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[Puppyguard]

Become giant and smash through the wall! Go on a rampage!

[omada]

NOW WE USE THE CHANCE
We can be Liquefied Spleens writing shit on this world, and while controlling the meta we can even be dwarfguard #6 taking care of the dwarftown surroundings or a crusader or someone from a bunch of drider-clones that broke free from slavery and is looking for the "original soul" to help her save them

*EVIL LAUGHTER*

As Liquified Spleens consider that the vampire might not have caught everybody, and that our father/that caravan might have told someone else about the vampire, So you will decide to direct adventurers on these lands, adventurers begin to gather slowly in these lands, some will die in the castle before sydney recruit them, others will join us and Sydney will slowly gather more tactics and leadership skill.

Edit: That retroactively for sure, they will begin to flock the next day Sydney wake up

and Spleenyman check that hole on the wall, a rat can bite you if you don't do nothing

[DolosusDoleus]

Draw arms for self.

[RAM]

Consider that if you can skimp on arms for yourself, then you can skimp on legs for Sydney.
Draw Sydney.

[Liquefied Spleens]

Draw arms for self.

Uhhh.... Allright?



I mean, it takes a while to have hands form properly through the power of my BRAIN OF CREATION, but I can draw an arm for you, no problem!


I mean, here's something RESEMBLING an arm. I drew it on the featureless wall you guys were looking through so I wouldn't have to draw a corner. And because I forgot.  Honestly, this is making a right mess of my room. If this keeps up, I won't have any more room for randomly changing skeleton posters!

Don't take the skeletons from me, man, I love 'em too much. Just thinking about those little shits makes me slightly less unhappy.
Slightly, it's not a cure-all.

Consider that if you can skimp on arms for yourself, then you can skimp on legs for Sydney.
Draw Sydney.

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Alright.


Oh god I hate myself for doing this. This may go down in history as the worst thing I've ever done, and it's all your fault. Why did you make me do this? Look at it. These pixels could have been something happy, and now it's a horrid amalgamation of colors and something resembling a drider.
If I could be assed, I'd have drawn how horrid this thing's existence is. It has a mouth, and has been doing nothing but screaming since it got here. The poor dear has blood poisoning, Driders don't exist in this reality! Nothing about her makes sense, and dear golly reality doesn't like it.
Fortunately, I have a mercyful way of curing her.


It's better this way.
Any other bright ideas smart-ass!?

Become giant and smash through the wall! Go on a rampage!

OH YEAH THAT'S THE SHIT I'M TALKING ABOUT!

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA


IT'S WORKING. HAHAHAHAHAH. IT'S WORKING


GAH FUCK

I have died.
Try again?
Y/N

Stats

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gw98ARXfcqk

Also trying to trick me into making the story tailored to you is naughty! For that, I'll leave that thing in the wall alone.
Well, not much choice, I'm fucking dead.

[omada]

I tried


Y

Become an elderitch being

Eat the drider corpse and send it to the void inside your new elderitch body before the cops go check the scream on your house

Of course they will not mind seing an elderitch abomination, if they do mind you can call them elderitchofobic

[DolosusDoleus]

Y

Consider why you used a shotgun to kill a drawing of Sydney, and how that drawing somehow sprayed blood everywhere when shot.

Also draw more arms.

[Puppyguard]

Y
Increase max health to 999,999,999, then fully heal ourselves.

[Liquefied Spleens]

I tried


Y

Become an elderitch being

Eat the drider corpse and send it to the void inside your new elderitch body before the cops go check the scream on your house

Of course they will not mind seing an elderitch abomination, if they do mind you can call them elderitchofobic

I tHiNk YoU OvErEsTiMaTe ThE ReAcTiOn TiMe Of ThE PoLiCe...

Y
Increase max health to 999,999,999, then fully heal ourselves.

HHHhhhh


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I̷̺̟ ̥̠̘̪͔̫ͅf̺̬͕͖̰̭͕e̮̫͚̣̗͘ẹ̸̻l̻̭̫͓ ̯̲h͓̞̖̺̙a̛p̜̰͢p̖̘͔̜̬͈̞y͓̣̻̳͇̼,
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Consider why you used a shotgun to kill a drawing of Sydney, and how that drawing somehow sprayed blood everywhere when shot.

Well, I pulled her into reality with my old Brain of creation.
Unfortunately, turning me into an eldritch being also make my noggin a portal to the world beyond and inside the void. So thanks for that.



I'll be honest with you guys, It may look like I only panicked for a few seconds there, but that was like a million years for me. Just this sentence is actually like, a billion times slower for me. My every millisecond is agony.
Can we like, NOT toy with powers beyond comprehension and sense? I don't think reality likes it. It's sending me very angry letters that mostly just take the shape of pain and terror.

Also draw more arms.

Ok fine.



Isn't that wonderful? Look at the details, the colors. I had a lot of time to improve in the LITERAL ETERNITY OF AGONY you have left me in. I even developed a company filled with eldritch indoctrination, hidden in the guise of below average pictures that always lack context.
No but really guys, haha, can I turn back now?
Please.


p͉̻̙̤̗̥͚l̲͎͙e̫̞̞̱͚͈͠ͅa̤͚̠̰͍͡s̹̪̺̕e̲̪͠ ͏̫̗̱̗̟͈͇p̜̤̜l̺͉͔͎̻̀e̝̪a͔͍̫͉͟s͇̮̘̼e̠̰̻̗ ͙̺͙͖͙͢p̪̕l̡̯̜ẹ̫̟̭a̼͖̗̞͇͘s͔̦̭̻͙̟e͇͉̖ p̝l̥͍̼̹̼̩͜e҉̟̞̳̤̳a̤͎͈̘s̭͉͉͉͟ͅe̹̘̪̭̺
̞͈p͙le̪̦͇a̼̠͍̟̮s̨̝̩̜͓͙̮e ͇͔ͅp̰͇̼͉̦̼̹l̺̺̻͚͜e̼̥͚a̧̫͈̳̱͓͕ͅs͖͎͖̬̮͚e̢̠̭̫ ̡̺͉̪̪̮p̞͔̮̀ļ͎̼̼͉̗̟̮e̱̪̝̼̙͖ą̹̪̼͙̻s̞̹̫̪̗̞͟e͢ ̢p͏̜̭̪̪͖̲l̶͉̭̰̭e̮̻͕a͇̘̙̘s̩̥̗̮̞͙e̢
̝p̸l̷e̜͓̬͔̼̻̤͘a̸͔̟̟̹s̝͈͖̟̰̥͉e̱̫ ̹̻͎̙̟̺͍͠p̯̼̻ḻ̭͙̕e͈̻̬a͓̤̦̯̺̩śe̪̟͍̲̬͡ ͙̖͟p̻̘̹̭͚̫̭͡l̲̹͉͖̖͉̗ea͚̺͚̲̩̦s̶̱̫̗e͞ p̤͍̩͔͜ḷ̤̫e͓à͓̣͔̦͉̩̲s̷̻̭͙̘͚̜͈e̬̝
͖̪̝͇p͇l̵͙̠̻̳e͘a̬͉s̢̻̳̰͈̩͖e̟̤̬̙ ̷̤̠̻̩͈p̷̙͉̬̠̥̱̦l͓̮̞e͖̣̠̱͈a̠̤̕ş̟e̞̼̤̦ ̰̟͟p̸̬̙ḽ͍̳̙e̩͔̹̤a̦̼̞̜s͇̲̻̫͕̟͘e͍̞̯̺͇͠ ̬̹͕͉̩p͙̖͙͍ͅl̥͈͇͚͜e̡̙̟a͍̟͙̠̱̪͜ș̩̣͍̝̩̕e͏̮̙͈̝̰̻̦

[omada]

Okay, turn back

and now turn into a one dimensional creature

[RAM]

Make the pain stop.

[DolosusDoleus]

Pain is just weakness leaving the body! Suck it up, cupcake!

Draw moar arms

[omada]

Burn the skeleton posters

[RAM]

Burn the skeleton posters

With your searing wit.

Also stick a fake moustache to the front of your monitor.

[Liquefied Spleens]

Okay, turn back

Make the pain stop.

Thank you. That was fucking awful. I hope you don't make me do any of that shit twice, because I won't even give you a retry option, then.
Honestly, you guys sho-OOP


HOLY SHIT ANOTHER SKELLYMAN THIS MAKES THE RELATIVE CENTURIES OF TORMENT SO MUCH MORE OKAY
Just okay.
I won't be happy ever again.

and now turn into a one dimensional creature

Gah, you motherfu-

Pain is just weakness leaving the body! Suck it up, cupcake!

Draw moar arms

I can't draw anything, for I am a stick.

Burn the skeleton posters

GNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGRGHZRGZG
I WILL TEAR THE BONES FROM YOUR FLESH

Burn the skeleton posters

With your searing wit.

Ah, I can do that, then.
Calcium-dependants are milquetoast!

....
I don't think my wit is all that searing.



Oh.
Well, good thing that a one-dimensional doesn't really have nerves of any kind, or this would be excruciating.

Also stick a fake moustache to the front of your monitor.

I cannot do that, for I am a stick.

Considering I cannot move, I am functionally dead. Sure, I can communicate, but I haven't talked to anybody but you guys in years anyhow. And you're internet people, you're fickle!
Maybe it's best to return to Web of Life instead of MS-Paint Misadventures of a failed human being/eldritch being/angry stick.
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