"I shall keep you alive, as I merely wanted to teach you a lesson. Do not be a nuisance, and follow the orders I give you, if you want to live in the city." Suddenly, he steps back as he gains power. "What? How did you gain your power back? In fact, you seem even more powerful then before!"
*Gonna give a redemption arc to Cog if I can, as after hearing all of your reasons I kinda hate him a bit.*
*Zenkai boost type shii* Happy Chaos stretches with his grins wrapping around his head "I am still not strong enough to face you. I will fight for the sake of this city, as I said before, I don't care what you tell me." Two revolvers materialize in holsters to his sides "I have been granted a second chance. I won't waste it."
"please do not. he is a horrible person, but he means well."
"I assume you are the one to grant me this power? Thank you."
"me and the rest of the walkers. we merely intended to restore you to your former power."
"You have granted me far more than I had. I am a truly realized force now. Trickery, Flesh, Luck, and War."
"aye. you share around two domains with wills of our number."
“Who are you anyway? If you don’t mind me asking.”
"I am tempor, the thundercloud is the storm lord, and the beast is okhmus. along with croaltus, we are the chaos walkers."
“Oh my name is Happy Chaos. That’s fun.”
"indeed. you share similar goals to us, which is why we helped you"
“What are your goals? Honestly I’m just trying to stop people from abusing their power and entertaining myself.”
*ello. It seems Cog has found out about Aemulus? Although from what I read, not their name?*
*Yeah. So that might cause some issues.*
Cogintius is in the T.O.M, writing books to pass the time. *Expect slightly less interaction with Cog as I figure out how to make him not an anger issue filled (gp).*
Faltros, having found nothing, has considered that the reports may have been fake and has summoned for the residents of the underworld that supposedly saw the intruders. In the meantime he is sipping on a glass of wine.
Something strange is happening in a 100 foot radius circle (200 diameter). Things seem to be floating around, and there is a peculiar tension in the air.
The crows are flying all around the city, carving the same staircase swirling eye symbol on every wood and stone surface they can find. A pair of them, the size of huskies, are following a young man throughout the city. Their beaks are stained with blood and a green sort of poison.
a group of wandering nomadic Herionidians, say 50 of them, come across the strange 100 foot area. Three of them, probably the leaders of the Nomads, go to investigate.
(I feel like at this point in the thread we could probably add some sort of timeskip feature where every certain number of pages a certain number of years pass in the game world, just to add a sense of progress. But I feel like that might be too big of a change to do without Baalz.)
Cogintius puts his book down. "What am I doing? I must get to work on solving the issues of the city. What did those chaos walkers say? A serpent... And Happy Chaos said something about crows. Strange." He teleports outside of the T.O.M, looking around until he finds something.
Clumps of the earth rise up in oddly shaped spheres, then explode back towards the ground, then the process repeats over and over. A large floating spiral pattern rises up in a cylinder shape, stopping around the top of the area and collecting in a circle of dirt, stone, and brief flashes of alien, shadowy energy.
*If that's the case, how much time would have skipped by now? Just curious*
He finds one of the large crows creating a nest on a chimney. The outside of the chimney is inscribed with that strange symbol, and the nest is made out of charred wood dripping with a sizzling green poison.
“What is this…” one of them asks the others, trying to poke on of the spheres with her cane.
*I’d imagine if we implement it then up until we do so time would have passed in relation to the old world or maybe at a 3-1 ratio, so it’d have been a few years. And then something else once we put it into effect like every ten pages after that is 1 year. Of course this is just brainstorming and I don’t want to make anything official until Baalz gets back*
Using his knowledge brainy god powers, he attempts to read the mind of the crow to determine things like its motives and origin.
The sphere explodes in a sudden burst, then seems to do so again but in reverse, as if it never exploded, then it explodes again, half of it joining the spiral pattern and the other sinking back in the ground. Crackles of more of the alien energy flicker.
*Okey dokey.*
For motives, it’s too bestial for him to decipher anything beyond getting food, surviving, and carving that strange symbol any chance it gets. For origin, it came from a flock of crows that ate from a herd of 19 cow corpses that appeared randomly in a field outside the city one night. After three hours of the crows feasting, nothing was left. They ate all of the corpses, bones and all. They have started to mutate and become more monstrous, influenced by some dark magic.
the leader backs away and turns towards the rest of the group. “You all! Travel a bit away just so this place is barely in view and set up camp. We’re going to investigate further, expect us back in a few hours.” The group starts to leave, and then once they get around a Mile or two away, they start to set up their tents and fires, cooking up complex and flavorful dishes with minimal supplies, experts because of their Herionidian origins.
