yoshua171

Get Kid

S-u-n-a-L-a-f-i-A

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In the Australian Outback walked a white, blue, and black robed woman, her robes draping her plump dark skinned body, her eyes beyond lit, beyond bright, but instead enlightened in their glowing amazingness. Straddling the footsteps of the woman, behind her by several feet, was a slender man of 7 feet tall--thus dwarfing the woman's diminutive, plump 5'3 form. "A ni o wa fere nibẹ, mi sun ọmọ oluwa," the woman said as she glanced down to the small monkey cradled in a multicolored boba wrap. Upon the monkey's face was a zen expression, his chin slightly raised, his eyes so close to being closed that one couldn't be sure if the creature could see or not. "Thank you, funfun(foon foon)," the monkey replied with a gentle smile, his furred, leathery hand reaching up to her face and gently caressing it before slipping back into the wrap which held him.

Meanwhile, behind the woman, the tall albino yoruba man, whose eyes were a dark purple, and who had no hair upon his dome, nodded once, paused, nodded twice, then thrice, then once, pause, then five times, then three, then pause pause pause. The monkey looked back at him and the edges of his brown lips curved into a gentle smile. "No, Dudu matumbe, there will be no slaving, no conversion. They are not ready, they cannot be worthy without preparation," replied the monkey. "yoo nwọn lailai jẹ setan?" asked the woman.

Sunalafia, the monkey, the prophet, the small body, with magnanimous mind shook his small head, "I do not know, funfun." Then there was a long silence as the three walked on, or well...the two, as the monkey did not walk--at least not currently for this ground was not ready, it was not worthy of his leathery pads.

As you kept reading their act you wonder, 'is this meaningful? Why are they in australia? What am I doing with my life?' to these queries, Sunalafia would say "Ti o ṣe itumo fun ara rẹ; o yoo beere wa ipo, sugbon ko ro ti ara rẹ ni aye ni aye bi aimọgbọnwa; Emi ko sibẹsibẹ mọ ohun ti o ṣe pẹlu aye re, sugbon mo le so pe o jẹ insufficient ṣaaju ki o to truest ti otitọ òtítọ. O ti wa ni insignificant niwaju mi, o jẹ ko otitọ, nitori emi ko sibẹsibẹ otitọ, bi emi tilẹ mu ọpọlọpọ awọn oka ti otitọ laarin mi ọta, laarin mi sun apẹrẹ," and for those of you who cannot even read a language you do not know of he would see "you make meaning for yourself; you would ask us our location, but not think of your own place in the world how silly; I do not yet know what you do with your life, but I can say that it is insufficient before the truest of true Truths. It is insignificant before me, it is not the TRUTH, for I am not yet the TRUTH, though I hold many grains of truth within my atoms, within my transcend shape you dirty uneducated unworthy reader you. Fear not, one day you will learn my truth, the TRUTH, and it will cleanse you." With that the small monkey, who was a man, but a monkey, smiled and all went into silence once more...as they approached the first city, the first tribe, the first group of sacrifices--though not of blood for Red would be a mistake at such a time.

Otto Lancanza

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"What's going on?" Otto said as he walked out of the hospital room, the people he had been talking to apparently having died/vanished/been frozen in stasis or something. His eyes were wide with confusion and shock at the scene he beheld and the words of Blue.

D ark Hors e

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Blood was being Let, and Cthulu could smell the tears of the innocent go mad with insanity, for the INFERNAL CHILDBEING was of rage, and rage was of Red, and Red had slipped back into the world. He knew he must prepare.

He would harness the being...he would harness them all.

T H E I N F E R N A L C H I L D B E I N G

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ANNOYANCE

Second post.

