Grigor Mortis
Kidney Stone Breeder
i want to get off mr. bones' wild ride
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Favorite Disease: The Boneshakes
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Post by Grigor Mortis on Mar 10, 2015 21:07:28 GMT
*The tree suddenly turns into a window like in a drive through, that opens up into multiple rows of candy on shelves. A skeleton in a top hat slowly rises from behind the counter. You remember seeing this guy in the Library.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=ELfxtdEakhkBuenos dias. What are you buying?You need to pay me for getting you MORE CUSTOMERS, GRIIIIGOR!!!Never!*jack looks at the skeleton with a burning convition in his eyes* how much for literally all of your stock. all of it. *The tree suddenly turns into a window like in a drive through, that opens up into multiple rows of candy on shelves. A skeleton in a top hat slowly rises from behind the counter. You remember seeing this guy in the Library.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=ELfxtdEakhkBuenos dias. What are you buying?You need to pay me for getting you MORE CUSTOMERS, GRIIIIGOR!!!Never!Well, what do you take as currency? *Roger looks at the shelves* I will keep going.
I can go back once I reach the end of this tunnel. Will you come with?*The cages open and drop Roger, jack, and Taffy into one of the Jungles. It's rather dark, but light can be seen now and then. The trees are read and covered in eye, and the "grass" seems to be tendrils. You can hear a horse's footsteps.*
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Post by gobby gobberson on Mar 10, 2015 21:10:07 GMT
*jack looks at the skeleton with a burning convition in his eyes* how much for literally all of your stock. all of it. Well, what do you take as currency? *Roger looks at the shelves* Depends on what we find in that tunnel. Also depends on Xward.
Mistress Nekomata had that problem too.Where the hell am I expected to get souls? how? |
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Pumpkinheadeddoll
Frequent Core Shifter
I have a big hammer and I smash stuff sometimes
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Favorite Disease: Skullshakes
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Post by Pumpkinheadeddoll on Mar 10, 2015 21:11:31 GMT
*jack looks at the skeleton with a burning convition in his eyes* how much for literally all of your stock. all of it. Well, what do you take as currency? *Roger looks at the shelves* Depends on what we find in that tunnel. Also depends on Xward.
Mistress Nekomata had that problem too.*jack sulks away* dad you can give it my soul you might be ab- no no its fine dear I have candy at home I was just worried that my personal supply might run low *jack reaches into his nowhere bag and pulls out a gobstopper around the size of a small fist and eats it whole to cheer himself up* |
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Grigor Mortis
Kidney Stone Breeder
i want to get off mr. bones' wild ride
Posts: 2,272
Favorite Disease: The Boneshakes
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Post by Grigor Mortis on Mar 10, 2015 21:15:56 GMT
That'd be sixty trextazaarglewaap souls. About the size of four superclusters. You can't afford it.STILLL WORKING ON GETTING THAT MUCH, GRIIIIGOOOOOOR!!!Souls! They're the standard currency in Chaos Realms, after all. They have so many uses.They're also DELICIOUS! Hey, Grigor, hey, can I sing that one song, the one about the brains, but with souls inst-No!It leads to old dock. Might find password for vault in there. I heard beeps.
Mistress Nekomata had that problem too. Where the hell am I expected to get souls? how? That'd be sixty trextazaarglewaap souls. About the size of four superclusters. You can't afford it.STILLL WORKING ON GETTING THAT MUCH, GRIIIIGOOOOOOR!!!Souls! They're the standard currency in Chaos Realms, after all. They have so many uses.They're also DELICIOUS! Hey, Grigor, hey, can I sing that one song, the one about the brains, but with souls inst-No!It leads to old dock. Might find password for vault in there. I heard beeps.