"Interesting." He inspects the symbol. "Perhaps this is the symbol of a Will or a cult, like that of the Godless Ones." He thinks to himself. He uses some more brainy knowledge god powers to give the crow more intelligence, also giving it the ability to speak Common.
It just remains there, continuing to be chaotic as it was before. *Resisting the urge to say, "it just stands there... MENACINGLY!"*
“Cr-Cro…” it starts to speak, amazed by its newfound sentience. From its mind, Cog learns it definitely serves some sort of powerful master. He also picks up the phrase, “Hate from below the earth, Hate from within our skin,” in its mind, whatever that could mean.
They stay there for around half an hour, observing. After that, they head back to the camp.
"Crotalus? Is that who you speak of?"
Whenever they all go to sleep, they remember what dreams they had exactly with perfect detail, even if their memory isn't good normally.
“Crotalus? CROTALUS!” It caws. It definitely knows the name. In it’s fit of squawking, it spits a glob of poison, which starts sizzling a hole in the root.
when they start to wake up, they are confused and slightly on edge because of this. When they mention it, the three leaders go to see if anything’s changed with the area of floating ground.
"Is Crotalus the one behind the occurrences here?"
It seems to be the same, if that can be said for an ever-changing cylinder of earth and Eldritch energy. *This is mainly just foreshadowing. The bigger stuff, like the Will behind this actually appearing, will happen later.*
“Crotalus… Crotalus do-does ha-have a… relation…” it caws.
*ello. It seems Cog has found out about Aemulus? Although from what I read, not their name?*
*Yeah. So that might cause some issues.*
Cogintius is in the T.O.M, writing books to pass the time. *Expect slightly less interaction with Cog as I figure out how to make him not an anger issue filled (gp).*
Faltros, having found nothing, has considered that the reports may have been fake and has summoned for the residents of the underworld that supposedly saw the intruders. In the meantime he is sipping on a glass of wine.
Something strange is happening in a 100 foot radius circle (200 diameter). Things seem to be floating around, and there is a peculiar tension in the air.
The crows are flying all around the city, carving the same staircase swirling eye symbol on every wood and stone surface they can find. A pair of them, the size of huskies, are following a young man throughout the city. Their beaks are stained with blood and a green sort of poison.
a group of wandering nomadic Herionidians, say 50 of them, come across the strange 100 foot area. Three of them, probably the leaders of the Nomads, go to investigate.
(I feel like at this point in the thread we could probably add some sort of timeskip feature where every certain number of pages a certain number of years pass in the game world, just to add a sense of progress. But I feel like that might be too big of a change to do without Baalz.)
Cogintius puts his book down. "What am I doing? I must get to work on solving the issues of the city. What did those chaos walkers say? A serpent... And Happy Chaos said something about crows. Strange." He teleports outside of the T.O.M, looking around until he finds something.
Clumps of the earth rise up in oddly shaped spheres, then explode back towards the ground, then the process repeats over and over. A large floating spiral pattern rises up in a cylinder shape, stopping around the top of the area and collecting in a circle of dirt, stone, and brief flashes of alien, shadowy energy.
*If that's the case, how much time would have skipped by now? Just curious*
He finds one of the large crows creating a nest on a chimney. The outside of the chimney is inscribed with that strange symbol, and the nest is made out of charred wood dripping with a sizzling green poison.
“What is this…” one of them asks the others, trying to poke on of the spheres with her cane.
*I’d imagine if we implement it then up until we do so time would have passed in relation to the old world or maybe at a 3-1 ratio, so it’d have been a few years. And then something else once we put it into effect like every ten pages after that is 1 year. Of course this is just brainstorming and I don’t want to make anything official until Baalz gets back*
Using his knowledge brainy god powers, he attempts to read the mind of the crow to determine things like its motives and origin.
The sphere explodes in a sudden burst, then seems to do so again but in reverse, as if it never exploded, then it explodes again, half of it joining the spiral pattern and the other sinking back in the ground. Crackles of more of the alien energy flicker.
*Okey dokey.*
For motives, it’s too bestial for him to decipher anything beyond getting food, surviving, and carving that strange symbol any chance it gets. For origin, it came from a flock of crows that ate from a herd of 19 cow corpses that appeared randomly in a field outside the city one night. After three hours of the crows feasting, nothing was left. They ate all of the corpses, bones and all. They have started to mutate and become more monstrous, influenced by some dark magic.
the leader backs away and turns towards the rest of the group. “You all! Travel a bit away just so this place is barely in view and set up camp. We’re going to investigate further, expect us back in a few hours.” The group starts to leave, and then once they get around a Mile or two away, they start to set up their tents and fires, cooking up complex and flavorful dishes with minimal supplies, experts because of their Herionidian origins.
"Interesting." He inspects the symbol. "Perhaps this is the symbol of a Will or a cult, like that of the Godless Ones." He thinks to himself. He uses some more brainy knowledge god powers to give the crow more intelligence, also giving it the ability to speak Common.
It just remains there, continuing to be chaotic as it was before. *Resisting the urge to say, "it just stands there... MENACINGLY!"*
“Cr-Cro…” it starts to speak, amazed by its newfound sentience. From its mind, Cog learns it definitely serves some sort of powerful master. He also picks up the phrase, “Hate from below the earth, Hate from within our skin,” in its mind, whatever that could mean.
They stay there for around half an hour, observing. After that, they head back to the camp.
"Crotalus? Is that who you speak of?"
Whenever they all go to sleep, they remember what dreams they had exactly with perfect detail, even if their memory isn't good normally.
“Crotalus? CROTALUS!” It caws. It definitely knows the name. In it’s fit of squawking, it spits a glob of poison, which starts sizzling a hole in the root.
when they start to wake up, they are confused and slightly on edge because of this. When they mention it, the three leaders go to see if anything’s changed with the area of floating ground.
"Is Crotalus the one behind the occurrences here?"
It seems to be the same, if that can be said for an ever-changing cylinder of earth and Eldritch energy. *This is mainly just foreshadowing. The bigger stuff, like the Will behind this actually appearing, will happen later.*
“Crotalus… Crotalus do-does ha-have a… relation…” it caws.
"What is the relation? Did he cause this?"
"i doubt it"
*Who's speaking?*
"When did you get here? And how did you find us?"
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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
*ello. It seems Cog has found out about Aemulus? Although from what I read, not their name?*
*Yeah. So that might cause some issues.*
Cogintius is in the T.O.M, writing books to pass the time. *Expect slightly less interaction with Cog as I figure out how to make him not an anger issue filled (gp).*
Faltros, having found nothing, has considered that the reports may have been fake and has summoned for the residents of the underworld that supposedly saw the intruders. In the meantime he is sipping on a glass of wine.
Something strange is happening in a 100 foot radius circle (200 diameter). Things seem to be floating around, and there is a peculiar tension in the air.
The crows are flying all around the city, carving the same staircase swirling eye symbol on every wood and stone surface they can find. A pair of them, the size of huskies, are following a young man throughout the city. Their beaks are stained with blood and a green sort of poison.
a group of wandering nomadic Herionidians, say 50 of them, come across the strange 100 foot area. Three of them, probably the leaders of the Nomads, go to investigate.
(I feel like at this point in the thread we could probably add some sort of timeskip feature where every certain number of pages a certain number of years pass in the game world, just to add a sense of progress. But I feel like that might be too big of a change to do without Baalz.)
Cogintius puts his book down. "What am I doing? I must get to work on solving the issues of the city. What did those chaos walkers say? A serpent... And Happy Chaos said something about crows. Strange." He teleports outside of the T.O.M, looking around until he finds something.
Clumps of the earth rise up in oddly shaped spheres, then explode back towards the ground, then the process repeats over and over. A large floating spiral pattern rises up in a cylinder shape, stopping around the top of the area and collecting in a circle of dirt, stone, and brief flashes of alien, shadowy energy.
*If that's the case, how much time would have skipped by now? Just curious*
He finds one of the large crows creating a nest on a chimney. The outside of the chimney is inscribed with that strange symbol, and the nest is made out of charred wood dripping with a sizzling green poison.
“What is this…” one of them asks the others, trying to poke on of the spheres with her cane.
*I’d imagine if we implement it then up until we do so time would have passed in relation to the old world or maybe at a 3-1 ratio, so it’d have been a few years. And then something else once we put it into effect like every ten pages after that is 1 year. Of course this is just brainstorming and I don’t want to make anything official until Baalz gets back*
Using his knowledge brainy god powers, he attempts to read the mind of the crow to determine things like its motives and origin.
The sphere explodes in a sudden burst, then seems to do so again but in reverse, as if it never exploded, then it explodes again, half of it joining the spiral pattern and the other sinking back in the ground. Crackles of more of the alien energy flicker.
