“That’s incredible. I love to see some people doing a kindness to others.” He chuckles and pats Rendy’s head.
*He could swim under him until he notices.*
He is doing so poorly, the mortal occasionally facepalms and lectures him as he tries his best.
"I like helping people" Rendy says. "What about you, what do you like to do?"
After a bit, as the Aboleth glides closer, it sees something splashing in the water. Curious, it begins to make a descent, it's storm lessening so as to not buffet the water too badly.
The Massive Tarrasque would step up the mountain a bit, before lowering his massive head down to get a better look at the attempted structure.
“I do my best to enjoy the pleasures of life, poems, wine and talking to people. Especially women, although I try not to harass them.”
They see an older teenager trying to keep up with them, his body almost giving up on him with every breaststroke.
It looks like a poorly made excuse for a house, something a child would have made.
"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?"
me or you. in case it goes wrong
"Ok, um..." He communicates with the derendian and it comes over and would implant his little mantis claws into Rendy's head "Oh, that tickles a bit, is this what it feels like when I do it too?"
no. I imagine you numb the feeling. does the communication through the connection work?
Rendy thinks silently, before jumping a bit in surprise and then getting excited. "Oh, yes, he can talk into my brain! This is so cool!"
“That’s incredible. I love to see some people doing a kindness to others.” He chuckles and pats Rendy’s head.
*He could swim under him until he notices.*
He is doing so poorly, the mortal occasionally facepalms and lectures him as he tries his best.
"I like helping people" Rendy says. "What about you, what do you like to do?"
After a bit, as the Aboleth glides closer, it sees something splashing in the water. Curious, it begins to make a descent, it's storm lessening so as to not buffet the water too badly.
The Massive Tarrasque would step up the mountain a bit, before lowering his massive head down to get a better look at the attempted structure.
“I do my best to enjoy the pleasures of life, poems, wine and talking to people. Especially women, although I try not to harass them.”
They see an older teenager trying to keep up with them, his body almost giving up on him with every breaststroke.
It looks like a poorly made excuse for a house, something a child would have made.
"What do you like to talk about?" Rendy asks curiously.
Xezithic notices, and suddenly the teen feels himself being lifted up by the wind, out of the water and onto dry land. Then the aboleth lowers himself down further to get a better look at the boy.
"You are not one for construction it seems." the creature's voice bellows out.
“That’s incredible. I love to see some people doing a kindness to others.” He chuckles and pats Rendy’s head.
*He could swim under him until he notices.*
He is doing so poorly, the mortal occasionally facepalms and lectures him as he tries his best.
"I like helping people" Rendy says. "What about you, what do you like to do?"
After a bit, as the Aboleth glides closer, it sees something splashing in the water. Curious, it begins to make a descent, it's storm lessening so as to not buffet the water too badly.
The Massive Tarrasque would step up the mountain a bit, before lowering his massive head down to get a better look at the attempted structure.
“I do my best to enjoy the pleasures of life, poems, wine and talking to people. Especially women, although I try not to harass them.”
They see an older teenager trying to keep up with them, his body almost giving up on him with every breaststroke.
It looks like a poorly made excuse for a house, something a child would have made.
"What do you like to talk about?" Rendy asks curiously.
Xezithic notices, and suddenly the teen feels himself being lifted up by the wind, out of the water and onto dry land. Then the aboleth lowers himself down further to get a better look at the boy.
"You are not one for construction it seems." the creature's voice bellows out.
“Well I like to talk about them, because I’m not an egomaniac who only focuses on himself.”
He looks at the will, a moment of fear crosses his face but he soon remembers that he shouldn’t have anything to fear.
He laughs, an action that shakes the mountain just a bit “I will not argue with you on that. I try though.”
"What do you like to talk about?" Rendy asks curiously.
Xezithic notices, and suddenly the teen feels himself being lifted up by the wind, out of the water and onto dry land. Then the aboleth lowers himself down further to get a better look at the boy.
"You are not one for construction it seems." the creature's voice bellows out.
“Well I like to talk about them, because I’m not an egomaniac who only focuses on himself.”
He looks at the will, a moment of fear crosses his face but he soon remembers that he shouldn’t have anything to fear.
He laughs, an action that shakes the mountain just a bit “I will not argue with you on that. I try though.”
"Oh, I see. That's very nice of you."
"You looked to be struggling in the water mortal, are you alright." Xezithic speaks, more felt then heard as his voice sounds like the raging elements all clashing together.
"That is more the some in this world would do." The creature replies as he lifts his head up a bit "I suppose I can't speak much, this form is not so productive in fine tool use either"
"What do you like to talk about?" Rendy asks curiously.
Xezithic notices, and suddenly the teen feels himself being lifted up by the wind, out of the water and onto dry land. Then the aboleth lowers himself down further to get a better look at the boy.
"You are not one for construction it seems." the creature's voice bellows out.
“Well I like to talk about them, because I’m not an egomaniac who only focuses on himself.”
He looks at the will, a moment of fear crosses his face but he soon remembers that he shouldn’t have anything to fear.
He laughs, an action that shakes the mountain just a bit “I will not argue with you on that. I try though.”
"Oh, I see. That's very nice of you."
"You looked to be struggling in the water mortal, are you alright." Xezithic speaks, more felt then heard as his voice sounds like the raging elements all clashing together.
"That is more the some in this world would do." The creature replies as he lifts his head up a bit "I suppose I can't speak much, this form is not so productive in fine tool use either"
“Of course, it’s the least I could do.” Slayer smirks, knowing their’s slightly more to it, but not telling this friend just yet.
They hear this and reply “I was only wishing to keep up with you, to see another greater will.”
He chuckles at that as well “Some are made for war and judgement, others not so much.” He taps them with his shoulder in a friendly gesture, making sure the mortal doesn’t fall “We seem to fall under the first.”
"What do you like to talk about?" Rendy asks curiously.
Xezithic notices, and suddenly the teen feels himself being lifted up by the wind, out of the water and onto dry land. Then the aboleth lowers himself down further to get a better look at the boy.
"You are not one for construction it seems." the creature's voice bellows out.
“Well I like to talk about them, because I’m not an egomaniac who only focuses on himself.”
He looks at the will, a moment of fear crosses his face but he soon remembers that he shouldn’t have anything to fear.
He laughs, an action that shakes the mountain just a bit “I will not argue with you on that. I try though.”
"Oh, I see. That's very nice of you."
"You looked to be struggling in the water mortal, are you alright." Xezithic speaks, more felt then heard as his voice sounds like the raging elements all clashing together.
"That is more the some in this world would do." The creature replies as he lifts his head up a bit "I suppose I can't speak much, this form is not so productive in fine tool use either"
“Of course, it’s the least I could do.” Slayer smirks, knowing their’s slightly more to it, but not telling this friend just yet.
They hear this and reply “I was only wishing to keep up with you, to see another greater will.”
He chuckles at that as well “Some are made for war and judgement, others not so much.” He taps them with his shoulder in a friendly gesture, making sure the mortal doesn’t fall “We seem to fall under the first.”
"Who have you met before, any friends?" Rendy asks curiously.
"I see, well you have gained my attention mortal. Most would simply run at the sight of me, or cower in fear and awe. Few seem interested in speaking to a being such as I"
"Unfortunately, when the world's powers desires conflict and war, one must be ready to match that energy to protect that which they hold sacred." Korzirak says. "Such is the burden of guardianship. Though, maybe if we changed our forms...?"
A lone megastructure looms over the horizon in a section of the wasteland. Its brutalist architecture emphasizes its function over form design. It appears to be a building of a bygone time. Though no life resides within its colossal form it is not devoid of movement. Automated factories and various machines carry on a project assigned to them by their dead creators, thousands of years ago. Their job nearing completion because inside that timeless metal monolith, they have been creating a supercomputer of never-before-seen capability. The final tests are run and the machine is activated, the whole tower seeming to gain a sort of life as the artificial superintelligence is born within. Prometheus is awake, god of the forge.
"What do you like to talk about?" Rendy asks curiously.
