Balatro is still leading the devils north. The Underworld is real far from the rest of the world, isn't it.
Balatro can sense a Happy Chaos clone appear beside him before he can see it, a slightly disappointed aura on him.
*Do the clones count as wills for combat purposes?*
"What, come to kill me too?" He asks sarcastically, trudging across the cracked earth, as he did when he was young and first sought out an audience.
*He can use them in combat, but they need to be infused with power points for that.*
“Sorry, if I hadn’t threatened you, you wouldn’t have had the guts to leave. Literally and figuratively.” He says walking with him, his black ichor bleeding from his feet on the earth.
"I didn't WANT to leave! I wanted to help my boss!" He snaps. "YOU don't seem to understand that I'm not like you! I don't want to do good!"
“I don’t care if you want to be good, do you want to be dead, because I would have shot.” He says calmly and coldly.
Sargassa has retreated to her briny lair in the deep ocean, and there she is mutating herself, becoming a true monster… or, a part of her is. (Avatars, wooh!)
*Time to traumatize Anthony again! Also would Anthony technically be her champion?*
She can sense that Anthony has arrived at the ocean shore, and has began to walk into the water, moving slowly, not fully understanding her blessing just yet.
*possibly! Although he may also.. be subject to some of Sargassa’s insanity. Specifically of the flesh domain.*
ocean currents swirl around him and bring him deep, deep, deep, over a thousand feet beneath the water, but he is mostly fine. His clothes stay dry, he can breathe normally, and the pressure is barely felt. Sargassa swims up to him, having changed her Main body a bit. She has a shark’s dorsal fin, an extra pair of whale flippers, a blowhole, and she’s gained longer sea jelly tendrils, extending for fifty feet below her. With her disguised marble face, she greets Anthony.
*I hope so, I love me some good ol’ madness.*
Anthony waves to her, smiling upon her form, much different from his original wariness. He swims through the currents and stays beside them, taking deep breaths in the deep abyss of water.
Thank you for visiting me… I was experimenting a way to Make myself better… but you might not like it, so I won’t show you. I have yet to populate the deep, it is almost barren… but I could show you where i have taken up residence! Sargassa establishes a telepathic link between the two.
“Oh, thank you for that. I would love to see your home, I would show you mine but it isn’t anything special.” He says through the telepathic connection, grabbing one of her appendages as to keep up with her.
She brings him down, down, down, so much deeper, at least ten thousand feet, where in front of them is an enormous, palace sized oyster, barnacle encrusted and opened slightly, enough for both of them to fit through. Inside is almost a garden of kelps and sea plants, and corals. Small fish swim in the thousands throughout, and at the center of it is an equally enormous, misshapen pearl that glistens, reflecting the light of bioluminescent algae floating around. The pearl is mostly flat at the top, and Sargassa lands on it, setting Anthony down next to her.
“This is amazing, meeting you was a blessing I shall never take for granted. If I had never met you I would have never experienced such amazing things and would have lived a life of mediocrity at best, most likely dying young otherwise.” He begins to swim around the place in awe.
Balatro is still leading the devils north. The Underworld is real far from the rest of the world, isn't it.
Balatro can sense a Happy Chaos clone appear beside him before he can see it, a slightly disappointed aura on him.
*Do the clones count as wills for combat purposes?*
"What, come to kill me too?" He asks sarcastically, trudging across the cracked earth, as he did when he was young and first sought out an audience.
*He can use them in combat, but they need to be infused with power points for that.*
“Sorry, if I hadn’t threatened you, you wouldn’t have had the guts to leave. Literally and figuratively.” He says walking with him, his black ichor bleeding from his feet on the earth.
"I didn't WANT to leave! I wanted to help my boss!" He snaps. "YOU don't seem to understand that I'm not like you! I don't want to do good!"
“I don’t care if you want to be good, do you want to be dead, because I would have shot.” He says calmly and coldly.
"Yeah, well, now I'm completely ruined anyway. I can't go back to the Underworld either way, because if you and your little friends kill Faltros, there's no way I can come back, but if he survives, there's NO WAY I can come back!"
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Balatro is still leading the devils north. The Underworld is real far from the rest of the world, isn't it.
Balatro can sense a Happy Chaos clone appear beside him before he can see it, a slightly disappointed aura on him.
