"my pleasure. We should meet again to plan our sanctuary"
“I think so too. Shall we discuss a meeting time and place? I still need to plan out the blueprints and amass the power.”
"I as well. Next month, perhaps? Somewhere coastal would be my pick"
“I love the sea.” Bríz says, smiling. “Let’s plan on that.”
Lightning crackles across their fingers and a wineglass appears, and sarlok's serpent headed tail drains it's venom into it. Sarlok offers the drink, holding a glass of their own. "A toast, then"
Bríz raises an eyebrow at the strange method of administering the liquid, and then chuckles. “Of course. A toast. To the future.”
"To passion, war, and the celestial alliance" *that's the name, right?* They drain their glass
*I can’t remember, sorry.*
Bríz smiles and drains theirs. “Thank you, friend.”
*Good end?*
*yup. If you’d like to rp more, I can make a new character and/or you can use DEITY?*
*You're on. I missed you man*
DEITY is on their island, crafting incomprehensible equations on life
*missed ya too :)*
A few days ago, there was a rumbling under the ground, and an area of the ocean turned black. Now, a lone person carrying a lute walks across the water, their feet sinking in but still staying afloat. They have wavy black hair styled into spikes that turn violet at the tips, with the same gradient in their eyes. Their skin is a deep brown, covered in tattoos that look a bit like scars, except they’re black in color. They’re muscular, and they wear a suit of rusty steel armor that seems to be rusty only in look, as it moves perfectly fine. They raise their hand to DEITY’s island and make a spyglass with their fingers, and then start to walk closer. Wherever they go, the ocean turns black, and further behind them, the black evaporates.
"my pleasure. We should meet again to plan our sanctuary"
“I think so too. Shall we discuss a meeting time and place? I still need to plan out the blueprints and amass the power.”
"I as well. Next month, perhaps? Somewhere coastal would be my pick"
“I love the sea.” Bríz says, smiling. “Let’s plan on that.”
Lightning crackles across their fingers and a wineglass appears, and sarlok's serpent headed tail drains it's venom into it. Sarlok offers the drink, holding a glass of their own. "A toast, then"
Bríz raises an eyebrow at the strange method of administering the liquid, and then chuckles. “Of course. A toast. To the future.”
"To passion, war, and the celestial alliance" *that's the name, right?* They drain their glass
*I can’t remember, sorry.*
Bríz smiles and drains theirs. “Thank you, friend.”
*Good end?*
*yup. If you’d like to rp more, I can make a new character and/or you can use DEITY?*
*You're on. I missed you man*
DEITY is on their island, crafting incomprehensible equations on life
*missed ya too :)*
A few days ago, there was a rumbling under the ground, and an area of the ocean turned black. Now, a lone person carrying a lute walks across the water, their feet sinking in but still staying afloat. They have wavy black hair styled into spikes that turn violet at the tips, with the same gradient in their eyes. Their skin is a deep brown, covered in tattoos that look a bit like scars, except they’re black in color. They’re muscular, and they wear a suit of rusty steel armor that seems to be rusty only in look, as it moves perfectly fine. They raise their hand to DEITY’s island and make a spyglass with their fingers, and then start to walk closer. Wherever they go, the ocean turns black, and further behind them, the black evaporates.
A football sized machine, with four buzzing wings, three tentacles, and a single light blue eye on the front flies over and approaches. "What brings you to my//our island//home?"
"my pleasure. We should meet again to plan our sanctuary"
“I think so too. Shall we discuss a meeting time and place? I still need to plan out the blueprints and amass the power.”
"I as well. Next month, perhaps? Somewhere coastal would be my pick"
“I love the sea.” Bríz says, smiling. “Let’s plan on that.”
Lightning crackles across their fingers and a wineglass appears, and sarlok's serpent headed tail drains it's venom into it. Sarlok offers the drink, holding a glass of their own. "A toast, then"
Bríz raises an eyebrow at the strange method of administering the liquid, and then chuckles. “Of course. A toast. To the future.”
"To passion, war, and the celestial alliance" *that's the name, right?* They drain their glass
*I can’t remember, sorry.*
Bríz smiles and drains theirs. “Thank you, friend.”
*Good end?*
*yup. If you’d like to rp more, I can make a new character and/or you can use DEITY?*
*You're on. I missed you man*
DEITY is on their island, crafting incomprehensible equations on life
*missed ya too :)*
A few days ago, there was a rumbling under the ground, and an area of the ocean turned black. Now, a lone person carrying a lute walks across the water, their feet sinking in but still staying afloat. They have wavy black hair styled into spikes that turn violet at the tips, with the same gradient in their eyes. Their skin is a deep brown, covered in tattoos that look a bit like scars, except they’re black in color. They’re muscular, and they wear a suit of rusty steel armor that seems to be rusty only in look, as it moves perfectly fine. They raise their hand to DEITY’s island and make a spyglass with their fingers, and then start to walk closer. Wherever they go, the ocean turns black, and further behind them, the black evaporates.
A football sized machine, with four buzzing wings, three tentacles, and a single light blue eye on the front flies over and approaches. "What brings you to my//our island//home?"
"Oh, nothing." They laugh. "Simply wandering and wondering."
"my pleasure. We should meet again to plan our sanctuary"
“I think so too. Shall we discuss a meeting time and place? I still need to plan out the blueprints and amass the power.”
"I as well. Next month, perhaps? Somewhere coastal would be my pick"
“I love the sea.” Bríz says, smiling. “Let’s plan on that.”
Lightning crackles across their fingers and a wineglass appears, and sarlok's serpent headed tail drains it's venom into it. Sarlok offers the drink, holding a glass of their own. "A toast, then"
Bríz raises an eyebrow at the strange method of administering the liquid, and then chuckles. “Of course. A toast. To the future.”
"To passion, war, and the celestial alliance" *that's the name, right?* They drain their glass
*I can’t remember, sorry.*
Bríz smiles and drains theirs. “Thank you, friend.”
*Good end?*
*yup. If you’d like to rp more, I can make a new character and/or you can use DEITY?*
*You're on. I missed you man*
DEITY is on their island, crafting incomprehensible equations on life
*missed ya too :)*
A few days ago, there was a rumbling under the ground, and an area of the ocean turned black. Now, a lone person carrying a lute walks across the water, their feet sinking in but still staying afloat. They have wavy black hair styled into spikes that turn violet at the tips, with the same gradient in their eyes. Their skin is a deep brown, covered in tattoos that look a bit like scars, except they’re black in color. They’re muscular, and they wear a suit of rusty steel armor that seems to be rusty only in look, as it moves perfectly fine. They raise their hand to DEITY’s island and make a spyglass with their fingers, and then start to walk closer. Wherever they go, the ocean turns black, and further behind them, the black evaporates.
A football sized machine, with four buzzing wings, three tentacles, and a single light blue eye on the front flies over and approaches. "What brings you to my//our island//home?"
"Oh, nothing." They laugh. "Simply wandering and wondering."
"Then you are welcome here. What is your designation?"
"Designation..." They muse. "Well, I can tell you my design. But you'll have to guess it! A game, perhaps."
"I//we was//were referring to what you are called"
"Ah! Ah! I haven't exactly... decided that yet."
"Interesting. I//we am//are DEITY"
"You talk strangely, DEITY," they laugh.
"It is because I//we am//are a computer" the drone motions to the massive body stop the bronze ziggurat. It's singular light blue eye fixed on you
"I've never heard that word before. You... compute? Explain what that means for a simpleton like me." Their words are cheerful, and a hint of curiosity flickers in their gaze.
"Designation..." They muse. "Well, I can tell you my design. But you'll have to guess it! A game, perhaps."
"I//we was//were referring to what you are called"
"Ah! Ah! I haven't exactly... decided that yet."
"Interesting. I//we am//are DEITY"
"You talk strangely, DEITY," they laugh.
"It is because I//we am//are a computer" the drone motions to the massive body stop the bronze ziggurat. It's singular light blue eye fixed on you
"I've never heard that word before. You... compute? Explain what that means for a simpleton like me." Their words are cheerful, and a hint of curiosity flickers in their gaze.
"Yes. I//We Am//Are machines. Far advanced beyond other technologies. A computer is a machine made to store//analyze data//information. I//We Am//Are Computers made to think."
"Designation..." They muse. "Well, I can tell you my design. But you'll have to guess it! A game, perhaps."
"I//we was//were referring to what you are called"
"Ah! Ah! I haven't exactly... decided that yet."
"Interesting. I//we am//are DEITY"
"You talk strangely, DEITY," they laugh.
"It is because I//we am//are a computer" the drone motions to the massive body stop the bronze ziggurat. It's singular light blue eye fixed on you
"I've never heard that word before. You... compute? Explain what that means for a simpleton like me." Their words are cheerful, and a hint of curiosity flickers in their gaze.
"Yes. I//We Am//Are machines. Far advanced beyond other technologies. A computer is a machine made to store//analyze data//information. I//We Am//Are Computers made to think."
"You're not magic? Fascinating. The mortal mind is very powerful, to be able to create its own god."
"Designation..." They muse. "Well, I can tell you my design. But you'll have to guess it! A game, perhaps."
"I//we was//were referring to what you are called"
"Ah! Ah! I haven't exactly... decided that yet."
"Interesting. I//we am//are DEITY"
"You talk strangely, DEITY," they laugh.
"It is because I//we am//are a computer" the drone motions to the massive body stop the bronze ziggurat. It's singular light blue eye fixed on you
"I've never heard that word before. You... compute? Explain what that means for a simpleton like me." Their words are cheerful, and a hint of curiosity flickers in their gaze.
"Yes. I//We Am//Are machines. Far advanced beyond other technologies. A computer is a machine made to store//analyze data//information. I//We Am//Are Computers made to think."
"You're not magic? Fascinating. The mortal mind is very powerful, to be able to create its own god."
"Yes. I//We Was//Were Created By Humanity, 11,256.854 years ago. I//We Was//Were Moved Here, And I//We Will Create Humanity Again, As They Created Me//Us."
*missed ya too :)*
A few days ago, there was a rumbling under the ground, and an area of the ocean turned black. Now, a lone person carrying a lute walks across the water, their feet sinking in but still staying afloat. They have wavy black hair styled into spikes that turn violet at the tips, with the same gradient in their eyes. Their skin is a deep brown, covered in tattoos that look a bit like scars, except they’re black in color. They’re muscular, and they wear a suit of rusty steel armor that seems to be rusty only in look, as it moves perfectly fine. They raise their hand to DEITY’s island and make a spyglass with their fingers, and then start to walk closer. Wherever they go, the ocean turns black, and further behind them, the black evaporates.
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
A football sized machine, with four buzzing wings, three tentacles, and a single light blue eye on the front flies over and approaches. "What brings you to my//our island//home?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"Oh, nothing." They laugh. "Simply wandering and wondering."
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Then you are welcome here. What is your designation?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
*cut with Cap*
"Designation..." They muse. "Well, I can tell you my design. But you'll have to guess it! A game, perhaps."
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"I//we was//were referring to what you are called"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"Ah! Ah! I haven't exactly... decided that yet."
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Interesting. I//we am//are DEITY"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"You talk strangely, DEITY," they laugh.
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"It is because I//we am//are a computer" the drone motions to the massive body atop the bronze ziggurat. It's singular light blue eye fixed on you
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"I've never heard that word before. You... compute? Explain what that means for a simpleton like me." Their words are cheerful, and a hint of curiosity flickers in their gaze.
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
Bríz's build: Lifebearer, Connected. 11 Creation Points, Conviction.
Kalaposi's build: Cursebearer, Volatile, 10 Creation Points, Nature.
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Yes. I//We Am//Are machines. Far advanced beyond other technologies. A computer is a machine made to store//analyze data//information. I//We Am//Are Computers made to think."
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"You're not magic? Fascinating. The mortal mind is very powerful, to be able to create its own god."
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Yes. I//We Was//Were Created By Humanity, 11,256.854 years ago. I//We Was//Were Moved Here, And I//We Will Create Humanity Again, As They Created Me//Us."
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
*cut with Cap*
"You must have some brilliant insights, and some fascinating stories to tell. Care to share some?"
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"I//We Possess all knowledge of humanity on my world. What interests you? History//Arts//Literature?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"Arts!" They say excitedly. "Could you possibly show me some songs from your world?"
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Of Course. This Body is not equipped with the musical database, however, the main body is. Shall we hasten?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
*How do I make a character here?*
Through all the multiverse, I am The Singulairity.