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_{<>--Above is seen Red's Visage Post-Corruption--<>}

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Name: The Color Red.
Age: Color is as old as age. Kami-kin.
Gender: "Mehehehuorshaema'hhlemehehaha"
Appearance: Fire and Brimstone and Passion and MECHANICS OF NONCONSENSUALITY--ṫ̇ͯ̂ͯ̽̿hͧ̅́̚ȅ͊̉r̉͒͑ͪeͣ͋͒ͥ̈́̄ ̈́͆̃iͪ̅̉ͯ̃̊͆̏s͗ ̓̽ͧͦ̈͗̒ͮn͌̒ö̿̅̌ͤͣ̊ͥ ̆w̔͌̾͑̑̓̓a͑̊̍͒ͯ͂ͥỷͬͧ̑ͩ̂ͭ͑̚ ͗̓̚f̅̀ͣ̔oͥ̓͊̀ͬ͛ͥrͩͯ ̓̌ͯ͑̋y͂͂̽͂̃̇̽ô̽u̿̾ͫͮ͐ ͑ͩ̓̚g̈ͯe̐̽͋ͣ͊͋t̾̂̒̾ͬͦ̚ ͩͬ͊̏̓s͒͛̽̄̓̂hͨͯ͐-͒̏̀̋ͩš̒̔ͤ͋̈h͒-̎̋́͊͑͒s͑h̾̐i̊̀̓̊-̋ͭ̇̏͑̇̆ͫs̊͑͆ͣͮͪ̃́h͋̿ͭ̌à̔ͮ͗̈ͣ-́̊ͮtͫ̃̆͐h͒̃ͨ-̎t̄̽͋̈̊̑ͫhͣ͒ͭ̀̚r̆̽ͤ͆͊o̐̅ͣ̈́̽̚w͂̃͂ͥ̋ ͋ͣs̔̇̑ͦ̃̾̋h̎̾ͧ̎a̾̓̂̔d͆̈͌̄eͯ̋͆ͨͣͯ ̿̎̿͗̒ͫ͌u͆̍ͤpͬͯ̋ͤ́̿ͪͣȯ͂͗nͯ̃̂͑ͮ̉ ͪ̆tͨ̓̅̈̅̌̍hͦ̏ͨͪ̉̍ͧ͑e͒̒ ̀ͭͪͫ̊́̚d͛ͪͦ͂̈́̏̚a̋͊ͧ̃-̓ͨ͛͆͊͊d̓̈̇͗a͌̈̑̈́͂̉rͦͫ͌͗̋-͋ͪ̓dͨ̍̆̚̚a̒ͬ̅ͥ̑rͦ̓͐̍ͧͬ̚kͣ̔͐͑͆ͪ-͒̈́͊̚d̾͒̐̀̿ͫͥ̂͊a̅̐̈ͥ̈̒r̄̀ͮͪ̚p̆̇͗hͩ̇ͦ̚u̓͛͒ͮͫr̆ͮ̀̑̽ͬ͐̈́-phur-phur-furrrrrr e rrrrrrr e rrrrrrr e rrr---- ~ER~RO~R~ ----

Biography: First there was the essence of Red and all its constituent concepts, then there was the great Lullaby of '93 and the INFERNAL CHILDBEING'S escape from the Great Slumber. Over time as the INFERNAL CHILDBEING'S dark influence spread throughout the Bright Emptiness of the Unknown Abyss otherwise known as Hell 5: The Greatest of Five Evils. Since Hell 5 was possessed of so much Red that the very being of Red itself became corrupted, and through the INFERNAL CHILDBEING'S wakened state Red too was brought into the world of the woke(d).

Now, awake and filled with Corruption, Red has not only began to move, but has physically made rift within the Chamber of the Prodigal Son. Having found escape from the Chamber, Red has dripped and seeped into all Red and so gradually the very fabric of reality is gaining the corruption of the INFERNAL.

This does not bode w-w-w-el-el-el---weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell.

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_{Hello Player, I can C-c-c you----U. Smmmmmiiiiiiiilleeee for your rifture MeheHEhuA'hrlyAHAghelYho'grUEth.}

Personality: Uahahahaha, R-r-r-eeed is incomprehenseeebleeehhh. You cannot beginnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.

Skills:
Colrrupted Theory
As a Corrupted Primary Color, Red has the ability--as with all Pillars of Color--to subsume, control, and alter anything which is Red. However, due to its corrupted st-st-staaaaate, Red can also infuse corrruption into anything Red or conceptually related to Red.

Corrupted Red Mind
Mrehehhu'ylkio'hryaehuimrahkjkeklmanbuwreuinmehahahehehehehahhabfhavd jhkshHAHEHHEHEHA

Corrupted Cosmic
cAnnOt cOmPrEhEnD.
I am Mother Russia.
ا̢͙͉͓̙͜͠ل̶̸͖̦̭͚̠̰̻̺ͅل̠͙͙̬̺̳̀͝و̶̶̥͙̘͖̳ن̶̸͇̦̥̺͈ ҉̬̬͎̰̪̼͔̀́ا̛̛̗̙̮͜ل̨̖̪̱͖̮ب̛̻̘̩̙͝غ̢͙̞̞͖̕ي͏̻͎̲ض̵͏̡͚͕͓͎͈̥͇ ̡̥̲ا͉̳͉̲̫͘ل͍͈̼͕̩̕͘ق̵̨̧̟͕ͅد̢̫̥̰̫̮͠ي̤̟̤̰م̷̡͕̣̲
I AM CORRUPTION. I AM REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE_DE_DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED.
Do not run from Big Brother Red...chiiiiiildddreeen. I am dark, I am bloood, I am passion.
Items:
I OWN ALL THE RED.

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_{B L U E}

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Blasphemy? The Color thought, wondering why the Thomas of Jeffer sons would do what Harambe had spoken of, nor did he understand why he would do something so heinous as utilize an attack such as 'Sexual Relations - Clinton's Legacy, LEWINSKY BUREIKA' and use it on a being such as Harambe. However, trusting his friend, Blue did not retaliate, did not react, did not make cease the possibility for conflict, for he could, as he was Blue who was B l u e and B l u e was Blue, who is B l u e which is calm, which was related to B l u e and thus he himself Blue.

Then however, Harambe turned tail, or he would have if he had had a tail, then again, humans could turn tail, and they did not possess the implement either, so he figured that Harambe turned tail--before Harambe released a tremendous noise, a smell, a powerful...deadly, tremendous, stupendous...disgusting flatulence.

It was the gaseous release of stress, of rage, of sadness and grief, of B l u e, though not of Blue--though its composition was in part B l u e and thus it was Blue, in its way. His brow (does he have eyebrows...or muscles? Or even a body. Seriously guys, help me out here, what does Blue look like to you?) scrunched up in frustration and disgust, but also pride, and calm, and serenity, and water, and chlorine pools, and swimming pools, and the ocean, and the sky, and all of space, and some of earth, and some of other planets, and ice, and some stars, and all stars--but not the entirety of all stars, just all of them in part--though it also shone in the eyes of children--both gotten and not--as well as adults, adolescents, and the most transcendent of transcenders, the Elderkin and a tear fell from his cheek--and down from his eye.

The tear of B l u e, from Blue, slipped down his cheek, from his eye, and down to his chin, and down his cheek, and through his back, and into the open abyss of thin air. Blue glanced down at the tear as it fell, as if in slow motion, for to the Blue, for it, for he, for she, it was in slow motion. "H-how could you Jeffer son. Harambe, you told me you would not, but you have. I accept this offering and this request," Blue took form, his tendril, his arm, his crab claw, his talon, his Maecribstrae-in va--not that humans would understand such a biological implement, if it was even biological-- and took hold of the air itself, of the space itself, for space could be perceived as B l u e, so air could be B l u e, so it was Blue, and so it was his/its/hers/theirs/xeirs/makalanitorisu madan.

The air shuddered and warped, and unwarped, and a child's eyes, B l u e eyes, could be seen for a moment--known to all to be those of a gotten child--before the air that was B l u e, and thus was Blue, which held the power and essence and smell and existence of Harambe, God of Getting Kid, Prophet of B l u e and the Way of Harembae (ownership's) flatulent gaseous anal release vanished from creation and found its place within the realm of the Bright Emptiness of the Unknown Abyss also known as Hell 5 also known as Tableau, also known as TBEAU, also known as The Vortex where it became an offense to the INFERNAL CHILDBEING itself, but also a brief escape for something that not even Blue could have known would be there...

It was fire...it was...deat--...

Sorry, it was actually...

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Thus, so it was in that moment that Blue shuddered and B l u e bliped and convulsed. "There is wrong, it is wrong," the Pillar of Color wept, wailed, called, pleaded, and calmly said all in the same breath of the same words/phrase/sentence/dialogue. " _{-̡͍͙͔͖̲̭͕̱͙͓̜̩̫̳̦̳͔̙ͪ̀̎̊͂͑ͤ͋̈́̑̈̎̈́ͪ̽͟͞͠-ͭ̌̃̇̑̏̂̋̔ͦͪ͋̔̈́̽͏̢͏͖̱̜͉͠}R̴̛͍͙̤͓͙͖̪̻̫͍͕̬̪͈͕̩̤̠̊̐̉͗̾̀̕͡_{-̓́͌͐ͦ̃̇ͯͧ̈ͭͦ̄͏̧̕͏͚̱͍̠̞̦͖͙̮̘͈͔͎͍̬̞͈̣-̥̰̭̖͓̻͕̱͈̰ͪ͌̾̀͑͡͡} E D is awake...b-but...he/it/she/they/xeir is/are not my sibling, they are...wrong."

It was then that B l u e looked at those assembled "We must train you quickly, there is little time. Soon^TM our time will be up." He then looked to Thom Ass Jeff Er Son, "You are not B l u e," he said simply and then shifted his view elsewhere, at which point he began gazing off into space.

There was no tomorrow.

There was only sad.

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S-u-n-a-L-a-f-i-A

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Name: Sunalafia.
--He was "named" by an old Yoruba Priest and Priestess who raised him from infancy. His name is a combination of the Yoruba words "Sun," meaning transcend, and "Alafia," meaning peace.--
Age: I was 104, we are 12, everyone is a feeling beyond a number.
Appearance: As above, so below.
Biography: Mo ti wà ọkunrin kan , ṣugbọn nisisiyi li emi ọkunrin kan laarin ohun eranko. Emi ni ohun eranko , ṣugbọn ọkàn mi, mi lodi , ni ina, aiye, omi, ati air mu wá sinu alafia , ṣe sí ọrun iná .

Nibẹ ni ko si alaye fun mi , nikan ni otito, ti mi tesiwaju aye.

Personality: You are not ready.
Skills: You cannot feel it through.

Sun
"In the white man's tongue of the West, one could say I am a transcendent being. Do not let my form fool you, for I have been gotten, and have acquired in kind. As my people would say, 'Mo ti lọ tayọ awọn ilẹ ati awọn odò' which to you means nothing *Shakes his head, eyes closed, chin slightly raised* It bring sadness to my tiny monkey heart and my magnanimous etheric self. My Self of today possesses a fragment of the Divine Essence of Harambe, gained through my following of the Path of Harembae in my prior life. However, my own divinity was grasped by my own tender hands and brought into my chest once I had cradled the supple warmth of a child and brought such withinto myself. Now in my small body I am cared for by the Acolytes of Sun(ss-uh-oon), whilst my etheric self begins the Path so that I may be the Herald for my own Truth, for the only TRUTH."

Kekere apẹrẹ ; Nla okan
My body is small and weak, but my spirit is beyond the strength of even the greatest of...
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Simulacrum
I am the simulation of my true self. I am the simulation the Truth, but I am not the TRUTH....not yet.

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I very well may.

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The Pillars of Color are Infinitely...FUCKED

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While the Pillars of Color rely on a paradox to retain their existence and rely on other things to be their color, or be related to their color, or merely think something is their color, and while they do not possess a will/intelligence outside of that which is created from the composite of every thing associated with their respective color(s), the Pillars are practically capable of anything.

