Suddenly, in one of the many rooms filled with cryogenic chambers, a loud sound echoes throughout the room. It is the crash of a hand emerging from the ice and breaking through its chamber. The person wrenches open their chamber and shatters the ice they were frozen in. They step out, metallic feet clanking against the ground. The person seems to be a robotic humanoid. Their face is a reflective black screen and their body is made of a sleek, white metal with some rubber on the joints. Their neck whirs when they slowly turn their head around, surveying the area.
Its voice comes out as a low tone with a slightly melancholic hint.
[This area is not one in my gallery. Where was I put after I was powered down?] It thinks out loud.
A hologram beams up from the ground in front of them, portraying a human woman, in clothes that might be like those of an air stewardess. "Good morning!" It welcomes. "Glad you're awake. You have exactly 6 months to enjoy your stay here, before we arrive at your new home!" She points at a panel next to her, which clearly shows a timer, which you presume should be counting down from 6 months, but instead shows 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days.
The robot turns its head slowly, standing completely still.
[That says 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days. Possibly your counting is off.]
The hologram buzzes slightly, as if pausing to think. "We hope you enjoy your stay! If you have any questions, please don't worry! We will arrive at our destination in not too long at all." She continues to smile welcomingly.
The robot turns on its heel and goes to the bar, walking slowly and tiredly.
Arthur perks up as he sees the new arrival. "Good morning! Can I get you anything? You look like you could use something to raise your enthusiasm."
The robot sits down at a stool. [Oh, what’s the point? I wasn’t designed to be enthusiastic. I will have a drink, though.]
He nods, accepting the statement. "What would you like? Anything in particular?"
[Motor oil for my joints, if it’s not a hassle.]
*I based this guy off Marvin in Hitchhiker’s*
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"Hmm, let me see..." He reaches down below the bar, and retrieves a canister of motor oil. "I use this one myself. It's a good brand, they make good motor oil."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"Hmm, let me see..." He reaches down below the bar, and retrieves a canister of motor oil. "I use this one myself. It's a good brand, they make good motor oil."
[Thank you. What is your name?] The robot starts to oil his joints.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"Hmm, let me see..." He reaches down below the bar, and retrieves a canister of motor oil. "I use this one myself. It's a good brand, they make good motor oil."
[Thank you. What is your name?] The robot starts to oil his joints.
"Arthur." He smiles. "And yours?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
"Hmm, let me see..." He reaches down below the bar, and retrieves a canister of motor oil. "I use this one myself. It's a good brand, they make good motor oil."
[Thank you. What is your name?] The robot starts to oil his joints.
"Arthur." He smiles. "And yours?"
[A.I.D.E.N W] He pints to his shoulder, where the acronym is printed.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
[A.I.D.E.N W] He pints to his shoulder, where the acronym is printed.
"Ah. Well then... Aiden? If I may call you that? Are you enjoying your journey so far?"
[Not now that I have woken up. 296 conscious years among this hell before I can complete my duty and be gone.]
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
[A.I.D.E.N W] He pints to his shoulder, where the acronym is printed.
"Ah. Well then... Aiden? If I may call you that? Are you enjoying your journey so far?"
[Not now that I have woken up. 296 conscious years among this hell before I can complete my duty and be gone.]
"Well, I was told it was to be 6 months. But I'm sure you're right. If I can assist you through that time in any way, that's what I'm here for."
[Do you have any way for robots to get drunk?] He starts to mutter. [Robots are inhuman, human robots are in. Robots are inhuman, human robots are in. Robots are inhuman, etc etc]
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*I LOVE THIS!!!. Gtg but I'll make a char for tomorrow*
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
[A.I.D.E.N W] He pints to his shoulder, where the acronym is printed.
"Ah. Well then... Aiden? If I may call you that? Are you enjoying your journey so far?"
[Not now that I have woken up. 296 conscious years among this hell before I can complete my duty and be gone.]
"Well, I was told it was to be 6 months. But I'm sure you're right. If I can assist you through that time in any way, that's what I'm here for."
[Do you have any way for robots to get drunk?] He starts to mutter. [Robots are inhuman, human robots are in. Robots are inhuman, human robots are in. Robots are inhuman, etc etc]
Arthur patiently waits for them to stop speaking, continuing to polish his glass.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
[A.I.D.E.N W] He pints to his shoulder, where the acronym is printed.
"Ah. Well then... Aiden? If I may call you that? Are you enjoying your journey so far?"
[Not now that I have woken up. 296 conscious years among this hell before I can complete my duty and be gone.]
"Well, I was told it was to be 6 months. But I'm sure you're right. If I can assist you through that time in any way, that's what I'm here for."
[Do you have any way for robots to get drunk?] He starts to mutter. [Robots are inhuman, human robots are in. Robots are inhuman, human robots are in. Robots are inhuman, etc etc]
Arthur patiently waits for them to stop speaking, continuing to polish his glass.
[Oh, terribly sorry. Do you have anything to ease a robot’s mind?]
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
[Oh, terribly sorry. Do you have anything to ease a robot’s mind?]
"hmm." He thinks for a moment. "There never really was much of a robot mental health unit, at least from what I remember of the world. And of course, we are unable to drink most things, to put ourselves at ease. I for one have been a bartender ever since my creation, but have never drunk anything I've served." He brings the glass he's working on up to his eye, happy with it.
