"Hmmmmmm... The Early Reaper sounds better to me."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to think, but in my opinion, creepy skeleton thing sounds better to me."
"Let us agree to disagree. Now, perhaps we should make a bit more land. It's quite annoying when there is no life..."
"Perhaps we should... I do need to create a laboratory for myself, as well as some sort of device to communicate my findings..."
"I have always admired the stereotype that the land of death is underground, but it would be more interesting... If I crammed all the souls of the dead into a demiplane of mine that I carry within my eyehole. Interesting."
"Oooh! That indeed would be neat! The dead could gaze out upon the living..."
The Early Reaper cackles. "Only able to feel their own suffering."
"Interesting.... I like your twisted mind! It dreams up possibilities I've not seen before..."
"I am... quite generic, I've been told. Trying to change that."
"IT's good! Generic thoughts are the kryptonite of academic success! ... Kryptonite... that's a neat term! I should define that... Hm."
"I believe that is from the world of Superman. I used to read those comics. They were my only form of entertainment in my prison."
"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
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"Hmmmmmm... The Early Reaper sounds better to me."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to think, but in my opinion, creepy skeleton thing sounds better to me."
"Let us agree to disagree. Now, perhaps we should make a bit more land. It's quite annoying when there is no life..."
"Perhaps we should... I do need to create a laboratory for myself, as well as some sort of device to communicate my findings..."
"I have always admired the stereotype that the land of death is underground, but it would be more interesting... If I crammed all the souls of the dead into a demiplane of mine that I carry within my eyehole. Interesting."
"Oooh! That indeed would be neat! The dead could gaze out upon the living..."
The Early Reaper cackles. "Only able to feel their own suffering."
"Interesting.... I like your twisted mind! It dreams up possibilities I've not seen before..."
"I am... quite generic, I've been told. Trying to change that."
"IT's good! Generic thoughts are the kryptonite of academic success! ... Kryptonite... that's a neat term! I should define that... Hm."
"I believe that is from the world of Superman. I used to read those comics. They were my only form of entertainment in my prison."
"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
"Cosmic jail. Multiversal war criminal."
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
"Hmmmmmm... The Early Reaper sounds better to me."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to think, but in my opinion, creepy skeleton thing sounds better to me."
"Let us agree to disagree. Now, perhaps we should make a bit more land. It's quite annoying when there is no life..."
"Perhaps we should... I do need to create a laboratory for myself, as well as some sort of device to communicate my findings..."
"I have always admired the stereotype that the land of death is underground, but it would be more interesting... If I crammed all the souls of the dead into a demiplane of mine that I carry within my eyehole. Interesting."
"Oooh! That indeed would be neat! The dead could gaze out upon the living..."
The Early Reaper cackles. "Only able to feel their own suffering."
"Interesting.... I like your twisted mind! It dreams up possibilities I've not seen before..."
"I am... quite generic, I've been told. Trying to change that."
"IT's good! Generic thoughts are the kryptonite of academic success! ... Kryptonite... that's a neat term! I should define that... Hm."
"I believe that is from the world of Superman. I used to read those comics. They were my only form of entertainment in my prison."
"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
"Cosmic jail. Multiversal war criminal."
"Oh! I used to know one of those during my school days. How interesting!"
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"Hmmmmmm... The Early Reaper sounds better to me."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to think, but in my opinion, creepy skeleton thing sounds better to me."
"Let us agree to disagree. Now, perhaps we should make a bit more land. It's quite annoying when there is no life..."
"Perhaps we should... I do need to create a laboratory for myself, as well as some sort of device to communicate my findings..."
"I have always admired the stereotype that the land of death is underground, but it would be more interesting... If I crammed all the souls of the dead into a demiplane of mine that I carry within my eyehole. Interesting."
"Oooh! That indeed would be neat! The dead could gaze out upon the living..."
The Early Reaper cackles. "Only able to feel their own suffering."
"Interesting.... I like your twisted mind! It dreams up possibilities I've not seen before..."
"I am... quite generic, I've been told. Trying to change that."
"IT's good! Generic thoughts are the kryptonite of academic success! ... Kryptonite... that's a neat term! I should define that... Hm."
"I believe that is from the world of Superman. I used to read those comics. They were my only form of entertainment in my prison."
"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
"Cosmic jail. Multiversal war criminal."
"Oh! I used to know one of those during my school days. How interesting!"
"You really need to tell me what school you went to..."
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
"Hmmmmmm... The Early Reaper sounds better to me."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to think, but in my opinion, creepy skeleton thing sounds better to me."
"Let us agree to disagree. Now, perhaps we should make a bit more land. It's quite annoying when there is no life..."
"Perhaps we should... I do need to create a laboratory for myself, as well as some sort of device to communicate my findings..."
"I have always admired the stereotype that the land of death is underground, but it would be more interesting... If I crammed all the souls of the dead into a demiplane of mine that I carry within my eyehole. Interesting."
"Oooh! That indeed would be neat! The dead could gaze out upon the living..."
The Early Reaper cackles. "Only able to feel their own suffering."
"Interesting.... I like your twisted mind! It dreams up possibilities I've not seen before..."
"I am... quite generic, I've been told. Trying to change that."
"IT's good! Generic thoughts are the kryptonite of academic success! ... Kryptonite... that's a neat term! I should define that... Hm."
"I believe that is from the world of Superman. I used to read those comics. They were my only form of entertainment in my prison."
"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
"Cosmic jail. Multiversal war criminal."
"Oh! I used to know one of those during my school days. How interesting!"
"You really need to tell me what school you went to..."
"Ah, that's not important."
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"Hmmmmmm... The Early Reaper sounds better to me."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to think, but in my opinion, creepy skeleton thing sounds better to me."
"Let us agree to disagree. Now, perhaps we should make a bit more land. It's quite annoying when there is no life..."
"Perhaps we should... I do need to create a laboratory for myself, as well as some sort of device to communicate my findings..."
"I have always admired the stereotype that the land of death is underground, but it would be more interesting... If I crammed all the souls of the dead into a demiplane of mine that I carry within my eyehole. Interesting."
"Oooh! That indeed would be neat! The dead could gaze out upon the living..."
The Early Reaper cackles. "Only able to feel their own suffering."
"Interesting.... I like your twisted mind! It dreams up possibilities I've not seen before..."
"I am... quite generic, I've been told. Trying to change that."
"IT's good! Generic thoughts are the kryptonite of academic success! ... Kryptonite... that's a neat term! I should define that... Hm."
"I believe that is from the world of Superman. I used to read those comics. They were my only form of entertainment in my prison."
"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
"Cosmic jail. Multiversal war criminal."
"Oh! I used to know one of those during my school days. How interesting!"
"You really need to tell me what school you went to..."
"Ah, that's not important."
"I guess."
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
"Hmmmmmm... The Early Reaper sounds better to me."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to think, but in my opinion, creepy skeleton thing sounds better to me."
"Let us agree to disagree. Now, perhaps we should make a bit more land. It's quite annoying when there is no life..."
"Perhaps we should... I do need to create a laboratory for myself, as well as some sort of device to communicate my findings..."
"I have always admired the stereotype that the land of death is underground, but it would be more interesting... If I crammed all the souls of the dead into a demiplane of mine that I carry within my eyehole. Interesting."
"Oooh! That indeed would be neat! The dead could gaze out upon the living..."
The Early Reaper cackles. "Only able to feel their own suffering."
"Interesting.... I like your twisted mind! It dreams up possibilities I've not seen before..."
"I am... quite generic, I've been told. Trying to change that."
"IT's good! Generic thoughts are the kryptonite of academic success! ... Kryptonite... that's a neat term! I should define that... Hm."
"I believe that is from the world of Superman. I used to read those comics. They were my only form of entertainment in my prison."
"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
"Cosmic jail. Multiversal war criminal."
"Oh! I used to know one of those during my school days. How interesting!"
"You really need to tell me what school you went to..."
"Ah, that's not important."
"I guess."
"Yes you do!"
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
"Hmmmmmm... The Early Reaper sounds better to me."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to think, but in my opinion, creepy skeleton thing sounds better to me."
"Let us agree to disagree. Now, perhaps we should make a bit more land. It's quite annoying when there is no life..."
"Perhaps we should... I do need to create a laboratory for myself, as well as some sort of device to communicate my findings..."
"I have always admired the stereotype that the land of death is underground, but it would be more interesting... If I crammed all the souls of the dead into a demiplane of mine that I carry within my eyehole. Interesting."
"Oooh! That indeed would be neat! The dead could gaze out upon the living..."
The Early Reaper cackles. "Only able to feel their own suffering."
"Interesting.... I like your twisted mind! It dreams up possibilities I've not seen before..."
"I am... quite generic, I've been told. Trying to change that."
"IT's good! Generic thoughts are the kryptonite of academic success! ... Kryptonite... that's a neat term! I should define that... Hm."
"I believe that is from the world of Superman. I used to read those comics. They were my only form of entertainment in my prison."
"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
"Cosmic jail. Multiversal war criminal."
"Oh! I used to know one of those during my school days. How interesting!"
"You really need to tell me what school you went to..."
"Ah, that's not important."
"I guess."
"Yes you do!"
"Excuse me?"
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
"Hmmmmmm... The Early Reaper sounds better to me."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to think, but in my opinion, creepy skeleton thing sounds better to me."
"Let us agree to disagree. Now, perhaps we should make a bit more land. It's quite annoying when there is no life..."
"Perhaps we should... I do need to create a laboratory for myself, as well as some sort of device to communicate my findings..."
"I have always admired the stereotype that the land of death is underground, but it would be more interesting... If I crammed all the souls of the dead into a demiplane of mine that I carry within my eyehole. Interesting."
"Oooh! That indeed would be neat! The dead could gaze out upon the living..."
The Early Reaper cackles. "Only able to feel their own suffering."
"Interesting.... I like your twisted mind! It dreams up possibilities I've not seen before..."
"I am... quite generic, I've been told. Trying to change that."
"IT's good! Generic thoughts are the kryptonite of academic success! ... Kryptonite... that's a neat term! I should define that... Hm."
"I believe that is from the world of Superman. I used to read those comics. They were my only form of entertainment in my prison."
"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
"Cosmic jail. Multiversal war criminal."
"Oh! I used to know one of those during my school days. How interesting!"
"You really need to tell me what school you went to..."
"Ah, that's not important."
"I guess."
"Yes you do!"
"Excuse me?"
"I was agreeing that you were guessing. You know little to nothing about me. And still, in my opinion, a bit too much. I do have quite a big mouth, but there's no solving that... I've gotten very unprofessional in this conversation in fact... Hm."
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"Hmmmmmm... The Early Reaper sounds better to me."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to think, but in my opinion, creepy skeleton thing sounds better to me."
"Let us agree to disagree. Now, perhaps we should make a bit more land. It's quite annoying when there is no life..."
"Perhaps we should... I do need to create a laboratory for myself, as well as some sort of device to communicate my findings..."
"I have always admired the stereotype that the land of death is underground, but it would be more interesting... If I crammed all the souls of the dead into a demiplane of mine that I carry within my eyehole. Interesting."
"Oooh! That indeed would be neat! The dead could gaze out upon the living..."
The Early Reaper cackles. "Only able to feel their own suffering."
"Interesting.... I like your twisted mind! It dreams up possibilities I've not seen before..."
"I am... quite generic, I've been told. Trying to change that."
"IT's good! Generic thoughts are the kryptonite of academic success! ... Kryptonite... that's a neat term! I should define that... Hm."
"I believe that is from the world of Superman. I used to read those comics. They were my only form of entertainment in my prison."
"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
"Cosmic jail. Multiversal war criminal."
"Oh! I used to know one of those during my school days. How interesting!"
"You really need to tell me what school you went to..."
"Ah, that's not important."
"I guess."
"Yes you do!"
"Excuse me?"
"I was agreeing that you were guessing. You know little to nothing about me. And still, in my opinion, a bit too much. I do have quite a big mouth, but there's no solving that... I've gotten very unprofessional in this conversation in fact... Hm."
“Maintain your composure, and I’ll maintain my patience.”
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
"Hmmmmmm... The Early Reaper sounds better to me."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to think, but in my opinion, creepy skeleton thing sounds better to me."
"Let us agree to disagree. Now, perhaps we should make a bit more land. It's quite annoying when there is no life..."
"Perhaps we should... I do need to create a laboratory for myself, as well as some sort of device to communicate my findings..."
"I have always admired the stereotype that the land of death is underground, but it would be more interesting... If I crammed all the souls of the dead into a demiplane of mine that I carry within my eyehole. Interesting."
"Oooh! That indeed would be neat! The dead could gaze out upon the living..."
The Early Reaper cackles. "Only able to feel their own suffering."
"Interesting.... I like your twisted mind! It dreams up possibilities I've not seen before..."
"I am... quite generic, I've been told. Trying to change that."
"IT's good! Generic thoughts are the kryptonite of academic success! ... Kryptonite... that's a neat term! I should define that... Hm."
"I believe that is from the world of Superman. I used to read those comics. They were my only form of entertainment in my prison."
"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
"Cosmic jail. Multiversal war criminal."
"Oh! I used to know one of those during my school days. How interesting!"
"You really need to tell me what school you went to..."
"Ah, that's not important."
"I guess."
"Yes you do!"
"Excuse me?"
"I was agreeing that you were guessing. You know little to nothing about me. And still, in my opinion, a bit too much. I do have quite a big mouth, but there's no solving that... I've gotten very unprofessional in this conversation in fact... Hm."
“Maintain your composure, and I’ll maintain my patience.”
"I shall, Early Reaper."
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*hi can't stay gotta go but can I real quick claim the domain of chaos and like randomness and stuff I have a char ready but can't intro because I GTG but like I don't want this to be taken cuz otherwise this char wont work and I really wanna do this so yea*
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
"Hmmmmmm... The Early Reaper sounds better to me."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to think, but in my opinion, creepy skeleton thing sounds better to me."
"Let us agree to disagree. Now, perhaps we should make a bit more land. It's quite annoying when there is no life..."
"Perhaps we should... I do need to create a laboratory for myself, as well as some sort of device to communicate my findings..."
"I have always admired the stereotype that the land of death is underground, but it would be more interesting... If I crammed all the souls of the dead into a demiplane of mine that I carry within my eyehole. Interesting."
"Oooh! That indeed would be neat! The dead could gaze out upon the living..."
The Early Reaper cackles. "Only able to feel their own suffering."
"Interesting.... I like your twisted mind! It dreams up possibilities I've not seen before..."
"I am... quite generic, I've been told. Trying to change that."
"IT's good! Generic thoughts are the kryptonite of academic success! ... Kryptonite... that's a neat term! I should define that... Hm."
"I believe that is from the world of Superman. I used to read those comics. They were my only form of entertainment in my prison."
"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
"Cosmic jail. Multiversal war criminal."
"Oh! I used to know one of those during my school days. How interesting!"
"You really need to tell me what school you went to..."
"Ah, that's not important."
"I guess."
"Yes you do!"
"Excuse me?"
"I was agreeing that you were guessing. You know little to nothing about me. And still, in my opinion, a bit too much. I do have quite a big mouth, but there's no solving that... I've gotten very unprofessional in this conversation in fact... Hm."
“Maintain your composure, and I’ll maintain my patience.”
"I shall, Early Reaper."
“Good.”
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
*hi can't stay gotta go but can I real quick claim the domain of chaos and like randomness and stuff I have a char ready but can't intro because I GTG but like I don't want this to be taken cuz otherwise this char wont work and I really wanna do this so yea*
*Feel free to take it!*
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
"Hmmmmmm... The Early Reaper sounds better to me."
"Well, I'm not going to tell you what to think, but in my opinion, creepy skeleton thing sounds better to me."
"Let us agree to disagree. Now, perhaps we should make a bit more land. It's quite annoying when there is no life..."
"Perhaps we should... I do need to create a laboratory for myself, as well as some sort of device to communicate my findings..."
"I have always admired the stereotype that the land of death is underground, but it would be more interesting... If I crammed all the souls of the dead into a demiplane of mine that I carry within my eyehole. Interesting."
"Oooh! That indeed would be neat! The dead could gaze out upon the living..."
The Early Reaper cackles. "Only able to feel their own suffering."
"Interesting.... I like your twisted mind! It dreams up possibilities I've not seen before..."
"I am... quite generic, I've been told. Trying to change that."
"IT's good! Generic thoughts are the kryptonite of academic success! ... Kryptonite... that's a neat term! I should define that... Hm."
"I believe that is from the world of Superman. I used to read those comics. They were my only form of entertainment in my prison."
"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
"Cosmic jail. Multiversal war criminal."
"Oh! I used to know one of those during my school days. How interesting!"
"You really need to tell me what school you went to..."
"Ah, that's not important."
"I guess."
"Yes you do!"
"Excuse me?"
"I was agreeing that you were guessing. You know little to nothing about me. And still, in my opinion, a bit too much. I do have quite a big mouth, but there's no solving that... I've gotten very unprofessional in this conversation in fact... Hm."
“Maintain your composure, and I’ll maintain my patience.”
"I shall, Early Reaper."
“Good.”
"Well. I must be off."
The Plague Bearer tips an imaginary hat, before disolving into the wind.
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*hi can't stay gotta go but can I real quick claim the domain of chaos and like randomness and stuff I have a char ready but can't intro because I GTG but like I don't want this to be taken cuz otherwise this char wont work and I really wanna do this so yea*
*Feel free to take it!*
*also completely unrelated, but would fourth wall breaking be an acceptable domain?*
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*hi can't stay gotta go but can I real quick claim the domain of chaos and like randomness and stuff I have a char ready but can't intro because I GTG but like I don't want this to be taken cuz otherwise this char wont work and I really wanna do this so yea*
*Feel free to take it!*
*also completely unrelated, but would fourth wall breaking be an acceptable domain?*
*fourth wall breaking?*
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
*reading through the thread, but before I do that, has anyone made humans yet? I’m planning to have Madria do so if not, being the goddess of motherhood and life.*
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*reading through the thread, but before I do that, has anyone made humans yet? I’m planning to have Madria do so if not, being the goddess of motherhood and life.*
*no humans. Although it may be fun to make a different race than humans. I have a wind god and a death god, maybe someday a music god (Duan). There is a deadly plague though… which is a little weird without humans.*
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Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Madria walks the barren earth, tasting the lifeless, flavorless air. Silence with the exception of Aeolian tones, and barely that. No infant’s crying to fill the air, no laughter. she needs to fix that. Existence, with all its joys, pains, and in-betweens, is infinitely better than non-existence, is it not? To laugh. To cry… to live, and to die. That was what the Mother thought.
all she needed was a little bit of help, and she could watch her children blossom.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
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"It is? Interesting... I must learn more of this! I don't remember where I learned of that term... must be from my school days... Prison, you say? Where?"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
"Cosmic jail. Multiversal war criminal."
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"Oh! I used to know one of those during my school days. How interesting!"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
"You really need to tell me what school you went to..."
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"Ah, that's not important."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
"I guess."
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"Yes you do!"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
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You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
"Excuse me?"
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Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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"I was agreeing that you were guessing. You know little to nothing about me. And still, in my opinion, a bit too much. I do have quite a big mouth, but there's no solving that... I've gotten very unprofessional in this conversation in fact... Hm."
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My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
“Maintain your composure, and I’ll maintain my patience.”
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"I shall, Early Reaper."
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My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
*hi can't stay gotta go but can I real quick claim the domain of chaos and like randomness and stuff I have a char ready but can't intro because I GTG but like I don't want this to be taken cuz otherwise this char wont work and I really wanna do this so yea*
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“Good.”
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*Feel free to take it!*
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"Well. I must be off."
The Plague Bearer tips an imaginary hat, before disolving into the wind.
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*also completely unrelated, but would fourth wall breaking be an acceptable domain?*
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My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
*fourth wall breaking?*
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*reading through the thread, but before I do that, has anyone made humans yet? I’m planning to have Madria do so if not, being the goddess of motherhood and life.*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*no humans. Although it may be fun to make a different race than humans. I have a wind god and a death god, maybe someday a music god (Duan). There is a deadly plague though… which is a little weird without humans.*
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Madria walks the barren earth, tasting the lifeless, flavorless air. Silence with the exception of Aeolian tones, and barely that. No infant’s crying to fill the air, no laughter. she needs to fix that. Existence, with all its joys, pains, and in-betweens, is infinitely better than non-existence, is it not? To laugh. To cry… to live, and to die. That was what the Mother thought.
all she needed was a little bit of help, and she could watch her children blossom.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”