Watch the fire. What the flames twirl. Look. Sparks. Look. They fly. This one flies high. Dancing in the wind. Oh. It’s gone. Killed by the same wind. Look. This one rises too. It has reached its peak. It descends. It lands upon the ground and dies. Look. A third escapes. It does not climb. It falls and rests. Three of many paths. All end swallowed in darkness. A blaze of glory. Look. The fire blazes on. but it will soon find the same fate. All will die. That is reality. Be a spark. Break free from the flames. Fly as high as you wish. Rest as long you like. Break free. You may start another fire.
Finally, a place where people (might) appreciate 54 hours of racing thoughts in bed that coalesced into functional lore!
*ahem*
The Lacus (pronounced La[st]-kiss) is a plane akin to Carceri, a prison plane.
Deeper than even the endless layers of the Abyss, the Lacus is the place where everything will end up, locked within its layers (or Cells) for eternity.
The Lacus appears as a very deep sea environment, with fish and crabs and kelp and whales and crabs and shrimp and sharks and crabs and crabs.
yeah there’s lots of crabs, but they are the main Jailers for the Lacus.
The Shrimp act as the warriors and defenders of the Lacus, should it come under attack.
The ruler of the Lacus, a being only known as the Void Nucleus, resides in the deepest layer of the Lacus.
The Void Nucleus’s purpose is to preside over the Simulation, a deep layer of the Lacus that provides different environments and circumstances for “subjects” for the purpose of “experimentation”
The Simulation is used for the Void Nucleus to acquire greater knowledge on celestial bodies for easier detainment…oh I forgot to mention, yeah the Lacus steals planets.
The Lacus sends Crab Jailers to planets it has deemed prime for detainment to invade the surface, remove all/most resistance, and then the Jailers simultaneously implode themselves and their surroundings into the Lacus, which takes the planet/moon/asteroid/etc with them.
*deep breath*
ok I think that’s enough about the Lacus. How do you like?
Oh I also created this random dairy religion. Here you go. (also I’m not being racist or sexist in this religion, it’s just for fun please don’t shoot me).
Random Dairy Religion:
The Creation of the Universe:
At first there was nothing, then nothing became Nothing (pronounced no-thigh-en-gee). Nothing decided o create Something, who immediately incinerated Nothing by creating the Law of Conservation of Mass.
With Nothing gone, Something took the form of a cow, the reason will never be known.
This Cow (who is now named “Audhumbumbula”) gave birth to a calf named Alubmubmuhdua. Audhumbumbula began producing milk, Nothing’s spirit decided to create the Second Law of Thermodynamics and incinerate Alubmubmuhdua before he could drink Audhumbumbula’s milk.
With Audhumbumbula’s udder being full of milk, it began to curdle.
At first, it was small curds, unable to be seen with the naked eye or even a good $400 microscope. These curds floated around inside the milk peacefully.
Until the Great Coagulation.
Everything, everywhere, all at once, the tiny curds began to inspissate into larger masses, Audhumbumbula felt this disturbance in her udder and began shifting, causing friction within the larger curds to burst into flames.
The smaller of the curds spun around the big fiery curds due to Audhumbumbula’s shifting and shaped themselves into perfect-ish spheres.
The universe was in motion, it just takes a good delivery guy to populate it.
The First Gods:
The curds spun and burned for eons before the first collision occurred.
In a flash of blinding light, two star-curds annihilated each other and the subsequent force was enough to spark the first manifestation of divinity.
From the nebulous end of the two star-curds, emerged a figure who would have appeared most intimidating if he wasn’t wearing a tucked-in polo with matching white sailors hat.
This was Melke, and he had one mission.
Deliver the Lifemilk to every planet.
But before Melke could get onto his bicycle and deposit the milk onto the nearest planet-curd, he was stopped by another divine being.
Krydret, the Spicy One, demanded that Melke to pour out the Lifemilk, ore else he would cause a terrible curse on all forms of life that Melke could create.
Melke responded, “Whatever, dude.”
The Population of the Planet-curd:
Melke visited the first planet-curd, the third one out from the star-curd Los, and dumped a bottle of Lifemilk into the soil.
All sorts of interesting creatures sprang out from the ground. First came simple bacteriums and amoebas.
Next came the jellyfish, sponges, worms and such that flew into the liquid lakes of milk on the planet-curd’s surface.
Fish flew into the lakes, while reptiles and insects sprouted from the surface of the ground.
The hairy creatures came last, with the last bipedal thing being unfinished. There wasn’t enough milk!
“Blast it, just one more bottle.” Melke poured the milk into the mouth of the unfinished creature, and it sputtered everywhere.
“ACK, ITS GOT COVID!” Melke yelled, as he stumbled backwards into his milk cart and poured the rest of the milk into the soil.
“Oh no.”
