the voidmass is moving throught the area (introduce samir?)
A short human is crouched behind a rock, gripping his spear as if his life depends on it.
the mass paused, and regained shape (if you need a redescriber let me know)
*nope, would you like me to describe Samir though?*
Does the void mass look particularly peaceful? I mean I know it’s scary, but does it look peaceful?
it doesn't look threatening, though it isn't not the now fully reformed void being (bout 20ft as of now) looks at the human, its voice echoing in his mind "hm. greetings small mortal"
“L-leave me be.” Samir says. “I wish no harm on gods.”
"and I wish no harm to you, I merely am exploring these domains" it shrinks down, standing about 6ft as of now, only two arms, and its crown only consists of 4 tentacles, rather than 8 "which of the beings of this realm created you?"
“Not particularly? I want my people to have things to hunt. Every human should get the taste of meat at least once.” They lock eyes with the Child. “Did that annoying goddess send you?”
"Annoying goddess? I know quite a few goddesses, and quite a bit of them are annoying."
“The one who wouldn’t let me kill her animals.”
"... The one who owns the forest?"
“That one, yes.”
"She didn't send me. I came of my own will."
“What do you want, then?”
"I want to know why you're doing this."
“Doing what? Feeding my people?”
"No. Well, honestly, your sustainability has much to be desired, and honestly, everything is so impractical, but I was mainly talking about the whole fortress."
“Back in my home, we had walled cities. Walled cities will exist here too, as I know monsters will come from the shadows in this world as well. Monsters may already be here. Leave me to my work.”
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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.
the voidmass is moving throught the area (introduce samir?)
A short human is crouched behind a rock, gripping his spear as if his life depends on it.
the mass paused, and regained shape (if you need a redescriber let me know)
*nope, would you like me to describe Samir though?*
Does the void mass look particularly peaceful? I mean I know it’s scary, but does it look peaceful?
it doesn't look threatening, though it isn't not the now fully reformed void being (bout 20ft as of now) looks at the human, its voice echoing in his mind "hm. greetings small mortal"
“L-leave me be.” Samir says. “I wish no harm on gods.”
"and I wish no harm to you, I merely am exploring these domains" it shrinks down, standing about 6ft as of now, only two arms, and its crown only consists of 4 tentacles, rather than 8 "which of the beings of this realm created you?"
“The Blazing Eye, Bríz. I suppose you’ll want to talk to them, then? Well, I don’t know where to find them. I left.”
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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.
the voidmass is moving throught the area (introduce samir?)
A short human is crouched behind a rock, gripping his spear as if his life depends on it.
the mass paused, and regained shape (if you need a redescriber let me know)
*nope, would you like me to describe Samir though?*
Does the void mass look particularly peaceful? I mean I know it’s scary, but does it look peaceful?
it doesn't look threatening, though it isn't not the now fully reformed void being (bout 20ft as of now) looks at the human, its voice echoing in his mind "hm. greetings small mortal"
“L-leave me be.” Samir says. “I wish no harm on gods.”
"and I wish no harm to you, I merely am exploring these domains" it shrinks down, standing about 6ft as of now, only two arms, and its crown only consists of 4 tentacles, rather than 8 "which of the beings of this realm created you?"
“The Blazing Eye, Bríz. I suppose you’ll want to talk to them, then? Well, I don’t know where to find them. I left.”
"oh? and why did you do that, human?"
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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
“Not particularly? I want my people to have things to hunt. Every human should get the taste of meat at least once.” They lock eyes with the Child. “Did that annoying goddess send you?”
"Annoying goddess? I know quite a few goddesses, and quite a bit of them are annoying."
“The one who wouldn’t let me kill her animals.”
"... The one who owns the forest?"
“That one, yes.”
"She didn't send me. I came of my own will."
“What do you want, then?”
"I want to know why you're doing this."
“Doing what? Feeding my people?”
"No. Well, honestly, your sustainability has much to be desired, and honestly, everything is so impractical, but I was mainly talking about the whole fortress."
“Back in my home, we had walled cities. Walled cities will exist here too, as I know monsters will come from the shadows in this world as well. Monsters may already be here. Leave me to my work.”
"Mosnters? Which monsters?"
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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!
the voidmass is moving throught the area (introduce samir?)
A short human is crouched behind a rock, gripping his spear as if his life depends on it.
the mass paused, and regained shape (if you need a redescriber let me know)
*nope, would you like me to describe Samir though?*
Does the void mass look particularly peaceful? I mean I know it’s scary, but does it look peaceful?
it doesn't look threatening, though it isn't not the now fully reformed void being (bout 20ft as of now) looks at the human, its voice echoing in his mind "hm. greetings small mortal"
“L-leave me be.” Samir says. “I wish no harm on gods.”
"and I wish no harm to you, I merely am exploring these domains" it shrinks down, standing about 6ft as of now, only two arms, and its crown only consists of 4 tentacles, rather than 8 "which of the beings of this realm created you?"
“The Blazing Eye, Bríz. I suppose you’ll want to talk to them, then? Well, I don’t know where to find them. I left.”
"oh? and why did you do that, human?"
“Because I think we should have the right to choose who we follow. Or not follow at all.”
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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.
“Not particularly? I want my people to have things to hunt. Every human should get the taste of meat at least once.” They lock eyes with the Child. “Did that annoying goddess send you?”
"Annoying goddess? I know quite a few goddesses, and quite a bit of them are annoying."
“The one who wouldn’t let me kill her animals.”
"... The one who owns the forest?"
“That one, yes.”
"She didn't send me. I came of my own will."
“What do you want, then?”
"I want to know why you're doing this."
“Doing what? Feeding my people?”
"No. Well, honestly, your sustainability has much to be desired, and honestly, everything is so impractical, but I was mainly talking about the whole fortress."
“Back in my home, we had walled cities. Walled cities will exist here too, as I know monsters will come from the shadows in this world as well. Monsters may already be here. Leave me to my work.”
"Mosnters? Which monsters?"
“We’ve spent too long talking. Leave. Immediately.”
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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.
the voidmass is moving throught the area (introduce samir?)
A short human is crouched behind a rock, gripping his spear as if his life depends on it.
the mass paused, and regained shape (if you need a redescriber let me know)
*nope, would you like me to describe Samir though?*
Does the void mass look particularly peaceful? I mean I know it’s scary, but does it look peaceful?
it doesn't look threatening, though it isn't not the now fully reformed void being (bout 20ft as of now) looks at the human, its voice echoing in his mind "hm. greetings small mortal"
“L-leave me be.” Samir says. “I wish no harm on gods.”
"and I wish no harm to you, I merely am exploring these domains" it shrinks down, standing about 6ft as of now, only two arms, and its crown only consists of 4 tentacles, rather than 8 "which of the beings of this realm created you?"
“The Blazing Eye, Bríz. I suppose you’ll want to talk to them, then? Well, I don’t know where to find them. I left.”
"oh? and why did you do that, human?"
“Because I think we should have the right to choose who we follow. Or not follow at all.”
"understandable. how have you enjoyed your newfound freedom?" its head tilted
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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
“Not particularly? I want my people to have things to hunt. Every human should get the taste of meat at least once.” They lock eyes with the Child. “Did that annoying goddess send you?”
"Annoying goddess? I know quite a few goddesses, and quite a bit of them are annoying."
“The one who wouldn’t let me kill her animals.”
"... The one who owns the forest?"
“That one, yes.”
"She didn't send me. I came of my own will."
“What do you want, then?”
"I want to know why you're doing this."
“Doing what? Feeding my people?”
"No. Well, honestly, your sustainability has much to be desired, and honestly, everything is so impractical, but I was mainly talking about the whole fortress."
“Back in my home, we had walled cities. Walled cities will exist here too, as I know monsters will come from the shadows in this world as well. Monsters may already be here. Leave me to my work.”
"Mosnters? Which monsters?"
“We’ve spent too long talking. Leave. Immediately.”
"Too long talking? Never. There's always more talking to be done."
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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!
the voidmass is moving throught the area (introduce samir?)
A short human is crouched behind a rock, gripping his spear as if his life depends on it.
the mass paused, and regained shape (if you need a redescriber let me know)
*nope, would you like me to describe Samir though?*
Does the void mass look particularly peaceful? I mean I know it’s scary, but does it look peaceful?
it doesn't look threatening, though it isn't not the now fully reformed void being (bout 20ft as of now) looks at the human, its voice echoing in his mind "hm. greetings small mortal"
“L-leave me be.” Samir says. “I wish no harm on gods.”
"and I wish no harm to you, I merely am exploring these domains" it shrinks down, standing about 6ft as of now, only two arms, and its crown only consists of 4 tentacles, rather than 8 "which of the beings of this realm created you?"
“The Blazing Eye, Bríz. I suppose you’ll want to talk to them, then? Well, I don’t know where to find them. I left.”
"oh? and why did you do that, human?"
“Because I think we should have the right to choose who we follow. Or not follow at all.”
"understandable. how have you enjoyed your newfound freedom?" its head tilted
“It has been… difficult. The world is barren, and no god thinks to create food for us.”
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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.
“Not particularly? I want my people to have things to hunt. Every human should get the taste of meat at least once.” They lock eyes with the Child. “Did that annoying goddess send you?”
"Annoying goddess? I know quite a few goddesses, and quite a bit of them are annoying."
“The one who wouldn’t let me kill her animals.”
"... The one who owns the forest?"
“That one, yes.”
"She didn't send me. I came of my own will."
“What do you want, then?”
"I want to know why you're doing this."
“Doing what? Feeding my people?”
"No. Well, honestly, your sustainability has much to be desired, and honestly, everything is so impractical, but I was mainly talking about the whole fortress."
“Back in my home, we had walled cities. Walled cities will exist here too, as I know monsters will come from the shadows in this world as well. Monsters may already be here. Leave me to my work.”
"Mosnters? Which monsters?"
“We’ve spent too long talking. Leave. Immediately.”
"Too long talking? Never. There's always more talking to be done."
“Not here. Not now. Maybe when the city is done.”
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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.
“Not particularly? I want my people to have things to hunt. Every human should get the taste of meat at least once.” They lock eyes with the Child. “Did that annoying goddess send you?”
"Annoying goddess? I know quite a few goddesses, and quite a bit of them are annoying."
“The one who wouldn’t let me kill her animals.”
"... The one who owns the forest?"
“That one, yes.”
"She didn't send me. I came of my own will."
“What do you want, then?”
"I want to know why you're doing this."
“Doing what? Feeding my people?”
"No. Well, honestly, your sustainability has much to be desired, and honestly, everything is so impractical, but I was mainly talking about the whole fortress."
“Back in my home, we had walled cities. Walled cities will exist here too, as I know monsters will come from the shadows in this world as well. Monsters may already be here. Leave me to my work.”
"Mosnters? Which monsters?"
“We’ve spent too long talking. Leave. Immediately.”
"Too long talking? Never. There's always more talking to be done."
“Not here. Not now. Maybe when the city is done.”
"Why not now?"
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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!
the voidmass is moving throught the area (introduce samir?)
A short human is crouched behind a rock, gripping his spear as if his life depends on it.
the mass paused, and regained shape (if you need a redescriber let me know)
*nope, would you like me to describe Samir though?*
Does the void mass look particularly peaceful? I mean I know it’s scary, but does it look peaceful?
it doesn't look threatening, though it isn't not the now fully reformed void being (bout 20ft as of now) looks at the human, its voice echoing in his mind "hm. greetings small mortal"
“L-leave me be.” Samir says. “I wish no harm on gods.”
"and I wish no harm to you, I merely am exploring these domains" it shrinks down, standing about 6ft as of now, only two arms, and its crown only consists of 4 tentacles, rather than 8 "which of the beings of this realm created you?"
“The Blazing Eye, Bríz. I suppose you’ll want to talk to them, then? Well, I don’t know where to find them. I left.”
"oh? and why did you do that, human?"
“Because I think we should have the right to choose who we follow. Or not follow at all.”
"understandable. how have you enjoyed your newfound freedom?" its head tilted
“It has been… difficult. The world is barren, and no god thinks to create food for us.”
"I see... hm. I may not be able to create food, but I can assist in your search? I passed through a forest not too far off, maybe you'll be more eventful there?"
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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
the voidmass is moving throught the area (introduce samir?)
A short human is crouched behind a rock, gripping his spear as if his life depends on it.
the mass paused, and regained shape (if you need a redescriber let me know)
*nope, would you like me to describe Samir though?*
Does the void mass look particularly peaceful? I mean I know it’s scary, but does it look peaceful?
it doesn't look threatening, though it isn't not the now fully reformed void being (bout 20ft as of now) looks at the human, its voice echoing in his mind "hm. greetings small mortal"
“L-leave me be.” Samir says. “I wish no harm on gods.”
"and I wish no harm to you, I merely am exploring these domains" it shrinks down, standing about 6ft as of now, only two arms, and its crown only consists of 4 tentacles, rather than 8 "which of the beings of this realm created you?"
“The Blazing Eye, Bríz. I suppose you’ll want to talk to them, then? Well, I don’t know where to find them. I left.”
"oh? and why did you do that, human?"
“Because I think we should have the right to choose who we follow. Or not follow at all.”
"understandable. how have you enjoyed your newfound freedom?" its head tilted
“It has been… difficult. The world is barren, and no god thinks to create food for us.”
"I see... hm. I may not be able to create food, but I can assist in your search? I passed through a forest not too far off, maybe you'll be more eventful there?"
“Very well, thank you.”
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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.
“Not particularly? I want my people to have things to hunt. Every human should get the taste of meat at least once.” They lock eyes with the Child. “Did that annoying goddess send you?”
"Annoying goddess? I know quite a few goddesses, and quite a bit of them are annoying."
“The one who wouldn’t let me kill her animals.”
"... The one who owns the forest?"
“That one, yes.”
"She didn't send me. I came of my own will."
“What do you want, then?”
"I want to know why you're doing this."
“Doing what? Feeding my people?”
"No. Well, honestly, your sustainability has much to be desired, and honestly, everything is so impractical, but I was mainly talking about the whole fortress."
“Back in my home, we had walled cities. Walled cities will exist here too, as I know monsters will come from the shadows in this world as well. Monsters may already be here. Leave me to my work.”
"Mosnters? Which monsters?"
“We’ve spent too long talking. Leave. Immediately.”
"Too long talking? Never. There's always more talking to be done."
“Not here. Not now. Maybe when the city is done.”
"Why not now?"
“Because I’m busy now.”
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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.
“Not particularly? I want my people to have things to hunt. Every human should get the taste of meat at least once.” They lock eyes with the Child. “Did that annoying goddess send you?”
"Annoying goddess? I know quite a few goddesses, and quite a bit of them are annoying."
“The one who wouldn’t let me kill her animals.”
"... The one who owns the forest?"
“That one, yes.”
"She didn't send me. I came of my own will."
“What do you want, then?”
"I want to know why you're doing this."
“Doing what? Feeding my people?”
"No. Well, honestly, your sustainability has much to be desired, and honestly, everything is so impractical, but I was mainly talking about the whole fortress."
“Back in my home, we had walled cities. Walled cities will exist here too, as I know monsters will come from the shadows in this world as well. Monsters may already be here. Leave me to my work.”
"Mosnters? Which monsters?"
“We’ve spent too long talking. Leave. Immediately.”
"Too long talking? Never. There's always more talking to be done."
“Not here. Not now. Maybe when the city is done.”
"Why not now?"
“Because I’m busy now.”
"Well, I have another question for you."
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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!
"and I wish no harm to you, I merely am exploring these domains" it shrinks down, standing about 6ft as of now, only two arms, and its crown only consists of 4 tentacles, rather than 8 "which of the beings of this realm created you?"
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
“Back in my home, we had walled cities. Walled cities will exist here too, as I know monsters will come from the shadows in this world as well. Monsters may already be here. Leave me to my work.”
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.
“The Blazing Eye, Bríz. I suppose you’ll want to talk to them, then? Well, I don’t know where to find them. I left.”
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.
"oh? and why did you do that, human?"
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
"Mosnters? Which monsters?"
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!
“Because I think we should have the right to choose who we follow. Or not follow at all.”
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.
“We’ve spent too long talking. Leave. Immediately.”
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.
"understandable. how have you enjoyed your newfound freedom?" its head tilted
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
"Too long talking? Never. There's always more talking to be done."
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!
*booping cause stuff ain’t loading.*
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.
*Aww...*
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 has been… difficult. The world is barren, and no god thinks to create food for us.”
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.
“Not here. Not now. Maybe when the city is done.”
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.
"Why not now?"
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!
"I see... hm. I may not be able to create food, but I can assist in your search? I passed through a forest not too far off, maybe you'll be more eventful there?"
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
“Very well, thank you.”
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.
“Because I’m busy now.”
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.
*gtg, talk tomorrow!*
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
"Well, I have another question for 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!
*yup it’s weird*
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.