ask-reincarnation

[ask-reincarnation]

[Makes sense. I'm trying, but I've put a bind on my character.]

This is @ask-reincarnation's mod.

I believe you as a superior being to the TV, so I would like to ask you to at least assist in freeing Morpholis.

This is a desperate plea, with no real obligation. But I have no choice.

(( mod Bianca: The lamb could try, though it is wary of dealing with the television at all as of now They won't do so to rescue someone they don't know unless they are 100% certain it won't pose a risk for themselves ))

[ask-reincarnation]

She'd shake her head softly.

"No, It's not that..I just.."

She took a deep breath, her voice shaky.

"I'm not proud of it."

{@ask-thebrokensoul}

(Taking place during her panic if you read the intro post)

The Broken was running down every corridor she could find, her mind a haze of panic. How had this happened? It shouldn't have been possible.

In her blind sprints, she just so happened to run directly into Ezer, before falling flat on her rear.

"O-Oww.."

*Ezer immediately turned around once he felt something bump into him looking down at The Broken with a worried expression.*

“..oh!-.. I’m so sorry!.. are you alright?…”

*He asked as he bent down to see if she was okay.*

[ask-reincarnation]

A New Chapter

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He was alone.

Ever so alone in his small, pixelated prison inside of the TV.

There was nothing but darkness and the faint scarlet glow of his fleece and eyes, and the soft humming of static in the background. Even now, in this prison, he'd never wish himself out. He had his conviction that he belonged here.

Before this, he had never held any remote sense of real purpose. always wandering. Always watching those come and go like the leaves in a fall breeze.

But somewhere, deep down, he felt almost sad. He longed to see the light of day again. He'd long since lost track of time here, anyways.

and so, he'd sit. And wait for whatever life threw at him.

(Open for related asks and roleplays, as well!)

[ask-reincarnation]

She seemed unsure of how to introduce herself, fidgeting with her hands.

"I'm uh..."

She'd look down, clearly unsure of what to say. Ex-Urbanshade marine director? The one who let those experiments run behind her back? Any answer would make Ezer angry.

{@ask-thebrokensoul}

(Taking place during her panic if you read the intro post)

The Broken was running down every corridor she could find, her mind a haze of panic. How had this happened? It shouldn't have been possible.

In her blind sprints, she just so happened to run directly into Ezer, before falling flat on her rear.

"O-Oww.."

*Ezer immediately turned around once he felt something bump into him looking down at The Broken with a worried expression.*

“..oh!-.. I’m so sorry!.. are you alright?…”

*He asked as he bent down to see if she was okay.*

[ask-reincarnation]

(I'll have to cut this thread short. A major event has occurred, and the TV has Morpholis imprisoned.)

[@ask-reincarnation] (Attempting a short ask!)

Morpholis was playing knucklebones with the Fox.

[The fox sat, tail swaying, barely thinking about any move he did. He wasn't winning, but he didn't seem to be trying.]

"Why'd you choose to play against me, if you don't mind me asking?"

[ask-reincarnation]

He would shrug, not knowing that himself. He'd initially thought he was just in Darkwood, but clearly, he was not. Judging by the landscape, he was probably in a dream realm.

"Not entirely sure myself, to be honest."

-{@ask-reincarnation}-

Morpholis would be travelling throughout the dark, swampy depths of Darkwood, his usual sleep-deprived facial expression evident. Beside him was his good friend, Leshy, he of Havoc, with a smile on his face and an arm wrapped around Morpholis' neck.

"Oh, c'mon! Lighten up, Morpho! It's a nice, damp day!"

To this, Morpholis would smile softly.

"Yeah, I guess you're right.."

[The place that they thought was Darkwood seemed the same to the two new people. However, the deeper they traveled, the more they realised that this version of Darkwood seemed.. odd]

[The tree seemed to move and shift at the corner of their eyes, there was an eerie silence that settled over the area, and the critters that scurried around seemed to have deformities to them like one eye on their face or tentacles for legs.]

[The worst part? It always felt like something, or someone, was watching them.]

[ask-reincarnation]

He'd chuckle in amusement.

"Not entirely sure, to be honest. Guess I was bored."

[@ask-reincarnation] (Attempting a short ask!)

Morpholis was playing knucklebones with the Fox.

[The fox sat, tail swaying, barely thinking about any move he did. He wasn't winning, but he didn't seem to be trying.]

"Why'd you choose to play against me, if you don't mind me asking?"

[ask-reincarnation]

He rolls his eyes.

"It's hard to tell the difference between the shadow specters and random dragons around here.."

With a flick of his wrists, he made the spear disappear in a flash of scorching leaves and turned back to Imora.

"You got a name, or..?"

-{@ask-reincarnation}-

Morpholis would be travelling throughout the dark, swampy depths of Darkwood, his usual sleep-deprived facial expression evident. Beside him was his good friend, Leshy, he of Havoc, with a smile on his face and an arm wrapped around Morpholis' neck.

"Oh, c'mon! Lighten up, Morpho! It's a nice, damp day!"

To this, Morpholis would smile softly.

"Yeah, I guess you're right.."

[The place that they thought was Darkwood seemed the same to the two new people. However, the deeper they traveled, the more they realised that this version of Darkwood seemed.. odd]

[The tree seemed to move and shift at the corner of their eyes, there was an eerie silence that settled over the area, and the critters that scurried around seemed to have deformities to them like one eye on their face or tentacles for legs.]

[The worst part? It always felt like something, or someone, was watching them.]

