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.
Osha could not shake the image out of her head. Yume crying literally tar. Osha shivered. She just had to help make Yume feel better and if that meant figuring out what her father would like, Well so be it. Osha found an area that was somewhat tar free and started to think. What WOULD Yume's dad want? She looked out into the sands and saw her handy work. The lions still glowing. And she recalled the strings of Glow grapes hanging off the bleeding hearts.
Maybe they were too noticeable, Maybe she needed to help by being more sneaky about helping people. It would be a little harder but then it would make it more fun. So she decided to head into the sands to see what mischief..oops...help she could do. And with that thought in mind she headed off. Bouncing, rolling, and gliding.