Starry night, using their paints of colors unobservable to mortals, created from the concepts of good and evil, is making a magnificent painting of the true, undetectable and incomprehensible to humans, form of a neighboring Galaxy, andromeda. Its paints glow and flow like living animals in a swirling ocean, the stars unleash a chorus of light in the endless void surrounding it. One tiny dot in the distance of the edge of the galaxy, a star so brightly shining to those with smaller perspectives, but a speck in the canvas of the painter of the heavens.
The cat creature watches from the ceiling, so it has a good view of the painting and it's red smoke doesn't obstruct them.
“I’m quite sorry, I’m not done with this one yet… it’s not that good right now…”
"No need to apologize....it looks lovely even in it's early stages....." The creature says, head turning so it's facing down the normal way even as the body is standing upside down on the ceiling.
”thank you… I am planning on shifting the places of some of Andromeda’s stars, to craft a message to the mortal races in that galaxy. I always paint before a star shifting…”
"Star shifting...for what purpose...?"
“Mortals of all kinds would be lost without guidance. I guide them through the stars. I rearrange them in the heavens to bring them messages. The void is my canvas and I speak to mortals in the waking world, albeit indirectly.”
"I see, I'm sure they appreciate it even if they never know of you. I know the mortals on this planet seem to really be into the stars here....their dreams show me that...."
”thats good… it is welcoming to hear they enjoy my works and find them inspiring, I spend centuries on them.”
"They are really into this thing called astrology......"
”I’ve heard of that… it’s them interpreting my signs quite strangely, I believe. It also involves flimsy piece of paper with strange symbols, I believe?”
Starry night, using their paints of colors unobservable to mortals, created from the concepts of good and evil, is making a magnificent painting of the true, undetectable and incomprehensible to humans, form of a neighboring Galaxy, andromeda. Its paints glow and flow like living animals in a swirling ocean, the stars unleash a chorus of light in the endless void surrounding it. One tiny dot in the distance of the edge of the galaxy, a star so brightly shining to those with smaller perspectives, but a speck in the canvas of the painter of the heavens.
The cat creature watches from the ceiling, so it has a good view of the painting and it's red smoke doesn't obstruct them.
“I’m quite sorry, I’m not done with this one yet… it’s not that good right now…”
"No need to apologize....it looks lovely even in it's early stages....." The creature says, head turning so it's facing down the normal way even as the body is standing upside down on the ceiling.
”thank you… I am planning on shifting the places of some of Andromeda’s stars, to craft a message to the mortal races in that galaxy. I always paint before a star shifting…”
"Star shifting...for what purpose...?"
“Mortals of all kinds would be lost without guidance. I guide them through the stars. I rearrange them in the heavens to bring them messages. The void is my canvas and I speak to mortals in the waking world, albeit indirectly.”
"I see, I'm sure they appreciate it even if they never know of you. I know the mortals on this planet seem to really be into the stars here....their dreams show me that...."
”thats good… it is welcoming to hear they enjoy my works and find them inspiring, I spend centuries on them.”
"They are really into this thing called astrology......"
”I’ve heard of that… it’s them interpreting my signs quite strangely, I believe. It also involves flimsy piece of paper with strange symbols, I believe?”
"Yes, I don't know how they came to such conclusions, but it is fascinating to see how invested they get into such things...and how there dreams are shaped by such things."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Starry night, using their paints of colors unobservable to mortals, created from the concepts of good and evil, is making a magnificent painting of the true, undetectable and incomprehensible to humans, form of a neighboring Galaxy, andromeda. Its paints glow and flow like living animals in a swirling ocean, the stars unleash a chorus of light in the endless void surrounding it. One tiny dot in the distance of the edge of the galaxy, a star so brightly shining to those with smaller perspectives, but a speck in the canvas of the painter of the heavens.
The cat creature watches from the ceiling, so it has a good view of the painting and it's red smoke doesn't obstruct them.
“I’m quite sorry, I’m not done with this one yet… it’s not that good right now…”
"No need to apologize....it looks lovely even in it's early stages....." The creature says, head turning so it's facing down the normal way even as the body is standing upside down on the ceiling.
