"Oh, that's a good point. I can heal lots of people. Um...I think I can also make plants grow too, and animals."
ok. so that means no decoupling, at least without a compound that accelerates healing. you might also want your creations to use a sealant while coupled, or the brains of hosts might leak.
"Oh, I think I'm getting what you mean. Yeah, accelerated healing and a sealant makes sense."
"How would that help either of us?" A massive hand is placed on the wooden ground, pushing down. The earth creaks as the being rises so that it can rest its elbow on the ground, and its face on its elbow. Its other seven-fingered hand plays with a sharpened butter knife.
"As of now, we are both trapped here, possibly forever."
He thinks for a few seconds, considering the situation. "Really? This empty place, for all of eternity? That is truly... Something."
"Well, it isn't as empty as you think." He stabs the massive knife into the ground beside Faltros and lifts up a gloved hand, twisting it over something, causing a flickering lightbulb to illuminate the void. Faltros is on a table in some sort of shed sized for the giant. Wills and their relics are nailed to the walls like butterflies, all in various states of destruction. They are all alive, and some of them are trying to scream to Faltros, but their throats have been cut ragged by a serrated blade, not unlike the one in the table.
"An impressive collection by most standards. But I am a Will of discerning tastes." He places a fork on the table to Faltros' side, before pulling out the knife and arranging it similarly. "So, I ask, in your opinion, where do you think you went wrong? I'm curious."
"Ah. Quite an impressive collection you have." He sits and listens to the screams for a few seconds. "I am unsure where I went wrong, though. Again, everything was in place! Then those cowards betrayed me, the old man arrived, and it all turned around quickly. Fate is cruel to all, although possibly more to me."
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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
"Oh, that's a good point. I can heal lots of people. Um...I think I can also make plants grow too, and animals."
ok. so that means no decoupling, at least without a compound that accelerates healing. you might also want your creations to use a sealant while coupled, or the brains of hosts might leak.
"Oh, I think I'm getting what you mean. Yeah, accelerated healing and a sealant makes sense."
okay. now think of a creature like you. fix the thought firmly in your mind.
"How would that help either of us?" A massive hand is placed on the wooden ground, pushing down. The earth creaks as the being rises so that it can rest its elbow on the ground, and its face on its elbow. Its other seven-fingered hand plays with a sharpened butter knife.
"As of now, we are both trapped here, possibly forever."
He thinks for a few seconds, considering the situation. "Really? This empty place, for all of eternity? That is truly... Something."
"Well, it isn't as empty as you think." He stabs the massive knife into the ground beside Faltros and lifts up a gloved hand, twisting it over something, causing a flickering lightbulb to illuminate the void. Faltros is on a table in some sort of shed sized for the giant. Wills and their relics are nailed to the walls like butterflies, all in various states of destruction. They are all alive, and some of them are trying to scream to Faltros, but their throats have been cut ragged by a serrated blade, not unlike the one in the table.
"An impressive collection by most standards. But I am a Will of discerning tastes." He places a fork on the table to Faltros' side, before pulling out the knife and arranging it similarly. "So, I ask, in your opinion, where do you think you went wrong? I'm curious."
"Ah. Quite an impressive collection you have." He sits and listens to the screams for a few seconds. "I am unsure where I went wrong, though. Again, everything was in place! Then those cowards betrayed me, the old man arrived, and it all turned around quickly. Fate is cruel to all, although possibly more to me."
The giant laughs. "Oh, that is exactly the mentality I was hoping for! I've waited so long to meet you in person, and you certainly do not disappoint."The giant turns around and picks up a curved blade. He walks over to another dark area before lighting it. Herionidus is pinned under a magnifying glass, despondent, most of his flesh and organs missing. "This one was the pinnacle of my collection." He strips some flesh off the undead-turned-truedead. He places it on a normal-sized plate and places it before Faltros. "But he's getting old, anyway."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"How would that help either of us?" A massive hand is placed on the wooden ground, pushing down. The earth creaks as the being rises so that it can rest its elbow on the ground, and its face on its elbow. Its other seven-fingered hand plays with a sharpened butter knife.
"As of now, we are both trapped here, possibly forever."
He thinks for a few seconds, considering the situation. "Really? This empty place, for all of eternity? That is truly... Something."
"Well, it isn't as empty as you think." He stabs the massive knife into the ground beside Faltros and lifts up a gloved hand, twisting it over something, causing a flickering lightbulb to illuminate the void. Faltros is on a table in some sort of shed sized for the giant. Wills and their relics are nailed to the walls like butterflies, all in various states of destruction. They are all alive, and some of them are trying to scream to Faltros, but their throats have been cut ragged by a serrated blade, not unlike the one in the table.
"An impressive collection by most standards. But I am a Will of discerning tastes." He places a fork on the table to Faltros' side, before pulling out the knife and arranging it similarly. "So, I ask, in your opinion, where do you think you went wrong? I'm curious."
"Ah. Quite an impressive collection you have." He sits and listens to the screams for a few seconds. "I am unsure where I went wrong, though. Again, everything was in place! Then those cowards betrayed me, the old man arrived, and it all turned around quickly. Fate is cruel to all, although possibly more to me."
The giant laughs. "Oh, that is exactly the mentality I was hoping for! I've waited so long to meet you in person, and you certainly do not disappoint."The giant turns around and picks up a curved blade. He walks over to another dark area before lighting it. Herionidus is pinned under a magnifying glass, despondent, most of his flesh and organs missing. "This one was the pinnacle of my collection." He strips some flesh off the undead-turned-truedead. He places it on a normal-sized plate and places it before Faltros. "But he's getting old, anyway."
"Ah. I must admit, I have never tried cannibalism before." He seems completely undisturbed by all of this.
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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
"Oh, that's a good point. I can heal lots of people. Um...I think I can also make plants grow too, and animals."
ok. so that means no decoupling, at least without a compound that accelerates healing. you might also want your creations to use a sealant while coupled, or the brains of hosts might leak.
"Oh, I think I'm getting what you mean. Yeah, accelerated healing and a sealant makes sense."
okay. now think of a creature like you. fix the thought firmly in your mind.
Rendy starts to imagine a little moth like creature similar to himself, trying to concentrate.
"Oh, that's a good point. I can heal lots of people. Um...I think I can also make plants grow too, and animals."
ok. so that means no decoupling, at least without a compound that accelerates healing. you might also want your creations to use a sealant while coupled, or the brains of hosts might leak.
"Oh, I think I'm getting what you mean. Yeah, accelerated healing and a sealant makes sense."
okay. now think of a creature like you. fix the thought firmly in your mind.
Rendy starts to imagine a little moth like creature similar to himself, trying to concentrate.
"Well, it isn't as empty as you think." He stabs the massive knife into the ground beside Faltros and lifts up a gloved hand, twisting it over something, causing a flickering lightbulb to illuminate the void. Faltros is on a table in some sort of shed sized for the giant. Wills and their relics are nailed to the walls like butterflies, all in various states of destruction. They are all alive, and some of them are trying to scream to Faltros, but their throats have been cut ragged by a serrated blade, not unlike the one in the table.
"An impressive collection by most standards. But I am a Will of discerning tastes." He places a fork on the table to Faltros' side, before pulling out the knife and arranging it similarly. "So, I ask, in your opinion, where do you think you went wrong? I'm curious."
"Ah. Quite an impressive collection you have." He sits and listens to the screams for a few seconds. "I am unsure where I went wrong, though. Again, everything was in place! Then those cowards betrayed me, the old man arrived, and it all turned around quickly. Fate is cruel to all, although possibly more to me."
The giant laughs. "Oh, that is exactly the mentality I was hoping for! I've waited so long to meet you in person, and you certainly do not disappoint."The giant turns around and picks up a curved blade. He walks over to another dark area before lighting it. Herionidus is pinned under a magnifying glass, despondent, most of his flesh and organs missing. "This one was the pinnacle of my collection." He strips some flesh off the undead-turned-truedead. He places it on a normal-sized plate and places it before Faltros. "But he's getting old, anyway."
"Ah. I must admit, I have never tried cannibalism before." He seems completely undisturbed by all of this.
"You might as well take a bite of your predecessor. We'll finish him before the day is out topside! After that, I can show you what I've been building down here! I have a puppet theatre, a chandelier that just needed a few more ribs, a new dining set made of real bone china..." he giggles, a noise that might have been unsettling to someone else.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Oh, that's a good point. I can heal lots of people. Um...I think I can also make plants grow too, and animals."
ok. so that means no decoupling, at least without a compound that accelerates healing. you might also want your creations to use a sealant while coupled, or the brains of hosts might leak.
"Oh, I think I'm getting what you mean. Yeah, accelerated healing and a sealant makes sense."
okay. now think of a creature like you. fix the thought firmly in your mind.
Rendy starts to imagine a little moth like creature similar to himself, trying to concentrate.
okhmus helps him through the connection.
After what feels like a while, a smaller version of Rendy suddenly forms. "Oh! Look, look I did it!" He exclaims excitedly.
*You ever feel like you’re just a bit dead inside, well more than usual?*
*Unfortunately, I get that from time to time. Comes with Depression.*
*Well it’s good to know you aren’t alone I guess. Wanna rp or something?*
*sure!*
*What character do you want to deal with?*
*Good question. Slayer, The Nameless King, and Anthony sound like fun. I've got Korzirak and Xezithic roaming around and Rendy and slayer are already hanging out in a timeslip.*
"Oh, that's a good point. I can heal lots of people. Um...I think I can also make plants grow too, and animals."
ok. so that means no decoupling, at least without a compound that accelerates healing. you might also want your creations to use a sealant while coupled, or the brains of hosts might leak.
"Oh, I think I'm getting what you mean. Yeah, accelerated healing and a sealant makes sense."
okay. now think of a creature like you. fix the thought firmly in your mind.
Rendy starts to imagine a little moth like creature similar to himself, trying to concentrate.
okhmus helps him through the connection.
After what feels like a while, a smaller version of Rendy suddenly forms. "Oh! Look, look I did it!" He exclaims excitedly.
"Well, it isn't as empty as you think." He stabs the massive knife into the ground beside Faltros and lifts up a gloved hand, twisting it over something, causing a flickering lightbulb to illuminate the void. Faltros is on a table in some sort of shed sized for the giant. Wills and their relics are nailed to the walls like butterflies, all in various states of destruction. They are all alive, and some of them are trying to scream to Faltros, but their throats have been cut ragged by a serrated blade, not unlike the one in the table.
"An impressive collection by most standards. But I am a Will of discerning tastes." He places a fork on the table to Faltros' side, before pulling out the knife and arranging it similarly. "So, I ask, in your opinion, where do you think you went wrong? I'm curious."
"Ah. Quite an impressive collection you have." He sits and listens to the screams for a few seconds. "I am unsure where I went wrong, though. Again, everything was in place! Then those cowards betrayed me, the old man arrived, and it all turned around quickly. Fate is cruel to all, although possibly more to me."
The giant laughs. "Oh, that is exactly the mentality I was hoping for! I've waited so long to meet you in person, and you certainly do not disappoint."The giant turns around and picks up a curved blade. He walks over to another dark area before lighting it. Herionidus is pinned under a magnifying glass, despondent, most of his flesh and organs missing. "This one was the pinnacle of my collection." He strips some flesh off the undead-turned-truedead. He places it on a normal-sized plate and places it before Faltros. "But he's getting old, anyway."
"Ah. I must admit, I have never tried cannibalism before." He seems completely undisturbed by all of this.
"You might as well take a bite of your predecessor. We'll finish him before the day is out topside! After that, I can show you what I've been building down here! I have a puppet theatre, a chandelier that just needed a few more ribs, a new dining set made of real bone china..." he giggles, a noise that might have been unsettling to someone else.
He takes a small bite. "Interesting. Although, how can I trust you exactly? Don't get me wrong, this decor and food is amazing. But if you were to kill him, how do I know you wouldn't do the same to me?"
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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
"Oh, that's a good point. I can heal lots of people. Um...I think I can also make plants grow too, and animals."
ok. so that means no decoupling, at least without a compound that accelerates healing. you might also want your creations to use a sealant while coupled, or the brains of hosts might leak.
"Oh, I think I'm getting what you mean. Yeah, accelerated healing and a sealant makes sense."
okay. now think of a creature like you. fix the thought firmly in your mind.
Rendy starts to imagine a little moth like creature similar to himself, trying to concentrate.
okhmus helps him through the connection.
After what feels like a while, a smaller version of Rendy suddenly forms. "Oh! Look, look I did it!" He exclaims excitedly.
lets test its capability to connect.
"Oh, ok." Rendy looks over at his newly created Derendian and asks them to try and assimilate before stopping. "Oh wait, what should he try to assimilate with?"
*You ever feel like you’re just a bit dead inside, well more than usual?*
*Unfortunately, I get that from time to time. Comes with Depression.*
*Well it’s good to know you aren’t alone I guess. Wanna rp or something?*
*sure!*
*What character do you want to deal with?*
*Good question. Slayer, The Nameless King, and Anthony sound like fun. I've got Korzirak and Xezithic roaming around and Rendy and slayer are already hanging out in a timeslip.*
*Got it*
Slayer is still walking in the sky, just enjoying life like he usually does. Humming to himself, thinking of who he should flirt with next.
Anthony is riding around his village, wondering how he went from an unpopular village boy to someone who befriended a greater will.
The Nameless King is once again atop his mountain summit, his giant frame doing its best to make a home for the mortals he helped. He isn’t doing great but he’s trying.
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"Oh, I think I'm getting what you mean. Yeah, accelerated healing and a sealant makes sense."
"Ah. Quite an impressive collection you have." He sits and listens to the screams for a few seconds. "I am unsure where I went wrong, though. Again, everything was in place! Then those cowards betrayed me, the old man arrived, and it all turned around quickly. Fate is cruel to all, although possibly more to me."
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
*You ever feel like you’re just a bit dead inside, well more than usual?*
okay. now think of a creature like you. fix the thought firmly in your mind.
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
The giant laughs. "Oh, that is exactly the mentality I was hoping for! I've waited so long to meet you in person, and you certainly do not disappoint." The giant turns around and picks up a curved blade. He walks over to another dark area before lighting it. Herionidus is pinned under a magnifying glass, despondent, most of his flesh and organs missing. "This one was the pinnacle of my collection." He strips some flesh off the undead-turned-truedead. He places it on a normal-sized plate and places it before Faltros. "But he's getting old, anyway."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Ah. I must admit, I have never tried cannibalism before." He seems completely undisturbed by all of this.
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
*Unfortunately, I get that from time to time. Comes with Depression.*
Rendy starts to imagine a little moth like creature similar to himself, trying to concentrate.
*Well it’s good to know you aren’t alone I guess. Wanna rp or something?*
okhmus helps him through the connection.
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
"You might as well take a bite of your predecessor. We'll finish him before the day is out topside! After that, I can show you what I've been building down here! I have a puppet theatre, a chandelier that just needed a few more ribs, a new dining set made of real bone china..." he giggles, a noise that might have been unsettling to someone else.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*sure!*
After what feels like a while, a smaller version of Rendy suddenly forms. "Oh! Look, look I did it!" He exclaims excitedly.
*What character do you want to deal with?*
*Good question. Slayer, The Nameless King, and Anthony sound like fun. I've got Korzirak and Xezithic roaming around and Rendy and slayer are already hanging out in a timeslip.*
lets test its capability to connect.
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
He takes a small bite. "Interesting. Although, how can I trust you exactly? Don't get me wrong, this decor and food is amazing. But if you were to kill him, how do I know you wouldn't do the same to me?"
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
"Oh, ok." Rendy looks over at his newly created Derendian and asks them to try and assimilate before stopping. "Oh wait, what should he try to assimilate with?"
*Got it*
Slayer is still walking in the sky, just enjoying life like he usually does. Humming to himself, thinking of who he should flirt with next.
Anthony is riding around his village, wondering how he went from an unpopular village boy to someone who befriended a greater will.
The Nameless King is once again atop his mountain summit, his giant frame doing its best to make a home for the mortals he helped. He isn’t doing great but he’s trying.