The husk of a man sat, his legs flush against the grass beneath him. Every time he was done terrorizing a server, he felt some sense of emptiness. Not necessarily that he failed, far from it, it just never seemed like enough. Surely, one day, he'd finally feel whole again.
"Wishful thinking."
He thought out loud, pulling himself from the soft earth below and looking towards the stars above. With a firm grip on his scythe, he marched towards the small town only 20 or so chunks away, starting the cycle over again.
OOC
This rp account is ran by @thecrimsonfallen , who goes by they/them. The character Entity 303 (at least in this page) goes by he/they.
As of now, characterization of Entity 303 is a mix of the original pasta and his portrayal in Herobrine's Life by Redstone Records with some extra stuff thrown in there, but he will become more unique with time.
In this account, text that is said by Entity 303 is red. Text that is part of the rp, but not said by 303 is white. Text that is entirely out of character and is just me talking, like this, is blue.
DNI:
Proshippers
Racists/___phobic (use common sense)
Lolis/Pedos/whatever term they're using now
People who are extremely political in either direction
DO interact:
Lydian (the person who made Wishful Thinking) PLEASE release the Wishful Thinking instrumental I NEED it.
aNd c@n y0u m@ke my d@d st0p rUnNiNg away fr0m me :(
Entity 303 looked down at the red... thing. Even if c00lkidd might not recognize him, 303 had interacted with his father once or twice back in his prime. He had never seen c00lkidd himself, but he had heard enough of him to put the pieces together.
"Your father wasn't the type to run often."
He said, kneeling down. While technically 007 and 303 were at odds, they weren't ever on bad terms. 303 did a little bit of magic with his hand before summoning a blue command block, small enough for c00lkidd to hold.
"Use this when you want them. And, tell your dad hi from me when you find him."