*Okey dokey.*
For motives, it’s too bestial for him to decipher anything beyond getting food, surviving, and carving that strange symbol any chance it gets. For origin, it came from a flock of crows that ate from a herd of 19 cow corpses that appeared randomly in a field outside the city one night. After three hours of the crows feasting, nothing was left. They ate all of the corpses, bones and all. They have started to mutate and become more monstrous, influenced by some dark magic.
the leader backs away and turns towards the rest of the group. “You all! Travel a bit away just so this place is barely in view and set up camp. We’re going to investigate further, expect us back in a few hours.” The group starts to leave, and then once they get around a Mile or two away, they start to set up their tents and fires, cooking up complex and flavorful dishes with minimal supplies, experts because of their Herionidian origins.
"Interesting." He inspects the symbol. "Perhaps this is the symbol of a Will or a cult, like that of the Godless Ones." He thinks to himself. He uses some more brainy knowledge god powers to give the crow more intelligence, also giving it the ability to speak Common.
It just remains there, continuing to be chaotic as it was before. *Resisting the urge to say, "it just stands there... MENACINGLY!"*
“Cr-Cro…” it starts to speak, amazed by its newfound sentience. From its mind, Cog learns it definitely serves some sort of powerful master. He also picks up the phrase, “Hate from below the earth, Hate from within our skin,” in its mind, whatever that could mean.
They stay there for around half an hour, observing. After that, they head back to the camp.
"Crotalus? Is that who you speak of?"
Whenever they all go to sleep, they remember what dreams they had exactly with perfect detail, even if their memory isn't good normally.
“Crotalus? CROTALUS!” It caws. It definitely knows the name. In it’s fit of squawking, it spits a glob of poison, which starts sizzling a hole in the root.
when they start to wake up, they are confused and slightly on edge because of this. When they mention it, the three leaders go to see if anything’s changed with the area of floating ground.
"Is Crotalus the one behind the occurrences here?"
It seems to be the same, if that can be said for an ever-changing cylinder of earth and Eldritch energy. *This is mainly just foreshadowing. The bigger stuff, like the Will behind this actually appearing, will happen later.*
“Crotalus… Crotalus do-does ha-have a… relation…” it caws.
*ello. It seems Cog has found out about Aemulus? Although from what I read, not their name?*
*Yeah. So that might cause some issues.*
Cogintius is in the T.O.M, writing books to pass the time. *Expect slightly less interaction with Cog as I figure out how to make him not an anger issue filled (gp).*
Faltros, having found nothing, has considered that the reports may have been fake and has summoned for the residents of the underworld that supposedly saw the intruders. In the meantime he is sipping on a glass of wine.
Something strange is happening in a 100 foot radius circle (200 diameter). Things seem to be floating around, and there is a peculiar tension in the air.
The crows are flying all around the city, carving the same staircase swirling eye symbol on every wood and stone surface they can find. A pair of them, the size of huskies, are following a young man throughout the city. Their beaks are stained with blood and a green sort of poison.
a group of wandering nomadic Herionidians, say 50 of them, come across the strange 100 foot area. Three of them, probably the leaders of the Nomads, go to investigate.
(I feel like at this point in the thread we could probably add some sort of timeskip feature where every certain number of pages a certain number of years pass in the game world, just to add a sense of progress. But I feel like that might be too big of a change to do without Baalz.)
Cogintius puts his book down. "What am I doing? I must get to work on solving the issues of the city. What did those chaos walkers say? A serpent... And Happy Chaos said something about crows. Strange." He teleports outside of the T.O.M, looking around until he finds something.
Clumps of the earth rise up in oddly shaped spheres, then explode back towards the ground, then the process repeats over and over. A large floating spiral pattern rises up in a cylinder shape, stopping around the top of the area and collecting in a circle of dirt, stone, and brief flashes of alien, shadowy energy.
*If that's the case, how much time would have skipped by now? Just curious*
He finds one of the large crows creating a nest on a chimney. The outside of the chimney is inscribed with that strange symbol, and the nest is made out of charred wood dripping with a sizzling green poison.
“What is this…” one of them asks the others, trying to poke on of the spheres with her cane.
*I’d imagine if we implement it then up until we do so time would have passed in relation to the old world or maybe at a 3-1 ratio, so it’d have been a few years. And then something else once we put it into effect like every ten pages after that is 1 year. Of course this is just brainstorming and I don’t want to make anything official until Baalz gets back*
Using his knowledge brainy god powers, he attempts to read the mind of the crow to determine things like its motives and origin.
The sphere explodes in a sudden burst, then seems to do so again but in reverse, as if it never exploded, then it explodes again, half of it joining the spiral pattern and the other sinking back in the ground. Crackles of more of the alien energy flicker.