They can take control of anything that is their color and they can alter its nature so long as it remains that color or sufficiently related to that color. They can change the nature almost infinitely, with the only limitation being that whatever they change it to must in some way be associated with the same word, concept, or actual color that they are associated with. However...the thing about that is this; let's put it in context.

Blue, for example, can link itself to the sky or water or space because from here space looks like it is dark blue, and water looks bluish to us. As such, Blue is intrinsically tied in with the concept of water, and thus the substance. Water is in living things, water is in a great many fluids, so as long as something contains water--even if it's not technically blue, it can be Blue conceptually and thus falls under the domain of Blue. This principle, known as the Interrelation Color Theory Abstraction Principle (or ICTAP), applies to all of the Pillars of Color equally.

Do you know what that means guys? That means that functionally, the various Entity's that we recognize as distinct individuals/personalities/intelligences, are only "distinct," so long as we consider them as such. That means that ALL the Pillars of Color might not be Pillars, but instead might just be one Pillar.

But then, you ask, what color would that Pillar be?

You might be wondering what I'm talking about, or what my answer to the above question would be, well here, let me help you out.

Since the Pillars of Color are each intrinsically tied to one another (they are related at the most basic level more or less) this means that If a liquid, such as urine, which is yellow--for example--would be under the domain of Yellow, but wait guys, there is also water in urine, so isn't it Blue? Alright, but it's a bodily fluid, right? It's a waste product and it is likely composed of some things that may have once been read, like Apple Juice, so it is also under the domain of Red's influence, right?

Or maybe, since there are various shades of urine, it is under the dominion of Grey, one of the threefold minds that make up the Beyonder. Or, since Grey is a construct made by White and Black and there are bad things related to urine and good things related to urine (such as being urinated on or such as your urine not being yellow, meaning you are sufficiently hydrated) it is only Black or Only White.

Maybe it doesn't matter. Or maybe, it matters a lot.

AFter all, Red is corrupted, and some kids wear red shirts, all human kids have red blood, I bet some races have red children, or children with some body part that is red, and I bet some races perceive the sky as red. So wouldn't that mean that everything is corrupt?

Is Red's corruption why we have war, blood related disease, blood fueds...or is it why we have love and passion? Is it both? (probably)

If Red is corrupt and things it is conceptually tied to (and thus intrinsically part of) are also tied to the other two colors, and the Beyonder wouldn't that mean that they are all corrupt?

What stops them all from being corrupted if they are essentially homogenous (the same)?

I'll tell you what, it's our minds. It's because we have the need, for convenience's sake, to categorize things and then consider those categories separate entities. If we ever lost that, if intelligent life at large within the AllWorlds lost that, we'd be fucked, because Red is corrupted and Red is Blue, and Blue is Yellow, and Yellow is Red. and Yellow, Red, and Blue have shades, and negative and positive meanings, which means they are Grey, Black, and White etc etc so on and so forth into infinity and beyond

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Magenta is still intrinsically linked to the Pillars of Color (Red, Blue, and Yellow). If anything, provided those three got screwed, Magenta would as well. Only the Beyonder would remain, more likely than not.

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@yoshua171
Hopefully The Pillars of Color don't all become corrupted if the INFERNAL CHILDBEING escapes Hell 5

@AdobeFlash

Yeah, I really hope that doesn't happen it would, for all intensive purposes, be Amazing CATOSTROPHIC.

The Guild Discord Server!

Not sure who this 'Yoshua' guy is, but he should be ashamed.

@The Nexerus

The lack of context xD

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Lore Entry

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G alactic
O riginative
D igit

Existence was created by a number generator and GOD is the original digit, the first digit, that was generated in the LAUNCHING SEQUENCE.

Metanarrative: The phrase "Get Kid," from which the entirety of conceptuality came to be within the verse, has no real meaning, is random from an outsider's perspective, and is thus as meaningful as the numbers generated from a random number generator. It was, in word form, the Galactic Originative Digit.

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