Mistress Nekomata had that problem too. *jack sulks away* dad you can give it my soul you might be ab- no no its fine dear I have candy at home I was just worried that my personal supply might run low *jack reaches into his nowhere bag and pulls out a gobstopper around the size of a small fist and eats it whole to cheer himself up**Suddenly, the figure with the cackling voice bursts from the foliage! He looks like a human, wearing a colonial redcoat's vest, stained dark green from centuries of use, steel boots and gauntlets, and a massive purple cape, with a sharply pointed collar! He rides of a skinless horse, covered in black metal done in pumpkin designs, and he holds a machete in one hand and a rotting green pumpkin in the other, which constantly bellows sickening green flames and smoke! In the place where a head owuld normally be is just a void, with wisp-like ghosts pouring out every now and then and then being sucked right back in. The pumpkin cackles heartily.* I have arrived! Your reckoning has co-
Wait, no. I'm not hunting after you. Sorry. It'd appear I've LOST MY MIND. KYAHAAHAHAHHAHAHA. |
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Post by gobby gobberson on Mar 10, 2015 21:17:42 GMT
Where the hell am I expected to get souls? how? *jack sulks away* dad you can give it my soul you might be ab- no no its fine dear I have candy at home I was just worried that my personal supply might run low *jack reaches into his nowhere bag and pulls out a gobstopper around the size of a small fist and eats it whole to cheer himself up**Suddenly, the figure with the cackling voice bursts from the foliage! He looks like a human, wearing a colonial redcoat's vest, stained dark green from centuries of use, steel boots and gauntlets, and a massive purple cape, with a sharply pointed collar! He rides of a skinless horse, covered in black metal done in pumpkin designs, and he holds a machete in one hand and a rotting green pumpkin in the other, which constantly bellows sickening green flames and smoke! In the place where a head owuld normally be is just a void, with wisp-like ghosts pouring out every now and then and then being sucked right back in. The pumpkin cackles heartily.* I have arrived! Your reckoning has co-
Wait, no. I'm not hunting after you. Sorry. It'd appear I've LOST MY MIND. KYAHAAHAHAHHAHAHA....well. isnt that just cheery. ...if, per chance, I were to kill a being that has souls it claimed already, would I get those, too? |
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Pumpkinheadeddoll
Frequent Core Shifter
I have a big hammer and I smash stuff sometimes
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Favorite Disease: Skullshakes
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Post by Pumpkinheadeddoll on Mar 10, 2015 21:20:41 GMT
Where the hell am I expected to get souls? how? *jack sulks away* dad you can give it my soul you might be ab- no no its fine dear I have candy at home I was just worried that my personal supply might run low *jack reaches into his nowhere bag and pulls out a gobstopper around the size of a small fist and eats it whole to cheer himself up**Suddenly, the figure with the cackling voice bursts from the foliage! He looks like a human, wearing a colonial redcoat's vest, stained dark green from centuries of use, steel boots and gauntlets, and a massive purple cape, with a sharply pointed collar! He rides of a skinless horse, covered in black metal done in pumpkin designs, and he holds a machete in one hand and a rotting green pumpkin in the other, which constantly bellows sickening green flames and smoke! In the place where a head owuld normally be is just a void, with wisp-like ghosts pouring out every now and then and then being sucked right back in. The pumpkin cackles heartily.* I have arrived! Your reckoning has co-
Wait, no. I'm not hunting after you. Sorry. It'd appear I've LOST MY MIND. KYAHAAHAHAHHAHAHA.*jack immediately expresses concern staring in horror at this creature before walking over to the hand holding the pumpkin* madam are you ok! your headflame looks sickly and by the uncarved one what has happened to your legs! is this headless fellow assisting you or assailing you!? |
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Grigor Mortis
Kidney Stone Breeder
i want to get off mr. bones' wild ride
Posts: 2,272
Favorite Disease: The Boneshakes
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Post by Grigor Mortis on Mar 10, 2015 21:24:35 GMT
You kill. In a chaos realm even accidental killing nets you the poor sod's soul.*Suddenly, the figure with the cackling voice bursts from the foliage! He looks like a human, wearing a colonial redcoat's vest, stained dark green from centuries of use, steel boots and gauntlets, and a massive purple cape, with a sharply pointed collar! He rides of a skinless horse, covered in black metal done in pumpkin designs, and he holds a machete in one hand and a rotting green pumpkin in the other, which constantly bellows sickening green flames and smoke! In the place where a head owuld normally be is just a void, with wisp-like ghosts pouring out every now and then and then being sucked right back in. The pumpkin cackles heartily.* I have arrived! Your reckoning has co-
Wait, no. I'm not hunting after you. Sorry. It'd appear I've LOST MY MIND. KYAHAAHAHAHHAHAHA. ...well. isnt that just cheery. ...if, per chance, I were to kill a being that has souls it claimed already, would I get those, too? You kill. In a chaos realm even accidental killing nets you the poor sod's soul.*Suddenly, the figure with the cackling voice bursts from the foliage! He looks like a human, wearing a colonial redcoat's vest, stained dark green from centuries of use, steel boots and gauntlets, and a massive purple cape, with a sharply pointed collar! He rides of a skinless horse, covered in black metal done in pumpkin designs, and he holds a machete in one hand and a rotting green pumpkin in the other, which constantly bellows sickening green flames and smoke! In the place where a head owuld normally be is just a void, with wisp-like ghosts pouring out every now and then and then being sucked right back in. The pumpkin cackles heartily.* I have arrived! Your reckoning has co-
Wait, no. I'm not hunting after you. Sorry. It'd appear I've LOST MY MIND. KYAHAAHAHAHHAHAHA. *jack immediately expresses concern staring in horror at this creature before walking over to the hand holding the pumpkin* madam are you ok! your headflame looks sickly and by the uncarved one what has happened to your legs! is this headless fellow assisting you or assailing you!? *Upon going near the pumpkin, the fumes affect your mind for a moment, making you think you are Bolzalwalt, Duke of Cranberries and Yellow Spice. The Pumpkin then speaks.* I AM THE HEADLESS FELLOW. OOOOOOOOooOoOOo. |
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Post by gobby gobberson on Mar 10, 2015 21:28:54 GMT
...well. isnt that just cheery. ...if, per chance, I were to kill a being that has souls it claimed already, would I get those, too? *jack immediately expresses concern staring in horror at this creature before walking over to the hand holding the pumpkin* madam are you ok! your headflame looks sickly and by the uncarved one what has happened to your legs! is this headless fellow assisting you or assailing you!? *Upon going near the pumpkin, the fumes affect your mind for a moment, making you think you are Bolzalwalt, Duke of Cranberries and Yellow Spice. The Pumpkin then speaks.* I AM THE HEADLESS FELLOW. OOOOOOOOooOoOOo.Well, I don't actually know what my amulet turns me into, and I hoep to not discover... |
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Pumpkinheadeddoll
Frequent Core Shifter
I have a big hammer and I smash stuff sometimes
Posts: 1,084
Favorite Disease: Skullshakes
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Post by Pumpkinheadeddoll on Mar 10, 2015 21:29:24 GMT
...well. isnt that just cheery. ...if, per chance, I were to kill a being that has souls it claimed already, would I get those, too? *jack immediately expresses concern staring in horror at this creature before walking over to the hand holding the pumpkin* madam are you ok! your headflame looks sickly and by the uncarved one what has happened to your legs! is this headless fellow assisting you or assailing you!? *Upon going near the pumpkin, the fumes affect your mind for a moment, making you think you are Bolzalwalt, Duke of Cranberries and Yellow Spice. The Pumpkin then speaks.* I AM THE HEADLESS FELLOW. OOOOOOOOooOoOOo.*jacks headflame turns a shocking pink* Ah! I see..Its just...I thought....Im very sorry my utmost apologies good sir *after collecting himself and breathing deeply* well headless non pumpkinzoner pumpkin headed person *jack stops for a moment to reflect on what he just said* is there anything you need? are you planning to attack us like those other things or are you prepared for a friendly chat like that bony chap over there? |
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Post by gobby gobberson on Mar 10, 2015 21:33:44 GMT
Yes. Though I'd suggest you use your amulet before trying to take on Headless. He's sort of terrifying in combat, at least in dark environments.*Upon going near the pumpkin, the fumes affect your mind for a moment, making you think you are Bolzalwalt, Duke of Cranberries and Yellow Spice. The Pumpkin then speaks.* I AM THE HEADLESS FELLOW. OOOOOOOOooOoOOo. *jacks headflame turns a shocking pink* Ah! I see..Its just...I thought....Im very sorry my utmost apologies good sir *after collecting himself and breathing deeply* well headless non pumpkinzoner pumpkin headed person *jack stops for a moment to reflect on what he just said* is there anything you need? are you planning to attack us like those other things or are you prepared for a friendly chat like that bony chap over there?I think he works for that guy... |
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Post by everboundvenvel on Mar 11, 2015 3:47:00 GMT
This place seems...Wrong. So very wrong. The screams...Everbound is oddly numb now, so seized by overwhelming panic that she behaves almost like a primitive, non-organic automaton. She wants to flee, horribly, more than anything...But at the back of her mind, she knows that is not an option. She needs to keep moving forward after the Maid. It is a familiar feeling. She spreads her wings fully and increases thrust to rise and allow herself to maneuver through the air freely. She doesn't know if she will have to engage or outmaneuver the other airborne beings and objects here. Bobbi-Jane Daisy continues to walk parallel to the bizarre tables, her shark-like senses relay information back to Everbound in the air. Everbound is almost relieved her Pincer Face Bogey Beasts lack eyes and feel vibrations rather than hearing like a being with ears does. Almost. The barrage of EM information being picked up by Bobbi-Jane Daisy's electroreceptors is terrifying, much of it unfamiliar. *The maid slowly fades away, like some VHS glitch, leaving pixely blotches which vanish in time was. As you fly up you see something on your right horizon. A great burning flame. Four statues stand in a circle, made of wood and twine. A massive procession surrounds them, made of all sorts of figures, but you cannot tell from this distance The silhouettes fly around them rhythmically, in mesmerizing circle.* *The first you see is the one that is burning. It is tall, and made of spirals, with two great antlers, and multiple teats. It falls apart and large, humanoid figures emerge from it, slowly burning to death as well, joyously waving flags around, which glow with blue fire. The next statue to begin burning looks like a squat being, with a bird's head and a millipede's body, with a mosquito's wings. This one begins burning as well, and more and more dancers emerge as the old ones die, frantically, euphorically waving their flags as the life chokes out of them like the smoke. The next statue has not started burning yet, and looks simply like a massive monolith. The final is the most blatantly human, having long hair made from ropes, and having several worms carved into her wooden body, as well as several nondistinct humanoids making up her lower body, like a skirt. All together the procession chants, and you feel an odd to desire to join them in this.* Hae'r do ka Alu'daer! Puae'to do ka T'aedaek. Bv Hokaeko't raedo vo diur kloto vuokklob 'bar't, ka larau klo g'utk klaeat, g'uo! At kl't vaab aerb kv'ro diurt, aerb aet vo uor'rpi'tl aiu grotl ka vai, vo kaerr ivar vai! Maev vo tkaeu ae klaitaerb vaurbt aet vo b'b arko dogauo ka klo Auuasaerk Maetkout!
*As they continue to chant, you begin to understand what they say.* Hail be to Ahriman! Praise be to Tiamat! By Hecate's name we burn these wretched idols, to honor the first chaos, fire! As this wood and twine burns, and as we relinquish our flesh to you, we call upon you! May we scar a thousand worlds as we did once before to the Arrogant Masters!*You notice a final statue that eluded you before, it hangs from the ceiling, made in black metal, and appears as several long arms, which intertwine with chaotic throes, forming a vaguely humanoid shape, and each of the long arms ends in a hand withfive digits, three fingers and two thumbs, and golden, squid-like eyes in their palms. The fire dares not touch it, and in fact dances around it, taking the form of ecstatic fiends and demons, gladly reveling with the procession. The longer you look at the statue, the more you draw to it, unaware until this very moment.* Bobbi-Jane Daisy lets out a sharp warning hiss as Violet disappears. She stops in her tracks. Everbound is terrified, yet filled with a horribly morbid curiosity. What do these creatures mean, scar a thousand worlds? That doesn't seem like it could possibly be good...But she shouldn't make snap judgements, she can't recall ever encountering these beings in either waking life or any dream zones. She stalls her approach towards the Arm Statue...But she keeps her eyes firmly on it, and continues to circle the scene. Perhaps she should know more about this... "Who are you?" |
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Dink
No Longer Spooked
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Favorite Disease: Ooh, ooh, Histoplasmosis!
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Post by Dink on Mar 11, 2015 4:25:40 GMT
wh- i- no? what's a butterbug?*Dink preforms a maneuver not unlike a humanoid raising its eyebrow.* do you guys not have roaches? *Meanwhile, in petrichor's brain." <Hell yeah. This will make me look cool.>*Dink takes a deep breath to calm himself down* no, now's not the time. how do we get out of here? and never come back? |
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Post by Durga on Mar 11, 2015 13:05:22 GMT
Welp. *changes back to normal, although some sort of glitch causes a distortion in appearance, giving a sort of polygonal PS1-graphics type look* *examine notes* The notes are in an alien language, but you quickly discover how they work. They have detailed and almost depressing images, and the writer seems like a fevered madman... Note 1: Revaew's Advent The picture in the center of this page is a seven-headed dragon devouring the carcasses of a hart, a crane, an octopus, a human, a centipede, a hummingbird, and a snake. I have once again dreamt of the vast stirring sea of time, and the endless shapes within. To know of how many worlds I pass, how many worlds I create with my every moment, fills me with an inexplicable sadness. In this world I saw in my dreams, I was spoken to by a humanoid clad in red armor, But this was no human. Underneath his fanged helmet were two unblinking eyes, circular and full of a hollow purpose. There was no face underneath this helm, only the void and all horror it carried with. He said his name was Revaew and that he lead sixty legions of "Demons", things I thought archaic and limited to the simple-minded creations of the Crossbreed. What makes a demon? Is it anger, rage, pointy horns? I must find out. Find out. He spoke to me, saying that I had to ensure his master's creation. The creation of the seven-headed Dragon... What a terrible beast it could be. Could this be the chance to please both master Tiamat and mother Hecate? I must find out. Find out. Note 2: Mask of "Rakshasa" The picture is of a mask, seemingly made of bone, done in the shape of a a face with inward-pointing horns. Its teeth are sharp and red spirals surround one eye, while the other is covered in several stitch-like bridges. I have continued my stay in Agartha. Gilgamesh's brood is far more courteous to the Mi-Go than Molech's. They have even granted me a home in their execution square, which leads to my next point. As I was dreaming of the red velvet plains of Shangri-La and the ebony cliffsides within, I was woke by the sounds of commotion outside. A humanoid being, about two Gks (human feet) tall was being dragged to the chopping block. His skin was like charcoal and covered in silver bones, with green scales around the shoulders and knees. He wore a robe around his legs and had two pauldrons made from Agarthan skulls. Most interesting was his mask, which seemed to be fused with his face. When I went down to interview him before his death, he simply said he was no "new species", he was "Rakshasa", before spitting at my nodule. Rude. He was given the standard punishment for insulting nobility and killing Agarthans, being fried alive to feed to the Great Olms. Smelled tasty. However, his mask resisted all attempts to fry, and I decided to keep it myself. I have drawn it above. It will add to my collection nicely. I hope to meet more "rakshasas" soon.Note 3: Obtu Hex The picture here is a circle full of jagged lines and symbols Draw a left pelm, and add three girzgats. Smoothly stroke a ybnes and splatter Olm Oils upon the previous left pelm, then add a right yurn, fill rest of remaining space with girzgats of choice. chant Ouhka'Un six times and one of Ishtar's handmaidens will appear before you, and grant you access to a lesser desire, at according price. I suggest bringing artifacts, or they make take your soul as their reward.
Man. I gotta wonder. Is the greyzone full of that many biters? I mean... what if there was a D165162147a before the myth I named myself after? I hope they weren't a dick...
*glitching effect, while still present, seems to lessen*
Might as well check this thing out...