*Okey dokey.*
For motives, it’s too bestial for him to decipher anything beyond getting food, surviving, and carving that strange symbol any chance it gets. For origin, it came from a flock of crows that ate from a herd of 19 cow corpses that appeared randomly in a field outside the city one night. After three hours of the crows feasting, nothing was left. They ate all of the corpses, bones and all. They have started to mutate and become more monstrous, influenced by some dark magic.
the leader backs away and turns towards the rest of the group. “You all! Travel a bit away just so this place is barely in view and set up camp. We’re going to investigate further, expect us back in a few hours.” The group starts to leave, and then once they get around a Mile or two away, they start to set up their tents and fires, cooking up complex and flavorful dishes with minimal supplies, experts because of their Herionidian origins.
"Interesting." He inspects the symbol. "Perhaps this is the symbol of a Will or a cult, like that of the Godless Ones." He thinks to himself. He uses some more brainy knowledge god powers to give the crow more intelligence, also giving it the ability to speak Common.
It just remains there, continuing to be chaotic as it was before. *Resisting the urge to say, "it just stands there... MENACINGLY!"*
“Cr-Cro…” it starts to speak, amazed by its newfound sentience. From its mind, Cog learns it definitely serves some sort of powerful master. He also picks up the phrase, “Hate from below the earth, Hate from within our skin,” in its mind, whatever that could mean.
They stay there for around half an hour, observing. After that, they head back to the camp.
"Crotalus? Is that who you speak of?"
Whenever they all go to sleep, they remember what dreams they had exactly with perfect detail, even if their memory isn't good normally.
“Crotalus? CROTALUS!” It caws. It definitely knows the name. In it’s fit of squawking, it spits a glob of poison, which starts sizzling a hole in the root.
when they start to wake up, they are confused and slightly on edge because of this. When they mention it, the three leaders go to see if anything’s changed with the area of floating ground.
"Is Crotalus the one behind the occurrences here?"
It seems to be the same, if that can be said for an ever-changing cylinder of earth and Eldritch energy. *This is mainly just foreshadowing. The bigger stuff, like the Will behind this actually appearing, will happen later.*
“Crotalus… Crotalus do-does ha-have a… relation…” it caws.
"What is the relation? Did he cause this?"
"i doubt it"
*Who's speaking?*
"When did you get here? And how did you find us?"
*tempor. its sorta a spokesperson*
"two minutes later. and the storm lord told me."
"And how did the Storm Lord find us?"
*Just so you know, some people might not be comfortable with other people barging into their rp's. I'm fine with it, but you should ask first.*
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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
Nurgul is growing odd, bloated, plague-infesting plants and fungi in a random patch of desert.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Foréir is packing up his things on the outskirts of the City of Order
Cogintius walks up. "You are leaving? I will not object, as it is your choice. But if I may ask, why have you chosen to do so?"
“Felt like it. Plus. I said I wanted to find my footing and I have done so.”
"Very well then."
“I’ll come back once in awhile.”
"Then may we meet again soon."
He stuffs several weapons into various bags of holding “Know any large volcanoes?”
He thinks for a second. "No, I do not."
“Curses. I will have to find one on my own.”
"Theoretically, you could find a regular mountain and turn it into a volcano. Though I must ask you to either do it somewhere mortals won't be harmed or make it so it cannot erupt."
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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
*ello. It seems Cog has found out about Aemulus? Although from what I read, not their name?*
*Yeah. So that might cause some issues.*
Cogintius is in the T.O.M, writing books to pass the time. *Expect slightly less interaction with Cog as I figure out how to make him not an anger issue filled (gp).*
Faltros, having found nothing, has considered that the reports may have been fake and has summoned for the residents of the underworld that supposedly saw the intruders. In the meantime he is sipping on a glass of wine.
Something strange is happening in a 100 foot radius circle (200 diameter). Things seem to be floating around, and there is a peculiar tension in the air.
The crows are flying all around the city, carving the same staircase swirling eye symbol on every wood and stone surface they can find. A pair of them, the size of huskies, are following a young man throughout the city. Their beaks are stained with blood and a green sort of poison.
a group of wandering nomadic Herionidians, say 50 of them, come across the strange 100 foot area. Three of them, probably the leaders of the Nomads, go to investigate.
(I feel like at this point in the thread we could probably add some sort of timeskip feature where every certain number of pages a certain number of years pass in the game world, just to add a sense of progress. But I feel like that might be too big of a change to do without Baalz.)
Cogintius puts his book down. "What am I doing? I must get to work on solving the issues of the city. What did those chaos walkers say? A serpent... And Happy Chaos said something about crows. Strange." He teleports outside of the T.O.M, looking around until he finds something.
Clumps of the earth rise up in oddly shaped spheres, then explode back towards the ground, then the process repeats over and over. A large floating spiral pattern rises up in a cylinder shape, stopping around the top of the area and collecting in a circle of dirt, stone, and brief flashes of alien, shadowy energy.
*If that's the case, how much time would have skipped by now? Just curious*
He finds one of the large crows creating a nest on a chimney. The outside of the chimney is inscribed with that strange symbol, and the nest is made out of charred wood dripping with a sizzling green poison.
“What is this…” one of them asks the others, trying to poke on of the spheres with her cane.
*I’d imagine if we implement it then up until we do so time would have passed in relation to the old world or maybe at a 3-1 ratio, so it’d have been a few years. And then something else once we put it into effect like every ten pages after that is 1 year. Of course this is just brainstorming and I don’t want to make anything official until Baalz gets back*
Using his knowledge brainy god powers, he attempts to read the mind of the crow to determine things like its motives and origin.
The sphere explodes in a sudden burst, then seems to do so again but in reverse, as if it never exploded, then it explodes again, half of it joining the spiral pattern and the other sinking back in the ground. Crackles of more of the alien energy flicker.
*Okey dokey.*
For motives, it’s too bestial for him to decipher anything beyond getting food, surviving, and carving that strange symbol any chance it gets. For origin, it came from a flock of crows that ate from a herd of 19 cow corpses that appeared randomly in a field outside the city one night. After three hours of the crows feasting, nothing was left. They ate all of the corpses, bones and all. They have started to mutate and become more monstrous, influenced by some dark magic.
the leader backs away and turns towards the rest of the group. “You all! Travel a bit away just so this place is barely in view and set up camp. We’re going to investigate further, expect us back in a few hours.” The group starts to leave, and then once they get around a Mile or two away, they start to set up their tents and fires, cooking up complex and flavorful dishes with minimal supplies, experts because of their Herionidian origins.
"Interesting." He inspects the symbol. "Perhaps this is the symbol of a Will or a cult, like that of the Godless Ones." He thinks to himself. He uses some more brainy knowledge god powers to give the crow more intelligence, also giving it the ability to speak Common.
It just remains there, continuing to be chaotic as it was before. *Resisting the urge to say, "it just stands there... MENACINGLY!"*
“Cr-Cro…” it starts to speak, amazed by its newfound sentience. From its mind, Cog learns it definitely serves some sort of powerful master. He also picks up the phrase, “Hate from below the earth, Hate from within our skin,” in its mind, whatever that could mean.
They stay there for around half an hour, observing. After that, they head back to the camp.
"Crotalus? Is that who you speak of?"
Whenever they all go to sleep, they remember what dreams they had exactly with perfect detail, even if their memory isn't good normally.
“Crotalus? CROTALUS!” It caws. It definitely knows the name. In it’s fit of squawking, it spits a glob of poison, which starts sizzling a hole in the root.
when they start to wake up, they are confused and slightly on edge because of this. When they mention it, the three leaders go to see if anything’s changed with the area of floating ground.
"Is Crotalus the one behind the occurrences here?"
It seems to be the same, if that can be said for an ever-changing cylinder of earth and Eldritch energy. *This is mainly just foreshadowing. The bigger stuff, like the Will behind this actually appearing, will happen later.*
“Crotalus… Crotalus do-does ha-have a… relation…” it caws.
"What is the relation? Did he cause this?"
"i doubt it"
*Who's speaking?*
"When did you get here? And how did you find us?"
*tempor. its sorta a spokesperson*
"two minutes later. and the storm lord told me."
"And how did the Storm Lord find us?"
*Just so you know, some people might not be comfortable with other people barging into their rp's. I'm fine with it, but you should ask first.*
"he's so big, he covers 2/3 of the world. if he looks down, he sees practically everything above ground"
Foréir is packing up his things on the outskirts of the City of Order
Cogintius walks up. "You are leaving? I will not object, as it is your choice. But if I may ask, why have you chosen to do so?"
“Felt like it. Plus. I said I wanted to find my footing and I have done so.”
"Very well then."
“I’ll come back once in awhile.”
"Then may we meet again soon."
He stuffs several weapons into various bags of holding “Know any large volcanoes?”
He thinks for a second. "No, I do not."
“Curses. I will have to find one on my own.”
"Theoretically, you could find a regular mountain and turn it into a volcano. Though I must ask you to either do it somewhere mortals won't be harmed or make it so it cannot erupt."
“I’ll go far away. Eruptions make obsidian, which is good for making tools.”
Happy Chaos is waiting in the T.O.M to talk to Cogin. His face is blank and lifeless, unlike his usual face. His clones are still searching the city and outside the city for clues. His radiates with his new powers softly throughout the room he's sitting in. He is quickly unloading and reloading his new Crescent Moon Revolvers, the designs truly intricate.
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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.
*ello. It seems Cog has found out about Aemulus? Although from what I read, not their name?*
*Yeah. So that might cause some issues.*
Cogintius is in the T.O.M, writing books to pass the time. *Expect slightly less interaction with Cog as I figure out how to make him not an anger issue filled (gp).*
Faltros, having found nothing, has considered that the reports may have been fake and has summoned for the residents of the underworld that supposedly saw the intruders. In the meantime he is sipping on a glass of wine.
Something strange is happening in a 100 foot radius circle (200 diameter). Things seem to be floating around, and there is a peculiar tension in the air.
The crows are flying all around the city, carving the same staircase swirling eye symbol on every wood and stone surface they can find. A pair of them, the size of huskies, are following a young man throughout the city. Their beaks are stained with blood and a green sort of poison.
a group of wandering nomadic Herionidians, say 50 of them, come across the strange 100 foot area. Three of them, probably the leaders of the Nomads, go to investigate.
(I feel like at this point in the thread we could probably add some sort of timeskip feature where every certain number of pages a certain number of years pass in the game world, just to add a sense of progress. But I feel like that might be too big of a change to do without Baalz.)
Cogintius puts his book down. "What am I doing? I must get to work on solving the issues of the city. What did those chaos walkers say? A serpent... And Happy Chaos said something about crows. Strange." He teleports outside of the T.O.M, looking around until he finds something.
Clumps of the earth rise up in oddly shaped spheres, then explode back towards the ground, then the process repeats over and over. A large floating spiral pattern rises up in a cylinder shape, stopping around the top of the area and collecting in a circle of dirt, stone, and brief flashes of alien, shadowy energy.
*If that's the case, how much time would have skipped by now? Just curious*
He finds one of the large crows creating a nest on a chimney. The outside of the chimney is inscribed with that strange symbol, and the nest is made out of charred wood dripping with a sizzling green poison.
“What is this…” one of them asks the others, trying to poke on of the spheres with her cane.
*I’d imagine if we implement it then up until we do so time would have passed in relation to the old world or maybe at a 3-1 ratio, so it’d have been a few years. And then something else once we put it into effect like every ten pages after that is 1 year. Of course this is just brainstorming and I don’t want to make anything official until Baalz gets back*
Using his knowledge brainy god powers, he attempts to read the mind of the crow to determine things like its motives and origin.
The sphere explodes in a sudden burst, then seems to do so again but in reverse, as if it never exploded, then it explodes again, half of it joining the spiral pattern and the other sinking back in the ground. Crackles of more of the alien energy flicker.
*Okey dokey.*
For motives, it’s too bestial for him to decipher anything beyond getting food, surviving, and carving that strange symbol any chance it gets. For origin, it came from a flock of crows that ate from a herd of 19 cow corpses that appeared randomly in a field outside the city one night. After three hours of the crows feasting, nothing was left. They ate all of the corpses, bones and all. They have started to mutate and become more monstrous, influenced by some dark magic.
the leader backs away and turns towards the rest of the group. “You all! Travel a bit away just so this place is barely in view and set up camp. We’re going to investigate further, expect us back in a few hours.” The group starts to leave, and then once they get around a Mile or two away, they start to set up their tents and fires, cooking up complex and flavorful dishes with minimal supplies, experts because of their Herionidian origins.
"Interesting." He inspects the symbol. "Perhaps this is the symbol of a Will or a cult, like that of the Godless Ones." He thinks to himself. He uses some more brainy knowledge god powers to give the crow more intelligence, also giving it the ability to speak Common.
It just remains there, continuing to be chaotic as it was before. *Resisting the urge to say, "it just stands there... MENACINGLY!"*
“Cr-Cro…” it starts to speak, amazed by its newfound sentience. From its mind, Cog learns it definitely serves some sort of powerful master. He also picks up the phrase, “Hate from below the earth, Hate from within our skin,” in its mind, whatever that could mean.
They stay there for around half an hour, observing. After that, they head back to the camp.
"Crotalus? Is that who you speak of?"
Whenever they all go to sleep, they remember what dreams they had exactly with perfect detail, even if their memory isn't good normally.
“Crotalus? CROTALUS!” It caws. It definitely knows the name. In it’s fit of squawking, it spits a glob of poison, which starts sizzling a hole in the root.
when they start to wake up, they are confused and slightly on edge because of this. When they mention it, the three leaders go to see if anything’s changed with the area of floating ground.
