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. ^__^
IC News
Bloblings have begun hanging out in groups all around Terrea! They're calling them 'blobling initiatives', which sounds weirdly formal, but they're still a highly curious occurence... maybe you should check them out?
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.
The sound of that name was oddly familiar to Wasp- a vague memory of a recent acquaintance's warning about the little green creature came to mind, although that's not quite what he was expecting to see.
"That's a nice name. Maybe a bit straightforward but hey, if it fits it fits."
Wasp chuckled awkwardly, not sure of what to say- or why. He wasn't exactly the talkative kind, but Greenie's presence left him with an uncomfortable and unusual need to speak his mind. It was even weirder to feel that way when his only audience would've been a weird snake with sunglasses which wasn't too keen on making this a double sided conversation.
Wasp let out a tiny cough, hesitating a few moments before speaking up again.
"That's a pretty interesting look you have- and a surprisingly charming one at that. Save some for the rest of us, eh?"
He waited for a chuckle or anything of the sort from Greenie, with little to no luck. The situation is admittedly pretty awkward, but for whatever reason he wasn't done talking.
"I can respect that. I kinda wonder if I'll be able to find a form that i'd want to be, too. It just seems like such a commitment, you know?"
Yet again the only response was a single nod and the same reassuring smile, but that good enough for the moment.
"...Well, i guess i know what i want, more or less. But what if that won't make me...me, you know? It would just end up being a series of evolutions of disappointment, never really figuring out what i should be like."
Even with such a bummer topic, the snake kept his tiny smile- which somehow was reassuring as much as it was frustrating. Perhaps it was time to call it quits, seeing how he managed to bum himself out just that easily.
"You know what- forget it, it's not important. I should probably head out, anyway- take care, you little weirdo."