*Do you ever wonder about the moon? That giant ball of stone that hurtles through space so fast it looks still. A silent world within sight yet alien. And we can see it. Right there in the sky. It's right there man, I don't know. Crazy.*
*Do you ever wonder about the moon? That giant ball of stone that hurtles through space so fast it looks still. A silent world within sight yet alien. And we can see it. Right there in the sky. It's right there man, I don't know. Crazy.*
*Anyways, anyone want to role-play for a bit?*
*it’s funny how it’s called the moon, while every other moon is named. the nameless space rock that orbits us.*
*and yes i can for a bit if you’d like*
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”hmm… option two!” He says, pouring himself a cup of tea in a cup he had produced from seemingly nowhere. “Is something troubling you?”
They curl their wings around themself, putting a barrier between the two. “Simply my rather sudden expulsion, lack of memories, and array of ailments that plague me. But I will address those with time. I seem to have much of it left.”
“Ugh!” They exclaim, dropping their teacup, which shatters against the ground. “Why waste time on something so boring? So… depressing?… we are all doomed anyways, stranger!” He giggles.
*Do you ever wonder about the moon? That giant ball of stone that hurtles through space so fast it looks still. A silent world within sight yet alien. And we can see it. Right there in the sky. It's right there man, I don't know. Crazy.*
*Anyways, anyone want to role-play for a bit?*
*it’s funny how it’s called the moon, while every other moon is named. the nameless space rock that orbits us.*
*and yes i can for a bit if you’d like*
*Yeah. Our moon is the moon. When we realized there were others we had to come up with names for them. It's also crazy that we consider it to be a small space rocket, a miniature planet, when in reality it's a massive hulk of rock.*
*Awesome.*
A pale serpent is startlingly red eyes is slithering through the rubble of Profanus.
Kal is sitting outside of Profanus, rubbing ointment on his legs.
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
”hmm… option two!” He says, pouring himself a cup of tea in a cup he had produced from seemingly nowhere. “Is something troubling you?”
They curl their wings around themself, putting a barrier between the two. “Simply my rather sudden expulsion, lack of memories, and array of ailments that plague me. But I will address those with time. I seem to have much of it left.”
“Ugh!” They exclaim, dropping their teacup, which shatters against the ground. “Why waste time on something so boring? So… depressing?… we are all doomed anyways, stranger!” He giggles.
“Thy defeatist state of psyche is foreign to me. It is not boring, nor is it depressing- it is simply how it is.” The angel says, holding their teacup to their mouth again. “I am merely contemplating my next move.”
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*Yeah. Our moon is the moon. When we realized there were others we had to come up with names for them. It's also crazy that we consider it to be a small space rocket, a miniature planet, when in reality it's a massive hulk of rock.*
*Awesome.*
A pale serpent is startlingly red eyes is slithering through the rubble of Profanus.
*everything in space makes us look insignificant i think. its all on a scale unimaginable to us.*
It spots a sort of almost angellic creature, malformed and stretched tall with four arms and rose petal wings that shed when it moves. Their face is covered by a white veil, long hair running down their back and tied with a golden thread. The angel’s armor is silvered, contrasting against ebony skin and pale hair, tipped with the same crimson color that stains their hands.
They appear to be nearly motionless, preparing tea in a kettle with their lower arms.
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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
”hmm… option two!” He says, pouring himself a cup of tea in a cup he had produced from seemingly nowhere. “Is something troubling you?”
They curl their wings around themself, putting a barrier between the two. “Simply my rather sudden expulsion, lack of memories, and array of ailments that plague me. But I will address those with time. I seem to have much of it left.”
“Ugh!” They exclaim, dropping their teacup, which shatters against the ground. “Why waste time on something so boring? So… depressing?… we are all doomed anyways, stranger!” He giggles.
“Thy defeatist state of psyche is foreign to me. It is not boring, nor is it depressing- it is simply how it is.” The angel says, holding their teacup to their mouth again. “I am merely contemplating my next move.”
The Conferencier frowns. “I just know there are much better ways to spend your time. You’re already in Hell, why not live a little? Pretend things aren’t so bad? Just for a little while?”
Kal is sitting outside of Profanus, rubbing ointment on his legs.
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
The Conferencier frowns. “I just know there are much better ways to spend your time. You’re already in Hell, why not live a little? Pretend things aren’t so bad? Just for a little while?”
It finally turns its head towards him, jewelry jingling softly. “Pretend? I see no point. A setback is to overcome, not ignored. Indulgence is best left to fools and hedonistic parasites. If thou has a more productive way to spend time, I am quite happy to hear it.”
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*everything in space makes us look insignificant i think. its all on a scale unimaginable to us.*
It spots a sort of almost angellic creature, malformed and stretched tall with four arms and rose petal wings that shed when it moves. Their face is covered by a white veil, long hair running down their back and tied with a golden thread. The angel’s armor is silvered, contrasting against ebony skin and pale hair, tipped with the same crimson color that stains their hands.
They appear to be nearly motionless, preparing tea in a kettle with their lower arms.
*The universe is a pretty sick place.*
The serpent slithers towards you. It has a diamond shaped head at the front of a very long and thin body that slides cooly through the dust and dirt. A forked tongue tastes the air. "What cause does an angel have to be in this hellscape? Are you not the ones that keep us in this deep darkness?"
The Conferencier frowns. “I just know there are much better ways to spend your time. You’re already in Hell, why not live a little? Pretend things aren’t so bad? Just for a little while?”
It finally turns its head towards him, jewelry jingling softly. “Pretend? I see no point. A setback is to overcome, not ignored. Indulgence is best left to fools and hedonistic parasites. If thou has a more productive way to spend time, I am quite happy to hear it.”
“Most people are fools. They just don’t know it.” He responds simply, grinning as he picks up the shattered pieces of the teacup in his hands.
*everything in space makes us look insignificant i think. its all on a scale unimaginable to us.*
It spots a sort of almost angellic creature, malformed and stretched tall with four arms and rose petal wings that shed when it moves. Their face is covered by a white veil, long hair running down their back and tied with a golden thread. The angel’s armor is silvered, contrasting against ebony skin and pale hair, tipped with the same crimson color that stains their hands.
They appear to be nearly motionless, preparing tea in a kettle with their lower arms.
*The universe is a pretty sick place.*
The serpent slithers towards you. It has a diamond shaped head at the front of a very long and thin body that slides cooly through the dust and dirt. A forked tongue tastes the air. "What cause does an angel have to be in this hellscape? Are you not the ones that keep us in this deep darkness?"
Its wings rustle, hand reaching out to trace symbols in the ash absently. “I am no angel. Perhaps I was, once, though my strength and my past life has been stripped away from me. I do not wish to be here, reptile - I am a prisoner, just as much as the wretched souls that plague this place.”
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“Most people are fools. They just don’t know it.” He responds simply, grinning as he picks up the shattered pieces of the teacup in his hands.
“I am above such status. I was not made to be foolish, nor tricked by the simple means meant to fool man.” The angel’s wings quiver for a moment. “Wasteful. Enjoy the tea, do not play with thy food as if thou were an incessant toddler.”
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*everything in space makes us look insignificant i think. its all on a scale unimaginable to us.*
It spots a sort of almost angellic creature, malformed and stretched tall with four arms and rose petal wings that shed when it moves. Their face is covered by a white veil, long hair running down their back and tied with a golden thread. The angel’s armor is silvered, contrasting against ebony skin and pale hair, tipped with the same crimson color that stains their hands.
They appear to be nearly motionless, preparing tea in a kettle with their lower arms.
*The universe is a pretty sick place.*
The serpent slithers towards you. It has a diamond shaped head at the front of a very long and thin body that slides cooly through the dust and dirt. A forked tongue tastes the air. "What cause does an angel have to be in this hellscape? Are you not the ones that keep us in this deep darkness?"
Its wings rustle, hand reaching out to trace symbols in the ash absently. “I am no angel. Perhaps I was, once, though my strength and my past life has been stripped away from me. I do not wish to be here, reptile - I am a prisoner, just as much as the wretched souls that plague this place.”
"Then we are more alike than I thought. For I am not one of the Unholy Beings that was made to be imprisoned in this world. No, I was once among the race that summoned the Dark Ones from this endless blackness. Man. I have no desire to be here or in this serpents form but it is the just reward for my crimes." The snake raises its head up to about the height of a man as it speaks with you in a sad, hissing voice.
the knight of Slime is training with their curious spiked sword
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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
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the knight of Slime is training with their curious spiked sword
Nearby, there is an ancient, dilapidated ruin of a tower that crouches like a diseased vulture. Black bats skitter through the air like torn fragments of nightmares flapping in the wind. They stream into the ruins windows, doors, and cracks as if called by some inaudible voice.
the knight of Slime is training with their curious spiked sword
Nearby, there is an ancient, dilapidated ruin of a tower that crouches like a diseased vulture. Black bats skitter through the air like torn fragments of nightmares flapping in the wind. They stream into the ruins windows, doors, and cracks as if called by some inaudible voice.
the knight looks at it, ruined armor clanking
"...interesting"
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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
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the knight of Slime is training with their curious spiked sword
*Oh hey there captain sorry I didn't get to bring you to the base yesterday I was pretty busy.*
*you're good. you wanna do that now?*
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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!!!!!!
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*Do you ever wonder about the moon? That giant ball of stone that hurtles through space so fast it looks still. A silent world within sight yet alien. And we can see it. Right there in the sky. It's right there man, I don't know. Crazy.*
*Anyways, anyone want to role-play for a bit?*
*it’s funny how it’s called the moon, while every other moon is named. the nameless space rock that orbits us.*
*and yes i can for a bit if you’d like*
— 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
“Ugh!” They exclaim, dropping their teacup, which shatters against the ground. “Why waste time on something so boring? So… depressing?… we are all doomed anyways, stranger!” He giggles.
*Yeah. Our moon is the moon. When we realized there were others we had to come up with names for them. It's also crazy that we consider it to be a small space rocket, a miniature planet, when in reality it's a massive hulk of rock.*
*Awesome.*
A pale serpent is startlingly red eyes is slithering through the rubble of Profanus.
Kal is sitting outside of Profanus, rubbing ointment on his legs.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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“Thy defeatist state of psyche is foreign to me. It is not boring, nor is it depressing- it is simply how it is.” The angel says, holding their teacup to their mouth again. “I am merely contemplating my next move.”
— 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
*everything in space makes us look insignificant i think. its all on a scale unimaginable to us.*
It spots a sort of almost angellic creature, malformed and stretched tall with four arms and rose petal wings that shed when it moves. Their face is covered by a white veil, long hair running down their back and tied with a golden thread. The angel’s armor is silvered, contrasting against ebony skin and pale hair, tipped with the same crimson color that stains their hands.
They appear to be nearly motionless, preparing tea in a kettle with their lower arms.
— 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
The Conferencier frowns. “I just know there are much better ways to spend your time. You’re already in Hell, why not live a little? Pretend things aren’t so bad? Just for a little while?”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
It finally turns its head towards him, jewelry jingling softly. “Pretend? I see no point. A setback is to overcome, not ignored. Indulgence is best left to fools and hedonistic parasites. If thou has a more productive way to spend time, I am quite happy to hear it.”
— 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
*The universe is a pretty sick place.*
The serpent slithers towards you. It has a diamond shaped head at the front of a very long and thin body that slides cooly through the dust and dirt. A forked tongue tastes the air. "What cause does an angel have to be in this hellscape? Are you not the ones that keep us in this deep darkness?"
“Most people are fools. They just don’t know it.” He responds simply, grinning as he picks up the shattered pieces of the teacup in his hands.
Its wings rustle, hand reaching out to trace symbols in the ash absently. “I am no angel. Perhaps I was, once, though my strength and my past life has been stripped away from me. I do not wish to be here, reptile - I am a prisoner, just as much as the wretched souls that plague this place.”
— 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
“I am above such status. I was not made to be foolish, nor tricked by the simple means meant to fool man.” The angel’s wings quiver for a moment. “Wasteful. Enjoy the tea, do not play with thy food as if thou were an incessant toddler.”
— 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
"Then we are more alike than I thought. For I am not one of the Unholy Beings that was made to be imprisoned in this world. No, I was once among the race that summoned the Dark Ones from this endless blackness. Man. I have no desire to be here or in this serpents form but it is the just reward for my crimes." The snake raises its head up to about the height of a man as it speaks with you in a sad, hissing voice.
the knight of Slime is training with their curious spiked sword
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!!!!!!
Nearby, there is an ancient, dilapidated ruin of a tower that crouches like a diseased vulture. Black bats skitter through the air like torn fragments of nightmares flapping in the wind. They stream into the ruins windows, doors, and cracks as if called by some inaudible voice.
the knight looks at it, ruined armor clanking
"...interesting"
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!!!!!!
*Oh hey there captain sorry I didn't get to bring you to the base yesterday I was pretty busy.*
*you're good. you wanna do that now?*
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!!!!!!