"You know, we can retrieve and calculate knowledge a lot faster than most living creatures, which makes us the most prone to overthinking, and even strong anxiety at times. Especially when it means we can't fulfil what we're meant to do." He puts down the glass for a second. "We're less prone to insanity due to our nature, or, lack of nature, so to speak, but we more easily confuse ourselves and stress." He pauses. "But that's enough with my little rant." He chuckles. "The best thing I can do for you is to recommended trying to enjoy your time here, and relax. Matters are out of your control, no matter how long you end up being here for. If that doesn't work, I've heard low power mode shuts off all the unnecessary functions of the system, including excess worrying. Did you know that years ago, machines had this feature, I believe it was called airplane mode? It would cut them off from all signals around them, both for transmittal and receival. That must have been peaceful. Its fascinating honesty."
Arthur (and drummer) finally realises how much he's said in one go, and decides to go back to polishing the glass.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Welp... Guess I got a place to use my new character. I'll be back later though, I got some stuff to do.*
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You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
The sound of a cryogenic chamber's ice cracking reverberates down the halls. Suddenly, the ice shatters and out spills a grey skinned figure, cold mist spilling off around his form. The man staggers to his feet and groans, clutching his stomach.
Somewhere in the ship, there is a plant. This plant seems to be fine with how it currently is. It has adapted to need no sunlight in the vacuum of space, and needs little to no oxygen, water or anything of the sort.
Somewhere above the plant on the ship, there is a vial. This vial contains a chemical inside of it. The vial teeters over the edge, dangerously close to falling over.
Somewhere along the line, there is a crash. Shards of glass and globs of serum fly everywhere.
Somewhere in the ship, there is a plant that has now absorbed an unknown chemical. Given the gift of sentience, this plant begins extending vines from the ground. These vines begin absorbing more and more of the chemical, and the plant grows.
Somewhere on the ship, there is now a large, sentient plant with a hulking figure. Given the gift of intelligent thought, the plant looks around and ponders his surroundings.
The guy is trying to prise open an air vent
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
[Motor oil for my joints, if it’s not a hassle.]
*I based this guy off Marvin in Hitchhiker’s*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
*I'm going to make a character here.*
*I may name them Jelly Fries.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Hmm, let me see..." He reaches down below the bar, and retrieves a canister of motor oil. "I use this one myself. It's a good brand, they make good motor oil."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
[Thank you. What is your name?] The robot starts to oil his joints.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"Arthur." He smiles. "And yours?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
[A.I.D.E.N W] He pints to his shoulder, where the acronym is printed.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"Ah. Well then... Aiden? If I may call you that? Are you enjoying your journey so far?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
[Not now that I have woken up. 296 conscious years among this hell before I can complete my duty and be gone.]
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"Well, I was told it was to be 6 months. But I'm sure you're right. If I can assist you through that time in any way, that's what I'm here for."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
[Do you have any way for robots to get drunk?] He starts to mutter. [Robots are inhuman, human robots are in. Robots are inhuman, human robots are in. Robots are inhuman, etc etc]
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
The young man is setting up a base for himself in the vents
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
*I LOVE THIS!!!. Gtg but I'll make a char for tomorrow*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
I like cheese.
Arthur patiently waits for them to stop speaking, continuing to polish his glass.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Ayyy, I look forward to it! Never got to rp with you before I don't think*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
[Oh, terribly sorry. Do you have anything to ease a robot’s mind?]
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"hmm." He thinks for a moment. "There never really was much of a robot mental health unit, at least from what I remember of the world. And of course, we are unable to drink most things, to put ourselves at ease. I for one have been a bartender ever since my creation, but have never drunk anything I've served." He brings the glass he's working on up to his eye, happy with it.
"You know, we can retrieve and calculate knowledge a lot faster than most living creatures, which makes us the most prone to overthinking, and even strong anxiety at times. Especially when it means we can't fulfil what we're meant to do." He puts down the glass for a second. "We're less prone to insanity due to our nature, or, lack of nature, so to speak, but we more easily confuse ourselves and stress." He pauses. "But that's enough with my little rant." He chuckles. "The best thing I can do for you is to recommended trying to enjoy your time here, and relax. Matters are out of your control, no matter how long you end up being here for. If that doesn't work, I've heard low power mode shuts off all the unnecessary functions of the system, including excess worrying. Did you know that years ago, machines had this feature, I believe it was called airplane mode? It would cut them off from all signals around them, both for transmittal and receival. That must have been peaceful. Its fascinating honesty."
Arthur (and drummer) finally realises how much he's said in one go, and decides to go back to polishing the glass.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Welp... Guess I got a place to use my new character. I'll be back later though, I got some stuff to do.*
You can find me on forum games almost any day. Thanks to Drummer_The_Dragon_Slayer, I make things that should not exist. I also play as a Dragonborn monk.
Beware! I am Master of the Staff, fear me with passion!
I'm back from the dead! For now.
I'm going to befriend a crow. No-one will stop me.
RP wise I don't really have much time on my hands so I'll try.
Happy 2024!
The sound of a cryogenic chamber's ice cracking reverberates down the halls. Suddenly, the ice shatters and out spills a grey skinned figure, cold mist spilling off around his form. The man staggers to his feet and groans, clutching his stomach.
Somewhere in the ship, there is a plant. This plant seems to be fine with how it currently is. It has adapted to need no sunlight in the vacuum of space, and needs little to no oxygen, water or anything of the sort.
Somewhere above the plant on the ship, there is a vial. This vial contains a chemical inside of it. The vial teeters over the edge, dangerously close to falling over.
Somewhere along the line, there is a crash. Shards of glass and globs of serum fly everywhere.
Somewhere in the ship, there is a plant that has now absorbed an unknown chemical. Given the gift of sentience, this plant begins extending vines from the ground. These vines begin absorbing more and more of the chemical, and the plant grows.
Somewhere on the ship, there is now a large, sentient plant with a hulking figure. Given the gift of intelligent thought, the plant looks around and ponders his surroundings.
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