[ask-reincarnation]

He'd sigh.

"I'm s'posed to meet up with Leshy tonight."

He'd say nonchalantly, readjusting his fleece.

-{@ask-reincarnation}-

Morpholis trudged through the swampy depths of Darkwood, whistling a tune to himself. As of now, he looked relatively well-rested, paws stuffed in his pockets as he made his was down the path.

"Now what's a god doing in an area like this?"

[His voice came from several spots in the shadows, moving down the path along with him.]

[ask-reincarnation]

In reflex, Morpholis instantly formed a dagger in his paw, flingint it blindingly at the shadows. When they met with nothing but wood, he sighed, almost in annoyance.

"What's up, stalker?"

-{@ask-reincarnation}-

Morpholis trudged through the swampy depths of Darkwood, whistling a tune to himself. As of now, he looked relatively well-rested, paws stuffed in his pockets as he made his was down the path.

"Now what's a god doing in an area like this?"

[His voice came from several spots in the shadows, moving down the path along with him.]

[ask-reincarnation]

Morpholis would brandish -- er, well, form a spear made from poisonous steel in his hand, throwing it blindingly at the shadowy figure. When his throw was met with nothing, he growled in frustration, forming another spear but keeping it in his paws, this time.

"Damn Apparitions..."

-{@ask-reincarnation}-

Morpholis would be travelling throughout the dark, swampy depths of Darkwood, his usual sleep-deprived facial expression evident. Beside him was his good friend, Leshy, he of Havoc, with a smile on his face and an arm wrapped around Morpholis' neck.

"Oh, c'mon! Lighten up, Morpho! It's a nice, damp day!"

To this, Morpholis would smile softly.

"Yeah, I guess you're right.."

[The place that they thought was Darkwood seemed the same to the two new people. However, the deeper they traveled, the more they realised that this version of Darkwood seemed.. odd]

[The tree seemed to move and shift at the corner of their eyes, there was an eerie silence that settled over the area, and the critters that scurried around seemed to have deformities to them like one eye on their face or tentacles for legs.]

[The worst part? It always felt like something, or someone, was watching them.]

[ask-reincarnation]

Morpholis was the first one to notice this, constantly watching a figure that seemed to move with the shadows behind them. IT was long and slender, but he couldn't make out its shape.

"You gonna keep skulking around like a coward, or show yourself?"

He spoke out, looking directly at the shape this time. His eyes bore into the silhouette, glistening with suspicion.

-{@ask-reincarnation}-

Morpholis would be travelling throughout the dark, swampy depths of Darkwood, his usual sleep-deprived facial expression evident. Beside him was his good friend, Leshy, he of Havoc, with a smile on his face and an arm wrapped around Morpholis' neck.

"Oh, c'mon! Lighten up, Morpho! It's a nice, damp day!"

To this, Morpholis would smile softly.

"Yeah, I guess you're right.."

[The place that they thought was Darkwood seemed the same to the two new people. However, the deeper they traveled, the more they realised that this version of Darkwood seemed.. odd]

[The tree seemed to move and shift at the corner of their eyes, there was an eerie silence that settled over the area, and the critters that scurried around seemed to have deformities to them like one eye on their face or tentacles for legs.]

[The worst part? It always felt like something, or someone, was watching them.]

[ask-reincarnation]

"Do not fret, for death is not the end."

Hey, there! Welcome to my OC's Ask/roleplay blog!

This blog is run by Mod Spark.

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WARNINGS

This blog is run by a person over 18, and may contain potentially NSFW topics. It won't be overkill, but there might be references or implications.

The character depicted by me is a Cult of The Lamb Original Character, (And kind of an a-hole,) so there will usually be religious references and implications.

ABOUT THE CHARACTER.

Morpholis essentially is the god of reincarnation. He is often depriving himself of sleep due to the side effects of reincarnation of himself and others. When he is well-rested, he actually does look quite young.

Morpholis has almost complete control over the bond between life and death, being the judge of whether someone's death was unjust, and if they should truly die.

Guidelines

Roleplay skimming over NSFW is almost always prohibited, and any asks attempting to will be ignored/blocked.

While gore and violence are usually okay topics in roleplay, overdoing it my make some readers squeamish and I would like to avoid that!

OTHER BLOGS!

GODS

@askacultleader as The Lamb

@ask-thepurplecrownbearer and @cult-of-the-goat as The Goat

@ask-theredcrown as Narinder, God of Death

@askthe-yellowcrown as Heket, She of Hunger.

@ask-thepurplecrown as Shamura, They of War.

@ask-thegreencrown & @he-ofhavoc as Leshy, He of Havoc.

@ask-thebluecrown as Kallamar, He of Blight.

@terrorofthetarots as Clauneck, Dealer of the Tarot

@ask-kudaai-the-weaponsmith as Kudaai, the Weaponsmith

@the-sleepydragon as Imora, Goddess of Sleep.

CROWN BEARERS AND HIGH MORTALS

@ask-sozo-the-ant as Sozo

@helob-the-spider as Helob

@cat-mother-of-two as Forneus

@askthe-littlepoet as the Little Poet

@trejulty-the-reporter as Trejulty

[More may be added]

Roleplay Information

"Morpholis speaks like this"

"Morpholis writes like this"

{Actions/Descriptions are written this way.}

Out of Character and Mod speak like this

Fun Facts About Morpholis

He's Incredibly Good friends with Leshy, being a relatively oyung god as such like him.

He often keeps a journal/diary with his thoughts and any pictures he finds interesting.