Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
D&D Beyond Basic Rules
Basic Rules (2014)
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In the room next door the robot is punching a hole in the concrete wall
"HEY!" Xavier shouts. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
"C4nt thinnn%$@nk"
"...What? You... Can't think? Is that what you're saying?" Xavier says, confusedly.
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
"Syt####ms overloaded. PZrocessor csannot //SUPPORT// sentience."
"Uhh..." Xavier thinks for a bit. "damn, I'm useless at robotics. I'm good at clockwork, but I don't think I can repair computer systems with gears..."
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
"S7fferinnngg"
"OK. Uh, I could make you partly clockwork." He moves for a closer look at the robot.
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
it has a panel along the side wich gives access to the circuitry in its head
"C4an helpp?"
*image of the robot*
"Yeah, I'll try." Xavier cleans up his desk and extends it into a longer version of itself. "You'll have to lie here while I work. And I guarantee you won't be able to stay active while the work is in progress."
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
"O0kayy. Trust." It clambers onto the table.
Xavier opens a draw with the larger tools at his disposal in them. he grabs a couple of boxes filled with other equipment and slides into his chair. he sits next to the robot's head and carefully opens the hatch.
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
Inside is a swarm of neatly pack wires and circuits.
"Oh, god..." Xavier mutters. "Where is the Processor? What does it look like?"
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
"oLcated in BBB4CK RIGHT/"
In the back right is a small cylinder holding the central processor running all the robots systems. It has a small box sautered onto it that holds all the data storage of memories and the AI that is overwhelming its too-simple systems
"OK, I see the problem. Lemme remove this." Xavier VERY carefully begins his work.
*gtg*
*also what is the robot's name?"
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me
*Doesn't have one*
*and see ya later*
Mac is currently setting up his drum-kit in the Rec-room/
Charles is playing battle-ship against himself.
Aaron is currently in his room messing with his chemistry.
Elias is working out in the Gym, he seems to be laughing to himself.
Life's amusing and it knows
Henri is sleep again.
Jack is in the hot-tub in the pool.
Ace is the cafeteria.
A 5'10 15 year old in a hazmat suit is walking into the building.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Back*
Xavier has been working for a while. He is scratching his head as he carefully tries to get in the cogs in the right way. He adds all sorts of little things, but it isn't ticking yet.
If you're reading this, then you've probably managed to catch me in the ten or so minutes every few weeks that I check in on my favourite rainbow bowl of randoms. Or you're looking at my older messages. If so, then stop, time travel is illegal here
I like talking even though I suck at it
BISEXUAL
Sulfur is the best game ever made, fight me