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@amethyst-acolyte
đź”® It's not my time yet, but here I am đź”®
Shamed. Disgraced. Ruined by someone I once loved... Why me? What did I do to deserve this suffering? I trusted you... And you betrayed me! But... Why do I still love you?
⋆â’˚｡⋆ Rules -> Tsk... I suppose you could ask me lewd things. -> Kindness is a virtue they say, will you express some? -> Don't make me rid of you... -> I have business to attend to.
[ A small shuffle came from the shadows. Someone was around. ]
-@twofold-lifespans
-> The botanist was outside of the mansion at nighttime, something they were specifically told NOT to do, but Azure never really listened, did they? -> They were milling about, collecting dead plants and examining them with careful eyes. One tentacle twitched at the shuffle, drawing their attention away.
[ The brush of leaves against clothing and a couple of giggles was audible in the distance. Suddenly, a pair of hands moved to cover Azure’s eyes from behind, though they were kind enough not to obscure their vision completely. ]
“Guess who?”
[ Their face wasn’t visible, but a hint of a smile could be heard in that familiar voice. ]
"Times..." -> The witch let out a low, dry laughter, smile evident despite that fact. Their tentacles twitched, two of them looping back and around the cultist happily. "Did you follow me, my dear?"
“Yes I had.”
[ The cultist removed their palms from Azure’s eyes entirely, no longer veiling their sight. Two Time’s arms came to wrap around Azure’s midsection instead, pressing their forehead against the back of Azure’s shoulder. ]
“Does that discontent you?”
"No." -> The witch chuckles, low and raspy, their tentacles coiling just a little tighter before loosening, allowing themselves to simply rest against their lover's body. "I just know you'll get in trouble for being out here during the nighttime hours, nightshade." -> They shifted, their tentacles slipping away entirely as they turned to face the other, hugging the cultist against their chest. "But I'll keep you safe."
“Thank you. You have my utmost appreciation.”
[ They closed their eyes and rested contently in the arms of their lover, listening to the steady beat of his heart. ]
“I had just been wondering where my partner could have been. I figured he would go to a place like this one. What have you been up to, Azure?”
"Wondering." -> The creature repeated, their arms keeping the other close to their torso. Their tentacles twitched, the zipper on the taller's mouth rattling a little. "I feel restless. Sleep does not bring me the comfort it used to back in our old lives, in that old place we've long forgotten..." -> They tilt their head back, glowing eyes staring at the empty, empty sky. "There's this feeling. It's like a gut punch everytime it crops back up. And no matter what I do, I am unable to shake it."
"Ah?"
[ Two Time tilted their head back as well, looking above alongside Azure. No stars lingered in the black ink that was the sky above them. Two Time noticed that they didn't really seem to exist in the purgatory they resided in. ]
"Are you thinking of a bad omen, perhaps? Or is it something more than that?"
"No." -> They stated, closing their many eyes and letting out a low, deep sigh. Not of annoyance, not of anger, but of fear. "I..." -> They opened their eyes, staring down at their lover. Four brilliant, bright purple eyes lingering on the other's form before they spoke once more. "I fear what might happen to me if we are to ever leave this domain... If we are to ever be free." "Will I be free as well? Will I become what I used to be? Will I be stuck like this, in this body I hate?" -> Will they be dead?
[ A small shuffle came from the shadows. Someone was around. ]
-@twofold-lifespans
-> The botanist was outside of the mansion at nighttime, something they were specifically told NOT to do, but Azure never really listened, did they? -> They were milling about, collecting dead plants and examining them with careful eyes. One tentacle twitched at the shuffle, drawing their attention away.
[ The brush of leaves against clothing and a couple of giggles was audible in the distance. Suddenly, a pair of hands moved to cover Azure’s eyes from behind, though they were kind enough not to obscure their vision completely. ]
“Guess who?”
[ Their face wasn’t visible, but a hint of a smile could be heard in that familiar voice. ]
"Times..." -> The witch let out a low, dry laughter, smile evident despite that fact. Their tentacles twitched, two of them looping back and around the cultist happily. "Did you follow me, my dear?"
“Yes I had.”
[ The cultist removed their palms from Azure’s eyes entirely, no longer veiling their sight. Two Time’s arms came to wrap around Azure’s midsection instead, pressing their forehead against the back of Azure’s shoulder. ]
“Does that discontent you?”
"No." -> The witch chuckles, low and raspy, their tentacles coiling just a little tighter before loosening, allowing themselves to simply rest against their lover's body. "I just know you'll get in trouble for being out here during the nighttime hours, nightshade." -> They shifted, their tentacles slipping away entirely as they turned to face the other, hugging the cultist against their chest. "But I'll keep you safe."
“Thank you. You have my utmost appreciation.”
[ They closed their eyes and rested contently in the arms of their lover, listening to the steady beat of his heart. ]
“I had just been wondering where my partner could have been. I figured he would go to a place like this one. What have you been up to, Azure?”
"Wondering." -> The creature repeated, their arms keeping the other close to their torso. Their tentacles twitched, the zipper on the taller's mouth rattling a little. "I feel restless. Sleep does not bring me the comfort it used to back in our old lives, in that old place we've long forgotten..." -> They tilt their head back, glowing eyes staring at the empty, empty sky. "There's this feeling. It's like a gut punch everytime it crops back up. And no matter what I do, I am unable to shake it."
[ A small shuffle came from the shadows. Someone was around. ]
-@twofold-lifespans
-> The botanist was outside of the mansion at nighttime, something they were specifically told NOT to do, but Azure never really listened, did they? -> They were milling about, collecting dead plants and examining them with careful eyes. One tentacle twitched at the shuffle, drawing their attention away.
[ The brush of leaves against clothing and a couple of giggles was audible in the distance. Suddenly, a pair of hands moved to cover Azure’s eyes from behind, though they were kind enough not to obscure their vision completely. ]
“Guess who?”
[ Their face wasn’t visible, but a hint of a smile could be heard in that familiar voice. ]
"Times..." -> The witch let out a low, dry laughter, smile evident despite that fact. Their tentacles twitched, two of them looping back and around the cultist happily. "Did you follow me, my dear?"
“Yes I had.”
[ The cultist removed their palms from Azure’s eyes entirely, no longer veiling their sight. Two Time’s arms came to wrap around Azure’s midsection instead, pressing their forehead against the back of Azure’s shoulder. ]
“Does that discontent you?”
"No." -> The witch chuckles, low and raspy, their tentacles coiling just a little tighter before loosening, allowing themselves to simply rest against their lover's body. "I just know you'll get in trouble for being out here during the nighttime hours, nightshade." -> They shifted, their tentacles slipping away entirely as they turned to face the other, hugging the cultist against their chest. "But I'll keep you safe."
[ A small shuffle came from the shadows. Someone was around. ]
-@twofold-lifespans
-> The botanist was outside of the mansion at nighttime, something they were specifically told NOT to do, but Azure never really listened, did they? -> They were milling about, collecting dead plants and examining them with careful eyes. One tentacle twitched at the shuffle, drawing their attention away.
[ The brush of leaves against clothing and a couple of giggles was audible in the distance. Suddenly, a pair of hands moved to cover Azure’s eyes from behind, though they were kind enough not to obscure their vision completely. ]
“Guess who?”
[ Their face wasn’t visible, but a hint of a smile could be heard in that familiar voice. ]
"Times..." -> The witch let out a low, dry laughter, smile evident despite that fact. Their tentacles twitched, two of them looping back and around the cultist happily. "Did you follow me, my dear?"
[ A small shuffle came from the shadows. Someone was around. ]
-@twofold-lifespans
-> The botanist was outside of the mansion at nighttime, something they were specifically told NOT to do, but Azure never really listened, did they? -> They were milling about, collecting dead plants and examining them with careful eyes. One tentacle twitched at the shuffle, drawing their attention away.
This blog is. So fucking dead omg. HEYYYYY I WANNA RP AS AZURE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WHERE THE TWO TIMES AAAAAAT </3
what does you think of the pumkin man? (dusekkar)
"Tolerable."
Luke followed the path, wings twitching anxiously. He didn’t know where he was or what to do. How he even got here even! All he could do was walk.
@sticks-and-disasters
-> Of corpses and carnations. -> Something, maybe someone, could be seen in the distance. A tall figure dressed in darks, a witch's hat with an odd smile cut into it and... Tentacles? -> Oh god, was that one of the killers the admin was warned about?
Luke decided to play safe and hide behind a tree, watching the figure and tucking in his wings. He felt on edge but wasn’t going to show it…
-> The figure was hunched over slightly, one of their long arms stretched out and grabbing what seemed to be dead flowers, darkened claws running over old petals. -> The figure hadn't taken notice of the admin, which was... Most likely a good thing!
Luke looked around and back at the killer before trying to sneak away, but his talons betrayed him when they crunched the leaves. Great.
"Show yourself." -> The witch stood at their full height, a slight hiss to their face as they spun around towards the noise, tentacles curling outwards to look threatening. "Don't make me find you myself..."
Luke was standing there, frozen in place. Like a deer in headlights…or a plant. His feathers were on end and wing spread a little. Maybe to seem more threatening.
“Didn’t mean to startle you…”
-> The witch narrowed their four eyes before slowly moving closer, pointing a clawed finger towards the admin. "Speak who you are, stranger." -> Their tongue was sharp, their eyes were sharper. They clearly don't trust this mysterious figure.
“Luke. StickMasterLuke. I’m an admin. I don’t know how I got here…”
He raised his hands, wings spreading out like they were copying them. The face under his hood scrunched up in worry.
"....." -> The witch lowered their arm, allowing it to dangle at their side. Within the other hand was dried, slightly wilted looking flowers. "Another one." -> What?
“Another one?…”
Luke stood there for a moment thinking to himself. What could this thing mean? Other admins…wait…everyone that went missing..here!?