Over 8.6 million different species of creatures were released into the wild. They stuttered and flew and slithered and walked and swung and scampered and galloped and jumped and ran and traversed into the wilderness.
All except one. The unfinished, two legged thing.
This little curiosity had no hair except for the very top of its head, and its tail was a flat, non-existent vertebra that people didn’t even figure out existed until 290 BC.
“Huh, I will call this…”
“Man.”
Melke looked shocked, the thing, the “Man” just spoke to it.
Melke said carefully, “Did you just…”
The Man opened its mouth, “Yeah. I’m smart now, dude.”
Melke was shocked, apparently dumping a whole bottle of Lifemilk into the Man gave it intelligence.
Well, that happened.
The Curse of Krydret:
Man decided that they needed to eat food, so they began consuming everything.
Trees, birds, celery. All of it was devoured by Man.
Krydret saw this and was like, “Nah, time for those nerds to get cursed.”
A beautiful red pepper plant sprouted in front of Man, and they took a bite out of it.
“Mmmm yummy tastes like…OH GODS IT TASTES LIKE THE FLAMES OF FIRE AAAAARGHHH!!!!!!”
Man drank milk from a nearby cow and said, “Whoa dude this stuff helps with the pepper fire.”
From there on out, only insane people enjoyed the fires of the pepper plant.
The Division of the Genders:
Man was bored.
I mean, sure, a bunch of dudes eating trees, sounds like a good time.
But something was missing.
Melke saw how sad the Mans were and decided to make a new type of Man.
Melke hit CTRL+C on Man, then deleted a few things like intelligence and sense of fun, then hit CTRL+V.
Man looked at this new thing and said, “Whoa, Man. Look at that thing.”
The other Mans said, “A WhoaMan? Sounds good to me.”
The WhoaMan said, “Actually we prefer to be called females.”
Man said, “Still has ‘Male’ in it.”
WhoaMan said, “Well…then, how about just person?”
Man replied, “got ‘Son’ in it.”
WhoaMan said, “Frick, I guess you’re right.”
The Aether-Milk Jiggles:
Man and WhoaMan lived peacefully together for a while.
Until the Aether-Milk began to jiggle.
The substance that held the universe in place began to vibrate ever so slightly.
These vibrations caused a giant curd to slam into the Planet-curd, which made all the big lizards die.
With no more big lizards eating the humans (“got ‘man’ in it”), the humans could expand their empire and become the most powerful species in the universe.
Humans began fighting themselves because they didn’t believe in the milk gods, or because they did.
After a bunch of humans died, one stopped up and said, “Yo dudes, hear me out.”
His audience looked up at him.
“What if we like, decided that our religion is like, the actual one?”
A timid voice rose from the audience, “How will we do that?”
“Stone, Parchment, Scalpel”
The audience grumbulated excitedly as the SuperPriest of the Religionites stepped up to the podium to face this Prophet.
“Best two out of three?”
“That’s gay.”
The audience said stuff like, “Burn!” and, “Rekt!”
“Fine then, Stone!”
“Parchment!”
“Scalpel!”
“FIRE!”
SuperPriest had his hand in a fist…
And ProphetGuy had his hand…
…
…in a…
…flat shape.
Cheering erupted from the crowd as they picked up SuperPriest and threw him out of the window.
ProphetGuy erected temples of Melke and Audhumbumbula in the cities, and people began worshipping the gods more.
The Golden Age of Lactism:
ProphetGuy took the name of Lactonius, and became the MegaPriest of the Lactites.
The former SuperPriest of Religionism was still kinda angry about being defenestrated.
SuperPriest snuck into Lactonius’s room in the dark of the night, pulled out a knife, and raised his arm before hearing a powerful voice.
“…ummm..hey, could you…like…not do that?”
SuperPriest was so startled by the sheer power in the voice’s inflection that he fell out of the window.
SuperPriest’s 15 minutes finally came, and he promptly despawned before he could craft a boat mid-air.
Finally, a place where people (might) appreciate 54 hours of racing thoughts in bed that coalesced into functional lore!
*ahem*
The Lacus (pronounced La[st]-kiss) is a plane akin to Carceri, a prison plane.
Deeper than even the endless layers of the Abyss, the Lacus is the place where everything will end up, locked within its layers (or Cells) for eternity.
The Lacus appears as a very deep sea environment, with fish and crabs and kelp and whales and crabs and shrimp and sharks and crabs and crabs.
yeah there’s lots of crabs, but they are the main Jailers for the Lacus.
The Shrimp act as the warriors and defenders of the Lacus, should it come under attack.
The ruler of the Lacus, a being only known as the Void Nucleus, resides in the deepest layer of the Lacus.
The Void Nucleus’s purpose is to preside over the Simulation, a deep layer of the Lacus that provides different environments and circumstances for “subjects” for the purpose of “experimentation”
The Simulation is used for the Void Nucleus to acquire greater knowledge on celestial bodies for easier detainment…oh I forgot to mention, yeah the Lacus steals planets.
The Lacus sends Crab Jailers to planets it has deemed prime for detainment to invade the surface, remove all/most resistance, and then the Jailers simultaneously implode themselves and their surroundings into the Lacus, which takes the planet/moon/asteroid/etc with them.
*deep breath*
ok I think that’s enough about the Lacus. How do you like?
hell yeah!
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Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh 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]
Okay soooooooo do you guys want me to post some of my story here?
It is about child. Child stabs people. Child gets stabbed. Child jumps from buildings about a hundred feet tall.
YESYESYESYESYES!!!
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Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh 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]
The kingdom of Lagona was known for many things. Beautiful lakes, massive plains, agricultural genius. Their roads, however, were not something to be proud of. Dirty and usually simple paths, the roads seemed to wind everywhere and they never seemed to take you in the right direction.
Two travelers were experiencing this as they rode through the countryside. Their horses-one brown, one creamy white, were tired from carrying their riders and saddlebags all day, and they were thirsty. Despite Lagona having many lakes, they hadn’t seen one in a few hours. They had been traveling at a fast pace, covering a few miles per hour, but they were nowhere close to their destination.
The horses came to a halt in front of a grassy green field with a few spindly trees bearing small red berries, and the two people dismounted. The horses wandered over to the grass and began to eat. Both the people were fairly young-a dark skinned muscular adult with wavy black hair tied into a braid, and a teenage boy with curly ginger hair. The adult rubbed their hand against their forehead, and brushed some hair away from their ears, which were quite strange. In the place of where regular ears should be, there was nothing, but at the top of their head was a pair of bear ears, the left one carrying an ugly scar. Their amber eyes flashed around, on guard, and they frowned.
“You okay?” The other asked, tilting his head sideways. He had bright sea blue eyes, and his ears were that of a cat. His tail flicked around nervously, it was long and covered in sleek ginger and brown fur. His voice was light, concerned.
The two of them wore the clothes of peasants. A tunic and trousers on the adult, a brown vest and simple dirty white shirt on the boy.
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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
The kingdom of Lagona was known for many things. Beautiful lakes, massive plains, agricultural genius. Their roads, however, were not something to be proud of. Dirty and usually simple paths, the roads seemed to wind everywhere and they never seemed to take you in the right direction.
Two travelers were experiencing this as they rode through the countryside. Their horses-one brown, one creamy white, were tired from carrying their riders and saddlebags all day, and they were thirsty. Despite Lagona having many lakes, they hadn’t seen one in a few hours. They had been traveling at a fast pace, covering a few miles per hour, but they were nowhere close to their destination.
The horses came to a halt in front of a grassy green field with a few spindly trees bearing small red berries, and the two people dismounted. The horses wandered over to the grass and began to eat. Both the people were fairly young-a dark skinned muscular adult with wavy black hair tied into a braid, and a teenage boy with curly ginger hair. The adult rubbed their hand against their forehead, and brushed some hair away from their ears, which were quite strange. In the place of where regular ears should be, there was nothing, but at the top of their head was a pair of bear ears, the left one carrying an ugly scar. Their amber eyes flashed around, on guard, and they frowned.
“You okay?” The other asked, tilting his head sideways. He had bright sea blue eyes, and his ears were that of a cat. His tail flicked around nervously, it was long and covered in sleek ginger and brown fur. His voice was light, concerned.
The two of them wore the clothes of peasants. A tunic and trousers on the adult, a brown vest and simple dirty white shirt on the boy.
The kingdom of Lagona was known for many things. Beautiful lakes, massive plains, agricultural genius. Their roads, however, were not something to be proud of. Dirty and usually simple paths, the roads seemed to wind everywhere and they never seemed to take you in the right direction.
Two travelers were experiencing this as they rode through the countryside. Their horses-one brown, one creamy white, were tired from carrying their riders and saddlebags all day, and they were thirsty. Despite Lagona having many lakes, they hadn’t seen one in a few hours. They had been traveling at a fast pace, covering a few miles per hour, but they were nowhere close to their destination.
The horses came to a halt in front of a grassy green field with a few spindly trees bearing small red berries, and the two people dismounted. The horses wandered over to the grass and began to eat. Both the people were fairly young-a dark skinned muscular adult with wavy black hair tied into a braid, and a teenage boy with curly ginger hair. The adult rubbed their hand against their forehead, and brushed some hair away from their ears, which were quite strange. In the place of where regular ears should be, there was nothing, but at the top of their head was a pair of bear ears, the left one carrying an ugly scar. Their amber eyes flashed around, on guard, and they frowned.
“You okay?” The other asked, tilting his head sideways. He had bright sea blue eyes, and his ears were that of a cat. His tail flicked around nervously, it was long and covered in sleek ginger and brown fur. His voice was light, concerned.
The two of them wore the clothes of peasants. A tunic and trousers on the adult, a brown vest and simple dirty white shirt on the boy.
ooooooooooo animal hybridish peoples....
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Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh 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]
The kingdom of Lagona was known for many things. Beautiful lakes, massive plains, agricultural genius. Their roads, however, were not something to be proud of. Dirty and usually simple paths, the roads seemed to wind everywhere and they never seemed to take you in the right direction.
Two travelers were experiencing this as they rode through the countryside. Their horses-one brown, one creamy white, were tired from carrying their riders and saddlebags all day, and they were thirsty. Despite Lagona having many lakes, they hadn’t seen one in a few hours. They had been traveling at a fast pace, covering a few miles per hour, but they were nowhere close to their destination.
The horses came to a halt in front of a grassy green field with a few spindly trees bearing small red berries, and the two people dismounted. The horses wandered over to the grass and began to eat. Both the people were fairly young-a dark skinned muscular adult with wavy black hair tied into a braid, and a teenage boy with curly ginger hair. The adult rubbed their hand against their forehead, and brushed some hair away from their ears, which were quite strange. In the place of where regular ears should be, there was nothing, but at the top of their head was a pair of bear ears, the left one carrying an ugly scar. Their amber eyes flashed around, on guard, and they frowned.
“You okay?” The other asked, tilting his head sideways. He had bright sea blue eyes, and his ears were that of a cat. His tail flicked around nervously, it was long and covered in sleek ginger and brown fur. His voice was light, concerned.
The two of them wore the clothes of peasants. A tunic and trousers on the adult, a brown vest and simple dirty white shirt on the boy.
ooooooooooo animal hybridish peoples....
Yee!
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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
The kingdom of Lagona was known for many things. Beautiful lakes, massive plains, agricultural genius. Their roads, however, were not something to be proud of. Dirty and usually simple paths, the roads seemed to wind everywhere and they never seemed to take you in the right direction.
Two travelers were experiencing this as they rode through the countryside. Their horses-one brown, one creamy white, were tired from carrying their riders and saddlebags all day, and they were thirsty. Despite Lagona having many lakes, they hadn’t seen one in a few hours. They had been traveling at a fast pace, covering a few miles per hour, but they were nowhere close to their destination.
The horses came to a halt in front of a grassy green field with a few spindly trees bearing small red berries, and the two people dismounted. The horses wandered over to the grass and began to eat. Both the people were fairly young-a dark skinned muscular adult with wavy black hair tied into a braid, and a teenage boy with curly ginger hair. The adult rubbed their hand against their forehead, and brushed some hair away from their ears, which were quite strange. In the place of where regular ears should be, there was nothing, but at the top of their head was a pair of bear ears, the left one carrying an ugly scar. Their amber eyes flashed around, on guard, and they frowned.
“You okay?” The other asked, tilting his head sideways. He had bright sea blue eyes, and his ears were that of a cat. His tail flicked around nervously, it was long and covered in sleek ginger and brown fur. His voice was light, concerned.
The two of them wore the clothes of peasants. A tunic and trousers on the adult, a brown vest and simple dirty white shirt on the boy.
ooooooooooo animal hybridish peoples....
Yee!
what happens next???!?!?!?!
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Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh 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]
The kingdom of Lagona was known for many things. Beautiful lakes, massive plains, agricultural genius. Their roads, however, were not something to be proud of. Dirty and usually simple paths, the roads seemed to wind everywhere and they never seemed to take you in the right direction.
Two travelers were experiencing this as they rode through the countryside. Their horses-one brown, one creamy white, were tired from carrying their riders and saddlebags all day, and they were thirsty. Despite Lagona having many lakes, they hadn’t seen one in a few hours. They had been traveling at a fast pace, covering a few miles per hour, but they were nowhere close to their destination.
The horses came to a halt in front of a grassy green field with a few spindly trees bearing small red berries, and the two people dismounted. The horses wandered over to the grass and began to eat. Both the people were fairly young-a dark skinned muscular adult with wavy black hair tied into a braid, and a teenage boy with curly ginger hair. The adult rubbed their hand against their forehead, and brushed some hair away from their ears, which were quite strange. In the place of where regular ears should be, there was nothing, but at the top of their head was a pair of bear ears, the left one carrying an ugly scar. Their amber eyes flashed around, on guard, and they frowned.
“You okay?” The other asked, tilting his head sideways. He had bright sea blue eyes, and his ears were that of a cat. His tail flicked around nervously, it was long and covered in sleek ginger and brown fur. His voice was light, concerned.
The two of them wore the clothes of peasants. A tunic and trousers on the adult, a brown vest and simple dirty white shirt on the boy.
ooooooooooo animal hybridish peoples....
Yee!
what happens next???!?!?!?!
Uhmmmmmmm stuff :3 I don't really wanna drop my whole story here, maybe I can PM it to you?
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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
The kingdom of Lagona was known for many things. Beautiful lakes, massive plains, agricultural genius. Their roads, however, were not something to be proud of. Dirty and usually simple paths, the roads seemed to wind everywhere and they never seemed to take you in the right direction.
Two travelers were experiencing this as they rode through the countryside. Their horses-one brown, one creamy white, were tired from carrying their riders and saddlebags all day, and they were thirsty. Despite Lagona having many lakes, they hadn’t seen one in a few hours. They had been traveling at a fast pace, covering a few miles per hour, but they were nowhere close to their destination.
The horses came to a halt in front of a grassy green field with a few spindly trees bearing small red berries, and the two people dismounted. The horses wandered over to the grass and began to eat. Both the people were fairly young-a dark skinned muscular adult with wavy black hair tied into a braid, and a teenage boy with curly ginger hair. The adult rubbed their hand against their forehead, and brushed some hair away from their ears, which were quite strange. In the place of where regular ears should be, there was nothing, but at the top of their head was a pair of bear ears, the left one carrying an ugly scar. Their amber eyes flashed around, on guard, and they frowned.
“You okay?” The other asked, tilting his head sideways. He had bright sea blue eyes, and his ears were that of a cat. His tail flicked around nervously, it was long and covered in sleek ginger and brown fur. His voice was light, concerned.
The two of them wore the clothes of peasants. A tunic and trousers on the adult, a brown vest and simple dirty white shirt on the boy.
ooooooooooo animal hybridish peoples....
Yee!
what happens next???!?!?!?!
Uhmmmmmmm stuff :3 I don't really wanna drop my whole story here, maybe I can PM it to you?
YESYESYES that would be awesome!
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Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh 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]
The kingdom of Lagona was known for many things. Beautiful lakes, massive plains, agricultural genius. Their roads, however, were not something to be proud of. Dirty and usually simple paths, the roads seemed to wind everywhere and they never seemed to take you in the right direction.
Two travelers were experiencing this as they rode through the countryside. Their horses-one brown, one creamy white, were tired from carrying their riders and saddlebags all day, and they were thirsty. Despite Lagona having many lakes, they hadn’t seen one in a few hours. They had been traveling at a fast pace, covering a few miles per hour, but they were nowhere close to their destination.
The horses came to a halt in front of a grassy green field with a few spindly trees bearing small red berries, and the two people dismounted. The horses wandered over to the grass and began to eat. Both the people were fairly young-a dark skinned muscular adult with wavy black hair tied into a braid, and a teenage boy with curly ginger hair. The adult rubbed their hand against their forehead, and brushed some hair away from their ears, which were quite strange. In the place of where regular ears should be, there was nothing, but at the top of their head was a pair of bear ears, the left one carrying an ugly scar. Their amber eyes flashed around, on guard, and they frowned.
“You okay?” The other asked, tilting his head sideways. He had bright sea blue eyes, and his ears were that of a cat. His tail flicked around nervously, it was long and covered in sleek ginger and brown fur. His voice was light, concerned.
The two of them wore the clothes of peasants. A tunic and trousers on the adult, a brown vest and simple dirty white shirt on the boy.
ooooooooooo animal hybridish peoples....
Yee!
what happens next???!?!?!?!
Uhmmmmmmm stuff :3 I don't really wanna drop my whole story here, maybe I can PM it to you?
"My family's history is one of manufactured suffering. I was a child when Mulvainne made its 'grand advancement' from the fish industry, leaving us with trawlers no one wanted to man, canning factories that were quickly abandoned, and lots of scurvy. People died. Nothing much to say there. Ironic, isn't it, that after harvesting the seas for over a century, we'd find ourselves starving? That's about when I began my... experiments. I was hungry, and there were some oysters left on the banks. No one had eaten them because of the pollution rolling downstream from the Mulching Factory- that's where my parents were sent when they died, gums and flesh soft as a peach. My grandmother was still alive, though she couldn't really work anymore, but she had quite the personal library. So... I had the cookbooks, but what to do? I gathered a variety of shellfish and crustaceans and began to work. Nearly lost a finger to a crab. We had no greens and a single jar a preserves. I made it work. Sort of. Our old methods of cooking weren't working. I had to pioneer some new methods, which, of course, were not actually new. They were all stolen from Otrembert cookbooks, which were specialized in making trash fish and filth into something worthy of eating, even if most of my early dishes were barely more palatable than mud. Our neighbor, who still had money and went trawling from time to time out of habit, hired me to prepare the fish. Eventually, some other kids joined in, and I was left behind by their talent. Now we get a tourist from time to time, and they bring money with them. No one cares what I did. I may have been the first drop in the bucket, but that's still just a drop. I have never made employee of the month. I have never been able to get another job. I train in my free time in an attempt to get there. I do unpaid overtime. I never ask for a raise, because I know I haven't actually earned one. It's not going to get better."
Thanatos is a land of death and strife. Thanatos is a massive skeleton floating through space, the skeleton of the old god Thanatos. The world is also called Thanatos :3 uhhhhhhhhh there are like… Httyd dragons on Thanatos and there are three moons, no sun, the moons are brighter than normal moons so they allow the plants to grow. Thanatos has a sister called Krass but I haven’t developed Krass yet. Thanatos is kinda a beacon for dead people from other worlds, but there are also native born inhabitants.
Thanatos is a land of death and strife. Thanatos is a massive skeleton floating through space, the skeleton of the old god Thanatos. The world is also called Thanatos :3 uhhhhhhhhh there are like… Httyd dragons on Thanatos and there are three moons, no sun, the moons are brighter than normal moons so they allow the plants to grow. Thanatos has a sister called Krass but I haven’t developed Krass yet. Thanatos is kinda a beacon for dead people from other worlds, but there are also native born inhabitants.
Cool!
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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.
Watch the fire. What the flames twirl. Look. Sparks. Look. They fly. This one flies high. Dancing in the wind. Oh. It’s gone. Killed by the same wind. Look. This one rises too. It has reached its peak. It descends. It lands upon the ground and dies. Look. A third escapes. It does not climb. It falls and rests. Three of many paths. All end swallowed in darkness. A blaze of glory. Look. The fire blazes on. but it will soon find the same fate. All will die. That is reality. Be a spark. Break free from the flames. Fly as high as you wish. Rest as long you like. Break free. You may start another fire.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Finally, a place where people (might) appreciate 54 hours of racing thoughts in bed that coalesced into functional lore!
*ahem*
The Lacus (pronounced La[st]-kiss) is a plane akin to Carceri, a prison plane.
Deeper than even the endless layers of the Abyss, the Lacus is the place where everything will end up, locked within its layers (or Cells) for eternity.
The Lacus appears as a very deep sea environment, with fish and crabs and kelp and whales and crabs and shrimp and sharks and crabs and crabs.
yeah there’s lots of crabs, but they are the main Jailers for the Lacus.
The Shrimp act as the warriors and defenders of the Lacus, should it come under attack.
The ruler of the Lacus, a being only known as the Void Nucleus, resides in the deepest layer of the Lacus.
The Void Nucleus’s purpose is to preside over the Simulation, a deep layer of the Lacus that provides different environments and circumstances for “subjects” for the purpose of “experimentation”
The Simulation is used for the Void Nucleus to acquire greater knowledge on celestial bodies for easier detainment…oh I forgot to mention, yeah the Lacus steals planets.
The Lacus sends Crab Jailers to planets it has deemed prime for detainment to invade the surface, remove all/most resistance, and then the Jailers simultaneously implode themselves and their surroundings into the Lacus, which takes the planet/moon/asteroid/etc with them.
*deep breath*
ok I think that’s enough about the Lacus. How do you like?
…and his brother loved worms.
Oh I also created this random dairy religion. Here you go. (also I’m not being racist or sexist in this religion, it’s just for fun please don’t shoot me).
Random Dairy Religion:
The Creation of the Universe:
At first there was nothing, then nothing became Nothing (pronounced no-thigh-en-gee). Nothing decided o create Something, who immediately incinerated Nothing by creating the Law of Conservation of Mass.
With Nothing gone, Something took the form of a cow, the reason will never be known.
This Cow (who is now named “Audhumbumbula”) gave birth to a calf named Alubmubmuhdua. Audhumbumbula began producing milk, Nothing’s spirit decided to create the Second Law of Thermodynamics and incinerate Alubmubmuhdua before he could drink Audhumbumbula’s milk.
With Audhumbumbula’s udder being full of milk, it began to curdle.
At first, it was small curds, unable to be seen with the naked eye or even a good $400 microscope. These curds floated around inside the milk peacefully.
Until the Great Coagulation.
Everything, everywhere, all at once, the tiny curds began to inspissate into larger masses, Audhumbumbula felt this disturbance in her udder and began shifting, causing friction within the larger curds to burst into flames.
The smaller of the curds spun around the big fiery curds due to Audhumbumbula’s shifting and shaped themselves into perfect-ish spheres.
The universe was in motion, it just takes a good delivery guy to populate it.
The First Gods:
The curds spun and burned for eons before the first collision occurred.
In a flash of blinding light, two star-curds annihilated each other and the subsequent force was enough to spark the first manifestation of divinity.
From the nebulous end of the two star-curds, emerged a figure who would have appeared most intimidating if he wasn’t wearing a tucked-in polo with matching white sailors hat.
This was Melke, and he had one mission.
Deliver the Lifemilk to every planet.
But before Melke could get onto his bicycle and deposit the milk onto the nearest planet-curd, he was stopped by another divine being.
Krydret, the Spicy One, demanded that Melke to pour out the Lifemilk, ore else he would cause a terrible curse on all forms of life that Melke could create.
Melke responded, “Whatever, dude.”
The Population of the Planet-curd:
Melke visited the first planet-curd, the third one out from the star-curd Los, and dumped a bottle of Lifemilk into the soil.
All sorts of interesting creatures sprang out from the ground. First came simple bacteriums and amoebas.
Next came the jellyfish, sponges, worms and such that flew into the liquid lakes of milk on the planet-curd’s surface.
Fish flew into the lakes, while reptiles and insects sprouted from the surface of the ground.
The hairy creatures came last, with the last bipedal thing being unfinished. There wasn’t enough milk!
“Blast it, just one more bottle.” Melke poured the milk into the mouth of the unfinished creature, and it sputtered everywhere.
“ACK, ITS GOT COVID!” Melke yelled, as he stumbled backwards into his milk cart and poured the rest of the milk into the soil.
“Oh no.”
Over 8.6 million different species of creatures were released into the wild. They stuttered and flew and slithered and walked and swung and scampered and galloped and jumped and ran and traversed into the wilderness.
All except one. The unfinished, two legged thing.
This little curiosity had no hair except for the very top of its head, and its tail was a flat, non-existent vertebra that people didn’t even figure out existed until 290 BC.
“Huh, I will call this…”
“Man.”
Melke looked shocked, the thing, the “Man” just spoke to it.
Melke said carefully, “Did you just…”
The Man opened its mouth, “Yeah. I’m smart now, dude.”
Melke was shocked, apparently dumping a whole bottle of Lifemilk into the Man gave it intelligence.
Well, that happened.
The Curse of Krydret:
Man decided that they needed to eat food, so they began consuming everything.
Trees, birds, celery. All of it was devoured by Man.
Krydret saw this and was like, “Nah, time for those nerds to get cursed.”
A beautiful red pepper plant sprouted in front of Man, and they took a bite out of it.
“Mmmm yummy tastes like…OH GODS IT TASTES LIKE THE FLAMES OF FIRE AAAAARGHHH!!!!!!”
Man drank milk from a nearby cow and said, “Whoa dude this stuff helps with the pepper fire.”
From there on out, only insane people enjoyed the fires of the pepper plant.
The Division of the Genders:
Man was bored.
I mean, sure, a bunch of dudes eating trees, sounds like a good time.
But something was missing.
Melke saw how sad the Mans were and decided to make a new type of Man.
Melke hit CTRL+C on Man, then deleted a few things like intelligence and sense of fun, then hit CTRL+V.
Man looked at this new thing and said, “Whoa, Man. Look at that thing.”
The other Mans said, “A WhoaMan? Sounds good to me.”
The WhoaMan said, “Actually we prefer to be called females.”
Man said, “Still has ‘Male’ in it.”
WhoaMan said, “Well…then, how about just person?”
Man replied, “got ‘Son’ in it.”
WhoaMan said, “Frick, I guess you’re right.”
The Aether-Milk Jiggles:
Man and WhoaMan lived peacefully together for a while.
Until the Aether-Milk began to jiggle.
The substance that held the universe in place began to vibrate ever so slightly.
These vibrations caused a giant curd to slam into the Planet-curd, which made all the big lizards die.
With no more big lizards eating the humans (“got ‘man’ in it”), the humans could expand their empire and become the most powerful species in the universe.
Humans began fighting themselves because they didn’t believe in the milk gods, or because they did.
After a bunch of humans died, one stopped up and said, “Yo dudes, hear me out.”
His audience looked up at him.
“What if we like, decided that our religion is like, the actual one?”
A timid voice rose from the audience, “How will we do that?”
“Stone, Parchment, Scalpel”
The audience grumbulated excitedly as the SuperPriest of the Religionites stepped up to the podium to face this Prophet.
“Best two out of three?”
“That’s gay.”
The audience said stuff like, “Burn!” and, “Rekt!”
“Fine then, Stone!”
“Parchment!”
“Scalpel!”
“FIRE!”
SuperPriest had his hand in a fist…
And ProphetGuy had his hand…
…
…in a…
…flat shape.
Cheering erupted from the crowd as they picked up SuperPriest and threw him out of the window.
ProphetGuy erected temples of Melke and Audhumbumbula in the cities, and people began worshipping the gods more.
The Golden Age of Lactism:
ProphetGuy took the name of Lactonius, and became the MegaPriest of the Lactites.
The former SuperPriest of Religionism was still kinda angry about being defenestrated.
SuperPriest snuck into Lactonius’s room in the dark of the night, pulled out a knife, and raised his arm before hearing a powerful voice.
“…ummm..hey, could you…like…not do that?”
SuperPriest was so startled by the sheer power in the voice’s inflection that he fell out of the window.
SuperPriest’s 15 minutes finally came, and he promptly despawned before he could craft a boat mid-air.
…and his brother loved worms.
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Okay are y'all paying attention now?
Okay soooooooo do you guys want me to post some of my story here?
It is about child. Child stabs people. Child gets stabbed. Child jumps from buildings about a hundred feet tall.
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!
hell yeah!
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
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]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
YESYESYESYESYES!!!
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
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]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
[insert encouraging noises here]
Here's a link to my Discord thing: The Dorky Dragon Tavern
"Avoid roasted cabbage, do not eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life." -Angela
this is Gato's way. [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]
Hello, all! Foalin is my familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it): :3
The kingdom of Lagona was known for many things. Beautiful lakes, massive plains, agricultural genius. Their roads, however, were not something to be proud of. Dirty and usually simple paths, the roads seemed to wind everywhere and they never seemed to take you in the right direction.
Two travelers were experiencing this as they rode through the countryside. Their horses-one brown, one creamy white, were tired from carrying their riders and saddlebags all day, and they were thirsty. Despite Lagona having many lakes, they hadn’t seen one in a few hours. They had been traveling at a fast pace, covering a few miles per hour, but they were nowhere close to their destination.
The horses came to a halt in front of a grassy green field with a few spindly trees bearing small red berries, and the two people dismounted. The horses wandered over to the grass and began to eat. Both the people were fairly young-a dark skinned muscular adult with wavy black hair tied into a braid, and a teenage boy with curly ginger hair. The adult rubbed their hand against their forehead, and brushed some hair away from their ears, which were quite strange. In the place of where regular ears should be, there was nothing, but at the top of their head was a pair of bear ears, the left one carrying an ugly scar. Their amber eyes flashed around, on guard, and they frowned.
“You okay?” The other asked, tilting his head sideways. He had bright sea blue eyes, and his ears were that of a cat. His tail flicked around nervously, it was long and covered in sleek ginger and brown fur. His voice was light, concerned.
The two of them wore the clothes of peasants. A tunic and trousers on the adult, a brown vest and simple dirty white shirt on the boy.
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!
…suspense…
…and his brother loved worms.
ooooooooooo animal hybridish peoples....
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
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]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
Yee!
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!
what happens next???!?!?!?!
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
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]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
Uhmmmmmmm stuff :3 I don't really wanna drop my whole story here, maybe I can PM it to you?
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!
YESYESYES that would be awesome!
Nebularoace they/them call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
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]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
PM me too!!!
…and his brother loved worms.
"My family's history is one of manufactured suffering. I was a child when Mulvainne made its 'grand advancement' from the fish industry, leaving us with trawlers no one wanted to man, canning factories that were quickly abandoned, and lots of scurvy. People died. Nothing much to say there. Ironic, isn't it, that after harvesting the seas for over a century, we'd find ourselves starving? That's about when I began my... experiments.
I was hungry, and there were some oysters left on the banks. No one had eaten them because of the pollution rolling downstream from the Mulching Factory- that's where my parents were sent when they died, gums and flesh soft as a peach. My grandmother was still alive, though she couldn't really work anymore, but she had quite the personal library.
So... I had the cookbooks, but what to do? I gathered a variety of shellfish and crustaceans and began to work. Nearly lost a finger to a crab. We had no greens and a single jar a preserves. I made it work. Sort of.
Our old methods of cooking weren't working. I had to pioneer some new methods, which, of course, were not actually new. They were all stolen from Otrembert cookbooks, which were specialized in making trash fish and filth into something worthy of eating, even if most of my early dishes were barely more palatable than mud.
Our neighbor, who still had money and went trawling from time to time out of habit, hired me to prepare the fish. Eventually, some other kids joined in, and I was left behind by their talent. Now we get a tourist from time to time, and they bring money with them. No one cares what I did. I may have been the first drop in the bucket, but that's still just a drop.
I have never made employee of the month. I have never been able to get another job. I train in my free time in an attempt to get there. I do unpaid overtime. I never ask for a raise, because I know I haven't actually earned one. It's not going to get better."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Could I also, perhaps, be included in this PM?*
Here's a link to my Discord thing: The Dorky Dragon Tavern
"Avoid roasted cabbage, do not eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life." -Angela
this is Gato's way. [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]
Hello, all! Foalin is my familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it): :3
Thanatos is a land of death and strife. Thanatos is a massive skeleton floating through space, the skeleton of the old god Thanatos. The world is also called Thanatos :3 uhhhhhhhhh there are like… Httyd dragons on Thanatos and there are three moons, no sun, the moons are brighter than normal moons so they allow the plants to grow. Thanatos has a sister called Krass but I haven’t developed Krass yet. Thanatos is kinda a beacon for dead people from other worlds, but there are also native born inhabitants.
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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.
Anyone wanna do a worldbuilding/power system making collab?
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