"No, I wouldn't. Hasn't felt right in a long time." He holds out his arms and walks forward, as if to hug the variant Theren.
"Nah. Aint fallin for that." he then flings the rods at their chest.
Attack: 30 Damage: 37
Attack: 16 Damage: 40
Attack: 17 Damage: 37
Attack: 12 Damage: 48
*He doesn't have stats, so I'm going by his canon abilities.*
They pierce his flesh, then shatter against his endoskeleton. With his skin and fat shredded, it becomes apparent that he is made of some silvery metal forming artificial muscle and bone. "Crystalized hope, dredged out of those who needed it most. My family. Thrashed against the iron teeth at the border of reality until the life was rent out of their malformed bodies. Here's to family, eh?" He places a hand on Varen's (Variant Theren's) shoulder.
As soon as he touches their shoulder, gruesome images flash through their mind
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He chuckles. "Nothing. Just exercising a particularly large Nightmare. She doesn't bite, so don't worry."
'Ah, nice. Have we met before?'
"I don't believe so. I'm Elil. It's nice to meet you, Triley. Care for some tea? I have some sweet iced tea, but if you don't like that, I have water, milk, and apple juice."
*So, your travels have brought you back. What have you learnt? How have you grown? Myself? I am still trying to capture something with my brush... although I'm not quite sure what that thing is.*
He chuckles. "Nothing. Just exercising a particularly large Nightmare. She doesn't bite, so don't worry."
'Ah, nice. Have we met before?'
"I don't believe so. I'm Elil. It's nice to meet you, Triley. Care for some tea? I have some sweet iced tea, but if you don't like that, I have water, milk, and apple juice."
'Huh? I haven't gone by that name in.... Sure, ok, ya got me.' Drilin smiles crookedly 'I'll take some iced tea, if ya don't mind.'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*He doesn't have stats, so I'm going by his canon abilities.*
They pierce his flesh, then shatter against his endoskeleton. With his skin and fat shredded, it becomes apparent that he is made of some silvery metal forming artificial muscle and bone. "Crystalized hope, dredged out of those who needed it most. My family. Thrashed against the iron teeth at the border of reality until the life was rent out of their malformed bodies. Here's to family, eh?" He places a hand on Varen's (Variant Theren's) shoulder.
As soon as he touches their shoulder, gruesome images flash through their mind
Elil doesn't stop smiling. In fact, he smiles wider. "Boys, boys, you don't have to impress me. I've seen every evil in the multiverse, natural and artificial. I've even been most of them. Now, where were we? Ah. Power." He frowns. "I don't think you get it."
*So, your travels have brought you back. What have you learnt? How have you grown? Myself? I am still trying to capture something with my brush... although I'm not quite sure what that thing is.*
*I'm going to bring you the Dark Soul now.*
*Thank you- that should work wonderfully for my painting. Good luck with the eight or so horrifying boss fights that entails!*
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*He doesn't have stats, so I'm going by his canon abilities.*
They pierce his flesh, then shatter against his endoskeleton. With his skin and fat shredded, it becomes apparent that he is made of some silvery metal forming artificial muscle and bone. "Crystalized hope, dredged out of those who needed it most. My family. Thrashed against the iron teeth at the border of reality until the life was rent out of their malformed bodies. Here's to family, eh?" He places a hand on Varen's (Variant Theren's) shoulder.
As soon as he touches their shoulder, gruesome images flash through their mind
Elil doesn't stop smiling. In fact, he smiles wider. "Boys, boys, you don't have to impress me. I've seen every evil in the multiverse, natural and artificial. I've even been most of them. Now, where were we? Ah. Power." He frowns. "I don't think you get it."
"i dont think you quite get it either." he snarls
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I don't believe so. I'm Elil. It's nice to meet you, Triley. Care for some tea? I have some sweet iced tea, but if you don't like that, I have water, milk, and apple juice."
'Huh? I haven't gone by that name in.... Sure, ok, ya got me.' Drilin smiles crookedly 'I'll take some iced tea, if ya don't mind.'
A small shadow, barely visible, brings Drillin an iced tea. Elil smiles warmly. "Sorry, I just thought I should clarify my status. I'm... not from here. I look human enough though, huh? Took a lot of iterations to look like a real person."
"I don't believe so. I'm Elil. It's nice to meet you, Triley. Care for some tea? I have some sweet iced tea, but if you don't like that, I have water, milk, and apple juice."
'Huh? I haven't gone by that name in.... Sure, ok, ya got me.' Drilin smiles crookedly 'I'll take some iced tea, if ya don't mind.'
A small shadow, barely visible, brings Drillin an iced tea. Elil smiles warmly. "Sorry, I just thought I should clarify my status. I'm... not from here. I look human enough though, huh? Took a lot of iterations to look like a real person."
'I guessed as much. I think I might of met one of your kind before, he called me Flint and asked where Cato was'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*So, your travels have brought you back. What have you learnt? How have you grown? Myself? I am still trying to capture something with my brush... although I'm not quite sure what that thing is.*
*I'm going to bring you the Dark Soul now.*
*Thank you- that should work wonderfully for my painting. Good luck with the eight or so horrifying boss fights that entails!*
Elil doesn't stop smiling. In fact, he smiles wider. "Boys, boys, you don't have to impress me. I've seen every evil in the multiverse, natural and artificial. I've even been most of them. Now, where were we? Ah. Power." He frowns. "I don't think you get it."
"i dont think you quite get it either." he snarls
He smiles again, shaking his head. "Have you ever seen a little dog, son? Like a chihuahua or a pomeranian?"
