*I actually don't know your wills that well. Here.*
The Moon Presence has cleared out another den of the scourge, blood covers the falls of the mountain their cave was hidden in. They don't often hunt themselves, but on occasion, they can't help but feel the need to help their little hunters, their motherly nature shining through despite their eldritch form.
The hunters find a new kind of prey, massive lizards and feathered, shrieking reptiles. These new creatures fight back though.
Though the hunters may be more skilled, they are only mortal. Moonie comes over to see, the very air around them warping as they try to sense the scourge on these creatures.
They see red blood staining the earth, the remaining reptiles backing away from the skilled hunters that killed their bretheren.
She holds out a hand to one of the creatures, her soft voice echoing in the corners of their mind "It is safe, the hunters will kill you no longer."
Some tentatively come forwards, eyeing the hunters and the Moon Presence nervously. Eventually, one is brave enough to approach her directly, one with a silver collar around it’s neck
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
*not really. the only will I have who's avalible is DEITY(giant body hopping ai/robot thing) so whoever you think would pair well with that*
*Maybe Bedman.*
Bedman is searching the world, though he technically isn't conscious while he does it. Screwed to his bed by his shoulders, his divine power leaking out as the bed rolls across the plains.
a small, one-eyed flying machine made of beaten bronze turns to watch his passing. "Interesting//Disturbing. I//We 'll Have To Keep An//Some Eye//s On That"
The head of the bed, circular with slightly cracked to reveal flesh and tissue underneath, with glowing red eyes, looks back up at the flying machine, it's head tilting slightly.
several more flying machines appear, circling the bed for a good angle
One of the wheels shifts into a mechanical hand, grabbing one of the machines, pulling it closer to get a good look.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*I actually don't know your wills that well. Here.*
The Moon Presence has cleared out another den of the scourge, blood covers the falls of the mountain their cave was hidden in. They don't often hunt themselves, but on occasion, they can't help but feel the need to help their little hunters, their motherly nature shining through despite their eldritch form.
The hunters find a new kind of prey, massive lizards and feathered, shrieking reptiles. These new creatures fight back though.
Though the hunters may be more skilled, they are only mortal. Moonie comes over to see, the very air around them warping as they try to sense the scourge on these creatures.
They see red blood staining the earth, the remaining reptiles backing away from the skilled hunters that killed their bretheren.
She holds out a hand to one of the creatures, her soft voice echoing in the corners of their mind "It is safe, the hunters will kill you no longer."
Some tentatively come forwards, eyeing the hunters and the Moon Presence nervously. Eventually, one is brave enough to approach her directly, one with a silver collar around it’s neck
It touches them softly, feeling inside their mind, providing them with a mental connection to the Moon Presence, allowing them to speak through thought alone "Hello, young one."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*I actually don't know your wills that well. Here.*
The Moon Presence has cleared out another den of the scourge, blood covers the falls of the mountain their cave was hidden in. They don't often hunt themselves, but on occasion, they can't help but feel the need to help their little hunters, their motherly nature shining through despite their eldritch form.
The hunters find a new kind of prey, massive lizards and feathered, shrieking reptiles. These new creatures fight back though.
Though the hunters may be more skilled, they are only mortal. Moonie comes over to see, the very air around them warping as they try to sense the scourge on these creatures.
They see red blood staining the earth, the remaining reptiles backing away from the skilled hunters that killed their bretheren.
She holds out a hand to one of the creatures, her soft voice echoing in the corners of their mind "It is safe, the hunters will kill you no longer."
Some tentatively come forwards, eyeing the hunters and the Moon Presence nervously. Eventually, one is brave enough to approach her directly, one with a silver collar around it’s neck
It touches them softly, feeling inside their mind, providing them with a mental connection to the Moon Presence, allowing them to speak through thought alone "Hello, young one."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*not really. the only will I have who's avalible is DEITY(giant body hopping ai/robot thing) so whoever you think would pair well with that*
*Maybe Bedman.*
Bedman is searching the world, though he technically isn't conscious while he does it. Screwed to his bed by his shoulders, his divine power leaking out as the bed rolls across the plains.
a small, one-eyed flying machine made of beaten bronze turns to watch his passing. "Interesting//Disturbing. I//We 'll Have To Keep An//Some Eye//s On That"
The head of the bed, circular with slightly cracked to reveal flesh and tissue underneath, with glowing red eyes, looks back up at the flying machine, it's head tilting slightly.
several more flying machines appear, circling the bed for a good angle
One of the wheels shifts into a mechanical hand, grabbing one of the machines, pulling it closer to get a good look.
it's about the size of a football, with three articulated tentacles and insectile wings. it's single eye isn't an eye at all, but a glass lens. it still feels like there's an intelligence behind it though. the others circle the bed, moving in closer. "Relase//Unhand This Unit"
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*I actually don't know your wills that well. Here.*
The Moon Presence has cleared out another den of the scourge, blood covers the falls of the mountain their cave was hidden in. They don't often hunt themselves, but on occasion, they can't help but feel the need to help their little hunters, their motherly nature shining through despite their eldritch form.
The hunters find a new kind of prey, massive lizards and feathered, shrieking reptiles. These new creatures fight back though.
Though the hunters may be more skilled, they are only mortal. Moonie comes over to see, the very air around them warping as they try to sense the scourge on these creatures.
They see red blood staining the earth, the remaining reptiles backing away from the skilled hunters that killed their bretheren.
She holds out a hand to one of the creatures, her soft voice echoing in the corners of their mind "It is safe, the hunters will kill you no longer."
Some tentatively come forwards, eyeing the hunters and the Moon Presence nervously. Eventually, one is brave enough to approach her directly, one with a silver collar around it’s neck
It touches them softly, feeling inside their mind, providing them with a mental connection to the Moon Presence, allowing them to speak through thought alone "Hello, young one."
It has the mind of an intelligent beast, not being able to form words per se, but communicating through pictures. It sends pictures of a Will who gave them life, and their jungle home. However, a fire started and forced this group to flee, stumbling into the hunters.
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
*not really. the only will I have who's avalible is DEITY(giant body hopping ai/robot thing) so whoever you think would pair well with that*
*Maybe Bedman.*
Bedman is searching the world, though he technically isn't conscious while he does it. Screwed to his bed by his shoulders, his divine power leaking out as the bed rolls across the plains.
a small, one-eyed flying machine made of beaten bronze turns to watch his passing. "Interesting//Disturbing. I//We 'll Have To Keep An//Some Eye//s On That"
The head of the bed, circular with slightly cracked to reveal flesh and tissue underneath, with glowing red eyes, looks back up at the flying machine, it's head tilting slightly.
several more flying machines appear, circling the bed for a good angle
One of the wheels shifts into a mechanical hand, grabbing one of the machines, pulling it closer to get a good look.
it's about the size of a football, with three articulated tentacles and insectile wings. it's single eye isn't an eye at all, but a glass lens. it still feels like there's an intelligence behind it though. the others circle the bed, moving in closer. "Relase//Unhand This Unit"
The flying orb seems to melt into the hand of the Bed, leaving nothing behind, as if it was assimilated into the Bed. A voice, calm and calculating, possibly the voice of Bedman, rings out "Move them away or more will be lost."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*I actually don't know your wills that well. Here.*
The Moon Presence has cleared out another den of the scourge, blood covers the falls of the mountain their cave was hidden in. They don't often hunt themselves, but on occasion, they can't help but feel the need to help their little hunters, their motherly nature shining through despite their eldritch form.
The hunters find a new kind of prey, massive lizards and feathered, shrieking reptiles. These new creatures fight back though.
Though the hunters may be more skilled, they are only mortal. Moonie comes over to see, the very air around them warping as they try to sense the scourge on these creatures.
They see red blood staining the earth, the remaining reptiles backing away from the skilled hunters that killed their bretheren.
She holds out a hand to one of the creatures, her soft voice echoing in the corners of their mind "It is safe, the hunters will kill you no longer."
Some tentatively come forwards, eyeing the hunters and the Moon Presence nervously. Eventually, one is brave enough to approach her directly, one with a silver collar around it’s neck
It touches them softly, feeling inside their mind, providing them with a mental connection to the Moon Presence, allowing them to speak through thought alone "Hello, young one."
It has the mind of an intelligent beast, not being able to form words per se, but communicating through pictures. It sends pictures of a Will who gave them life, and their jungle home. However, a fire started and forced this group to flee, stumbling into the hunters.
It nods slowly. It holds out one of it's claws, the very existence around it seeming to shift as it cuts a hole in space, revealing a city, and at the mountain peak of the city of endless night, a resting place "You may find rest here, among the hunters. They will know not to harm you. You may even become companions to them."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Jester do you think the thread I'm building is a little bit too comprehensive I don't want to restrict people too much but still want the world to be like how rebirth is.*
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fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
It touches them softly, feeling inside their mind, providing them with a mental connection to the Moon Presence, allowing them to speak through thought alone "Hello, young one."
It has the mind of an intelligent beast, not being able to form words per se, but communicating through pictures. It sends pictures of a Will who gave them life, and their jungle home. However, a fire started and forced this group to flee, stumbling into the hunters.
It nods slowly. It holds out one of it's claws, the very existence around it seeming to shift as it cuts a hole in space, revealing a city, and at the mountain peak of the city of endless night, a resting place "You may find rest here, among the hunters. They will know not to harm you. You may even become companions to them."
It turns back to the other dinosaurs and yips, signaling that it’s okay. They come forwards, bowing at their fallen friend but no longer seem to fear the hunters.
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
*Jester do you think the thread I'm building is a little bit too comprehensive I don't want to restrict people too much but still want the world to be like how rebirth is.*
*I do think that threads based on preexisting ideas or IPs often fail within their first few days, usually only lasting a week or a little more. This happens, I haven't even made a long living thread yet, and I've been here a year, the closest I got was Blood an Water.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
It turns back to the other dinosaurs and yips, signaling that it’s okay. They come forwards, bowing at their fallen friend but no longer seem to fear the hunters.
The hunters feel the same, no longer feeling the need to hunt them. The Moon Presence smiles at all of them, imbuing all of the dinosaurs with a little sprinkle of their divine power, just like the hunters have.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Jester do you think the thread I'm building is a little bit too comprehensive I don't want to restrict people too much but still want the world to be like how rebirth is.*
*I do think that threads based on preexisting ideas or IPs often fail within their first few days, usually only lasting a week or a little more. This happens, I haven't even made a long living thread yet, and I've been here a year, the closest I got was Blood an Water.*
*yeah, I think the best I got was demonweb, and it still has its lovers, but it’s days have passed. The other threads didn’t get past thirty, if they even got there*
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
*not really. the only will I have who's avalible is DEITY(giant body hopping ai/robot thing) so whoever you think would pair well with that*
*Maybe Bedman.*
Bedman is searching the world, though he technically isn't conscious while he does it. Screwed to his bed by his shoulders, his divine power leaking out as the bed rolls across the plains.
a small, one-eyed flying machine made of beaten bronze turns to watch his passing. "Interesting//Disturbing. I//We 'll Have To Keep An//Some Eye//s On That"
The head of the bed, circular with slightly cracked to reveal flesh and tissue underneath, with glowing red eyes, looks back up at the flying machine, it's head tilting slightly.
several more flying machines appear, circling the bed for a good angle
One of the wheels shifts into a mechanical hand, grabbing one of the machines, pulling it closer to get a good look.
it's about the size of a football, with three articulated tentacles and insectile wings. it's single eye isn't an eye at all, but a glass lens. it still feels like there's an intelligence behind it though. the others circle the bed, moving in closer. "Relase//Unhand This Unit"
The flying orb seems to melt into the hand of the Bed, leaving nothing behind, as if it was assimilated into the Bed. A voice, calm and calculating, possibly the voice of Bedman, rings out "Move them away or more will be lost."
the other flying machines move off to an acceptable distance, still circling, still observing, unblinking. Bedman can feel the flying machine inside it, whatever intelligince it posessed still concious.
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*Jester do you think the thread I'm building is a little bit too comprehensive I don't want to restrict people too much but still want the world to be like how rebirth is.*
*I do think that threads based on preexisting ideas or IPs often fail within their first few days, usually only lasting a week or a little more. This happens, I haven't even made a long living thread yet, and I've been here a year, the closest I got was Blood an Water.*
*yeah, I think the best I got was demonweb, and it still has its lovers, but it’s days have passed. The other threads didn’t get past thirty, if they even got there*
*I'm still gonna try to make it work even if it only has one other person I'll be happy knowing I succeeded*
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fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
the other flying machines move off to an acceptable distance, still circling, still observing, unblinking. Bedman can feel the flying machine inside it, whatever intelligince it posessed still concious.
The bits of Intelligence still remaining can feel itself being picked apart, analyzed and thrown back out of the bed's being "What do you wish to gain from observing me?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Some tentatively come forwards, eyeing the hunters and the Moon Presence nervously. Eventually, one is brave enough to approach her directly, one with a silver collar around it’s neck
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
One of the wheels shifts into a mechanical hand, grabbing one of the machines, pulling it closer to get a good look.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
It touches them softly, feeling inside their mind, providing them with a mental connection to the Moon Presence, allowing them to speak through thought alone "Hello, young one."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
It touches them softly, feeling inside their mind, providing them with a mental connection to the Moon Presence, allowing them to speak through thought alone "Hello, young one."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
it's about the size of a football, with three articulated tentacles and insectile wings. it's single eye isn't an eye at all, but a glass lens. it still feels like there's an intelligence behind it though. the others circle the bed, moving in closer. "Relase//Unhand This Unit"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
It has the mind of an intelligent beast, not being able to form words per se, but communicating through pictures. It sends pictures of a Will who gave them life, and their jungle home. However, a fire started and forced this group to flee, stumbling into the hunters.
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
The flying orb seems to melt into the hand of the Bed, leaving nothing behind, as if it was assimilated into the Bed. A voice, calm and calculating, possibly the voice of Bedman, rings out "Move them away or more will be lost."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
It nods slowly. It holds out one of it's claws, the very existence around it seeming to shift as it cuts a hole in space, revealing a city, and at the mountain peak of the city of endless night, a resting place "You may find rest here, among the hunters. They will know not to harm you. You may even become companions to them."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Jester do you think the thread I'm building is a little bit too comprehensive I don't want to restrict people too much but still want the world to be like how rebirth is.*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
It turns back to the other dinosaurs and yips, signaling that it’s okay. They come forwards, bowing at their fallen friend but no longer seem to fear the hunters.
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
*I do think that threads based on preexisting ideas or IPs often fail within their first few days, usually only lasting a week or a little more. This happens, I haven't even made a long living thread yet, and I've been here a year, the closest I got was Blood an Water.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The hunters feel the same, no longer feeling the need to hunt them. The Moon Presence smiles at all of them, imbuing all of the dinosaurs with a little sprinkle of their divine power, just like the hunters have.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*yeah, I think the best I got was demonweb, and it still has its lovers, but it’s days have passed. The other threads didn’t get past thirty, if they even got there*
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
the other flying machines move off to an acceptable distance, still circling, still observing, unblinking. Bedman can feel the flying machine inside it, whatever intelligince it posessed still concious.
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*I'm still gonna try to make it work even if it only has one other person I'll be happy knowing I succeeded*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
The bits of Intelligence still remaining can feel itself being picked apart, analyzed and thrown back out of the bed's being "What do you wish to gain from observing me?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*sorry guys i have a math test and need to skedaddle i may be on later*
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
*Good luck*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
Orchid is continuing to grow her gardens of thorns and venom, internally plotting something as she does.
Eris is travelling around the realm, collecting samples of things for further research.
Sarah is wandering the Workshop, still trying to find an exit that does not exist.
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)
They actually do find an exit, a portal, with arrows pointing at it that say exit. Happy Chaos's handiwork of course.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)