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'.
01/10/23 Hey there!
It's October now!
We've updated the Art Prompts and Writing Prompts with some new stuff for October, as ever. It's spoooooOOOOoopy season now, and our prompts have been updated appropriately! Go take a look.
It's going to be a Bleeding Season this month! New droplets will be being born at the end of next month. Get thinking about what kinds of bloblings you want to stick into some bleeds, because the Season will be releasing within the first week of the month!
We have some fun things planned for this month, but we'll be sort of sprinkling them throughout. We hope you'll like them!
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 derplicorn on Feb 16, 2023 22:52:27 GMT -5
It had been a few numbers since Elmer had received the Meowler fertilizer from his bleed bab. the fertilizer had come in handy for expanding the garden. Now Elmer was growing so many things! He had Shineshrooms, Burgerbushes, Milkshake Trees and even some Glow Grapes. His stocks of thee crops were overflowing. Elmer needed to get rid of some of his excess crops so Elmer visited Onyxia Sanctuary and set up a little stall within the area. As he was setting up a blob wandered toward the stall and began admiring the crates of produce he had. Elmer wasn't fully prepared for the day however. He began speaking to the crop admirer.
"I haven't fully finished setting up yet, but you seem to enjoy what I have. Would you like a sample? I can give you a few drops of this milkshake tree sap. If you like it, you can spend a few ferroflips for more. My prices are not set."
Elmer was worried his style of selling might scare the blob off, but he hoped for the best!
Two of Winter's hands held a poffdula bulb, while the other two clasped each other. There were a lot of blobs here. She was still so new, so unused to large crowds that she found herself somewhat shut-down. At least nobody seemed to want to approach her with her neutral expression. That was alright. Winter wasn't sure she'd even know what to say.
She had approached the farm stand with interest in the plants as plants, less so than products. There were only so many places the young blobling had been. Some of this brown blobling's fare seemed entirely foreign. How big was Terrea, anyway? How many climes were there left still to explore? Winter craned over the products, eyes searching every sparkle, every little sprout. She was so lost in observing, the shopkeep's voice startled her.
With wide eyes, Winter peered up at the blob. She looked more worried than offended.
"...I don't have any," she said shortly. It was easy enough to extrapolate that ferroflips were some kind of bartering chip, but Winter was still so new, she hadn't the slightest idea of how to get any. It seemed impolite to accept a free sample with no chance of her being able to buy the product afterward. She looked back down at the blobling's fare, and there were a few more moments of silence before she spoke again. "You collect these?" she asked, "Or do you grow them?"
Elmer was caught off guard by the questions from this blob. It seemed like the little one was curious about how Elmer came into possession of his crops. Elmer could see that this blob was also in possession of a few poff pods as well which he still needed to start growing in his garden. Elmer had the sudden idea to possibly trade some of his stock for the poff pods. He would need to answer his customers question first though.
"Well you see, I have a small garden back at my dwelling. I grow these things in the Climate Caves. All of what you see here is grown and tended to by me. I noticed you have some poff pods there. I have been looking for quality ones such as those your holding. Would you want some of my stock for them?"
Elmer smirked slightly as he talked. he felt as though he had made a good offer for the pods. now he just had to wait for the blob to respond to his offer.
"Small..." Winter mused. It was not quite a statement, but also not quite a question. It also wasn't quite meant for anyone in particular. What was a small garden, anyway? and how could a small garden hold so much produce? There was another silent pause before Winter's attention was drawn to the young pods in her hands.
"These...grew out of my footprints," she said. She sounded both puzzled and confident. She was sure where they had come from, but not sure if she had made them? Or if something else had caused them, like the pressure of her weight in a particular spot or treading in just the right place. She knew very little about the plantborns, and even less about their ability to grow the plants which they resembled. "If you want it, though..."
She held out the little seedling and looked over to the clover-faced blobling. Her eyes were curious and worried, regardless of her otherwise neutral expression.
"What would you like to trade?" How much was each plant worth, after all? What was worth a little poff pod?
Post by derplicorn on Mar 17, 2023 16:32:39 GMT -5
Elmer nodded at the young blob as she asked all her questions. It seemed she was interested in the way Elmer grew things. In that moment Elmer realized he might be able to teach the little one a few tricks. Of course Elmer had to about the poff pods this one grew aswell.
"Y'know, I've never really thought about the value of a crop trade. I came here because my meowler fertilizer was making my crops grow faster then expected and I was running out of storage. Tell ya what, I will give you some glow grape seeds and a small pouch of the fertilizer for your poff pods. I will even show ya how to use em.
Elmer hobbled behind the stall to grab the fertilizer, as he bent down he asked the little blob one more question.
"What is your name by the way? if im gonna teach ya i gotta be able to call on ya."
"Hm." It wasn't a sound of offense, just an acknowledgement of not-knowing. There must not be a standard, then. Winter's eyes lowered to the pod in her hands again. Would plants grown from footprints be worth more than plants that were...planted? Would rarity decide price, or the level of difficulty it took to grow? And, wait, now. Meowler fertilizer? There were so many things to learn!
Perhaps a moment belatedly, winter realized that the clover-faced blobling was talking to her again. Her eyes grew wide as she listened. Glow grapes! She could guess which ones those were. And it seemed she'd be inheriting some quick-growing meowler fertilizer of her own. It didn't feel like an unfair trade, but who knew what was fair? They'd both have to learn, she supposed. "Okay."
One pair of hands held out the poff sproutling. The lower pair came out and turned palm-up to receive the seeds. She blinked rapidly, watching the other blobling move.
"I'm Winter," she said, and then, with a bit more confidence, a bite more volume: "Winter." Just as suddenly as the confidence had come, Winter seemed ashamed of it. She bowed her head slightly, and her voice was soft again. "And who are you?"
Elmer nodded toward Winter as he handed over the seeds and the bag of meowler fertilizer. He paused to listen to the question Winter posed.
"The name is Elmer. It is nice to meet you Winter."
Elmer paused for another brief moment, then asked Winter another question.
"Say, do you have a place for planting things Winter? I've wanted to establish a community garden for the blobs living in this city. Maybe you could help me set up. I can teach you how to best spread the meowler fertilizer around... once we build it."
Elmer knew he would need to gather some bleeding heart planks, as well as some sand to bury the seeds. It would be a fun project for Elmer and Winter. as long as winter wanted to help
Winter shook her head, the length of her hair crossing forward over her ears. No, she didn't have anywhere to plant things. In fact, she wasn't sure she had ever stopped moving for this long since she'd crawled out of her puddle. She hadn't considered that bloblings might have a place to stay; one place to live in and grow things, a place to build.
For the first time, a smile quirked up the corners of Winter's lips. The word "community" said something to her. It was more a feeling than a formed thought, but she knew it meant sharing. To have a place to grow things would be nice. Winter had no idea what these plants were particularly used for, but if Elmer was selling them, they must be worth something, right?
"How will we build it?" she asked. Apparently she wasn't going to offer a firm 'yes' or 'no,' just a 'how and let's go.' "I'm strong," she insisted then. Strong, and taller than Elmer. Some things grew up high and had to be brought down. Finally, a way to be useful! "I will help."