I will more than ikely not be able to message when I'm off of school (or at least not regularly) but I will ofc be back tomorrow I've got like two hours before school ends so mwahhahah uhh this wwyd might be a slightly weird one, have fun!

just fyi, in this wwyd your oc interacts with at least one (possibly more) of my diety ocs i bid you good luck

OH umm I would definitely give you references, however I literally can't draw the dieties lmao

IM SORRY I DISAPPESRED I WASNT ALLOWED TO HAVE THE CHROMEBOOK OUT

EXCITEMENT

ITS OKAY!!)) The fog slowly grew thicker as rusty walked further in. The static even slowly began to grow louder. It had gotten to the point nearly every direction he could only see a few feet infront of him. It was hard to breathe in the fog. Ahead, there was the murky shape of a tree. To the right, another tree was fully in view, seemingly another behind it To the left, nothing. Just the murky, dense fog Behind him was just the same

As he called out, he wouldn’t been almost sure you could hear something coming from within the fog. The fog had taken on a thick, murky quality to it; something that was foreign to the normally misty atmosphere… It was a cold mist, that pierced down to your bones.. you were no longer alone here.

The mist behind him seemed to darken in color as the static in his head slowly thinkened. It began to slowly get louder and louder, almost to the point it’d begin to hurt. When he’d turn around, a figure seemed to form in the mist. The figure, however seemed to be ever changing. It almost seemed to be made of static itself

You could vaguely see the shapeless silhouette step forward. There was a soft chuckle that seemed to cut through the static like a knife, but the voice echoes over itself in a distortion akin to some tainted choir. “Interesting..~” he purred quietly, his voice just as distirted as the chuckle.

the figure..the silhouette began to circle around him. The static surged and faded through Rusty's ears. "trying to escape already?" he asked, a ever shifting hand slowly reaching out to the mutant. "Where do you think you can go, hm? DO you know the way out on your own?~" he teased, his hand taking a hold of the poormans shoulder. The feeling itself was puzzling on its onw. You could feel the pressure, the weight of a hand, but it felt.. odd

"I want,," he seemed to pause, like he was looking for the right words. Milky white eyes seemed to form through the static. With their closeness, you could almost make out a mouth and details of the shape. Broad shoulders that seemed to fuzz in and out of the static and form. It was as if the man was an echo form a separate dimension. "You. To put it simply, you've piqued my interest." he hummed

He gave a thoughtful 'hmpf' that echoed around the man like an 8d audio. "You /are/ a strange mortal, aren't you?" he hummed, the hand seeming to faze away when he noticed the blood. the mist seemed to slowly grow colder around them, "I'm here to take you. To bring you to my domain," as he spoke the last part, his voice deepened. the dirtortion and echoes overlap one another into a twisted growl of a drawl. Then, sowly it melded into some sort of guttural chuckle. "It'll only hurt a little. probably,"

"To study you, in a way," he hummed, beginning to slowly circle him yet again. The figures gait was strange just like every other aspect around him. An after image followed each movement he made, like he was lagging in real time. "what do you think, hm?~ Will you come willingly?" he asked It was now that rusty would begin to notice the fog had thinned to allow the mist around the man to fill the eith instead. He could see more of his surroudnings now. There was a path and a clearing, and another spot where the trees and foliage seemed to thicken.

he laughs out, nearly a cackle. "I certainly don't plan on it, but if you disrespect me then it wont be out of the question," he said playfully, reaching out towards the mutant again. his eyes gleamed an almost wicked mischievousness now.

He chuckled, amused at his fear. He reached out, his hand trouching his head as the static began to grow almost unbearable loud until it was just... silence.. "/What?/" the mans voice snarled out angrily, seeming to fuzz and distort even more. Nothing had happened. They were both still standing right there, except the figures hand was pulled back by thick, leafy vines. there was someone else behind the figure (Question, this ones a little gnarly of a description and I wanted to ask if it was alright with you before i introduced her. if not i can swap her out with a different Daeodess)

There was a woman standing behind the figure of static. At first glance, she looked.. normal? Honestly? She looked beautiful. But any more than a fleeting glance would show there her body seemed to be..cycling..? She had the body and face of a beautiful woman one moment. Then the nexk, in some sort of rotting ripple, her appearance changed. it was like you were watching a corpse decay in incredible speed. Her beautiful skin rotted. it peeled off bone to show a decaying cadaver right under. Skin, mold and bone were all you could see, until another ripple rand through her body. It returned to the beauty from before. It was a strange sight to see, to watch her decay into liquefied rot, and then remold into the face of beauty.. The man of static turned with a snarl to the lady, seeming completely un bothered by the sickening sight. "/You./"

OKAY!

The fog grew heavier, thicker the further she walked. It was getting harder to breathe normally. Suddenly, a sound cut through the deafening silence. It was a high pitch whirring, like her ears were ringing a constant, monotonous ‘eeeeeeeeeeee’ Ahead, the fog seemed to get ever denser. To the right, the trees seemed to grow thicker To the left, the fog..it seemed to darken

as she climbed the tree, she seemed to cimb above the fog somehow. THe higher she went, the clearer her surroundings seemed. However, when she looked back donw it seemed like the bottom of the trees disappeared into a blanket of mist. . . then she'd notice it. right where she'd been standing before was a tall, strange creature. It just barely stood above the fog, though it seemed to be a part of it itself. except for its head. Which was tilted up in a malicious snarl as it looked up at her. Like she were its prey.

The woods seem unnaturally quiet.. the mist clinging to her like a weight surrounding her, slowing her down. As she strode forward her surrounds still seemed just as uneasy. If she’d keep going forward, the fog would feel as if it were getting even thicker. Left or ight seemed to be more trees

As she slowly continued forward the fog… Darkened? The feeling was difficult to describe. The weight of the mist began to lift but the light around her felt like it was being blocked out by the density of the vapor. All she’d be able to know for sure was that she certainly didn’t feel alone. If anything, she’d feel watched

As she'd continue to walk, the fog seemed to start to thin again. More trees grew visible, and the humidity around her seemed to lighten up. It was still just as impossible to tell where, or even what direction she was facing, but she could certainly hear more. Three ways seemed to be different paths she could take. A worn path between the murky foliage of the forest on the right. to the left the trees opened up, seeming to grow even more sparse. ahead, the trees grew just as dense, thoguht the fog seemed to still remain as well

As she walked into the clearing, the fog thinned even more. She seemed to be in a circular opening, only surrounded by hte grass and foliage at her feet. before her, four trees stood upright, but these.. they looked jsut odd. Until one began to move. it leaned to the side and suddenly began to lift, revealing wehre there should've been roots was a taloned foot. It was a leg. and the creature it belong to was towering above her, disappearing into the fog ong before she'd see itse body

There was a low, guttural call from the creature above in response to the voice. A figure slowly appeared behind her, so close that she'd nearly walk into it before she'd notice.

the figure looked down to her in an eerily blank curiosity. He appeared to be made of static, some sort of twisted afterimage of a man. He almost seemed amused by her fear. "Who might you be?" he asked, his deep voice echoing and distorting like a choir of twisted chants. You could vaguely see a dark smile in the figure of static

"you," he grinned, stepping sloser as he reached out toward her. "A mortal like you,, you shouldn't have a way to access this place," he said, a soft growl in his voice

WHOOPS I mean he uses 'mortal' to mean soemone that isnt an interdimensional being like he is?) The sense of dread would've seeped from his voice as it echoes off the trees around them, distorting and overlapping itself into a strange, twisted chuckle. He seemed off set by the strangers tone, and he certainly wasnt getting any happier. "Too late for something like that now~" he grinned, speaking slowly. static would've slowly gotten louder against her ears. "Perhaps I should take you to /my/ domain instead,"

No no its okay! i never explained that so you had no way of knowing!) He watched the futile attempt at magic with a dark, amused chuckle. His voice.. voices? echoed around them maliciously. "You know nothing about this place, dont you?" he asked, his bace twisted in a smirk

The forest felt..unnerving The mist around her practically buzzed in a silent..unnoticeable kind of way that made the hairs along her arms stand up. All around there the fog clings low. Practically weight down every single thing it touches

As she walked, the fog felt suffocationg. the humidity of it seemed to grow ever worse. It felt like the fog was trying to push her from the direction she went. The static slowly grew louder against her ears, beginning to rise to a point it was dizzying.

The moment she started to walk the opposite way, the static seemed to ease into a bearable drone. it seemed to lead somewhere, getting louder when she turned the wrong way, like some opposite metal detector. after a few minutes of these antics, a soft, ghost of a chuckle echoed behind her. It was just barely audible, but it was certainly there. and so was the innate feeling of being watched.

The mist seemed to slowly darken around her... "So easily leadable, aren't you..?" a deep, masculine voice spoke. It was full of overlapping distortions, echoed through the trees and into her head. It was nearly impoosible to tell where exactly it was coming from. One echo was on a completely different side from another.

The man chuckled, his voice twisting in on itself like a corrupted audio on echo mode. “It appears you’ve found yourself between dimensions, haven’t you?” He asked. Behind her, static and mist began to form into the shape of a man. White eyes shone through the hazy after image of a silhouette. “Interesting..”

“Something else,” he said with a chuckle, circling her curiously, “you are an interesting mortal, aren’t you? You’re a Traveller?” He asked, the static growing and ebbing back around them with every ‘step’ he took

"I can tell you've traveled dimensions before." he spoke, his voice darkening and twisting as it echoes around them. "You aren't like the visitors i've seen here before," he stopped circling, watching her with a curiously gaze, his eyes practically piercing through her

"Plenty," he chuckled, his head tilting curiously. he slolwy stepped closer, the static strangely growing quieter the closer he got. Not much about this man.. this figur ereally made sense. "It's rare, but many find themselves here one way or another. It's simply a liminal space between the dimensions your travel. You've been here before, you know. Travelling as much as you do, you've passed through the mist before,"

rewriting cause i realized it sounded different than what i meant "I think you misunderstand me," he said with a soft chuckle as he shook his head, "This is the place inbetween. You may have visited somewhere similar, but even travellars shouldnt be able to access here. You simply pass through the mist as you go from one dimension tot he next," he hummed, watching her float, "It appears you've taken a mist step, somewhere though. I've never been able to understand how mortals keep ending up here," the mist seemed to slowly surround her, like the fog itself was taking hold of her again, though not in a way to cause any pain. It began to lift her further from the ground which seem to odly have started changing under her. Roots seemed to slowly twist and grow, though they began to slowly grow upwards when she was lifted, "It seems you've been noticed by more than just me," he chuckled

(ajaja I forgot to ask you too, but the next Daeodess im about to introduce has a kinda gnarly description which may be uncomfortable to imagine so I wanted to ask permission first. Its perfectly fine if not too cause I can just switch her out with a different one without issue!)

"In a way." he answered, scowling at the vines that reached for him as well, thoguh merely phasing through. He seemed to turn, galncing around before his eyes fixating on a tree. Somewhat abruptly, a ball of darkness shot out of the figures mist, slamming into the tree and practically splintering it. A figure seemed to slowly rise out of it with a raspy, feminine laugh. At first glance, it was a woman who practically personified beauty. But any more than a fleeting glance would show there her body seemed to be..cycling..? She had the body and face of a beautiful woman one moment. Then the nexk, in some sort of rotting ripple, her appearance changed. it was like you were watching a corpse decay in incredible speed. Her beautiful skin rotted. it peeled off bone to show a decaying cadaver right under. Skin, mold and bone were all you could see, until another ripple ran through her body. It returned to the beauty from before.

you just like immediately get eaten

get cucked MWHAHAHHAAH /lh /ily

lol L

MWAHAHAH

it was simply a dimply lit, foggy forest. Pine trees were scattered about, disappearing into the thick anf ever shifting fog. The mist felt so thick it was weighing the man down

There was nothing but the fog. It was slowly beginning to grow thicker around him. Not only that but the sound of static seemed to be growing with it as well. he would feel as if he were being wathced

Yep! im jsut slow at responding

She was lost in the midst of a foggy forest that practically screamed uneasiness in and of itself. The fog seemed to thicken the air around her, billowing around her and around the trees nearby. a simple step foward showed nothing had changed. until she looked around. her surroundings were still the murky forest, but it was as if everytime she looked away and looked back, her surroundings had shifted. the trees would be different. the bushes shifted. only small, even barely noticable differences, but differences none the less