Ladies and gentlemen. Pull up a chair.
There once was an irascible metal head Texan who hated Led Zeppelin.
He was a particular fan of molasses cookies, your mom, and licking his eyebrows.
He also had a stupid man-crush on an actor whose name escapes me. Either way, he led a cult centered on his deity who was named Bernthal. Bernthal was an impotent god who didn’t do anything more than like and distribute molasses cookies, but his followers were many.
The temple of Bernthal used to be a central point of the RP scene of this place.
He tragically was met with an untimely demise and was forever sequestered in the outside world.
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4 RepliesEdited by Speaker: 6/4/2022 6:45:54 PMSay his name... [quote] [/quote]
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1 ReplyTell him I miss the assless chaps.
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1 ReplyA fine summation of the legend, hoss
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9 RepliesBernthal may have been gone, but he’s never truly absent! All hail Bernthal the Omnipotent and Omnipresent! [spoiler]Are you ok? You are usually much better about spelling and grammatical errors…[/spoiler]
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1 ReplyThe Temple of Bernthal is still canonically in the center of the City in the RP (albeit in ruins). Whenever newbies ask about the RP this is the first thing I tell them. If I ever get far along enough in my RP storyline, I was planning on making it a bit of a setpiece, too.
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3 RepliesI still use or make reference to it occasionally as a nod to what came before. I was squatting in the crypts a bit back but then I got upgraded to a basement workshop with a table to sleep under instead of a stone sarcophagus.
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1 ReplyInb4 Jeffrey's snarky comment.
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5 Replies[i]May the moleasses flow and the cookies dough.[/i] 🍪 [spoiler]wait, wait. untimely demise?[/spoiler]