From out of the brush and into the battle, Yuri strides. She looks... Feral, to say the least. Her eyes are no longer leafy green but crimson red. They glint with rabid hunger. Her skin is an ashy color. Her nails are long and black, sharpened to a blade-like point. Tatiana holds out her arms "My wonderful daughter. You must be so hungry. Those two, your friends, would make fine meals don't you think?"
Yuri is emotionless and doesn't make a single move before Tatiana smiles and pats her gently on the back. "I'll take care of these little machines. You go fast dearest."
*Mind if i add someone in here?*
*Course!*
There is a cough from behind them. Alix stands there smoking a cigarette. "You know, killing people is kinda rude."
*Description btw*
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
*Wendigo?*
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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 stands up, his form catching fore for a moment. When the fire fades he is completely dry. "Was not."
"Yeah it was"
"Not to me." he says, walking out of the lake and crossing his arms
They shrug
Theren just rolls his eyes and walks through a tree
Echo sits down on the lake edge and watches the fish
There is a noise behind him.
They look behind them
A boy is leaning against a tree smoking a cigarette. "Tough break."
*Description*
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
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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.
*Mwhahaha she ain't teleporting.* He can't see Yuri on the field despite being there a few seconds ago.
"But dear. This isn't even the real form of me. An avatar as you say." She said and grinned.
"Small problem." The factory opens up, revealing the Soul Trap. "Your soul is piloting that Avatar. It may not be here, but there is a link. And that's all I need."
He jumps down and grabs her throat with his mechanical arm. "You're not immune to anything. You're no queen." The machines gather around, excitedly. Exterminatus Engines, a mechanical dragon, hundreds of small automatons with muskets they never used.
"You're not above the law. You know how those runes destroy fey magic? Well, you should see what they do in the Feywild. Once you build a circle of them... well, your court is long gone. This is the smaller half of my forces."
*Gonna need another Perception for him.*
*I literally don't think he would care if Yuri attacked him right now, but sure.*
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*NOPE. SHE GONNA HELP HIM. >:3*
A pair of pale arms wrap around his shoulders. "Here is my gift to you for being so kind to me" Yuri whispers in his ear. Her sharp teeth, like needles, pierce his neck flesh. Instead of taking in blood, she gives some of hers to him. A small burst of life to this soulless shell. (He gains a +5 to anything he wants to do to Tatiana.)
He stands up, his form catching fore for a moment. When the fire fades he is completely dry. "Was not."
"Yeah it was"
"Not to me." he says, walking out of the lake and crossing his arms
They shrug
Theren just rolls his eyes and walks through a tree
Echo sits down on the lake edge and watches the fish
There is a noise behind him.
They look behind them
A boy is leaning against a tree smoking a cigarette. "Tough break."
*Description*
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
Zenix blocks his throat the best her can, keeping Yuri from tearing anything out
Yuri snarls violently and tries again. (Same as last time. Hit: +13. Damage: 5d12.)
33, 33
She bites into his flesh but instead of drawing blood, he feels new blood enter his veins. (Like with Oswald, he gains a +5 to anything he is going to do to Tatiana.)
A boy is leaning against a tree smoking a cigarette. "Tough break."
*Description*
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
"I'm used to it"
"Thats not a good thing."
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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 pair of pale arms wrap around his shoulders. "Here is my gift to you for being so kind to me" Yuri whispers in his ear. Her sharp teeth, like needles, pierce his neck flesh. Instead of taking in blood, she gives some of hers to him. A small burst of life to this soulless shell. (He gains a +5 to anything he wants to do to Tatiana.)
"Ah, thank you, Yuri."
He throws Tatiana to the ground. "Now..." His irises glow bright yellow. Tatiana starts to feel her soul being drained. "Who's in control now?" He places his boot upon her throat. "Answer the question, and I'll give you a choice. You'll love this one."
The factory looms over them, blocking any more fey magic.
