The Cool Stanley Parable RP

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(altar of among us

?roll d20

@señor fbi You rolled 18

(There)

17:21

spooctus starts exploring around the woods, when he finds a strange altar

It's been a while since I posessed someone... I'll just find what this idiot was up to and if he wasn't doing anything, i'll get him to sacrifice himself to me!

(i would love 649 to do something abt this but i have to leave

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spooctus? goes into the tent area

table! (326/649/656)

(i would love 649 to do something abt this but i have to leave

(at like 8pm pst ill probably be back thats in like 2 and a half hours tho so (unless this is still goin on im missin it

(it might still be goin

(i hope so (but kinda low chance lol

Sonya wandered into the woods, using her crack flashlight to light the way as she went around. "It's actually pretty nice out here... I would have loved being here if I was alone..."

queue chai angrily punching a tree like this is fucking minecraft (but thats not why)

19:48

(they just wanted to punch something)

She stopped in her tracks, staring at Chai awkwardly. "What in tarnation..."

"shit- uhhhmmm, hi-"

19:51

they lean against the tree, hiding their bruised knuckles behind they damn back like they werent doing anything

"You were punching a tree... Are your hands alright???" She looked genuinely concerned at this point.

"uhhhhhh-" -- chai looks at their poor hands. "nnyeahhh...."

"I can see the crimson, I'm not color blind." She puts a hand on her hip.

chai frowns. "i'll.. i'll be fine!" (edited)

Sonya then sighs and shrugs. "As long as you go back to the group and ask for help."

"uughhhh never"

"Your loss if you get an infection and die." She went back to wandering with her flashlight.

"woww--" they go wander off too.

20:04

?roll d20

@NOAH (HE/HIM) You rolled 6

no

20:05

?roll d20

@NOAH (HE/HIM) You rolled 5

poh my fucking god i hate you

20:05

?roll d20

@NOAH (HE/HIM) You rolled 5

STOP

20:05

nevermind then

20:05

but they dont seem to make it anywhere noteworthy.

RANDOM SHOEBILL EVENT

20:06

a shoebill appears

(oh em gee shoebill

"oh my god what is that"

a shoebill

Sonya stops, making eye contact with the shoebill.

it stares at the two

"WHY IS IT STARING AT ME?"

it stares them down HARD

20:08

it starts getting closer

20:08

it is approaching

20:08

it’s getting closer

20:08

and closer

"Hello there." She flashes it with her light.

who knows what it will do when it reaches them

20:09

it encroaches ever closer with the same dead stare in its eyes

(OMG SB440 CAMEO!!!)

She starts speedwalking away, keeping eye contact with the shoebill.

(edited)

it gives chase

She screams as she bolts away, now being chased by a borb.

it chases after with the fierce glare of a killer

20:12

and is showing no signs of slowing down any time soon

She is going to head back to the fire, more people means more help. (gonna roll for if she trips-)

20:13

?roll d20

@~| Sonya #286 | Beetle #435 |~ You rolled 18

(No tripping, noice)

She went back on her trail, wandering the woods in the dark with only a flashlight as defense. She felt the tears trying to escape her but she did her best to hold them back as she strayed. "It's okay, it's just a walk, through the woods, you love the woods Sonya. Climbing tress is fun, right? Yes yes, and the moon is out and it's so pretty. You're okay, Sonya, you are okay, Son-" She barely could finish talking as the tears fell down her face, leaving her standing in the dark, sort of dazed as her arm went limp with the light.

". . . I don't think anyone would even notice if I stayed out here. Hah... Who would want to?" She laughs to herself. "The girl that just makes really good teas?! Is that who you want to remember?! Because not even I would want to remember myself!" She realized she was rambling to herself, falling silent as she rubs her eyes. "Would I be better as just a passing memory?..."

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Bro D: ))

". . . Would I even count as a memory?... Memories are warm and sweet... I barely meet the mark, I say, but... The mind was doomed to wither, doomed to twist and distort. Memories don't feel real and fantasies are oh so lucid... Who am I to say if I am real or fake in the mind of anyone at all?..." She sobs to herself, cries and laughs escaping from her pitiful and trembling being.

"Reality is a cruel little game, isn't it?" Says an oddly familiar voice, echoing ahead of her in response to what she said.

22:01

The pain of realization that repetition is life... That life fears death, but lives only to die... It's all part of the game we all play... Well... The one you all play...

22:03

"It's all about the choices," they will say. But what if... What if you didn't have those choices?... What is life then?

22:04

after a bit of silence.. ...I'll tell you. It's nothing.

22:05

Without death... Without choices... Life is nothing.

"Hah. I think you misunderstood me. I have no qualms on the balance of life and death, they are the faces of the same coin. Life is nothing without death and death is nothing without life. But I tell you this much, choices don't matter, you as a being don't matter, nothing does. All things come to an end eventually and will be consumed by the beauty of our vast galactic existence." She smiled, letting her tears just go. "So why would it matter to that much that someone who you have barely met just wants to get away from everything for once?"

You aren't free from the resets, are you.

22:19

You... Like most of the others.

22:20

The shackle is tight... Eventually, you'll find a way out. You still have that chance.

22:21

...I don't. Delta says as she walks away.

She stood there, dazed by the conversation. "Resets?..." She fell silent, her heart dropping when she realized she was alone. "Was... Was all of that in my head?... Is any of this real?..." She couldn't help herself but she started running, not caring anymore for herself, she wanted to feel alive, she needed to feel alive, anything would do, anything to prove she was real to herself.

hopefully my technique works

23:10

?roll d20

@señor fbi You rolled 7

(you know how i mentioned chai went fucking Crazy and is in tha damn woods)

(slay

(mike and chai are having a foodless picnic) (Maybe chai has tea)

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(chai when creepy ass smile “Hi im Not gonna kill you dont Worry!”)

(loONG WALL OF TEXT WARNING LMAO SORRYH

(i just sent one to woods go for it

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Skunk is lost! Where the fuck is it.

“Ah shit,” he attempted to plug his leg back in, but fumbled a bit. He’s tired, but he can probably figure it out. He’s capable enough, “Hheeeerreee we go!”

(we're gonna let you finish typig n then pick you up for the hunt :)

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NOAH (HE/HIM)

(mike and chai are having a foodless picnic) (Maybe chai has tea)

(update, just incase you feel like running into them (do Not i am busy) they legit passed out on the damn ground like they friends (legit just met and do not trust eachother but couldnt find anywhere to go))

(I WASN’T DONE A)

(how close are ya

(close. shortening it a lot tho

okay coolio)

(there’s her vividly re-experiencing her trauma, then her just kinda trying to do something to build around it kind of an infodump to FINALLY explain what’s going on. didn’t think i’d do this in an rp. sorry) iris ventures off into the woods, thinking to herself. when was the last time that she had actually used her magic to… hurt someone? she hadn’t thought about it in a while. a myriad of images flowed through her head. iris recieving praise for her fighting abilities. honing them, training them, as instructed. …the pain that would ensue if she didn’t meet their expectations. the pain she inflicted on everyone when she snapped. a vivid image of the training grounds in flames. (maybe she learned healing abilities, because she didn’t know how many innocent people were in that building. the number of people she could’ve saved. it all stemmed from a guilty conscience.) but today, many people that she cared about were hurt. the fabric of reality was beginning to tear. she literally might die today. she couldn’t just stop there and let her traumas overwhelm her; she wouldn’t forgive herself. she took a deep breath. she concentrated her energy—but this time, into a hard shape. (edited)

23:42

?roll d20

@wist [#309 🥬 / #614 ☕] You rolled 3

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(fuck the roller

23:42

(its lore time babey

a single shard formed in her hand, mimicking glass. although this was definitely not what she intended, it’ll have to suffice. (who knows maybe she can throw them and such LMAO) although she still didn’t have the courage to directly face her trauma, she still needed to grow around it. iris stood there for another moment, before heading back to regroup with the others. ( #the-woods ) (edited)

Dyno

@wist [#309 🥬 / #614 ☕] You rolled 3

https://youtu.be/VyU5E7LCQtI

mariopartylegacyosts

A Draw - Mario Party DS Soundtack

Skunk sighed, “IS ANY ONE THEERRRREEE”, it yelled, he hated getting lost but alas it’s part of his hobby.

inhale

00:33

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”

WHERE ARE YOU??

“OVAH HERE BROCHACHO”

louie runs over to the lost employee

00:34

huff i found you huff huff

00:35

hello

00:35

im louie

00:35

reaches out for a handshake

“Thanks broseph, I’m Skunk. Having a hard time standin’ right now lol,” it smiled, shaking their hand.

then sit down!

00:35

louie takes a seat on the forest floor

“Yeah- sounds like a good idea,” rot shakily sat down next to them, “I gotta get home soon, I’m feelin’ wack.”

yea its weird out here

00:38

i think i saw a goblin run by my tent

00:38

so skunk!

00:38

tell me about yourself

a goblin appears

00:38

gribble

louie tosses him

“Oh huh, tiny guy..” he smiles.

not now

GRIIIIIIbleeed the scream gross fainter the more distsnce the goblin is away

im meeting someone new goblin

00:39

this is important

“My actual name is Oliver but I like Skunk,” he smiled, “My left leg ain’t real so that’s funny, it fell off so I stopped walkin’ around.”

it

00:40

fell off?

00:40

that is very scary (edited)

“nah, it happens a bunch,” he unclicked rots leg and showed Louie, “Lookie!”

AAAAahhh

00:41

a bunch>?????

00:41

are you like (edited)

00:41

regrowing them

“it’s a prosthetic B)”

thats not what im worried about

00:42

you said it happens a bunch

“Oh nah I meant the prosthetic falling off”

OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH