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Post by gobby gobberson on Mar 17, 2015 20:12:43 GMT
Not really... There was some weird place with naturally forming spires, made of some whitish material A large black orb with green veins going over it And a large obsidian figure, I felt a sense of dread looking at it The rest is too.... hazy Well, just rest for now. we'll figure it out later.
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Post by Xward on Mar 17, 2015 20:15:33 GMT
Thanks
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Post by gobby gobberson on Mar 17, 2015 20:17:14 GMT
Yer' welcome. have you been wanting to see anywhere or something?
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Post by Xward on Mar 17, 2015 20:24:23 GMT
not really...
We should probably find Lordo
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Post by gobby gobberson on Mar 17, 2015 20:28:06 GMT
not really... We should probably find Lordo im sure hes off somewhere, doing what he usually does. hes definitely safe...
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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 20, 2015 16:18:18 GMT
*The gate smashes open. The two new minions fall onto the ground. Blotman slowly rises up, seemingly entirely gaseous save for his clothes, while Pseudo-Gug simply utilizes its broken bones, taking on a new, birdlike stance.* <up up west zaarglewaap north east south.> Kay, let me just call Tang- Seine.*Grapefruit's head makes dialup noises.* <Great, thanks! You're doing a valuable service to your country!>*Curious attempts to fly north, right, southeast, widdershins, forward, down and inwards simultaneously.* *You find yourself teleported into a stone hallway. The walls drip with black ooze. There are giger-esque doors on both ends of the hallway. *Defensive stance* Lets see what you've got! *The two minions look at LOuis, puzzled.* *The creatures breaks out of the create, and shrieks. A cube appears around Durga, and then fades. The creature flies off into one of the shards.* SUUUCKER.-- Hell if I know. And I AM a friend. The friendliest around. I was just accosted by these ruffians. Aaaaaaaa Oh no I have been bamboozled boy is there egg on my face.
*immediately goes to check the other crates. should they be empty, examines the room*- Ok!
This one will be looking around if you need them, friend! (You got it!)
*The dialup noises stop, and grapefruit makes a variety of strangely parsed clicking noises.* -- *Nothing in the crates, save for one more tattered note.* *The leader of the group looks at Venvel. He at least seems humanoid, glad in a green robe, with a silver-plated mantle and black cape His robe is patterned with snake symbolism. On his head is a helmet, shaped like a cylinder, and engraved with several snakes and a snake ont he front, with what looks like snake tails dripping from a hole on top of the helm.* Who is this UNEBLIEVER that stands before us, servants of Ahriman? Here, int he hall of the Zigra, interrupting our ceremony!! What is your name? AAAAAAAA SORRY SORRY Errrr Ummm eeehhhh I didn't mean to interrupt...Anything....Really no idea what is going on sorry, sorry...Errr, I'm Everbound Venvel and if you want me to I'll try and...Leave. Sorry. You may leave the ceremony, cur. However, the Abyssal Scion will be interested in you. Go find her!
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Louis
Magboil Handler
Oh good a terrible death place.
Posts: 996
Favorite Disease: Bullet to the face syndrome
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Post by Louis on Mar 20, 2015 17:56:54 GMT
<Great, thanks! You're doing a valuable service to your country!>*Curious attempts to fly north, right, southeast, widdershins, forward, down and inwards simultaneously.* *You find yourself teleported into a stone hallway. The walls drip with black ooze. There are giger-esque doors on both ends of the hallway. *Defensive stance* Lets see what you've got! *The two minions look at LOuis, puzzled.* Aaaaaaaa Oh no I have been bamboozled boy is there egg on my face.
*immediately goes to check the other crates. should they be empty, examines the room*- Ok!
This one will be looking around if you need them, friend! (You got it!)
*The dialup noises stop, and grapefruit makes a variety of strangely parsed clicking noises.* -- *Nothing in the crates, save for one more tattered note.* AAAAAAAA SORRY SORRY Errrr Ummm eeehhhh I didn't mean to interrupt...Anything....Really no idea what is going on sorry, sorry...Errr, I'm Everbound Venvel and if you want me to I'll try and...Leave. Sorry. You may leave the ceremony, cur. However, the Abyssal Scion will be interested in you. Go find her!Erm...
