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(There appears to be a disturbance…)

(This could be fun!)

#ooc post #intro post #rp blog #oc rp blog #incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)

i offer thee!! a stanley figurine! figly? figlereanlurine? stanley-fig? figanley? stiggley wiggley?

i think ill go with stanlerine, but call it whatever you want! :3

(The figurine sits on a log in the forest.)

…

What am I supposed to do with it…?

#incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#and our story unravels…#wasps...? how mundane…#in character #ask

do you know. the stanley parable

…

I’m familiar. Are you making a comparison? Or are you just wasting my time?

…

Actually, no, I am aware you’re wasting my time.

#incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#and our story unravels…#wasps...? how mundane…#in character #ask

hey guess what

hey narry. hey narry. hey narry. narry. hey narry. narry guess what. guess what narry

…

That… isn’t my name.

What?

#:)#incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#and our story unravels…#wasps...? how mundane…#in character #ask

(*long, drawn out, over dramatic sigh*)

There’s fur everywhere…

He can’t clean up after himself all of a sudden?

#incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#and our story unravels…#in character

…

(Its so dark…)

#incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#and our story unravels…#in character

dog

I prefer cats.

#there’s no meaning to this. believe me.#and cats go meowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeowmeow #incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#and our story unravels…#anonymous asking #in character

(It’s just void. So very empty…)

#incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#and our story unravels…#in character

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(A disturbance? What could this mean?)

(Morphine, better known as It Stares Back, ISB for short, appeared to have come into this place without knowing how or why.. This should be fun, right?)

(A sound like a voice clearing comes from the emptiness..)

A lone being shows up in the middle of nowhere… an empty forest.. cold and dark as void.. only thin beams of moonlight reach the bottom…

What could bring someone to a place like this..? Curiosity? Business? Stupidity? I’d assume stupidity.

glassdesert490

(This voice? Was it one of the others trying to interact? No, no it couldn't be, it didn't sound like any of them at all.)

Who's the one speaking for my actions? (ISB thought, looking around at the forest that surrounded them like the Dark Room once did for many years)

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… confused.. like all…

(A sound like a pen scribbling on paper..)

They looked rather ridiculous as they looked around the empty area.. Slow and not the sharpest, more than likely..

… the one speaking for your actions would be The Narrator, wouldn’t it?

glassdesert490

The Narrator, you claim to be? Just like the first for me and my group did, expect me to believe it or not, I will eventually get my way out of here.

(Yet, even as they thought, they didn't fully believe theirselves on their statement of eventually getting out.)

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…. What else would the disembodied voice narrating your actions be?

.. where was I..

It seemed that it was true that they weren’t the sharpest tool in the shed unfortunately.. unfortunately for them anyways, I for one love being right..

But really, do you see an exit? Be my guest, look around..

glassdesert490

(Morphine was silent for a moment, looking down at the golden chains that adorned their draconic-serpentine body, it was always a pain for these chains to restrict movement, even if the only movement they had was the use of their long arms)

Mimicry hatte recht, ich war der Letzte aus der Gruppe, der aus unserem ursprünglichen Universum geworfen wurde, nur um dann in eines getrennt von allen anderen untergebracht zu werden. WARUM WAR ICH DER LETZTE, WARUM WAR ICH, DERJENIGE, DER IN EINEM VON DUNKELHEIT UMHÜLLTEN RAUM ANGEKETTET WAR, DER LETZTE?!

(Yet no matter how much they lashed out in anger, it only amplified it ten fold.)

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…. Christ.. I suppose they’ll have a mental breakdown next…

….. there’s a meadow a few trees to your left if you don’t want to be lost in the forest.. at least you’ll be lost out in the open instead.

glassdesert490

(Morphine looked over to where the meadow was, ever so slightly cracking the chain keeping their mouth mostly shut as they tried to compose their temper, a new place, seeming completely monochrome in their eyes, hopefully they can find or set up a place for them to stay without being completely murdered by whatever animals lurked in the natures of an unknown universe.)

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What do you expect to be there?….

The only animals there regularly are too shy to ever approach a stranger, they’re not stupid. Unlike some people..

glassdesert490

(looking at the meadow, all there really was, was an open field, no shit Morphine! but something, rather someone, other than this cursed Narrator, had caused a headache to begin forming, adding to their already boiled over irritation of their current situation.)

Knowing this headache... Abysmalcore, Mimicry, you appeared to have joined me in this second form of purgatory, haven't you my dear friend?

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…. Glad you find me annoying, there’s a river over yonder if you want to go waterboard yourself-

…

Who?

