*A few more Incorrect quotes. A bit hard to do ones with Rendy because of how innocent he is but these are funny*
Slayer: You've got to act tough, Rendy! Show 'em you can't be pushed around! Show 'em they can't mess with you! Rendy: Right. Yes. Tough. Got it. Rendy, standing up on their stool and slamming their hands down on the bar: I'LL TAKE A CHOCOLATE MILK.
Rendy: Here you go, Slayer, a nice hot cup of coffee! Slayer: It's cold. Rendy: A nice cup of coffee. Slayer: It's horrible! Rendy: Cup of coffee. Slayer: I'm not sure if this even IS coffee. Rendy: C U P.
Rendy: You believe me? Slayer: Rendy, you’re the last good person on this planet. I‘d believe cartoon birds braided your hair this morning.
Rendy, looking at a map: It’s a barren, featureless wasteland out there, isn't it? Slayer: Other side, Rendy...
Rendy: How’s practice going? Slayer: Terrible. I want to stab everybody there. Rendy: Okay, just don’t get any blood on your clothes. Slayer: …you shouldn’t be condoning this. Rendy: Don’t tell me how to live my life.
Slayer: Did you buy eggs like I asked? Rendy: Even better! Slayer: What the **** did you- Rendy: *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy.
Slayer: Eat **** and die, Rendy!!! Rendy: Eat **** and live, Slayer.
*A few more Incorrect quotes. A bit hard to do ones with Rendy because of how innocent he is but these are funny*
Slayer: You've got to act tough, Rendy! Show 'em you can't be pushed around! Show 'em they can't mess with you! Rendy: Right. Yes. Tough. Got it. Rendy, standing up on their stool and slamming their hands down on the bar: I'LL TAKE A CHOCOLATE MILK.
Rendy: Here you go, Slayer, a nice hot cup of coffee! Slayer: It's cold. Rendy: A nice cup of coffee. Slayer: It's horrible! Rendy: Cup of coffee. Slayer: I'm not sure if this even IS coffee. Rendy: C U P.
Rendy: You believe me? Slayer: Rendy, you’re the last good person on this planet. I‘d believe cartoon birds braided your hair this morning.
Rendy, looking at a map: It’s a barren, featureless wasteland out there, isn't it? Slayer: Other side, Rendy...
Rendy: How’s practice going? Slayer: Terrible. I want to stab everybody there. Rendy: Okay, just don’t get any blood on your clothes. Slayer: …you shouldn’t be condoning this. Rendy: Don’t tell me how to live my life.
Slayer: Did you buy eggs like I asked? Rendy: Even better! Slayer: What the **** did you- Rendy: *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy.
Slayer: Eat **** and die, Rendy!!! Rendy: Eat **** and live, Slayer.
*Rendy’s death would cause the smorgasbord’s second(?) world war. We must protect him at all costs.*
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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!”
*A few more Incorrect quotes. A bit hard to do ones with Rendy because of how innocent he is but these are funny*
Slayer: You've got to act tough, Rendy! Show 'em you can't be pushed around! Show 'em they can't mess with you! Rendy: Right. Yes. Tough. Got it. Rendy, standing up on their stool and slamming their hands down on the bar: I'LL TAKE A CHOCOLATE MILK.
Rendy: Here you go, Slayer, a nice hot cup of coffee! Slayer: It's cold. Rendy: A nice cup of coffee. Slayer: It's horrible! Rendy: Cup of coffee. Slayer: I'm not sure if this even IS coffee. Rendy: C U P.
Rendy: You believe me? Slayer: Rendy, you’re the last good person on this planet. I‘d believe cartoon birds braided your hair this morning.
Rendy, looking at a map: It’s a barren, featureless wasteland out there, isn't it? Slayer: Other side, Rendy...
Rendy: How’s practice going? Slayer: Terrible. I want to stab everybody there. Rendy: Okay, just don’t get any blood on your clothes. Slayer: …you shouldn’t be condoning this. Rendy: Don’t tell me how to live my life.
Slayer: Did you buy eggs like I asked? Rendy: Even better! Slayer: What the **** did you- Rendy: *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy.
Slayer: Eat **** and die, Rendy!!! Rendy: Eat **** and live, Slayer.
*Rendy’s death would cause the smorgasbord’s second(?) world war. We must protect him at all costs.*
*A few more Incorrect quotes. A bit hard to do ones with Rendy because of how innocent he is but these are funny*
Slayer: You've got to act tough, Rendy! Show 'em you can't be pushed around! Show 'em they can't mess with you! Rendy: Right. Yes. Tough. Got it. Rendy, standing up on their stool and slamming their hands down on the bar: I'LL TAKE A CHOCOLATE MILK.
Rendy: Here you go, Slayer, a nice hot cup of coffee! Slayer: It's cold. Rendy: A nice cup of coffee. Slayer: It's horrible! Rendy: Cup of coffee. Slayer: I'm not sure if this even IS coffee. Rendy: C U P.
Rendy: You believe me? Slayer: Rendy, you’re the last good person on this planet. I‘d believe cartoon birds braided your hair this morning.
Rendy, looking at a map: It’s a barren, featureless wasteland out there, isn't it? Slayer: Other side, Rendy...
Rendy: How’s practice going? Slayer: Terrible. I want to stab everybody there. Rendy: Okay, just don’t get any blood on your clothes. Slayer: …you shouldn’t be condoning this. Rendy: Don’t tell me how to live my life.
Slayer: Did you buy eggs like I asked? Rendy: Even better! Slayer: What the **** did you- Rendy: *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy.
Slayer: Eat **** and die, Rendy!!! Rendy: Eat **** and live, Slayer.
*Rendy’s death would cause the smorgasbord’s second(?) world war. We must protect him at all costs.*
*Probably third, unless you don't count the ones where mortals aren't fighting (Godless Ones, and the whole thing with Faltros and the Underworld). But Faltros's entire criminal record combined isn't even a billionth of the sin that would be committed for killing Rendy.*
*A few more Incorrect quotes. A bit hard to do ones with Rendy because of how innocent he is but these are funny*
Slayer: You've got to act tough, Rendy! Show 'em you can't be pushed around! Show 'em they can't mess with you! Rendy: Right. Yes. Tough. Got it. Rendy, standing up on their stool and slamming their hands down on the bar: I'LL TAKE A CHOCOLATE MILK.
Rendy: Here you go, Slayer, a nice hot cup of coffee! Slayer: It's cold. Rendy: A nice cup of coffee. Slayer: It's horrible! Rendy: Cup of coffee. Slayer: I'm not sure if this even IS coffee. Rendy: C U P.
Rendy: You believe me? Slayer: Rendy, you’re the last good person on this planet. I‘d believe cartoon birds braided your hair this morning.
Rendy, looking at a map: It’s a barren, featureless wasteland out there, isn't it? Slayer: Other side, Rendy...
Rendy: How’s practice going? Slayer: Terrible. I want to stab everybody there. Rendy: Okay, just don’t get any blood on your clothes. Slayer: …you shouldn’t be condoning this. Rendy: Don’t tell me how to live my life.
Slayer: Did you buy eggs like I asked? Rendy: Even better! Slayer: What the **** did you- Rendy: *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy.
Slayer: Eat **** and die, Rendy!!! Rendy: Eat **** and live, Slayer.
*Rendy’s death would cause the smorgasbord’s second(?) world war. We must protect him at all costs.*
*Probably third, unless you don't count the ones where mortals aren't fighting (Godless Ones, and the whole thing with Faltros and the Underworld). But Faltros's entire criminal record combined isn't even a billionth of the sin that would be committed for killing Rendy.*
*YEA. WE MUST P.P.P.P.P. (PRESERVE THE PRECIOUS PIECE OF PRISTINE PURENESS).*
*TF trumps Nameless but not quite The Frenzy. He's got 134,000, to be exact.*
"Why? We met, if only briefly, a few weeks ago. You expressed a desire to destroy me. I have, just now, expressed a desire to destroy you. I see no reason for you to change." Hellfire shifts slightly, his pose more relaxed but not open to attack.