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Dr. Caliginous, VII
Frequent Core Shifter
Tarnished silver is silver still
Posts: 1,228
Favorite Disease: A pox on both your houses
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Post by Dr. Caliginous, VII on Mar 20, 2015 21:22:03 GMT
<Great, thanks! You're doing a valuable service to your country!>*Curious attempts to fly north, right, southeast, widdershins, forward, down and inwards simultaneously.* *You find yourself teleported into a stone hallway. The walls drip with black ooze. There are giger-esque doors on both ends of the hallway. *Defensive stance* Lets see what you've got! *The two minions look at LOuis, puzzled.* Aaaaaaaa Oh no I have been bamboozled boy is there egg on my face.
*immediately goes to check the other crates. should they be empty, examines the room*- Ok!
This one will be looking around if you need them, friend! (You got it!)
*The dialup noises stop, and grapefruit makes a variety of strangely parsed clicking noises.* -- *Nothing in the crates, save for one more tattered note.* AAAAAAAA SORRY SORRY Errrr Ummm eeehhhh I didn't mean to interrupt...Anything....Really no idea what is going on sorry, sorry...Errr, I'm Everbound Venvel and if you want me to I'll try and...Leave. Sorry. You may leave the ceremony, cur. However, the Abyssal Scion will be interested in you. Go find her! Two doors, eh? Let's see...We always want to make forward progress, so we must go towards the front door. But the front door leads outside. So we need to go to the other door. But the other door would lead to the Other Mother, and Kaiser Wilhelm knows I don't need that. Not sure how and why he knows, but he knows. So the first door. But the first Doors were Morrison and Manzarek, and both those start with M, and that rhymes with N, and that stands for Nyarlathotep, and nobody likes that guy...Aha! Of course!*Curious searches for a spot equidistant from both doors, nods for a second, and walks directly into the wall headfirst.*
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Post by everboundvenvel on Mar 21, 2015 3:52:09 GMT
AAAAAAAA SORRY SORRY Errrr Ummm eeehhhh I didn't mean to interrupt...Anything....Really no idea what is going on sorry, sorry...Errr, I'm Everbound Venvel and if you want me to I'll try and...Leave. Sorry. You may leave the ceremony, cur. However, the Abyssal Scion will be interested in you. Go find her! Internal Monologue: Did I just...HEAR THAT!?Rage bunches up on top of Everbound's anxiety like rope biting into and splintering a worn-out pulley wheel. Her mind overwhelmed and reeling, the nodes of her notochord-like central mana collection flash and pulsate spasmodically like hell's own strobelights. It is all she can do to stifle a screech and dive rapidly to where she last saw Violet.
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Louis
Magboil Handler
Oh good a terrible death place.
Posts: 996
Favorite Disease: Bullet to the face syndrome
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Post by Louis on Mar 25, 2015 17:52:53 GMT
*You find yourself teleported into a stone hallway. The walls drip with black ooze. There are giger-esque doors on both ends of the hallway. *The two minions look at LOuis, puzzled.* (You got it!)
*The dialup noises stop, and grapefruit makes a variety of strangely parsed clicking noises.* -- *Nothing in the crates, save for one more tattered note.* You may leave the ceremony, cur. However, the Abyssal Scion will be interested in you. Go find her!Erm... Are you two about to fight me, or not?
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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 26, 2015 6:43:51 GMT
*You find yourself teleported into a stone hallway. The walls drip with black ooze. There are giger-esque doors on both ends of the hallway. *The two minions look at LOuis, puzzled.* (You got it!)