"Is Crotalus the one behind the occurrences here?"
It seems to be the same, if that can be said for an ever-changing cylinder of earth and Eldritch energy. *This is mainly just foreshadowing. The bigger stuff, like the Will behind this actually appearing, will happen later.*
“Crotalus… Crotalus do-does ha-have a… relation…” it caws.
"What is the relation? Did he cause this?"
"i doubt it"
*Who's speaking?*
"When did you get here? And how did you find us?"
*tempor. its sorta a spokesperson*
"two minutes later. and the storm lord told me."
"And how did the Storm Lord find us?"
*Just so you know, some people might not be comfortable with other people barging into their rp's. I'm fine with it, but you should ask first.*
"he's so big, he covers 2/3 of the world. if he looks down, he sees practically everything above ground"
"Ah. That's comforting to know that I can be eavesdropped on at any time. Now, I must get back to investigating this matter."
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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
Foréir is packing up his things on the outskirts of the City of Order
Cogintius walks up. "You are leaving? I will not object, as it is your choice. But if I may ask, why have you chosen to do so?"
“Felt like it. Plus. I said I wanted to find my footing and I have done so.”
"Very well then."
“I’ll come back once in awhile.”
"Then may we meet again soon."
He stuffs several weapons into various bags of holding “Know any large volcanoes?”
He thinks for a second. "No, I do not."
“Curses. I will have to find one on my own.”
"Theoretically, you could find a regular mountain and turn it into a volcano. Though I must ask you to either do it somewhere mortals won't be harmed or make it so it cannot erupt."
“I’ll go far away. Eruptions make obsidian, which is good for making tools.”
"That works. Farewell, my friend. It was nice having you here."
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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 is waiting in the T.O.M to talk to Cogin. His face is blank and lifeless, unlike his usual face. His clones are still searching the city and outside the city for clues. His radiates with his new powers softly throughout the room he's sitting in. He is quickly unloading and reloading his new Crescent Moon Revolvers, the designs truly intricate.
Cogintius is absent from the T.O.M, as he is investigating the matters in the city.
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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
Foréir is packing up his things on the outskirts of the City of Order
Cogintius walks up. "You are leaving? I will not object, as it is your choice. But if I may ask, why have you chosen to do so?"
“Felt like it. Plus. I said I wanted to find my footing and I have done so.”
"Very well then."
“I’ll come back once in awhile.”
"Then may we meet again soon."
He stuffs several weapons into various bags of holding “Know any large volcanoes?”
He thinks for a second. "No, I do not."
“Curses. I will have to find one on my own.”
"Theoretically, you could find a regular mountain and turn it into a volcano. Though I must ask you to either do it somewhere mortals won't be harmed or make it so it cannot erupt."
“I’ll go far away. Eruptions make obsidian, which is good for making tools.”
"That works. Farewell, my friend. It was nice having you here."
"chaos and good"
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
“I’ll come back once in awhile.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"i doubt it"
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
"Then may we meet again soon."
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
*Who's speaking?*
"When did you get here? And how did you find us?"
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 stuffs several weapons into various bags of holding “Know any large volcanoes?”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
He thinks for a second. "No, I do not."
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
*tempor. its sorta a spokesperson*
"two minutes later. and the storm lord told me."
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
"And how did the Storm Lord find us?"
*Just so you know, some people might not be comfortable with other people barging into their rp's. I'm fine with it, but you should ask first.*
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
Nurgul is growing odd, bloated, plague-infesting plants and fungi in a random patch of desert.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
“Curses. I will have to find one on my own.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"Theoretically, you could find a regular mountain and turn it into a volcano. Though I must ask you to either do it somewhere mortals won't be harmed or make it so it cannot erupt."
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's so big, he covers 2/3 of the world. if he looks down, he sees practically everything above ground"
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
“I’ll go far away. Eruptions make obsidian, which is good for making tools.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
Happy Chaos is waiting in the T.O.M to talk to Cogin. His face is blank and lifeless, unlike his usual face. His clones are still searching the city and outside the city for clues. His radiates with his new powers softly throughout the room he's sitting in. He is quickly unloading and reloading his new Crescent Moon Revolvers, the designs truly intricate.
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
"Ah. That's comforting to know that I can be eavesdropped on at any time. Now, I must get back to investigating this matter."
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
"That works. Farewell, my friend. It was nice having you here."
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
Cogintius is absent from the T.O.M, as he is investigating the matters in the city.
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
“Same to you.” He teleports away
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
*please…quote cuts….this is hell for me*
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.