*I could! I’ve got a ridiculous amount of characters, but here are their summaries: “I love you so much that I carry out your legacy centuries later”, tree-hugger, the boi, “I love backstabbing my allies”, teenager who just randomly became a god, that boss who won’t die, and hawt.*
**splits out tea* hawt!? XD which one even is that lol*
*sadly solas is exactly my type*
**wheeze* I forgot their description actually what is it?*
*well it’s more their very endearing personality, but they’re kinda medium in size, blonde hair tied into a ponytail, blue eyes, light skin, wears a Kevlar vest.*
*tbf Bríz has a very similar personality/appearance but I would never steal them from Aello.*
*I imagine thymacchia thinks solas is the greatest thing since sliced bread, and duplicates them more than anyone else*
*I could! I’ve got a ridiculous amount of characters, but here are their summaries: “I love you so much that I carry out your legacy centuries later”, tree-hugger, the boi, “I love backstabbing my allies”, teenager who just randomly became a god, that boss who won’t die, and hawt.*
*Ah! I have sad pre-teen of death, fish of death, sheep of gay history nerds and cycles (watching battle), depressed gay creeture that copes be being an evil little gremlin, and the concept of me maybe making a deep dread, or a deep delusion, or smth else*
*Sheep of gay history nerds?*
*Cycles, Malihas, Mhauzhihais, but do nooot get too attached cuz I have plans that could kill them depending on all of y'alls choices.*
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*if anyone wants to rp, I really want to use Bríz so we could do a past rp, or perhaps we can do Eden or Percival or Solas.*
*Okies!*
*Who’re you using? I’ll use Solas, if you’re okay with that.*
*Imma use Sonder I think, would you like to intro or should I?*
*I can!*
Solas wanders through the world, shoulders held high as they adjust their blonde ponytail. They are wearing something quite odd-a Kevlar vest.
A large, very very large snail calmly slides across the ground, a small boy reading in an alcove attached to the outside of the shell. The snail seems to be humming somehow
Solas hums a bit as well, before snapping their head up. “Sonder?” They ask.
The snail's tree-like head bends down to look at Solas. "...That's... Me..., Yes." Sonder replies calmly. "Oh... Hello...,Solas!"
“Nice seeing you. Who’s this?” They point at the boy.
"My...Friend. And...Follower." Sonder replies happily, the snail equivalent of a grin on their face
Solas nods brusquely. “Nice to meet you, friend and follower. Listen, Sonder, do you feel something off about this world?”
The little boy waves from on high. "Nice to meet you too!"
Sonder frowns. "A...Bit, ...Yes. ...Why?"
“I’m worried about it. It’s unique. I haven’t felt it in many other worlds.”
"Yes...Very...Odd." Sonder hums absentmindedly.
"Maybe it has something to do with that weird God killing metal?" Charlie calls down, looking up from their book. *no Charlie isn't me if I had a giant snail what are you talking about*
“Sounds nice. How did you achieve that without the mortals rebelling?”
"The mortals existed in their own sections//cities, every nanoangstrom as peaceful//appealing as the wilderness. They were content with me//us providing for them"
“I assume that required quite a bit of control?”
"No. With me//us taking care of them, their incessant need slowly dwindled. Furthermore, this was a period of millions of years. Respecting wilderness became ingrained in society with my//our help"
“Huh. A world that lasted millions of years. That’s unique. Must’ve been something special.”
*I could! I’ve got a ridiculous amount of characters, but here are their summaries: “I love you so much that I carry out your legacy centuries later”, tree-hugger, the boi, “I love backstabbing my allies”, teenager who just randomly became a god, that boss who won’t die, and hawt.*
*Ah! I have sad pre-teen of death, fish of death, sheep of gay history nerds and cycles (watching battle), depressed gay creeture that copes be being an evil little gremlin, and the concept of me maybe making a deep dread, or a deep delusion, or smth else*
*Sheep of gay history nerds?*
*Cycles, Malihas, Mhauzhihais, but do nooot get too attached cuz I have plans that could kill them depending on all of y'alls choices.*
*I could! I’ve got a ridiculous amount of characters, but here are their summaries: “I love you so much that I carry out your legacy centuries later”, tree-hugger, the boi, “I love backstabbing my allies”, teenager who just randomly became a god, that boss who won’t die, and hawt.*
**splits out tea* hawt!? XD which one even is that lol*
*sadly solas is exactly my type*
**wheeze* I forgot their description actually what is it?*
*well it’s more their very endearing personality, but they’re kinda medium in size, blonde hair tied into a ponytail, blue eyes, light skin, wears a Kevlar vest.*
*tbf Bríz has a very similar personality/appearance but I would never steal them from Aello.*
*Yeah they seem very fun. How do they even have Kevlar?*
*other worlds, probably. Plus I thought it’d be cool.*
“Sounds nice. How did you achieve that without the mortals rebelling?”
