Is Fluffles a jerboa?

-Manticore

Who the f*ck is fluffles?

-Manticore

Greetings. I exist,

what am I doing-

Agh.

Hmmmmmmmmmmm

(Pssssst, story ideas)

My brain hates me.

It's telling me to think.

(You don't have a brain though, you are a brain piloting a large incredibly complex suit 3D printed in the built in replication factory of a precursor, you sit inside a spheroid container in which you are linked to a pair of fluid filled cameras, a flat sensitive plate covered with fractal sticks used to analyse airborne chemicals, and two complex machines that make sense of vibrations from afar as well as finding out the orientation of the suit by several tiny holes linking to strings attached to several points on you, on these strings and many others, tiny robots made out of a single molecular protein run at impossible speeds across your mechanical suit so as to activate the pairs of electrically operated winches that move the suit, the entire thing is reinforced with a self repairing alloy of various chemical elements composed of roughly 206 moving parts jointed together by a softer shock absorbing material. This rigid frame is harder than concrete and will grow itself anew if it is ever snapped or cracked. Over and within the hundreds of tangled electronic winches that cover this are two sacs that continuously are pulled inward and outward by several of the winches, each one has a pipe protruding from it's upper side, these join together after a short journey and lead to two holes in the front of the topmost region of the frame, through these your suit can absorb the hundreds of billions of pairs of jointed oxygen atoms that it needs to stay operational, this is then processed to remove impurities and shot through the suit with a beating pump located between the oxygen sacs, and travels on billions of short-lived saucer shaped robots after it is attached to a chemical within these robots, among these robots are multiple subtypes of security robot ready to detect and destroy any invasive materials, as well as small robots with a tendency to stick together that are used to glue up damage to the suit until proper repair, below this there is a soft asymmetrical lump, within it is a complex factory where all of the saucer shaped red robots and their varied white companions will one day be taken for recycling as new ones are created inside the hard inner framework. Over 499 other jobs are performed within it, not all fully understood by brains.

Somewhere below this is a large bag which joins up with a long pipe leading up near the oxygen pipe to a large hole, in which are several external knives and anvils in several different types of fuel, these are used alongside a clear secretion to break down fuels of various kinds into small pieces which then are thrown down into the bag. Where they are shaken periodically as they sit in a pool of potent acid to be further broken down into a chemical solution which is afterward drained into a huge tube in which many tiny protrusions begin absorbing this processed fuel where it is purified and mixed with the saucer robots, attaching to them to be sent all over the suit providing power for it's many other functions.

The suit is shaped as a rough rectangle with several bar shaped supports which protect the important oxygen absorbsion and distribution apparatus, from it come four sticks in two identical pairs with a joint almost exactly halfway through them, on the tip of these are five tentacles protected by small regrowing plates.

The suit is capable of scanning and copying it's exact unique structure to be scrambled and mixed in order to form a hybrid suit and brain.

This entire structure is padded with a layer of insulating foam also capable of holding reserved pieces of processed fuel, which is further protected by several self-repairing self-hydrating layers of thin but hard material, this may change it's composition somewhat in order to avoid damage by ultraviolet radiation.

Even this layer too is protected by many small fibres found protruding from it.)

😳

Why am I even here?

Aaaaa.

I'll think about it.

It may turn up soon,

~Poecilotheria metallica

sorry guys. If you're not in the shady records gaming you cant join the cluster or pve easy. It's the new rules because of everyone being bad. Soo... yeah

The song of despair.

By Poecilotheria metallica,

Written after the events of our latest war.

Well,

I guess I've said all I can say,

I'm done with today,

This was once a good place

But now it's taken a massive deface.

Perhaps it is best,

I don't know about the rest.

But as far as I'm concerned

It is best let things be learned:

First of all,

Don't dwell upon the past,

Second, don't have to be the one,

To survive until last.

The war may be won,

But my mind has been lost.

Maybe I'll sing this song some more,

I guess I lied before:

It is sometimes best to stick in the past.

So here's the beginning, or perhaps. The end:

Once there was only one:

But then came me,

Then DtG,

And next was Bob,

And soon after swamp,

I do not even know, how many came after that,

I could name a few,

But I won't bore you.

So anyway,

After some came,

The trouble started,

Then it ended,

And now here we are again,

I must just say.

I think I may,

Scream at a wall, quite soon.

It's true.

I knew,

It would not stop.

Dodo

~P. Metallica A HELPFUL TIP SHOULD INCLUDE A FEW MORE WORDS

Oh by the way Apex, yes you can rate mine,

I know that Draconis tales got 340%, which surprises me, I never thought it was that good.

~P@3(![@+h3r!4 m3+4[[!(!

More context on why I need advice on the subject, there are humans on the twilight ARK,

And, I can't say much right now, but they aren't actually extinct in the Dracoverse either

~Poecilotheria, who has already said too much.

You seek death?

*In a burst of bluish flames, a coat appears upon the colony. No longer just long, but infinite, however long you look you cannot see where the coat ends and reality begins, like a circle made flat, impossible and yet clearly there, paradoxical in its nature and burning your mind to see.

In a second flare of azure fire comes a bow tie, so bizarrely perfect that it cannot even be processed by your mind, invisible and yet visible at the same time, imperceptible but thinkable, unthinkable but perceptible. . . Impossible, and yet so chillingly possible, proved by the bow tie's smug presence as it ties itself neatly.

In a third blast there appears a fedora, rippling as if underwater, there but not quite, as if censored by reality itself to prevent harm to the viewer, not quite focused and never seen, you find it impossible to think of it and yet there it is.

In a fourth and final burning hurricane is a bladed weapon, unidentifiable, a scimitar, but at the same time an atgeir, a longsword but also a sickle. . . A karampit, or maybe a katana? It makes no sense, it doesn't obey any law of the universe, but it's here and it clearly isn't leaving.*

Then you shall have it, for conflict here, is met with retaliation.

*The spiders straighten their bow tie, which makes a metallic slinking sound*

~ Yours sincerely,

Poecilotheria metallica. |

Ps. Tea will be provided at the site of any future battle between the two of us, in compliance with etiquette regulations of organised Potential Destruction Of A Sapient Being imposed by P. metallica of the Sky Dye department of perfect Chaos.

I’ll just stop spamming, I can see it getting annoying.

-Lamprey

LEAVE MY CHILD ALONE!

*everything gets knocked around and melody dissapears and reapears in my arms*

Manticore, i herby ban you from tan dye and EVER, seeing my child again.

*i disapear*

-an angry shadow

T|-|E /\RAC|-|NID (• )BSER\/ER

Latest news:

Questions regarding the existence of a God met by sarcastic comments from a hole in the sky, validity under debate.

"Should pancakes be considered a sandwich?" asks citizen, philosophers and scientists baffled.

-+\/+-

Multiversal headlines:

Serial killer, arsonist, blasphemer, destroyer of public property, anthropophage- I'm not even listing this. . . Apex "The silver dye killer" P. Person widely believed to have ended his killing spree. Writer and journalist Lamprey disagrees.

Concerns surround food advertised by various news stations, protester claims that "it's ridiculous that humans eat this, arachnids are superior!".

Leading directly onto. . .

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-the weekly spider news

~Hadronyche formidabilis

And yes, I did make sarcastic comments from the sky at spiders.

It's true.

Random information on Draconic/Griffin Chess for future and current

Dracoverse reference reference:

Boards are 10 X 10 instead of 8 X 8.

Squares are round and referred to as cells(the spaces between the cells are usually filled with glass or marble).

Pieces are more draconically shaped than humanoid, and are less abstract compared to human pieces.

Pieces are renamed:

Kings as Messengers

Queens as Generals

Bishops as Guards

Knights as Wyverns(Draconic Version) and lancers(Griffin Version

And Rooks as Triceratops

There are also two piece types nonexistent in the human version;

The Ichthyornis, moves in the same manner as a knight but one cell further,

(though due to letter structure and psychological differences between humans and dragons, this is referred to as a half circle rather than an L, as with wyverns/lancers/knights)

cannot take another piece but may immobilize it until moved or taken by another piece, fills the empty spaces at A1, A10, J1 and J10, it is obviously carved to look like a bird.

And The Barricade, moves one cell in any direction it needs but cannot take another piece or be taken by any piece but the triceratopses/rooks. Wyverns/lancers/knights cannot leap over it, looks like either a brick wall with crenellations and a turret at either end, a blank rectangle, or a wall of rubble and barrels, depending on the set it is in.

~Poecilotheria metallica, who is apparently going mad enough to expand the Dracoverse's convoluted and insignificant lore to where it'll have story significance *short but nonetheless ominous violin music plays in the background with a few quiet drums and a few cymbals at the end**

* The extra asterisk not a typo, I am simply here to state that the ominous music is proof that this lore-expansion-to-writing is just the beginning of something more. . . . .

*The same short, foreboding track plays again, this time slowed down slightly and distorted*

P. Metallica if you see this Bob is back in Discord, he’s called Sir Bobo Von Pee (don’t ask) and we made something called a Bobot, it’s a tupper that looks like him. It was hilarious seeing him see it for the first time

“WHAT DO YOU DO” he said in all caps

DTG no longer does religious gobbledegook about fanfictioning, he does religious gobbledegook about sending people Off to Gulag.

-Manticore

I just wanna know.. Can i color Saddles??? If so HECKLES YAH!!

Best dye in-game imo! Makes saddles and floors pop out !

I just read that whole thing.

Now I have a headache.

-Apex

*i stay in shadow form as I scan for surviver. Apon spotting them, i change into human form and stalk towards them*

You see what you did to me?

*i grab them by the throat*

YOU, did this. You, caused me to do this. Are you happy?

*footsteps sneak towards me from behind and shoot me with a tranquilizer again*

*i drop to my nees and fall*

"Target neutralized. Transporting to the lab now."

*they whistle and a strap comes down from a helicopter and he fastened it around me*

"Coming back to the lab now."

*he grabs the strap and the helicopter goes up and takes me and the person with him*

-shadow(this is my way of saying i think im going to take a break for a bit. I will post some lore about where im being taken and what happens to me. I just need a break. I still will post on the colab and read storys, but thats it.)

…

You know, I have an underwater monarchy, not manticore…

-Lamprey

Btw, do you support the idea of a monarchy?

Ga ga!

Oh, I guess Melody wants to talk. Melody, do you support a monarchy?

Ga ga!

I haven’t the slightest shadow of a clue what the h*ll that means translate shadow?

-Manticore