Zenix blocks his throat the best her can, keeping Yuri from tearing anything out
Yuri snarls violently and tries again. (Same as last time. Hit: +13. Damage: 5d12.)
33, 33
She bites into his flesh but instead of drawing blood, he feels new blood enter his veins. (Like with Oswald, he gains a +5 to anything he is going to do to Tatiana.)
He lets out an exhale, "You shouldn't scare people like that" He says with a slight smile
From out of the brush and into the battle, Yuri strides. She looks... Feral, to say the least. Her eyes are no longer leafy green but crimson red. They glint with rabid hunger. Her skin is an ashy color. Her nails are long and black, sharpened to a blade-like point. Tatiana holds out her arms "My wonderful daughter. You must be so hungry. Those two, your friends, would make fine meals don't you think?"
Yuri is emotionless and doesn't make a single move before Tatiana smiles and pats her gently on the back. "I'll take care of these little machines. You go fast dearest."
*Mind if i add someone in here?*
*Course!*
There is a cough from behind them. Alix stands there smoking a cigarette. "You know, killing people is kinda rude."
*Description btw*
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
*Wendigo?*
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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 pair of pale arms wrap around his shoulders. "Here is my gift to you for being so kind to me" Yuri whispers in his ear. Her sharp teeth, like needles, pierce his neck flesh. Instead of taking in blood, she gives some of hers to him. A small burst of life to this soulless shell. (He gains a +5 to anything he wants to do to Tatiana.)
"Ah, thank you, Yuri."
He throws Tatiana to the ground. "Now..." His irises glow bright yellow. Tatiana starts to feel her soul being drained. "Who's in control now?" He places his boot upon her throat. "Answer the question, and I'll give you a choice. You'll love this one."
The factory looms over them, blocking any more fey magic.
She chuckles and spits in his face "Not you.. Never you. It never will be you in any timeline or universe."
A boy is leaning against a tree smoking a cigarette. "Tough break."
*Description*
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
"I'm used to it"
"Thats not a good thing."
"Why?"
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psychopath ^-^
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*Wendigo?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They look behind them
psychopath ^-^
21, 35
A boy is leaning against a tree smoking a cigarette. "Tough break."
*Description*
There is a loud snap as a boy in his late 20's is walking through the woods. He is wearing a black backpack and all black clothing with black combat boots. He has a black hoodie with a skull on it. He has short black hair that is a mess. His hazel eyes look around the area with a bored look. Hanging from his mouth is a partially lit cigarette.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Jesus the crit qwq*
*They were some crazy rolls man*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*NOPE. SHE GONNA HELP HIM. >:3*
A pair of pale arms wrap around his shoulders. "Here is my gift to you for being so kind to me" Yuri whispers in his ear. Her sharp teeth, like needles, pierce his neck flesh. Instead of taking in blood, she gives some of hers to him. A small burst of life to this soulless shell. (He gains a +5 to anything he wants to do to Tatiana.)
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Zenjx isnt able to block this one, Yuri able to get a free shot at his jugular
"I'm used to it"
psychopath ^-^
She bites into his flesh but instead of drawing blood, he feels new blood enter his veins. (Like with Oswald, he gains a +5 to anything he is going to do to Tatiana.)
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Thats not a good thing."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Sorry for any missed or late replies you lot. I seem to have the slowest phone in freaking History.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Is ok. Want me to repost?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Yes please!*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Ah, thank you, Yuri."
He throws Tatiana to the ground. "Now..." His irises glow bright yellow. Tatiana starts to feel her soul being drained. "Who's in control now?" He places his boot upon her throat. "Answer the question, and I'll give you a choice. You'll love this one."
The factory looms over them, blocking any more fey magic.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He lets out an exhale, "You shouldn't scare people like that" He says with a slight smile
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Voidcaller appears in a cloud of smoke. "What is going on here?"
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
She chuckles and spits in his face "Not you.. Never you. It never will be you in any timeline or universe."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Why?"
psychopath ^-^