What would you do to the poster above you?

  • The FTB Forum is now read-only, and is here as an archive. To participate in our community discussions, please join our Discord! https://ftb.team/discord

lenscas

Over-Achiever
Jul 31, 2013
2,015
1,801
248
*Get here and use this knife to cut off your legs, I am tired of you running away and don't even think about letting them grow back*
*And so you do, as without free will it is the only thing you can do*
 

lenscas

Over-Achiever
Jul 31, 2013
2,015
1,801
248
*I make sure you don't bleed to death, and get you back "home". Here I make you eat the flesh from your legs*
 

lenscas

Over-Achiever
Jul 31, 2013
2,015
1,801
248
*Enjoys your pain and disgust*
Now, tell me. Why do you think I don't feel?
 

lenscas

Over-Achiever
Jul 31, 2013
2,015
1,801
248
well, that is your problem. Now I command you to tell why you think I don't feel.
 

lenscas

Over-Achiever
Jul 31, 2013
2,015
1,801
248
As you wish
*Kills you by removing your hearth, then revives you*
And, how was it to be dead?
*Makes you eat your old hearth*
 

lenscas

Over-Achiever
Jul 31, 2013
2,015
1,801
248
I am sorry but that is not possible.
You see, it is very lonely here. With you there is at least something
 

lenscas

Over-Achiever
Jul 31, 2013
2,015
1,801
248
Well, you had to think about that before you became the only person alive
 

lenscas

Over-Achiever
Jul 31, 2013
2,015
1,801
248
together with me, yes.
The rest already accepted my gift of perfection, this however makes them boring beyond believe. You on the other hand never did and never will be able to.
 

lenscas

Over-Achiever
Jul 31, 2013
2,015
1,801
248
You know what it is, you have seen it enough. How it changed every world, how it changed every being. How all became one.
 

lenscas

Over-Achiever
Jul 31, 2013
2,015
1,801
248
You really don't have a clue?
*You are suddenly on the surface of this world, strange rotting creatures roam the surface. Some have changed their flesh totally to metal, others just partly. The surface feels dead and decayed.*
This is my gift, the gift of perfection.