A small flying machine, resembling a mix of a flying saucer and a biblically accurate angel, hovers above the Autumn Country. Inside is a lanky man with glasses and a black-and-gold coat, knees near his head as he scrunches up to fit into the machine.
He seems to be carrying an entire old-school diner, foundations and all, dangling it on cables beneath the bizarre vehicle. The man inside laughs maniacally as he drops it to the ground with a loud boom. The building is unharmed, and actually has sort of crushed the ground beneath it to make space for the foundations. "Exactly as I planned it!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A small flying machine, resembling a mix of a flying saucer and a biblically accurate angel, hovers above the Autumn Country. Inside is a lanky man with glasses and a black-and-gold coat, knees near his head as he scrunches up to fit into the machine.
He seems to be carrying an entire old-school diner, foundations and all, dangling it on cables beneath the bizarre vehicle. The man inside laughs maniacally as he drops it to the ground with a loud boom. The building is unharmed, and actually has sort of crushed the ground beneath it to make space for the foundations. "Exactly as I planned it!"
there is an extreamly complex skeleton circling above on wings made from human arms
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
A small flying machine, resembling a mix of a flying saucer and a biblically accurate angel, hovers above the Autumn Country. Inside is a lanky man with glasses and a black-and-gold coat, knees near his head as he scrunches up to fit into the machine.
He seems to be carrying an entire old-school diner, foundations and all, dangling it on cables beneath the bizarre vehicle. The man inside laughs maniacally as he drops it to the ground with a loud boom. The building is unharmed, and actually has sort of crushed the ground beneath it to make space for the foundations. "Exactly as I planned it!"
there is an extreamly complex skeleton circling above on wings made from human arms
He looks up. "Huh? What's..." He pulls out some binoculars and peers at the skeleton.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A small flying machine, resembling a mix of a flying saucer and a biblically accurate angel, hovers above the Autumn Country. Inside is a lanky man with glasses and a black-and-gold coat, knees near his head as he scrunches up to fit into the machine.
He seems to be carrying an entire old-school diner, foundations and all, dangling it on cables beneath the bizarre vehicle. The man inside laughs maniacally as he drops it to the ground with a loud boom. The building is unharmed, and actually has sort of crushed the ground beneath it to make space for the foundations. "Exactly as I planned it!"
there is an extreamly complex skeleton circling above on wings made from human arms
He looks up. "Huh? What's..." He pulls out some binoculars and peers at the skeleton.
he sees its head, made from several different skulls, some human, some.... not. it quickly looks at him
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
A small flying machine, resembling a mix of a flying saucer and a biblically accurate angel, hovers above the Autumn Country. Inside is a lanky man with glasses and a black-and-gold coat, knees near his head as he scrunches up to fit into the machine.
He seems to be carrying an entire old-school diner, foundations and all, dangling it on cables beneath the bizarre vehicle. The man inside laughs maniacally as he drops it to the ground with a loud boom. The building is unharmed, and actually has sort of crushed the ground beneath it to make space for the foundations. "Exactly as I planned it!"
*Gooooood morning, Baal! Sorry I keep vanishing. How are you today?*
The man in the bizarre flying machine sees another flying vessel in the airspace around him- a large nautilus-shaped ship that seems equal parts machine and organism. It hovers above the ground roughly a few hundred feet away, unmoving from its place in the air like a seabird riding an air current. Something glowing with golden light sits on the deck of the ship, watching him work.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He looks up. "Huh? What's..." He pulls out some binoculars and peers at the skeleton.
he sees its head, made from several different skulls, some human, some.... not. it quickly looks at him
He puts away his binoculars and increases in altitude until he's level with the being. He silently observes, messing with the controls of his flying machine.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He looks up. "Huh? What's..." He pulls out some binoculars and peers at the skeleton.
he sees its head, made from several different skulls, some human, some.... not. it quickly looks at him
He puts away his binoculars and increases in altitude until he's level with the being. He silently observes, messing with the controls of his flying machine.
the creature's flying creates a rhythmic clacking sound
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
A small flying machine, resembling a mix of a flying saucer and a biblically accurate angel, hovers above the Autumn Country. Inside is a lanky man with glasses and a black-and-gold coat, knees near his head as he scrunches up to fit into the machine.
He seems to be carrying an entire old-school diner, foundations and all, dangling it on cables beneath the bizarre vehicle. The man inside laughs maniacally as he drops it to the ground with a loud boom. The building is unharmed, and actually has sort of crushed the ground beneath it to make space for the foundations. "Exactly as I planned it!"
*Gooooood morning, Baal! Sorry I keep vanishing. How are you today?*
The man in the bizarre flying machine sees another flying vessel in the airspace around him- a large nautilus-shaped ship that seems equal parts machine and organism. It hovers above the ground roughly a few hundred feet away, unmoving from its place in the air like a seabird riding an air current. Something glowing with golden light sits on the deck of the ship, watching him work.