*Do the clones count as wills for combat purposes?*
"What, come to kill me too?" He asks sarcastically, trudging across the cracked earth, as he did when he was young and first sought out an audience.
*He can use them in combat, but they need to be infused with power points for that.*
“Sorry, if I hadn’t threatened you, you wouldn’t have had the guts to leave. Literally and figuratively.” He says walking with him, his black ichor bleeding from his feet on the earth.
"I didn't WANT to leave! I wanted to help my boss!" He snaps. "YOU don't seem to understand that I'm not like you! I don't want to do good!"
“I don’t care if you want to be good, do you want to be dead, because I would have shot.” He says calmly and coldly.
"Yeah, well, now I'm completely ruined anyway. I can't go back to the Underworld either way, because if you and your little friends kill Faltros, there's no way I can come back, but if he survives, there's NO WAY I can come back!"
“He would have killed you sooner or later regardless. Things are never as simply as loyalty or not with people like him. Just make a life for yourself outside of the underworld, make that cult you’ve always wanted.”
Balatro is still leading the devils north. The Underworld is real far from the rest of the world, isn't it.
Balatro can sense a Happy Chaos clone appear beside him before he can see it, a slightly disappointed aura on him.
*Do the clones count as wills for combat purposes?*
"What, come to kill me too?" He asks sarcastically, trudging across the cracked earth, as he did when he was young and first sought out an audience.
*He can use them in combat, but they need to be infused with power points for that.*
“Sorry, if I hadn’t threatened you, you wouldn’t have had the guts to leave. Literally and figuratively.” He says walking with him, his black ichor bleeding from his feet on the earth.
"I didn't WANT to leave! I wanted to help my boss!" He snaps. "YOU don't seem to understand that I'm not like you! I don't want to do good!"
“I don’t care if you want to be good, do you want to be dead, because I would have shot.” He says calmly and coldly.
"Yeah, well, now I'm completely ruined anyway. I can't go back to the Underworld either way, because if you and your little friends kill Faltros, there's no way I can come back, but if he survives, there's NO WAY I can come back!"
“He would have killed you sooner or later regardless. Things are never as simply as loyalty or not with people like him. Just make a life for yourself outside of the underworld, make that cult you’ve always wanted.”
“Just get out of here.” Balatro growls. “I don’t have my cane but I still have my dignity. I think.”
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Balatro is still leading the devils north. The Underworld is real far from the rest of the world, isn't it.
Balatro can sense a Happy Chaos clone appear beside him before he can see it, a slightly disappointed aura on him.
*Do the clones count as wills for combat purposes?*
"What, come to kill me too?" He asks sarcastically, trudging across the cracked earth, as he did when he was young and first sought out an audience.
*He can use them in combat, but they need to be infused with power points for that.*
“Sorry, if I hadn’t threatened you, you wouldn’t have had the guts to leave. Literally and figuratively.” He says walking with him, his black ichor bleeding from his feet on the earth.
"I didn't WANT to leave! I wanted to help my boss!" He snaps. "YOU don't seem to understand that I'm not like you! I don't want to do good!"
“I don’t care if you want to be good, do you want to be dead, because I would have shot.” He says calmly and coldly.
"Yeah, well, now I'm completely ruined anyway. I can't go back to the Underworld either way, because if you and your little friends kill Faltros, there's no way I can come back, but if he survives, there's NO WAY I can come back!"
“He would have killed you sooner or later regardless. Things are never as simply as loyalty or not with people like him. Just make a life for yourself outside of the underworld, make that cult you’ve always wanted.”
“Just get out of here.” Balatro growls. “I don’t have my cane but I still have my dignity. I think.”
“You don’t. I kept you from suicide. You’re welcome.” The clone disappears with a puff of smoke.
Sargassa has retreated to her briny lair in the deep ocean, and there she is mutating herself, becoming a true monster… or, a part of her is. (Avatars, wooh!)
*Time to traumatize Anthony again! Also would Anthony technically be her champion?*
She can sense that Anthony has arrived at the ocean shore, and has began to walk into the water, moving slowly, not fully understanding her blessing just yet.
*possibly! Although he may also.. be subject to some of Sargassa’s insanity. Specifically of the flesh domain.*
ocean currents swirl around him and bring him deep, deep, deep, over a thousand feet beneath the water, but he is mostly fine. His clothes stay dry, he can breathe normally, and the pressure is barely felt. Sargassa swims up to him, having changed her Main body a bit. She has a shark’s dorsal fin, an extra pair of whale flippers, a blowhole, and she’s gained longer sea jelly tendrils, extending for fifty feet below her. With her disguised marble face, she greets Anthony.
*I hope so, I love me some good ol’ madness.*
Anthony waves to her, smiling upon her form, much different from his original wariness. He swims through the currents and stays beside them, taking deep breaths in the deep abyss of water.
Thank you for visiting me… I was experimenting a way to Make myself better… but you might not like it, so I won’t show you. I have yet to populate the deep, it is almost barren… but I could show you where i have taken up residence! Sargassa establishes a telepathic link between the two.
“Oh, thank you for that. I would love to see your home, I would show you mine but it isn’t anything special.” He says through the telepathic connection, grabbing one of her appendages as to keep up with her.
She brings him down, down, down, so much deeper, at least ten thousand feet, where in front of them is an enormous, palace sized oyster, barnacle encrusted and opened slightly, enough for both of them to fit through. Inside is almost a garden of kelps and sea plants, and corals. Small fish swim in the thousands throughout, and at the center of it is an equally enormous, misshapen pearl that glistens, reflecting the light of bioluminescent algae floating around. The pearl is mostly flat at the top, and Sargassa lands on it, setting Anthony down next to her.
“This is amazing, meeting you was a blessing I shall never take for granted. If I had never met you I would have never experienced such amazing things and would have lived a life of mediocrity at best, most likely dying young otherwise.” He begins to swim around the place in awe.
What else could I do? For being kind to me… she swims around the oyster as well, sea plants sprouting around her, some of them quite strange, dark blacks and reds.
Balatro is still leading the devils north. The Underworld is real far from the rest of the world, isn't it.
Balatro can sense a Happy Chaos clone appear beside him before he can see it, a slightly disappointed aura on him.
*Do the clones count as wills for combat purposes?*
"What, come to kill me too?" He asks sarcastically, trudging across the cracked earth, as he did when he was young and first sought out an audience.
*He can use them in combat, but they need to be infused with power points for that.*
“Sorry, if I hadn’t threatened you, you wouldn’t have had the guts to leave. Literally and figuratively.” He says walking with him, his black ichor bleeding from his feet on the earth.
"I didn't WANT to leave! I wanted to help my boss!" He snaps. "YOU don't seem to understand that I'm not like you! I don't want to do good!"
“I don’t care if you want to be good, do you want to be dead, because I would have shot.” He says calmly and coldly.
"Yeah, well, now I'm completely ruined anyway. I can't go back to the Underworld either way, because if you and your little friends kill Faltros, there's no way I can come back, but if he survives, there's NO WAY I can come back!"
“He would have killed you sooner or later regardless. Things are never as simply as loyalty or not with people like him. Just make a life for yourself outside of the underworld, make that cult you’ve always wanted.”
“Just get out of here.” Balatro growls. “I don’t have my cane but I still have my dignity. I think.”
“You don’t. I kept you from suicide. You’re welcome.” The clone disappears with a puff of smoke.
Balatro looks livid and keeps walking north.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Sargassa has retreated to her briny lair in the deep ocean, and there she is mutating herself, becoming a true monster… or, a part of her is. (Avatars, wooh!)
*Time to traumatize Anthony again! Also would Anthony technically be her champion?*
She can sense that Anthony has arrived at the ocean shore, and has began to walk into the water, moving slowly, not fully understanding her blessing just yet.
*possibly! Although he may also.. be subject to some of Sargassa’s insanity. Specifically of the flesh domain.*
ocean currents swirl around him and bring him deep, deep, deep, over a thousand feet beneath the water, but he is mostly fine. His clothes stay dry, he can breathe normally, and the pressure is barely felt. Sargassa swims up to him, having changed her Main body a bit. She has a shark’s dorsal fin, an extra pair of whale flippers, a blowhole, and she’s gained longer sea jelly tendrils, extending for fifty feet below her. With her disguised marble face, she greets Anthony.
*I hope so, I love me some good ol’ madness.*
Anthony waves to her, smiling upon her form, much different from his original wariness. He swims through the currents and stays beside them, taking deep breaths in the deep abyss of water.
Thank you for visiting me… I was experimenting a way to Make myself better… but you might not like it, so I won’t show you. I have yet to populate the deep, it is almost barren… but I could show you where i have taken up residence! Sargassa establishes a telepathic link between the two.
“Oh, thank you for that. I would love to see your home, I would show you mine but it isn’t anything special.” He says through the telepathic connection, grabbing one of her appendages as to keep up with her.
She brings him down, down, down, so much deeper, at least ten thousand feet, where in front of them is an enormous, palace sized oyster, barnacle encrusted and opened slightly, enough for both of them to fit through. Inside is almost a garden of kelps and sea plants, and corals. Small fish swim in the thousands throughout, and at the center of it is an equally enormous, misshapen pearl that glistens, reflecting the light of bioluminescent algae floating around. The pearl is mostly flat at the top, and Sargassa lands on it, setting Anthony down next to her.
“This is amazing, meeting you was a blessing I shall never take for granted. If I had never met you I would have never experienced such amazing things and would have lived a life of mediocrity at best, most likely dying young otherwise.” He begins to swim around the place in awe.
What else could I do? For being kind to me… she swims around the oyster as well, sea plants sprouting around her, some of them quite strange, dark blacks and reds.
“This is more than anything I could have expected. Truly thank you.” He looks at the plants, watching her and her power of creation.
Sargassa has retreated to her briny lair in the deep ocean, and there she is mutating herself, becoming a true monster… or, a part of her is. (Avatars, wooh!)
*Time to traumatize Anthony again! Also would Anthony technically be her champion?*
She can sense that Anthony has arrived at the ocean shore, and has began to walk into the water, moving slowly, not fully understanding her blessing just yet.
*possibly! Although he may also.. be subject to some of Sargassa’s insanity. Specifically of the flesh domain.*
ocean currents swirl around him and bring him deep, deep, deep, over a thousand feet beneath the water, but he is mostly fine. His clothes stay dry, he can breathe normally, and the pressure is barely felt. Sargassa swims up to him, having changed her Main body a bit. She has a shark’s dorsal fin, an extra pair of whale flippers, a blowhole, and she’s gained longer sea jelly tendrils, extending for fifty feet below her. With her disguised marble face, she greets Anthony.
*I hope so, I love me some good ol’ madness.*
Anthony waves to her, smiling upon her form, much different from his original wariness. He swims through the currents and stays beside them, taking deep breaths in the deep abyss of water.
Thank you for visiting me… I was experimenting a way to Make myself better… but you might not like it, so I won’t show you. I have yet to populate the deep, it is almost barren… but I could show you where i have taken up residence! Sargassa establishes a telepathic link between the two.
“Oh, thank you for that. I would love to see your home, I would show you mine but it isn’t anything special.” He says through the telepathic connection, grabbing one of her appendages as to keep up with her.
She brings him down, down, down, so much deeper, at least ten thousand feet, where in front of them is an enormous, palace sized oyster, barnacle encrusted and opened slightly, enough for both of them to fit through. Inside is almost a garden of kelps and sea plants, and corals. Small fish swim in the thousands throughout, and at the center of it is an equally enormous, misshapen pearl that glistens, reflecting the light of bioluminescent algae floating around. The pearl is mostly flat at the top, and Sargassa lands on it, setting Anthony down next to her.
“This is amazing, meeting you was a blessing I shall never take for granted. If I had never met you I would have never experienced such amazing things and would have lived a life of mediocrity at best, most likely dying young otherwise.” He begins to swim around the place in awe.
What else could I do? For being kind to me… she swims around the oyster as well, sea plants sprouting around her, some of them quite strange, dark blacks and reds.
“This is more than anything I could have expected. Truly thank you.” He looks at the plants, watching her and her power of creation.
Sargassa has retreated to her briny lair in the deep ocean, and there she is mutating herself, becoming a true monster… or, a part of her is. (Avatars, wooh!)
*Time to traumatize Anthony again! Also would Anthony technically be her champion?*
She can sense that Anthony has arrived at the ocean shore, and has began to walk into the water, moving slowly, not fully understanding her blessing just yet.
