*Are you sure, did he say so, or are you just saying that because he hasn't been on for awhile.*
*No, he told me he's leaving DDB for good.*
*What?! That's concerning, I hope he is okay.*
*he's fine it's because he discovered that there are creeps and weirdos on the interne.t*
*True, but they are everywhere. I wonder what was the specific event that made him leave.*
*Tree*
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"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO. The best name for the mad gibber
*Are you sure, did he say so, or are you just saying that because he hasn't been on for awhile.*
*No, he told me he's leaving DDB for good.*
*What?! That's concerning, I hope he is okay.*
*he's fine it's because he discovered that there are creeps and weirdos on the interne.t*
*True, but they are everywhere. I wonder what was the specific event that made him leave.*
*I think it had something to do with Tree trying to get his real name and stuff via google doc.*
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Are you sure, did he say so, or are you just saying that because he hasn't been on for awhile.*
*No, he told me he's leaving DDB for good.*
*What?! That's concerning, I hope he is okay.*
*he's fine it's because he discovered that there are creeps and weirdos on the interne.t*
*True, but they are everywhere. I wonder what was the specific event that made him leave.*
*I think it had something to do with Tree trying to get his real name and stuff via google doc.*
*yeah*
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"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO. The best name for the mad gibber
The small creature slowly approaches the berries, hopping on the branch. It picks one up in its beak and throws its head back to swallow. It seems to like it and begins eating the rest much faster.
The taste is sweet, with a hint of a tart flavor as if it were some kind of cherry. “Poor creature.” Correlion muses. “Abandoned by thy creator. I know much of your plight.”
It is momentarily startled by their voice but seems to calm after realizing it originated from them. It scoots in closer to the fallen after finishing the berries. Its size does make it seem quite young.
They hold out a hand, as if asking for permission to pet it. “Do you know where your host is, child?”
They playfully nip at the hand, not actually biting it but getting decently close, before turning around and gesturing to the aforementioned crystal formation.
*Are you sure, did he say so, or are you just saying that because he hasn't been on for awhile.*
*No, he told me he's leaving DDB for good.*
*What?! That's concerning, I hope he is okay.*
*he's fine it's because he discovered that there are creeps and weirdos on the interne.t*
*True, but they are everywhere. I wonder what was the specific event that made him leave.*
*I think it had something to do with Tree trying to get his real name and stuff via google doc.*
*yeah*
*Oh... That's...*
*Yeah*
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"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO. The best name for the mad gibber
He is allowed many moments to think before a familiar voice cracks the silence. “M-Malrick?”
"Is that? No it cannot be!"
He turns his head to see an equally astonished cat looking back at them. They ask the same question. “M-Malrick?”
"Ghost!!!" Malrick rushes forwards, forgetting his Cat-etiquette. "Are you okay?"
The still thin undead feline does not say anything but pounces on him as Malrick approaches, clinging to his front in as close to a hug a quadruped can get.
Malrick returns the 'Embrace'. "I did not know where you went! I searched for you everywhere!"
“A-and I-I d-did t-too!” If cats cried to show emotion, tears would be streaming down Ghost’s face based on their tone. “B-but I-I w-was a-sucked i-into c-clouds.”
They playfully nip at the hand, not actually biting it but getting decently close, before turning around and gesturing to the aforementioned crystal formation.
Correlion gently rubs its head. "Enjoy your paradise. Such places are few and far between." The angel opens its wings and takes off, flying up to the crystal formation.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO. The best name for the mad gibber
*Are you sure, did he say so, or are you just saying that because he hasn't been on for awhile.*
*No, he told me he's leaving DDB for good.*
*What?! That's concerning, I hope he is okay.*
*he's fine it's because he discovered that there are creeps and weirdos on the interne.t*
*True, but they are everywhere. I wonder what was the specific event that made him leave.*
*I think it had something to do with Tree trying to get his real name and stuff via google doc.*
*yeah*
*Oh... That's...*
*Yeah*
*Hmmmmm*
*HMMMMMMMMMMM*
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"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO. The best name for the mad gibber
Malrick searches for Mushisama, he has only been seen twice since he came back to life but now walks openly.
Giratina is searching for Malrick.
Malrick looks up. "Greetings."
Giratina growls slightly. "Do you remember me, former mortal king?"
"Yes I do, I apologize for my actions against you, but I will repeat them if you threaten me again."
Giratina laughs at this, a purely evil, maniacal sound that echoes through the layer. "As if you had the strength. This time, I am not in a weakened form." It attacks, ripping into Malrick with two gigantic claws.
Attacks: 2529
Damage: 4035
Init: 4
*ok I edited the post, now is it working?*
*Yes*
Malrick vanishes, no sign of him anywhere. You find a letter, it reads
"Giratina, are you aware you have died more than any creature in the hellish place? Your rash action show why. This is you last chance, you will either swear to me that you will not harm me or any of my friends or you will die yet again. Are you aware that you have no power in this situation? Correlion is the greater enemy here. Lets put aside our differences for the great good or I will be forced to kill you." -Malrick, head of the Luminara Guild, Eternal leader of Elarian, and head of the Alliance of Peace.
*HOW does he vanish? As in, what trait?*
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
They are able to grab a centipede and swiftly stuff it in their mouth head first. It tastes… normal.
Grimm enjoys his morsel, then continues down the chasm.
Close your eyes and visualize. The world we know today, with all its trees and sand and clay and stone. With its vast deserts and endangered rainforests. The endless horizon hiding secrets unknown to all but those who travel. Now, imagine it without mankind. The forests no longer harmed. The world colder that it is now, unaffected by the heat of pollution. No towers or dams to obstruct your view nor the rivers. The world, the planet, in its supposedly unhurt state.
Now see it, but larger. Flora the size of titans. Creatures thought dead frolicking in their shade, from the feathered reptiles to the specimens lost thanks to mortal greed. Canyons that could hold entire civilizations and still have room. Deserts more expansive than the true material plane is. Oceans whose depths reach into hell itself. A world so unimaginably huge, and so unimaginably diverse, it may well be the birthplace of the gods themselves. But it is not, for this still is the The Endless Dark.
Now, one final request. Within your mind, fold this impossible world over itself and populate with floating crystals between. Gravity follows less rules than before, and the sky is its ground and the ground is the others sky. Trees hanging from their roots and animal’s whose backs face others. The crystals that divide the two parallel yet matching realms float with no support, except perhaps the light that reflects and refracts through them, mocking sunlight from the material in this woefully underground place.
The moment Grimm crosses the edge of the chasm unto what is to him this upside down side, the gravity of his world shifts and he is no longer flapping down, but up.
*MAGNIFICENT*
Grimm doesn't know what to take in first! So many amazing sights and smells and sounds overflow his senses until it's all he can do to land on a tree. He nibbles a fruit from it.
Hanging on its branches are sleeping bats three times the size of the flying creature, their wrapped wings depicting rows upon rows of false eyes. The fruit he finds appears to be three intertwined, one red, the other blue, and the last yellow. His bite reveals it is but one though, and it’s pure deliciousness.
Grimm takes the rest of the half-eaten fruit in his mouth and flies away, scared of the larger bats.
He looks for something else in this amazing realm.
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
Malrick searches for Mushisama, he has only been seen twice since he came back to life but now walks openly.
Giratina is searching for Malrick.
Malrick looks up. "Greetings."
Giratina growls slightly. "Do you remember me, former mortal king?"
"Yes I do, I apologize for my actions against you, but I will repeat them if you threaten me again."
Giratina laughs at this, a purely evil, maniacal sound that echoes through the layer. "As if you had the strength. This time, I am not in a weakened form." It attacks, ripping into Malrick with two gigantic claws.
Attacks: 2529
Damage: 4035
Init: 4
*ok I edited the post, now is it working?*
*Yes*
Malrick vanishes, no sign of him anywhere. You find a letter, it reads
"Giratina, are you aware you have died more than any creature in the hellish place? Your rash action show why. This is you last chance, you will either swear to me that you will not harm me or any of my friends or you will die yet again. Are you aware that you have no power in this situation? Correlion is the greater enemy here. Lets put aside our differences for the great good or I will be forced to kill you." -Malrick, head of the Luminara Guild, Eternal leader of Elarian, and head of the Alliance of Peace.
*HOW does he vanish? As in, what trait?*
*I assume it was a two truths clone or something. Correlion can technically still track Malrick if Giratina asked them.*
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
They playfully nip at the hand, not actually biting it but getting decently close, before turning around and gesturing to the aforementioned crystal formation.
Correlion gently rubs its head. "Enjoy your paradise. Such places are few and far between." The angel opens its wings and takes off, flying up to the crystal formation.
As they approach the mineral-made connector of the grounds, Correlion notices the vegetation around it seems more organized. Rows rather than random placement. Less trees and more bushes bearing fruit. The space between looks as if it were non-artificially formed pathways of stone, with… odd beings crossing them. Rather than those of flesh and bone, spectral spirits wander the paths, from insects cutting through the bushes to a few ‘humanoids’ dancing with each other as if it were a ball. None of the creatures pay Correlion any head as they glide above.
He is allowed many moments to think before a familiar voice cracks the silence. “M-Malrick?”
"Is that? No it cannot be!"
He turns his head to see an equally astonished cat looking back at them. They ask the same question. “M-Malrick?”
"Ghost!!!" Malrick rushes forwards, forgetting his Cat-etiquette. "Are you okay?"
The still thin undead feline does not say anything but pounces on him as Malrick approaches, clinging to his front in as close to a hug a quadruped can get.
Malrick returns the 'Embrace'. "I did not know where you went! I searched for you everywhere!"
“A-and I-I d-did t-too!” If cats cried to show emotion, tears would be streaming down Ghost’s face based on their tone. “B-but I-I w-was a-sucked i-into c-clouds.”
"What!?" Malrick chuckles. "It's nice to see you again, I'll take you home soon."
They are able to grab a centipede and swiftly stuff it in their mouth head first. It tastes… normal.
Grimm enjoys his morsel, then continues down the chasm.
Close your eyes and visualize. The world we know today, with all its trees and sand and clay and stone. With its vast deserts and endangered rainforests. The endless horizon hiding secrets unknown to all but those who travel. Now, imagine it without mankind. The forests no longer harmed. The world colder that it is now, unaffected by the heat of pollution. No towers or dams to obstruct your view nor the rivers. The world, the planet, in its supposedly unhurt state.
Now see it, but larger. Flora the size of titans. Creatures thought dead frolicking in their shade, from the feathered reptiles to the specimens lost thanks to mortal greed. Canyons that could hold entire civilizations and still have room. Deserts more expansive than the true material plane is. Oceans whose depths reach into hell itself. A world so unimaginably huge, and so unimaginably diverse, it may well be the birthplace of the gods themselves. But it is not, for this still is the The Endless Dark.
Now, one final request. Within your mind, fold this impossible world over itself and populate with floating crystals between. Gravity follows less rules than before, and the sky is its ground and the ground is the others sky. Trees hanging from their roots and animal’s whose backs face others. The crystals that divide the two parallel yet matching realms float with no support, except perhaps the light that reflects and refracts through them, mocking sunlight from the material in this woefully underground place.
The moment Grimm crosses the edge of the chasm unto what is to him this upside down side, the gravity of his world shifts and he is no longer flapping down, but up.
*MAGNIFICENT*
Grimm doesn't know what to take in first! So many amazing sights and smells and sounds overflow his senses until it's all he can do to land on a tree. He nibbles a fruit from it.
Hanging on its branches are sleeping bats three times the size of the flying creature, their wrapped wings depicting rows upon rows of false eyes. The fruit he finds appears to be three intertwined, one red, the other blue, and the last yellow. His bite reveals it is but one though, and it’s pure deliciousness.
Grimm takes the rest of the half-eaten fruit in his mouth and flies away, scared of the larger bats.
He looks for something else in this amazing realm.
He notices above him, past the crystalline barrier of gravity, a flock of gazelle the size of trucks grazing in a meadow.
*Tree*
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne
See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread
part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine
Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO.
The best name for the mad gibber
*I think it had something to do with Tree trying to get his real name and stuff via google doc.*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*yeah*
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne
See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread
part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine
Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO.
The best name for the mad gibber
*Oh... That's...*
They playfully nip at the hand, not actually biting it but getting decently close, before turning around and gesturing to the aforementioned crystal formation.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Yeah*
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne
See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread
part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine
Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO.
The best name for the mad gibber
“A-and I-I d-did t-too!” If cats cried to show emotion, tears would be streaming down Ghost’s face based on their tone. “B-but I-I w-was a-sucked i-into c-clouds.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Correlion gently rubs its head. "Enjoy your paradise. Such places are few and far between." The angel opens its wings and takes off, flying up to the crystal formation.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*anybody wanna RP with Hettie?*
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne
See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread
part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine
Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO.
The best name for the mad gibber
*Hmmmmm*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*HMMMMMMMMMMM*
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne
See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread
part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine
Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO.
The best name for the mad gibber
*HOW does he vanish? As in, what trait?*
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
He looks for something else in this amazing realm.
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
*I assume it was a two truths clone or something. Correlion can technically still track Malrick if Giratina asked them.*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Also, Giratina's only truly died twice.*
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
As they approach the mineral-made connector of the grounds, Correlion notices the vegetation around it seems more organized. Rows rather than random placement. Less trees and more bushes bearing fruit. The space between looks as if it were non-artificially formed pathways of stone, with… odd beings crossing them. Rather than those of flesh and bone, spectral spirits wander the paths, from insects cutting through the bushes to a few ‘humanoids’ dancing with each other as if it were a ball. None of the creatures pay Correlion any head as they glide above.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*As long as your grasp of these rules is stronger than your grasp of the 5e ones.*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"What!?" Malrick chuckles. "It's nice to see you again, I'll take you home soon."
*Sure*
He notices above him, past the crystalline barrier of gravity, a flock of gazelle the size of trucks grazing in a meadow.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!