"The mortals existed in their own sections//cities, every nanoangstrom as peaceful//appealing as the wilderness. They were content with me//us providing for them"
“I assume that required quite a bit of control?”
"No. With me//us taking care of them, their incessant need slowly dwindled. Furthermore, this was a period of millions of years. Respecting wilderness became ingrained in society with my//our help"
“Huh. A world that lasted millions of years. That’s unique. Must’ve been something special.”
*if anyone wants to rp, I really want to use Bríz so we could do a past rp, or perhaps we can do Eden or Percival or Solas.*
*Okies!*
*Who’re you using? I’ll use Solas, if you’re okay with that.*
*Imma use Sonder I think, would you like to intro or should I?*
*I can!*
Solas wanders through the world, shoulders held high as they adjust their blonde ponytail. They are wearing something quite odd-a Kevlar vest.
A large, very very large snail calmly slides across the ground, a small boy reading in an alcove attached to the outside of the shell. The snail seems to be humming somehow
Solas hums a bit as well, before snapping their head up. “Sonder?” They ask.
The snail's tree-like head bends down to look at Solas. "...That's... Me..., Yes." Sonder replies calmly. "Oh... Hello...,Solas!"
“Nice seeing you. Who’s this?” They point at the boy.
"My...Friend. And...Follower." Sonder replies happily, the snail equivalent of a grin on their face
Solas nods brusquely. “Nice to meet you, friend and follower. Listen, Sonder, do you feel something off about this world?”
The little boy waves from on high. "Nice to meet you too!"
Sonder frowns. "A...Bit, ...Yes. ...Why?"
“I’m worried about it. It’s unique. I haven’t felt it in many other worlds.”
"Yes...Very...Odd." Sonder hums absentmindedly.
"Maybe it has something to do with that weird God killing metal?" Charlie calls down, looking up from their book. *no Charlie isn't me if I had a giant snail what are you talking about*
“What? A metal that can kill gods? Audacious!”
"But...true..." Sonder replies sadly.
"Yeah, they're fighting a war about it." Charlie says, clearly annoyed by this development.
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Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
*I could! I’ve got a ridiculous amount of characters, but here are their summaries: “I love you so much that I carry out your legacy centuries later”, tree-hugger, the boi, “I love backstabbing my allies”, teenager who just randomly became a god, that boss who won’t die, and hawt.*
*Ah! I have sad pre-teen of death, fish of death, sheep of gay history nerds and cycles (watching battle), depressed gay creeture that copes be being an evil little gremlin, and the concept of me maybe making a deep dread, or a deep delusion, or smth else*
*Sheep of gay history nerds?*
*Cycles, Malihas, Mhauzhihais, but do nooot get too attached cuz I have plans that could kill them depending on all of y'alls choices.*
*I want evil gremlin pls! With uhhhhh Quintin! Haven’t used him in a while.*
*naner, would you be willing to rp Eden and tempus? Seems like it may be an interesting encounter*
*yea sure! Ofc! May be headed to bed in a while, but we can definitely start that.*
*Do you want to introduce?*
Eden is wandering outside of her forest, a bit overwhelmed by the small creatures taking over her home.
A ticking of clocks becomes audible as she wanders, leading to a figure resting on a branch of a tree, dressed in a blue suit and tophat, edges with black and gold, a clock on their top hat along with multiple gears, their tail coat dangling off the branch, along with a gold pocket watch dangling from their pocket. Their left eye being replaced by a clock with gears visibly ticking behind it
Eden mutters something to herself about a horrible sound, before she turns around and notices Tempus. “Ah. So you’re the source of that infernal noise.”
The figure looks down at them before grinning, rolling off the branch before floating down and landing on his feet "apologies, I can't exactly stop it from long periods of time" he tapped the clock replacing his eye "this keeps me going. At least my physical form. Names tempus, and you are?"
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Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*I could! I’ve got a ridiculous amount of characters, but here are their summaries: “I love you so much that I carry out your legacy centuries later”, tree-hugger, the boi, “I love backstabbing my allies”, teenager who just randomly became a god, that boss who won’t die, and hawt.*
*Ah! I have sad pre-teen of death, fish of death, sheep of gay history nerds and cycles (watching battle), depressed gay creeture that copes be being an evil little gremlin, and the concept of me maybe making a deep dread, or a deep delusion, or smth else*
*Sheep of gay history nerds?*
*Cycles, Malihas, Mhauzhihais, but do nooot get too attached cuz I have plans that could kill them depending on all of y'alls choices.*
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
“Sounds nice. How did you achieve that without the mortals rebelling?”
"The mortals existed in their own sections//cities, every nanoangstrom as peaceful//appealing as the wilderness. They were content with me//us providing for them"
“I assume that required quite a bit of control?”
"No. With me//us taking care of them, their incessant need slowly dwindled. Furthermore, this was a period of millions of years. Respecting wilderness became ingrained in society with my//our help"
“Huh. A world that lasted millions of years. That’s unique. Must’ve been something special.”
*if anyone wants to rp, I really want to use Bríz so we could do a past rp, or perhaps we can do Eden or Percival or Solas.*
*Okies!*
*Who’re you using? I’ll use Solas, if you’re okay with that.*
*Imma use Sonder I think, would you like to intro or should I?*
*I can!*
Solas wanders through the world, shoulders held high as they adjust their blonde ponytail. They are wearing something quite odd-a Kevlar vest.
A large, very very large snail calmly slides across the ground, a small boy reading in an alcove attached to the outside of the shell. The snail seems to be humming somehow
Solas hums a bit as well, before snapping their head up. “Sonder?” They ask.
The snail's tree-like head bends down to look at Solas. "...That's... Me..., Yes." Sonder replies calmly. "Oh... Hello...,Solas!"
“Nice seeing you. Who’s this?” They point at the boy.
"My...Friend. And...Follower." Sonder replies happily, the snail equivalent of a grin on their face
Solas nods brusquely. “Nice to meet you, friend and follower. Listen, Sonder, do you feel something off about this world?”
The little boy waves from on high. "Nice to meet you too!"
Sonder frowns. "A...Bit, ...Yes. ...Why?"
“I’m worried about it. It’s unique. I haven’t felt it in many other worlds.”
"Yes...Very...Odd." Sonder hums absentmindedly.
"Maybe it has something to do with that weird God killing metal?" Charlie calls down, looking up from their book. *no Charlie isn't me if I had a giant snail what are you talking about*
“What? A metal that can kill gods? Audacious!”
"But...true..." Sonder replies sadly.
"Yeah, they're fighting a war about it." Charlie says, clearly annoyed by this development.
*I could! I’ve got a ridiculous amount of characters, but here are their summaries: “I love you so much that I carry out your legacy centuries later”, tree-hugger, the boi, “I love backstabbing my allies”, teenager who just randomly became a god, that boss who won’t die, and hawt.*
*Ah! I have sad pre-teen of death, fish of death, sheep of gay history nerds and cycles (watching battle), depressed gay creeture that copes be being an evil little gremlin, and the concept of me maybe making a deep dread, or a deep delusion, or smth else*
*Sheep of gay history nerds?*
*Cycles, Malihas, Mhauzhihais, but do nooot get too attached cuz I have plans that could kill them depending on all of y'alls choices.*
*Kather would like to know your location*
*wha*
*My mortal with a definitely not evil magic spear with a thing for killing gods*
*naner, would you be willing to rp Eden and tempus? Seems like it may be an interesting encounter*
*yea sure! Ofc! May be headed to bed in a while, but we can definitely start that.*
*Do you want to introduce?*
Eden is wandering outside of her forest, a bit overwhelmed by the small creatures taking over her home.
