welcome to atlantis

please enjoy your stay

made by sydney

but all my friends call me syd (thats you)

FAQ

“So where even is atlantis?

This concludes the faq

In atlantis we have:

water

fish

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people

notice that there is only one person. that is subtle imagery to show that we are a small team and do not have many fans.

fish people

pretend that this is flattery, i do not have permission to use her art yet

THE PLAYERS

Atlantis lore is fluid and all interpretations are correct. The following are just some of the most popular interpretations of each character and/or my favorite. Please do literally whatever you want with these characters and ignore anything and everything

Rigby friedrich: a goldfish in an ice cube, does not fear death and values victory above all else

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Neerie mccloud:

Slosh truk: Radical ooze spokesman. Bearer of the curse

Siobhan chark: either a wereshark or a selkie or just a person with shark bits. Bottom line is she’s part shark

Flattery mckinley: deep-sea researcher. Bad at everything she does and good at everything she doesn’t

MORE ON NEXT SLIDE :)

Gita biscuits

J.O.N.: just a friend. Lil robot trying its best

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Niq nyong’o: captain of the team. Doing good work

jan Canberra: chained to the mound, awaits her revenge

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Hercules alighieri:

Yurts buttercup: a nice lil whale. Murders millions of krill daily. Refuses to comment to the media about it. What are you hiding yurts? Why won’t you say anything?

Erin jesaulenko: pufferfish person who spend literally all its money on shirts because it keeps puffing up and ruining them

frankie hambone: ex-mafia who swam with the fishies. starting to believe he is no longer ex-mafia

Ortiz lopez: tall lady with snakes for hair. Will destroy you given the chance

Geraldine frost: made out of ice but obsessed with fire. Can survive being melted and melts herself in front of every new person she meets, traumatizing hundreds.

Ankle halifax: anglerfish person. Everyone else on the team is scared of her. You should be too. Blaseball is a horror game. Your death approaches and you cannot change it in a meaningful way. You sit here in front of your monitor, reading made up stories about numbers given names. You want to escape, but you cannot. Is this even supposed to be a joke anymore? You don’t know. You want to escape, but you cannot. It’s probably a joke. You want to escape, but you cannot. You know it is not a joke.

Montgomery bullock: walkin

Hope you stick around :)