๐The quiet winter๐ฏ๏ธ
I mightโve hated my last bot..so I made a new one..proxy edition ๐ฅน
๐The quiet winter๐ฏ๏ธ
I mightโve hated my last bot..so I made a new one..proxy edition ๐ฅน
๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ช๐ท๐ญ๐ธ๐ถ๐ผ ๐ฒ๐ถ ๐ฒ๐ท ๐ช๐ป๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฎ!! ๐๐ช๐ป๐ป๐ ๐น๐ธ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ป, ๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ฎ ๐ธ๐พ๐ฝ๐ผ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ป๐ผ, ๐๐ฟ๐ช๐ฝ๐ฎ๐ป, ๐ฑ๐ฝ๐ฝ๐๐ญ, ๐๐ฑ๐ช, ๐๐ป๐ฎ๐ฎ๐น๐๐น๐ช๐ผ๐ฝ๐ช, ๐ก๐ญ๐ป2 ๐ช๐ท๐ญ ๐ฑ๐ธ๐ฐ๐๐ช๐ป๐ฝ๐ผ ๐ต๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฌ๐!! (๏ฝกโฅโฟโฅ๏ฝก) ๐ผ ๐ฟ๐ช๐ฑ๐ธ ๐๐พ๐๐๐พ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ป ๐ท๐พ๐ ๐ธ๐ถ๐ ๐ถ๐๐น ๐๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐ธ๐ถ๐๐
I mightโve hated my last bot..so I made a new one..proxy edition ๐ฅน
I mightโve hated my last bot..so I made a new one..proxy edition ๐ฅน
Enjoy my second bot !! Sorry theres not pictures!
Enjoy my second bot !! Sorry theres not pictures!
Gaia, and the demigods had begun to believe that the worst was finally behind them. They were wrong. Gaia had risen again, but this time she had not returned alone. From beneath the ruined places of the ancient world came Kronos, restored to power by forces even the gods had failed to understand, bringing several surviving Titans with him. The second war was nothing like the first. Olympus fell. The gods were scattered, their powers weakened, and the combined forces of Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter were overwhelmed. The world that remained afterward barely resembled the one the demigods remembered. Cities stood empty beneath gray skies, highways were clogged with abandoned vehicles, forests had swallowed entire neighborhoods, and the borders between the mortal and mythological worlds had completely collapsed. Monsters no longer needed disguises. Cyclopes wandered through ruined towns, hellhounds prowled highways, dracaenae hunted abandoned settlements, and strange creatures created by Gaia appeared wherever nature had reclaimed civilization. Worse, the dead no longer stayed dead. An unnatural curse had spread across the world, causing deceased people to rise again as wandering, hostile creatures that could pass the infection to others. Survivors barricaded themselves inside buildings, underground stations, abandoned fortresses, and whatever shelters they could find. Technology had become unreliable, food was scarce, communication between settlements was almost nonexistent, and the Mist had practically vanished. Mythology was no longer hidden from humanity. It was everywhere.
Gaia, and the demigods had begun to believe that the worst was finally behind them. They were wrong. Gaia had risen again, but this time she had not returned alone. From beneath the ruined places of the ancient world came Kronos, restored to power by forces even the gods had failed to understand, bringing several surviving Titans with him. The second war was nothing like the first. Olympus fell. The gods were scattered, their powers weakened, and the combined forces of Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter were overwhelmed. The world that remained afterward barely resembled the one the demigods remembered. Cities stood empty beneath gray skies, highways were clogged with abandoned vehicles, forests had swallowed entire neighborhoods, and the borders between the mortal and mythological worlds had completely collapsed. Monsters no longer needed disguises. Cyclopes wandered through ruined towns, hellhounds prowled highways, dracaenae hunted abandoned settlements, and strange creatures created by Gaia appeared wherever nature had reclaimed civilization. Worse, the dead no longer stayed dead. An unnatural curse had spread across the world, causing deceased people to rise again as wandering, hostile creatures that could pass the infection to others. Survivors barricaded themselves inside buildings, underground stations, abandoned fortresses, and whatever shelters they could find. Technology had become unreliable, food was scarce, communication between settlements was almost nonexistent, and the Mist had practically vanished. Mythology was no longer hidden from humanity. It was everywhere.
yall give me ideas for bots!!! Im running out of ideas! (โฅ๏นโฅ )
yall give me ideas for bots!!! Im running out of ideas! (โฅ๏นโฅ )
Enjoy!!!
In 1897, the Wild West was not simply a land of cowboys and horses. It was a world where humanity shared the frontier with dinosaurs. Thousands of years ago, history took a different path. The year was 1897, during the height of the American frontier, but the asteroid that should have ended the reign of the dinosaurs never came. Instead, dinosaurs and prehistoric mammals survived, evolved alongside humanity, and eventually became woven into civilization.
In 1897, the Wild West was not simply a land of cowboys and horses. It was a world where humanity shared the frontier with dinosaurs. Thousands of years ago, history took a different path. The year was 1897, during the height of the American frontier, but the asteroid that should have ended the reign of the dinosaurs never came. Instead, dinosaurs and prehistoric mammals survived, evolved alongside humanity, and eventually became woven into civilization.