“All the missing admins…you know where they are!?”
"All of you admins are down here... This- This does not speak good for the state of Robloxia. Even your boss, Roblox themselves, is down here as well..." -> The witch pinches the bridge of their nose, exhaling loudly. "The... Main safehouse is too full. Surely someone has told you about that, no?"
“I was handed a map and told nothing else”
He pulled out the map and took a better look at it. He maybe a little confused. He may know plants but it’s hard to tell some of them apart. He may have been going in circles!
"Let me see that." -> The witch approaches and takes the map from the nature admin, holding it up and squinting slightly with a click of their tongue. Their eyes scanned it carefully. "Ah yes... There's a couple safehouses." "The mansion within Yorick's is the main one, but unfortunately it's full. Then there's that little convenience store... Can't say they'll be too welcoming..." "The pizzeria is one too... Really only two people reside there sometimes, so you could use that. And some old apartment complex that spawned recently... I don't like the inhabitants there." -> The witch pointed out to the various spots as they spoke, tracing the trails to them from where they were as they spoke.
“Doesn’t sound like either of them get a lot of sunlight….”
He flexed his wooden talons, looking down at them in worry. He’s barely gotten enough sunlight as is.
"The "sun" here isn't... Substantial in many ways. Neither is the "moon" really but we have to make do with what we have, what's given to us." "Because if we don't, some of the "luxuries" given to us could be ripped away. The god here is cruel and twisted, it enjoys messing with us."
“I see…”
He closed his hands, fisting them before looking back up at the witch.
“You seem to know a lot about plants, as do I….is the pizzeria really the best choice for a plant being like myself?”
"It doesn't matter what you are, treeborn." -> Oh! That's surely a name! "What matters is if you have the will to survive. The drive to live. Everyone was brought here because... They were killed, failed to survive in their past lives." -> They hold their arms, long and blacked with sharpened claws. "Do you have the drive to live? To fight for a second chance despite all the odds?"
Luke almost laughed. Of course he knew how to survive things. Ya know how many natural disasters he has gone through? He’s the champion of it after all!!
“Of course.”
He smiled under his hood, wings flapping a little.
"Do you realize the extent of your situation, treeborn?" -> The witch drew closer, narrowing their four eyes at the admin before theme. Jesus fuck, this witch sure was tall. Maybe a little too long. "Your tone... You do realize this is no game, correct? Your life, and the lives of others, are on the line here."
He backed up a bit, afraid of what the witch could do…his wings switched nervously…
“Well I’m pretty good at surviving natural disasters…a bunch of killers should be an easy feat…I just need some kind of protection…”
"They're people who can do that, yes, but you must learn how to survive in the event you're by yourself, treeborn. You won't always have someone by your side." "So truly... Are you prepared for what's to come? For what's in store for you? Because your little natural disasters are nothing compared to the devils that lie here..."
“I have confidence! I think that’s what matters! What lies here will not break me.”
He placed his hands on his hips and stood up straight. He was determined and wouldn’t let it fall.
"Keep your confidence leveled and your head above your heart. Survival instincts will get you far here, treeborn. You won't always have someone to rely on." "I'm fairly self-reliant myself... Although you shouldn't expect me to willingly aid you unless my beloved see you as someone to care for."
“Then I must find teammates. Where do you suggest I go?”
He tilted his head. He trusted Azure to bring him to a place that is safe for him or at least show him the way.
"All of the marks on this map are safehouses. All of them hold other survivors within them like I had explained earlier. Unless you're somehow deaf." -> They sneered a little, rolling up the map and holding it back out to the admin. "The main safehouse within Yorick's is too full."
Luke followed the path, wings twitching anxiously. He didn’t know where he was or what to do. How he even got here even! All he could do was walk.
@sticks-and-disasters
-> Of corpses and carnations. -> Something, maybe someone, could be seen in the distance. A tall figure dressed in darks, a witch's hat with an odd smile cut into it and... Tentacles? -> Oh god, was that one of the killers the admin was warned about?
Luke decided to play safe and hide behind a tree, watching the figure and tucking in his wings. He felt on edge but wasn’t going to show it…
-> The figure was hunched over slightly, one of their long arms stretched out and grabbing what seemed to be dead flowers, darkened claws running over old petals. -> The figure hadn't taken notice of the admin, which was... Most likely a good thing!
Luke looked around and back at the killer before trying to sneak away, but his talons betrayed him when they crunched the leaves. Great.
"Show yourself." -> The witch stood at their full height, a slight hiss to their face as they spun around towards the noise, tentacles curling outwards to look threatening. "Don't make me find you myself..."
Luke was standing there, frozen in place. Like a deer in headlights…or a plant. His feathers were on end and wing spread a little. Maybe to seem more threatening.
“Didn’t mean to startle you…”
-> The witch narrowed their four eyes before slowly moving closer, pointing a clawed finger towards the admin. "Speak who you are, stranger." -> Their tongue was sharp, their eyes were sharper. They clearly don't trust this mysterious figure.
“Luke. StickMasterLuke. I’m an admin. I don’t know how I got here…”
He raised his hands, wings spreading out like they were copying them. The face under his hood scrunched up in worry.
"....." -> The witch lowered their arm, allowing it to dangle at their side. Within the other hand was dried, slightly wilted looking flowers. "Another one." -> What?
“Another one?…”
Luke stood there for a moment thinking to himself. What could this thing mean? Other admins…wait…everyone that went missing..here!?
“All the missing admins…you know where they are!?”
"All of you admins are down here... This- This does not speak good for the state of Robloxia. Even your boss, Roblox themselves, is down here as well..." -> The witch pinches the bridge of their nose, exhaling loudly. "The... Main safehouse is too full. Surely someone has told you about that, no?"
“I was handed a map and told nothing else”
He pulled out the map and took a better look at it. He maybe a little confused. He may know plants but it’s hard to tell some of them apart. He may have been going in circles!
"Let me see that." -> The witch approaches and takes the map from the nature admin, holding it up and squinting slightly with a click of their tongue. Their eyes scanned it carefully. "Ah yes... There's a couple safehouses." "The mansion within Yorick's is the main one, but unfortunately it's full. Then there's that little convenience store... Can't say they'll be too welcoming..." "The pizzeria is one too... Really only two people reside there sometimes, so you could use that. And some old apartment complex that spawned recently... I don't like the inhabitants there." -> The witch pointed out to the various spots as they spoke, tracing the trails to them from where they were as they spoke.
“Doesn’t sound like either of them get a lot of sunlight….”
He flexed his wooden talons, looking down at them in worry. He’s barely gotten enough sunlight as is.
"The "sun" here isn't... Substantial in many ways. Neither is the "moon" really but we have to make do with what we have, what's given to us." "Because if we don't, some of the "luxuries" given to us could be ripped away. The god here is cruel and twisted, it enjoys messing with us."
“I see…”
He closed his hands, fisting them before looking back up at the witch.
“You seem to know a lot about plants, as do I….is the pizzeria really the best choice for a plant being like myself?”
"It doesn't matter what you are, treeborn." -> Oh! That's surely a name! "What matters is if you have the will to survive. The drive to live. Everyone was brought here because... They were killed, failed to survive in their past lives." -> They hold their arms, long and blacked with sharpened claws. "Do you have the drive to live? To fight for a second chance despite all the odds?"
Luke almost laughed. Of course he knew how to survive things. Ya know how many natural disasters he has gone through? He’s the champion of it after all!!
“Of course.”
He smiled under his hood, wings flapping a little.
"Do you realize the extent of your situation, treeborn?" -> The witch drew closer, narrowing their four eyes at the admin before theme. Jesus fuck, this witch sure was tall. Maybe a little too long. "Your tone... You do realize this is no game, correct? Your life, and the lives of others, are on the line here."
He backed up a bit, afraid of what the witch could do…his wings switched nervously…
“Well I’m pretty good at surviving natural disasters…a bunch of killers should be an easy feat…I just need some kind of protection…”
"They're people who can do that, yes, but you must learn how to survive in the event you're by yourself, treeborn. You won't always have someone by your side." "So truly... Are you prepared for what's to come? For what's in store for you? Because your little natural disasters are nothing compared to the devils that lie here..."
“I have confidence! I think that’s what matters! What lies here will not break me.”
He placed his hands on his hips and stood up straight. He was determined and wouldn’t let it fall.
"Keep your confidence leveled and your head above your heart. Survival instincts will get you far here, treeborn. You won't always have someone to rely on." "I'm fairly self-reliant myself... Although you shouldn't expect me to willingly aid you unless my beloved see you as someone to care for."
Luke followed the path, wings twitching anxiously. He didn’t know where he was or what to do. How he even got here even! All he could do was walk.
@sticks-and-disasters
-> Of corpses and carnations. -> Something, maybe someone, could be seen in the distance. A tall figure dressed in darks, a witch's hat with an odd smile cut into it and... Tentacles? -> Oh god, was that one of the killers the admin was warned about?
Luke decided to play safe and hide behind a tree, watching the figure and tucking in his wings. He felt on edge but wasn’t going to show it…
-> The figure was hunched over slightly, one of their long arms stretched out and grabbing what seemed to be dead flowers, darkened claws running over old petals. -> The figure hadn't taken notice of the admin, which was... Most likely a good thing!
Luke looked around and back at the killer before trying to sneak away, but his talons betrayed him when they crunched the leaves. Great.
"Show yourself." -> The witch stood at their full height, a slight hiss to their face as they spun around towards the noise, tentacles curling outwards to look threatening. "Don't make me find you myself..."
Luke was standing there, frozen in place. Like a deer in headlights…or a plant. His feathers were on end and wing spread a little. Maybe to seem more threatening.
“Didn’t mean to startle you…”
-> The witch narrowed their four eyes before slowly moving closer, pointing a clawed finger towards the admin. "Speak who you are, stranger." -> Their tongue was sharp, their eyes were sharper. They clearly don't trust this mysterious figure.
“Luke. StickMasterLuke. I’m an admin. I don’t know how I got here…”
He raised his hands, wings spreading out like they were copying them. The face under his hood scrunched up in worry.
"....." -> The witch lowered their arm, allowing it to dangle at their side. Within the other hand was dried, slightly wilted looking flowers. "Another one." -> What?
“Another one?…”
Luke stood there for a moment thinking to himself. What could this thing mean? Other admins…wait…everyone that went missing..here!?
“All the missing admins…you know where they are!?”
"All of you admins are down here... This- This does not speak good for the state of Robloxia. Even your boss, Roblox themselves, is down here as well..." -> The witch pinches the bridge of their nose, exhaling loudly. "The... Main safehouse is too full. Surely someone has told you about that, no?"
“I was handed a map and told nothing else”
He pulled out the map and took a better look at it. He maybe a little confused. He may know plants but it’s hard to tell some of them apart. He may have been going in circles!
"Let me see that." -> The witch approaches and takes the map from the nature admin, holding it up and squinting slightly with a click of their tongue. Their eyes scanned it carefully. "Ah yes... There's a couple safehouses." "The mansion within Yorick's is the main one, but unfortunately it's full. Then there's that little convenience store... Can't say they'll be too welcoming..." "The pizzeria is one too... Really only two people reside there sometimes, so you could use that. And some old apartment complex that spawned recently... I don't like the inhabitants there." -> The witch pointed out to the various spots as they spoke, tracing the trails to them from where they were as they spoke.
“Doesn’t sound like either of them get a lot of sunlight….”
He flexed his wooden talons, looking down at them in worry. He’s barely gotten enough sunlight as is.
"The "sun" here isn't... Substantial in many ways. Neither is the "moon" really but we have to make do with what we have, what's given to us." "Because if we don't, some of the "luxuries" given to us could be ripped away. The god here is cruel and twisted, it enjoys messing with us."
“I see…”
He closed his hands, fisting them before looking back up at the witch.
“You seem to know a lot about plants, as do I….is the pizzeria really the best choice for a plant being like myself?”
"It doesn't matter what you are, treeborn." -> Oh! That's surely a name! "What matters is if you have the will to survive. The drive to live. Everyone was brought here because... They were killed, failed to survive in their past lives." -> They hold their arms, long and blacked with sharpened claws. "Do you have the drive to live? To fight for a second chance despite all the odds?"
Luke almost laughed. Of course he knew how to survive things. Ya know how many natural disasters he has gone through? He’s the champion of it after all!!
“Of course.”
He smiled under his hood, wings flapping a little.
"Do you realize the extent of your situation, treeborn?" -> The witch drew closer, narrowing their four eyes at the admin before theme. Jesus fuck, this witch sure was tall. Maybe a little too long. "Your tone... You do realize this is no game, correct? Your life, and the lives of others, are on the line here."
He backed up a bit, afraid of what the witch could do…his wings switched nervously…
“Well I’m pretty good at surviving natural disasters…a bunch of killers should be an easy feat…I just need some kind of protection…”
"They're people who can do that, yes, but you must learn how to survive in the event you're by yourself, treeborn. You won't always have someone by your side." "So truly... Are you prepared for what's to come? For what's in store for you? Because your little natural disasters are nothing compared to the devils that lie here..."
Mod. Mod! Noli Tomorrow Mod! July 11th!! ITS REAL!!
I'm aware I won't be there for him to be released bc Roblox hates me apparently </3
Luke followed the path, wings twitching anxiously. He didn’t know where he was or what to do. How he even got here even! All he could do was walk.
@sticks-and-disasters
-> Of corpses and carnations. -> Something, maybe someone, could be seen in the distance. A tall figure dressed in darks, a witch's hat with an odd smile cut into it and... Tentacles? -> Oh god, was that one of the killers the admin was warned about?
Luke decided to play safe and hide behind a tree, watching the figure and tucking in his wings. He felt on edge but wasn’t going to show it…
-> The figure was hunched over slightly, one of their long arms stretched out and grabbing what seemed to be dead flowers, darkened claws running over old petals. -> The figure hadn't taken notice of the admin, which was... Most likely a good thing!
Luke looked around and back at the killer before trying to sneak away, but his talons betrayed him when they crunched the leaves. Great.
"Show yourself." -> The witch stood at their full height, a slight hiss to their face as they spun around towards the noise, tentacles curling outwards to look threatening. "Don't make me find you myself..."
Luke was standing there, frozen in place. Like a deer in headlights…or a plant. His feathers were on end and wing spread a little. Maybe to seem more threatening.
“Didn’t mean to startle you…”
-> The witch narrowed their four eyes before slowly moving closer, pointing a clawed finger towards the admin. "Speak who you are, stranger." -> Their tongue was sharp, their eyes were sharper. They clearly don't trust this mysterious figure.
