The statue rises a bit higher, moss growing over it.
A being floats towards it, looking like a boy, but as you look closer, they seem to be melting into the surrounding air
The statue remains still, but a sound echoes from it "Your time is not now..."
A thought froms, in whatever the statue is, explain in depth
A loud hissing sigh can be heard, the statue echoing stronger than before "You are inching in on my domain... you need not... you have risen, and you are yet to fall... you will see my when your life shrinks small..."
Rhyming?
"What better way to share the truth?"
Not rhyming?
"If you can not tell me an answer, then how do you know that there is one?"
The statue rises a bit higher, moss growing over it.
A being floats towards it, looking like a boy, but as you look closer, they seem to be melting into the surrounding air
The statue remains still, but a sound echoes from it "Your time is not now..."
A thought froms, in whatever the statue is, explain in depth
A loud hissing sigh can be heard, the statue echoing stronger than before "You are inching in on my domain... you need not... you have risen, and you are yet to fall... you will see my when your life shrinks small..."
Rhyming?
"What better way to share the truth?"
Not rhyming?
"If you can not tell me an answer, then how do you know that there is one?"
You do not, that is the joy in life
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Hello! Call meTana orGato. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
The statue rises a bit higher, moss growing over it.
A being floats towards it, looking like a boy, but as you look closer, they seem to be melting into the surrounding air
The statue remains still, but a sound echoes from it "Your time is not now..."
A thought froms, in whatever the statue is, explain in depth
A loud hissing sigh can be heard, the statue echoing stronger than before "You are inching in on my domain... you need not... you have risen, and you are yet to fall... you will see my when your life shrinks small..."
Rhyming?
"What better way to share the truth?"
Not rhyming?
"If you can not tell me an answer, then how do you know that there is one?"
You do not, that is the joy in life
"It seems to me you have not understood what I've said... I solemn understand life..."
The statue rises a bit higher, moss growing over it.
A being floats towards it, looking like a boy, but as you look closer, they seem to be melting into the surrounding air
The statue remains still, but a sound echoes from it "Your time is not now..."
A thought froms, in whatever the statue is, explain in depth
A loud hissing sigh can be heard, the statue echoing stronger than before "You are inching in on my domain... you need not... you have risen, and you are yet to fall... you will see my when your life shrinks small..."
Rhyming?
"What better way to share the truth?"
Not rhyming?
"If you can not tell me an answer, then how do you know that there is one?"
You do not, that is the joy in life
"It seems to me you have not understood what I've said... I solemn understand life..."
Really?
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Hello! Call meTana orGato. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
The statue rises a bit higher, moss growing over it.
A being floats towards it, looking like a boy, but as you look closer, they seem to be melting into the surrounding air
The statue remains still, but a sound echoes from it "Your time is not now..."
A thought froms, in whatever the statue is, explain in depth
A loud hissing sigh can be heard, the statue echoing stronger than before "You are inching in on my domain... you need not... you have risen, and you are yet to fall... you will see my when your life shrinks small..."
Rhyming?
"What better way to share the truth?"
Not rhyming?
"If you can not tell me an answer, then how do you know that there is one?"
You do not, that is the joy in life
"It seems to me you have not understood what I've said... I solemn understand life..."
The statue rises a bit higher, moss growing over it.
A being floats towards it, looking like a boy, but as you look closer, they seem to be melting into the surrounding air
The statue remains still, but a sound echoes from it "Your time is not now..."
A thought froms, in whatever the statue is, explain in depth
A loud hissing sigh can be heard, the statue echoing stronger than before "You are inching in on my domain... you need not... you have risen, and you are yet to fall... you will see my when your life shrinks small..."
Rhyming?
"What better way to share the truth?"
Not rhyming?
"If you can not tell me an answer, then how do you know that there is one?"
You do not, that is the joy in life
"It seems to me you have not understood what I've said... I solemn understand life..."
Really?
"Tis not a state I am in..."
Yes, you are a statue
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Hello! Call meTana orGato. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
Bríz’s followers are creating a small village in a well hidden island with massive canopies that hide everything below. Bríz themself is nowhere to be found.
Malren and her people have started to work. They’re now building a large farm outside of a massive mountain filled with caves.
The statue rises a bit higher, moss growing over it.
A being floats towards it, looking like a boy, but as you look closer, they seem to be melting into the surrounding air
The statue remains still, but a sound echoes from it "Your time is not now..."
A thought froms, in whatever the statue is, explain in depth
A loud hissing sigh can be heard, the statue echoing stronger than before "You are inching in on my domain... you need not... you have risen, and you are yet to fall... you will see my when your life shrinks small..."
Rhyming?
"What better way to share the truth?"
Not rhyming?
"If you can not tell me an answer, then how do you know that there is one?"
You do not, that is the joy in life
"It seems to me you have not understood what I've said... I solemn understand life..."
Really?
"Tis not a state I am in..."
Yes, you are a statue
"I am not... this is merely a mouthpiece... not even an avatar..."
The statue rises a bit higher, moss growing over it.
A being floats towards it, looking like a boy, but as you look closer, they seem to be melting into the surrounding air
The statue remains still, but a sound echoes from it "Your time is not now..."
A thought froms, in whatever the statue is, explain in depth
A loud hissing sigh can be heard, the statue echoing stronger than before "You are inching in on my domain... you need not... you have risen, and you are yet to fall... you will see my when your life shrinks small..."
Rhyming?
"What better way to share the truth?"
Not rhyming?
"If you can not tell me an answer, then how do you know that there is one?"
You do not, that is the joy in life
"It seems to me you have not understood what I've said... I solemn understand life..."
Really?
"Tis not a state I am in..."
Yes, you are a statue
"I am not... this is merely a mouthpiece... not even an avatar..."
Then, who are you?
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Hello! Call meTana orGato. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
Bríz’s followers are creating a small village in a well hidden island with massive canopies that hide everything below. Bríz themself is nowhere to be found.
Malren and her people have started to work. They’re now building a large farm outside of a massive mountain filled with caves.
Gato's cats have moved into her forest, finding a place to live there
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Hello! Call meTana orGato. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
The statue rises a bit higher, moss growing over it.
A being floats towards it, looking like a boy, but as you look closer, they seem to be melting into the surrounding air
The statue remains still, but a sound echoes from it "Your time is not now..."
A thought froms, in whatever the statue is, explain in depth
A loud hissing sigh can be heard, the statue echoing stronger than before "You are inching in on my domain... you need not... you have risen, and you are yet to fall... you will see my when your life shrinks small..."
Rhyming?
"What better way to share the truth?"
Not rhyming?
"If you can not tell me an answer, then how do you know that there is one?"
You do not, that is the joy in life
"It seems to me you have not understood what I've said... I solemn understand life..."
Really?
"Tis not a state I am in..."
Yes, you are a statue
"I am not... this is merely a mouthpiece... not even an avatar..."
Malren is performing a ritual with her people inside of a rotting field. Chanting fills the air and two dark rotting creatures crawl from the dirt. Two monstrosities, fanged creatures that seem to be like wolves. The creatures howl into the night and race off into the darkness.
(19 CP to create medium monstrosities, sentient and medium but only 1 CP spent due to connected.)
Time is... linear. Every event has a place, every tale a setting. But, the experience of it is not. Years pass in months, minutes pass in hours. Moments within moments within lives within stories. all seen in life happens, not in a string, but not at once. Time is linear, yes, but so is yarn. Yarn is made and knitted. Crotcheted and cut. Burned and unraveled. Reality, our experience of it, is a quilt, formed from the yarn of time.
Danadas stands upon a patch of flowers. Or, are they flowers? The vibrant petals flutter like wings as they take off, surrounding the eight-limbed god. Two insect legs upon they stand, four insect arms they stretch, and two butterflied wings covered in blinking eyes that see old and new yarn. He lifts a thin and clawed finger as one of his followers, a flowering Butterfly, lends on it. They may look small upon there, but their mind is vast. Danadas looks about the world he finds himself, his eyes, covered by the untamed hair of nature, observing nigh all.
The statue rises a bit higher, moss growing over it.
A being floats towards it, looking like a boy, but as you look closer, they seem to be melting into the surrounding air
The statue remains still, but a sound echoes from it "Your time is not now..."
A thought froms, in whatever the statue is, explain in depth
A loud hissing sigh can be heard, the statue echoing stronger than before "You are inching in on my domain... you need not... you have risen, and you are yet to fall... you will see my when your life shrinks small..."
Rhyming?
"What better way to share the truth?"
Not rhyming?
"If you can not tell me an answer, then how do you know that there is one?"
You do not, that is the joy in life
"It seems to me you have not understood what I've said... I solemn understand life..."
Really?
"Tis not a state I am in..."
Yes, you are a statue
"I am not... this is merely a mouthpiece... not even an avatar..."
Then, who are you?
"The God of Death."
death?
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Hello! Call meTana orGato. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
Time is... linear. Every event has a place, every tale a setting. But, the experience of it is not. Years pass in months, minutes pass in hours. Moments within moments within lives within stories. all seen in life happens, not in a string, but not at once. Time is linear, yes, but so is yarn. Yarn is made and knitted. Crotcheted and cut. Burned and unraveled. Reality, our experience of it, is a quilt, formed from the yarn of time.
Danadas stands upon a patch of flowers. Or, are they flowers? The vibrant petals flutter like wings as they take off, surrounding the eight-limbed god. Two insect legs upon they stand, four insect arms they stretch, and two butterflied wings covered in blinking eyes that see old and new yarn. He lifts a thin and clawed finger as one of his followers, a flowering Butterfly, lends on it. They may look small upon there, but their mind is vast. Danadas looks about the world he finds himself, his eyes, covered by the untamed hair of nature, observing nigh all.
*Whoa*
A small cat walks towards them
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Hello! Call meTana orGato. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
"If you can not tell me an answer, then how do you know that there is one?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
You do not, that is the joy in life
Hello! Call me Tana or Gato.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
"It seems to me you have not understood what I've said... I solemn understand life..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Really?
Hello! Call me Tana or Gato.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
"Tis not a state I am in..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Yes, you are a statue
Hello! Call me Tana or Gato.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
Bríz’s followers are creating a small village in a well hidden island with massive canopies that hide everything below. Bríz themself is nowhere to be found.
Malren and her people have started to work. They’re now building a large farm outside of a massive mountain filled with caves.
Am Bananer
Been bananering since 2023
"I am not... this is merely a mouthpiece... not even an avatar..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Then, who are you?
Hello! Call me Tana or Gato.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
Gato's cats have moved into her forest, finding a place to live there
Hello! Call me Tana or Gato.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
"The God of Death."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Machun is watching the progress of Malren with a curiosity.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Malren is performing a ritual with her people inside of a rotting field. Chanting fills the air and two dark rotting creatures crawl from the dirt. Two monstrosities, fanged creatures that seem to be like wolves. The creatures howl into the night and race off into the darkness.
(19 CP to create medium monstrosities, sentient and medium but only 1 CP spent due to connected.)
Am Bananer
Been bananering since 2023
Machun sees Malren’s people performing a ritual, and two creatures crawl from the dust.
Am Bananer
Been bananering since 2023
Follower Roll: 13
Am Bananer
Been bananering since 2023
Malren now has 19 followers.
Am Bananer
Been bananering since 2023
2 4
Time is... linear. Every event has a place, every tale a setting. But, the experience of it is not. Years pass in months, minutes pass in hours. Moments within moments within lives within stories. all seen in life happens, not in a string, but not at once. Time is linear, yes, but so is yarn. Yarn is made and knitted. Crotcheted and cut. Burned and unraveled. Reality, our experience of it, is a quilt, formed from the yarn of time.
Danadas stands upon a patch of flowers. Or, are they flowers? The vibrant petals flutter like wings as they take off, surrounding the eight-limbed god. Two insect legs upon they stand, four insect arms they stretch, and two butterflied wings covered in blinking eyes that see old and new yarn. He lifts a thin and clawed finger as one of his followers, a flowering Butterfly, lends on it. They may look small upon there, but their mind is vast. Danadas looks about the world he finds himself, his eyes, covered by the untamed hair of nature, observing nigh all.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
death?
Hello! Call me Tana or Gato.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
*Whoa*
A small cat walks towards them
Hello! Call me Tana or Gato.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and anxiety. And, you would probably call me a trans something, I dunno. Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and (Secretly) Foalin.
Machun looks to them, and smiles a slight bit.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.