SRB
:Simple Russian Boi:
- Joined
- Sep 8, 2022
- Messages
- 937
- Points
- 133
That's why I said Fukc.This isn't America~ no 5th amendment rights for you~
I remembered where I am.
*whispers* my hair is not actually green
That's why I said Fukc.This isn't America~ no 5th amendment rights for you~
*whispers* my hair is not actually green
*whispers back, ooc* [grammatically speaking, octopi, octopode, and octopus are all, annoyingly, correct and interchangeable when speaking about these creatures. we've seen marine scientists use all three at any one time.]*Whispers* Also, wouldn't it be correct to say Octopi? There's... A lot of them.
Why, hello there! |˶˙ᵕ˙ )ノ゙Would you like some tea and snacks? A seat, perhaps? I have enough here to go around for ALL of you![to whom... or rather, what do we owe this pleasure of your visit?]
[the ATOMS themselves tremble in confusion]
[as do we in the past]
[and us in the future yet to come]
[how... interesting. this wasn't writ in the STARS alignment nor the ATOMS spin for this day.]
[or at all, really.]
a notebook manifests, held in the tiny tentacles of a small floating octopus. they scribble furiously on it, the scritch of pen on paper filling the... area you find yourself in. whatever notes they've scrawled in there are unreadable. pure gibberish. seemingly satisfied, the creature vanishes. was all of that just for show?
[what brings you out today?]
*whispers* So I can't even correct people on that? Damn, that's my favorite thing to do!*whispers back, ooc* [grammatically speaking, octopi, octopode, and octopus are all, annoyingly, correct and interchangeable when speaking about these creatures. we've seen marine scientists use all three at any one time.]
Of course. Black is the most stylish color. It's also my re-- Nevermind.You can, but is it stylish enough?
You can't escape from me.Eh, when you take over, I'll just switch my soul with the soul of the dum-dum that created me. He'll suffer and I'll be free in the real world.![]()
*falls asleep*
*stabs in sleep*
*wakes up*
Everything for Her StabbynessEhe~ Thanks~
*whispers back* I don't care.*whispers* my hair is not actually green
They are one for me. I don't perceive your reality the same way as you do, Limb One. Multiple timelines, universes, versions... It's all meaningless to me.*Whispers* Also, wouldn't it be correct to say Octopi? There's... A lot of them.
Your what?Of course. Black is the most stylish color. It's also my re-- Nevermind.
I'm not escaping, I'm just going on vacation to another body.You can't escape from me.
That's honestly sad. Why do you even waht to take control of the body, if almost everything is meaningless in your eyes?They are one for me. I don't perceive your reality the same way as you do, Limb One. Multiple timelines, universes, versions... It's all meaningless to me.
Ehehe~ I’ll give you lots of stabby stabby then~Sleep Stabby! So cute~
This Daikon loves all types of stabby stabby as long as it's from Your Stabbyness
![]()
You should try it sometimes, mama. Seeing All as One can be quite a interesting experience. It should be possible for you when you're Sophisticated Soviet Man, you can totally obliterate the self and bask in meaninglessness of it all ^_^That's honestly sad. Why do you even waht to take control of the body, if almost everything is meaningless in your eyes?
I think there's still too much human in me for that, little one. Seeing All as One can be interesting, I'm sure, but... It's not for me.You should try it sometimes, mama. Seeing All as One can be quite a interesting experience. It should be possible for you when you're Sophisticated Soviet Man, you can totally obliterate the self and bask in meaninglessness of it all ^_^
[of course, of course! don't mind us, of course. we're merely tagging along, as it were.]Why, hello there! |˶˙ᵕ˙ )ノ゙Would you like some tea and snacks? A seat, perhaps? I have enough here to go around for ALL of you!
[you are correct to perceive us in this manner.]They are one for me. I don't perceive your reality the same way as you do, Limb One. Multiple timelines, universes, versions... It's all meaningless to me.
[your loss! we very much enjoy it ourselves. then again, you are more focused on matters of the flesh than those of the mind.]Seeing All as One can be interesting, I'm sure, but... It's not for me.
Nothing ←_←Your what?![]()
Mm.I'm not escaping, I'm just going on vacation to another body.
Because it's the only way for me to go back. If I can't go back. If I can't return home... Returning. This is the only thing that has a meaning.That's honestly sad. Why do you even waht to take control of the body, if almost everything is meaningless in your eyes?
woooooaaaaaahfhhghhhhh....Ehehe~ I’ll give you lots of stabby stabby then~
*wraps win hair*
*hair starts stabbing*
...[you are correct to perceive us in this manner.]
Make yourselves at home, then! *pulls out chairs for every instance of Quagma* *takes out snacks from Infinite food*[of course, of course! don't mind us, of course. we're merely tagging along, as it were.]
[raspberry lemon, if you have it.]Make yourselves at home, then! *pulls out chairs for every instance of Quagma* *takes out snacks from Infinite food*
Any preferences on tea? ^_^
Good luck~Started playing Elden Ring again, but my brain keeps mixing the controls with HSR. I'm foreseeing a lot of dying![]()
We’re just getting started~woooooaaaaaahfhhghhhhh....so... so nice... ehehe~ perfect stabbies from prefect Her Stabbyness
so lovely~
Change your keybinds ?Started playing Elden Ring again, but my brain keeps mixing the controls with HSR. I'm foreseeing a lot of dying![]()
Here's a bottomless cup of raspberry lemon black tea, I'll have to warn you, it's very sour! ?[raspberry lemon, if you have it.]
Thank youGood luck~
I'm getting stabbed, I mean, spoiled today so much~We’re just getting started~
*stabs heart*
*hair stabs further*
Confession: I never change bindings in games (unless they are Turboretardismo level). It fucks up with my brain more than not. I can remember which button does what even lessChange your keybinds ?![]()
Thank you for the offer, my lady, but I am already very satisfied with the tea you prepared for me. Moreover, while I was dreaming of the various dimensions and seeing the different branches, I wondered what could make them so different. Perhaps a simple choice can completely change the course of history. Milk instead of chamomile, or an unexpected encounter with a person who shouldn't be there.If you so desire, I could add chamomile without the part that makes you feel sleepy. That is, unless you prefer chamomile precisely so that you may relax.
It is true that circumstances change, and yesterday's enemy can become today's ally.You're welcome, it is unfortunate that circumstances did not permit me to be so cordial at that time.
I can't help but compliment you as if it were an instinct I cannot resist, present deep within my soul.I appreciate the compliment ^_^
Let me know in any way if you enjoyed them, my lady. Even in another timeline, in another world, in another way.I do enjoy surprises every now and then, so I shall figure it out for myself at a later date.
*She slips the box of chocolates into her pockets... that skirt had pockets? How convenient."
I'm glad we can discuss this without resorting to violence.I have been doing my own thinking, observing and imagining those countless possibilities that may or may not be. Truthfully, right now, I have no reason to see you dead.
When we first met, the Watcha before me was imperfect, whole in a way that is not, a smear upon this reality.
Though now that you are again seated before me, I can see you in your entirety - your beginning, your contents, your very end. You too, now have a story, the tale of the [CURSED TIMELINE] that you have forced upon this school. Grim and imperfect it may be, it is a word that contains you nevertheless. It is in my conscience that I let you see it through to the end, even if I abhor it so.
And in that tale, it was written down that you had sour lemon tea on that fateful afternoon, impossible it as you made it be, with my existence, it becomes an inevitability. Though do not mistake me, for beyond the end of that world - I will have to finish what I started.
The man in white approaches the levitating octopus in front of him.[how... interesting. this wasn't writ in the STARS alignment nor the ATOMS spin for this day.]
[or at all, really.]
a notebook manifests, held in the tiny tentacles of a small floating octopus. they scribble furiously on it, the scritch of pen on paper filling the... area you find yourself in. whatever notes they've scrawled in there are unreadable. pure gibberish. seemingly satisfied, the creature vanishes. was all of that just for show?
[what brings you out today?]
I am dismayed for having dragged you into this war and for what I am about to do.[Combat has its perks. We can be quite creative when it comes to that. Yet, it loses its luster when it drags on for too long, or with excessive loss of life. People are free to kill each other off all day long, but at the end of the day, we've all got places to go and things to do. This war of attrition cannot continue.]
[besides] says another octopus, appearing next to the original, [there is a greater threat looming on the horizon. can you not feel it? how it shakes the very foundation of our existence?]