Here, you'll raise, role play as, upgrade, and shape a mochi-like blobling into any creature your heart desires!
Do you want to play a talking flower with a mischievous side? We support you.
Do you want to play a wolf with a lion's mane? Cool. We can help you.
Do you want to play a base blobling, but with a tuft of hair
and stars all over its skin? Hell yeah. Once you're happy with your blobling, you can
start breeding it with other people's creatures to form strange and
exciting hybrids.
Play through the rise of a new world after an apocalyptic-level event has forced a reset. Build the world from the ground up and engage in a rules-light role play that encourages creativity over crunch. Help decide what sorts of plants and animals will populate the planet. Worship the God of Death!
If this sounds interesting to you, we'd love to have you! We accept role players, artists and writers of all skill levels.
Please start by going to the Information Station and getting your read on, and hopefully
we'll see more of you around here. ^__^
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01/54/24 Hey there!
It's May now!
... buuuut we are taking a break to catch up on everything. There's still a DIY Evo Phase if you wanna progress your bloblings further in their evo journey, but besides that we're on pause. Wish us luck!
Our Discord server is invite only. Please DM Ichor or Saerfall after you've submitted your blobling claim form, and we'll send you an invite link. We spend most of our time on our Discord, so if it seems quiet here, we're probably all sequestered away in our server.
Both Rhys and Jezebel were out on errands that HE had sent them. And Matlock had become bored sitting on his throne. He had come outside to see how the building of his fortress was coming along and was pleasantly pleased to find his overseers working the slaves. He stood for quite some time watching. Then on a whim decided to see if there was anything new in the world. And what better place to start then the tarpits. There was just something about those pools of dark inky pits. Maybe while he was there a luckless blob would be drowning in one. And he could come to it's "rescue".... Or maybe just watch it sink to its doom.
Matlock found his favorite spot where he could watch over several tarpits and waited.
A blob popping out of the tar was a dark blue blob with red eyes. she was looking around with tar dripping down her. The tar blob found someblob watching in the distance. Chrysalis stared at this blob for a while... Chrysalis walked over to the blob while giving him the death stare. Chrysalis asked the blob,
"Who are you? Help me!"
Chrysalis was right in the blobs face. Chrysalis does not know what distance means at all.
"I have just come here, and don't know anything... Help me!!!"
Chrysalis becoming more ferocious. Chrysalis also doesn't know how to calm down ether.