Xezithic notices, and suddenly the teen feels himself being lifted up by the wind, out of the water and onto dry land. Then the aboleth lowers himself down further to get a better look at the boy.
"You are not one for construction it seems." the creature's voice bellows out.
“Well I like to talk about them, because I’m not an egomaniac who only focuses on himself.”
He looks at the will, a moment of fear crosses his face but he soon remembers that he shouldn’t have anything to fear.
He laughs, an action that shakes the mountain just a bit “I will not argue with you on that. I try though.”
"Oh, I see. That's very nice of you."
"You looked to be struggling in the water mortal, are you alright." Xezithic speaks, more felt then heard as his voice sounds like the raging elements all clashing together.
"That is more the some in this world would do." The creature replies as he lifts his head up a bit "I suppose I can't speak much, this form is not so productive in fine tool use either"
“Of course, it’s the least I could do.” Slayer smirks, knowing their’s slightly more to it, but not telling this friend just yet.
They hear this and reply “I was only wishing to keep up with you, to see another greater will.”
He chuckles at that as well “Some are made for war and judgement, others not so much.” He taps them with his shoulder in a friendly gesture, making sure the mortal doesn’t fall “We seem to fall under the first.”
"Who have you met before, any friends?" Rendy asks curiously.
"I see, well you have gained my attention mortal. Most would simply run at the sight of me, or cower in fear and awe. Few seem interested in speaking to a being such as I"
"Unfortunately, when the world's powers desires conflict and war, one must be ready to match that energy to protect that which they hold sacred." Korzirak says. "Such is the burden of guardianship. Though, maybe if we changed our forms...?"
“Well there aren’t many who are kind when it comes to this level of power. Although there may be some.”
“I have met another will that could be considered a terrifying monster, but they were so friendly as to bless me with their power. Allowing me to move in the waves without worries.”
“No matter the form, the soul remains the same my friend. We are gods of destruction, no matter what we wish to be. That doesn’t mean we cannot also protect, but our specialty is killing. We kill to protect.”
"What do you like to talk about?" Rendy asks curiously.
Xezithic notices, and suddenly the teen feels himself being lifted up by the wind, out of the water and onto dry land. Then the aboleth lowers himself down further to get a better look at the boy.
"You are not one for construction it seems." the creature's voice bellows out.
“Well I like to talk about them, because I’m not an egomaniac who only focuses on himself.”
He looks at the will, a moment of fear crosses his face but he soon remembers that he shouldn’t have anything to fear.
He laughs, an action that shakes the mountain just a bit “I will not argue with you on that. I try though.”
"Oh, I see. That's very nice of you."
"You looked to be struggling in the water mortal, are you alright." Xezithic speaks, more felt then heard as his voice sounds like the raging elements all clashing together.
"That is more the some in this world would do." The creature replies as he lifts his head up a bit "I suppose I can't speak much, this form is not so productive in fine tool use either"
“Of course, it’s the least I could do.” Slayer smirks, knowing their’s slightly more to it, but not telling this friend just yet.
They hear this and reply “I was only wishing to keep up with you, to see another greater will.”
He chuckles at that as well “Some are made for war and judgement, others not so much.” He taps them with his shoulder in a friendly gesture, making sure the mortal doesn’t fall “We seem to fall under the first.”
"Who have you met before, any friends?" Rendy asks curiously.
"I see, well you have gained my attention mortal. Most would simply run at the sight of me, or cower in fear and awe. Few seem interested in speaking to a being such as I"
"Unfortunately, when the world's powers desires conflict and war, one must be ready to match that energy to protect that which they hold sacred." Korzirak says. "Such is the burden of guardianship. Though, maybe if we changed our forms...?"
“Well there aren’t many who are kind when it comes to this level of power. Although there may be some.”
“I have met another will that could be considered a terrifying monster, but they were so friendly as to bless me with their power. Allowing me to move in the waves without worries.”
“No matter the form, the soul remains the same my friend. We are gods of destruction, no matter what we wish to be. That doesn’t mean we cannot also protect, but our specialty is killing. We kill to protect.”
"Oh...thats sad to hear..." He says making sad little squeak sounds.