"A kind gesture, yet a potentially foolish one, seeing as we have known each other for less than 5 minutes." Kalus opines.
They tilt their head “The hive mind has considered the benefits of eliminating you, and found it to be not worth the power required.”
“I have known fellow wills for less who are now my allies, you are no different. If you betray me I will simply wipe you off the face of the planet.” He says calmly.
"Then you still want to kill me, you just believe that the damage I would deal you in such a fight would be too much to handle? Flattering." Hellfire replies, deadpan.
"...Fair enough." Kalus replies, annoyed. "I would do well to not annoy you then."
*Kalus has the dangerous combination of the Decadence and Treachery domains. He is very much a man out for himself and no one else, which is gonna be fun when he starts meeting more Wills*
“That is not what we said, rather killing you is not worth the effort it would cost us.” They shakes their head, or rather rotate it all around “Hating you is not worth anything at all.”
“That you would, I can sense the stench of treachery on you, but I believe you aren’t stupid about it. Learn to figure this out for yourself.” He says walking away to speak to the mortals of the army.
"Hate is what brought me back."
"Hmph." Kalus mutters, walking in the opposite direction. The soldiers mill about, unsure of what to do.
“Hate is a weak emotion forced into strength.”
The Nameless King begins to gather up all the soldiers, his military presence mightier than anyone else’s here, lightning striking his armor.
"Hate is my blade, my armour, my soul. It always has been."
They follow him reluctantly. Kalus watches from afar, intrigued.
“Hate has made a dead man live, yet you are just as weak as you have always been. Learn to exist outside of your hate.”
The Nameless King sits down and begins to teach them on military strategy as well as the art of honorable combat.
"Weak?" He laughs, a grating, nasty sound. "I am not weak, hive mind. I am weaker than you, certainly, but I am not a weakling."
They are, surprisingly, very well drilled. They certainly learn stuff from him, but their grasp of tactics is fairly advanced.
“You are as weak as you believe yourself not to be.” They sit onto the ground, making a hissing sound in contact “Sad to see you haven’t learned anything.”
He continues to teach them what he can, less on drills and rather on the mental aspects of combat, what an opponent is thinking, remembering an opponent is a person as well, that sort of thing.
Hellfire stalks towards him. "A shame to see that you haven't learned the basics of 'how to not (GP) off everyone you meet' yet."
They pick up quickly, though several of them still resort to dirty fighting if they think they're going to lose a fight. "You seem to have done this before." Kalus comments from directly behind The Nameless King.
They would smile in they could, taking steps towards them as well “That hatred has yet to die, despite being such a weak emotion, it is a beautiful one. We apologize for our rudeness when we met.” What they say seems genuine.
The Nameless King doesn’t turn, consoling those who continue to fight dirty, rather on how to improve their fighting skills so they don’t need to fight dirty at all “I am a military leader as well as a god of war.”
Hellfire is silent for a while. Eventually, he draws his blade, the tip grazing the Frenzy's stomach, and slowly pushes it into the ground. he takes the halberd in both hands and puts it over his back. "Apology accepted." He says, eyes boring into the frenzy, clearly stating that he has not fully accepted the apology and is still quite distrustful of them.
"I guess that would make sense. I am the same, though in a smaller scale, I guess."
The flames move through their head, some sort of portal opening inside. They pull out a shovel of golden flames, they stick it into the ground beside them, the shovel’s blade both melted and solid at the same time “Your distrust is seen and understood. We do not seek your trust.”
“I would be willing to teach you what you must know, but you likely wouldn’t use it in the ways I do.”
"And I no longer seek your death." Hellfire pushes the blade deeper and then pulls it out. molten metal fills the hole before spurting out spectacularly. It molds itself into a pair of gauntlets, which hellfire grabs and puts on. "There. Perfect. I will see you another time, Frenzy." He walks away.
"Almost certainly." Kalus chuckles. If Nameless is particularly observant, he might notice a well-dressed female cabal watching the proceedings with some interest. Kalus pays her no heed.
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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%.
Savut is preparing to leave Vespart. She has gathered her necessary supplies, along with her gladelance, and is setting up her canoe to head down the River of Herionidius. Metamorphosis is soon.
Balatro is overseeing the bloody festivities at his colosseum. The daily fights, performances, and activities continue as usual. On the surface, Balatro maintains the laughing, insightful mask of the satirist and jester that he is, all his thoughts are on redeeming himself in the eyes of his master… and on regaining his beloved Schadenfreude.
Soubera is at her montane shack, creating all manner of weapons. Her shotgun rests beside her as she works at her forge. For the right price, she could make powerful weapons for any Will…
The UNKNOWABLE calmly sits in the Well of All Worlds.
Tizhorram is eating ships.
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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.
Savut is preparing to leave Vespart. She has gathered her necessary supplies, along with her gladelance, and is setting up her canoe to head down the River of Herionidius. Metamorphosis is soon.
Balatro is overseeing the bloody festivities at his colosseum. The daily fights, performances, and activities continue as usual. On the surface, Balatro maintains the laughing, insightful mask of the satirist and jester that he is, all his thoughts are on redeeming himself in the eyes of his master… and on regaining his beloved Schadenfreude.
Soubera is at her montane shack, creating all manner of weapons. Her shotgun rests beside her as she works at her forge. For the right price, she could make powerful weapons for any Will…
The UNKNOWABLE calmly sits in the Well of All Worlds.
Tizhorram is eating ships.
An odd creature lands in front of her shack. A large, hawk like bird, forged of copper and bronze with emerald eyes. Each metallic feather aflame, yet no smoke is produced, nor does the bird seem to be melting. It hops forward slightly and cocks its head to the side, observing her with intelligent eyes
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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!”
Savut is preparing to leave Vespart. She has gathered her necessary supplies, along with her gladelance, and is setting up her canoe to head down the River of Herionidius. Metamorphosis is soon.
Balatro is overseeing the bloody festivities at his colosseum. The daily fights, performances, and activities continue as usual. On the surface, Balatro maintains the laughing, insightful mask of the satirist and jester that he is, all his thoughts are on redeeming himself in the eyes of his master… and on regaining his beloved Schadenfreude.
Soubera is at her montane shack, creating all manner of weapons. Her shotgun rests beside her as she works at her forge. For the right price, she could make powerful weapons for any Will…
The UNKNOWABLE calmly sits in the Well of All Worlds.
Tizhorram is eating ships.
An odd creature lands in front of her shack. A large, hawk like bird, forged of copper and bronze with emerald eyes. Each metallic feather aflame, yet no smoke is produced, nor does the bird seem to be melting. It hops forward slightly and cocks its head to the side, observing her with intelligent eyes
She looks up from her furnace, withdrawing a set of blackened tongs, and lowers her mask. “And just who sent you?”
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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.
Savut is preparing to leave Vespart. She has gathered her necessary supplies, along with her gladelance, and is setting up her canoe to head down the River of Herionidius. Metamorphosis is soon.
Balatro is overseeing the bloody festivities at his colosseum. The daily fights, performances, and activities continue as usual. On the surface, Balatro maintains the laughing, insightful mask of the satirist and jester that he is, all his thoughts are on redeeming himself in the eyes of his master… and on regaining his beloved Schadenfreude.
Soubera is at her montane shack, creating all manner of weapons. Her shotgun rests beside her as she works at her forge. For the right price, she could make powerful weapons for any Will…
The UNKNOWABLE calmly sits in the Well of All Worlds.
Tizhorram is eating ships.
An odd creature lands in front of her shack. A large, hawk like bird, forged of copper and bronze with emerald eyes. Each metallic feather aflame, yet no smoke is produced, nor does the bird seem to be melting. It hops forward slightly and cocks its head to the side, observing her with intelligent eyes
She looks up from her furnace, withdrawing a set of blackened tongs, and lowers her mask. “And just who sent you?”
"He wishes to stay anonymous for the time being. Though he is quite interested in your work."
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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!”
Savut is preparing to leave Vespart. She has gathered her necessary supplies, along with her gladelance, and is setting up her canoe to head down the River of Herionidius. Metamorphosis is soon.
Balatro is overseeing the bloody festivities at his colosseum. The daily fights, performances, and activities continue as usual. On the surface, Balatro maintains the laughing, insightful mask of the satirist and jester that he is, all his thoughts are on redeeming himself in the eyes of his master… and on regaining his beloved Schadenfreude.
Soubera is at her montane shack, creating all manner of weapons. Her shotgun rests beside her as she works at her forge. For the right price, she could make powerful weapons for any Will…
The UNKNOWABLE calmly sits in the Well of All Worlds.
Tizhorram is eating ships.
An odd creature lands in front of her shack. A large, hawk like bird, forged of copper and bronze with emerald eyes. Each metallic feather aflame, yet no smoke is produced, nor does the bird seem to be melting. It hops forward slightly and cocks its head to the side, observing her with intelligent eyes
She looks up from her furnace, withdrawing a set of blackened tongs, and lowers her mask. “And just who sent you?”
"He wishes to stay anonymous for the time being. Though he is quite interested in your work."
“Oh, he is?” Soubera looks faintly surprised and sets the tongs down. “Is he watchin’ me through your little eyes then?”
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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.
Savut is preparing to leave Vespart. She has gathered her necessary supplies, along with her gladelance, and is setting up her canoe to head down the River of Herionidius. Metamorphosis is soon.
Balatro is overseeing the bloody festivities at his colosseum. The daily fights, performances, and activities continue as usual. On the surface, Balatro maintains the laughing, insightful mask of the satirist and jester that he is, all his thoughts are on redeeming himself in the eyes of his master… and on regaining his beloved Schadenfreude.
Soubera is at her montane shack, creating all manner of weapons. Her shotgun rests beside her as she works at her forge. For the right price, she could make powerful weapons for any Will…
The UNKNOWABLE calmly sits in the Well of All Worlds.
Tizhorram is eating ships.
An odd creature lands in front of her shack. A large, hawk like bird, forged of copper and bronze with emerald eyes. Each metallic feather aflame, yet no smoke is produced, nor does the bird seem to be melting. It hops forward slightly and cocks its head to the side, observing her with intelligent eyes
She looks up from her furnace, withdrawing a set of blackened tongs, and lowers her mask. “And just who sent you?”
"He wishes to stay anonymous for the time being. Though he is quite interested in your work."
“Oh, he is?” Soubera looks faintly surprised and sets the tongs down. “Is he watchin’ me through your little eyes then?”
"Indeed. He hears what I hear, sees what I see and knows what I know."
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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!”
Savut is preparing to leave Vespart. She has gathered her necessary supplies, along with her gladelance, and is setting up her canoe to head down the River of Herionidius. Metamorphosis is soon.
Balatro is overseeing the bloody festivities at his colosseum. The daily fights, performances, and activities continue as usual. On the surface, Balatro maintains the laughing, insightful mask of the satirist and jester that he is, all his thoughts are on redeeming himself in the eyes of his master… and on regaining his beloved Schadenfreude.
Soubera is at her montane shack, creating all manner of weapons. Her shotgun rests beside her as she works at her forge. For the right price, she could make powerful weapons for any Will…
The UNKNOWABLE calmly sits in the Well of All Worlds.
Tizhorram is eating ships.
An odd creature lands in front of her shack. A large, hawk like bird, forged of copper and bronze with emerald eyes. Each metallic feather aflame, yet no smoke is produced, nor does the bird seem to be melting. It hops forward slightly and cocks its head to the side, observing her with intelligent eyes
She looks up from her furnace, withdrawing a set of blackened tongs, and lowers her mask. “And just who sent you?”
"He wishes to stay anonymous for the time being. Though he is quite interested in your work."
“Oh, he is?” Soubera looks faintly surprised and sets the tongs down. “Is he watchin’ me through your little eyes then?”
"Indeed. He hears what I hear, sees what I see and knows what I know."
“So what’s he want with me anyway?”
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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.
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*Yeah, probably, lol.*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*I can’t believe that Happy slander, he’d have his own phone to play games on.*
*I was going to say, if anyone was going to have a phone in this world, I feel Happy would be the one*
*Fair, lol*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*He did make a tv, a console, and a video game all on his own while being dead.*
*A few more Incorrect quotes. A bit hard to do ones with Rendy because of how innocent he is but these are funny*
Slayer: You've got to act tough, Rendy! Show 'em you can't be pushed around! Show 'em they can't mess with you!
Rendy: Right. Yes. Tough. Got it.
Rendy, standing up on their stool and slamming their hands down on the bar: I'LL TAKE A CHOCOLATE MILK.
Rendy: Here you go, Slayer, a nice hot cup of coffee!
Slayer: It's cold.
Rendy: A nice cup of coffee.
Slayer: It's horrible!
Rendy: Cup of coffee.
Slayer: I'm not sure if this even IS coffee.
Rendy: C U P.
Rendy: You believe me?
Slayer: Rendy, you’re the last good person on this planet. I‘d believe cartoon birds braided your hair this morning.
Rendy, looking at a map: It’s a barren, featureless wasteland out there, isn't it?
Slayer: Other side, Rendy...
Rendy: How’s practice going?
Slayer: Terrible. I want to stab everybody there.
Rendy: Okay, just don’t get any blood on your clothes.
Slayer: …you shouldn’t be condoning this.
Rendy: Don’t tell me how to live my life.
Slayer: Did you buy eggs like I asked?
Rendy: Even better!
Slayer: What the **** did you-
Rendy: *holding up a chicken* Her name is Fluffy.
Slayer: Eat **** and die, Rendy!!!
Rendy: Eat **** and live, Slayer.
*Why do you know my characters so well? It’s like you can see into their very souls and then quote them on things they would say.*
*Rendy’s death would cause the smorgasbord’s second(?) world war. We must protect him at all costs.*
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!”
*YEA*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
*Probably third, unless you don't count the ones where mortals aren't fighting (Godless Ones, and the whole thing with Faltros and the Underworld). But Faltros's entire criminal record combined isn't even a billionth of the sin that would be committed for killing Rendy.*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*YEA. WE MUST P.P.P.P.P. (PRESERVE THE PRECIOUS PIECE OF PRISTINE PURENESS).*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
"And I no longer seek your death." Hellfire pushes the blade deeper and then pulls it out. molten metal fills the hole before spurting out spectacularly. It molds itself into a pair of gauntlets, which hellfire grabs and puts on. "There. Perfect. I will see you another time, Frenzy." He walks away.
"Almost certainly." Kalus chuckles. If Nameless is particularly observant, he might notice a well-dressed female cabal watching the proceedings with some interest. Kalus pays her no heed.
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.
Savut is preparing to leave Vespart. She has gathered her necessary supplies, along with her gladelance, and is setting up her canoe to head down the River of Herionidius. Metamorphosis is soon.
Balatro is overseeing the bloody festivities at his colosseum. The daily fights, performances, and activities continue as usual. On the surface, Balatro maintains the laughing, insightful mask of the satirist and jester that he is, all his thoughts are on redeeming himself in the eyes of his master… and on regaining his beloved Schadenfreude.
Soubera is at her montane shack, creating all manner of weapons. Her shotgun rests beside her as she works at her forge. For the right price, she could make powerful weapons for any Will…
The UNKNOWABLE calmly sits in the Well of All Worlds.
Tizhorram is eating ships.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
An odd creature lands in front of her shack. A large, hawk like bird, forged of copper and bronze with emerald eyes. Each metallic feather aflame, yet no smoke is produced, nor does the bird seem to be melting. It hops forward slightly and cocks its head to the side, observing her with intelligent eyes
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!”
*you are the greatest character analyst on earth*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She looks up from her furnace, withdrawing a set of blackened tongs, and lowers her mask. “And just who sent you?”
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 wishes to stay anonymous for the time being. Though he is quite interested in your work."
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!”
“Oh, he is?” Soubera looks faintly surprised and sets the tongs down. “Is he watchin’ me through your little eyes then?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Indeed. He hears what I hear, sees what I see and knows what I know."
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!”
“So what’s he want with me anyway?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.