Kandykorn
Lion Apologist
- Location
- The Goof Realm
- Pronouns
- They/Them
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“Heroes. Made, not born. Heroes are normally forged through hardship. Through pain. But also through hope. And love. And truth.
You could be a hero.”
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A Bright yellow void.
Quiet. For a second.
Then screaming.
Around you, three other people are dealing with the same situation you are. They’re far away, but you can make out some stuff about what they’re wearing. There’s a person in goth-y clothes, someone in a button down white shirt with suspenders, and someone in a yellow dress. All three of them are screaming.
You start to remember the weird invitation you’d got. A game of 'Dungeons and Druddigon.’ You accepted, being new to the Blueberry Academy, and wanting to make some new friends, you had accepted. You showed up in a room set up for the game with a bag of dice and a nervous sweat. The table, which was in a dorm of another student, was nice, and on it were battle maps and minis of lots of pokemon.
You remember the weird bottle in the middle of the table, and you remember the goth person picking it up and rubbing it.
You remember the golden toddler who popped out of it. A shiny hoopa, in it’s confined form.
Me.
You remember I threw up a golden ring, and shot you into my world to play my game.
And now you’re in my void.
You and the others, that is.
Seemingly, I’m gone, but you’re more than welcome to ask me a question if you don’t know what to do. Once we’re done here, you’ll be able to do seemingly anything. You say what you’d like to do, and I’ll roll a dice to determine how well you do it. If I get conflicting responses, I might combine them, or roll a dice to decide which one wins out.
To LEAVE my void, you need to answer me this.
What’s your name, and what class do you want to play?
Now, I know you have some questions. “What classes are there? What should I call you? Why did you take me?”
And to answer those questions, You may call me a Dungeon Master. I took you here because you agreed to play my game.
Now, as for classes, We are playing the Highly controversial seventh edition of D&D, but simplified, so your classes to choose from are as follows.
Barbarian
Take as long as you need, but do remember you won’t be allowed to leave until you do!
I eagerly await your response, player!
“Heroes. Made, not born. Heroes are normally forged through hardship. Through pain. But also through hope. And love. And truth.
You could be a hero.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A Bright yellow void.
Quiet. For a second.
Then screaming.
Around you, three other people are dealing with the same situation you are. They’re far away, but you can make out some stuff about what they’re wearing. There’s a person in goth-y clothes, someone in a button down white shirt with suspenders, and someone in a yellow dress. All three of them are screaming.
You start to remember the weird invitation you’d got. A game of 'Dungeons and Druddigon.’ You accepted, being new to the Blueberry Academy, and wanting to make some new friends, you had accepted. You showed up in a room set up for the game with a bag of dice and a nervous sweat. The table, which was in a dorm of another student, was nice, and on it were battle maps and minis of lots of pokemon.
You remember the weird bottle in the middle of the table, and you remember the goth person picking it up and rubbing it.
You remember the golden toddler who popped out of it. A shiny hoopa, in it’s confined form.
Me.
You remember I threw up a golden ring, and shot you into my world to play my game.
And now you’re in my void.
You and the others, that is.
Seemingly, I’m gone, but you’re more than welcome to ask me a question if you don’t know what to do. Once we’re done here, you’ll be able to do seemingly anything. You say what you’d like to do, and I’ll roll a dice to determine how well you do it. If I get conflicting responses, I might combine them, or roll a dice to decide which one wins out.
To LEAVE my void, you need to answer me this.
What’s your name, and what class do you want to play?
Now, I know you have some questions. “What classes are there? What should I call you? Why did you take me?”
And to answer those questions, You may call me a Dungeon Master. I took you here because you agreed to play my game.
Now, as for classes, We are playing the Highly controversial seventh edition of D&D, but simplified, so your classes to choose from are as follows.
Barbarian
- Angry boy who uses that anger to fight.
- Music is your magic.
- You hit things with weapons!
- You hit things WITHOUT magic! or Weapons! Just punching!
- Sneaky thieves.
- Magic from your years of study.
- You need to sacrifice people to obtain your power!
- I know this is from the podcast ‘critical wingull’, but it's cool.
Take as long as you need, but do remember you won’t be allowed to leave until you do!
I eagerly await your response, player!
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