A ticking of clocks becomes audible as she wanders, leading to a figure resting on a branch of a tree, dressed in a blue suit and tophat, edges with black and gold, a clock on their top hat along with multiple gears, their tail coat dangling off the branch, along with a gold pocket watch dangling from their pocket. Their left eye being replaced by a clock with gears visibly ticking behind it
Eden mutters something to herself about a horrible sound, before she turns around and notices Tempus. “Ah. So you’re the source of that infernal noise.”
The figure looks down at them before grinning, rolling off the branch before floating down and landing on his feet "apologies, I can't exactly stop it from long periods of time" he tapped the clock replacing his eye "this keeps me going. At least my physical form. Names tempus, and you are?"
“Eden. Thank you for turning that off. That’s my forest over there. You’re definitely not mortal, and therefore probably welcome. Maybe. I’ll have to see.”
*if anyone wants to rp, I really want to use Bríz so we could do a past rp, or perhaps we can do Eden or Percival or Solas.*
*Okies!*
*Who’re you using? I’ll use Solas, if you’re okay with that.*
*Imma use Sonder I think, would you like to intro or should I?*
*I can!*
Solas wanders through the world, shoulders held high as they adjust their blonde ponytail. They are wearing something quite odd-a Kevlar vest.
A large, very very large snail calmly slides across the ground, a small boy reading in an alcove attached to the outside of the shell. The snail seems to be humming somehow
Solas hums a bit as well, before snapping their head up. “Sonder?” They ask.
The snail's tree-like head bends down to look at Solas. "...That's... Me..., Yes." Sonder replies calmly. "Oh... Hello...,Solas!"
“Nice seeing you. Who’s this?” They point at the boy.
"My...Friend. And...Follower." Sonder replies happily, the snail equivalent of a grin on their face
Solas nods brusquely. “Nice to meet you, friend and follower. Listen, Sonder, do you feel something off about this world?”
The little boy waves from on high. "Nice to meet you too!"
Sonder frowns. "A...Bit, ...Yes. ...Why?"
“I’m worried about it. It’s unique. I haven’t felt it in many other worlds.”
"Yes...Very...Odd." Sonder hums absentmindedly.
"Maybe it has something to do with that weird God killing metal?" Charlie calls down, looking up from their book. *no Charlie isn't me if I had a giant snail what are you talking about*
“What? A metal that can kill gods? Audacious!”
"But...true..." Sonder replies sadly.
"Yeah, they're fighting a war about it." Charlie says, clearly annoyed by this development.
Solas sniffs. “And how did you find this mortal?”
"Geez, you're a haughty bloke." Charlie replies, a bit Britishly. "It's the talk of the town! Or in this case a cat with too many eyes gave me a letter about it."
"Yes...What...they...say...is true. There is a...metal...to... kill... a God." Sonder replies.
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Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul. Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested "God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Threadand the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed. Pronouns: They/It
“Sounds nice. How did you achieve that without the mortals rebelling?”
"The mortals existed in their own sections//cities, every nanoangstrom as peaceful//appealing as the wilderness. They were content with me//us providing for them"
“I assume that required quite a bit of control?”
"No. With me//us taking care of them, their incessant need slowly dwindled. Furthermore, this was a period of millions of years. Respecting wilderness became ingrained in society with my//our help"
“Huh. A world that lasted millions of years. That’s unique. Must’ve been something special.”
"Yes. It was."
“Was there any magic?”
"No. Magic is a tool of inequality//oppression"
“Interesting perspective. Tell me more.”
"Yes, some magic can be learned, however, some magic is hereditary, giving some an inherent advantage over others. Furthermore, magic gained from learning can be passed along genetics, however, this is unpredictable. Invariably, a small fraction of society ends up with inherent power over a larger fraction."
*I could! I’ve got a ridiculous amount of characters, but here are their summaries: “I love you so much that I carry out your legacy centuries later”, tree-hugger, the boi, “I love backstabbing my allies”, teenager who just randomly became a god, that boss who won’t die, and hawt.*
*Ah! I have sad pre-teen of death, fish of death, sheep of gay history nerds and cycles (watching battle), depressed gay creeture that copes be being an evil little gremlin, and the concept of me maybe making a deep dread, or a deep delusion, or smth else*
*Sheep of gay history nerds?*
*Cycles, Malihas, Mhauzhihais, but do nooot get too attached cuz I have plans that could kill them depending on all of y'alls choices.*
*Kather would like to know your location*
*wha*
*My mortal with a definitely not evil magic spear with a thing for killing gods*
*I don't think she would really agree with that, Especially since she's decapitated.*
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*naner, would you be willing to rp Eden and tempus? Seems like it may be an interesting encounter*
*yea sure! Ofc! May be headed to bed in a while, but we can definitely start that.*
*Do you want to introduce?*
Eden is wandering outside of her forest, a bit overwhelmed by the small creatures taking over her home.
