A little girl with bright white eyes was sitting there in the corner, leaning against the wall. It looked like a puppet that was inactive. She was not real or fake. Just a figure of imagination. She was silent, eyes open, but not blinking. She was inactive at the moment.
"This place is some sort of interdimensional nexus. Entities from all different universes come here to chill out. As for how you got here, well your guess is as good as mine. Most likely, you were somehow released from the system that the Necrons use to store C'tan shards and you ended up here."
She yawned and woke up. She quivered as her eyes opened. Her blue eyes looked at Tolmeron. She rubbed her eyes, yawning. Her eyes were unfocused.
"An astute observation, mortal." The Void Dragon turns its head to look around the bar, its body appearing to glitch out slightly from the amount of power flowing through it. "More research to be done, no doubt."
She got up, tired. She opened her eyes and calmly stared at them with sapphire-blue eyes. She swayed a little from just waking up.
"Hello?" Her voice was soft, young.
"Hello?" Her voice was soft, young.
"Greetings." There was a note of apprehension in the voice of the Void Dragon, as it was not sure as to what this entity was.
She stood there. She was a puppet of Ether. Something akin to its daughter. She walked over like it was her first ever steps, then stood there looking up at Mag. She tilted her head then waved softly.
"What are you?" She was heavily curious
"What are you?" She was heavily curious
He was crushing and chopping garlic. He sighed softly. He would then step out of the kitchen to sit.
SCP 590 walked up to Mathius and gently tugged on his shirt, then began motioning something with his hands, it wasn't clear what he wanted, but the motions appeared to be depicting a small box.
SCP 999 slid off the table slowly, leaving a trail of orange slime across the floor, until he reached TJ and Mathius and made a bloop! noise at Mathius.
SCP 999 slid off the table slowly, leaving a trail of orange slime across the floor, until he reached TJ and Mathius and made a bloop! noise at Mathius.
Phantom looked at Tj. She tilted her head. "Who are you?" She was a puppet. Someone who was being controlled by someone higher up.
SCP 590 looked at Phantom, he mumbled something that sounded like "TJ".
SCP 999 glanced over at Phantom too, making a bloooooop! noise at her.
SCP 999 glanced over at Phantom too, making a bloooooop! noise at her.
A girl was sitting there at the table hunched over with a green military uniform on. She had a carbine rifle around her shoulder. She was asleep.
Phantom wrote:
She stood there. She was a puppet of Ether. Something akin to its daughter. She walked over like it was her first ever steps, then stood there looking up at Mag. She tilted her head then waved softly.
"What are you?" She was heavily curious
"What are you?" She was heavily curious
"A fragment of a great being."
"Same as me then."
She smiled softly, standing there. She was a puppet of something greater. Ether.
She smiled softly, standing there. She was a puppet of something greater. Ether.
She smiled as she vanished. She appeared on Ether's eye that was 500+ million miles in size.
Matt would then be recollecting some thoughts to himself because for some apparent reason, he felt like he met Nolegs and Natalie from a different alternate dimension. "Hm..."
You are on: Forums » Fantasy Roleplay » Trixie's Bar (Everyone welcome)
Moderators: Mina, Keke, Cass, Claine, Sanne, Dragonfire, Ilmarinen, Darth_Angelus