*possibly! Although he may also.. be subject to some of Sargassa’s insanity. Specifically of the flesh domain.*
ocean currents swirl around him and bring him deep, deep, deep, over a thousand feet beneath the water, but he is mostly fine. His clothes stay dry, he can breathe normally, and the pressure is barely felt. Sargassa swims up to him, having changed her Main body a bit. She has a shark’s dorsal fin, an extra pair of whale flippers, a blowhole, and she’s gained longer sea jelly tendrils, extending for fifty feet below her. With her disguised marble face, she greets Anthony.
*I hope so, I love me some good ol’ madness.*
Anthony waves to her, smiling upon her form, much different from his original wariness. He swims through the currents and stays beside them, taking deep breaths in the deep abyss of water.
Thank you for visiting me… I was experimenting a way to Make myself better… but you might not like it, so I won’t show you. I have yet to populate the deep, it is almost barren… but I could show you where i have taken up residence! Sargassa establishes a telepathic link between the two.
“Oh, thank you for that. I would love to see your home, I would show you mine but it isn’t anything special.” He says through the telepathic connection, grabbing one of her appendages as to keep up with her.
She brings him down, down, down, so much deeper, at least ten thousand feet, where in front of them is an enormous, palace sized oyster, barnacle encrusted and opened slightly, enough for both of them to fit through. Inside is almost a garden of kelps and sea plants, and corals. Small fish swim in the thousands throughout, and at the center of it is an equally enormous, misshapen pearl that glistens, reflecting the light of bioluminescent algae floating around. The pearl is mostly flat at the top, and Sargassa lands on it, setting Anthony down next to her.
“This is amazing, meeting you was a blessing I shall never take for granted. If I had never met you I would have never experienced such amazing things and would have lived a life of mediocrity at best, most likely dying young otherwise.” He begins to swim around the place in awe.
What else could I do? For being kind to me… she swims around the oyster as well, sea plants sprouting around her, some of them quite strange, dark blacks and reds.
“This is more than anything I could have expected. Truly thank you.” He looks at the plants, watching her and her power of creation.
Tell me, what is your village like?
“Simple, like any other village. Nothing really special, but it’s home and I love it.”
Sargassa has retreated to her briny lair in the deep ocean, and there she is mutating herself, becoming a true monster… or, a part of her is. (Avatars, wooh!)
*Time to traumatize Anthony again! Also would Anthony technically be her champion?*
She can sense that Anthony has arrived at the ocean shore, and has began to walk into the water, moving slowly, not fully understanding her blessing just yet.
*possibly! Although he may also.. be subject to some of Sargassa’s insanity. Specifically of the flesh domain.*
ocean currents swirl around him and bring him deep, deep, deep, over a thousand feet beneath the water, but he is mostly fine. His clothes stay dry, he can breathe normally, and the pressure is barely felt. Sargassa swims up to him, having changed her Main body a bit. She has a shark’s dorsal fin, an extra pair of whale flippers, a blowhole, and she’s gained longer sea jelly tendrils, extending for fifty feet below her. With her disguised marble face, she greets Anthony.
*I hope so, I love me some good ol’ madness.*
Anthony waves to her, smiling upon her form, much different from his original wariness. He swims through the currents and stays beside them, taking deep breaths in the deep abyss of water.
Thank you for visiting me… I was experimenting a way to Make myself better… but you might not like it, so I won’t show you. I have yet to populate the deep, it is almost barren… but I could show you where i have taken up residence! Sargassa establishes a telepathic link between the two.
“Oh, thank you for that. I would love to see your home, I would show you mine but it isn’t anything special.” He says through the telepathic connection, grabbing one of her appendages as to keep up with her.
She brings him down, down, down, so much deeper, at least ten thousand feet, where in front of them is an enormous, palace sized oyster, barnacle encrusted and opened slightly, enough for both of them to fit through. Inside is almost a garden of kelps and sea plants, and corals. Small fish swim in the thousands throughout, and at the center of it is an equally enormous, misshapen pearl that glistens, reflecting the light of bioluminescent algae floating around. The pearl is mostly flat at the top, and Sargassa lands on it, setting Anthony down next to her.
“This is amazing, meeting you was a blessing I shall never take for granted. If I had never met you I would have never experienced such amazing things and would have lived a life of mediocrity at best, most likely dying young otherwise.” He begins to swim around the place in awe.
