Many generations ago, a group of people abused some magic space dust a little too hard and accidentally crashed the fabric of reality, causing Cretor to step in and wipe them off the continent. The survivors of this group barely managed to rebuild in a nearby network of caves. The characters depicted here make up the modern-day caveling tribe, descended from those old scientists, carrying over a century of bitterness and fear. How do they cope? How do they handle the fact that their miracle tech will forever be just out of reach? Varies quite a bit.
"They just won't stay dead!"
- they / them
Minecraft! Ponies! OC! Coding! Stories! "Philosophy"! What will I post? When will I post? Who knows!
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in reply to @frostsparks's post:
Sthsto is my fav and we should all love snails as much as she does
Very cool characters :>
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