Finale. [RP]
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OOC will be made soon.
towers
wowzers*
ooc in the making now
ooc in the making now
OOC done. Muahahaahahahah
It’s time my friends.
[Narraration] Oh boy.
(Ignore him, he's going to be posting occasional commentary)
THE RP STARTS….
NOW.
NOW.
*You find yourself in some sort of office. The torches barely keeping it alight, the red flickering slightly. There was a chair at the end of the office.*
*Falls through a hole in the fabric of reality and ends up in The Society*
(Oh, wait. I didn't see that comment)
You need to meet me first mg))
*Walks up to the chair* "So... is anyone going to pop out of nowhere and say hi, or do I have to go find you?"
*The chair turned.*
CORRUPTION: Greetings.
CORRUPTION: Greetings.
"Ah, there you are. So, why am I here?"
CORRUPTION: There have been…many incidents in many realms. You may notice the strange looking statues on the walls.
*There were indeed, statues of different beings. Nokram, Penumbra, and many more. How..interesting.*
*There were indeed, statues of different beings. Nokram, Penumbra, and many more. How..interesting.*
[Chance] "I'm pretty sure my [[Creator]] told me something about Nokram that I can't remember."
Let’s start with the storyline, shall we? I’m CORRUPTION, saying, WELCOME TO THE FINALE…
Over many dimensions…The Society, Who Lurks There…every world made by one creator is falling apart. Becoming non existent. It’s your job to help these dimensions keep together, to keep them alive, before they all break into the Abyss. The Abyss is an area of endless darkness. No light can escape its surface. Soon, without any help, these worlds will break apart and die.
This Creator…the one who made these worlds of many types..is me, your storyteller, CORRUPTION. You need to find the Shards. These shards are scattered across the worlds, and keep the fabric of our reality together. So how about this, friends.
One, last, adventure?