MoonRuins_1_moonruins= Darkmoon Ruins
MoonRuins= Darkmoon Ruins
MoonRuins_1_moonruins_b_transition=Excursion
MoonRuins_1_moonruins_c_transition=Transfusion
MoonRuins_1_moonruins_d_transition=Substratum
MoonRuins_1_moonruins_e_transition=Pyroxene
MoonRuins_1_moonruins_f_transition=Hoarfrost

moonruins_tutorial=
Upon activation of a falling block, hold the direction facing the falling block without pressing grab or any other direction button. This should allow you to smoothly slide onto the top of the falling block.


dmrdiarybefore=
There is a diary sitting atop the table.

#FIRST DIARY
dmrdiary1=
Dear diary,{n} This is my first day on DM-707. I'm not some fancy scientist or anything, and I honestly don’t care that much about the details. We were required to do extensive training in order to survive in the many strange places that the universe has to offer, so saying that I'm not a scientist isn't really true but.. ah I'm wasting space. I don't have unlimited pages. Anyway, they’ve decided to call it the Dark Moon. There is a lot of strange flora and fauna on this, which has been a topic of research here. On top of that, there are many strange ores and gems, and one in particular has had scientists all over the galaxy head over heels, or so I'm told. That sort of stuff is reserved more for the higher ups. {n}The Dark Moon has a breathable atmosphere, and seems to be survivable for humans, at least for now. All of the new and exciting things to take in have sort of overwhelmed me, and I know that's true for other people here. However, I'm not here for the money that was offered, or the science, or for anything that normal people would come here to do. If I'm being quite frank, the galaxy sucks. Ever since the first death from, whatever it was from, it has just been widespread panic and chaos. It began to spread, and nobody knows how to stop it. I say the human race is doomed, and there is nothing we can do about it. Project Darkmoon has some sort of plan to try and stop this, but I just wish I knew what it was! I could say: "I joined for the noble cause of saving the human race from imminent destruction!", but it just wouldn't be true. I just want peace, not like galactic peace or anything, but I just want to be able to lay back and relax. To not have to think about all the crazy stuff that is consuming society! I just want to escape. Is that too much to ask for?

dmrdiary1after=
[MADELINE left distracted]
…


#SECOND DIARY
dmrdiary2=
I have nothing left, no place to go back to, and no damn food! Or at least not any "real" food. The few bits of leftovers and scraps I was able to eat back then was like a full course meal compared to this, and that's being generous! The gray mush they feed us has no flavor, and sticks to the roof of your mouth, leaving an aftertaste that I just… can’t explain? It tastes like the dirt of planet Celios. I don't care if it's "efficient" and "contains all the nutrients needed to survive." I just want some real food! I'm going to start eating the plants around here, and I don't care if they're poisonous! Not only was I brought here against my will, but if this is the "last bastion for humanity" then I say let us all perish! They shouldn't have given me a second chance. I didn't even want a second chance myself. They should have executed me right then and there, sending me away along with my wrongdoings. I would have done it myself here if they didn't have trackers and safety stuff all over me. I can't even leave my room without being followed by armed guards. The only privacy I have is right here, in the corner of my room where the cameras can't see me. This whole Project Darkmoon thing, I say it's a waste. We humans have destroyed too much already. What's the point in destroying more?

dmrdiary2after=
[MADELINE left distracted]
...
[MADELINE left sad]
What happened? Why is this place so worn down?
[MADELINE left upset]
And why does it feel like it wants to kill me?
[MADELINE left distracted]
I want to see more of this place, but it seems like it's getting harder and harder to reach the top.