*I'm doing good! Very glad to see you again! I'm having some trouble with this new character already. I realized that I haven't fully fleshed out what he actually... does, you know?*
He looks over, then shields his eyes from the light. "Whoever you are, identify yourself! You are in the presence of the glorious Doctor Edgar Slopnik!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He puts away his binoculars and increases in altitude until he's level with the being. He silently observes, messing with the controls of his flying machine.
the creature's flying creates a rhythmic clacking sound
He rubs his chin. He presses a button, and a stained-glass targeting reticle pops up from the front of vehicle, as well as a massive claw from the bottom of it. "Let's see what you are now."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He puts away his binoculars and increases in altitude until he's level with the being. He silently observes, messing with the controls of his flying machine.
the creature's flying creates a rhythmic clacking sound
He rubs his chin. He presses a button, and a stained-glass targeting reticle pops up from the front of vehicle, as well as a massive claw from the bottom of it. "Let's see what you are now."
it eyes the claw warily
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
He rubs his chin. He presses a button, and a stained-glass targeting reticle pops up from the front of vehicle, as well as a massive claw from the bottom of it. "Let's see what you are now."
it eyes the claw warily
The claw lunges out on a hyper-flexible metal arm in an attempt to grab the creature, its fingers forming a wrought-iron cage.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A small flying machine, resembling a mix of a flying saucer and a biblically accurate angel, hovers above the Autumn Country. Inside is a lanky man with glasses and a black-and-gold coat, knees near his head as he scrunches up to fit into the machine.
He seems to be carrying an entire old-school diner, foundations and all, dangling it on cables beneath the bizarre vehicle. The man inside laughs maniacally as he drops it to the ground with a loud boom. The building is unharmed, and actually has sort of crushed the ground beneath it to make space for the foundations. "Exactly as I planned it!"
*Gooooood morning, Baal! Sorry I keep vanishing. How are you today?*
The man in the bizarre flying machine sees another flying vessel in the airspace around him- a large nautilus-shaped ship that seems equal parts machine and organism. It hovers above the ground roughly a few hundred feet away, unmoving from its place in the air like a seabird riding an air current. Something glowing with golden light sits on the deck of the ship, watching him work.
*I'm doing good! Very glad to see you again! I'm having some trouble with this new character already. I realized that I haven't fully fleshed out what he actually... does, you know?*
He looks over, then shields his eyes from the light. "Whoever you are, identify yourself! You are in the presence of the glorious Doctor Edgar Slopnik!"
*I'm glad to hear you're doing well- it's great to see you again too! I can totally relate to that struggle- character motivations is a tricky thing to get right. I hope you find something you like that fits him!*
The ship glides a bit closer, and as the glare of the light gets somewhat less severe, the doctor can see what looks like some horrific mixture of sunflower and angel looking back at him with nine flower heads burning with golden fire. "I am Helianth, a traveling connoisseur and visionary. What brings you and that building you just placed to this land?" The death angle seems more curious than anything else.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He rubs his chin. He presses a button, and a stained-glass targeting reticle pops up from the front of vehicle, as well as a massive claw from the bottom of it. "Let's see what you are now."
it eyes the claw warily
The claw lunges out on a hyper-flexible metal arm in an attempt to grab the creature, its fingers forming a wrought-iron cage.
it screams as it gets caught in the claw, thrashing around
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*I'm doing good! Very glad to see you again! I'm having some trouble with this new character already. I realized that I haven't fully fleshed out what he actually... does, you know?*
He looks over, then shields his eyes from the light. "Whoever you are, identify yourself! You are in the presence of the glorious Doctor Edgar Slopnik!"
*I'm glad to hear you're doing well- it's great to see you again too! I can totally relate to that struggle- character motivations is a tricky thing to get right. I hope you find something you like that fits him!*
The ship glides a bit closer, and as the glare of the light gets somewhat less severe, the doctor can see what looks like some horrific mixture of sunflower and angel looking back at him with nine flower heads burning with golden fire. "I am Helianth, a traveling connoisseur and visionary. What brings you and that building you just placed to this land?" The death angle seems more curious than anything else.
*I know it's a typo, but Death Angle sounds like an eldritch equation of unfathomable power*
He peers at the inhuman entity, trying to parse what it is. "Oh, a connoisseur and visionary, eh?" He laughs, but not in a derisive way. More like he's genuinely having fun...? "Wait 'till you see this!" He presses a button on his console, and sleek automatons with buzzsaws, metal claws, and nets for hands and baskets on their backs begin driving out of the diner on treads before lining up side to side.