*The dialup noises stop, and grapefruit makes a variety of strangely parsed clicking noises.* -- *Nothing in the crates, save for one more tattered note.* You may leave the ceremony, cur. However, the Abyssal Scion will be interested in you. Go find her! Two doors, eh? Let's see...We always want to make forward progress, so we must go towards the front door. But the front door leads outside. So we need to go to the other door. But the other door would lead to the Other Mother, and Kaiser Wilhelm knows I don't need that. Not sure how and why he knows, but he knows. So the first door. But the first Doors were Morrison and Manzarek, and both those start with M, and that rhymes with N, and that stands for Nyarlathotep, and nobody likes that guy...Aha! Of course!*Curious searches for a spot equidistant from both doors, nods for a second, and walks directly into the wall headfirst.* *As you crawl through the black muck, you see an outline. It is vaguely humanoid, with a muscular torso, with a variety of alien and curved muscles, defined by how in between them tv static leaks into this reality, dripping on the floor and taking on a variety of shapes. Its legs are digitigrade, the front of the foot ending in two spikes which firmly plant into the ground, and the back ending in long tentacles, with a mosquito-like proboscis attached to the end. Emerging where arms would be are six tentacles each, which end in round, Pac Man-ish heads, with cookie cutter mouths and piercing white eyes. Long tongues emerge and lick their jagged jaws while they stare at Curious. IT has a tail emerging from its seeming backbone, plated, jagged, and veiny, looking somewhat like a very long and fat centipede. At the very end of the tail is a glowing white light, made up of brazen spirals.* *The most striking aspect of this being is its head. Which is long and pulsating with blue liquids. It is split vertically down the middle, and opens now and them, revealing jagged teeth and a white void at the very back of the throat. It has eight eyes, four on each side of its head. They are made up of multiple overlapping circles, each in different colors, and constantly change in tint. In the smallest and centermost circle is a small, five-pointed star shape. The two eyes on top look at curious, while the others look around.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=gdQ_KwiLjPA*The creature speaks* Which one is this. I smell it. Sweet and soft.
You appear to me. From far away. How you deny the senses. Explain.You may leave the ceremony, cur. However, the Abyssal Scion will be interested in you. Go find her! Internal Monologue: Did I just...HEAR THAT!?Rage bunches up on top of Everbound's anxiety like rope biting into and splintering a worn-out pulley wheel. Her mind overwhelmed and reeling, the nodes of her notochord-like central mana collection flash and pulsate spasmodically like hell's own strobelights. It is all she can do to stifle a screech and dive rapidly to where she last saw Violet.*Eventually you come across a well in the middle of the path. It is empty. Three hands emerge from the well, emaciated, gray, and covered in golden bubbles, with metal lines where veins would be. It is holding a mirror into the air. The mirror is shiny, but somewhat blurry in spots, and has a single large crack on the left side. The mirror is made from some blackish-grey material, with sparse green spots. It is intricately designed, int he style of spinal cords. At the top of the mirror is a bust of a humanoid face, feminine and with four eyes, each slit. Her hair is straight and long, and her jawline is split from ear to ear, and pointed, looking like, say, a beartrap, with no seeming teeth underneath. She has no nose. A hoarse, but somewhat suave voice croaks from the well.* Welcome, young traveler. What has brought you to my humble hole? Would you like to see the untold timelines? To take power, or maybe even a glimpse of your fate?Are you two about to fight me, or not? They're our minions, you USELESS cafone!
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Louis
Magboil Handler
Oh good a terrible death place.
Posts: 996
Favorite Disease: Bullet to the face syndrome
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Post by Louis on Mar 26, 2015 11:32:42 GMT
Two doors, eh? Let's see...We always want to make forward progress, so we must go towards the front door. But the front door leads outside. So we need to go to the other door. But the other door would lead to the Other Mother, and Kaiser Wilhelm knows I don't need that. Not sure how and why he knows, but he knows. So the first door. But the first Doors were Morrison and Manzarek, and both those start with M, and that rhymes with N, and that stands for Nyarlathotep, and nobody likes that guy...Aha! Of course!*Curious searches for a spot equidistant from both doors, nods for a second, and walks directly into the wall headfirst.* *As you crawl through the black muck, you see an outline. It is vaguely humanoid, with a muscular torso, with a variety of alien and curved muscles, defined by how in between them tv static leaks into this reality, dripping on the floor and taking on a variety of shapes. Its legs are digitigrade, the front of the foot ending in two spikes which firmly plant into the ground, and the back ending in long tentacles, with a mosquito-like proboscis attached to the end. Emerging where arms would be are six tentacles each, which end in round, Pac Man-ish heads, with cookie cutter mouths and piercing white eyes. Long tongues emerge and lick their jagged jaws while they stare at Curious. IT has a tail emerging from its seeming backbone, plated, jagged, and veiny, looking somewhat like a very long and fat centipede. At the very end of the tail is a glowing white light, made up of brazen spirals.* *The most striking aspect of this being is its head. Which is long and pulsating with blue liquids. It is split vertically down the middle, and opens now and them, revealing jagged teeth and a white void at the very back of the throat. It has eight eyes, four on each side of its head. They are made up of multiple overlapping circles, each in different colors, and constantly change in tint. In the smallest and centermost circle is a small, five-pointed star shape. The two eyes on top look at curious, while the others look around.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=gdQ_KwiLjPA*The creature speaks* Which one is this. I smell it. Sweet and soft.