"I see, that would explain your open mindedness. It is refreshing, though I do not hold any animosity to mortal kind for their fear of me."
"My powers are not just for destruction, though my form is quite capable of causing much damage. I seek to preserve the living and protect and guide the souls of the dead to whatever path they choose, whether in undeath, the afterlife, or rebirth. I also seek to ensure a balance between the light and the darkness. For they both must coexist together for the world to thrive."
"What do you like to talk about?" Rendy asks curiously.
Xezithic notices, and suddenly the teen feels himself being lifted up by the wind, out of the water and onto dry land. Then the aboleth lowers himself down further to get a better look at the boy.
"You are not one for construction it seems." the creature's voice bellows out.
“Well I like to talk about them, because I’m not an egomaniac who only focuses on himself.”
He looks at the will, a moment of fear crosses his face but he soon remembers that he shouldn’t have anything to fear.
He laughs, an action that shakes the mountain just a bit “I will not argue with you on that. I try though.”
"Oh, I see. That's very nice of you."
"You looked to be struggling in the water mortal, are you alright." Xezithic speaks, more felt then heard as his voice sounds like the raging elements all clashing together.
"That is more the some in this world would do." The creature replies as he lifts his head up a bit "I suppose I can't speak much, this form is not so productive in fine tool use either"
“Of course, it’s the least I could do.” Slayer smirks, knowing their’s slightly more to it, but not telling this friend just yet.
They hear this and reply “I was only wishing to keep up with you, to see another greater will.”
He chuckles at that as well “Some are made for war and judgement, others not so much.” He taps them with his shoulder in a friendly gesture, making sure the mortal doesn’t fall “We seem to fall under the first.”
"Who have you met before, any friends?" Rendy asks curiously.
"I see, well you have gained my attention mortal. Most would simply run at the sight of me, or cower in fear and awe. Few seem interested in speaking to a being such as I"
"Unfortunately, when the world's powers desires conflict and war, one must be ready to match that energy to protect that which they hold sacred." Korzirak says. "Such is the burden of guardianship. Though, maybe if we changed our forms...?"
“Well there aren’t many who are kind when it comes to this level of power. Although there may be some.”
“I have met another will that could be considered a terrifying monster, but they were so friendly as to bless me with their power. Allowing me to move in the waves without worries.”
“No matter the form, the soul remains the same my friend. We are gods of destruction, no matter what we wish to be. That doesn’t mean we cannot also protect, but our specialty is killing. We kill to protect.”
"Oh...thats sad to hear..." He says making sad little squeak sounds.
"I see, that would explain your open mindedness. It is refreshing, though I do not hold any animosity to mortal kind for their fear of me."
"My powers are not just for destruction, though my form is quite capable of causing much damage. I seek to preserve the living and protect and guide the souls of the dead to whatever path they choose, whether in undeath, the afterlife, or rebirth. I also seek to ensure a balance between the light and the darkness. For they both must coexist together for the world to thrive."
“Well if you can’t find I new friend, I’ll always be here for you.”
“You won’t get any animosity from me at least, although I think I’m a rare case among many.”
“Balance is needed for any world to thrive, be it this one or any other.” He goes back to try to sculpt the house like clay.
"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?"
me or you. in case it goes wrong
"Ok, um..." He communicates with the derendian and it comes over and would implant his little mantis claws into Rendy's head "Oh, that tickles a bit, is this what it feels like when I do it too?"
no. I imagine you numb the feeling. does the communication through the connection work?
Rendy thinks silently, before jumping a bit in surprise and then getting excited. "Oh, yes, he can talk into my brain! This is so cool!"
"I don't know, lets find out!" Rendy says excitedly as suddenly more and more Derendians are created and begin to fuse into Rendy. Soon, the Derendians have forms a swarm version of Rendy that is the size of a T-Rex. "This is so Cool!!" They all shout as one.
“I do my best to enjoy the pleasures of life, poems, wine and talking to people. Especially women, although I try not to harass them.”
They see an older teenager trying to keep up with them, his body almost giving up on him with every breaststroke.
It looks like a poorly made excuse for a house, something a child would have made.
Rendy thinks silently, before jumping a bit in surprise and then getting excited. "Oh, yes, he can talk into my brain! This is so cool!"
*He is so cool.
I hope I never meet him in person.
XD*
"What do you like to talk about?" Rendy asks curiously.
Xezithic notices, and suddenly the teen feels himself being lifted up by the wind, out of the water and onto dry land. Then the aboleth lowers himself down further to get a better look at the boy.
"You are not one for construction it seems." the creature's voice bellows out.
*Awesome! I was worried that I was being too gory to be interesting.*
*As a side note, you might not be so fortunate.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Oh d-d-dear*
“Well I like to talk about them, because I’m not an egomaniac who only focuses on himself.”
He looks at the will, a moment of fear crosses his face but he soon remembers that he shouldn’t have anything to fear.
He laughs, an action that shakes the mountain just a bit “I will not argue with you on that. I try though.”
"Oh, I see. That's very nice of you."
"You looked to be struggling in the water mortal, are you alright." Xezithic speaks, more felt then heard as his voice sounds like the raging elements all clashing together.
"That is more the some in this world would do." The creature replies as he lifts his head up a bit "I suppose I can't speak much, this form is not so productive in fine tool use either"
“Of course, it’s the least I could do.” Slayer smirks, knowing their’s slightly more to it, but not telling this friend just yet.
They hear this and reply “I was only wishing to keep up with you, to see another greater will.”
He chuckles at that as well “Some are made for war and judgement, others not so much.” He taps them with his shoulder in a friendly gesture, making sure the mortal doesn’t fall “We seem to fall under the first.”
"Who have you met before, any friends?" Rendy asks curiously.
"I see, well you have gained my attention mortal. Most would simply run at the sight of me, or cower in fear and awe. Few seem interested in speaking to a being such as I"
"Unfortunately, when the world's powers desires conflict and war, one must be ready to match that energy to protect that which they hold sacred." Korzirak says. "Such is the burden of guardianship. Though, maybe if we changed our forms...?"
“Well there aren’t many who are kind when it comes to this level of power. Although there may be some.”
“I have met another will that could be considered a terrifying monster, but they were so friendly as to bless me with their power. Allowing me to move in the waves without worries.”
“No matter the form, the soul remains the same my friend. We are gods of destruction, no matter what we wish to be. That doesn’t mean we cannot also protect, but our specialty is killing. We kill to protect.”
"Oh...thats sad to hear..." He says making sad little squeak sounds.
"I see, that would explain your open mindedness. It is refreshing, though I do not hold any animosity to mortal kind for their fear of me."
"My powers are not just for destruction, though my form is quite capable of causing much damage. I seek to preserve the living and protect and guide the souls of the dead to whatever path they choose, whether in undeath, the afterlife, or rebirth. I also seek to ensure a balance between the light and the darkness. For they both must coexist together for the world to thrive."
“Well if you can’t find I new friend, I’ll always be here for you.”
“You won’t get any animosity from me at least, although I think I’m a rare case among many.”
“Balance is needed for any world to thrive, be it this one or any other.” He goes back to try to sculpt the house like clay.
*(appears) Meme. (Refuses to elaborate and leaves)*
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
*9, and itll be 10 once okhmus dies*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
i wonder how many can be linked together?
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
"Thank you, we can go on lots of adventures and see all sorts of cool things!"
"I see. You mentioned being gifted your abilities, by whom?"
Korzirak watches him struggle for a bit, before thinking. After a bit of concentration, his form begins to shrink down.
"I don't know, lets find out!" Rendy says excitedly as suddenly more and more Derendians are created and begin to fuse into Rendy. Soon, the Derendians have forms a swarm version of Rendy that is the size of a T-Rex. "This is so Cool!!" They all shout as one.
“That’s sounds so fun. Having adventures with anyone would help enjoy life.”
“Her name is something I’m not sure I should tell, but she looks like a combination of many sea creatures.”
The house has only gotten more disfigured the better he tries to make it, when he notices them shrink he facepalms and begins to do so himself: