The forgotten memory

[the-robloxia-coreofcreation]

[Somewhere near doombringer]

A being that looks like a robloxian is nearby, but their colors are faded and their face is blotted out by a grey nothingness...

- @d23-anomaly

Doombringer looks over, having just closed the portal Aphrodite used. He is holding Pickles in his hand.

"You're... not meant to be here. Are you."

He knows the Banlands. He's a part of the very thing that keeps it alive. He remembers every face that enters.

[d23-anomaly]

I'm not. But I don't know where Im meant to be. I just need to find

Him.

If I find

Him.

I can fulfill my purpose.

[the-robloxia-coreofcreation]

"Right, who would he be and what's your purpose?"

At least this falls closer towards his work than letting a teenager Shedletsky adopted into the depths.

[d23-anomaly]

Help

HIM

recollect

HIS

memories.

HE

Has forgotten many things. Hence, I must merge with

HIM

so my purpose may be fulfilled... And so

HE

May remember it all.

And I also Resemble

HIM

[the-robloxia-coreofcreation]

"There's a few settlements nearby, they might have some information. I have to watch the gate, so I can't come with, but so long as you stay away from the animals and plants you should be fine."

He points futher in towards the banlands.

"There's a large one about twenty five minutes that way, it's where most newcomers end up."

[d23-anomaly]

Why the settlements? Why not just eliminate the souls that come down here? No matter, Ill use your directions, thanks.

The faded robloxian proceeds to walk away in the direction doom bringer pointed him in...

[the-robloxia-coreofcreation]

[Somewhere near doombringer]

A being that looks like a robloxian is nearby, but their colors are faded and their face is blotted out by a grey nothingness...

- @d23-anomaly

Doombringer looks over, having just closed the portal Aphrodite used. He is holding Pickles in his hand.

"You're... not meant to be here. Are you."

He knows the Banlands. He's a part of the very thing that keeps it alive. He remembers every face that enters.

[d23-anomaly]

I'm not. But I don't know where Im meant to be. I just need to find

Him.

If I find

Him.

I can fulfill my purpose.

[the-robloxia-coreofcreation]

"Right, who would he be and what's your purpose?"

At least this falls closer towards his work than letting a teenager Shedletsky adopted into the depths.

[d23-anomaly]

Help

HIM

recollect

HIS

memories.

HE

Has forgotten many things. Hence, I must merge with

HIM

so my purpose may be fulfilled... And so

HE

May remember it all.

And I also Resemble

HIM

[the-robloxia-coreofcreation]

[Somewhere near doombringer]

A being that looks like a robloxian is nearby, but their colors are faded and their face is blotted out by a grey nothingness...

- @d23-anomaly

Doombringer looks over, having just closed the portal Aphrodite used. He is holding Pickles in his hand.

"You're... not meant to be here. Are you."

He knows the Banlands. He's a part of the very thing that keeps it alive. He remembers every face that enters.

[d23-anomaly]

I'm not. But I don't know where Im meant to be. I just need to find

Him.

If I find

Him.

I can fulfill my purpose.

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

A being glitches into existence nearby, their presence clearly not designed to be there. They look just like a normal Robloxian but their face is blocked by a grey [unknown]

Oh... Another entity.

- @d23-anomaly

With a little jump of surprise in the silence, Ire turns to look at... whoever this is.

...who the fuck are you?

[d23-anomaly]

A memory tainted by sin like you.

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

Cool. I literally could not give less of a fuck.

Why are you even talking to me?

[d23-anomaly]

... I sense your underlying anger. Which makes sense, seeing as you represent wrath... And I mostly came here to ask for places to go, and knowing you, I brought you an offering to curb your anger towards me for more info.

The figure pulls out multiple daggers, all razor sharp and identical to ire's bound trait

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

Ire subtly mocked the tainted individual with her hand, not caring all too much for what they had to say... and then they pulled out the daggers.

She stared for a good moment, smile dropping. Promptly, she unhooked her own dagger and spun the leather grip loop on her finger before holding it. It was almost as pristine as the others, with a bit of wear and the faint stain of blood.

