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CURRENT EVENT:
HUNTING.
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Griefer tag: #plant boy speaks
Calypso tag: #pirate lesbian speaks

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@players-hate
Meet the Block Tales Player!
Feel free to ask them any questions you wish:)
This is them! Say Hi!
CURRENT EVENT:
HUNTING.
Roleplay tag: #it hates all..?
Griefer tag: #plant boy speaks
Calypso tag: #pirate lesbian speaks
Please god
MEN CAN BE BIG AND HAIRY WHILE ALSO BEING TRANS.
TESTOSTERONE TREATMENTS EXIST. FULLY TRANSITIONED MEN TYPICALLY HAVE THESE AND DUE TO IT GAIN BODILY HAIR.
Purple and Green… eugh look at them
Fun fact Purple’s hairstyle is a partial shave
Green how the fuck did you pull that woman
Also, there’s a reason they wear their wedding rings on chains. They typically hide the chains and rings under their shirt/dress to prevent thieves from eyeing them.
Red and Blue!
They really got their parents features huh…
Noobador for this world!
Yes he has the canon hair rico gives him, it puffs up like that due to the mask what a loser
And yes, he’s trans, I have actual lore reasons for this. If you want em ask for em.
HUNTING.
The Player reaches the Manor and begins to comb through the grounds nearby, searching methodically in a grid pattern. The zombies here are no issue here, falling with a mere flick of their new Brigand Sword. Even with the winged ones, they simply threw their sword and cut them down, though it often covers them in greenish blood.
That’s when they hear the whispering coming from somewhere off to the right, towards an incline in the terrain, their head snapping towards the sound. They crouch slightly, beginning to move in a slow creep, careful to make sure their footsteps make no sound in the dirt.
As they approach, the voices become clearer: one male, one female, both in hushed tones, using biting words that would make any person flinch. Their voices came from what appeared to be a small cave in the side of a hill, though barely even that, more like an opening just the size of a person that lead into a small space. It was well hidden with overgrown greenery. A perfect place for two criminals. Just not perfect enough to escape its prying eyes.
They had already thought out how they were going to do this, already had everything they needed prepared. They carefully creep up to the cave entrance, grabbing an item from their inventory, just holding it, feeling the weight of the black plastic in their hand… before they pull the pin with their teeth and throw it through the gap.
A bright flash detonates from the small device, collective sounds of surprise ringing out as the flashbang blinds the two. Player dashes in before either can recover, using their element of surprise to strike both hard with the flat of their sword, catching them both upside the head in just the right way to get them both to crumple to the ground, unconscious.
They take a moment, standing up straight, just to stare at the two on the ground. Green Noob, with his tank top and bandages covering his hands, and Purple Noob, with her simple short dress and sheath on her belt. They’d been formidable opponents to the Player, but to it, they were little more than the dirt under their shoes. They were a worse breed of monster than it, willing to harm their own children for their purposes.
They would make perfect sacrifices.
I have returned!
The event continues.
WOULD ANYONE LIKE TO DRAW A PHIGHTING OC?
As we all know probably, I don’t have the skill or patience for drawing. Hence, I’m asking the internet if anyone would like to draw a phighting oc I’ve made!
All the colors are fully planned, it’s just that Roblox doesn’t allow me to make them to the fullest of my ideas for them.
Her name? Captain Cutlass.
Her gear? Pirate Lietenant’s Cutlass
Feel free to stylize her as much as you like too!
References:
(Please note shes intended to have pants (harem pants) and boots, the colors are outlined in the first image)
Burnout:(
The event will continue when i have writing motivation
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Go say hello to Noli and his kids Aspx and Xpsa!
Would anyone wanna see a blog of my interpretation of Noli?
Update on this
Noli, aspx and xpsa
The idea of making a noli blog is heavily tempting to me but idk if anyones gonna actually care so like:,)
Would anyone wanna see a blog of my interpretation of Noli?
Update on this
Noli, aspx and xpsa
A figure falls from the sky and lands on their feet. As 4 others fall and hit the ground next to them, not landing as gracefully as the first.