#THIRD DIARY
dmrdiary3=	
The base is so quiet now that most of the people have gone down to Pyron. Its hot surface temperature was deemed impossible to even get close to without being incinerated instantly. However, after a breakthrough discovery of darksteel on DM-707, science has boomed nearly as much as the first space explorations. It’s flexible, yet somehow it has an unmatched sturdiness and temperature resistance makes it the optimal resource for not only exploring Pyron and Endon, but also for general use. Large-scale mining took place, and ever since the first drill arrived, silence became a rarity. Much of the planets' darksteel has been mined out, and now they are heading for the planets for more resources, or so I've been told. Something about Project Darkmoon feels... sketchy. Why does everything feel so secretive? There is something else going on here, and I don't know what. Ever since the Team Luris expedition team came back, things have been... different. What did they find, and why do they insist on going down to the planets? It was obvious before that we were sent here for the sole purpose of preserving the human race, but have they actually found something that can save us? Is such a thing possible?

dmrdiary3after=
[MADELINE left sad]
These planets, Pyron and Endon...
Was that one of them I saw in the distance?
[MADELINE left normal]
They look so pretty!
[MADELINE left sad]
And also dangerous.
[MADELINE left upset]
…
I have a bad feeling that going there may be inevitable.

#FOURTH DIARY
dmrdiary4=
Money runs the world! Trying to eat? You need money. Trying to live somewhere? You need money. Trying to buy an exosuit to travel on alien planets? You need money! (A lot mind you). You see, before project Darkmoon, I was a very standard person. I was making a modest income, had a wife and two kids. However, we started to run low on money. My kids begged for the newest toys and figures, as well as the latest graphic novels, but we couldn’t deliver. When they all grew up and moved out, I couldn’t help in sending them to the colleges they wanted. And it was even more devastating when my wife…{n} I spent the last of my money betting on the fact that I could receive proper training to explore space. I joined Project Darkmoon with the promise of a large sum of money, and even if I can’t put it to use up here, I sure can send my kids some.{n} You see, I was able to climb the ranks, due to a few… connections… which I don’t really want to explain, but I have more knowledge on what is happening than most. Ever since Luris came back, things started working like clockwork. The only information I have on that is something about a tear in spacetime… essentially, a wormhole, something that has been eluding scientists for more than a millennium. There have been experiments run to try and make wormholes in the past, but none have really worked out, and it was written off as “just a theory.”{n} Whatever is going around and terrorizing life, I hope and pray that you stay away from my kids.

dmrdiary4after=
[MADELINE left surprised]
Wormholes?!
That's something straight out of science fiction!
[MADELINE left sad]
I mean, this whole journey feels like it’s straight out of some book.
…
I guess some things don’t change, even after all this time.
[MADELINE left distracted]
It feels a little more comforting knowing that these are real people.
Although it scares me to think of what could have happened to them…
[MADELINE left sad]
…
It’s lonely up here…

#FIFTH DIARY
dmrdiary5= Solite and Lunite; the crystals that will “save the human race”. Even though I am an assistant to the lead scientist and have poured so much time and effort into this project, I’m not sure if I approve of meddling with the laws of physics. These crystals cause distortions in the space time continuum. We are unsure how, and even as a scientist who believes that the unknown is meant to be discovered, I think that this is something that should be left untouched. If I’m being completely honest, I joined Project Darkmoon in the hopes of exploring the natural galaxy and making sense of it all. Why are we alive? How did the universe start? These are questions that have been asked for a millenia, and all we have are theories. However, no solid, concrete idea that has been completely proven exists. There are always holes in the logic. Time travel is something that has been dreamed of since the dawn of the human race. I have been intrigued by its appeal as well. However, now that it is so close, I’m having regrets. What if it goes wrong? When does it go wrong? What are the ethics of time travel? There are too many unanswered questions. Will time travel alter the main timeline, or will it create rippling branches of timelines? What if we cease to exist altogether?{n} I’m all for saving the human race, but unlike others, it seems, I’m not sure if the means justify the end.

dmrdiary5after=
[MADELINE left sad]
The ethics of time travel?
Maybe this person is right…
What if they time traveled, 
but failed to stop the thing wiping out humans.
I mean obviously the project itself failed. Why would this place be destroyed if it didn’t?
…
Maybe I was brought here for some sort of reason.
What that reason may be…
I don’t know yet.