*examines eye-ring inside machine while contemplating the complexities of existence* |
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Grigor Mortis
Kidney Stone Breeder
i want to get off mr. bones' wild ride
Posts: 2,272
Favorite Disease: The Boneshakes
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Post by Grigor Mortis on Mar 11, 2015 13:39:56 GMT
The notes are in an alien language, but you quickly discover how they work. They have detailed and almost depressing images, and the writer seems like a fevered madman... Note 1: Revaew's Advent The picture in the center of this page is a seven-headed dragon devouring the carcasses of a hart, a crane, an octopus, a human, a centipede, a hummingbird, and a snake. I have once again dreamt of the vast stirring sea of time, and the endless shapes within. To know of how many worlds I pass, how many worlds I create with my every moment, fills me with an inexplicable sadness. In this world I saw in my dreams, I was spoken to by a humanoid clad in red armor, But this was no human. Underneath his fanged helmet were two unblinking eyes, circular and full of a hollow purpose. There was no face underneath this helm, only the void and all horror it carried with. He said his name was Revaew and that he lead sixty legions of "Demons", things I thought archaic and limited to the simple-minded creations of the Crossbreed. What makes a demon? Is it anger, rage, pointy horns? I must find out. Find out. He spoke to me, saying that I had to ensure his master's creation. The creation of the seven-headed Dragon... What a terrible beast it could be. Could this be the chance to please both master Tiamat and mother Hecate? I must find out. Find out. Note 2: Mask of "Rakshasa" The picture is of a mask, seemingly made of bone, done in the shape of a a face with inward-pointing horns. Its teeth are sharp and red spirals surround one eye, while the other is covered in several stitch-like bridges. I have continued my stay in Agartha. Gilgamesh's brood is far more courteous to the Mi-Go than Molech's. They have even granted me a home in their execution square, which leads to my next point. As I was dreaming of the red velvet plains of Shangri-La and the ebony cliffsides within, I was woke by the sounds of commotion outside. A humanoid being, about two Gks (human feet) tall was being dragged to the chopping block. His skin was like charcoal and covered in silver bones, with green scales around the shoulders and knees. He wore a robe around his legs and had two pauldrons made from Agarthan skulls. Most interesting was his mask, which seemed to be fused with his face. When I went down to interview him before his death, he simply said he was no "new species", he was "Rakshasa", before spitting at my nodule. Rude. He was given the standard punishment for insulting nobility and killing Agarthans, being fried alive to feed to the Great Olms. Smelled tasty. However, his mask resisted all attempts to fry, and I decided to keep it myself. I have drawn it above. It will add to my collection nicely. I hope to meet more "rakshasas" soon.Note 3: Obtu Hex The picture here is a circle full of jagged lines and symbols Draw a left pelm, and add three girzgats. Smoothly stroke a ybnes and splatter Olm Oils upon the previous left pelm, then add a right yurn, fill rest of remaining space with girzgats of choice. chant Ouhka'Un six times and one of Ishtar's handmaidens will appear before you, and grant you access to a lesser desire, at according price. I suggest bringing artifacts, or they make take your soul as their reward.
Man. I gotta wonder. Is the greyzone full of that many biters? I mean... what if there was a D165162147a before the myth I named myself after? I hope they weren't a dick...
*glitching effect, while still present, seems to lessen*
Might as well check this thing out...
*examines eye-ring inside machine while contemplating the complexities of existence**All the eyes' pupils suddenly shrink, and the ring rigidly stops its motions. A gate opens in the center of the circle, red and misty white in coloration. Through the gates you can see and endless realm of red smoke, nine glistening suns, and mirror-like shards, floating through the air, which seem to show different places at different points of time... Many in the far future, which looks barren and desolate. You can see silhouettes in the distant smoke, which look sort of like massive barges with huge, wing-like sails. You can see one especially large shard, which seems cracked. It shows Awfultown.* |
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Post by Durga on Mar 12, 2015 0:47:46 GMT
Huh. *body 'texture' subtly begins glitching, giving the impression of z-fighting*
Man. I gotta wonder. Is the greyzone full of that many biters? I mean... what if there was a D165162147a before the myth I named myself after? I hope they weren't a dick...
*glitching effect, while still present, seems to lessen*
Might as well check this thing out...
*examines eye-ring inside machine while contemplating the complexities of existence* *All the eyes' pupils suddenly shrink, and the ring rigidly stops its motions. A gate opens in the center of the circle, red and misty white in coloration. Through the gates you can see and endless realm of red smoke, nine glistening suns, and mirror-like shards, floating through the air, which seem to show different places at different points of time... Many in the far future, which looks barren and desolate. You can see silhouettes in the distant smoke, which look sort of like massive barges with huge, wing-like sails. You can see one especially large shard, which seems cracked. It shows Awfultown.*
*examines awfultown shard* |
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