Cuz I'm Bored: A Chaotic/Everything RP

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

14 hours ago, Argenti said:

"I have no idea what you're talking about, and i really don't care."

"Alright." The man sighed, then walked away.

On 3/14/2026 at 7:58 PM, Through The Living Coder said:

"But do you know anything about the end? If not, then you are not what I am looking for." The man says with anger in his voice. The Fox could sense pure hatred of you in his voice, but willingness to receed, at least for now. He begins to walk away.

The strange figure seems to stand still, as if split. If you dare to steal a glance at him, he will feel one overwhelmingly strong sentence explode in his head.

Well that's just offensive. Calling me 'that', cmon. I have a name ya know.

 

On 3/8/2026 at 6:30 PM, Slay the Living Hoid said:

As Ver slowly regained a sense of reality, he felt his vision swim. Within him, his code worked frantically, trying to piece things together. A being, with a knife of darkness. A hooded figure, standing at the edge of his vision. The knife approaching. Oxy...

Oxymoron was dead. By the Framework, the goddamn Primal Oxymoron was dead. No, not just Oxymoron... they all were. Ver lay in the rain, shaken. In his databooks, the Primals were immortal. They transcended time, incarnations of the Framework itself. Beings of myth, until he had met one, that short time in which his existence had begun to make sense. Oxymoron had seemed insane, and yet, Ver had found a kinship in him when he stood against the Cloud. In that moment, he had seemed so human, so tangible... and now he was gone.

The rain continued to pour.

Oxymoron had sent out a final message, Ver concluded. Why he had received it, so powerfully, he could not fathom. But something in the energy had unlocked a piece of his consciousness he hadn't been able to access before - his memories from Before. In a phenomenon Ver didn't know any other agent of the Cloud to display - not that he really knew any others - he couldn't remember anything from before That Day. He knew the logs were there, he could feel them; they just weren't his to access. But the force of Oxy's message had broken the walls that held them back, and for a second, he had tasted them - before something pushed them back again. And now, they would not leave him alone. The taste had made him hunger.

Ver shook his head. No, no, no. No, he couldn't think about that now. He needed to survive. He needed to... what was that. A voice. 

Ver choked out a phantom sob. Lati wasn't here. No, she couldn't be. She had vanished, along with the others, into the nothing when the Others arrived. He had seen it, right before his eyes. They were talking, and then the explosions began. The barrier went up, and Ver screamed, but he was too late. The others fell away, and then they came for him, banishing him to this damned world of storms and thunder.

But the voice didn't go away, and there was another voice with it. It sounded like... Réva's. They were talking about... someone's mom? No, that didn't make sense. Ver shakingly raised an arm, reaching out into the downpour, hoping to feel the burning that would mean she was real.

Oh, Singularity, he hoped she was real.

 

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

On 3/14/2026 at 9:58 PM, Through The Living Coder said:

The strange figure seems to stand still, as if split. If you dare to steal a glance at him, he will feel one overwhelmingly strong sentence explode in his head.

Well that's just offensive. Calling me 'that', cmon. I have a name ya know.

As Lati and Réva kept talking, Ver looked around the new environment. They were all suddenly within a meadow, surrounded by a grove of trees. And yet, as Ver payed close attention, the air beyond the trees seemed to shimmer. As if it wasn't real.

Was this truly happening? Or was it all just in his head, some sort of extended response to Oxymoron's message? Or was even that just a glitch?

He chose to believe this was truly happening. But he did not lower his guard, for he was filled with the sinking sensation that someone - or something - had brought them here.

A suspect for that someone first presented itself in the form of the figure that had eluded him before, in his post-message haze. As soon as Ver's vision fell upon him, a phrase blasted into his head.

Well that's just offensive. Calling me 'that', cmon. I have a name ya know.

Storm. Another mindreader. Ver projected a message into his own consciousness, towards the creature.

And by what name shall I call you?

On 3/16/2026 at 8:46 PM, Through the Living Hope said:

“Ha!” she laughed, then a thought occurred to her. “… can Ver track that?”

@Through The Living Glass @Slay the Living Hoid

Ver snapped back to their conversation, and thought for a second.

"I suppose I could try..." he said sheepishly. He didn't know where Lati was at the moment, but he extended an arm for her. "If you'd like me to try to identify anything acting upon you, I need to make contact. It'll hurt for me, but only a little."

@Through The Living Glass@Through the Living Hope@Through The Living Coder@TwinStorm

While he waited, he also looked around for Rane.

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

10 hours ago, Slay the Living Hoid said:

As Lati and Réva kept talking, Ver looked around the new environment. They were all suddenly within a meadow, surrounded by a grove of trees. And yet, as Ver payed close attention, the air beyond the trees seemed to shimmer. As if it wasn't real.

Was this truly happening? Or was it all just in his head, some sort of extended response to Oxymoron's message? Or was even that just a glitch?

He chose to believe this was truly happening. But he did not lower his guard, for he was filled with the sinking sensation that someone - or something - had brought them here.

A suspect for that someone first presented itself in the form of the figure that had eluded him before, in his post-message haze. As soon as Ver's vision fell upon him, a phrase blasted into his head.

Well that's just offensive. Calling me 'that', cmon. I have a name ya know.

Storm. Another mindreader. Ver projected a message into his own consciousness, towards the creature.

And by what name shall I call you?

Ver snapped back to their conversation, and thought for a second.

"I suppose I could try..." he said sheepishly. He didn't know where Lati was at the moment, but he extended an arm for her. "If you'd like me to try to identify anything acting upon you, I need to make contact. It'll hurt for me, but only a little."

@Through The Living Glass@Through the Living Hope@Through The Living Coder@TwinStorm

While he waited, he also looked around for Rane.

Clever, are you now? Call me... Vox.

[Verdance he/him]

5 minutes ago, Through The Living Coder said:

Clever, are you now? Call me... Vox.

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Hehe funny TV man

 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

11 minutes ago, Through The Living Grass said:

 

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Actually, I based his name off of the Latin word for 'Word', not the Hazbin character

 

[Argenti he/him]

2 minutes ago, Through The Living Coder said:

 

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A more accurate translation is voice, not word. Verbam is the written word.

 

[Verdance he/him]

4 minutes ago, Through The Living Coder said:

 

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Yes but i had to make the joke

 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

9 minutes ago, Argenti said:

 

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WELL

im stuck using google translate, okaY????

and i write the word, and pick the translation i like the best, AND THAT's My cReaTIve ProCCEss, OkAY?

(for legal purposes, this is a joke)

9 minutes ago, Through The Living Grass said:

 

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*squishes*

 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

13 hours ago, Slay the Living Hoid said:

As Lati and Réva kept talking, Ver looked around the new environment. They were all suddenly within a meadow, surrounded by a grove of trees. And yet, as Ver payed close attention, the air beyond the trees seemed to shimmer. As if it wasn't real.

Was this truly happening? Or was it all just in his head, some sort of extended response to Oxymoron's message? Or was even that just a glitch?

He chose to believe this was truly happening. But he did not lower his guard, for he was filled with the sinking sensation that someone - or something - had brought them here.

A suspect for that someone first presented itself in the form of the figure that had eluded him before, in his post-message haze. As soon as Ver's vision fell upon him, a phrase blasted into his head.

Well that's just offensive. Calling me 'that', cmon. I have a name ya know.

Storm. Another mindreader. Ver projected a message into his own consciousness, towards the creature.

And by what name shall I call you?

Ver snapped back to their conversation, and thought for a second.

"I suppose I could try..." he said sheepishly. He didn't know where Lati was at the moment, but he extended an arm for her. "If you'd like me to try to identify anything acting upon you, I need to make contact. It'll hurt for me, but only a little."

@Through The Living Glass@Through the Living Hope@Through The Living Coder@TwinStorm

While he waited, he also looked around for Rane.

". . . O-oh."

She drifted closer.

"Are- are you sure? Will it take very long . . . ?"

3 hours ago, Through The Living Coder said:

Clever, are you now? Call me... Vox.

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2 hours ago, Through The Living Coder said:

 

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Technically closer to voice but ye :3 

 

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

20 hours ago, Through The Living Glass said:

". . . O-oh."

She drifted closer.

"Are- are you sure? Will it take very long . . . ?"

23 hours ago, Through The Living Coder said:

He shook his head.

”It should only take a touch.”

[Through the Living Hope]

On 3/23/2026 at 10:27 PM, Through The Living Glass said:

". . . O-oh."

She drifted closer.

"Are- are you sure? Will it take very long . . . ?"

 

 

4 hours ago, Slay the Living Hoid said:

He shook his head.

”It should only take a touch.”

Réva watched in silent exhilaration. 

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

19 hours ago, Slay the Living Hoid said:

He shook his head.

”It should only take a touch.”

"Oh . . . um, okay . . ."

She reached out and poked his hand with a squeak, pulling back quickly.

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The town can be whatever you want, I don't really have anything suuuuper specific in mind.

 

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

On 3/23/2026 at 7:15 PM, It is I, God. said:

Clever, are you now? Call me... Vox.

Vox.

Ver tested out the name. He liked it, and not only because it was reminiscent of his own.

It was a fitting name for a voice in his head.

On 3/25/2026 at 2:16 PM, Through The Living Glass said:

"Oh . . . um, okay . . ."

She reached out and poked his hand with a squeak, pulling back quickly.

Ver withstood the pain, and sure enough, in an instant, it was gone. But this time, unlike the others, he held onto it, grafting the information of the sensation into his Web database. A simple search, a simple thought, and the waiting began.

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Alright where do you want this to go

 

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

26 minutes ago, Hoid Slayer said:

Vox.

Ver tested out the name. He liked it, and not only because it was reminiscent of his own.

It was a fitting name for a voice in his head.

Yes. And now, tell me what you know about The End of All Things.

[Hoid Slayer He/Him]

14 hours ago, It is I, God. said:

Yes. And now, tell me what you know about The End of All Things.

Ver froze.

First Oxy's message, and now this. It couldn't be a coincidence. He chose his next words with extreme care.

I know it nears.

[CoderDrag0n8 He/They]

5 hours ago, Hoid Slayer said:

Ver froze.

First Oxy's message, and now this. It couldn't be a coincidence. He chose his next words with extreme care.

I know it nears.

So you know of it. What else?

Vox was excited, he hadn't gotten such a reaction from anyone except the Ones Who Heralded.

But he needs to know more.

[Through The Living Glass She/They]

On 4/2/2026 at 9:03 PM, Hoid Slayer said:

Vox.

Ver tested out the name. He liked it, and not only because it was reminiscent of his own.

It was a fitting name for a voice in his head.

Ver withstood the pain, and sure enough, in an instant, it was gone. But this time, unlike the others, he held onto it, grafting the information of the sensation into his Web database. A simple search, a simple thought, and the waiting began.

 

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Hi! Back!

Lati waited anxiously.

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Anything you want it to be! What happened to Lati and her mother happened a long, long time ago, so the town she lived in before would look super different anyway. I'll make up smth if you don't want to, ofc, but thought you might enjoy it

Could be wrong ofc so lmk