First of all, the Deggur I have is fine, thank you. I have the materials to keep it sharpened. Second;

WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THOSE

[d23-anomaly]

Corpses. The corpses that line the walls of failed runs before they go. I took their items. Sharpening doesn't matter to these, they're sharp, and will stay that way. Lest they want to destroy themselves.

The figure seems calm, their hand glitching out of control, binary code lining the hand's outside

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

...that make a decent amount of sense. Those can be taken I guess

I'm still not taking those though. Fuck that, not from your hands. Ew.

[d23-anomaly]

The deggurs are suddenly propped up on a stand, cleaning supplies next to them

N-n-now will you?

//btw that's not a natural stutter, it's like a radio glitching and saying smth over again

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

...still no.

I need you to understand that I already have a sharp object that's been working fine ever since I got here. I also need you to understand that I'M NOT TOUCHING THOSE when you're some random dumbass who came out of nowhere with them???

[d23-anomaly]

Fair enough, still... Any ideas of sins to go ask or places to check?

The deggurs suddenly Pixelize before dissapearing into themselves

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

...go bother Dozer or Stem or something.

Don't let me see you again, damn it. I'll kick your ass.

[d23-anomaly]

Alright...

The figure seems to pop out of existence

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

A being glitches into existence nearby, their presence clearly not designed to be there. They look just like a normal Robloxian but their face is blocked by a grey [unknown]

Oh... Another entity.

- @d23-anomaly

With a little jump of surprise in the silence, Ire turns to look at... whoever this is.

...who the fuck are you?

[d23-anomaly]

A memory tainted by sin like you.

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

Cool. I literally could not give less of a fuck.

Why are you even talking to me?

[d23-anomaly]

... I sense your underlying anger. Which makes sense, seeing as you represent wrath... And I mostly came here to ask for places to go, and knowing you, I brought you an offering to curb your anger towards me for more info.

The figure pulls out multiple daggers, all razor sharp and identical to ire's bound trait

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

Ire subtly mocked the tainted individual with her hand, not caring all too much for what they had to say... and then they pulled out the daggers.

She stared for a good moment, smile dropping. Promptly, she unhooked her own dagger and spun the leather grip loop on her finger before holding it. It was almost as pristine as the others, with a bit of wear and the faint stain of blood.

First of all, the Deggur I have is fine, thank you. I have the materials to keep it sharpened. Second;

WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THOSE

[d23-anomaly]

Corpses. The corpses that line the walls of failed runs before they go. I took their items. Sharpening doesn't matter to these, they're sharp, and will stay that way. Lest they want to destroy themselves.

The figure seems calm, their hand glitching out of control, binary code lining the hand's outside

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

...that make a decent amount of sense. Those can be taken I guess

I'm still not taking those though. Fuck that, not from your hands. Ew.

[d23-anomaly]

The deggurs are suddenly propped up on a stand, cleaning supplies next to them

N-n-now will you?

//btw that's not a natural stutter, it's like a radio glitching and saying smth over again

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

...still no.

I need you to understand that I already have a sharp object that's been working fine ever since I got here. I also need you to understand that I'M NOT TOUCHING THOSE when you're some random dumbass who came out of nowhere with them???

[d23-anomaly]

Fair enough, still... Any ideas of sins to go ask or places to check?

The deggurs suddenly Pixelize before dissapearing into themselves

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

A being glitches into existence nearby, their presence clearly not designed to be there. They look just like a normal Robloxian but their face is blocked by a grey [unknown]

Oh... Another entity.

- @d23-anomaly

With a little jump of surprise in the silence, Ire turns to look at... whoever this is.

...who the fuck are you?

[d23-anomaly]

A memory tainted by sin like you.

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

Cool. I literally could not give less of a fuck.

Why are you even talking to me?

[d23-anomaly]

... I sense your underlying anger. Which makes sense, seeing as you represent wrath... And I mostly came here to ask for places to go, and knowing you, I brought you an offering to curb your anger towards me for more info.

