“Ah so it is rare. I like it, possibly someone will recreate such a species.”
“Hopefully. I’m sad to say that I’m quite addicted to the poisonous, for mortals, taste.”
*put in same post the interaction with Darkest Dungeon*
The shadow walkers halt, leering over the corrupted. “Is this new life needed?” They all say in unison, as the dragons leer from even higher.
“Hmm, well maybe I could help with that, or possibly it will just give you a new addiction.”
The shadow walkers know the name of the noble as the Ancester, and he clasps his hands together “New life is always needed. This is pure bliss.”
“Ah. And what’s the problem with that?”
“Bliss for you, or bliss for the corrupted souls?”
“Well some people find it a bit, different. Here.” He hands him a glass of wine different from every other he has.
“Yes.” He says a grin spreading across his evil face.
He takes it with one hand, takes off the cork with another, and uses a third to lift up the mask, revealing the writhing mass of bugs underneath, taking a sniff of the new wine.
“We ask” “Them” The dragons exhale a purple gas that fill the area. If what the Darkest Dungeon does is expel the soul, ghostly apparitions of the corrupted fill the area, with their consciousness. If the soul remains in the body, for a second, just for a second, they are allowed to speak their truth.
The wine smells like nothing they have ever even imagined, a smell like that of hell, but somehow different from that. A name unfamiliar to them but some known at the same time fills there mind ‘Dracula’.
Somehow they can see both occur within the purple gas, ghostly apparitions as well as their true forms, and what they hear is a chorus of shattered minds and endless madness, seemingly caused by the true sight of the Darkest Dungeon.
“Do I detect a hint of undeath?”
“Release their souls, and you may have the bodies. You have no need for them.”
“Ah, it seems you have a nose for wine as good as mine.”
“If you say so I suppose the Darkest Dungeon can.” The souls are suddenly released l, flying free.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
The thorns of the crown dig into Foréir’s skull once again, more painful this Time, lasting longer.
a bearer, then, has been decided… but the cost was great, was it not? Such is the nature of slaughter…
Foréir gains an extra 1,000 power points every day, coming from the Crown’s own power.
*Shame it didn't do anything earlier lol*
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
"I think he already knows something about it..." Ilnarthi sighs. "He's just trying to keep the council calm." As he says this, TF shouts, "COUNCIL DISMISSED! You may go on with your day."
“Well it looks like we have a chance to see.” Asuka says clasping his hands as his book floats in front of him. All the council members leave, the altered not attacking them outside.
Tf comes over. "Well, who might you be?" He pulls down his hood and takes off his mask. Underneath is a surprisingly human face, aged and worn. The only thing differentiating him from a human is his strange, void-like eyes that you could easily get lost in.
“I am That Man to most, but I shall do you the honor of tell you my real name. I am Asuka R. Krutoz, a pleasure. I assume you know what is going on with your friend?” He says, the energy of Happy able to be sense in Asuka’s soul as his cat ears twitch.
"A pleasure indeed, Asuka. He is doing some thing to make people like you, yes. For what reason I don't know." TF Sounds exactly like a middle-aged man, albeit with a bit of a whispering undertone.
“I have a bit of an understanding of his goal, he is trying to help, by making mortals question the wills they so faithfully cling to. Or maybe he just wishes to push mortals to have to become stronger. I don’t know for certain.” He sounds like a man in his later 20s although he looks a bit older.
"So. He is effectively trying to make mortals turn from their Wills, and he believes that will help them? I don't honestly see that doing anything except drawing other Wills ire."
“He is mad, someone who is truly insane. He probably doesn’t want to have mortals draw the ire of any will, but to rather eliminate their complete faith. He wishes for himself to be the example.”
"He is truly mad indeed..." Tf starts muttering to himself. "It's his choice... do I interfere? Happy himself told me not to... Oh god... this isn't going to work for him, I just know it..."
“He told me himself that is goal isn’t to survive this he hopes to die. But to make them at least question themselves. When he fails he shall die a death he expects.” He sighs “This is truly saddening indeed.”
The thorns of the crown dig into Foréir’s skull once again, more painful this Time, lasting longer.
a bearer, then, has been decided… but the cost was great, was it not? Such is the nature of slaughter…
Foréir gains an extra 1,000 power points every day, coming from the Crown’s own power.
“To rule, one must be willing to make sacrifices. That is simply the way it is.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*How do you imagine your wills sound.? For me, Mushisama always sounds sarcastic, with the humming of their insect body always present. The Twin Flames, one voice is wafty and quiet, while the other is loud and authoritative.*
*Herionidus’ voice was sweet as honey, his words were like wine. He had a light, but authoritative voice. In his true form, which we only saw during the swarm v Herio fight, his voice doubles in intensity and echoes around itself when reasonably it shouldn’t. The crown is just as homey sewer as Herionidus, but much deeper, like an ancient dragon’s, shivering in the cold with each word. Aemulus’ telepathic voice is plain, simple, and ungodly terrifying. For mortals, being contacted by Aemulus is a pretty rattling experience. his Arsendir form is jittery, with a much more human, quieter male voice. Also sounds a bit like bones rattling because Arsendir is literally a skeleton with spectral, wispy skin. Sargassa is what you would imagine an evil, extremely vain British queen would sound like, although she isn’t exactly that evil. Yet*
“Ah so it is rare. I like it, possibly someone will recreate such a species.”
“Hopefully. I’m sad to say that I’m quite addicted to the poisonous, for mortals, taste.”
*put in same post the interaction with Darkest Dungeon*
The shadow walkers halt, leering over the corrupted. “Is this new life needed?” They all say in unison, as the dragons leer from even higher.
“Hmm, well maybe I could help with that, or possibly it will just give you a new addiction.”
The shadow walkers know the name of the noble as the Ancester, and he clasps his hands together “New life is always needed. This is pure bliss.”
“Ah. And what’s the problem with that?”
“Bliss for you, or bliss for the corrupted souls?”
“Well some people find it a bit, different. Here.” He hands him a glass of wine different from every other he has.
“Yes.” He says a grin spreading across his evil face.
He takes it with one hand, takes off the cork with another, and uses a third to lift up the mask, revealing the writhing mass of bugs underneath, taking a sniff of the new wine.
“We ask” “Them” The dragons exhale a purple gas that fill the area. If what the Darkest Dungeon does is expel the soul, ghostly apparitions of the corrupted fill the area, with their consciousness. If the soul remains in the body, for a second, just for a second, they are allowed to speak their truth.
The wine smells like nothing they have ever even imagined, a smell like that of hell, but somehow different from that. A name unfamiliar to them but some known at the same time fills there mind ‘Dracula’.
Somehow they can see both occur within the purple gas, ghostly apparitions as well as their true forms, and what they hear is a chorus of shattered minds and endless madness, seemingly caused by the true sight of the Darkest Dungeon.
“Do I detect a hint of undeath?”
“Release their souls, and you may have the bodies. You have no need for them.”
“Ah, it seems you have a nose for wine as good as mine.”
“If you say so I suppose the Darkest Dungeon can.” The souls are suddenly released l, flying free.
“More like a thousand.” A light mad chuckle escapes them.
The souls develop wings or horns, an even split, as they gather surrounding, nearly invisible, dead cells they dropped over their life. Once the transformation is done, the souls have nearly complete bodies, the parts they miss replaced by spectral energy. “This is” “Unneeded death” “So we give” “Them a second” “Life” “You cannot” “Harm”
*Hey Arch, did we ever decide how the third Overwill would be chosen?*
*uh… we’ll Kag isn’t an option so I think either Crotalus or whoever Cog decides, as I think those two contributed the most in the fight, and Cog got the killing blow.*
“Ah so it is rare. I like it, possibly someone will recreate such a species.”
“Hopefully. I’m sad to say that I’m quite addicted to the poisonous, for mortals, taste.”
*put in same post the interaction with Darkest Dungeon*
The shadow walkers halt, leering over the corrupted. “Is this new life needed?” They all say in unison, as the dragons leer from even higher.
“Hmm, well maybe I could help with that, or possibly it will just give you a new addiction.”
The shadow walkers know the name of the noble as the Ancester, and he clasps his hands together “New life is always needed. This is pure bliss.”
“Ah. And what’s the problem with that?”
“Bliss for you, or bliss for the corrupted souls?”
“Well some people find it a bit, different. Here.” He hands him a glass of wine different from every other he has.
“Yes.” He says a grin spreading across his evil face.
He takes it with one hand, takes off the cork with another, and uses a third to lift up the mask, revealing the writhing mass of bugs underneath, taking a sniff of the new wine.
“We ask” “Them” The dragons exhale a purple gas that fill the area. If what the Darkest Dungeon does is expel the soul, ghostly apparitions of the corrupted fill the area, with their consciousness. If the soul remains in the body, for a second, just for a second, they are allowed to speak their truth.
The wine smells like nothing they have ever even imagined, a smell like that of hell, but somehow different from that. A name unfamiliar to them but some known at the same time fills there mind ‘Dracula’.
Somehow they can see both occur within the purple gas, ghostly apparitions as well as their true forms, and what they hear is a chorus of shattered minds and endless madness, seemingly caused by the true sight of the Darkest Dungeon.
“Do I detect a hint of undeath?”
“Release their souls, and you may have the bodies. You have no need for them.”
“Ah, it seems you have a nose for wine as good as mine.”
“If you say so I suppose the Darkest Dungeon can.” The souls are suddenly released l, flying free.
“More like a thousand.” A light mad chuckle escapes them.
The souls develop wings or horns, an even split, as they gather surrounding, nearly invisible, dead cells they dropped over their life. Once the transformation is done, the souls have nearly complete bodies, the parts they miss replaced by spectral energy. “This is” “Unneeded death” “So we give” “Them a second” “Life” “You cannot” “Harm”
“Well it is a good wine.” He says conjuring his own and taking a sip.
The Ancestor shrugs “There are others. Their bodies will be fitting for the Darkest Dungeon.” The souls of the newly revived are still scarred by the madness of the Darkest Dungeon, all though they are still somewhat fine.
The thorns of the crown dig into Foréir’s skull once again, more painful this Time, lasting longer.
a bearer, then, has been decided… but the cost was great, was it not? Such is the nature of slaughter…
Foréir gains an extra 1,000 power points every day, coming from the Crown’s own power.
“To rule, one must be willing to make sacrifices. That is simply the way it is.”
Indeed… I do hope the power that I give you shall suffice. We have much to do. But First and foremost, what do you wish to accomplish?
“A perfect world. Where everyone is equal and free. No pain or sadness. A world where everyone will be able to live a full life without fear of being cut short.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*Hey Arch, did we ever decide how the third Overwill would be chosen?*
*uh… we’ll Kag isn’t an option so I think either Crotalus or whoever Cog decides, as I think those two contributed the most in the fight, and Cog got the killing blow.*
*Got it, thank you*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The thorns of the crown dig into Foréir’s skull once again, more painful this Time, lasting longer.
a bearer, then, has been decided… but the cost was great, was it not? Such is the nature of slaughter…
Foréir gains an extra 1,000 power points every day, coming from the Crown’s own power.
“To rule, one must be willing to make sacrifices. That is simply the way it is.”
Indeed… I do hope the power that I give you shall suffice. We have much to do. But First and foremost, what do you wish to accomplish?
“A perfect world. Where everyone is equal and free. No pain or sadness. A world where everyone will be able to live a full life without fear of being cut short.”
Korzirak is exploring the surface below in its massive Kaiju form, though it seems to cause no destruction or disturbance to the ground it walks on. Even from a great distance, the people from the City of Order can see the creature walking and exploring, though it doesn't seem to be approaching the City.
Zeon and Talric are still helping the rats.
Enki and Aalto are exploring.
Criminals as still going missing, particularly those not connected to any will.
Korzirak is exploring the surface below in its massive Kaiju form, though it seems to cause no destruction or disturbance to the ground it walks on. Even from a great distance, the people from the City of Order can see the creature walking and exploring, though it doesn't seem to be approaching the City.
Zeon and Talric are still helping the rats.
Enki and Aalto are exploring.
Criminals as still going missing, particularly those not connected to any will.
The rats are currently burning the soul, and the effect of the smoke is starting to spread around, the rats being quite crazy and hyper, almost as if they were dancing. Some of them eat leftover fruit.
The thorns of the crown dig into Foréir’s skull once again, more painful this Time, lasting longer.
a bearer, then, has been decided… but the cost was great, was it not? Such is the nature of slaughter…
Foréir gains an extra 1,000 power points every day, coming from the Crown’s own power.
“To rule, one must be willing to make sacrifices. That is simply the way it is.”
Indeed… I do hope the power that I give you shall suffice. We have much to do. But First and foremost, what do you wish to accomplish?
“A perfect world. Where everyone is equal and free. No pain or sadness. A world where everyone will be able to live a full life without fear of being cut short.”
I see… and how do you wish to accomplish that?
“Two possibilities. 1. I teach the leaders of this world how to create a perfect society, or I take control of theirs lands, forcefully changing their ways.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
The thorns of the crown dig into Foréir’s skull once again, more painful this Time, lasting longer.
a bearer, then, has been decided… but the cost was great, was it not? Such is the nature of slaughter…
Foréir gains an extra 1,000 power points every day, coming from the Crown’s own power.
“Ah, it seems you have a nose for wine as good as mine.”
“If you say so I suppose the Darkest Dungeon can.” The souls are suddenly released l, flying free.
*Gotta go. byee!!*
* I NEED MORE WILLS*
*AAAAAAGH*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
*Shame it didn't do anything earlier lol*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
“He told me himself that is goal isn’t to survive this he hopes to die. But to make them at least question themselves. When he fails he shall die a death he expects.” He sighs “This is truly saddening indeed.”
“To rule, one must be willing to make sacrifices. That is simply the way it is.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*Herionidus’ voice was sweet as honey, his words were like wine. He had a light, but authoritative voice. In his true form, which we only saw during the swarm v Herio fight, his voice doubles in intensity and echoes around itself when reasonably it shouldn’t. The crown is just as homey sewer as Herionidus, but much deeper, like an ancient dragon’s, shivering in the cold with each word. Aemulus’ telepathic voice is plain, simple, and ungodly terrifying. For mortals, being contacted by Aemulus is a pretty rattling experience. his Arsendir form is jittery, with a much more human, quieter male voice. Also sounds a bit like bones rattling because Arsendir is literally a skeleton with spectral, wispy skin. Sargassa is what you would imagine an evil, extremely vain British queen would sound like, although she isn’t exactly that evil. Yet*
“More like a thousand.” A light mad chuckle escapes them.
The souls develop wings or horns, an even split, as they gather surrounding, nearly invisible, dead cells they dropped over their life. Once the transformation is done, the souls have nearly complete bodies, the parts they miss replaced by spectral energy. “This is” “Unneeded death” “So we give” “Them a second” “Life” “You cannot” “Harm”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*yeah no it sort of abandoned Kag when it realized he was weakened by the fight, not gonna try to continue its goals with a weak deity.*
Indeed… I do hope the power that I give you shall suffice. We have much to do. But First and foremost, what do you wish to accomplish?
*Hey Arch, did we ever decide how the third Overwill would be chosen?*
"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
*uh… we’ll Kag isn’t an option so I think either Crotalus or whoever Cog decides, as I think those two contributed the most in the fight, and Cog got the killing blow.*
“Well it is a good wine.” He says conjuring his own and taking a sip.
The Ancestor shrugs “There are others. Their bodies will be fitting for the Darkest Dungeon.” The souls of the newly revived are still scarred by the madness of the Darkest Dungeon, all though they are still somewhat fine.
“A perfect world. Where everyone is equal and free. No pain or sadness. A world where everyone will be able to live a full life without fear of being cut short.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*Got it, thank you*
"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
I see… and how do you wish to accomplish that?
Korzirak is exploring the surface below in its massive Kaiju form, though it seems to cause no destruction or disturbance to the ground it walks on. Even from a great distance, the people from the City of Order can see the creature walking and exploring, though it doesn't seem to be approaching the City.
Zeon and Talric are still helping the rats.
Enki and Aalto are exploring.
Criminals as still going missing, particularly those not connected to any will.
"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 rats are currently burning the soul, and the effect of the smoke is starting to spread around, the rats being quite crazy and hyper, almost as if they were dancing. Some of them eat leftover fruit.
“Two possibilities. 1. I teach the leaders of this world how to create a perfect society, or I take control of theirs lands, forcefully changing their ways.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*Anybody want to rp?*