is wearing X shaped sunglasses. He seems to be completely insane and happy with it, he's walks around smiling at people. He is a great one by the name of Happy Chaos and is bound to the Luck domain.
*Finally introed here.*
He comes across a camp. A mortal sits in it, mapping the area around him.
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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
A man with blue skin walks around, he isn't wearing anything on his chest or feet but is wearing pants. He is 5'10 and 141 pounds. He has a single very unique revolver in his holster and is wearing X shaped sunglasses. He seems to be completely insane and happy with it, he's walks around smiling at people. He is a great one by the name of Happy Chaos and is bound to the Luck domain.
*Finally introed here.*
He comes across a camp. A mortal sits in it, mapping the area around him.
He walks over to the mortal, flipping a coin, landing on heads every time "Hello there, would you kindly direct me to the other divine?"
Faltros is sitting in the Underworld when a devil whispers to him. "WHAT?" He sends out the 17 Warlocks to find Crotalus, Tempor and the Crown of Slaughter.
Cogintius has created an animal- a sheep, who has fluffy harvestable wool, as a preparation for the mortals to endure winter.
Gibber is wondering what the max will limit is.
Balatro strides seamlessly into the Underworld. “Feels like home, doesn’t it…” It murmurs to itself. “May as well head for the palace.”
It comes across the very start of a river of fire. A boat is docked on there, with a devil standing on it, holding an oar of charred wood. "If you wanna get to the palace quickly, just give me the word. And potentially a coin. I wasn't given this oar for nothing. Or just walk there. Or teleport there, since it seems to me that you're a Will. Your choice."
Balatro twirls its marotte. “Oho, this is definitely already home! I wouldn’t want to bankrupt the damned, on top of everything else.” It flips the cane’s head back and tosses a 27mm gold coin emblazoned with the image of a long-dead emperor to the devil.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A man with blue skin walks around, he isn't wearing anything on his chest or feet but is wearing pants. He is 5'10 and 141 pounds. He has a single very unique revolver in his holster and is wearing X shaped sunglasses. He seems to be completely insane and happy with it, he's walks around smiling at people. He is a great one by the name of Happy Chaos and is bound to the Luck domain.
*Finally introed here.*
He comes across a camp. A mortal sits in it, mapping the area around him.
He walks over to the mortal, flipping a coin, landing on heads every time "Hello there, would you kindly direct me to the other divine?"
The mortal, surprised, falls off his log seat. He then gets back up. "Oh! Didn't see you there. Uh, other Wills? Let me check my map..." He pulls out a map that seems to detail a large portion of the world and begins looking over it.
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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
A man with blue skin walks around, he isn't wearing anything on his chest or feet but is wearing pants. He is 5'10 and 141 pounds. He has a single very unique revolver in his holster and is wearing X shaped sunglasses. He seems to be completely insane and happy with it, he's walks around smiling at people. He is a great one by the name of Happy Chaos and is bound to the Luck domain.
*Finally introed here.*
He comes across a camp. A mortal sits in it, mapping the area around him.
He walks over to the mortal, flipping a coin, landing on heads every time "Hello there, would you kindly direct me to the other divine?"
The mortal, surprised, falls off his log seat. He then gets back up. "Oh! Didn't see you there. Uh, other Wills? Let me check my map..." He pulls out a map that seems to detail a large portion of the world and begins looking over it.
Happy Chaos gives him a wide grin "My fault, I seem to have gotten lost. Who might you be dear mortal?" He pats him on the back, his hands warm despite being completely blue.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Faltros is sitting in the Underworld when a devil whispers to him. "WHAT?" He sends out the 17 Warlocks to find Crotalus, Tempor and the Crown of Slaughter.
Cogintius has created an animal- a sheep, who has fluffy harvestable wool, as a preparation for the mortals to endure winter.
Gibber is wondering what the max will limit is.
Balatro strides seamlessly into the Underworld. “Feels like home, doesn’t it…” It murmurs to itself. “May as well head for the palace.”
It comes across the very start of a river of fire. A boat is docked on there, with a devil standing on it, holding an oar of charred wood. "If you wanna get to the palace quickly, just give me the word. And potentially a coin. I wasn't given this oar for nothing. Or just walk there. Or teleport there, since it seems to me that you're a Will. Your choice."
Balatro twirls its marotte. “Oho, this is definitely already home! I wouldn’t want to bankrupt the damned, on top of everything else.” It flips the cane’s head back and tosses a 27mm gold coin emblazoned with the image of a long-dead emperor to the devil.
The devil examines the coin, and puts it in his pocket. "That'll definitely do. Thank ya' kindly." Some spirits also board quickly, giving the devil ferryman coins as well. "And on we go." He begins quickly rowing, moving the boat down the river as lava bubbles below the boat.
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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
"chaos does not require death."
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
“But wouldn’t it be much more chaotic if it included death?”
*it, and 28 days ago*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
"no. you are mistaking chaos with destruction"
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
“Is destruction not chaotic?*
"if, at sunup daily, the youngest person in the world had a heart attack, would that be chaotic? no, it would be quite orderly."
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
“Yes, because that is ordered, and is predictable. But humans dying randomly and the world changing constantly, magic swirling around and changing everything, harm and suffering plaguing the world? That’s chaos! I am simply, well, destructive and violent chaos. Evil chaos personified.”
Faltros is sitting in the Underworld when a devil whispers to him. "WHAT?" He sends out the 17 Warlocks to find Crotalus, Tempor and the Crown of Slaughter.
Cogintius has created an animal- a sheep, who has fluffy harvestable wool, as a preparation for the mortals to endure winter.
Gibber is wondering what the max will limit is.
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
Balatro strides seamlessly into the Underworld. “Feels like home, doesn’t it…” It murmurs to itself. “May as well head for the palace.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A man with blue skin walks around, he isn't wearing anything on his chest or feet but is wearing pants. He is 5'10 and 141 pounds. He has a single very unique revolver in his holster and is wearing X shaped sunglasses. He seems to be completely insane and happy with it, he's walks around smiling at people. He is a great one and is bound to the Luck domain.
*Finally introed here.*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"Order and chaos needn't be exclusive. The wilds of rules and regulations, yet they are still wild and chaotic." He shakes his horned head, "There ain't no point in evil and nonsense. You pave for yourself a path of destruction and their ain't nothin' nobody gits from that. Ain't no point."
Sarahphym is out in the fields near the center of the continent, watching the frost grow on the grass from the morning dew.
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)
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
It comes across the very start of a river of fire. A boat is docked on there, with a devil standing on it, holding an oar of charred wood. "If you wanna get to the palace quickly, just give me the word. And potentially a coin. I wasn't given this oar for nothing. Or just walk there. Or teleport there, since it seems to me that you're a Will. Your choice."
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
He comes across a camp. A mortal sits in it, mapping the area around him.
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
He walks over to the mortal, flipping a coin, landing on heads every time "Hello there, would you kindly direct me to the other divine?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Balatro twirls its marotte. “Oho, this is definitely already home! I wouldn’t want to bankrupt the damned, on top of everything else.” It flips the cane’s head back and tosses a 27mm gold coin emblazoned with the image of a long-dead emperor to the devil.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The mortal, surprised, falls off his log seat. He then gets back up. "Oh! Didn't see you there. Uh, other Wills? Let me check my map..." He pulls out a map that seems to detail a large portion of the world and begins looking over it.
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
Happy Chaos gives him a wide grin "My fault, I seem to have gotten lost. Who might you be dear mortal?" He pats him on the back, his hands warm despite being completely blue.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
The devil examines the coin, and puts it in his pocket. "That'll definitely do. Thank ya' kindly." Some spirits also board quickly, giving the devil ferryman coins as well. "And on we go." He begins quickly rowing, moving the boat down the river as lava bubbles below the boat.
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