Elil doesn't stop smiling. In fact, he smiles wider. "Boys, boys, you don't have to impress me. I've seen every evil in the multiverse, natural and artificial. I've even been most of them. Now, where were we? Ah. Power." He frowns. "I don't think you get it."
"i dont think you quite get it either." he snarls
He smiles again, shaking his head. "Have you ever seen a little dog, son? Like a chihuahua or a pomeranian?"
"No."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A small shadow, barely visible, brings Drillin an iced tea. Elil smiles warmly. "Sorry, I just thought I should clarify my status. I'm... not from here. I look human enough though, huh? Took a lot of iterations to look like a real person."
'I guessed as much. I think I might of met one of your kind before, he called me Flint and asked where Cato was'
"Yes, my brother, Stigmata. I was Cato once. He was too. Just a little bit in each of us. Every evil creates Dark Energy, and it all pools in the Nocturne, mixing and churning into Nightmares like me and him."
A small shadow, barely visible, brings Drillin an iced tea. Elil smiles warmly. "Sorry, I just thought I should clarify my status. I'm... not from here. I look human enough though, huh? Took a lot of iterations to look like a real person."
'I guessed as much. I think I might of met one of your kind before, he called me Flint and asked where Cato was'
"Yes, my brother, Stigmata. I was Cato once. He was too. Just a little bit in each of us. Every evil creates Dark Energy, and it all pools in the Nocturne, mixing and churning into Nightmares like me and him."
'You're Cato?' Drilin edges back slightly. 'I'm not in... any danger, am I?'
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You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
He smiles again, shaking his head. "Have you ever seen a little dog, son? Like a chihuahua or a pomeranian?"
"No."
"Well, they bark a lot. They bite. Because they are powerless, they need to fight, need to show their dominance. A tarrasque is an emissary of the gods, and they just sleep all the time. Because they know their place above all else in their domain, and they don't need to prove it. What are you proving?"
He smiles again, shaking his head. "Have you ever seen a little dog, son? Like a chihuahua or a pomeranian?"
"No."
"Well, they bark a lot. They bite. Because they are powerless, they need to fight, need to show their dominance. A tarrasque is an emissary of the gods, and they just sleep all the time. Because they know their place above all else in their domain, and they don't need to prove it. What are you proving?"
"I aint proving anything. like i said, i do this for fun."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Yes, my brother, Stigmata. I was Cato once. He was too. Just a little bit in each of us. Every evil creates Dark Energy, and it all pools in the Nocturne, mixing and churning into Nightmares like me and him."
'You're Cato?' Drilin edges back slightly. 'I'm not in... any danger, am I?'
He chuckles, but he lets Drillin move away. "Not with me. I'm not here to hurt you. Cato is... immature. He needs a couple more rotations on the Beach before he's ready to understand."
"Well, they bark a lot. They bite. Because they are powerless, they need to fight, need to show their dominance. A tarrasque is an emissary of the gods, and they just sleep all the time. Because they know their place above all else in their domain, and they don't need to prove it. What are you proving?"
"I aint proving anything. like i said, i do this for fun."
"Then why do you boast? You talk about power as if it were the be-all end-all. I've found that those who flaunt power tend to be those who are the least secure. Besides, there are easier ways to have fun. Why is violence your drug of choice?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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As soon as he touches their shoulder, gruesome images flash through their mind
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I don't believe so. I'm Elil. It's nice to meet you, Triley. Care for some tea? I have some sweet iced tea, but if you don't like that, I have water, milk, and apple juice."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I'm going to bring you the Dark Soul now.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Huh? I haven't gone by that name in.... Sure, ok, ya got me.' Drilin smiles crookedly 'I'll take some iced tea, if ya don't mind.'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*I'ma make a cute lil dude that must be bullied >:3*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Elil doesn't stop smiling. In fact, he smiles wider. "Boys, boys, you don't have to impress me. I've seen every evil in the multiverse, natural and artificial. I've even been most of them. Now, where were we? Ah. Power." He frowns. "I don't think you get it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Thank you- that should work wonderfully for my painting. Good luck with the eight or so horrifying boss fights that entails!*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"i dont think you quite get it either." he snarls
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A small shadow, barely visible, brings Drillin an iced tea. Elil smiles warmly. "Sorry, I just thought I should clarify my status. I'm... not from here. I look human enough though, huh? Took a lot of iterations to look like a real person."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'I guessed as much. I think I might of met one of your kind before, he called me Flint and asked where Cato was'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
*(flashbacks of Promised Consort Radahn)*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He smiles again, shaking his head. "Have you ever seen a little dog, son? Like a chihuahua or a pomeranian?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"No."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Y'all have you ever thought so hard you forgot to breath?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Yes, my brother, Stigmata. I was Cato once. He was too. Just a little bit in each of us. Every evil creates Dark Energy, and it all pools in the Nocturne, mixing and churning into Nightmares like me and him."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'You're Cato?' Drilin edges back slightly. 'I'm not in... any danger, am I?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"Well, they bark a lot. They bite. Because they are powerless, they need to fight, need to show their dominance. A tarrasque is an emissary of the gods, and they just sleep all the time. Because they know their place above all else in their domain, and they don't need to prove it. What are you proving?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I aint proving anything. like i said, i do this for fun."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He chuckles, but he lets Drillin move away. "Not with me. I'm not here to hurt you. Cato is... immature. He needs a couple more rotations on the Beach before he's ready to understand."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Then why do you boast? You talk about power as if it were the be-all end-all. I've found that those who flaunt power tend to be those who are the least secure. Besides, there are easier ways to have fun. Why is violence your drug of choice?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels