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.
"My name? It's Panare, sir. And who may you be, if I can ask?"
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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.
"My name? It's Panare, sir. And who may you be, if I can ask?"
His grin grows inhumanly wide "My name is Happy Chaos."
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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.
“So who rules this domain?”
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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.
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.
"My name? It's Panare, sir. And who may you be, if I can ask?"
His grin grows inhumanly wide "My name is Happy Chaos."
"Happy... Chaos? Apologize if I'm being rude, but why were you named that?"
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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.”
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.
“So who rules this domain?”
"Faltros. Demon of fear, fire, war, and now the souls of the damned." He lists them on his fingers as he says them. "Wasn't always stuck down here, ya' know. Used to be up on the surface, had a big plan to overthrow the gods, rule the world, stuff like that. But then he got beaten." As he speaks, a spirit trips and falls into the river of fire, getting burned in a geyser of the stuff. Nobody bothers to help the spirit.
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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.”
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.
“So who rules this domain?”
"Faltros. Demon of fear, fire, war, and now the souls of the damned." He lists them on his fingers as he says them. "Wasn't always stuck down here, ya' know. Used to be up on the surface, had a big plan to overthrow the gods, rule the world, stuff like that. But then he got beaten." As he speaks, a spirit trips and falls into the river of fire, getting burned in a geyser of the stuff. Nobody bothers to help the spirit.
“How poetic.” Balatro reaches his marotte out to help lift the spirit from the river.
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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.
"Happy... Chaos? Apologize if I'm being rude, but why were you named that?"
"I enjoy literal names, and I'm happy when I cause..?" He says gesturing him to finish.
"Oh. I see. I was gonna recommend you visit the city of the Order Mythos if you're looking for Wills, but I feel like they wouldn't like you that much. Anyways, nice to meet you."
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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
"Happy... Chaos? Apologize if I'm being rude, but why were you named that?"
"I enjoy literal names, and I'm happy when I cause..?" He says gesturing him to finish.
"Oh. I see. I was gonna recommend you visit the city of the Order Mythos if you're looking for Wills, but I feel like they wouldn't like you that much. Anyways, nice to meet you."
"Thank you, a pleasure. " He begins to walk off "And I hope they don't like me." He teleports to the City of Order and begins to walk around.
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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.
“So who rules this domain?”
"Faltros. Demon of fear, fire, war, and now the souls of the damned." He lists them on his fingers as he says them. "Wasn't always stuck down here, ya' know. Used to be up on the surface, had a big plan to overthrow the gods, rule the world, stuff like that. But then he got beaten." As he speaks, a spirit trips and falls into the river of fire, getting burned in a geyser of the stuff. Nobody bothers to help the spirit.
“How poetic.” Balatro reaches his marotte out to help lift the spirit from the river.
"Sure is. Had to flee with practically his only remaining loyal members of his army, 17 Warlocks. And rumors are swirling that even some of them want to defect!" He laughs a bit. "Anyways, what did you come here for? Most people don't arrive at a burning hellscape without a reason." The spirit reaches out their hand, but can't reach it. Their face sinks into the lava, then their outstretched hand sinks down as well.
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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
"Happy... Chaos? Apologize if I'm being rude, but why were you named that?"
"I enjoy literal names, and I'm happy when I cause..?" He says gesturing him to finish.
"Oh. I see. I was gonna recommend you visit the city of the Order Mythos if you're looking for Wills, but I feel like they wouldn't like you that much. Anyways, nice to meet you."
"Thank you, a pleasure. " He begins to walk off "And I hope they don't like me." He teleports to the City of Order and begins to walk around.
It's, well, a city. A big city, stretching out for miles. A large clocktower sits on a mountain, reaching high into the sky.
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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
"Happy... Chaos? Apologize if I'm being rude, but why were you named that?"
"I enjoy literal names, and I'm happy when I cause..?" He says gesturing him to finish.
"Oh. I see. I was gonna recommend you visit the city of the Order Mythos if you're looking for Wills, but I feel like they wouldn't like you that much. Anyways, nice to meet you."
"Thank you, a pleasure. " He begins to walk off "And I hope they don't like me." He teleports to the City of Order and begins to walk around.
It's, well, a city. A big city, stretching out for miles. A large clocktower sits on a mountain, reaching high into the sky.
He teleports to the top of the clocktower and begins to yodel from there.
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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.
Sarahphym teleports back to the City of Order, ready to inform Cogintius on their progress with winter, but stops when they hear... yodeling? Determined to find the cause of this incessant racket, they scour the city for its source.
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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)
Sarahphym teleports back to the City of Order, ready to inform Cogintius on their progress with winter, but stops when they hear... yodeling? Determined to find the cause of this incessant racket, they scour the city for its source.
There is a man standing at the clocktower, amplifying his voice so the entire city can hear his yodeling.
Desc:
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.
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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.
Cogintius, an old man wearing white robes embroidered with blue, holding a golden spear, also walks out. "Who trespasses on the property of the Order Mythos?" He points his spear to the top of the tower.
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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
Sarahphym teleports back to the City of Order, ready to inform Cogintius on their progress with winter, but stops when they hear... yodeling? Determined to find the cause of this incessant racket, they scour the city for its source.
There is a man standing at the clocktower, amplifying his voice so the entire city can hear his yodeling.
Desc:
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.
Sarah swoops down to eye level of Happy Chaos, staring at him with their cold white 'eyes'. A spear of glacial ice is visible in their icy left hand, but it isn't raised in attack.
"And just what do you think you're doing?" The area around the two of them plummets in temperature, and a bitingly cold wind blows past.
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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)
Sarahphym teleports back to the City of Order, ready to inform Cogintius on their progress with winter, but stops when they hear... yodeling? Determined to find the cause of this incessant racket, they scour the city for its source.
There is a man standing at the clocktower, amplifying his voice so the entire city can hear his yodeling.
Desc:
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.
Sarah swoops down to eye level of Happy Chaos, staring at him with their cold white 'eyes'. A spear of glacial ice is visible in their icy left hand, but it isn't raised in attack.
"And just what do you think you're doing?" The area around the two of them plummets in temperature, and a bitingly cold wind blows past.
An unnaturally wide grin spreads across his face "Yodeling, is that an issue? Because I hope it is."
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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.
"My name? It's Panare, sir. And who may you be, if I can ask?"
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
His grin grows inhumanly wide "My name is Happy Chaos."
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
“So who rules this domain?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Happy... Chaos? Apologize if I'm being rude, but why were you named that?"
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
"Faltros. Demon of fear, fire, war, and now the souls of the damned." He lists them on his fingers as he says them. "Wasn't always stuck down here, ya' know. Used to be up on the surface, had a big plan to overthrow the gods, rule the world, stuff like that. But then he got beaten." As he speaks, a spirit trips and falls into the river of fire, getting burned in a geyser of the stuff. Nobody bothers to help the spirit.
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
"I enjoy literal names, and I'm happy when I cause..?" He says gesturing him to finish.
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
“How poetic.” Balatro reaches his marotte out to help lift the spirit from the river.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Oh. I see. I was gonna recommend you visit the city of the Order Mythos if you're looking for Wills, but I feel like they wouldn't like you that much. Anyways, nice to meet you."
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
"Thank you, a pleasure. " He begins to walk off "And I hope they don't like me." He teleports to the City of Order and begins to walk around.
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
"Sure is. Had to flee with practically his only remaining loyal members of his army, 17 Warlocks. And rumors are swirling that even some of them want to defect!" He laughs a bit. "Anyways, what did you come here for? Most people don't arrive at a burning hellscape without a reason." The spirit reaches out their hand, but can't reach it. Their face sinks into the lava, then their outstretched hand sinks down as well.
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
It's, well, a city. A big city, stretching out for miles. A large clocktower sits on a mountain, reaching high into the sky.
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 teleports to the top of the clocktower and begins to yodel from there.
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
Sarahphym teleports back to the City of Order, ready to inform Cogintius on their progress with winter, but stops when they hear... yodeling? Determined to find the cause of this incessant racket, they scour the city for its source.
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)
There is a man standing at the clocktower, amplifying his voice so the entire city can hear his yodeling.
Desc:
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.
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
Cogintius, an old man wearing white robes embroidered with blue, holding a golden spear, also walks out. "Who trespasses on the property of the Order Mythos?" He points his spear to the top of the tower.
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
"The mightiest of the Great One!" comes the voice from the clocktower.
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
Sarah swoops down to eye level of Happy Chaos, staring at him with their cold white 'eyes'. A spear of glacial ice is visible in their icy left hand, but it isn't raised in attack.
"And just what do you think you're doing?" The area around the two of them plummets in temperature, and a bitingly cold wind blows past.
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)
An unnaturally wide grin spreads across his face "Yodeling, is that an issue? Because I hope it is."
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
"How long ago did you come into this world? Because I haven't seen or heard of you before."
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
"Can't hear you down there!"
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.
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