Antarctic Termite

Masagera: A Deep Sea Fantasy Adventure (Mer people, and other fantasy deep sea races abound)

@Kaylan The Lioness Alright. This idea is a good catch, I might just be hooked.

(by which I mean I might draw up a worm character)

Masagera: A Deep Sea Fantasy Adventure (Mer people, and other fantasy deep sea races abound)

Simple and very nicely set out. I'm not sure how clean my schedule is for roleplaying but I'll keep a goggled eye open.

On clearly classifying characters into races, are the races loosely correspondent to biological categories on Earth? For example, would the Selachi represent cartilaginous fish as opposed to Mer being related to bony fish? That feels about right as it sets Mer as the most diverse, leaving Selachi as mostly sharks and a handful of ancient fish like rays and lamprey. Might also leave us seeing sea slug Tueda, which could be pretty cool.

Bored spammers help me translate a song.

This one.

I assume it's in English because fragments of it are clearly decipherable, but a lot of it is quite garbled. So much so that I can't find lyrics for Source anywhere on the internet, and apparently nobody else can either, because the band involved released this lyric video just to fuck with us.

Anyway, progress so far is as follows. ? = Uncertain word. xxx = Undeciphered word. x = Undeciphered syllable.
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xxx xxx
xxx moon
x x x x shape up to
Good lord

High street
Pushin' steam
xxx high is? 'sposed to dream
But you go

All I want to know is how to start? all again
You want in

All I need to know is how to gain control
To shape this soul

All I want x x about yourself
So x x x your ecstasy
Your heart is x x me
All I want x x about yourself
So x x x your ecstasy
xxx xxx xxx visionary?

xxx xxx
xxx moon
x x x x shape up to
Good lord

High street
Pushin' steam
xxx high is? 'sposed to dream
But you go

All I want to know is how to start? all again
You want in

All I need to know is how to gain control
To shape this soul

I don't want to xxx inside of me
So x x x your ecstasy
x x heart? x x you're in
xxx xxx xxx xxx yourself?
So x x x your ecstasy
xxx heart is x x me
Ever x you x and
Ever x you x and
Why? x x sailin' x
Ever x you xxx I?
Ever x you xxx I'm in? the silence
In the silence

[screechy dance instrumental]

All I want x x about yourself
So xxx your ecstasy
x x x the mysteries
All I want x x about yourself
So xxx your ecstasy
xxx xxx xxx Listerine?

x x the way
[The snow will rise]?
Ever x x x x it's all x x x
It's all close?
I'll xxx
xxx xxx with out exception?
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This is a terrible idea.

Help Wanted

one of you guys (or Gals)

@Joegreenbeen

I still maintain that the best option is to visualise everyone on the internet as a strong, attractive, naked man and refer to them as 'my son'.

Theme songs

Hit it
Or this thing if you want something that can play in-thread and has a music video

Burrow? >>

@KuroTenshi

My guess is autocorrected 'Kuro', or that you are an earthworm

Spam, please take Magnum back.

<Snipped quote by The Nexerus>

Well I'm glad that the truth has finally been illuminated

I feel so enlightened

A third lamp joke that I couldn't think of but it would have been funny if I had

@Kill Bones

It must be delightful
You're simply aglow with gratitude
It switches on positive emoshines that someone would be so helpfilament
kill me

Grammer tips by Aza

Or, when unsure, you could put in the second o but make it a zero instead.

That is the way to0 look hip, and 'cool'.
I haven't even posted this yet and I already regret it. Please, kill me.

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

Glad to see you guys made this succeed.

Candlewick [CLOSED]

A note that I'll be gone Friday, Saturday and Sunday, so if anyone wants in on Sidwell's sweet homo ass during that time you'll have to wait.

I don't actually know any Latin, so I'm going to bullshit with Google Translate for the time being until he goes back to Frankish. Fortunately, the errors which will inevitably show themselves can be passed off as his lack of literacy.

Candlewick [CLOSED]

Observatory.
"Conantes dicere quid?" More fluent than his own words, and a reassuringly human sentiment. Some tension released by the change of tongue and tone, Sidwell listened closely.

The confused foreigner in finery, whom he had decided to establish as a woman, was plainly lying or self-deceived, or perhaps even a pagan. Saint John had been shown the dead rising from their tombs at the end of days, and Thomas Didymus had put his finger in the wounds of the risen Christ; So surely Innocent could be yet dead while he feels his heart pump and his chest shift. Or if not dead, in some state of having died. I am in Purgatory, he concluded with ultimate confidence. This place is my Judgement.

A third stranger arose, mumbling. The boy. To Sidwell's immense relief, his first action was very familiar. "Benedico te," he mumbled, waving a hand in blessing underneath the marked man's stoic but polite introduction in a blend of sounds not entirely dissimilar to what Innocent's precious few Anglish visitors spoke. Christopher- A good name, a very good name, although his arms remained his most distracting feature. Was the man diseased, or cursed? Yet still a small oddity in the land of the dead.

The hairless woman's name was Zosime. By her own confession, she too had no answer to their surroundings, but was vigorously intent on finding them. Sidwell already had the only answer he needed to be satisfied, but the notion to stay grouped was a good and obvious one. He stepped a little closer to the metal device, noticing the rock in the floor and the strange, salty tang in the air that he had missed. "...Credo fiunt ex aere," I suppose they are made of brass, he offered in innocent helplessness, uncertain of the Latin phrasing. His world was too small to know much about anything here except the books.