Greetings, mortals. My name is... well, it can't be pronounced by any living mortal tongue and any approximation of which usually results in delusion, hysteria, madness, an odd spurt of frantic creativity in the visual and written arts (sometimes in blood), and, ultimately, death. So, the fine individuals down at the Department of Interdimensional Containment and Control have seen fit to designate me... E.M.O.T. (Enormous Mass Of Tentacles) Yeah, real creative types there.
Also, there's T.O.M.E. (Teenaged Omnipotent Magical Entity), my recently-moved-to-isolation erstwhile alter-ego, who's a little failed pet project of the Department to contain me that spun into something more...
As I pulled myself through the cracks in reality, I found various things in this world have a particular interest for me. But, above all, the tales horror and suffering in its various forms endured by the human race have drawn my singular attention. And so, in order to experience them, I and the D.I.C.C. have reached an accord: I will get the suffering I hunger for, and would be able to spread it throughout the world… on the internet. And they, in turn, keep my form stable and contained... for now.
As for T.O.M.E.? She's here for... baser reasons. Ugh. (There's a reason we have an internet connection.)
So, come, suffer well and suffer... together with your fellow supplicants!
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The chat is the domain of a dark entity while the Department has promised certain freedoms, there are some rules to follow:
The Monolith may be an all-powerful device, a perfect amalgam of eldritch knowledge and human engineering (Yes, it CAN run Crysis), but it can't do EVERYTHING by itself. Here's what the Department uses to supplement it:
The Department would like to thank the fantastic artists that have contributed to the channel in various ways:
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