The figure pulls out multiple daggers, all razor sharp and identical to ire's bound trait

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

Ire subtly mocked the tainted individual with her hand, not caring all too much for what they had to say... and then they pulled out the daggers.

She stared for a good moment, smile dropping. Promptly, she unhooked her own dagger and spun the leather grip loop on her finger before holding it. It was almost as pristine as the others, with a bit of wear and the faint stain of blood.

First of all, the Deggur I have is fine, thank you. I have the materials to keep it sharpened. Second;

WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THOSE

[d23-anomaly]

Corpses. The corpses that line the walls of failed runs before they go. I took their items. Sharpening doesn't matter to these, they're sharp, and will stay that way. Lest they want to destroy themselves.

The figure seems calm, their hand glitching out of control, binary code lining the hand's outside

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

...that make a decent amount of sense. Those can be taken I guess

I'm still not taking those though. Fuck that, not from your hands. Ew.

[d23-anomaly]

The deggurs are suddenly propped up on a stand, cleaning supplies next to them

N-n-now will you?

//btw that's not a natural stutter, it's like a radio glitching and saying smth over again

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

A being glitches into existence nearby, their presence clearly not designed to be there. They look just like a normal Robloxian but their face is blocked by a grey [unknown]

Oh... Another entity.

- @d23-anomaly

With a little jump of surprise in the silence, Ire turns to look at... whoever this is.

...who the fuck are you?

[d23-anomaly]

A memory tainted by sin like you.

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

Cool. I literally could not give less of a fuck.

Why are you even talking to me?

[d23-anomaly]

... I sense your underlying anger. Which makes sense, seeing as you represent wrath... And I mostly came here to ask for places to go, and knowing you, I brought you an offering to curb your anger towards me for more info.

The figure pulls out multiple daggers, all razor sharp and identical to ire's bound trait

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

Ire subtly mocked the tainted individual with her hand, not caring all too much for what they had to say... and then they pulled out the daggers.

She stared for a good moment, smile dropping. Promptly, she unhooked her own dagger and spun the leather grip loop on her finger before holding it. It was almost as pristine as the others, with a bit of wear and the faint stain of blood.

First of all, the Deggur I have is fine, thank you. I have the materials to keep it sharpened. Second;

WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THOSE

[d23-anomaly]

Corpses. The corpses that line the walls of failed runs before they go. I took their items. Sharpening doesn't matter to these, they're sharp, and will stay that way. Lest they want to destroy themselves.

The figure seems calm, their hand glitching out of control, binary code lining the hand's outside

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

A being glitches into existence nearby, their presence clearly not designed to be there. They look just like a normal Robloxian but their face is blocked by a grey [unknown]

Oh... Another entity.

- @d23-anomaly

With a little jump of surprise in the silence, Ire turns to look at... whoever this is.

...who the fuck are you?

[d23-anomaly]

A memory tainted by sin like you.

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

Cool. I literally could not give less of a fuck.

Why are you even talking to me?

[d23-anomaly]

... I sense your underlying anger. Which makes sense, seeing as you represent wrath... And I mostly came here to ask for places to go, and knowing you, I brought you an offering to curb your anger towards me for more info.

The figure pulls out multiple daggers, all razor sharp and identical to ire's bound trait

[blood-viscera-and-tears]

A being glitches into existence nearby, their presence clearly not designed to be there. They look just like a normal Robloxian but their face is blocked by a grey [unknown]

Oh... Another entity.

- @d23-anomaly

With a little jump of surprise in the silence, Ire turns to look at... whoever this is.

...who the fuck are you?

[d23-anomaly]

A memory tainted by sin like you.

[welcometosinrow]

A faded figure seems to glitch into existence, they seem to be a Robloxian, but they're faded and their face is blocked out with dark grey

Oh. Somewhere n-n-new.

- @d23-anomaly

//they have a glitchy voice sometimes, so it's like a stutter, but it's more of a glitchy thing.

Litany appears nearby, already glaring with all three of those eyes. She appears visibly irritated at the unknown presence.

What business do you have here?

[d23-anomaly]

Im simply looking for any clue of where i originate from, a memory cannot rest until they find their origin.

[welcometosinrow]

I… see. You are an odd one, aren’t you? You are clearly not a sinner.

[d23-anomaly]

A soulless shell cannot exist in it's base state. I do not understand how I can navigate here. But I can, any id-d-d-deas on places to go?

[welcometosinrow]

Hm. Well, you could visit the domains of other sins. Or you could simply stay here. I do not care, so long as you do not harm my followers.

[d23-anomaly]

I see... Thank you for the info, can your followers speak? They do seem to be missing a head.

[welcometosinrow]

They can speak just fine, yes. I grant them the ability to do so.

They are very dear to me, after all.

[d23-anomaly]

That's kind of a ruler such as you. Ive met beings who've taken much from me simply for looking for my origins... I hope you do not mind if to decide to go speak to some...

//wats a guille Tumblr I can go do asks on? ^^"

[welcometosinrow]

Go ahead. But do NOT harm them.

(My friend runs @haveitdoneandloseyourhead so)

[d23-anomaly]

They won't return injured.

//thx

[welcometosinrow]

A faded figure seems to glitch into existence, they seem to be a Robloxian, but they're faded and their face is blocked out with dark grey

Oh. Somewhere n-n-new.

- @d23-anomaly

//they have a glitchy voice sometimes, so it's like a stutter, but it's more of a glitchy thing.

Litany appears nearby, already glaring with all three of those eyes. She appears visibly irritated at the unknown presence.

What business do you have here?

[d23-anomaly]

Im simply looking for any clue of where i originate from, a memory cannot rest until they find their origin.

[welcometosinrow]

I… see. You are an odd one, aren’t you? You are clearly not a sinner.

[d23-anomaly]

A soulless shell cannot exist in it's base state. I do not understand how I can navigate here. But I can, any id-d-d-deas on places to go?

[welcometosinrow]

Hm. Well, you could visit the domains of other sins. Or you could simply stay here. I do not care, so long as you do not harm my followers.

[d23-anomaly]

I see... Thank you for the info, can your followers speak? They do seem to be missing a head.

[welcometosinrow]

They can speak just fine, yes. I grant them the ability to do so.

They are very dear to me, after all.

[d23-anomaly]

That's kind of a ruler such as you. Ive met beings who've taken much from me simply for looking for my origins... I hope you do not mind if to decide to go speak to some...

//wats a guille Tumblr I can go do asks on? ^^"

[welcometosinrow]

A faded figure seems to glitch into existence, they seem to be a Robloxian, but they're faded and their face is blocked out with dark grey

Oh. Somewhere n-n-new.

- @d23-anomaly

//they have a glitchy voice sometimes, so it's like a stutter, but it's more of a glitchy thing.

Litany appears nearby, already glaring with all three of those eyes. She appears visibly irritated at the unknown presence.

What business do you have here?

[d23-anomaly]

Im simply looking for any clue of where i originate from, a memory cannot rest until they find their origin.

[welcometosinrow]

I… see. You are an odd one, aren’t you? You are clearly not a sinner.

[d23-anomaly]

A soulless shell cannot exist in it's base state. I do not understand how I can navigate here. But I can, any id-d-d-deas on places to go?

[welcometosinrow]

Hm. Well, you could visit the domains of other sins. Or you could simply stay here. I do not care, so long as you do not harm my followers.

[d23-anomaly]

I see... Thank you for the info, can your followers speak? They do seem to be missing a head.

[welcometosinrow]

A faded figure seems to glitch into existence, they seem to be a Robloxian, but they're faded and their face is blocked out with dark grey

Oh. Somewhere n-n-new.

- @d23-anomaly

//they have a glitchy voice sometimes, so it's like a stutter, but it's more of a glitchy thing.

Litany appears nearby, already glaring with all three of those eyes. She appears visibly irritated at the unknown presence.

What business do you have here?

[d23-anomaly]

Im simply looking for any clue of where i originate from, a memory cannot rest until they find their origin.

[welcometosinrow]

I… see. You are an odd one, aren’t you? You are clearly not a sinner.

[d23-anomaly]

A soulless shell cannot exist in it's base state. I do not understand how I can navigate here. But I can, any id-d-d-deas on places to go?

[welcometosinrow]

A faded figure seems to glitch into existence, they seem to be a Robloxian, but they're faded and their face is blocked out with dark grey

Oh. Somewhere n-n-new.

- @d23-anomaly

//they have a glitchy voice sometimes, so it's like a stutter, but it's more of a glitchy thing.

Litany appears nearby, already glaring with all three of those eyes. She appears visibly irritated at the unknown presence.

What business do you have here?

[d23-anomaly]

Im simply looking for any clue of where i originate from, a memory cannot rest until they find their origin.

[body-over-soul]

What appears to be a faded Robloxian, their face blurred beyond recognition into a dark grey cover forces their way into the void, they seem calm, if anything they seem comfortable

Oh. I appear to be back in the void, oh well-l-l-l

@d23-anomaly

//the stutter is like a glitch in their voice, like how sometimes when something glitches audio might be repeated

|the void is quiet. And seems empty... but something breathes in its depths. Something lurks. The faintest rasp of claw on strange stone. Scale on surface. Clicks of links and links of chain against one another. Something else is here.|

[d23-anomaly]

Oh, finally. I'm no-o-ot alone anymore. Well... Hello there. Who are you?

[body-over-soul]

|at first, the presence doesn't respond. It's breathing slow and ragged. Labored.|

|then a different sound comes. Click. Click, clicking of steel toed boots. A hooded figure walks into view from the abysmal shadow, a thin streak of smoke flowing into the dark from the shadow of their face. A lit cigarette settled among hidden lips. Chest bound in bandage and legs long and lean.|

Somebody of importance. Somewhere YOU, should not quite be.

|their voice is even. Level. But there's layers to it. whatever comes from the figure, seems echoed in quiet mutter by something deeper in the dark. A sickly sweet smell arising with the scent of smoke.|

[d23-anomaly]

... I can see past that foolish disguise. Reveal your true form.

The faded figure states, clearly not fooled by the disguise, and now ready to go on the offense if required

Why hide your true form? It seems very nice despite its large snake-like appearance.

[body-over-soul]

|the figure chuckles, folding lean fingers before it, stained inky black at the tips.|

This is much easier to bare. Far more comforting a presence than what i am.

|the figure, and the great thing beyond sight, sighed|

How did you find yourself here? Poor soul..

[d23-anomaly]

A memory once faded, now roams of curiosity, stuck in an endless loop, for it cannot find itself after so long.

I remember it from somewhere. I know I'm the memory, however I don't follow an endless loop. I simply come and go, searching for a place that may not exist.

[body-over-soul]

Hm.

Well, regardless of what you are, this is a place you should not be.

|he plucks the cigarette out his lips, dropping it to the floor and stamping it out with a toe. Walking closer to the robloxian. The metalic sounds of chains rattle behind him. The large body of that terrible thing in the dark shifting and coiling.|

you remind me of something. A memory in their own sense. Though much more..... broken than you seem. Detached even as you are. Certainly you have your own properties however. Quite an anomaly..

[d23-anomaly]

Any ideas of places I should check?

[body-over-soul]

Anywhere not here. You won't find anything of interest in this lowest of lows. Unless you have the means to break eons enchanted chains, hah!

There are layers and layers of mazes above here though. Crawling with creatures fickle and strange. Sins and taints and stains. A place of the soul seperate from body.

Perhaps there you will find something useful.

[d23-anomaly]

Ill check sinrow.

[body-over-soul]

What appears to be a faded Robloxian, their face blurred beyond recognition into a dark grey cover forces their way into the void, they seem calm, if anything they seem comfortable

Oh. I appear to be back in the void, oh well-l-l-l

@d23-anomaly

//the stutter is like a glitch in their voice, like how sometimes when something glitches audio might be repeated

|the void is quiet. And seems empty... but something breathes in its depths. Something lurks. The faintest rasp of claw on strange stone. Scale on surface. Clicks of links and links of chain against one another. Something else is here.|

[d23-anomaly]

Oh, finally. I'm no-o-ot alone anymore. Well... Hello there. Who are you?

[body-over-soul]

|at first, the presence doesn't respond. It's breathing slow and ragged. Labored.|

|then a different sound comes. Click. Click, clicking of steel toed boots. A hooded figure walks into view from the abysmal shadow, a thin streak of smoke flowing into the dark from the shadow of their face. A lit cigarette settled among hidden lips. Chest bound in bandage and legs long and lean.|

Somebody of importance. Somewhere YOU, should not quite be.

|their voice is even. Level. But there's layers to it. whatever comes from the figure, seems echoed in quiet mutter by something deeper in the dark. A sickly sweet smell arising with the scent of smoke.|

[d23-anomaly]

... I can see past that foolish disguise. Reveal your true form.

The faded figure states, clearly not fooled by the disguise, and now ready to go on the offense if required

Why hide your true form? It seems very nice despite its large snake-like appearance.

[body-over-soul]

|the figure chuckles, folding lean fingers before it, stained inky black at the tips.|

This is much easier to bare. Far more comforting a presence than what i am.

|the figure, and the great thing beyond sight, sighed|

How did you find yourself here? Poor soul..

[d23-anomaly]

A memory once faded, now roams of curiosity, stuck in an endless loop, for it cannot find itself after so long.

I remember it from somewhere. I know I'm the memory, however I don't follow an endless loop. I simply come and go, searching for a place that may not exist.

[body-over-soul]

Hm.

Well, regardless of what you are, this is a place you should not be.

|he plucks the cigarette out his lips, dropping it to the floor and stamping it out with a toe. Walking closer to the robloxian. The metalic sounds of chains rattle behind him. The large body of that terrible thing in the dark shifting and coiling.|

you remind me of something. A memory in their own sense. Though much more..... broken than you seem. Detached even as you are. Certainly you have your own properties however. Quite an anomaly..

[d23-anomaly]

Any ideas of places I should check?

[body-over-soul]

What appears to be a faded Robloxian, their face blurred beyond recognition into a dark grey cover forces their way into the void, they seem calm, if anything they seem comfortable

Oh. I appear to be back in the void, oh well-l-l-l

@d23-anomaly

//the stutter is like a glitch in their voice, like how sometimes when something glitches audio might be repeated

|the void is quiet. And seems empty... but something breathes in its depths. Something lurks. The faintest rasp of claw on strange stone. Scale on surface. Clicks of links and links of chain against one another. Something else is here.|

[d23-anomaly]

Oh, finally. I'm no-o-ot alone anymore. Well... Hello there. Who are you?

[body-over-soul]

|at first, the presence doesn't respond. It's breathing slow and ragged. Labored.|

|then a different sound comes. Click. Click, clicking of steel toed boots. A hooded figure walks into view from the abysmal shadow, a thin streak of smoke flowing into the dark from the shadow of their face. A lit cigarette settled among hidden lips. Chest bound in bandage and legs long and lean.|

Somebody of importance. Somewhere YOU, should not quite be.

|their voice is even. Level. But there's layers to it. whatever comes from the figure, seems echoed in quiet mutter by something deeper in the dark. A sickly sweet smell arising with the scent of smoke.|

[d23-anomaly]

... I can see past that foolish disguise. Reveal your true form.

The faded figure states, clearly not fooled by the disguise, and now ready to go on the offense if required

Why hide your true form? It seems very nice despite its large snake-like appearance.

[body-over-soul]

|the figure chuckles, folding lean fingers before it, stained inky black at the tips.|

This is much easier to bare. Far more comforting a presence than what i am.

|the figure, and the great thing beyond sight, sighed|

How did you find yourself here? Poor soul..

[d23-anomaly]

A memory once faded, now roams of curiosity, stuck in an endless loop, for it cannot find itself after so long.

I remember it from somewhere. I know I'm the memory, however I don't follow an endless loop. I simply come and go, searching for a place that may not exist.