#do it. it’s fun :3 #incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#narration supplied (aren’t you glad?)#sticks and stones seldom hit bones #and our story unravels…#in character

narrationssupplied

(A disturbance? What could this mean?)

(Morphine, better known as It Stares Back, ISB for short, appeared to have come into this place without knowing how or why.. This should be fun, right?)

(A sound like a voice clearing comes from the emptiness..)

A lone being shows up in the middle of nowhere… an empty forest.. cold and dark as void.. only thin beams of moonlight reach the bottom…

What could bring someone to a place like this..? Curiosity? Business? Stupidity? I’d assume stupidity.

glassdesert490

(This voice? Was it one of the others trying to interact? No, no it couldn't be, it didn't sound like any of them at all.)

Who's the one speaking for my actions? (ISB thought, looking around at the forest that surrounded them like the Dark Room once did for many years)

narrationssupplied

… confused.. like all…

(A sound like a pen scribbling on paper..)

They looked rather ridiculous as they looked around the empty area.. Slow and not the sharpest, more than likely..

… the one speaking for your actions would be The Narrator, wouldn’t it?

glassdesert490

The Narrator, you claim to be? Just like the first for me and my group did, expect me to believe it or not, I will eventually get my way out of here.

(Yet, even as they thought, they didn't fully believe theirselves on their statement of eventually getting out.)

narrationssupplied

…. What else would the disembodied voice narrating your actions be?

.. where was I..

It seemed that it was true that they weren’t the sharpest tool in the shed unfortunately.. unfortunately for them anyways, I for one love being right..

But really, do you see an exit? Be my guest, look around..

glassdesert490

(Morphine was silent for a moment, looking down at the golden chains that adorned their draconic-serpentine body, it was always a pain for these chains to restrict movement, even if the only movement they had was the use of their long arms)

Mimicry hatte recht, ich war der Letzte aus der Gruppe, der aus unserem ursprünglichen Universum geworfen wurde, nur um dann in eines getrennt von allen anderen untergebracht zu werden. WARUM WAR ICH DER LETZTE, WARUM WAR ICH, DERJENIGE, DER IN EINEM VON DUNKELHEIT UMHÜLLTEN RAUM ANGEKETTET WAR, DER LETZTE?!

(Yet no matter how much they lashed out in anger, it only amplified it ten fold.)

narrationssupplied

…. Christ.. I suppose they’ll have a mental breakdown next…

….. there’s a meadow a few trees to your left if you don’t want to be lost in the forest.. at least you’ll be lost out in the open instead.

glassdesert490

(Morphine looked over to where the meadow was, ever so slightly cracking the chain keeping their mouth mostly shut as they tried to compose their temper, a new place, seeming completely monochrome in their eyes, hopefully they can find or set up a place for them to stay without being completely murdered by whatever animals lurked in the natures of an unknown universe.)

narrationssupplied

What do you expect to be there?….

The only animals there regularly are too shy to ever approach a stranger, they’re not stupid. Unlike some people..

#hope they don't get mauled by wildlife #<#bluh just get s mauled to death by squirrels-#incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#sticks and stones seldom hit bones #narration supplied (aren’t you glad?)#and our story unravels…#in character

narrationssupplied

(A disturbance? What could this mean?)

(Morphine, better known as It Stares Back, ISB for short, appeared to have come into this place without knowing how or why.. This should be fun, right?)

(A sound like a voice clearing comes from the emptiness..)

A lone being shows up in the middle of nowhere… an empty forest.. cold and dark as void.. only thin beams of moonlight reach the bottom…

What could bring someone to a place like this..? Curiosity? Business? Stupidity? I’d assume stupidity.

glassdesert490

(This voice? Was it one of the others trying to interact? No, no it couldn't be, it didn't sound like any of them at all.)

Who's the one speaking for my actions? (ISB thought, looking around at the forest that surrounded them like the Dark Room once did for many years)

narrationssupplied

… confused.. like all…

(A sound like a pen scribbling on paper..)

They looked rather ridiculous as they looked around the empty area.. Slow and not the sharpest, more than likely..

… the one speaking for your actions would be The Narrator, wouldn’t it?

glassdesert490

The Narrator, you claim to be? Just like the first for me and my group did, expect me to believe it or not, I will eventually get my way out of here.

(Yet, even as they thought, they didn't fully believe theirselves on their statement of eventually getting out.)

narrationssupplied

…. What else would the disembodied voice narrating your actions be?

.. where was I..

It seemed that it was true that they weren’t the sharpest tool in the shed unfortunately.. unfortunately for them anyways, I for one love being right..

But really, do you see an exit? Be my guest, look around..

glassdesert490

(Morphine was silent for a moment, looking down at the golden chains that adorned their draconic-serpentine body, it was always a pain for these chains to restrict movement, even if the only movement they had was the use of their long arms)

Mimicry hatte recht, ich war der Letzte aus der Gruppe, der aus unserem ursprünglichen Universum geworfen wurde, nur um dann in eines getrennt von allen anderen untergebracht zu werden. WARUM WAR ICH DER LETZTE, WARUM WAR ICH, DERJENIGE, DER IN EINEM VON DUNKELHEIT UMHÜLLTEN RAUM ANGEKETTET WAR, DER LETZTE?!

(Yet no matter how much they lashed out in anger, it only amplified it ten fold.)

narrationssupplied

…. Christ.. I suppose they’ll have a mental breakdown next…

….. there’s a meadow a few trees to your left if you don’t want to be lost in the forest.. at least you’ll be lost out in the open instead.

#me and the boys screaming into the void in german #incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#narration supplied (aren’t you glad?)#sticks and stones seldom hit bones #and our story unravels…#in character

narrationssupplied

(A disturbance? What could this mean?)

(Morphine, better known as It Stares Back, ISB for short, appeared to have come into this place without knowing how or why.. This should be fun, right?)

(A sound like a voice clearing comes from the emptiness..)

A lone being shows up in the middle of nowhere… an empty forest.. cold and dark as void.. only thin beams of moonlight reach the bottom…

What could bring someone to a place like this..? Curiosity? Business? Stupidity? I’d assume stupidity.

glassdesert490

(This voice? Was it one of the others trying to interact? No, no it couldn't be, it didn't sound like any of them at all.)

Who's the one speaking for my actions? (ISB thought, looking around at the forest that surrounded them like the Dark Room once did for many years)

narrationssupplied

… confused.. like all…

(A sound like a pen scribbling on paper..)

They looked rather ridiculous as they looked around the empty area.. Slow and not the sharpest, more than likely..

… the one speaking for your actions would be The Narrator, wouldn’t it?

glassdesert490

The Narrator, you claim to be? Just like the first for me and my group did, expect me to believe it or not, I will eventually get my way out of here.

(Yet, even as they thought, they didn't fully believe theirselves on their statement of eventually getting out.)

narrationssupplied

…. What else would the disembodied voice narrating your actions be?

.. where was I..

It seemed that it was true that they weren’t the sharpest tool in the shed unfortunately.. unfortunately for them anyways, I for one love being right..

But really, do you see an exit? Be my guest, look around..

#if he had nuts they would be torn off ✨#incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#narration supplied (aren’t you glad?)#sticks and stones seldom hit bones #and our story unravels…#in character

narrationssupplied

(A disturbance? What could this mean?)

(Morphine, better known as It Stares Back, ISB for short, appeared to have come into this place without knowing how or why.. This should be fun, right?)

(A sound like a voice clearing comes from the emptiness..)

A lone being shows up in the middle of nowhere… an empty forest.. cold and dark as void.. only thin beams of moonlight reach the bottom…

What could bring someone to a place like this..? Curiosity? Business? Stupidity? I’d assume stupidity.

glassdesert490

(This voice? Was it one of the others trying to interact? No, no it couldn't be, it didn't sound like any of them at all.)

Who's the one speaking for my actions? (ISB thought, looking around at the forest that surrounded them like the Dark Room once did for many years)

narrationssupplied

… confused.. like all…

(A sound like a pen scribbling on paper..)

They looked rather ridiculous as they looked around the empty area.. Slow and not the sharpest, more than likely..

… the one speaking for your actions would be The Narrator, wouldn’t it?

#incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#narration supplied (aren’t you glad?)#and our story unravels…#sticks and stones seldom hit bones #in character

(A disturbance? What could this mean?)

(Morphine, better known as It Stares Back, ISB for short, appeared to have come into this place without knowing how or why.. This should be fun, right?)

(A sound like a voice clearing comes from the emptiness..)

A lone being shows up in the middle of nowhere… an empty forest.. cold and dark as void.. only thin beams of moonlight reach the bottom…

What could bring someone to a place like this..? Curiosity? Business? Stupidity? I’d assume stupidity.

#incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#narration supplied (aren’t you glad?)#sticks and stones seldom hit bones #and our story unravels…#in character

(It’s calm, isn’t it..?)

(How wonderful..)

#incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#and our story unravels…#in character

(…. The air is still… until it crackles with change.. an abstraction of the universe……….)

(My, my… this could be interesting..)

#incorporeal (but you didn’t know any better)#in character

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