You appear to me. From far away. How you deny the senses. Explain.Internal Monologue: Did I just...HEAR THAT!?Rage bunches up on top of Everbound's anxiety like rope biting into and splintering a worn-out pulley wheel. Her mind overwhelmed and reeling, the nodes of her notochord-like central mana collection flash and pulsate spasmodically like hell's own strobelights. It is all she can do to stifle a screech and dive rapidly to where she last saw Violet. *Eventually you come across a well in the middle of the path. It is empty. Three hands emerge from the well, emaciated, gray, and covered in golden bubbles, with metal lines where veins would be. It is holding a mirror into the air. The mirror is shiny, but somewhat blurry in spots, and has a single large crack on the left side. The mirror is made from some blackish-grey material, with sparse green spots. It is intricately designed, int he style of spinal cords. At the top of the mirror is a bust of a humanoid face, feminine and with four eyes, each slit. Her hair is straight and long, and her jawline is split from ear to ear, and pointed, looking like, say, a beartrap, with no seeming teeth underneath. She has no nose. A hoarse, but somewhat suave voice croaks from the well.* Welcome, young traveler. What has brought you to my humble hole? Would you like to see the untold timelines? To take power, or maybe even a glimpse of your fate?Are you two about to fight me, or not? They're our minions, you USELESS cafone!*Long, Tired sigh* Well. We should go kill shit now. *Walks through the gates*
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Post by High-Heeled Spider Crab on Mar 26, 2015 12:03:26 GMT
*As you crawl through the black muck, you see an outline. It is vaguely humanoid, with a muscular torso, with a variety of alien and curved muscles, defined by how in between them tv static leaks into this reality, dripping on the floor and taking on a variety of shapes. Its legs are digitigrade, the front of the foot ending in two spikes which firmly plant into the ground, and the back ending in long tentacles, with a mosquito-like proboscis attached to the end. Emerging where arms would be are six tentacles each, which end in round, Pac Man-ish heads, with cookie cutter mouths and piercing white eyes. Long tongues emerge and lick their jagged jaws while they stare at Curious. IT has a tail emerging from its seeming backbone, plated, jagged, and veiny, looking somewhat like a very long and fat centipede. At the very end of the tail is a glowing white light, made up of brazen spirals.* *The most striking aspect of this being is its head. Which is long and pulsating with blue liquids. It is split vertically down the middle, and opens now and them, revealing jagged teeth and a white void at the very back of the throat. It has eight eyes, four on each side of its head. They are made up of multiple overlapping circles, each in different colors, and constantly change in tint. In the smallest and centermost circle is a small, five-pointed star shape. The two eyes on top look at curious, while the others look around.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=gdQ_KwiLjPA*The creature speaks* Which one is this. I smell it. Sweet and soft.
You appear to me. From far away. How you deny the senses. Explain.*Eventually you come across a well in the middle of the path. It is empty. Three hands emerge from the well, emaciated, gray, and covered in golden bubbles, with metal lines where veins would be. It is holding a mirror into the air. The mirror is shiny, but somewhat blurry in spots, and has a single large crack on the left side. The mirror is made from some blackish-grey material, with sparse green spots. It is intricately designed, int he style of spinal cords. At the top of the mirror is a bust of a humanoid face, feminine and with four eyes, each slit. Her hair is straight and long, and her jawline is split from ear to ear, and pointed, looking like, say, a beartrap, with no seeming teeth underneath. She has no nose. A hoarse, but somewhat suave voice croaks from the well.* Welcome, young traveler. What has brought you to my humble hole? Would you like to see the untold timelines? To take power, or maybe even a glimpse of your fate?They're our minions, you USELESS cafone!*Long, Tired sigh* Well. We should go kill shit now. *Walks through the gates* Ohohoho~! Oh, Louis, you idiot. *Follows along behind Louis with a prissy little mincing Spider-Gait, managing to look dignified and ridiculous at the same time.*
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Dr. Caliginous, VII
Frequent Core Shifter
Tarnished silver is silver still
Posts: 1,228
Favorite Disease: A pox on both your houses
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Post by Dr. Caliginous, VII on Mar 26, 2015 16:07:06 GMT