What else could I do? For being kind to me… she swims around the oyster as well, sea plants sprouting around her, some of them quite strange, dark blacks and reds.
“This is more than anything I could have expected. Truly thank you.” He looks at the plants, watching her and her power of creation.
Tell me, what is your village like?
“Simple, like any other village. Nothing really special, but it’s home and I love it.”
Sargassa has retreated to her briny lair in the deep ocean, and there she is mutating herself, becoming a true monster… or, a part of her is. (Avatars, wooh!)
*Time to traumatize Anthony again! Also would Anthony technically be her champion?*
She can sense that Anthony has arrived at the ocean shore, and has began to walk into the water, moving slowly, not fully understanding her blessing just yet.
*possibly! Although he may also.. be subject to some of Sargassa’s insanity. Specifically of the flesh domain.*
ocean currents swirl around him and bring him deep, deep, deep, over a thousand feet beneath the water, but he is mostly fine. His clothes stay dry, he can breathe normally, and the pressure is barely felt. Sargassa swims up to him, having changed her Main body a bit. She has a shark’s dorsal fin, an extra pair of whale flippers, a blowhole, and she’s gained longer sea jelly tendrils, extending for fifty feet below her. With her disguised marble face, she greets Anthony.
*I hope so, I love me some good ol’ madness.*
Anthony waves to her, smiling upon her form, much different from his original wariness. He swims through the currents and stays beside them, taking deep breaths in the deep abyss of water.
Thank you for visiting me… I was experimenting a way to Make myself better… but you might not like it, so I won’t show you. I have yet to populate the deep, it is almost barren… but I could show you where i have taken up residence! Sargassa establishes a telepathic link between the two.
“Oh, thank you for that. I would love to see your home, I would show you mine but it isn’t anything special.” He says through the telepathic connection, grabbing one of her appendages as to keep up with her.
She brings him down, down, down, so much deeper, at least ten thousand feet, where in front of them is an enormous, palace sized oyster, barnacle encrusted and opened slightly, enough for both of them to fit through. Inside is almost a garden of kelps and sea plants, and corals. Small fish swim in the thousands throughout, and at the center of it is an equally enormous, misshapen pearl that glistens, reflecting the light of bioluminescent algae floating around. The pearl is mostly flat at the top, and Sargassa lands on it, setting Anthony down next to her.
“This is amazing, meeting you was a blessing I shall never take for granted. If I had never met you I would have never experienced such amazing things and would have lived a life of mediocrity at best, most likely dying young otherwise.” He begins to swim around the place in awe.
What else could I do? For being kind to me… she swims around the oyster as well, sea plants sprouting around her, some of them quite strange, dark blacks and reds.
“This is more than anything I could have expected. Truly thank you.” He looks at the plants, watching her and her power of creation.
Tell me, what is your village like?
“Simple, like any other village. Nothing really special, but it’s home and I love it.”
Where is it? What’s it called?
“Pedal village. A little bit away from the shore, but not too far.”
Visk head towards Kagorax’s grand fortress where the demons left behind are fighting the Tarrasque sent by Faltros. The Jovial Drake, knowing what must be done, leaps into action with his arcane domain to cast two almost impossibly large Bigby’s Hands to grab and carry the creature back to the Kingdom of Duality.
The Nameless King rests atop a mountain, looking from the peak down upon the new world he now rest in, and so he begins to forge, a storm building above him as he begins to craft his mighty tool of war, a great spear that is forged from bolt of lightning from the very heavens, to piece said very Heavens. The Dragonslayer Sword-Spear, channeling the thunder and lightning of the storm into its blade.
Happy Chaos is in the city of peace, having left a note for TF at his residence, telling him he is in his secret lab that he hasn’t told TF he has. He is currently working there on some experiments with the mortal form, and how he can mold it.
The Frenzy is beginning to panic just a bit, because it can still slightly sense his connection to Faltros, but is calm enough to realize even if Faltros lives they can still escape his grasp or simply kill him, depending on how weakened he is.
Slayer is doing what he always does, which is loving life like he always does, because what is life expect for up and downs, and he loves every experience he gets, because it might end up his last.
*I know I'm kinda late to this thread but can I still join?*
*I don't play FNAF so Freddy I guess?*
A tear in space appears, and through it comes a great serpent, its skin gray and black, its scaly armor gilded to symbolize its power. Its red eyes flash with malice and it opens its great mouth to unleash a mighty roar, letting all know that Giratina, demon dragon of malice and shadow, bringer of fear and despair, has came into the world, and will not leave until this world falls, like the countless other worlds left in this monster's wake. As more of Giratina's colossal body comes through the tear, it flares its tendrils, great tentacles of pure shadow with red claws at their ends, covered in the multicolored blood of thousands, and rips a large chunk of rock from the earth below it, creating its new lair.
*here's a little statblock thing to keep track of what I'm currently capable of*
Level: 1
Power Points: 0
Category: Demon/Great One
Domain: Fear
*Is it worth it to just wait for a few days to gain power and levels?*
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
I'm currently locked out of most forums, hopefully I'll fix it soon.
*I know I'm kinda late to this thread but can I still join?*
*I don't play FNAF so Freddy I guess?*
A tear in space appears, and through it comes a great serpent, its skin gray and black, its scaly armor gilded to symbolize its power. Its red eyes flash with malice and it opens its great mouth to unleash a mighty roar, letting all know that Giratina, demon dragon of malice and shadow, bringer of fear and despair, has came into the world, and will not leave until this world falls, like the countless other worlds left in this monster's wake. As more of Giratina's colossal body comes through the tear, it flares its tendrils, great tentacles of pure shadow with red claws at their ends, covered in the multicolored blood of thousands, and rips a large chunk of rock from the earth below it, creating its new lair.
*here's a little statblock thing to keep track of what Giratina's currently capable of*
Level: 1
Power Points: 0
Category: Demon/Great One
Domain: Fear
*Is it worth it to just wait for a few days to gain power and levels?*
*Did you really make Giratina from Pokémon, also it’s best to not wait it out, just have fun and try not to get into any fights.*
Sargassa has retreated to her briny lair in the deep ocean, and there she is mutating herself, becoming a true monster… or, a part of her is. (Avatars, wooh!)
*Time to traumatize Anthony again! Also would Anthony technically be her champion?*
She can sense that Anthony has arrived at the ocean shore, and has began to walk into the water, moving slowly, not fully understanding her blessing just yet.
*possibly! Although he may also.. be subject to some of Sargassa’s insanity. Specifically of the flesh domain.*
ocean currents swirl around him and bring him deep, deep, deep, over a thousand feet beneath the water, but he is mostly fine. His clothes stay dry, he can breathe normally, and the pressure is barely felt. Sargassa swims up to him, having changed her Main body a bit. She has a shark’s dorsal fin, an extra pair of whale flippers, a blowhole, and she’s gained longer sea jelly tendrils, extending for fifty feet below her. With her disguised marble face, she greets Anthony.
*I hope so, I love me some good ol’ madness.*
Anthony waves to her, smiling upon her form, much different from his original wariness. He swims through the currents and stays beside them, taking deep breaths in the deep abyss of water.
Thank you for visiting me… I was experimenting a way to Make myself better… but you might not like it, so I won’t show you. I have yet to populate the deep, it is almost barren… but I could show you where i have taken up residence! Sargassa establishes a telepathic link between the two.
“Oh, thank you for that. I would love to see your home, I would show you mine but it isn’t anything special.” He says through the telepathic connection, grabbing one of her appendages as to keep up with her.
She brings him down, down, down, so much deeper, at least ten thousand feet, where in front of them is an enormous, palace sized oyster, barnacle encrusted and opened slightly, enough for both of them to fit through. Inside is almost a garden of kelps and sea plants, and corals. Small fish swim in the thousands throughout, and at the center of it is an equally enormous, misshapen pearl that glistens, reflecting the light of bioluminescent algae floating around. The pearl is mostly flat at the top, and Sargassa lands on it, setting Anthony down next to her.
“This is amazing, meeting you was a blessing I shall never take for granted. If I had never met you I would have never experienced such amazing things and would have lived a life of mediocrity at best, most likely dying young otherwise.” He begins to swim around the place in awe.
What else could I do? For being kind to me… she swims around the oyster as well, sea plants sprouting around her, some of them quite strange, dark blacks and reds.
“This is more than anything I could have expected. Truly thank you.” He looks at the plants, watching her and her power of creation.
Tell me, what is your village like?
“Simple, like any other village. Nothing really special, but it’s home and I love it.”
Where is it? What’s it called?
“Pedal village. A little bit away from the shore, but not too far.”
“Well I usually help around the village, helping with the horses and the farming for those who are too old to do it themselves. I also help cook, and keep my grandmother safe and healthy as much as I can.”
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“I don’t care if you want to be good, do you want to be dead, because I would have shot.” He says calmly and coldly.
“This is amazing, meeting you was a blessing I shall never take for granted. If I had never met you I would have never experienced such amazing things and would have lived a life of mediocrity at best, most likely dying young otherwise.” He begins to swim around the place in awe.
"Yeah, well, now I'm completely ruined anyway. I can't go back to the Underworld either way, because if you and your little friends kill Faltros, there's no way I can come back, but if he survives, there's NO WAY I can come back!"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“He would have killed you sooner or later regardless. Things are never as simply as loyalty or not with people like him. Just make a life for yourself outside of the underworld, make that cult you’ve always wanted.”
“Just get out of here.” Balatro growls. “I don’t have my cane but I still have my dignity. I think.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“You don’t. I kept you from suicide. You’re welcome.” The clone disappears with a puff of smoke.
What else could I do? For being kind to me… she swims around the oyster as well, sea plants sprouting around her, some of them quite strange, dark blacks and reds.
Balatro looks livid and keeps walking north.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“This is more than anything I could have expected. Truly thank you.” He looks at the plants, watching her and her power of creation.
Tell me, what is your village like?
“Simple, like any other village. Nothing really special, but it’s home and I love it.”
Where is it? What’s it called?
“Pedal village. A little bit away from the shore, but not too far.”
Visk head towards Kagorax’s grand fortress where the demons left behind are fighting the Tarrasque sent by Faltros. The Jovial Drake, knowing what must be done, leaps into action with his arcane domain to cast two almost impossibly large Bigby’s Hands to grab and carry the creature back to the Kingdom of Duality.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
The Nameless King rests atop a mountain, looking from the peak down upon the new world he now rest in, and so he begins to forge, a storm building above him as he begins to craft his mighty tool of war, a great spear that is forged from bolt of lightning from the very heavens, to piece said very Heavens. The Dragonslayer Sword-Spear, channeling the thunder and lightning of the storm into its blade.
*As for my other characters.*
Happy Chaos is in the city of peace, having left a note for TF at his residence, telling him he is in his secret lab that he hasn’t told TF he has. He is currently working there on some experiments with the mortal form, and how he can mold it.
The Frenzy is beginning to panic just a bit, because it can still slightly sense his connection to Faltros, but is calm enough to realize even if Faltros lives they can still escape his grasp or simply kill him, depending on how weakened he is.
Slayer is doing what he always does, which is loving life like he always does, because what is life expect for up and downs, and he loves every experience he gets, because it might end up his last.
*I know I'm kinda late to this thread but can I still join?*
*I don't play FNAF so Freddy I guess?*
A tear in space appears, and through it comes a great serpent, its skin gray and black, its scaly armor gilded to symbolize its power. Its red eyes flash with malice and it opens its great mouth to unleash a mighty roar, letting all know that Giratina, demon dragon of malice and shadow, bringer of fear and despair, has came into the world, and will not leave until this world falls, like the countless other worlds left in this monster's wake. As more of Giratina's colossal body comes through the tear, it flares its tendrils, great tentacles of pure shadow with red claws at their ends, covered in the multicolored blood of thousands, and rips a large chunk of rock from the earth below it, creating its new lair.
*here's a little statblock thing to keep track of what I'm currently capable of*
Level: 1
Power Points: 0
Category: Demon/Great One
Domain: Fear
*Is it worth it to just wait for a few days to gain power and levels?*
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
I'm currently locked out of most forums, hopefully I'll fix it soon.
#BRINGBACKNATIONALDEX
*Did you really make Giratina from Pokémon, also it’s best to not wait it out, just have fun and try not to get into any fights.*
I See… tell me more about it.
“Well I usually help around the village, helping with the horses and the farming for those who are too old to do it themselves. I also help cook, and keep my grandmother safe and healthy as much as I can.”