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.
She was obviously going to give it to her or at least she had thought it was obvious though she had previously thought a lot of things were obvious to other blobling. Like the time where she thought it was obvious she didn't want the pile of leaves she had gathered touched or used as a bouncing board. Just the thought was irritating. Regardless she was going to correct the misunderstanding. She dropped the gem to be able to talk easier. "We dug it up for you so of course it is yours." She thought for a few seconds as to how to let the other blobling keep the gem and then she noticed a tiny smudge on herself that was her own color. It was probably remains from the bleeding heart fruit she used as a glue.
In a moment of genius she looked at her blobling friend. "Stay still. I have an idea. I'll rub on to you something sticky and then stick the gem on you." With that she moved to rub the sticky part of herself on to her friend and stick the gem though she would immediately stop her attempt if her friend made any complaints or moved away from her.