... [Stares.]

[Opening its coat The Collector triumphantly reveals its horrific collection. The heads all scream in unified agony. Faces frozen in their last moments of horror.]

[The Collector roams the earth once more searching for its next victim. A hunger has grown within it to collect once more.]

...

[Death was only a set back not an end for The Collector. Every time it was defeated it would one day return.]

...

[It has awoken once more.]

[As The Collector hunts for new quarry it manages to find a new victim. Dospatching of them quick it then tears the poor soul's head from their shoulders addning another damned fool to its collection.]

ryebreadmun Feels like cheating since shes my muse but hear me out about death

ryebreadmun Is this a safe place to a do a hear me out?

ryebreadmun I hope I can be forgiven for not beinf strong enough 😔

ryebreadmun Finally I have been given the ability to do this

[The Collector returns to its mission. Collecting Heads.]

💀Will not tolerate any sort of discrimination on this account. 💀Will block/soft block if I am uncomfortable or disturbed. 💀No actual NSFW content (although the occasional joke is fine).

#ryebreadmun Would you all be sick of me if I made my forth account in like less than a week?

[The Collector is on the Prowl again. Searching for something or someone rather.]

#breadmun Someone save me from myself.

#breadmun Begins writing down that I will not make another Darkest dungeon account.

#breadmun The darkest dungeon muse has been posessing me, help!

Seeming to understand the tieflings intent, The Collector opened its cloak and recalled the heads to whence they came.] [As the heads slowly returned the three of them seemed relief in a bitter way. Their dull glowing eyes seemed almost glad that they had spared another possible victim.]

We... do... not... know... [The Vestal replied her voice almost akin to wariness at the tieflings wrath.] A... failed... hunt... for... new... trophies... The... Collector... searches... [The aforementioned being's skull rattled in its penance cage. As if signifying something else.]

Our... Master... We... serve... eternally... [The Collector's skull rattled as if confirming her words. The heads meanwhile looked... resigned. It seems this was their fate to be.] Even... when... destroyed... we... return... [The Vestal spoke almost as if pleading her not to fight.]

[The three heads seemed to pause in union at the tieflings question. Again an anomaly from their master. For they never had a need to speak.] [The Vestal being the only one with a fully intact mouth spoke.] We... are... the... fallen... Those... who... were... collected... after... death...

❝ 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨... 𝘔𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? ❞ 🔥 Udorakas Myaphashtun, Leatherworker & Shadow Monk Adventurer 🔥Pansexual, no lean, multiship 🔥D&D, BG3 and MVRP 🔥(N)SFW, Minors DNI, No Taboo 🔥Mun and muse are 21+ ♡ & ↺?

[Immediately the collector turned to meet the gaze of its newest quarry. So far away from the Heart of Darkness's influence it found itself dazed.] [Although that would immediately change upon seeing the greataxe. Emboldend it flourished its coat revealing a grosteque sight underneath.]

[A lone highwayman head had wandered far from its master. The abberation flickered in and out of existence in its phantom form.] [Unable to scream it simply made distressed gestures desperately attempting to clutch itself with arms that did not truly exist.]

[The Collector was out again. Another night of head hunting and searching for victims. While it had been able to abate its hunger it no longer could.] [It was ready to add to its collection once more.]

[Some distant feet away a blue light sparks open from the ground. A portal, something was attempting to breach this reality. (Or be expelled into it.)] [Rising from its gateway a towering figure cloaked in yellow appeared. Atop its head was a penance cage as a fiery blue skull rattled within.]

❛​ ┊- ͙۪۪̥˚ ​ 🗡️ Eʟɪᴊᴀʜ Pᴜʀsᴜɪᴛ, ​ Bᴀʀᴅɪᴄ Rᴏɢᴜᴇ. ┊ ​ 🗡️ Cᴏᴍᴘᴜʟsɪᴠᴇ Kʟᴇᴘᴛᴏᴍᴀɴɪᴀᴄ. ┊ ​ 🗡️ Bᴀʟᴅᴜʀ's Gᴀᴛᴇ 3 OC. ┊ ​ 🗡️ Fʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ Mᴜɴ. ​ ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌ ♡ & ↺? www.youtube.com/watch?v=CLmt...

#MiseryMonday #CollectorCollects

[Having been expelled from its original timeline. The Collector rises from the ground unaware of where it was sent.]

//:Bread. Nobody: The Collector: Tormening people by existing. Sorry not sorry Bruce you kinda seemed like you had it coming. No offense to the mun of course.

ㅤ ㅤ🪦° ——— •✟• ——— °🪦 ㅤ『 𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞, 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭. 』 ㅤㅤㅤ× ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ ʀᴏʙʙᴇʀ × ㅤ🪦° ——— •✟• ——— °🪦 ㅤ

ㅤ 　 🩸─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ───🩸 　　« 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. » 　° — ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪɢʜᴡᴀʏᴍᴀɴ — ° 　 🩸─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ───🩸 ㅤ

🍀Character Backstory🍀 docs.google.com/document/d/e... 🍀 #MVRP 🍀 #OCRP 🍀 #FantasyRP 🍀 Literate, detailed, experienced RP (10+ years of experience) 🍀 Original Universe. Don't feel confined to anything; worldbuilding still in progress

[Without the influence of the Darkest Dungeon, The Collector has founs itself to grown more passive. Its hunger for growing its collection was still there, but the twisted malevolence has grown into something more... calm]

𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙚 𝙍𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙨𝙤𝙣/𝙈𝘿𝙉𝙄/ #Necromerchant

[Currently collecting the head of a recently fallen corpse in battle.]

[The jewel is gently placed on the ground before the head retreats into the cloak of its master. The collector then retreats aways. Leaving Shocker to his own business.

[Opening its cloak an eldritch monstrosity is revealed underneath. Dozens upon dozens of heads glued together in necrotic malformed flesh to form one all encompassing body. One head uncurls and floats to the ground. A man at arms, eyes steeled for battle. It's a priceless jewel... [It rasps out]

[Reveals a Puzzling Trapezohedron. It shines like the finest jewels.]