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Hello. I am Jasper, leader of the Astronomers. We seek four offerings for the visitor.
..Please, keep questions related to the task at hand.
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@astronomerjasper
Is this working…?
Hello. I am Jasper, leader of the Astronomers. We seek four offerings for the visitor.
..Please, keep questions related to the task at hand.
A cloaked figure shuffles into the room. It's not Beryl or any of the other Astronomers, for this being's robes are green as they are shabby. Three glowing eyes can be seen glinting from within the darkness of his hood, his strange gaze locked - not onto Jasper, but the garbage bin close by. "Pardon the intrusion but this is... ehhh. This bin is mine. It contains wondrous things." The cricket(?) says, right before digging inside for whatever shiny trinkets may be found. I'm so sorry, Jasper. @fidgetcricket
Jasper was never too good with social interaction.
So instead, he just..
Stares at the intruder. Unmoving, unblinking.
Would you accept this seal as an offering?
..I do not think bringing something living up to the rooftop would have beneficial effects.
(There's no anon so lmao)
It's here. The weird... Shadow thing. It knew what it was looking for this time. So it wanted to actually go find him.
@shadowing-friend
..How strange.
The robed man does not seem to notice your presence yet.
It approached in its regular silent darkness, gliding across the floor as if it weren't really there at all.
A clammy hand reached out and gently tapped the astronomer. It wanted his attention.
"Eep!-"
The man flinches at the sudden touch, head swiveling around. "..Oh. Hello, there."
"Do I.. know you?" There’s a lilt of curiosity in his voice.
((If I turn on anonymous asks will you all behave?))
Do a backflip
No.
(There's no anon so lmao)
It's here. The weird... Shadow thing. It knew what it was looking for this time. So it wanted to actually go find him.
@shadowing-friend
..How strange.
The robed man does not seem to notice your presence yet.
Why do you get naked when we attack you
..It was supposed to be an intimidation tactic.
A figure comes into view from the hallway leading to the stairwell. He is human.
He looks around the lobby for a moment with squinted eyes, then spots you.
"Are you Jasper?"
@samsays92
I am indeed. Who may you be?
Nervousness hits his voice at the complete initiation of a social interaction.
"I'm Sam. Uhh, someone said I had to talk to you to join your group? Are you the GM?"
He fidgets in place as he speaks, but his voice is mostly stable.
"…What?"
Blink, blink. Unnerving red eyes stare at you, dumbfounded. What was a GM?? A.. general major?? But he never went to the military.. he wasn’t even that old, for heaven’s sake..
Sam's lips become a wonky, anxious smile, and he shifts where he stands.
"For your D&D group? With Sybil?"
Nervous, he can't even believe his own words.
"..I think you’ve confused us with something else."
Another slow blink.
"Sybil is dead, and has been for a while. This.. is something we’ve set up in her honor. We are going to try and fix this. To commune with the wayward Visitor. To understand it."
Sam first feels embarrassment, then shock.
After an almost conspicuous pause, he tilts his head in disbelief and confusion.
"Sybil in 35, blue eyes, uses a cane? She's my neighbour. I speak with her every day now."
He blinks, questioning his own memory, and it checks out.
"That.."
No, it.. could not be her. The strange robed man wrings his hands.
"..It must be a coincidence. I saw her die. The.. strange growths of flesh you have most likely seen about.. those are her."
A cane. Those blue eyes. (Really, it was her sclera, but he felt it would be impolite to lecture a stranger on osteogenesis.) A CANE.
"It can’t be." Are you trying to hurt me?
"She lived on the first floor as well." She is gone and she can never come back.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry man."
Guilt pangs in Sam's gut. He's an idiot for trying to correct a stranger on someone's death.
"There's a Sybil who knows you guys then."
What is he doing?? He needs to shut up. He doesn't know anythign and shouldn't act like it to a complete stranger!
"Sorry. I'll go." He bites his tongue, skin burning with embarrassment and shame. He feels he physically needs to hide from public view.
"I only knew of one."
"It’s alright. It was simply a mix-up." Detached words with nothing behind them.
"Tread carefully out there."
A figure comes into view from the hallway leading to the stairwell. He is human.
He looks around the lobby for a moment with squinted eyes, then spots you.
"Are you Jasper?"
@samsays92
I am indeed. Who may you be?
Nervousness hits his voice at the complete initiation of a social interaction.
"I'm Sam. Uhh, someone said I had to talk to you to join your group? Are you the GM?"
He fidgets in place as he speaks, but his voice is mostly stable.
"…What?"
Blink, blink. Unnerving red eyes stare at you, dumbfounded. What was a GM?? A.. general major?? But he never went to the military.. he wasn’t even that old, for heaven’s sake..
Sam's lips become a wonky, anxious smile, and he shifts where he stands.
"For your D&D group? With Sybil?"
Nervous, he can't even believe his own words.
"..I think you’ve confused us with something else."
Another slow blink.
"Sybil is dead, and has been for a while. This.. is something we’ve set up in her honor. We are going to try and fix this. To commune with the wayward Visitor. To understand it."
Sam first feels embarrassment, then shock.
After an almost conspicuous pause, he tilts his head in disbelief and confusion.
"Sybil in 35, blue eyes, uses a cane? She's my neighbour. I speak with her every day now."
He blinks, questioning his own memory, and it checks out.
"That.."
No, it.. could not be her. The strange robed man wrings his hands.
"..It must be a coincidence. I saw her die. The.. strange growths of flesh you have most likely seen about.. those are her."
A cane. Those blue eyes. (Really, it was her sclera, but he felt it would be impolite to lecture a stranger on osteogenesis.) A CANE.
"It can’t be." Are you trying to hurt me?
"She lived on the first floor as well." She is gone and she can never come back.
Jasper minecraft
A figure comes into view from the hallway leading to the stairwell. He is human.
He looks around the lobby for a moment with squinted eyes, then spots you.
"Are you Jasper?"
@samsays92
I am indeed. Who may you be?
Nervousness hits his voice at the complete initiation of a social interaction.
"I'm Sam. Uhh, someone said I had to talk to you to join your group? Are you the GM?"
He fidgets in place as he speaks, but his voice is mostly stable.
"…What?"
Blink, blink. Unnerving red eyes stare at you, dumbfounded. What was a GM?? A.. general major?? But he never went to the military.. he wasn’t even that old, for heaven’s sake..
Sam's lips become a wonky, anxious smile, and he shifts where he stands.
"For your D&D group? With Sybil?"
Nervous, he can't even believe his own words.
"..I think you’ve confused us with something else."
Another slow blink.
"Sybil is dead, and has been for a while. This.. is something we’ve set up in her honor. We are going to try and fix this. To commune with the wayward Visitor. To understand it."
A figure comes into view from the hallway leading to the stairwell. He is human.
He looks around the lobby for a moment with squinted eyes, then spots you.
"Are you Jasper?"
@samsays92
I am indeed. Who may you be?
Nervousness hits his voice at the complete initiation of a social interaction.
"I'm Sam. Uhh, someone said I had to talk to you to join your group? Are you the GM?"
He fidgets in place as he speaks, but his voice is mostly stable.
"…What?"
Blink, blink. Unnerving red eyes stare at you, dumbfounded. What was a GM?? A.. general major?? But he never went to the military.. he wasn’t even that old, for heaven’s sake..
A figure comes into view from the hallway leading to the stairwell. He is human.
He looks around the lobby for a moment with squinted eyes, then spots you.
"Are you Jasper?"
@samsays92
I am indeed. Who may you be?
i'd apologize to jasper if it wasn't so funny to make fun out of him
..She loves me.
She loves me.
I’m.. very happy.
...Yaknow, would've asked if ya're alright, but ya 'ctually seem pretty fine.
I am!
Good! Keep bein' that. 'S rare these days.
..Is that a joke at my expense? I’m genuinely curious.
Ah- no, no, 'course not- just... thinkin' out loud. 'M happy for ya, genuinely.
Thank you.
..She loves me.
She loves me.
I’m.. very happy.
...Yaknow, would've asked if ya're alright, but ya 'ctually seem pretty fine.
I am!
Good! Keep bein' that. 'S rare these days.
..Is that a joke at my expense? I’m genuinely curious.