So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*Hey Wendi, I can't stay on for very long, but I had an idea for another basement monster. And not just something that lives in the basement, but a creature that necessitated the creation of the space. A sort of underworld ruler. I imagine it won't be particularly dangerous or physically imposing and would be more like an actual nightmare made manifest. Anyway, I wanted your help since I want this thing to be tied to the Sanatorium itself, not just another patient if possible.*
The thing slowly takes form behind the two assistants, becoming a vaguely humanoid creature resembling a deeply twisted human shape. (Yes this is my pfp, it's the whole reason I changed it)
*Hey Wendi, I can't stay on for very long, but I had an idea for another basement monster. And not just something that lives in the basement, but a creature that necessitated the creation of the space. A sort of underworld ruler. I imagine it won't be particularly dangerous or physically imposing and would be more like an actual nightmare made manifest. Anyway, I wanted your help since I want this thing to be tied to the Sanatorium itself, not just another patient if possible.*
*Hey Wendi, I can't stay on for very long, but I had an idea for another basement monster. And not just something that lives in the basement, but a creature that necessitated the creation of the space. A sort of underworld ruler. I imagine it won't be particularly dangerous or physically imposing and would be more like an actual nightmare made manifest. Anyway, I wanted your help since I want this thing to be tied to the Sanatorium itself, not just another patient if possible.*
Callie finishes her breakfast and suddenly a giant crocodile with flames coming out of the corners of its mouth manifests and callie starts talking to it and petting its head
One notices a strange bluish-black thing Slipping out of marco's open mouth. *WARNING: POTENTIAL HORROR INCOMING, CENSOR ACTIVATED*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
(nice)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Hey Wendi, I can't stay on for very long, but I had an idea for another basement monster. And not just something that lives in the basement, but a creature that necessitated the creation of the space. A sort of underworld ruler. I imagine it won't be particularly dangerous or physically imposing and would be more like an actual nightmare made manifest. Anyway, I wanted your help since I want this thing to be tied to the Sanatorium itself, not just another patient if possible.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
The thing slowly takes form behind the two assistants, becoming a vaguely humanoid creature resembling a deeply twisted human shape. (Yes this is my pfp, it's the whole reason I changed it)
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Mezzoni turns and shuts the door quietly.
"Because you need it." She said.
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*OOOH! YES PLEASE. HEHEHEHEHEHEH*
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The assistants watch and ignore it, things like that exist in the basement and they have gotten used to it.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
π'π§π πππ€π€ππ π₯ππ π₯π¦ππ π π π₯π¦πππππ£π€ ππππππππ
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*I'll send you a PM*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Nicholas lets out a small sob before curling up on his bed.
"Fine fine."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Callie finishes her breakfast and suddenly a giant crocodile with flames coming out of the corners of its mouth manifests and callie starts talking to it and petting its head
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
"Thank you.. Now excuse me, there is someone crying.." She disappears and crawls into the walls of Nicholas's room. "Hello Nicholas.."
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"Leave me alone." he says through a sob
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Mother stays quiet for a moment before a tray of breakfast materializes on a side table.
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"I dont want it." he says, curling up into a tighter ball.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Please dear..." She said.
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"Why do you even care?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"It's my job to care." She said "My empathy makes me"
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"So what? If you really care why not help us leave this living hell?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I can't..." She said quietly.
πΎππ₯ π₯ππ π₯π π‘ π€ππππ, ππ π¦πππ π£π πππ€, π‘π π¦π£ π₯ππ π€ππ π₯ππ
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"Why not!?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.