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
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. ^__^
Bloblings have noticed mysterious, gooey bloblings popping up in the world. Many bloblings are weary of them because of their resemblance to the tar from the tar pits, which have been known to eat bloblings for something called 'breakfast'.
01/09/23 Hey there!
It's September now!
We've updated the Art Prompts and Writing Prompts with some new stuff for September, as ever. I can't believe we're getting so close to the end of the year. o-o
It's going to be an Evolution Phase this month! Get prepared for the blobbles of the site to grow up into a new appearance that's all their own. We look forward to seeing what you come up with for your little dudes! The new mods will be opening up art slots to complete your blobs' new artwork. aaaaaa exciting~
The mods will be putting out their reserve slots, some for the very first time! Stay tuned!
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.
As time passes, more meows and their owners gather around the two poles functioning as the starting line. It's a little bit rowdy, having so many meows all in one place at the same time; some are scooting away from one another, annoyed by the crowds, and others are sniffing their soon-to-be competitors' butts, coming away with a truly disturbed look on their faces.
Lerinzia is there, gathering up all who wish to attend and showing them to their spot in the starting line... and that includes you! If you've seen her before, you may notice that... her butt has gotten louder? There's a second bell stuck to her derriere now! And that's not the only thing that's changed; her coat colour has shifted to a slightly ashier brown, her ribbons have elongated and multiplied, and she's wearing a dark overall dress with a meowler theme.
"Henlo~ please wait here until I give everyone the signal to start racing. And thanks for coming!" She speeds away even before she's done her sentence, off to usher another meowler-blobling duo to their place in the lineup.
Not too long later, she does a 'last call', frantically searching the area for the last peeps who wanna join instead of spectate. Then, when she's sure she's got everyblobby... she stands off to the side of the starting/finishing line and puts her arms up. "OKAY! HENLO TO ALL OF YOU! Y'know, if I... didn't get to greeting you already. Thank you for being here, and for joining in our first meowler race! Our prize for the winner is a meowler with features I've never seen before - how cool is that? So let's get going! When I fling my arms down, it'll be time to start, okay?"
She stretches her arms up even more, floating off of the ground as far as she possibly can, her purple and teal claws held high. "3... 2... 1...!" Then, she throws her arms down, so much so that she smacks straight into the loamy white moss that blankets much of the Pens. "GO!" She screams, slightly muffled but still enthusiastic.
Aaaaand the racers are off!
osha Your meowler smells something enchanting and zips right off the path. After a few moments, it seems to lose the trail and returns to the race.
Meowler Size: Horse Meowler Affection: 30 Roll: ZZgCEhxN + 6 RP Post: As Sanguine took off without hesitation or distraction Lucien couldn't help but grin and laugh a little too menacingly. What was he worried about? Of course, his dear meowler wouldn't let him down. He wasn't sure how he felt about adding another meowler to the mix of their group, but he wasn't going to back out. Throwing his hands on his hips he watched the race carefully. ·
Meowler Size: bunny Meowler Affection: 6/30 Roll: 42Mt3Ldr +1 RP Post: Kira watched with nervous antecipation, only to see sweet get behind of almost every other meowler, making Kira feel bad for him, she gave a shaky smile as he passed, stumbling around, and for some reason making sure to mess with the ground every once in a while. She really wish she had her plushies right now·
Last Edit: Jun 18, 2021 20:52:28 GMT -5 by DarkOwl
Meowler Size: Large Dog Meowler Affection: Roll: q62bZtVr + 1 +2
Borealis perhaps didn't run as fast, nor as long, as they wanted, but the race itself was fun! While Polaris didn't spectate the race, perhaps like other sport fans did, she had her own fun. Her watching the other blobs and how they interacted, along with the physiological aspect of the other meowlers racing! Borealis wasn't winning, but this could be a chance to apply some new tactics the next time something like this happened!
Borealis was running hard, but kept themselves as a fine, and leisurely pace. They'd watch as one meowler seemed to fall away from the rest of them, and this greatly tempted her to follow after, BUT they did not. They kept their pace and instead heavily pattered against the ground. This race was starting to grow on her, and now, she wanted to keep running. Run, Borealis, run!
Blobling/Owner Name: Eela Blobling/Owner Image: Blobling/Owner Link:[ here ] Meowler Name: Twilly Meowler Image: Meowler Size: House Cat Meowler Affection: 30/30 Roll: dyc|hs63 + 6 RP Post: Twilly looked around herself at all of the other meowlers. Some were so very big, that one of their steps might mean ten of hers! She was nearly the smallest, in fact quite nearly. She gave Eela a glance, and the purple blobling waved and assured her: "You'll do wonderfully, Twill! Just have fun!"
Twilly turned back to Lerinzia, waiting for the official start. And then they were off! Her paws pounded the moss and, indeed, she was lagging a bit behind. So she lowered her head and put back her ears and began to try and Big Steppe her way further up the path!·
Roll:Ju4Du90D RP Post: Jae watched her new friend head off into the race. "Middle of the group, not bad for the start of the race" She thought aloud "I hope he doesn't tire himself out. I really hope his random sneezes don't affect him too much." She was worried about her new friend. They had just met a little while ago but she already cared about him. She was hopping to find a blob who had an extra scarf or golden fish after the race.·
the blobs and mewolers took off with the fatal face plant of the fluff bell tailed blob, moss and dirt came up under the paws of the many mews which had chosen to get in line take place in the great meowler race. lye had taken off with them an was currently keeping pace rather well, many of the other meowlers where about her size which gave her some comfort that she wasnt going to be trampled. with hope and a few other blobs cheering her on she wanted to do well in the race. she could feel the ground shaking under the motion of all the running meowlers a faint trembling the dust and moss floating back to the ground behind the hoard which had caused it. the wind in her floof and the adrenalin pumping through her smallish body she ran as fast as her legs could possible carry her. the sound of the air blasting past her ears nearly drowning out the woops and hollering of the crowd cherring on their fav mews.
Meowler Size: Small dog Meowler Affection:30/30 Roll:Nm9UyFbf +6+2
RP Post:Rosebud glanced back at Starflight who gave her an encouraging smile. She would rather be in the safe cave with NightWing and listening to one of his many stories. But Starflight said that she could tell a story to Nightwing. Something she was sure he would love. She almost missed the starting of the race. As she ran she thought she saw something up ahead. She veered off the path a bit to get a closer look. Hmm just a shiny blue rock.
It was then that she heard Star yelling. Oh right the race. She quickly got back on the trail and started running full out to catch up.
RP Post: Queen bounded off full speed at the signal and skillfully dodged around the paws of the larger meows. Velvet's wooped and cheered support faded into the distance and blended in with the general blobby din. The handsome black furred meowler she found herself behind was a nice view, but she was certainly going to try to put it behind her and hoped to stay ahead of the rest while she was at it. ·
Your meowlers zip and tumble past one another, some pulling ahead and some caught permanently in the back via some cruel twist of fate. But no matter where in the pack they are, they keep running valiantly, each one dreaming of that coveted first place title. Apparently, meowlers can get kinda competitive in the right setting...
This round, players may write out what their meowler is seeing, hearing, smelling, tasting and feeling for an extra +5 to their roll. There is no word count. This must be submitted before rollover. Art-wise, players may draw their meowler running; this piece should be a fully coloured full body piece, but does not need to include shading or a background. This will earn them a +5 to their roll. This must be submitted before rollover.
This may be done in addition to the nightly role play post, for a total of +7 points. Players may not do both the art and writing prompt.
DarkOwlmrwafffles32 An obnoxious gust of wind bellows into the face of the meowler that's ahead of the rest of the pack. In this case, that's Azurely. They shake their head violently, bringing the other meows behind them to a screeching pause, but Sweet finds a way to squeeze through the crowd! OH NO! They're in first now - get running!
irisrose Your meowler slips but continues ahead, nearly toppling over on a patch of especially icy moss. A couple meowlers behind it aren't so agile and definitely do fall over.
hithere Your meowler is gliding along at an easy, steady pace. Some of the meows around it are starting to huff and puff, their mouths hanging open, but yours appears in good spirits.
gigglecake A bunny-sized meowler catches your meowler's eyes and starts gesturing ahead, quickly moving its paw forward, as if it's telling your meowler to hurry up. Or maybe it's challenging them?