#theomniplayer

[felixcosm]

Assumption: you would like to befriend a cryptid

YES! Mothman come here I just want to talk <3

[computerwarrior]

A young woman loaded into the grid looking rather lost @omnitheplayer

A User arriving into the Grid was a rare and miraculous occasion, their arrival always heralded by a tall beacon of light shining up to the sky.

As soon as Ark saw the signal, she headed for the arcade building that was the entry point.

Clad in the official System Monitor armor and holding her staff out by her side, she positioned herself as a greeting party.

As soon as the User came into view, Ark addressed her in the standard manner, "Welcome to the Grid, User. What is your business this cycle?"

[ruki--mukami]

Eh- I’m a newly turned vampire and I was wondering if you have any advice on being a good vampire, since I’m new at this @omnitheplayer (vampire au)

“A turned Vampire…?” The eldest questioned in disbelief that someone turned, just like him, would approach him for advice. “Well, I will only say this once, so you ought to listen closely. And I expect you not to interfere with my prey, either.”

In hushed tones, Ruki ensured that no eavesdroppers would catch their conversation.

“Purebloods are much stronger and magically gifted than us turned Vampires, so it’s best you do not engage with them unless it’s absolutely necessary. If I were you I would lay low and stick to easy targets for now to suck their blood. People who are weak, have few ties with others, and maintain a fair diet. The last one is particularly important for the taste of their own blood. Don’t select anyone who is already anemic or suffers from an ailment of some kind. Is that understood?”

[nox-lunarwing]

A young woman teleports into the castle looking around “this place is huge” she muttered to herself out loud @omnitheplayer (hi Thursday recommended you to me)

"Oh, so you are a friend of Thursday's well met!

​My name is Nox Lunarwing and I'm my universe's Princess of Spirits. Though I should give you a heads up, my castle exists in the spirit realm though it is connected to the ruins on my island in the living realm."

Her castle has gothic architecture lit by ghostly blue flames and the guards seem to consist of various supernatural beings such as werewolves, vampires, lamias, and living armor, along with Thestrals (bat ponies) from the living world.

Outside the windows, it overlooks an otherworldly landscape of floating bits of manifestations from the living world. The laws of physics are seemingly nonexistant here, as there are waterfalls of spectral blue that flow upwards, sideways and disconnected yet still flowing as if they were not.

The dragon pony in front of her stands a good 6 feet on all fours and has dragon forelimbs and large hooves legs that could support her standing upright if she chose to.

​"but you are welcome here regardless, though might I know your name?"

[askthespnarrator]

I’ve been wondering for a whole if you’re a disembodied voice? Or if you have a body somewhere we just can’t see?

A question often posed. I am both. I am corporeal and incorporeal. A side effect of this place, it’s a strange place to try and nail down.

[waywardstanleys]

@theomniplayer​ (continued from here) “Eh- My name is Omni, I think I know your narrator” she muttered approaching slightly but stopping abruptly when told not too.

“Oh- ok… does that hurt? Is there anything I can do to help as that doesn’t look healthy” she asked

“Yeah... nice to meet you, O̸m͟͢n̛͜i̕͟͠-͟...if ignore the glitchy circumstances. Call me Tom, it’s my first name and I pre̶f̡e̴r̵ ͡i̧t much m͞or͏e tha̵n ̡S͝tan̷l̛ey.” The guy sits down, slowly and awkwardly. A half of his body is consumed by glitches of odd kind, the one kind that could be described as ‘static noise’. Another half that is clear of it yet looks pretty normal if not a little too pale at the moment. Freckles & moles look really bright on his skin for now- or could those be tiny glitches that pretend looking like them? It’s not very clear. “What do you mean by kņo͠wing my Narrator?” His uncovered blue eye darts around the hallway and stops at Omni. “It’s just... glitches. They don’t hurt me as badly as they hu͞rt̴ ͞t̛h̀o̵s̀e ̧w̶h̀o ́t͠o҉u͜ch̶ m͡e͢.͞”

[not-another-parable]

Hi, I’m Omni and I was wondering if you had any idea what the company that owns this office actually does?

"Oh! Of course I do, we are-- or we were a, um... I think... I want to say, uh...." He frantically searched for some unknown phrase sitting right outside his mind's reach. "Um, actually... Can I get back to you on that?"

[neverendingparable]

Be honest, Mr Narrator, how do you feel about Stanley? I can tell you care about him somewhat.

"I care about him. I care about him more than he knows. I made him for the Story, specifically for this Parable." The Narrator's voice takes on a different tone - almost desperate - as if it alone could convey what his words couldn't.

"Stellan didn't want my gift. He never understood the privilege I gave him when I made him the Protagonist of my Story. He never cared to understand what I was trying to say. That he was someone special, finally in his life, that someone wanted him to be the center of their world.

But Stanley, my sweet Stanley, I created him to appreciate what Stellan couldn't. He enjoys the Parable because he knows it is how I show my love for him, my adoration. He is my muse."