"I have come to expand my empire to these lands, something many a genius has tried and failed to do! Those before me had one fatal flaw: they weren't me!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The claw lunges out on a hyper-flexible metal arm in an attempt to grab the creature, its fingers forming a wrought-iron cage.
it screams as it gets caught in the claw, thrashing around
The claw starts dragging it in. "I must get your measure, strange thing! What is your power source?"
it screams again, struggling against the bars
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
The claw starts dragging it in. "I must get your measure, strange thing! What is your power source?"
it screams again, struggling against the bars
*I don't actually know where to go from here. His plan now is to basically lock it in a tube where it will be scanned to find out as much data on it as possible, followed by either releasing it or keeping it for further study, depending on the results.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The claw starts dragging it in. "I must get your measure, strange thing! What is your power source?"
it screams again, struggling against the bars
*I don't actually know where to go from here. His plan now is to basically lock it in a tube where it will be scanned to find out as much data on it as possible, followed by either releasing it or keeping it for further study, depending on the results.*
*that clacking sound is Morse code, and it could escape*
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
The claw starts dragging it in. "I must get your measure, strange thing! What is your power source?"
it screams again, struggling against the bars
*I don't actually know where to go from here. His plan now is to basically lock it in a tube where it will be scanned to find out as much data on it as possible, followed by either releasing it or keeping it for further study, depending on the results.*
*that clacking sound is Morse code, and it could escape*
*I'm sure he would know Morse, and I think that would be best. The bars are just cast iron.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*September is fall, right? Or is it summer? I'm pretty sure it's fall. I wanted to check this out, as I wanna diversify myself and get into more taverns! I don't have a character yet, but I do have an idea growing in my mind.*
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Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
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A small flying machine, resembling a mix of a flying saucer and a biblically accurate angel, hovers above the Autumn Country. Inside is a lanky man with glasses and a black-and-gold coat, knees near his head as he scrunches up to fit into the machine.
He seems to be carrying an entire old-school diner, foundations and all, dangling it on cables beneath the bizarre vehicle. The man inside laughs maniacally as he drops it to the ground with a loud boom. The building is unharmed, and actually has sort of crushed the ground beneath it to make space for the foundations. "Exactly as I planned it!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
there is an extreamly complex skeleton circling above on wings made from human arms
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
He looks up. "Huh? What's..." He pulls out some binoculars and peers at the skeleton.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
he sees its head, made from several different skulls, some human, some.... not. it quickly looks at him
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*Gooooood morning, Baal! Sorry I keep vanishing. How are you today?*
The man in the bizarre flying machine sees another flying vessel in the airspace around him- a large nautilus-shaped ship that seems equal parts machine and organism. It hovers above the ground roughly a few hundred feet away, unmoving from its place in the air like a seabird riding an air current. Something glowing with golden light sits on the deck of the ship, watching him work.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He puts away his binoculars and increases in altitude until he's level with the being. He silently observes, messing with the controls of his flying machine.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
the creature's flying creates a rhythmic clacking sound
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*I'm doing good! Very glad to see you again! I'm having some trouble with this new character already. I realized that I haven't fully fleshed out what he actually... does, you know?*
He looks over, then shields his eyes from the light. "Whoever you are, identify yourself! You are in the presence of the glorious Doctor Edgar Slopnik!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He rubs his chin. He presses a button, and a stained-glass targeting reticle pops up from the front of vehicle, as well as a massive claw from the bottom of it. "Let's see what you are now."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
it eyes the claw warily
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
The claw lunges out on a hyper-flexible metal arm in an attempt to grab the creature, its fingers forming a wrought-iron cage.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I'm glad to hear you're doing well- it's great to see you again too! I can totally relate to that struggle- character motivations is a tricky thing to get right. I hope you find something you like that fits him!*
The ship glides a bit closer, and as the glare of the light gets somewhat less severe, the doctor can see what looks like some horrific mixture of sunflower and angel looking back at him with nine flower heads burning with golden fire. "I am Helianth, a traveling connoisseur and visionary. What brings you and that building you just placed to this land?" The death angle seems more curious than anything else.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
it screams as it gets caught in the claw, thrashing around
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*I know it's a typo, but Death Angle sounds like an eldritch equation of unfathomable power*
He peers at the inhuman entity, trying to parse what it is. "Oh, a connoisseur and visionary, eh?" He laughs, but not in a derisive way. More like he's genuinely having fun...? "Wait 'till you see this!" He presses a button on his console, and sleek automatons with buzzsaws, metal claws, and nets for hands and baskets on their backs begin driving out of the diner on treads before lining up side to side.
"I have come to expand my empire to these lands, something many a genius has tried and failed to do! Those before me had one fatal flaw: they weren't me!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The claw starts dragging it in. "I must get your measure, strange thing! What is your power source?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
it screams again, struggling against the bars
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*I don't actually know where to go from here. His plan now is to basically lock it in a tube where it will be scanned to find out as much data on it as possible, followed by either releasing it or keeping it for further study, depending on the results.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*that clacking sound is Morse code, and it could escape*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*I'm sure he would know Morse, and I think that would be best. The bars are just cast iron.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*September is fall, right? Or is it summer? I'm pretty sure it's fall. I wanted to check this out, as I wanna diversify myself and get into more taverns! I don't have a character yet, but I do have an idea growing in my mind.*
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.