Robeatics

Destroy the Godmodder! (v2.0)

The cat respawns near the moth tree after some asshole shot its corpse! The roaring cosmos grunts and shakes its many heads in disapproval. They sent a cute little cat to be their avatar because it was too cute to murder viciously, dammit. They are truly appalled by this Godmodder chump but must wait for the cat to settle down again before they can continue eating stars and spreading their dew or whatever. The cat would be irritated by the brutal shutdown if it wasn’t a cat. It started fervently licking its asshole. GROOMING: III CATACLYSM OF THE SEMPIPURRNAL: IIIIIIIIIIIII

Destroy the Godmodder! (v2.0)

Gee, Durandal, way to beat a dead horse. Er, cat. Poor kitty.

@Robeatics

It got what it deserved. ;)

@Durandal

Now the Sempiturnal have to send an ocelot or something.

Destroy the Godmodder! (v2.0)

Gee, Durandal, way to beat a dead horse. Er, cat. Poor kitty.

Destroy the Godmodder! (v2.0)

I hope I'm not flooding the thread with too many huge summons. This is basically all the cat can do (Unless the cat is totally unrelated to the summoning itself? That has yet to be seen).

Destroy the Godmodder! (v2.0)

Things went on around the cat that didn’t seem to bother it too much. It basked in the light of the many summoning circles dotting the arena before climbing to its feet and stretching up from its spine, sending every little muscle aquiver with tension before it relaxed back into a seat upon a hunk of rubble. Its eyes closed slowly, contented. GROOMING: IIII With a misty sigh, every macrocosm within the boundaries of mortal cognition dimmed. The cosmos opened wide, a dewy rose blooming on a gray morning, and fell, petal by petal, every descent from their own imponderable, alien skies like a titan swooning back at a thunderclap’s command. Deep beyond the horizon of the galaxy, a petal bent, and the dew came coursing through the veins of every planet of every star that labored, desperately, to survive the oncoming extinction. Where once they stood as pillars to worlds, unshackled gods among the sentient, the few among Nature’s children whose stiff chins stiffened still at the urging of their puny candlelight cousins, they would now be fuel. A necessary sacrifice, for what was to come. Somewhere in the vast cold beings rumbled, eager, keening, hungry, more unknown than even the enigma of the Old Ones, their power equally as immeasurable. The little cat opened its eyes. CATACLYSM OF THE SEMPITERNAL: IIIIIIIIIIIII

Official Dream Journal Thread

I love dreams, this is a cool idea. I'll write in a dream or two when I get home.

If you got a big [Elephant Noise} lemme search it

Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I

@Robeatics

FUCK I MESSED IT THE FUCK UP :(

@Azarthes

You disgrace.

Rate the Username above you!

7/10 +10 Because vampires are cool -3 Because eh

If you got a big [Elephant Noise} lemme search it

Ti esrever dna ti pilf nwod gniht ym tup I

Destroy the Godmodder! (v2.0)

A moth has wandered into the arena! The cat bats at it languidly from its comfortable spot on its side before, apparently losing interest, it dabbed its tongue down along its tufts of chest fur. The moth loops its share of the arena in short circles before finding a proper resting place on a tree. GROOMING: IIII