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.
Post by Mendoza, Transylvania on May 1, 2019 21:14:06 GMT -5
REOPENED AFTER 17 YEARS!
Centuries ago, a wolf opened a Rift between the Divine and the mortal realm and brought forth the Sins and Virtues; divine beings that controlled the rise and fall of humanity. An all out war ensued leaving a path of destruction. But like all falls, there is always a rise and eventually, the Sins and Virtues were able to be locked away.
But they left behind a bloodline; hybrids with the blood of the Divine pumping in their veins. Daemons, with the foul black blood of the Sins and Ingeri, with the mark of the God of Light. Them, along with the remaining mortal wolves, have eked out a peace, keeping themselves separated in their own lands. But how long will the peace last? There were whispers that one will rise and release the Hell that is the Sins and set the world in the verge of destruction once more.