#SIXTH DIARY
dmrdiary6=
Today the staff has been in a rush, wheeling large machines that I have never seen before around like a stampede. It seems like they are planning something. What is going on? I don’t recognize most of the people. Why wasn’t I contacted as a staff member? Could this have something to do with the rumbling from yesterday? Why are they doing this now? It doesn’t make any sense. And why{n}The warning lights just came on, and the whole place is shaking violently. I have a feeling that this could be the end. Bits of debris are starting to fall onto me, and- wait no it’s collapsing! The whole place is fallicolfdkjsakdafsfasdlopiflskmp oafwesvdmlzpofemdslpfesodmlllpkoj dfiadspfru8u9e w4u3j289r2jm98rx3u98328r9ur98uur9 cu38m83982398v2938331899183138ieow jrkfkiojfewkmfopjiopfwkjidfoefwiop hjafai9uufe98SIXwji aeofu3wajifwaijeofwjeaifj9ggurx78 wre7tewrijoeatkoptk oritu8ytweiojfore74ijr8yrirdsifl joiskmewaoipjweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeee e

dmrdiary6after=
[MADELINE left sadder]
…
So that’s what happened…
It’s all coming together, yet it’s all falling apart too…
It seems this is more than a strange dream.
[MADELINE left panic]
That’s what I keep telling myself,
I want to say that it’s all a dream, but I know that it isn’t.
[MADELINE left sadder]
There has to be a way out of here.
[MADELINE left panic]
But what if there isn’t? Then what? Am I just fated to stay here forever?
…
[MADELINE left sad]
But I have to keep going.
I may be chasing after a dead end.
 It seems like the deeper I go the more danger I face, so I assumed this would be a clear path.
But this isn’t a dream, this is reality.
…
[MADELINE left normal]
What am I saying?
If I keep doubting myself I’ll never get out of here!
[MADELINE left determined]
I can do this.
[MADELINE left sad]
I hope I can do this.
…
The path ahead looks more dangerous than anything else I’ve encountered so far.


#LOGS 
dmrlog1=
Captain’s Log #1{n} I am Captain Matt Helix, The date is 10/27/3074. An unfathomable plague is ripping through the galaxy at alarming speeds. We were sent out to explore the few untouched places in the galaxy, and we have been stranded on moon DM-707. This moon shares two planets, a phenomenon seen only once before. However, unlike the last one, it shows no signs of being ripped apart by gravity despite its small size. There also seems to be an atmosphere, however, we are unsure if it is breathable. Currently running a diagnosis.{n} End Log.

dmrlog2=
Captain’s Log #2{n} The air was breathable after all. It seems as if the atmosphere is very similar to that of Old Earth, and the temperature is mild. Small flora and fauna have been located, although we are unsure about the full extent of the biodiversity. Currently, a center of operations is being set up. The gravity is greater than normal, however most of the crew have gotten used to it. The stress exerted on the moon should be tearing it to shreds. Further investigation is advised.{n} End Log.


dmrlog3=
Captain’s Log #3{n} Plans for a moon base have been prepared, and we are waiting for shipping vessels to send us the required resources. It is expected to arrive within 6-7 days, so for now, we are focusing on exploring the planet. So far there has only been 1 casualty. A mechanic, Judy Cray, was electrocuted due to a malfunction involving faulty equipment. We have started sending out exploration teams while we wait for the needed metal to build up a proper base. We have decided to change our official name to Project Darkmoon{n} End Log.

dmrlog4=
Captain’s Log #4{n} Half of the first moon base has been set up, prioritizing power generators, living quarters, fabricator bays, and research centers. We have started recruiting outside people, providing a large sum of money to those willing. In addition, we have also started recruiting ex-convicts. The helpful ones will be given a second chance. Today, we have sent out our largest expedition team yet. Name of team: Luris.{n} End Log.

dmrlog5=
Captain’s Log #5{n} It has been only a day since the last log, but a breakthrough has been discovered. Data is still being analyzed, but we might have found something. We found a wormhole, to put it bluntly. It seemed to be created due to some strange reaction between a mysterious deep blue crystal and a fire red crystal, presumably from the planets, Pyron and Endon. The crystals have also been named Solite and Lunite. Reaching the planets has become a goal, and lately all of our efforts are being put into that. However, the harsh conditions of Pyron and Endon prevent exploration. Maybe this moon has answers.{n} End Log.

dmrlog6=
Captain’s Log #6{n} Another breakthrough has been discovered. DM-707 contains a metal that is stronger and more flexible than any metal seen before. Darksteel is a dark gray metal that has been discovered beneath the surface of the moon. Large mining drills are being shipped over. It is theorized that the abundance of darksteel beneath the surface is the reason why DM-707 hasn’t been torn apart by the gravity of the planets. A large skytube, being reinforced by darksteel, is in the making, as well as suits, and resources to set up a base. The large size of the planets has required the need for gravity chambers for special training, so the gravity doesn’t crush us upon landing. At the moment, Pyron is closer, so that is our first target. It has been observed to have solid ground, as well as an atmosphere composition similar to DM-707.{n} End Log.

dmrlog7=
Captain’s Log #7{n} An abundance of Solite was discovered on Pyron, just as predicted. A base has been started. However, the harsh conditions are slowing the progress. Solite is shown to generate high amounts of heat. This heat, although felt and shown to raise temperature, does not seem to cause any pain. In addition, we asked that anyone handling these crystals do not use them as heaters. The crystals have been observed to create some sort of unknown field around it, which expands when it comes in contact with another Solite. This field creates a tingling sensation in humans who are near it, although it has been observed to not have any harmful effects. Research and experimentation is required. More darksteel has been discovered as well, however it is harder to obtain due to the extreme temperature beneath the surface. Mining efforts are ill advised, unless completely necessary. {n} End Log.

dmrlog8=
Captain’s Log #8{n} The heat produced from Solite can be converted into electrical energy. It has proven to be a good source of energy to power both the base on DM-707, as well as the base set up on Pyron. As construction for a new skytube is currently moving along, many concerns from the members of the project have arisen. One of the concerns is not being transparent with our intentions. In order to prevent a galaxy-wide panic, this information will continue to be withheld from the public, and very few people will be allowed to know about it. Most of our work involves a field of research that is not fully developed yet, and although everything is under control, widespread information about the true intent of Project Darkmoon could cause a panic that will interfere with our goals. Additionally, the question regarding the ethics of time travel may create an uproar of protest. Thus, we will stay silent for now.{n} End Log.

dmrlog9=
Captain’s Log #9{n} The expedition team to Endon has set up temporary shelter. However, the reports claim that it seems to be much more dangerous than Pyron was. The Solite crystals have been converted into a module that can produce heat inside of suits. However, they seem to produce less energy, almost as if “the energy is being absorbed by the planet itself.” according to the team. They have strictly been ordered to not hold any Solite on them when transporting the Lunite crystals. This has proven difficult due to the fact that Lunite seems to grow deep in frigid caves. I do not doubt their ability. {n} End Log.

dmrlog10=
Captain’s Log #10{n} Something interesting has been discovered when testing. In early experiments to replicate the creation of a wormhole, a roadblock has appeared. If the Solite and Lunite crystals are not fully ridden of impurities, they create a black hole. The ones we have experimented with so far have involved miniscule shards, thus creating weak and controlled black holes that usually collapse. Any speck of debris can cause failure, and experimenting with that on a larger scale can be disastrous. {n} End Log.

dmrlog11=
Captain’s Log #11{n} Specialized machines have been made in order to polish the crystals and remove all impurities. Crystals are placed in a chamber, and secured. They are shaved down using a rotating disc spinning at 500 billion rps, numbers that have never been seen before. Disturbingly high wattage lasers using ultra precise measurements are used to smooth the surface. These machines must be used by specialists, who have been brought from close planets. The process takes about a week per crystal. The experiment will take place at the very top of the base. There must be no time wasted. {n} End Log.

dmrlog12=
Captain’s Log #12{n} Today is the day of the experiment. Numerous tests have been conducted, and the numbers have been checked hundreds of times. I have instructed the team to turn on the machines. We are ready to go. Experiment results will be posted near the log. {n} End Log.

dmrlog13=
Captain’s Log #13{n} The experiment was successful. It is stable, and a wormhole has been opened up. Setting the location and time that the hole leads to was also successful. Basic objects have been sent through. The culmination of 3 years of rigorous work has lead to this. However, we can’t celebrate too early. We have yet to do live experiments. The real deal comes tomorrow. For now, we should observe, and make sure that everything is completely stable. {n} End Log.

dmrlog14=
Captain’s Log #14{n} The day has come. We will begin now. The experiment results in transferring a live subject back in time. Results will be posted near the log. {n} End Log.

dmrlog15=
Captain’s Log #... To hell with it! We’re all going to perish anyway. The crystals were not pure, and it seems as if we cannot outrun our own fate. A black hole is forming, and if my messages somehow survive the destruction, If somehow SOMEBODY reads this, stop it. Turn off the machine. Over time, black holes lose strength. It is too powerful to stop it right now. The odds are absurdly low, one in hundreds of quadrillions, but we were able to create a wormhole that has proven to work, kept secret from everyone. The time was too far back to be of any use. If somehow, somewhen, somewhere someone manages to find their way and discover this place’s fate, please stop it.

dmrlog16=
Cablog #E{n}{n} Another day has come and gone, or at least I think it has. Time seems to have lost all meaning in this wretched cave. It has been six weeks, yes, six agonizing weeks since I stumbled into this suffocating darkness. I can barely remember how the sunlight feels on my skin. {n} I spend my days talking to the shadows, imagining that they respond to me. The echoes of my own voice bounce off the walls, mingling with the whispers that haunt my mind. Cabob, they call me, a name I'm not sure I even recognize anymore. Is there even a world outside these cold, damp walls? {n} I've fashioned crude markings on the cave walls to keep track of the days, but I suspect that my sanity is slipping away with each passing moment. The incessant dripping of water from the ceiling mocks me, a cruel reminder of my isolation. {n} There's no way out. I've searched every crevice, every nook, and cranny, hoping for a glimmer of hope, a tiny crack that would lead me back to the world I once knew. But it's all in vain. {n} At times, I hear distant sounds, faint echoes of laughter and music. My mind tells me they're real, that I'm not alone, but I know better than to trust my fractured perceptions. These auditory hallucinations, or perhaps some cruel trick the cave plays on my mind, are nothing more than a taunting illusion. {n} Food is scarce, and I've resorted to gnawing on moss and whatever insects I can catch with my bare hands. My body is weak, my clothes tattered, and my spirit broken. {n} In my darkest moments, I find myself contemplating unspeakable acts, visions of torment and violence that frighten even my own twisted mind. It's as if the cave itself feeds on my suffering, amplifying the madness that resides within me. {n} Yet, amidst the despair and madness, there is a perverse sense of freedom. No longer bound by the laws of society, I am free to indulge in my most sinister thoughts without judgment or consequence. The line between right and wrong blurs into an abyss of chaos. {n} I don't know if anyone will ever find this journal or if anyone even cares about the fate of Cabob. But for now, this is my only companion, my only link to the outside world. I will continue to write, if only to preserve some semblance of my dwindling sanity. {n} Tomorrow, or perhaps it was yesterday, it doesn't really matter anymore, I'll venture deeper into the cave. Maybe, just maybe, I'll find something, someone, or even myself buried in this darkness. Until then, I remain lost, alone, and unhinged. {n} This might be useful if I ever plan to get out of here and do something other than write messages in a log.