“Luke. StickMasterLuke. I’m an admin. I don’t know how I got here…”
He raised his hands, wings spreading out like they were copying them. The face under his hood scrunched up in worry.
"....." -> The witch lowered their arm, allowing it to dangle at their side. Within the other hand was dried, slightly wilted looking flowers. "Another one." -> What?
“Another one?…”
Luke stood there for a moment thinking to himself. What could this thing mean? Other admins…wait…everyone that went missing..here!?
“All the missing admins…you know where they are!?”
"All of you admins are down here... This- This does not speak good for the state of Robloxia. Even your boss, Roblox themselves, is down here as well..." -> The witch pinches the bridge of their nose, exhaling loudly. "The... Main safehouse is too full. Surely someone has told you about that, no?"
“I was handed a map and told nothing else”
He pulled out the map and took a better look at it. He maybe a little confused. He may know plants but it’s hard to tell some of them apart. He may have been going in circles!
"Let me see that." -> The witch approaches and takes the map from the nature admin, holding it up and squinting slightly with a click of their tongue. Their eyes scanned it carefully. "Ah yes... There's a couple safehouses." "The mansion within Yorick's is the main one, but unfortunately it's full. Then there's that little convenience store... Can't say they'll be too welcoming..." "The pizzeria is one too... Really only two people reside there sometimes, so you could use that. And some old apartment complex that spawned recently... I don't like the inhabitants there." -> The witch pointed out to the various spots as they spoke, tracing the trails to them from where they were as they spoke.
“Doesn’t sound like either of them get a lot of sunlight….”
He flexed his wooden talons, looking down at them in worry. He’s barely gotten enough sunlight as is.
"The "sun" here isn't... Substantial in many ways. Neither is the "moon" really but we have to make do with what we have, what's given to us." "Because if we don't, some of the "luxuries" given to us could be ripped away. The god here is cruel and twisted, it enjoys messing with us."
“I see…”
He closed his hands, fisting them before looking back up at the witch.
“You seem to know a lot about plants, as do I….is the pizzeria really the best choice for a plant being like myself?”
"It doesn't matter what you are, treeborn." -> Oh! That's surely a name! "What matters is if you have the will to survive. The drive to live. Everyone was brought here because... They were killed, failed to survive in their past lives." -> They hold their arms, long and blacked with sharpened claws. "Do you have the drive to live? To fight for a second chance despite all the odds?"
Luke almost laughed. Of course he knew how to survive things. Ya know how many natural disasters he has gone through? He’s the champion of it after all!!
“Of course.”
He smiled under his hood, wings flapping a little.
"Do you realize the extent of your situation, treeborn?" -> The witch drew closer, narrowing their four eyes at the admin before theme. Jesus fuck, this witch sure was tall. Maybe a little too long. "Your tone... You do realize this is no game, correct? Your life, and the lives of others, are on the line here."
Luke followed the path, wings twitching anxiously. He didn’t know where he was or what to do. How he even got here even! All he could do was walk.
@sticks-and-disasters
-> Of corpses and carnations. -> Something, maybe someone, could be seen in the distance. A tall figure dressed in darks, a witch's hat with an odd smile cut into it and... Tentacles? -> Oh god, was that one of the killers the admin was warned about?
Luke decided to play safe and hide behind a tree, watching the figure and tucking in his wings. He felt on edge but wasn’t going to show it…
-> The figure was hunched over slightly, one of their long arms stretched out and grabbing what seemed to be dead flowers, darkened claws running over old petals. -> The figure hadn't taken notice of the admin, which was... Most likely a good thing!
Luke looked around and back at the killer before trying to sneak away, but his talons betrayed him when they crunched the leaves. Great.
"Show yourself." -> The witch stood at their full height, a slight hiss to their face as they spun around towards the noise, tentacles curling outwards to look threatening. "Don't make me find you myself..."
Luke was standing there, frozen in place. Like a deer in headlights…or a plant. His feathers were on end and wing spread a little. Maybe to seem more threatening.
“Didn’t mean to startle you…”
-> The witch narrowed their four eyes before slowly moving closer, pointing a clawed finger towards the admin. "Speak who you are, stranger." -> Their tongue was sharp, their eyes were sharper. They clearly don't trust this mysterious figure.
“Luke. StickMasterLuke. I’m an admin. I don’t know how I got here…”
He raised his hands, wings spreading out like they were copying them. The face under his hood scrunched up in worry.
"....." -> The witch lowered their arm, allowing it to dangle at their side. Within the other hand was dried, slightly wilted looking flowers. "Another one." -> What?
“Another one?…”
Luke stood there for a moment thinking to himself. What could this thing mean? Other admins…wait…everyone that went missing..here!?
“All the missing admins…you know where they are!?”
"All of you admins are down here... This- This does not speak good for the state of Robloxia. Even your boss, Roblox themselves, is down here as well..." -> The witch pinches the bridge of their nose, exhaling loudly. "The... Main safehouse is too full. Surely someone has told you about that, no?"
