*for the chat with goz and bananer, would they be able to see the mechination-city thing? (would assume so, just want to add it/them into more rps)*
*Sher!*
*cool, naner already agreed* as the two reach the gates, on the other side, a massive structure (round 100ft tall) is visble, roughly humanoid, though far cry from human, made of stone and metal with pipes, plates and stone blocks making up its surface, as well as small creatures scrabling over it
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another alt of void
the chains bind, the chains hold, the infection writhes within, but I hold it... I keep it. I don't let it out, for the chance it may claim us all
*for the chat with goz and bananer, would they be able to see the mechination-city thing? (would assume so, just want to add it/them into more rps)*
*Sher!*
*cool, naner already agreed* as the two reach the gates, on the other side, a massive structure (round 100ft tall) is visble, roughly humanoid, though far cry from human, made of stone and metal with pipes, plates and stone blocks making up its surface, as well as small creatures scrabling over it
"... Huh. Usually, when I'm out adventuring with the Child, things like these mean something is horribly wrong and we need to destroy something. Pretty sure this is normal here, though."
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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!
*for the chat with goz and bananer, would they be able to see the mechination-city thing? (would assume so, just want to add it/them into more rps)*
*Sher!*
*cool, naner already agreed* as the two reach the gates, on the other side, a massive structure (round 100ft tall) is visble, roughly humanoid, though far cry from human, made of stone and metal with pipes, plates and stone blocks making up its surface, as well as small creatures scrabling over it
"... Huh. Usually, when I'm out adventuring with the Child, things like these mean something is horribly wrong and we need to destroy something. Pretty sure this is normal here, though."
Kalaposi shrinks backwards. “Normal? Seriously?”
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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.
*for the chat with goz and bananer, would they be able to see the mechination-city thing? (would assume so, just want to add it/them into more rps)*
*Sher!*
*cool, naner already agreed* as the two reach the gates, on the other side, a massive structure (round 100ft tall) is visble, roughly humanoid, though far cry from human, made of stone and metal with pipes, plates and stone blocks making up its surface, as well as small creatures scrabling over it
"... Huh. Usually, when I'm out adventuring with the Child, things like these mean something is horribly wrong and we need to destroy something. Pretty sure this is normal here, though."
Kalaposi shrinks backwards. “Normal? Seriously?”
"Yeah. I mean, not sure, but nobody's running around in terror, so that's good."
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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!
*for the chat with goz and bananer, would they be able to see the mechination-city thing? (would assume so, just want to add it/them into more rps)*
*Sher!*
*cool, naner already agreed* as the two reach the gates, on the other side, a massive structure (round 100ft tall) is visble, roughly humanoid, though far cry from human, made of stone and metal with pipes, plates and stone blocks making up its surface, as well as small creatures scrabling over it
"... Huh. Usually, when I'm out adventuring with the Child, things like these mean something is horribly wrong and we need to destroy something. Pretty sure this is normal here, though."
Kalaposi shrinks backwards. “Normal? Seriously?”
"Yeah. I mean, not sure, but nobody's running around in terror, so that's good."
“Should we check this out instead?”
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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.
*for the chat with goz and bananer, would they be able to see the mechination-city thing? (would assume so, just want to add it/them into more rps)*
*Sher!*
*cool, naner already agreed* as the two reach the gates, on the other side, a massive structure (round 100ft tall) is visble, roughly humanoid, though far cry from human, made of stone and metal with pipes, plates and stone blocks making up its surface, as well as small creatures scrabling over it
"... Huh. Usually, when I'm out adventuring with the Child, things like these mean something is horribly wrong and we need to destroy something. Pretty sure this is normal here, though."
Kalaposi shrinks backwards. “Normal? Seriously?”
"Yeah. I mean, not sure, but nobody's running around in terror, so that's good."
“Should we check this out instead?”
"I mean... if you want to, sure."
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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!
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!
*for the chat with goz and bananer, would they be able to see the mechination-city thing? (would assume so, just want to add it/them into more rps)*
*Sher!*
*cool, naner already agreed* as the two reach the gates, on the other side, a massive structure (round 100ft tall) is visble, roughly humanoid, though far cry from human, made of stone and metal with pipes, plates and stone blocks making up its surface, as well as small creatures scrabling over it
"... Huh. Usually, when I'm out adventuring with the Child, things like these mean something is horribly wrong and we need to destroy something. Pretty sure this is normal here, though."
Kalaposi shrinks backwards. “Normal? Seriously?”
"Yeah. I mean, not sure, but nobody's running around in terror, so that's good."
“Should we check this out instead?”
"I mean... if you want to, sure."
“I’d like to. Come on.” They walk closer, nervous.
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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.
*for the chat with goz and bananer, would they be able to see the mechination-city thing? (would assume so, just want to add it/them into more rps)*
*Sher!*
*cool, naner already agreed* as the two reach the gates, on the other side, a massive structure (round 100ft tall) is visble, roughly humanoid, though far cry from human, made of stone and metal with pipes, plates and stone blocks making up its surface, as well as small creatures scrabling over it
"... Huh. Usually, when I'm out adventuring with the Child, things like these mean something is horribly wrong and we need to destroy something. Pretty sure this is normal here, though."
Kalaposi shrinks backwards. “Normal? Seriously?”
"Yeah. I mean, not sure, but nobody's running around in terror, so that's good."
“Should we check this out instead?”
"I mean... if you want to, sure."
“I’d like to. Come on.” They walk closer, nervous.
"Alright!"
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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!
*for the chat with goz and bananer, would they be able to see the mechination-city thing? (would assume so, just want to add it/them into more rps)*
*Sher!*
*cool, naner already agreed* as the two reach the gates, on the other side, a massive structure (round 100ft tall) is visble, roughly humanoid, though far cry from human, made of stone and metal with pipes, plates and stone blocks making up its surface, as well as small creatures scrabling over it
"... Huh. Usually, when I'm out adventuring with the Child, things like these mean something is horribly wrong and we need to destroy something. Pretty sure this is normal here, though."
Kalaposi shrinks backwards. “Normal? Seriously?”
"Yeah. I mean, not sure, but nobody's running around in terror, so that's good."
“Should we check this out instead?”
"I mean... if you want to, sure."
“I’d like to. Come on.” They walk closer, nervous.
"Alright!"
*Void, wanna describe?*
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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.
*am waiting for void.*
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.
*cool, naner already agreed* as the two reach the gates, on the other side, a massive structure (round 100ft tall) is visble, roughly humanoid, though far cry from human, made of stone and metal with pipes, plates and stone blocks making up its surface, as well as small creatures scrabling over it
another alt of void
the chains bind, the chains hold, the infection writhes within, but I hold it... I keep it. I don't let it out, for the chance it may claim us all
"... Huh. Usually, when I'm out adventuring with the Child, things like these mean something is horribly wrong and we need to destroy something. Pretty sure this is normal here, though."
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!
Kalaposi shrinks backwards. “Normal? Seriously?”
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.
"Yeah. I mean, not sure, but nobody's running around in terror, so that's good."
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!
“Should we check this out instead?”
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 mean... if you want to, sure."
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!
*This thread certainly has got a lot of traction*
*Yep!*
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!
*Mostly due to me being chronically online… we got some cool plots here though.*
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. Come on.” They walk closer, nervous.
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.
"Alright!"
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!
*Void, wanna describe?*
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.
*Yeah I saw both! You are in pretty much every plot considering you've wrote half the thread. How have you been recently?*
*I’ve been pretty good! Finals are coming to an end and I didn’t have any today, wbu?*
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.
"Nevermind then."
*y’all need to teach me to not be chronically online. I learned yesterday boats help.*
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.
“No, tell me. I would like to know of my fellow gods.”
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//we cannot//will not wish you a hasty end, however, I//we wish I//we could"
You feel their devious grin, even without a face "excellent"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“It’s not in your programming, is it?”
“Come on.” She says, leading the way.
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.