The figure gets up and helps the others up. The Ghostwalker in a sheath on their back.
@talesoftorment-blocktalesau
The Player had just been heading back to Bizville after securing the Windforce. They’re still rough after their fight with that damned dragon, and even in the short time they’d been in Trinity, their horns and tail had both grown. Their horns were almost impossible to hide now, with small points sticking just above the hair that formerly covered it. Their tail, thankfully, was easy enough to obscure due to its slimness.
As the figures land, they straighten up, eyes flashing with a faint hint of crimson. Damn this. They’re tired and done with fighting for the time being. But they still let their hand stray to the Firebrand at their side.
What is it this time? Don’t tell I gotta deal with more shit like Mccool.
They sound annoyed. Very annoyed.
Shed} I would've banned them if Vona didn't slaughter them in our world... because I know Vona would do some gnarly shit... ive seen what they were capable of when under the Nameless Divines influence... divine... the bodies... they were so young when I found them too...
Shedletsky looks traumatized recalling this massacre of sorts...
Calypso} Heyyy at least the future will be better when we defeat the Nameless!
Shed} We can only hope that it gets better.
Cyrus} If it wasn't for Vona's pacifist card then I would've been a bloody paste on the ground... or beheaded.
Brad} You do not need to remind me of that moment with that gorilla fucking exploding on me from their attack. Makes my skin itch so much. But they did save dad from an assassination and by extension me...
Calypso} Man you guys really made it rough for them to reach out to you.
Brad} Don't gotta tell me twice...
Cyrus} Would've been awful if they didn't get freed from that horrible manipulation. We all would've been dead.
Player gives this low hum, glancing between the people talking. Hell, the only reason they weren’t more ruthless is because they had a front to keep.
I plan to trade the lives of those two for Trotter.
They say it simply, like they weren’t proposing sacrificing two lives for one person. Griefer appears… uncomfortable, but gives this slow nod in apparent agreement. Even if he didn’t exactly agree with the idea, trading two shitty people for a good one… it was something he could get behind, at least.
…He didn’t deserve his fate. The Calypso I know didn’t deserve to lose the family she’d found. And it means the kids don’t have to deal with those two shitbags anymore.
Shedletsky nods.
Shed} Not our world but to be honest... I probably wouldn't have even tried to stop Vona from killing them..
Calypso} Yeah that's fair... its honestly better to rid the filth and bring back purity! I do hope it goes well for you Player!
Brad} Speaking of- Calypso are you going to look for a new "family" as you say?
Calypso} Yeah... Yeah I am.
Calypso hums a sea shanty of sorts.
Player gives a short huff, bringing their hand to rest on the Firebrand’s hilt. Though they don’t exactly move from where they’re leaning against Griefer. He obviously notices.
…Y0U SH0ULD SL33P, PUNK. 1’LL H4NDL3 TH1NGS FR0M H3R3, Y34H?
Player gives this slightly offended sound, opening their mouth to complain, but they’re interrupted by an unexpected yawn. They then slowly frown, annoyed at how their own biology betrayed them.
..Alright, alright… thanks, Griefer.
They mumble their words, slowly letting themselves slump against Griefer. It’s fairly clear that they trust him, but the second they’re actually asleep, he gives this sly grin, digging his hand into the pocket where they keep their call cards, grabbing the one for Cassie.
1F Y0U 4R3N’T G0NN4 T4K3 C4R3 0F Y0URS3LF, 1’M D01NG 1T F0R Y0U!
Calypso} ?
Shed} What are you planning..?
Shedletsky spoke rather quietly.
. . .
Vona} who's call card?
Vona's team flinched from the spook on them being awake. The voice was also quiet.
Brad} shhh... quiet.
Cyrus looks at Griefer. He's worried. As he stands up and looks around. And looks at Griefer again.
Cyrus} what is your plan..?
Griefer gives this faint snort as he holds up the Call Card, showing the red and grey swirling background with a gold starry design on the front.
W3LL, 1’M N0 G00D W1TH H34L1NG SH1T, BUT 1 KN0W S0M30N3 WH0 1S!
He taps the surface of the card, watching as it briefly floats in the air before vanishing, no doubt going right back into the Player’s pocket.
Y0U’LL S33!
The crew simply waited as Brad made himself some healers tea. It was his father's favorite.
Shedletsky was patching Vona up stitching cuts shut and through cleaning of them...
Then there’s that low tearing sound from the sky again as someone appears with a startled yelp. Yet they still manage to land gracefully. This is a young woman with pinkish hair, tan skin, and a scar across her nose. Her hair is adorned with a silver crown that glints in the light, carrying symbolism of swirling winds and three different small gems, red, blue, and purple, inset into the silver metal. She wears a red, checkered vest and dark grey shirt with red stitching, and where she’d worn pants when the Player first met her, they were now replaced with a long skirt of the same dark grey, the fabric loose and flowing to allow movement. She appears slightly nervous as she glances around, but lights up upon seeing Player and Griefer.
Meet Queen Cassie Aphthiton.
Oh! Hello again, Brad! Is— is Player okay?
Griefer grins as Cassie addresses him.
H3Y! 0H, 4ND, UH… TH4T’S WHY 1 C4LL3D Y0U, TH3Y’R3 JUST T1R3D, BUT TH3Y C0ULD US3 S0M3 H34L1NG…
A figure falls from the sky and lands on their feet. As 4 others fall and hit the ground next to them, not landing as gracefully as the first.
The figure gets up and helps the others up. The Ghostwalker in a sheath on their back.
@talesoftorment-blocktalesau
The Player had just been heading back to Bizville after securing the Windforce. They’re still rough after their fight with that damned dragon, and even in the short time they’d been in Trinity, their horns and tail had both grown. Their horns were almost impossible to hide now, with small points sticking just above the hair that formerly covered it. Their tail, thankfully, was easy enough to obscure due to its slimness.
As the figures land, they straighten up, eyes flashing with a faint hint of crimson. Damn this. They’re tired and done with fighting for the time being. But they still let their hand stray to the Firebrand at their side.
What is it this time? Don’t tell I gotta deal with more shit like Mccool.
They sound annoyed. Very annoyed.
Shed} I would've banned them if Vona didn't slaughter them in our world... because I know Vona would do some gnarly shit... ive seen what they were capable of when under the Nameless Divines influence... divine... the bodies... they were so young when I found them too...
Shedletsky looks traumatized recalling this massacre of sorts...
Calypso} Heyyy at least the future will be better when we defeat the Nameless!
Shed} We can only hope that it gets better.
Cyrus} If it wasn't for Vona's pacifist card then I would've been a bloody paste on the ground... or beheaded.
Brad} You do not need to remind me of that moment with that gorilla fucking exploding on me from their attack. Makes my skin itch so much. But they did save dad from an assassination and by extension me...
Calypso} Man you guys really made it rough for them to reach out to you.
Brad} Don't gotta tell me twice...
Cyrus} Would've been awful if they didn't get freed from that horrible manipulation. We all would've been dead.
Player gives this low hum, glancing between the people talking. Hell, the only reason they weren’t more ruthless is because they had a front to keep.
I plan to trade the lives of those two for Trotter.
They say it simply, like they weren’t proposing sacrificing two lives for one person. Griefer appears… uncomfortable, but gives this slow nod in apparent agreement. Even if he didn’t exactly agree with the idea, trading two shitty people for a good one… it was something he could get behind, at least.
…He didn’t deserve his fate. The Calypso I know didn’t deserve to lose the family she’d found. And it means the kids don’t have to deal with those two shitbags anymore.
Shedletsky nods.
Shed} Not our world but to be honest... I probably wouldn't have even tried to stop Vona from killing them..
Calypso} Yeah that's fair... its honestly better to rid the filth and bring back purity! I do hope it goes well for you Player!
Brad} Speaking of- Calypso are you going to look for a new "family" as you say?
Calypso} Yeah... Yeah I am.
Calypso hums a sea shanty of sorts.
Player gives a short huff, bringing their hand to rest on the Firebrand’s hilt. Though they don’t exactly move from where they’re leaning against Griefer. He obviously notices.
…Y0U SH0ULD SL33P, PUNK. 1’LL H4NDL3 TH1NGS FR0M H3R3, Y34H?
Player gives this slightly offended sound, opening their mouth to complain, but they’re interrupted by an unexpected yawn. They then slowly frown, annoyed at how their own biology betrayed them.
..Alright, alright… thanks, Griefer.
They mumble their words, slowly letting themselves slump against Griefer. It’s fairly clear that they trust him, but the second they’re actually asleep, he gives this sly grin, digging his hand into the pocket where they keep their call cards, grabbing the one for Cassie.
1F Y0U 4R3N’T G0NN4 T4K3 C4R3 0F Y0URS3LF, 1’M D01NG 1T F0R Y0U!
Calypso} ?
Shed} What are you planning..?
Shedletsky spoke rather quietly.
. . .
Vona} who's call card?
Vona's team flinched from the spook on them being awake. The voice was also quiet.
Brad} shhh... quiet.
Cyrus looks at Griefer. He's worried. As he stands up and looks around. And looks at Griefer again.
Cyrus} what is your plan..?
Griefer gives this faint snort as he holds up the Call Card, showing the red and grey swirling background with a gold starry design on the front.
W3LL, 1’M N0 G00D W1TH H34L1NG SH1T, BUT 1 KN0W S0M30N3 WH0 1S!
He taps the surface of the card, watching as it briefly floats in the air before vanishing, no doubt going right back into the Player’s pocket.
Y0U’LL S33!
HUNTING.
Thankfully, the train ride was uneventful this time around. Not that they would’ve minded having some criminals to fight, but they’d like to save their energy.
They step off the train, briefly thanking whatever god was out there that the train ran both day and night, and immediately begin their walk into the graveyard. They figured, based off what Noobador said and what they’d seen of the two, that they’d hide in places that others would be scared to reach. Yet they also had the idea that they’d stick near the Manor, where they could easily steal food and supplies.
They easily cut through zombies as they make their way through the Graveyard and to the Manor, humming a dreary tune to themselves. They’d start at the Manor itself, then search in a grid around it, creeping under the cover of night.
They’d find them eventually.
HUNTING.
And so Player made their way to Bizville. The streets are as uncrowded as usual, yet the space is still full of life. They walk across the main path, humming softly to themselves, as of they weren’t about to propose sacrifice.
Reaching the center of town, they spot Noobador in his usual chair. Given the evening sun setting in the West, they figured the kids must be in bed. They step up to him, watching him tilt his head up to look at them.
Noobador was always someone they found interesting in his own way. He’s a noob, at least in appearance, yet he’d done well for himself. He’s mature, strong, and honest. So they felt they owed him the same honesty.
“Hey kid. What’s up?”
They sigh, tapping one finger against the Firebrand’s hilt as they ask, rather simply, if he knew where Green Noob and Purple Noob could be hanging out. He visibly stiffens at the mention of their names, folding his muscled arms against his scarred chest.
“Those two?? The hell do you want from them??”
They don’t hesitate before explaining. The Firebrand. Trotter. Their plan for dealing with two horrible people and bringing a good one back. They watch Noobador clench his jaw as they explain, growing visibly uncomfortable, yet at the same time, there’s a grim understanding.
“Well damn. You’ve really thought this through, huh?”
They simply nod in response.
“Well… it may not be the right thing to do, by any means, but… hell, it’s probably something I’d do, if it was for someone I cared for that much.”
Player frowns, glancing down at the Firebrand at their side. It’s unresponsive, for the moment. Which was probably a good thing.
“I’d assume they would’ve stuck around the Manor to heal up and regroup. I have no idea if they’d still be there, but it’s a start.”
Player nods in response, turning to leave, before they’re interrupted by him speaking up again.
“And hey,”
Player turns their head, tilting it slightly, in an inquisitive manner.
“Give ‘em hell for me, will ya?”
Player pauses. But then, they give a slow nod of agreement. Then they begin to walk into the growing twilight, heading towards the Train Station.
Would anyone wanna see a blog of my interpretation of Noli?