“I was handed a map and told nothing else”
He pulled out the map and took a better look at it. He maybe a little confused. He may know plants but it’s hard to tell some of them apart. He may have been going in circles!
"Let me see that." -> The witch approaches and takes the map from the nature admin, holding it up and squinting slightly with a click of their tongue. Their eyes scanned it carefully. "Ah yes... There's a couple safehouses." "The mansion within Yorick's is the main one, but unfortunately it's full. Then there's that little convenience store... Can't say they'll be too welcoming..." "The pizzeria is one too... Really only two people reside there sometimes, so you could use that. And some old apartment complex that spawned recently... I don't like the inhabitants there." -> The witch pointed out to the various spots as they spoke, tracing the trails to them from where they were as they spoke.
“Doesn’t sound like either of them get a lot of sunlight….”
He flexed his wooden talons, looking down at them in worry. He’s barely gotten enough sunlight as is.
"The "sun" here isn't... Substantial in many ways. Neither is the "moon" really but we have to make do with what we have, what's given to us." "Because if we don't, some of the "luxuries" given to us could be ripped away. The god here is cruel and twisted, it enjoys messing with us."
“I see…”
He closed his hands, fisting them before looking back up at the witch.
“You seem to know a lot about plants, as do I….is the pizzeria really the best choice for a plant being like myself?”
"It doesn't matter what you are, treeborn." -> Oh! That's surely a name! "What matters is if you have the will to survive. The drive to live. Everyone was brought here because... They were killed, failed to survive in their past lives." -> They hold their arms, long and blacked with sharpened claws. "Do you have the drive to live? To fight for a second chance despite all the odds?"
Luke followed the path, wings twitching anxiously. He didn’t know where he was or what to do. How he even got here even! All he could do was walk.
@sticks-and-disasters
-> Of corpses and carnations. -> Something, maybe someone, could be seen in the distance. A tall figure dressed in darks, a witch's hat with an odd smile cut into it and... Tentacles? -> Oh god, was that one of the killers the admin was warned about?
Luke decided to play safe and hide behind a tree, watching the figure and tucking in his wings. He felt on edge but wasn’t going to show it…
-> The figure was hunched over slightly, one of their long arms stretched out and grabbing what seemed to be dead flowers, darkened claws running over old petals. -> The figure hadn't taken notice of the admin, which was... Most likely a good thing!
Luke looked around and back at the killer before trying to sneak away, but his talons betrayed him when they crunched the leaves. Great.
"Show yourself." -> The witch stood at their full height, a slight hiss to their face as they spun around towards the noise, tentacles curling outwards to look threatening. "Don't make me find you myself..."
Luke was standing there, frozen in place. Like a deer in headlights…or a plant. His feathers were on end and wing spread a little. Maybe to seem more threatening.
“Didn’t mean to startle you…”
-> The witch narrowed their four eyes before slowly moving closer, pointing a clawed finger towards the admin. "Speak who you are, stranger." -> Their tongue was sharp, their eyes were sharper. They clearly don't trust this mysterious figure.
“Luke. StickMasterLuke. I’m an admin. I don’t know how I got here…”
He raised his hands, wings spreading out like they were copying them. The face under his hood scrunched up in worry.
"....." -> The witch lowered their arm, allowing it to dangle at their side. Within the other hand was dried, slightly wilted looking flowers. "Another one." -> What?
“Another one?…”
Luke stood there for a moment thinking to himself. What could this thing mean? Other admins…wait…everyone that went missing..here!?
“All the missing admins…you know where they are!?”
"All of you admins are down here... This- This does not speak good for the state of Robloxia. Even your boss, Roblox themselves, is down here as well..." -> The witch pinches the bridge of their nose, exhaling loudly. "The... Main safehouse is too full. Surely someone has told you about that, no?"
“I was handed a map and told nothing else”
He pulled out the map and took a better look at it. He maybe a little confused. He may know plants but it’s hard to tell some of them apart. He may have been going in circles!
"Let me see that." -> The witch approaches and takes the map from the nature admin, holding it up and squinting slightly with a click of their tongue. Their eyes scanned it carefully. "Ah yes... There's a couple safehouses." "The mansion within Yorick's is the main one, but unfortunately it's full. Then there's that little convenience store... Can't say they'll be too welcoming..." "The pizzeria is one too... Really only two people reside there sometimes, so you could use that. And some old apartment complex that spawned recently... I don't like the inhabitants there." -> The witch pointed out to the various spots as they spoke, tracing the trails to them from where they were as they spoke.
“Doesn’t sound like either of them get a lot of sunlight….”
He flexed his wooden talons, looking down at them in worry. He’s barely gotten enough sunlight as is.
"The "sun" here isn't... Substantial in many ways. Neither is the "moon" really but we have to make do with what we have, what's given to us." "Because if we don't, some of the "luxuries" given to us could be ripped away. The god here is cruel and twisted, it enjoys messing with us."