Two doors, eh? Let's see...We always want to make forward progress, so we must go towards the front door. But the front door leads outside. So we need to go to the other door. But the other door would lead to the Other Mother, and Kaiser Wilhelm knows I don't need that. Not sure how and why he knows, but he knows. So the first door. But the first Doors were Morrison and Manzarek, and both those start with M, and that rhymes with N, and that stands for Nyarlathotep, and nobody likes that guy...Aha! Of course!*Curious searches for a spot equidistant from both doors, nods for a second, and walks directly into the wall headfirst.* *As you crawl through the black muck, you see an outline. It is vaguely humanoid, with a muscular torso, with a variety of alien and curved muscles, defined by how in between them tv static leaks into this reality, dripping on the floor and taking on a variety of shapes. Its legs are digitigrade, the front of the foot ending in two spikes which firmly plant into the ground, and the back ending in long tentacles, with a mosquito-like proboscis attached to the end. Emerging where arms would be are six tentacles each, which end in round, Pac Man-ish heads, with cookie cutter mouths and piercing white eyes. Long tongues emerge and lick their jagged jaws while they stare at Curious. IT has a tail emerging from its seeming backbone, plated, jagged, and veiny, looking somewhat like a very long and fat centipede. At the very end of the tail is a glowing white light, made up of brazen spirals.* *The most striking aspect of this being is its head. Which is long and pulsating with blue liquids. It is split vertically down the middle, and opens now and them, revealing jagged teeth and a white void at the very back of the throat. It has eight eyes, four on each side of its head. They are made up of multiple overlapping circles, each in different colors, and constantly change in tint. In the smallest and centermost circle is a small, five-pointed star shape. The two eyes on top look at curious, while the others look around.* www.youtube.com/watch?v=gdQ_KwiLjPA*The creature speaks* Which one is this. I smell it. Sweet and soft.
You appear to me. From far away. How you deny the senses. Explain.Internal Monologue: Did I just...HEAR THAT!?Rage bunches up on top of Everbound's anxiety like rope biting into and splintering a worn-out pulley wheel. Her mind overwhelmed and reeling, the nodes of her notochord-like central mana collection flash and pulsate spasmodically like hell's own strobelights. It is all she can do to stifle a screech and dive rapidly to where she last saw Violet. *Eventually you come across a well in the middle of the path. It is empty. Three hands emerge from the well, emaciated, gray, and covered in golden bubbles, with metal lines where veins would be. It is holding a mirror into the air. The mirror is shiny, but somewhat blurry in spots, and has a single large crack on the left side. The mirror is made from some blackish-grey material, with sparse green spots. It is intricately designed, int he style of spinal cords. At the top of the mirror is a bust of a humanoid face, feminine and with four eyes, each slit. Her hair is straight and long, and her jawline is split from ear to ear, and pointed, looking like, say, a beartrap, with no seeming teeth underneath. She has no nose. A hoarse, but somewhat suave voice croaks from the well.* Welcome, young traveler. What has brought you to my humble hole? Would you like to see the untold timelines? To take power, or maybe even a glimpse of your fate?Are you two about to fight me, or not? They're our minions, you USELESS cafone! That's... difficult to answer, sir. Ma'am? Thingamabob. I suppose your difficulties may stem from the fact that I'm not really supposed to be here? It's complicated. Are you familiar with quantum mechanics? I'm certainly not. From what I do understand of them, though, every time something could happen in multiple different ways, reality splits in to a number of different pathways where each one of them happens. And I originally came from one of those that isn't this one. Only some chaos god made it so that there was only one of me, across all of these quantum divergences? I dunno. And now I'm here! Mostly consistently! It could also be the fact that my conceptual being or something like that was altered by that relaxing sauna of condensed infrared light that revealed the secrets of the universe to me. Do excuse me, I'm rambling. Do you know the way to the Luau? I'm trying to find a squid to kill it.
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Louis
Magboil Handler
Oh good a terrible death place.
Posts: 996
Favorite Disease: Bullet to the face syndrome
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Post by Louis on Mar 27, 2015 11:40:34 GMT
*Long, Tired sigh* Well. We should go kill shit now. *Walks through the gates* Ohohoho~! Oh, Louis, you idiot. *Follows along behind Louis with a prissy little mincing Spider-Gait, managing to look dignified and ridiculous at the same time.**Small frown* Lets see what's inside of this place...
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