You seem to have chosen a poor time to become her.
This is strangely unusual for you, being that you never saw this occurance happening even after all the mistakes you have made in your time on Alternia.
You are The Betrayer, but that wasnt always what you were known as- once upon a dream you remember being called The Militant, and supporting the ways of The Signless and his followers whom you had once admired but to get where you are now you had to have surely betrayed the Empire? So why is it you seem to be being executed by someone whom you remember as a supporter of the Signless as well!
Being at the Bottom of the Hemospectrum- A Lowly Red Blood like yourself has no chance of an appeal, who would have thought 12 Sweeps could be ended like this.
==> Go back, To the beginning
Oh Jegus, You didnt mean to go back this far!
But since you are, What should you do?
My Pesterchum handle is sulfurateSynteresis. I am on Pesterchum a lot of the time.
SigQuotes:
Originally Posted by Mass Effect 2
Doing a good deed is like pissing yourself in dark pants; it gives you a warm feeling, but no one seems to notice.
Originally Posted by Moldova in Eurovision 2011
fuck books and clothes
all of my money goes towards food
but in a hedonistic sense, not a survival sense.
Originally Posted by Kíeros
Originally Posted by John E
I like limestone,just dont take it for granite!
That wasn't a gneiss pun. It was just schist.
Okay, that wasn't dissing you; it was just talc.
EGO QUOTES:
Originally Posted by Staff Deployment
But
Clearly it wasn't real
Clearly YOU'RE not real
Go away not-real person and stop being not real
(don't actually go away Morphimus; i love you Morphimus please have my children, Morphimus you are the only light in my otherwise dismal existence)
Originally Posted by Qeztotz
you know morphimus
you are a genius
Originally Posted by thetoastking
Oh. A gifted from your army's gotten in again. No doubt he abused his psychic abilities to get past your guards in order to play a practical joke on you.
Again.
You shoot Psy-Soldier Morphimus in the head without batting an eye. You don't like killing your soldiers, but the man has no self-control. His pranks simply went too far at times, and that's that.
Originally Posted by Phantos
...Morphimus, I don't know what to say. It's hard to see the keyboard when I am crying from joy.
MSPA style self description:
Your name is MORPHIMUS. As was previously mentioned it is your BIRTHDAY. You have quite a variety of INTERESTS. You have a fondness for ROLEPLAYING GAMES OF A TABLETOP PERSUASION. You like to program computers but you DON'T REALLY KNOW HOW TO PROGRAM. You like to use your IMAGINATION particularly involving MEDIEVAL FANTASY. You have been meaning to use the KEYBOARD your guardian gifted to you to create some music, but you HAVEN'T REALLY GOTTEN AROUND TO IT. You like to play GAMES with friends all the time.
You like to converse with your pals, most of which don't use Pesterchum, speaking of Pesterchum, you have been trying out a new chat client beta called PESTERCHUM. Your chumhandle is sulfurateSynteresis and you Type in a manner that is usually proper, but you some times misspell words and misuse commas and semicolons here and there.
What will you do?
You stretch and screeh at the offending piece of nutrient- willing your legs to grow like a miracle but it seems being a hatchling meant you wouldnt grow them yet, maybe you should try to use your thinkpan and find something in this mass of egg shells to stand on?
((Just a note, this is going to run off of commands, which im going to need to continue! Thank you for those who are reading- and have given some commands already ))
You finally input some sense into your infantile Think pan and use the egg shells all around you to make a step up- and finally the nutrient - tastes like Red... well its edible atleast and seems to be enough to give you some energy.
But you are cold, lonely and it is dark in this cavern- you do not know what to do now!
You fail to see how this could be productive seeing as your being held in place by one Redglare and the noose is already around your neck- she seems to be whispering in your ear rather violently- What is she saying?
Also- Who is that.. in the crowd.. He's familiar.
You look as best you can with your head positioned upwards and the heavy rain blurring everything, but you recognize the Yellow Blooded Troll as the Beholder- someone whom had been a strong believer in the Signless when you had been around them as well, his visions had always troubled but you wondered why he had never thought to warn you about this day- Some sick sense of justice you suppose, he's going to regret not telling someone they would be threatened one day!
Its becoming hard to breath, part of you wants to see this end- Wait.. Whats that image in his glasses?
And sorry for possible typos, my cats think it's a good idea to walk on the keyboard sometimes.
If I type something related to canon it's my speculation on how it is. It changes when and if Hussie says something else.
What? This suggestion seems to annoy Beholder, and he shows you something certain- you wish he could just ask Redglare to release you for justice, they used to be pretty close right?
That looks like a grub in his glasses- Is he showing.. Oh not how you met, say its something else!
==> Back to Grub, find Beholder
You are frightened of the flashing blue and red lights this Yellow Brood seems to be using! you attempt to look bigger than him but it only upsets him further, his eyes are scrunched shut and seem damaged- Oh no what do you do!
And sorry for possible typos, my cats think it's a good idea to walk on the keyboard sometimes.
If I type something related to canon it's my speculation on how it is. It changes when and if Hussie says something else.
==>Crouch down, you don't have to be so intimidating.
After a few moments of worry you crouch back down and pap the other on the head comfortingly- he still sobs loudly but the flashing has ceased, you pap his nose and he stops making noise.
Your confused by this but decide if he's going to be calm he cant be all that bad to your general health.
Oh- Oh What were those giant white things moving about!
You are dead serious!
You tell your yellow grubby friend to keep himself down to the ground and play as if he cant see a thing! Your sure they'll leave him alone, they seem to be gone anyways.
Behind her a White Creature observes curiously waiting for a worthy ward to take care of, it seems both hungry and unimpressed at this time.
You do not seem to understand why you want to Turn around but do anyway- eyes widening when you spot a giant white thing sniffing at you, your Yellow Grub friend doesnt seem afraid but your slowly realizing he cant see and is confused as to what is scaring you.
You are unable to move out of fear! You dont know what this Billymuncher is anyway but still- the White creature sniffs and makes odd noises at you that you struggle to understand.
Blue and Red sparks have kicked up again- What is the Yellow Grub trying to accomplish?
And sorry for possible typos, my cats think it's a good idea to walk on the keyboard sometimes.
If I type something related to canon it's my speculation on how it is. It changes when and if Hussie says something else.