Luke followed the path, wings twitching anxiously. He didn’t know where he was or what to do. How he even got here even! All he could do was walk.
@sticks-and-disasters
-> Of corpses and carnations. -> Something, maybe someone, could be seen in the distance. A tall figure dressed in darks, a witch's hat with an odd smile cut into it and... Tentacles? -> Oh god, was that one of the killers the admin was warned about?
Luke decided to play safe and hide behind a tree, watching the figure and tucking in his wings. He felt on edge but wasn’t going to show it…
-> The figure was hunched over slightly, one of their long arms stretched out and grabbing what seemed to be dead flowers, darkened claws running over old petals. -> The figure hadn't taken notice of the admin, which was... Most likely a good thing!
Luke looked around and back at the killer before trying to sneak away, but his talons betrayed him when they crunched the leaves. Great.
"Show yourself." -> The witch stood at their full height, a slight hiss to their face as they spun around towards the noise, tentacles curling outwards to look threatening. "Don't make me find you myself..."
Luke was standing there, frozen in place. Like a deer in headlights…or a plant. His feathers were on end and wing spread a little. Maybe to seem more threatening.
“Didn’t mean to startle you…”
-> The witch narrowed their four eyes before slowly moving closer, pointing a clawed finger towards the admin. "Speak who you are, stranger." -> Their tongue was sharp, their eyes were sharper. They clearly don't trust this mysterious figure.
“Luke. StickMasterLuke. I’m an admin. I don’t know how I got here…”
He raised his hands, wings spreading out like they were copying them. The face under his hood scrunched up in worry.
"....." -> The witch lowered their arm, allowing it to dangle at their side. Within the other hand was dried, slightly wilted looking flowers. "Another one." -> What?
“Another one?…”
Luke stood there for a moment thinking to himself. What could this thing mean? Other admins…wait…everyone that went missing..here!?
“All the missing admins…you know where they are!?”
"All of you admins are down here... This- This does not speak good for the state of Robloxia. Even your boss, Roblox themselves, is down here as well..." -> The witch pinches the bridge of their nose, exhaling loudly. "The... Main safehouse is too full. Surely someone has told you about that, no?"
“I was handed a map and told nothing else”
He pulled out the map and took a better look at it. He maybe a little confused. He may know plants but it’s hard to tell some of them apart. He may have been going in circles!
"Let me see that." -> The witch approaches and takes the map from the nature admin, holding it up and squinting slightly with a click of their tongue. Their eyes scanned it carefully. "Ah yes... There's a couple safehouses." "The mansion within Yorick's is the main one, but unfortunately it's full. Then there's that little convenience store... Can't say they'll be too welcoming..." "The pizzeria is one too... Really only two people reside there sometimes, so you could use that. And some old apartment complex that spawned recently... I don't like the inhabitants there." -> The witch pointed out to the various spots as they spoke, tracing the trails to them from where they were as they spoke.
Luke followed the path, wings twitching anxiously. He didn’t know where he was or what to do. How he even got here even! All he could do was walk.
@sticks-and-disasters
-> Of corpses and carnations. -> Something, maybe someone, could be seen in the distance. A tall figure dressed in darks, a witch's hat with an odd smile cut into it and... Tentacles? -> Oh god, was that one of the killers the admin was warned about?
Luke decided to play safe and hide behind a tree, watching the figure and tucking in his wings. He felt on edge but wasn’t going to show it…
-> The figure was hunched over slightly, one of their long arms stretched out and grabbing what seemed to be dead flowers, darkened claws running over old petals. -> The figure hadn't taken notice of the admin, which was... Most likely a good thing!
Luke looked around and back at the killer before trying to sneak away, but his talons betrayed him when they crunched the leaves. Great.
"Show yourself." -> The witch stood at their full height, a slight hiss to their face as they spun around towards the noise, tentacles curling outwards to look threatening. "Don't make me find you myself..."
Luke was standing there, frozen in place. Like a deer in headlights…or a plant. His feathers were on end and wing spread a little. Maybe to seem more threatening.
“Didn’t mean to startle you…”
-> The witch narrowed their four eyes before slowly moving closer, pointing a clawed finger towards the admin. "Speak who you are, stranger." -> Their tongue was sharp, their eyes were sharper. They clearly don't trust this mysterious figure.
“Luke. StickMasterLuke. I’m an admin. I don’t know how I got here…”
He raised his hands, wings spreading out like they were copying them. The face under his hood scrunched up in worry.
"....." -> The witch lowered their arm, allowing it to dangle at their side. Within the other hand was dried, slightly wilted looking flowers. "Another one." -> What?
“Another one?…”
Luke stood there for a moment thinking to himself. What could this thing mean? Other admins…wait…everyone that went missing..here!?
“All the missing admins…you know where they are!?”
"All of you admins are down here... This- This does not speak good for the state of Robloxia. Even your boss, Roblox themselves, is down here as well..." -> The witch pinches the bridge of their nose, exhaling loudly. "The... Main safehouse is too full. Surely someone has told you about that, no?"