A ticking of clocks becomes audible as she wanders, leading to a figure resting on a branch of a tree, dressed in a blue suit and tophat, edges with black and gold, a clock on their top hat along with multiple gears, their tail coat dangling off the branch, along with a gold pocket watch dangling from their pocket. Their left eye being replaced by a clock with gears visibly ticking behind it
Eden mutters something to herself about a horrible sound, before she turns around and notices Tempus. “Ah. So you’re the source of that infernal noise.”
The figure looks down at them before grinning, rolling off the branch before floating down and landing on his feet "apologies, I can't exactly stop it from long periods of time" he tapped the clock replacing his eye "this keeps me going. At least my physical form. Names tempus, and you are?"
“Eden. Thank you for turning that off. That’s my forest over there. You’re definitely not mortal, and therefore probably welcome. Maybe. I’ll have to see.”
He shrugs "I mean either way the forest couldn't exist without my influence. God of time after all" he then realizes how that sounds "not to try and say I'm the reason for everything existing like that but without time things can't really grow. If that came off rude my apologies"
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*sliced bread? Lol*
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
*Cycles, Malihas, Mhauzhihais, but do nooot get too attached cuz I have plans that could kill them depending on all of y'alls choices.*
. ݁𝜗~☆!Extended Signature!☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
“What? A metal that can kill gods? Audacious!”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
“Was there any magic?”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
*Kather would like to know your location*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*other worlds, probably. Plus I thought it’d be cool.*
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
"No. Magic is a tool of inequality//oppression"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
"But...true..." Sonder replies sadly.
"Yeah, they're fighting a war about it." Charlie says, clearly annoyed by this development.
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
*I want evil gremlin pls! With uhhhhh Quintin! Haven’t used him in a while.*
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
The figure looks down at them before grinning, rolling off the branch before floating down and landing on his feet "apologies, I can't exactly stop it from long periods of time" he tapped the clock replacing his eye "this keeps me going. At least my physical form. Names tempus, and you are?"
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*wha*
. ݁𝜗~☆!Extended Signature!☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
“Interesting perspective. Tell me more.”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
Solas sniffs. “And how did you find this mortal?”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
*My mortal with a definitely not evil magic spear with a thing for killing gods*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“Eden. Thank you for turning that off. That’s my forest over there. You’re definitely not mortal, and therefore probably welcome. Maybe. I’ll have to see.”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
"Geez, you're a haughty bloke." Charlie replies, a bit Britishly. "It's the talk of the town! Or in this case a cat with too many eyes gave me a letter about it."
"Yes...What...they...say...is true. There is a...metal...to... kill... a God." Sonder replies.
Warlocks: LostWanderingSoul.
Low price of a soul, 20 pounds of flesh, and a jellybean! (Note: The flesh does not have to be yours) PM me if you're interested
"God complex? I find it quite simple, actually."
"proud" owner of the Warlock Patron Bar/Thread and the Cult of The Thing that Lives Under Your Bed.
Pronouns: They/It
An odd puddle of ink (extended signature)
"Yes, some magic can be learned, however, some magic is hereditary, giving some an inherent advantage over others. Furthermore, magic gained from learning can be passed along genetics, however, this is unpredictable. Invariably, a small fraction of society ends up with inherent power over a larger fraction."
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*I don't think she would really agree with that, Especially since she's decapitated.*
. ݁𝜗~☆!Extended Signature!☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*cut with meta. Britishly lol. Do they also say bloody?*
“Then we are certainly unsafe here. It would be best to dispose of this metal. And perhaps this mortal as well-if they’re going to keep insulting me.”
he/they
gods' vision
read castoff it’s a great webcomic :3
He shrugs "I mean either way the forest couldn't exist without my influence. God of time after all" he then realizes how that sounds "not to try and say I'm the reason for everything existing like that but without time things can't really grow. If that came off rude my apologies"
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED