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A area in the Flop with Flopsworn Bongus visible.
The Flop is the hellish realm inhabited by The Flopsworn, there is no escape from its vicious grasp. An endless, place of charred rock and burnt metal, the Flopsworn call this place home out of necessity, and wish to escape its damning grasp. The Flop itself alters itself at a single afterthought of the Flopper, ruler of The Flop and its inhabitants. The only escape from The Flop is death, destruction of the soul and transportation to oblivion, a fate worse then this dread place. A glimmer of hope waxes and wanes with each second, a rift out of this dread place. However hope, as with all things in this realm that isn't sworn to the Flopper die, as the F.C.P Foundation seal these rifts at all times. Time in the Flop is warped, 400 hundreds years in the Flop could be a single hour in the Floppaverse.
The Flop is a place where the souls chosen by the Flopsworn to suffer are sent, where they will spend the rest of their days until finally their torment ends with taking on the mantle of Flopsworn. The Flop is mostly made out of Soulplaque and other shattered dimensions, pulling into the Flop by massive steel chains.
Another more open area of the Flop.
Name Confusion[]
Often, many floppas will make a mistake when it comes to the name of this wretched realm, people will often call the Flop: the Flopsworn, even though this is the name of the demons that inhabit it, not the dimension itself.