”thank you… I am planning on shifting the places of some of Andromeda’s stars, to craft a message to the mortal races in that galaxy. I always paint before a star shifting…”
"Star shifting...for what purpose...?"
“Mortals of all kinds would be lost without guidance. I guide them through the stars. I rearrange them in the heavens to bring them messages. The void is my canvas and I speak to mortals in the waking world, albeit indirectly.”
"I see, I'm sure they appreciate it even if they never know of you. I know the mortals on this planet seem to really be into the stars here....their dreams show me that...."
”thats good… it is welcoming to hear they enjoy my works and find them inspiring, I spend centuries on them.”
"They are really into this thing called astrology......"
”I’ve heard of that… it’s them interpreting my signs quite strangely, I believe. It also involves flimsy piece of paper with strange symbols, I believe?”
"Yes, I don't know how they came to such conclusions, but it is fascinating to see how invested they get into such things...and how there dreams are shaped by such things."
”what odd things have you seen in the sleeping minds of mortals, my good fellow?”
Starry night, using their paints of colors unobservable to mortals, created from the concepts of good and evil, is making a magnificent painting of the true, undetectable and incomprehensible to humans, form of a neighboring Galaxy, andromeda. Its paints glow and flow like living animals in a swirling ocean, the stars unleash a chorus of light in the endless void surrounding it. One tiny dot in the distance of the edge of the galaxy, a star so brightly shining to those with smaller perspectives, but a speck in the canvas of the painter of the heavens.
The cat creature watches from the ceiling, so it has a good view of the painting and it's red smoke doesn't obstruct them.
“I’m quite sorry, I’m not done with this one yet… it’s not that good right now…”
"No need to apologize....it looks lovely even in it's early stages....." The creature says, head turning so it's facing down the normal way even as the body is standing upside down on the ceiling.
”thank you… I am planning on shifting the places of some of Andromeda’s stars, to craft a message to the mortal races in that galaxy. I always paint before a star shifting…”
"Star shifting...for what purpose...?"
“Mortals of all kinds would be lost without guidance. I guide them through the stars. I rearrange them in the heavens to bring them messages. The void is my canvas and I speak to mortals in the waking world, albeit indirectly.”
"I see, I'm sure they appreciate it even if they never know of you. I know the mortals on this planet seem to really be into the stars here....their dreams show me that...."
”thats good… it is welcoming to hear they enjoy my works and find them inspiring, I spend centuries on them.”
"They are really into this thing called astrology......"
”I’ve heard of that… it’s them interpreting my signs quite strangely, I believe. It also involves flimsy piece of paper with strange symbols, I believe?”
"Yes, I don't know how they came to such conclusions, but it is fascinating to see how invested they get into such things...and how there dreams are shaped by such things."
”what odd things have you seen in the sleeping minds of mortals, my good fellow?”
"Well, it is always interesting to see what dreams are commonly shared. These humans seem to have a lot of dreams of teeth falling out of there mouths....or being reduced to some for of undergarment in public....or flying.....sometimes there dreams are so much like there daily lives they wake up confused....thinking they were already awake. Its rather silly, but its an enjoyable watch."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Starry night, using their paints of colors unobservable to mortals, created from the concepts of good and evil, is making a magnificent painting of the true, undetectable and incomprehensible to humans, form of a neighboring Galaxy, andromeda. Its paints glow and flow like living animals in a swirling ocean, the stars unleash a chorus of light in the endless void surrounding it. One tiny dot in the distance of the edge of the galaxy, a star so brightly shining to those with smaller perspectives, but a speck in the canvas of the painter of the heavens.
The cat creature watches from the ceiling, so it has a good view of the painting and it's red smoke doesn't obstruct them.
“I’m quite sorry, I’m not done with this one yet… it’s not that good right now…”
"No need to apologize....it looks lovely even in it's early stages....." The creature says, head turning so it's facing down the normal way even as the body is standing upside down on the ceiling.
”thank you… I am planning on shifting the places of some of Andromeda’s stars, to craft a message to the mortal races in that galaxy. I always paint before a star shifting…”
"Star shifting...for what purpose...?"
“Mortals of all kinds would be lost without guidance. I guide them through the stars. I rearrange them in the heavens to bring them messages. The void is my canvas and I speak to mortals in the waking world, albeit indirectly.”
"I see, I'm sure they appreciate it even if they never know of you. I know the mortals on this planet seem to really be into the stars here....their dreams show me that...."
”thats good… it is welcoming to hear they enjoy my works and find them inspiring, I spend centuries on them.”
"They are really into this thing called astrology......"
”I’ve heard of that… it’s them interpreting my signs quite strangely, I believe. It also involves flimsy piece of paper with strange symbols, I believe?”
"Yes, I don't know how they came to such conclusions, but it is fascinating to see how invested they get into such things...and how there dreams are shaped by such things."
”what odd things have you seen in the sleeping minds of mortals, my good fellow?”
"Well, it is always interesting to see what dreams are commonly shared. These humans seem to have a lot of dreams of teeth falling out of there mouths....or being reduced to some for of undergarment in public....or flying.....sometimes there dreams are so much like there daily lives they wake up confused....thinking they were already awake. Its rather silly, but its an enjoyable watch."
“Interesting, I never would have expected any of those things. Perhaps besides teeth falling out of their mouths, until a century or two ago that was a real problem of theres, wasn’t it? Anyways, where are you from? Besides the waking world, of course?”
Starry night, using their paints of colors unobservable to mortals, created from the concepts of good and evil, is making a magnificent painting of the true, undetectable and incomprehensible to humans, form of a neighboring Galaxy, andromeda. Its paints glow and flow like living animals in a swirling ocean, the stars unleash a chorus of light in the endless void surrounding it. One tiny dot in the distance of the edge of the galaxy, a star so brightly shining to those with smaller perspectives, but a speck in the canvas of the painter of the heavens.
The cat creature watches from the ceiling, so it has a good view of the painting and it's red smoke doesn't obstruct them.
“I’m quite sorry, I’m not done with this one yet… it’s not that good right now…”
"No need to apologize....it looks lovely even in it's early stages....." The creature says, head turning so it's facing down the normal way even as the body is standing upside down on the ceiling.
”thank you… I am planning on shifting the places of some of Andromeda’s stars, to craft a message to the mortal races in that galaxy. I always paint before a star shifting…”
"Star shifting...for what purpose...?"
“Mortals of all kinds would be lost without guidance. I guide them through the stars. I rearrange them in the heavens to bring them messages. The void is my canvas and I speak to mortals in the waking world, albeit indirectly.”
"I see, I'm sure they appreciate it even if they never know of you. I know the mortals on this planet seem to really be into the stars here....their dreams show me that...."
”thats good… it is welcoming to hear they enjoy my works and find them inspiring, I spend centuries on them.”
"They are really into this thing called astrology......"
”I’ve heard of that… it’s them interpreting my signs quite strangely, I believe. It also involves flimsy piece of paper with strange symbols, I believe?”
"Yes, I don't know how they came to such conclusions, but it is fascinating to see how invested they get into such things...and how there dreams are shaped by such things."
”what odd things have you seen in the sleeping minds of mortals, my good fellow?”
"Well, it is always interesting to see what dreams are commonly shared. These humans seem to have a lot of dreams of teeth falling out of there mouths....or being reduced to some for of undergarment in public....or flying.....sometimes there dreams are so much like there daily lives they wake up confused....thinking they were already awake. Its rather silly, but its an enjoyable watch."
“Interesting, I never would have expected any of those things. Perhaps besides teeth falling out of their mouths, until a century or two ago that was a real problem of theres, wasn’t it? Anyways, where are you from? Besides the waking world, of course?”
"I have resided in many places over the eons, though I formed first in the realm of dreams from the first dreamers. It was they that gave me the name I know...Eldest Dream.....though they are long gone, just like so many that came after...."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Starry night, using their paints of colors unobservable to mortals, created from the concepts of good and evil, is making a magnificent painting of the true, undetectable and incomprehensible to humans, form of a neighboring Galaxy, andromeda. Its paints glow and flow like living animals in a swirling ocean, the stars unleash a chorus of light in the endless void surrounding it. One tiny dot in the distance of the edge of the galaxy, a star so brightly shining to those with smaller perspectives, but a speck in the canvas of the painter of the heavens.
The cat creature watches from the ceiling, so it has a good view of the painting and it's red smoke doesn't obstruct them.
“I’m quite sorry, I’m not done with this one yet… it’s not that good right now…”
"No need to apologize....it looks lovely even in it's early stages....." The creature says, head turning so it's facing down the normal way even as the body is standing upside down on the ceiling.
”thank you… I am planning on shifting the places of some of Andromeda’s stars, to craft a message to the mortal races in that galaxy. I always paint before a star shifting…”
"Star shifting...for what purpose...?"
“Mortals of all kinds would be lost without guidance. I guide them through the stars. I rearrange them in the heavens to bring them messages. The void is my canvas and I speak to mortals in the waking world, albeit indirectly.”
"I see, I'm sure they appreciate it even if they never know of you. I know the mortals on this planet seem to really be into the stars here....their dreams show me that...."
”thats good… it is welcoming to hear they enjoy my works and find them inspiring, I spend centuries on them.”
"They are really into this thing called astrology......"
”I’ve heard of that… it’s them interpreting my signs quite strangely, I believe. It also involves flimsy piece of paper with strange symbols, I believe?”
"Yes, I don't know how they came to such conclusions, but it is fascinating to see how invested they get into such things...and how there dreams are shaped by such things."
”what odd things have you seen in the sleeping minds of mortals, my good fellow?”
"Well, it is always interesting to see what dreams are commonly shared. These humans seem to have a lot of dreams of teeth falling out of there mouths....or being reduced to some for of undergarment in public....or flying.....sometimes there dreams are so much like there daily lives they wake up confused....thinking they were already awake. Its rather silly, but its an enjoyable watch."
“Interesting, I never would have expected any of those things. Perhaps besides teeth falling out of their mouths, until a century or two ago that was a real problem of theres, wasn’t it? Anyways, where are you from? Besides the waking world, of course?”
"I have resided in many places over the eons, though I formed first in the realm of dreams from the first dreamers. It was they that gave me the name I know...Eldest Dream.....though they are long gone, just like so many that came after...."
“I see… you were born from the very first dreams. What creatures had those dreams?”
"Hm..." the Eldest Dream thinks back, far into its past. "They were...strange little creatures of slime and flesh....somewhat like the little frogs of this world but greater....more aware....there dreams were primitive....but powerful....they were the first things I became aware of..."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"Hm..." the Eldest Dream thinks back, far into its past. "They were...strange little creatures of slime and flesh....somewhat like the little frogs of this world but greater....more aware....there dreams were primitive....but powerful....they were the first things I became aware of..."
"Hm..." the Eldest Dream thinks back, far into its past. "They were...strange little creatures of slime and flesh....somewhat like the little frogs of this world but greater....more aware....there dreams were primitive....but powerful....they were the first things I became aware of..."
”strange, how did you end up here?”
(wanna rp on the dome as well?)
"The last galaxy I was residing in fell to war between the cosmic beings that "reigned" there....life in that galaxy suffered...and it stopped producing new stars....so it is dying. I left to find new mortals....their dreams aren't just for entertainment...they are my sustenance..."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The Eldest Dream is currently sitting upside down on the ceiling of the night club, enjoying a cup of void ice coffee with a shot of existential dread and a black hole cinnamon roll with accretion disk frosting swirls. The club is bathed in a gentle red light due to all the red smoke billowing out.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Oblivion is being a good father and calling his daughter, who is Death. They seem to be having a great conversation, many laughs and much fun. Oblivion is sitting in his usual seat, a single earth scone on a small plate at his table.
The Eldest Dream has been busy using it’s red mist to put whole populations into restful sleep so they can have vivid dreams that it can siphon from. It has also created little minions to help with ensuring the humans get restful sleep, small and adorable plushie versions of its more monstrous appearance. The internet has a new cryptid obsession now.
It is currently having breakfast in the night club, sitting on the ceiling again. A few of its small, smiling plushie minions as also crawling around and enjoying the food.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Oblivion is being a good father and calling his daughter, who is Death. They seem to be having a great conversation, many laughs and much fun. Oblivion is sitting in his usual seat, a single earth scone on a small plate at his table.
*Also I just feel like saying this, Oblivion is the kind of dad to say 'Hi Death I'm dad.' completely unironically.*
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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.
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”I’ve heard of that… it’s them interpreting my signs quite strangely, I believe. It also involves flimsy piece of paper with strange symbols, I believe?”
"Yes, I don't know how they came to such conclusions, but it is fascinating to see how invested they get into such things...and how there dreams are shaped by such things."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
”what odd things have you seen in the sleeping minds of mortals, my good fellow?”
"Well, it is always interesting to see what dreams are commonly shared. These humans seem to have a lot of dreams of teeth falling out of there mouths....or being reduced to some for of undergarment in public....or flying.....sometimes there dreams are so much like there daily lives they wake up confused....thinking they were already awake. Its rather silly, but its an enjoyable watch."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Interesting, I never would have expected any of those things. Perhaps besides teeth falling out of their mouths, until a century or two ago that was a real problem of theres, wasn’t it? Anyways, where are you from? Besides the waking world, of course?”
"I have resided in many places over the eons, though I formed first in the realm of dreams from the first dreamers. It was they that gave me the name I know...Eldest Dream.....though they are long gone, just like so many that came after...."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“I see… you were born from the very first dreams. What creatures had those dreams?”
*cut with Arch*
"Hm..." the Eldest Dream thinks back, far into its past. "They were...strange little creatures of slime and flesh....somewhat like the little frogs of this world but greater....more aware....there dreams were primitive....but powerful....they were the first things I became aware of..."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
”strange, how did you end up here?”
(wanna rp on the dome as well?)
"The last galaxy I was residing in fell to war between the cosmic beings that "reigned" there....life in that galaxy suffered...and it stopped producing new stars....so it is dying. I left to find new mortals....their dreams aren't just for entertainment...they are my sustenance..."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
The Eldest Dream is currently sitting upside down on the ceiling of the night club, enjoying a cup of void ice coffee with a shot of existential dread and a black hole cinnamon roll with accretion disk frosting swirls. The club is bathed in a gentle red light due to all the red smoke billowing out.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Gibber is singing karaoke. He's singing so many different songs at once that you can't hear any actual lyrics.
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
The Eldest Dream drums it’s claws against the ceiling as a form of applause.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
He bows and gets off stage.
"That was fun."
"Never gonna give you up!"
"You do know it's over now, right?"
"He just likes rickrolling people."
"E."
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
“It seems fun….I would sing…but it just puts people to sleep….”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
"Can you just turn it off or something?"
"Hamburger cheeseburger big mac whopper."
"PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA!"
"Now's your chance to be a [[Karaoke Singer]]!"
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
“I’m not sure…I have never tried….”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Oblivion is being a good father and calling his daughter, who is Death. They seem to be having a great conversation, many laughs and much fun. Oblivion is sitting in his usual seat, a single earth scone on a small plate at his table.
The Eldest Dream has been busy using it’s red mist to put whole populations into restful sleep so they can have vivid dreams that it can siphon from. It has also created little minions to help with ensuring the humans get restful sleep, small and adorable plushie versions of its more monstrous appearance. The internet has a new cryptid obsession now.
It is currently having breakfast in the night club, sitting on the ceiling again. A few of its small, smiling plushie minions as also crawling around and enjoying the food.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
*Also I just feel like saying this, Oblivion is the kind of dad to say 'Hi Death I'm dad.' completely unironically.*
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