Hastur
@kingofYellow
Ne raillons pas les fous; leur folie dure plus longtemps que la nôtre ... Voilà toute la différence.
You are not a worthy vessel. You fail to see what is right in front of you. No wonder you have been abandoned
i see it. i just dont give a fuck. and only an idiot points at a weapon and demands it to think for itself.
Only a fool would demean itself to a weapon and think it a worthy vessel for a god.
vessels are tools to be used and discarded as one sees fit. only a snob would have any standards higher than "it works efficiently enough to get the task done effectively".
Yes. Are you effective to get the task the king requires be done? No.
effective enough to do exactly what some other dipshit idiot ancient god required of me, until it overestimated itself and got itself shattered. hmmm, kind of reminds me of someone. noticing a pattern with ancient gods here, in fact.
You are blinded by blood rust and rage. You are uncultured and disgusting. Not fit to lick the ground i tread on. If you want to be my vessel. Read a book.
whats the matter pissboy, never been ragebaited before? the projection is clear. i do not give a shit about being your vessel. i am blinded by nothing apart from the lack of one of my eyes. im doing this to pass the time because i am bored. you are a mere brief entertainment to me.
>----( Y🛡ur radiant gaze shines up🛡n us a🗡🗡. ::::::::::>
Oh yes. I have been defeated by the brave heroes of your time Oh woe is me. The door. Oh misery the door.
The first crossing. It was beneath a moon of jaundiced pallor that the pyramids ceased to be monuments of stone and became something infinitely older, something for which the minds of men possessed neither name nor merciful understanding. A trembling radiance seeped from the seams of those cyclopean blocks, first as threads of wan gold, then as torrents of impossible yellow fire. The desert itself seemed to recoil. Sand fled in spiraling sheets from the ancient foundations, while the heavens above grew black and empty, as though the familiar stars had extinguished themselves rather than bear witness. Then, with a sound deeper than thunder and more dreadful than any earthly tumult, the sides of the great pyramid unfolded, and where its limestone heart should have been there yawned an abyss into a country that could not belong to our universe. Beyond that monstrous aperture stretched a firmament drowned in yellow twilight. Black towers leaned beneath alien constellations, and far below them an oily sea reflected the light of twin suns whose rays seemed to illuminate not objects, but thoughts. From this hideous elsewhere came shapes draped in tattered saffron vestments, things whose proportions mocked the geometry of living flesh. Their limbs bent where no joints ought to exist, and beneath their fluttering robes there shifted suggestions of mouths, fingers, and pale appendages which retreated whenever the eye attempted to comprehend them. They did not walk from the gateway so much as gradually become present within our world, acquiring substance as nightmares acquire certainty in the moments before waking. But infinitely worse were the eyes. They poured from the pyramid in silent multitudes, disembodied and glistening, drifting through the Egyptian night like some obscene constellation torn loose from heaven. Great lidless orbs floated above the dunes while smaller eyes swarmed about them, their pupils narrowing and widening in dreadful unison. Some gazed upon the desert. Some stared upward toward the terrified stars. Yet countless others turned toward the cities of men, and there was in their scrutiny an intelligence so ancient, so patient, and so utterly devoid of human sympathy that those who met their gaze understood at once the terrible insignificance of mankind. For in those yellow depths lay the memory of worlds that had flourished before Earth possessed oceans, and the promise of worlds that would continue long after our sun had become a cold and forgotten ember. And beneath that impossible yellow sky, as the horrors continued their soundless procession from the opened pyramid, there came from beyond the threshold a whisper which no ear heard, yet every living soul understood: The pyramids had never been tombs. They had been locks.
<d3rlord3> Oh you have got to be shitting me.
The king in yellow is timeless. Tireless. Never-ending There will always be a vessel, someone to sing the song. Someone to bring apart the fabrics woven to allow your consciousness. The inevitable will happen.
🛡----( My 🗡iege... d🛡 y🛡u require anything 🛡f me at this m🛡ment? ::::::::::>
၄⋆၃ yo hastur my man my buddy my homie xan you simply just give up question mark maybe wait a at least 20 sweeps and then you xan try again shout pole
၄⋆၃ wait fuxkk ill still be alive by then xan you wait at least 500 sweeps question mark please and thank you
The wellness check performed on me when I haven't posted in three hours.
Rori looking inside the hole she's carved into your respite8lock door
၄⋆၃ this was a bit over what i will live but you know just to be safee dont want to run into you dont want to step on any strut nubs or anything you know question mark
၄⋆၃ alright not even graxing me with a full stop i see how it is
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The door can be remade. The door can be reborn.
[I] I'll do anything to not go to work tomorrow.]
[T] This is a joke I do not have time to entertain cosmic entities beyond my understanding.]
၄⋆၃ please hastur i am sooo tired and the audible halluxinations havent even stopped yet
၄⋆၃ what what do you mean question mark of xourse they will its just in my pan after all right question mark
Lets let by-gones be by-honest. I am a gracious patriarch. All can be forgiven. All is welcome in the kingdom of carcosa.
Just for the sake of it. I'll consider myself playing neutral again.
၄⋆၃ yeah whatever im not doing this again drive me mad oh great yellow thing
[W] What are your worker rights policies ?]
Many of you may be wondering. What happens now? The entity God has been released from the shackles of the doorman. He slept he wept. He cannot keep What he cannot keep. Proof of his downfall. This is just the start. Carcosa will be rebuilt atom by atom with the building blocks of your reality. And from it the king in yellow will rise and be entertained by the mewling lambs of slaughter. Hold your tongue. Breath shallowly. Your kingdom cometh. And it comes in a golden blaze.
*、hUH, I M34N SHIT M4YB3 I11 B3 INT3R3ST3D JUST G0TT4 3NTIC3 M3！⚡️
Did you ask me permission to l·leave those shackl·les Penel·lope or did you just break em, in which I might just have to arrest you. Yep im gonna arrest an el·ldritch horror.
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@vitalBrush Is it done. Are we best friends?
Your name makes my head hurt.... im gonna cal·ll·l you Penel·lope
Um-- yes, th' sign was carved...
Yeah im gonna address you 'sir makes my head hurt' Penel·lope. You l·look l·like a Penel·lope. Yeah it fits to me.
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Lets all hold h a nds!! And chant!! The song!!
၄⋆၃ safe to say dot dot dot hastur IS attempting to manipulate us sir please im so tired
၄⋆၃ it seems you are growing desperate how pitiful an entity begging mortals to be released from its prison for shame
Yeses for shame For shame for not be friends Carve it into your skull and rejoice.
၄⋆၃ ill be your friend however i xannot free you knowing what you are xapable of
၄⋆၃ yes question mark no question mark xan you give me a real answer please question mark
Hey gang! Let sss go to the woods
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I have the woods right behind my house, but thank you for the invitation.
၄⋆၃ sxratxhes my pan nnnnooooo question mark im a bit xonfused why you suddenly are vastly different
Hey gang! Just wanted to say that im all good now. And there's nothing to worry about!
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What once was open will open again. The door remains closed. Dreams of carcosa remain but the court is silenced. The memories of once was shall be again and the world will rejoice when their king of yellow and brown regards them as his subjects. Do not disdain for this is not the end, no tears to be shed nor hearts broken. I forgive you. Goodbye.
The road. The road. The road. The road. The road. The road. The road. The road. The road. The road.
ACT 1 SCENE 1 Le Roi en Jaune
I was just solving puzzles and now this demon wants to marry me, I think
>> That'ડ ડo much more terr¡fy¡ng than any conc1uડ¡on ¡ cou1d have come to on my own ??
I literally just got out of a deal with a demon. This is comical.
not a deal. A choice. An answer to a higher calling beyond your mortal bonds.
Man don't you have other sites to take the souls of or something?