#DIALOG
moonruins_intro=
[MADELINE left distracted]
Where am I?
This doesn't seem like anywhere I'm familiar with...
[MADELINE left sad]
And I can't seem to get in touch with {# d678db}{~}Part of Me{/~}{#}.
[MADELINE left distracted]
I guess I'll just explore then. I mean I {~}am{/~} dreaming.
{~}right?{/~}

moonruins_dark1=
[MADELINE left distracted]
It’s so dark in here, I can hardly see a thing.
…
Looks like I won’t be able to leave this place yet.
[MADELINE left determined]
But I shouldn’t worry, I have a feeling this elevator will lead somewhere important!
[MADELINE left together]
It looks like the only way out is down!

moonruins_hot1=
[MADELINE left surprised]
Damn, is it hot in here or what!
[MADELINE left determined]
It looks like the caves widen up ahead, so hopefully temperatures will be manageable.
I better keep pushing forward though!

moonruins_hot2=
[MADELINE left surprised]
The heart! It’s so close!
[MADELINE left together]
Just this final stretch! I can do this.

moonruins_dark2=
{anchor bottom}
[MADELINE left sad]
This… isn’t it?
[MADELINE left sadder]
But I was so close.
I thought I had made it.
[MADELINE left panic]
I don’t want to go on.
This is all just too much for me…

moonruins_cold1=
[MADELINE left upset]
Damn it, why does it have to be so cold?
I’m sick of these temperature changes.
[MADELINE left angry]
I just want to go home dang it!
[MADELINE left distracted]
But I guess...
I guess there's nowhere to go but forward at this point.

moonruins_ending1=
[BADELINE concerned left]
{+MADELINE} are you alright?
{+MADELINE}?

moonruins_ending2=
[MADELINE left distracted]
…
Well… I seem to be alright.
[BADELINE left normal]
That’s good, I’m glad you’re ok.
[BADELINE left simple_sigh]
…
That was really something else…
What happened back there I mean.
I tried my best to help, although I’m no good without a physical form.
[MADELINE left normal]
Don’t worry about it.
[MADELINE left peaceful]
You’re always helpful, even when I can’t see you.
[MADELINE left normal]
After all, you {~}are{/~} {+PART_OF_ME}.

moonruins_ending3=
[BADELINE normal left]
You look tired, {+MADELINE}.
Why don’t you get some rest.
[MADELINE left distracted]
I guess…
There’s still a lot to process, but I’m glad I’m not hurt.
[MADELINE left normal]
And y’know what?
[BADELINE left normal]
What?
[MADELINE left normal]
I feel like I’ve accomplished something important.
And that’s good.
Because after all…
[MADELINE left peaceful]
Life is all about what {~}you{/~} think is important.

moonruins_ending4=
[MADELINE left peaceful]
Was this {~}reeeeally{/~} worth it?

moonruins_goom=
Here is a list of
people who have obtained
the "Golden Strawberry"

-Benbob69-
-Ru's mom-

poem_MoonRuins_1_moonruins_A=
Soul of the Lost

madelineDuck=
[DUCK right normal]
...

badelineCat=
[CAT right evil]
Hungry...
[MADELINE left normal]
Hello hungry, I'm Madeline!
[CAT right evil]
Snackeline?
[MADELINE left upset]
no...
[CAT right evil]
I eat now?
[MADELINE left upset]
Yeah I'm out of here.
[CAT right evil]
bihct

vdsecret=
There are no shortcuts in life.

madelineSecret=
[MADELINE left normal]
There is no secret here!
Cry about it!

NyanCabob=
{anchor bottom}
Hey everyone! It’s me Nyan! I made a total of one (1) room for Darkmoon Ruins and pretty much nothing else besides bugging Cabob to use custom tilesets…
Happy Darkmoon Ruining!

CarelessCabob=
I made a room, it was okay I think.
-Careless

PowerAVCabob=
{anchor bottom}
Hi, I am PowerAV, from celeste. 
I made a single room for the moon ruins. 
Wall bounce and wavedash! 
I also made some tilesets used in the map.

BossSauceCabob=
{anchor bottom}
Hi I made 2 guest rooms because I was bored. I'm also the funny lore man.

TopazCabob=
Hi, I'm Topaz and I'm a guest mapper and playtester for Darkmoon Ruins. 
My room is actually the first room I've ever fully finished so I hope you enjoy (trust me its :lenient:)! 
Don't forget to do a splipped droost!

MoladanCabob=
{anchor bottom}
I'm moladan and I'm the camera guy. Blame me when you can't see where you're going!

TeoCabob=
Hiya, I'm Teo, and I made all of the music for this mod. If you listen closely, you'll hear that I used synthesizers.

FondaCabob=
{anchor bottom}
Hello, I'm finkle I mean I'm fonda1515 and I made some wacky switch gate room after about 500 pings or so! 
I also playtested for a little bit, so this map is probably flawless now. 
Yeah.
Hello Cabob!

IceCreamCabob=
Hi, I'm iceCream, the one who was responsible for the Chinese translation of this exciting celeste map. 
I'm glad to join this group as a translator. 
Endercell helped a lot about this translation, thanks. 
This's a very deep story, hope you like it!

CabobCabob=
I AM CABOB?!
Ru and I worked really hard on this map so I hope everyone has as much fun playing it as we did making it!
Shoutouts to the Cabob Team discord :>

SoloiiniCabob=
Hey, I'm Soloiini. 
I made a Cabob-inspired room in spite of the fact that this is legally not a Cabob map. 
It is still epic though!

Legbob1=
Heyo,{0.5} I'm ArmS~~{1.3} {n}{>> 0.6}I mean..{0.4} .{0.8} leg..{>>}{0.4} {~}Yeah!{/~}
I made the {0.4}uhhh{>> 0.6}hhhhhh......{>>} {1}erm... {1}with the{0.4} {>> 0.6}ehhhhh..........{>>} {n}And put in the {0.5}{!}"?"*{/!}
Wha--{0.6} I can ot be running {>>2.5}out of dialo-. {n}asdFgh1aS...  {0.4}dQw4w9WgXcQ.. {0.4}150417.........{>>}
Legbob2=
Ok got this thing working again! {0.5}:^)
Just wanted to add that I also helped with some suggestions and {~}amazing{/~} feedback,{0.4} {n}such as: "Cool visuals and great tunes."
I think that really helped make this into a better {n}and overall more enjoyable map!
Legbob3=
i like to wounce

iamdadbodCabob=
What is going on everyone, iamdadbod, tonight, I made a room for Darkmoon Ruins!

RuCabob=
{anchor bottom}
Contrary to popular belief, cabob did not make all of moon ruins himself.
I actually made a fair amount of the map, like about half of the rooms and all of the deco and dumb technical stuff. 
I hope this map makes you "grin" as they all say. 
Oh yeah I'm ru by the way, I make maps for celeste.

Legbob1=
Heyo,{0.5} I'm ArmS~~{1.3} {n}{>> 0.6}I mean..{0.4} .{0.8} leg..{>>}{0.4} {~}Yeah!{/~}
I made the {0.4}uhhh{>> 0.6}hhhhhh......{>>} {1}erm... {1}with the{0.4} {>> 0.6}ehhhhh..........{>>} {n}And put in the {0.5}{!}"?"*{/!}
Wha--{0.6} I can ot be running {>>2.5}out of dialo-. {n}asdFgh1aS...  {0.4}dQw4w9WgXcQ.. {0.4}150417.........{>>}
Legbob=
Ok got this thing working again! {0.5}:^)
Just wanted to add that I also helped with some suggestions and {~}amazing{/~} feedback,{0.4} {n}such as: "Cool visuals and great tunes."
I think that really helped make this into a better {n}and overall more enjoyable map!
Legbob3=
i like to wounce
Legbob5= 
{!}I{/!}{0.6} {>>0.2}{~}LOVE{/~}{>>}{>>0.6} OMORI!{>>}