So thinks Aega as she rises from a patch of flowers she created herself. She’s truly beautiful, with dark skin and curly black hair, wearing a white dress with daisies. Her eyes are red-red as the crimson flowers she rose from. Carefully, she picks one, and tucks it behind her ear. She senses contracts, and she senses punishment coming for those who break the contracts. But for now, she is content to make the seasons pass. She sits down and awaits the coming of her pantheon.
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
Sarlok is, in the form of Zephyrus, wandering ren's forest. They do this for a little while, before turning into a tree, completely identical to the others. They use their divine powers to speed up the reproductive cycles of nearby trees, and begin producing large pollen blooms.
*I feel like this should consume cp, but also I don't know. It is their domain, kinda*
Sarlok is, in the form of Zephyrus, wandering ren's forest. They do this for a little while, before turning into a tree, completely identical to the others. They use their divine powers to speed up the reproductive cycles of nearby trees, and begin producing large pollen blooms.
*I feel like this should consume cp, but also I don't know. It is their domain, kinda*
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
So thinks Aega as she rises from a patch of flowers she created herself. She’s truly beautiful, with dark skin and curly black hair, wearing a white dress with daisies. Her eyes are red-red as the crimson flowers she rose from. Carefully, she picks one, and tucks it behind her ear. She senses contracts, and she senses punishment coming for those who break the contracts. But for now, she is content to make the seasons pass. She sits down and awaits the coming of her pantheon.
(Nature, 8 CP, Zealot, Gift Giver)
Near Aega, but not too near, another goddess forms. She has light brown skin, hair so brown it’s almost black, and jade-green eyes. She’s wearing shorts and a light jacket atop a faded T-shirt. She has almost brilliantly coloured leaves tucked in her hair. (Conviction, lemme think abt everything else).
"You're here too." She greets cordially.
*y'all my posts are gonna be slow because the loading editor box is going on for a while, so please don't bug me about replying because it's probably this bug. Once my posts become more frequent, please do bug me.*
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
So thinks Aega as she rises from a patch of flowers she created herself. She’s truly beautiful, with dark skin and curly black hair, wearing a white dress with daisies. Her eyes are red-red as the crimson flowers she rose from. Carefully, she picks one, and tucks it behind her ear. She senses contracts, and she senses punishment coming for those who break the contracts. But for now, she is content to make the seasons pass. She sits down and awaits the coming of her pantheon.
(Nature, 8 CP, Zealot, Gift Giver)
Near Aega, but not too near, another goddess forms. She has light brown skin, hair so brown it’s almost black, and jade-green eyes. She’s wearing shorts and a light jacket atop a faded T-shirt. She has almost brilliantly coloured leaves tucked in her hair. (Conviction, lemme think abt everything else).
"You're here too." She greets cordially.
*y'all my posts are gonna be slow because the loading editor box is going on for a while, so please don't bug me about replying because it's probably this bug. Once my posts become more frequent, please do bug me.*
*Okie very sorry* ”Hello, Aega. It’s nice to see you too.”
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...
So thinks Aega as she rises from a patch of flowers she created herself. She’s truly beautiful, with dark skin and curly black hair, wearing a white dress with daisies. Her eyes are red-red as the crimson flowers she rose from. Carefully, she picks one, and tucks it behind her ear. She senses contracts, and she senses punishment coming for those who break the contracts. But for now, she is content to make the seasons pass. She sits down and awaits the coming of her pantheon.
(Nature, 8 CP, Zealot, Gift Giver)
Yuki appears about 20 feet away.
Aega steps backwards after noticing Yuki. "Another soul, not of my brethren? Hello there!"
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
So thinks Aega as she rises from a patch of flowers she created herself. She’s truly beautiful, with dark skin and curly black hair, wearing a white dress with daisies. Her eyes are red-red as the crimson flowers she rose from. Carefully, she picks one, and tucks it behind her ear. She senses contracts, and she senses punishment coming for those who break the contracts. But for now, she is content to make the seasons pass. She sits down and awaits the coming of her pantheon.
(Nature, 8 CP, Zealot, Gift Giver)
Yuki appears about 20 feet away.
Aega steps backwards after noticing Yuki. "Another soul, not of my brethren? Hello there!"
So thinks Aega as she rises from a patch of flowers she created herself. She’s truly beautiful, with dark skin and curly black hair, wearing a white dress with daisies. Her eyes are red-red as the crimson flowers she rose from. Carefully, she picks one, and tucks it behind her ear. She senses contracts, and she senses punishment coming for those who break the contracts. But for now, she is content to make the seasons pass. She sits down and awaits the coming of her pantheon.
(Nature, 8 CP, Zealot, Gift Giver)
Near Aega, but not too near, another goddess forms. She has light brown skin, hair so brown it’s almost black, and jade-green eyes. She’s wearing shorts and a light jacket atop a faded T-shirt. She has almost brilliantly coloured leaves tucked in her hair. (Conviction, lemme think abt everything else).
"You're here too." She greets cordially.
*y'all my posts are gonna be slow because the loading editor box is going on for a while, so please don't bug me about replying because it's probably this bug. Once my posts become more frequent, please do bug me.*
*Okie very sorry* ”Hello, Aega. It’s nice to see you too.”
