Saint dans les Ténèbres
@hereticalPolymath
Je suis le héraut.
Some OOC notes for pinned: This is a sburb AU of an oc of mine! He destroyed his whole session, along with (almost) everyone in it after deciding he no longer trusted his fellow players to create a kinder, more stable universe in the aftermath of his session, using his abilities as Lord of Void to eradicate each and every one of them from their timelines and allowing the session to be overwritten by another, more stable session. He has since resided in the Furthest Ring with the only other remaining player from his home. He calls himself the Herald, though what precisely he heralds is unknown, and he reveals his true face only rarely. He likes to collect secrets, and though he has no qualms with cruelty, he will sometimes overwrite them for the sake of someone else, if asked kindly. He may also reveal secrets in code on the timeline, denoted by this phrase: "Things unknown may not remain so, if you simply open your eyes." View raw text to read it! If you have a secret you want him to know about your character to talk about or twist around when he talks, you can submit them here. https://tally.so/r/KYyJvk
Hm. Somehow did not expect this one.
I am being cuddled by the raging sun monster (aka Firefly, aka Lightbringer). Genuinely I could not have foreseen this I was the Oracle at Delphi herself.
Firefly has spent the whole day throwing me dirty looks. It is quite a bit more than a little funny.
Not so much a lie as a half truth I suppose. If one wants to qualify going from just above lukewarm to steaming as "a few degrees hotter".
Rairikion is boiling the coffee in his mug. As the kids say. Womp womp. I will be back later once he has calmed down some.
He will not post it. And as loathe as I generally am to show my face, to spite is my favorite hobby. A photograph taken by my dearest knight of myself and my compatriot, @incandescentVisionary
Active embodiment as a general ability can be a nuisance.
In other, more exciting news. I enraged my counterpart so dreadfully over the course of our most recent game (I will admit, I cheated) that he burned a hole in the carpet and scorched the chair he was sitting in. Fascinating stuff.
You should consider yourself lucky I didn't blind you by accident, wretch.
Ah, damn. He doesn't want to play chess now. Because he found out why I was calling him hey you. He offered me no clarity, by the way.
Perhaps you should use the brain I know you have, Harold.
I have yet to figure out if he wants me to call him by his given name, or his title, or what. I have instead taken to calling out "Hey, You" whenever I need his attention on something.
The lord of this universe does not like me very much. I think it is because we are, unfortunately, very alike.
Well there's no need to be rude.
It seems my time in the Farthest Ring may be at an end? We shall see. I agree to nothing until I know more.
Now this is interesting.
Hahaha ha Haha ha.
And here I thought the Lord of my session was salacious. Good heavens.
To be perfectly fucking clear I am the Lord of my session.
Unbelievable. I am busy, Joseph.
:) Thanks Harry, you're a doll.
Ugh. I am trying to watch a tragedy unfold through the void and he is on the timeline humilating a skeletonized me.
Hey, he agreed to do it.
(̥ ̥এ́⍜এ̥̀)̥̥ deserved l◕l◕l◕l◕l
Oh look at that. The Reaper makes a move.
. Okay. I have returned to my normal state. At the very least I no longer feel the need to rip him to bits and little pieces with my teeth.
I want to sink my teeth into his throat and bite and bite and bite and bite.
I am capable of being normal.