Jaques hears: Oh, so you know ♒︎♓︎❍︎ too, eh? How’d ya meet? And even if you have no soul there's definitely something there! I can tell. Also your wingdings is a little rusty, as I couldn't make out the latter half of your statement. (This basically just means that the decoder I was using couldn't transform some of the characters into actual letters)
Jacques hears: Oh, so you know ♒︎♓︎❍︎ too, eh? How’d ya meet? And even if you have no soul there's definitely something there! I can tell. Also your wingdings is a little rusty, as I couldn't make out the latter half of your statement. (This basically just means that the decoder I was using couldn't transform some of the characters into actual letters)
*the second half was Jacques saying he was somewhere else.*
Emanating from all directions equally, the monster hears within their head:
Jaques hears: Maybe we are both rusty, after all it has been at least a few decades since ♒︎♏︎ has gone. Maybe it was longer. It is hard for me to keep track of time. Certainly we were both fluent back then, if ♒︎♏︎ taught you ♒︎♓︎❍︎self, as ♒︎♏︎ understood my wingdings perfectly. ☟︎♏︎ had to. I was one of ♒︎♓︎⬧︎ many lab assistants after all.
a greyscale monster stops staring into space and looks straight at the newcomer. The newcomer hears : Not quite human, but not quite monster either. What are you? If you were one of the experiments and dislike your current state, I apologize if I do not remember you. There were so many, and I was not one of the ones up front actually meeting the subjects.
the greyscale monster looks around. for the first time, you hear him speaking aloud "how interesting... souls... but no consciousness... one would think... that... you had all simultaneously... fallen down."
Grillby is cleaning a glass.
Carl is serving fries, avoiding the dog monsters.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D I chill on both Adohand's Kitchen and PbP.
Come to the Messy Mammoth Tavern and Inn! A mysterious link of chain...
Don't join Bahamut's disco party! Praise potassium instead! And PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA!
Titles: The Eternal Muttering from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
The grey scale monster hears a sinister, oily voice, like pitch black ink made from cyanide and arsenic.
"Oh, I'm not gone..."
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
jaques hears: just hidden, eh? you cant hide your soul.
the greyscale monster looks directly at jaques' location.
hi
mourn the flumph
enter the galaxy! join the planetscape!
yep
bye
link_to_nowhere
The grey scale monster hears sinister laughter, and then hears this in their head:
"✋ | 👎🏳️◾🕯️❄️ | 👇✌️✝️👈 | ✌️ | 💧🏳️🔷☹️📬"
"✌️☹️💧🏳️📪 | ✋🕯️💣 | ✌️👍❄️🔷✌️☹️☹️✡️ | 💧🏳️💣👈🔹👇👈☀️👈 | 👈☹️💧👈📬"
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
Jaques hears: Oh, so you know ♒︎♓︎❍︎ too, eh? How’d ya meet? And even if you have no soul there's definitely something there! I can tell. Also your wingdings is a little rusty, as I couldn't make out the latter half of your statement. (This basically just means that the decoder I was using couldn't transform some of the characters into actual letters)
hi
mourn the flumph
enter the galaxy! join the planetscape!
yep
bye
link_to_nowhere
*the second half was Jacques saying he was somewhere else.*
Emanating from all directions equally, the monster hears within their head:
"⬜👈☀️👇✌️⬜💧|✋❄️|✋💧|✡️🏳️🔷|🔹👇🏳️|✋💧|☀️🔷💧❄️✡️📬|🔹✋◾☝️👎✋◾👎💧|❄️✌️🔷☝️👇❄️|💣👈|👇✋💣💧👈☹️👉📬"
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
Jaques hears: Maybe we are both rusty, after all it has been at least a few decades since ♒︎♏︎ has gone. Maybe it was longer. It is hard for me to keep track of time. Certainly we were both fluent back then, if ♒︎♏︎ taught you ♒︎♓︎❍︎self, as ♒︎♏︎ understood my wingdings perfectly. ☟︎♏︎ had to. I was one of ♒︎♓︎⬧︎ many lab assistants after all.
hi
mourn the flumph
enter the galaxy! join the planetscape!
yep
bye
link_to_nowhere
Another human steps in. Though, funny, his soul is a monsters soul. Huh. He wears a black jacket and his skin is pale enough to be ghostly.
You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
a greyscale monster stops staring into space and looks straight at the newcomer. The newcomer hears : Not quite human, but not quite monster either. What are you? If you were one of the experiments and dislike your current state, I apologize if I do not remember you. There were so many, and I was not one of the ones up front actually meeting the subjects.
hi
mourn the flumph
enter the galaxy! join the planetscape!
yep
bye
link_to_nowhere
the greyscale monster looks around. for the first time, you hear him speaking aloud "how interesting... souls... but no consciousness... one would think... that... you had all simultaneously... fallen down."
hi
mourn the flumph
enter the galaxy! join the planetscape!
yep
bye
link_to_nowhere