"I spoke with our friend earlier. Seems there are other beings here."
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
So thinks Aega as she rises from a patch of flowers she created herself. She’s truly beautiful, with dark skin and curly black hair, wearing a white dress with daisies. Her eyes are red-red as the crimson flowers she rose from. Carefully, she picks one, and tucks it behind her ear. She senses contracts, and she senses punishment coming for those who break the contracts. But for now, she is content to make the seasons pass. She sits down and awaits the coming of her pantheon.
(Nature, 8 CP, Zealot, Gift Giver)
Yuki appears about 20 feet away.
Aega steps backwards after noticing Yuki. "Another soul, not of my brethren? Hello there!"
"Hello there." Yuki looks around, "Nice place."
"It'll be nicer in the future once order has reached the world and my temples are built."
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Hi! Uhhhhh rp? Just a warning, responses will be slow due to a bug.*
*Sher! Who want?*
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Hi! Uhhhhh rp? Just a warning, responses will be slow due to a bug.*
*Sher! Who want?*
*I'd like to use Bríz, so whoever you think fits best!*
*Mmmm... I think it would be really fun to have my new contract god. with Briz.*
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Hi! Uhhhhh rp? Just a warning, responses will be slow due to a bug.*
*Sher! Who want?*
*I'd like to use Bríz, so whoever you think fits best!*
*Mmmm... I think it would be really fun to have my new contract god. with Briz.*
Bríz's city, Haen, is coming along nicely. A large forest has been growing outside, some sheep have been tamed and some left to run wild, and the walls are growing. The city moves upwards like a pyramid. At the very top of the pyramid is the Angelic Drakon hatchery, where Bríz feeds mutton chops to a small Angelic Drakon, with sunset colored scales, a rare mutation indeed.
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Hi! Uhhhhh rp? Just a warning, responses will be slow due to a bug.*
*Sher! Who want?*
*I'd like to use Bríz, so whoever you think fits best!*
*Mmmm... I think it would be really fun to have my new contract god. with Briz.*
Bríz's city, Haen, is coming along nicely. A large forest has been growing outside, some sheep have been tamed and some left to run wild, and the walls are growing. The city moves upwards like a pyramid. At the very top of the pyramid is the Angelic Drakon hatchery, where Bríz feeds mutton chops to a small Angelic Drakon, with sunset colored scales, a rare mutation indeed.
A dove wearing a black vest with grey stripes flies onto the top of the pyramid.
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Hi! Uhhhhh rp? Just a warning, responses will be slow due to a bug.*
*Sher! Who want?*
*I'd like to use Bríz, so whoever you think fits best!*
*Mmmm... I think it would be really fun to have my new contract god. with Briz.*
Bríz's city, Haen, is coming along nicely. A large forest has been growing outside, some sheep have been tamed and some left to run wild, and the walls are growing. The city moves upwards like a pyramid. At the very top of the pyramid is the Angelic Drakon hatchery, where Bríz feeds mutton chops to a small Angelic Drakon, with sunset colored scales, a rare mutation indeed.
A dove wearing a black vest with grey stripes flies onto the top of the pyramid.
Bríz glances at the dove, frowning. They move the Angelic Drakon over to its nest and start to speak. "I trust you mean no harm? Someone entering my city who meant harm would face my wrath."
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he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
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Yuki appears about 20 feet away.
*Uh Naner I introed a little while back just to let you know*
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...*Okie*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*Ye*
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta..."You're here too." She greets cordially.
*y'all my posts are gonna be slow because the loading editor box is going on for a while, so please don't bug me about replying because it's probably this bug. Once my posts become more frequent, please do bug me.*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Okie very sorry*
”Hello, Aega. It’s nice to see you too.”
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Kitsumiho! Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. They/Them.
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Aig amannan bidh mi air mo ghlacadh ro mhòr an-dràsta...Aega steps backwards after noticing Yuki. "Another soul, not of my brethren? Hello there!"
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
"Hello there." Yuki looks around, "Nice place."
"I spoke with our friend earlier. Seems there are other beings here."
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*HII IM BACK*
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"It'll be nicer in the future once order has reached the world and my temples are built."
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Hi! Uhhhhh rp? Just a warning, responses will be slow due to a bug.*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Sher! Who want?*
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Order... as in control?"
"No, no. As in... everything is... in its right place. I suppose that is controlling? But I would not... do that."
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*I'd like to use Bríz, so whoever you think fits best!*
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
*Mmmm... I think it would be really fun to have my new contract god. with Briz.*
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Bríz's city, Haen, is coming along nicely. A large forest has been growing outside, some sheep have been tamed and some left to run wild, and the walls are growing. The city moves upwards like a pyramid. At the very top of the pyramid is the Angelic Drakon hatchery, where Bríz feeds mutton chops to a small Angelic Drakon, with sunset colored scales, a rare mutation indeed.
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.
A dove wearing a black vest with grey stripes flies onto the top of the pyramid.
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Bríz glances at the dove, frowning. They move the Angelic Drakon over to its nest and start to speak. "I trust you mean no harm? Someone entering my city who meant harm would face my wrath."
he/they/washing machine. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
I don’t actually use the pronouns washing machine in case anyone is that serious, I like washing machines tho.