I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
Herionidus is inviting everyone to his domain, where several tables made of interwoven living vines have just been conjured, with hundreds of bowls of berries and sweet fruits and honey for them to eat, after which he will teach them how to harvest plants and which ones are safe to eat.
his domain has recently blossomed with hundreds of new plants, some poisonous, but most delicious.
Herionidus is inviting everyone to his domain, where several tables made of interwoven living vines have just been conjured, with hundreds of bowls of berries and sweet fruits and honey for them to eat, after which he will teach them how to harvest plants and which ones are safe to eat.
his domain has recently blossomed with hundreds of new plants, some poisonous, but most delicious.
Herionidus notices one of his plants has grown black and swollen, out by the edges of his domain. It's producing a sweet-smelling, light-purple fog, and obscuring the area around it. Despite this strange occurrence, it seems completely healthy, possibly even healthier than before somehow.
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
Herionidus is inviting everyone to his domain, where several tables made of interwoven living vines have just been conjured, with hundreds of bowls of berries and sweet fruits and honey for them to eat, after which he will teach them how to harvest plants and which ones are safe to eat.
his domain has recently blossomed with hundreds of new plants, some poisonous, but most delicious.
Herionidus notices one of his plants has grown black and swollen, out by the edges of his domain. It's producing a sweet-smelling, light-purple fog, and obscuring the area around it. Despite this strange occurrence, it seems completely healthy, possibly even healthier than before somehow.
Herionidus goes to investigate and try’s to sense if there’s any sort of dark influence affecting it.
The Starseer sees Azer and other new arrivals creating living beings and changing the world around them... and it wants a piece of the action too. It dives deep into its mirror pond, and a radiant glow of starlight comes from beneath the waves, traveling far up and into the sky. As the Starseer swims around its domain, it changes the land around it to expand upon its pond until it grows into a lake of considerable size and depth. Within this lake now swim numerous small fish, composed of stone and pieces of crystal animated by magic, and small glass-like water plants grow from the lakebed.
Herionidus walks over to the lake, grass sprouting around him. He sits down at the water’s edge and admires its beauty.
He sees the Starseer swimming by- at least, he sees the constellations within its body shimmering from beneath the fluid. It doesn't seem to be water, but some form of semi-translucent fluid more akin to liquid glass. Some of the grass around Herionidus, the grass closest to the aberrant lake, begins to glow from within: Veins of light creep up the individual blades, straightening out and connecting to form miniature constellations within each blade. The Starseer seems unaware of this- or if it is, it's uninterested.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild. Join today! May we cast our web across the realms!
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
The Starseer sees Azer and other new arrivals creating living beings and changing the world around them... and it wants a piece of the action too. It dives deep into its mirror pond, and a radiant glow of starlight comes from beneath the waves, traveling far up and into the sky. As the Starseer swims around its domain, it changes the land around it to expand upon its pond until it grows into a lake of considerable size and depth. Within this lake now swim numerous small fish, composed of stone and pieces of crystal animated by magic, and small glass-like water plants grow from the lakebed.
Herionidus walks over to the lake, grass sprouting around him. He sits down at the water’s edge and admires its beauty.
He sees the Starseer swimming by- at least, he sees the constellations within its body shimmering from beneath the fluid. It doesn't seem to be water, but some form of semi-translucent fluid more akin to liquid glass. Some of the grass around Herionidus, the grass closest to the aberrant lake, begins to glow from within: Veins of light creep up the individual blades, straightening out and connecting to form miniature constellations within each blade. The Starseer seems unaware of this- or if it is, it's uninterested.
Herionidus sits down and observes the grass carefully, before growing a small plant with bright yellow and purple fruit to see what happens.
Herionidus is inviting everyone to his domain, where several tables made of interwoven living vines have just been conjured, with hundreds of bowls of berries and sweet fruits and honey for them to eat, after which he will teach them how to harvest plants and which ones are safe to eat.
his domain has recently blossomed with hundreds of new plants, some poisonous, but most delicious.
Herionidus notices one of his plants has grown black and swollen, out by the edges of his domain. It's producing a sweet-smelling, light-purple fog, and obscuring the area around it. Despite this strange occurrence, it seems completely healthy, possibly even healthier than before somehow.
Herionidus goes to investigate and try’s to sense if there’s any sort of dark influence affecting it.
There absolutely is. It is the influence of a Great One.
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I am unruly in the stands (I am a rock on top of the sand) I am a fist amidst the hands And I make a wreck out of my hand (I make a fist and not a plan) And I break it just because I can
Herionidus is inviting everyone to his domain, where several tables made of interwoven living vines have just been conjured, with hundreds of bowls of berries and sweet fruits and honey for them to eat, after which he will teach them how to harvest plants and which ones are safe to eat.
his domain has recently blossomed with hundreds of new plants, some poisonous, but most delicious.
Herionidus notices one of his plants has grown black and swollen, out by the edges of his domain. It's producing a sweet-smelling, light-purple fog, and obscuring the area around it. Despite this strange occurrence, it seems completely healthy, possibly even healthier than before somehow.
Herionidus goes to investigate and try’s to sense if there’s any sort of dark influence affecting it.
There absolutely is. It is the influence of a Great One.
He looks at his domain, trying to see if it’s infecting anything else.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace
Now it's over I'm dead and I haven't done anything that I want Or I'm still alive and there's nothing I want to do... -Dead by They Might be Giants
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace
Now it's over I'm dead and I haven't done anything that I want Or I'm still alive and there's nothing I want to do... -Dead by They Might be Giants
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace
Now it's over I'm dead and I haven't done anything that I want Or I'm still alive and there's nothing I want to do... -Dead by They Might be Giants
*it doesn’t have to be a good, it could be a demon or great one.”
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Hey, I’m moon, i‘m aged between 3 and 300. Pronouns are She/They/It/It’s/Them/Her. I love D&D. I am chaotic neutral irl. I’m not afraid to punch someone. Mess with me and you’ll find out the hard way. extended sig
I am the goddess of the moon, the tides, and the axolotls
Rio is teaching mortals what not to eat, making both poisonous and non poisonous fruits and colour coding them.
Herionidus is watching Rio from a nearby tree that recently popped out of the ground, seemingly the same type of tree as the one that appeared with him, with small red fruit.
Rio is teaching mortals what not to eat, making both poisonous and non poisonous fruits and colour coding them.
Herionidus is watching Rio from a nearby tree that recently popped out of the ground, seemingly the same type of tree as the one that appeared with him, with small red fruit.
Rio looks up at him, not saying anything.
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Hey! Kinda all or nothing on the forums lately, please excuse me for being late to most parties.
*hmm… maybe they cause a minor earthquake or something and rise out of the ground? A cloud of fog?*
*also, fun! I’m gonna make Herionidus decadence domain eventually. My plans are to make him revelry, decadence, wild, and life*
*Hmmm... I might use the fog idea.*
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
Herionidus is inviting everyone to his domain, where several tables made of interwoven living vines have just been conjured, with hundreds of bowls of berries and sweet fruits and honey for them to eat, after which he will teach them how to harvest plants and which ones are safe to eat.
his domain has recently blossomed with hundreds of new plants, some poisonous, but most delicious.
Herionidus notices one of his plants has grown black and swollen, out by the edges of his domain. It's producing a sweet-smelling, light-purple fog, and obscuring the area around it. Despite this strange occurrence, it seems completely healthy, possibly even healthier than before somehow.
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
Herionidus goes to investigate and try’s to sense if there’s any sort of dark influence affecting it.
He sees the Starseer swimming by- at least, he sees the constellations within its body shimmering from beneath the fluid. It doesn't seem to be water, but some form of semi-translucent fluid more akin to liquid glass. Some of the grass around Herionidus, the grass closest to the aberrant lake, begins to glow from within: Veins of light creep up the individual blades, straightening out and connecting to form miniature constellations within each blade. The Starseer seems unaware of this- or if it is, it's uninterested.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild. Join today! May we cast our web across the realms!
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Herionidus sits down and observes the grass carefully, before growing a small plant with bright yellow and purple fruit to see what happens.
There absolutely is. It is the influence of a Great One.
I am unruly in the stands
(I am a rock on top of the sand)
I am a fist amidst the hands
And I make a wreck out of my hand
(I make a fist and not a plan)
And I break it just because I can
He looks at his domain, trying to see if it’s infecting anything else.
*hi?*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace
Now it's over I'm dead and I haven't done anything that I want
Or I'm still alive and there's nothing I want to do...
-Dead by They Might be Giants
Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.
*heylo!*
*hello*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace
Now it's over I'm dead and I haven't done anything that I want
Or I'm still alive and there's nothing I want to do...
-Dead by They Might be Giants
Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.
*how is u?*
*Ok.*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. Yeah, i'm ace
Now it's over I'm dead and I haven't done anything that I want
Or I'm still alive and there's nothing I want to do...
-Dead by They Might be Giants
Drummer has dubbed me Crafter of Constellations.
*cool. Do you have an idea for a god yet?*
*it doesn’t have to be a good, it could be a demon or great one.”
Hey, I’m moon, i‘m aged between 3 and 300. Pronouns are She/They/It/It’s/Them/Her. I love D&D. I am chaotic neutral irl. I’m not afraid to punch someone. Mess with me and you’ll find out the hard way. extended sig
I am the goddess of the moon, the tides, and the axolotls
I am not a furry, I am a fishie.
*yeah sorry, I just use god as a general term cuz I used it a lot in the Universe Canvas, this thread’s predecessor. I made it*
Rio is teaching mortals what not to eat, making both poisonous and non poisonous fruits and colour coding them.
Hey! Kinda all or nothing on the forums lately, please excuse me for being late to most parties.
Come visit the Homebound!
Keep marching to the beat my friends and forum goers 🎺
Herionidus is watching Rio from a nearby tree that recently popped out of the ground, seemingly the same type of tree as the one that appeared with him, with small red fruit.
Rio looks up at him, not saying anything.
Hey! Kinda all or nothing on the forums lately, please excuse me for being late to most parties.
Come visit the Homebound!
Keep marching to the beat my friends and forum goers 🎺