“Considering The Legion of Storm is a bunch of people who want to help others, yeah!”
"Cool, so how does one join. Is their a trail or initiation?"
“Nope. You’re a will, so you can probably hold your own in a fight, especially against mortals.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Then take it for yourself. I'll find a bed somewhere in the city, or maybe I'll just sleep in the forge, or in the dragon stables."
"You are kind, my friend, but kindness does not mean that you take the niceties from yourself and give them to other people. That is a minor form of selflessness."
He laughs "I've lived for long enough with the niceties all to myself, sometimes it's better if someone else has them for a while." He says before leaving her to the room.
She thinks for a while, before taking off her armour and putting it on the stand. She rests her hammer against the wall,and sits down on the bed, thinking back on the long day.
*And scene. Well done.*
*Thanks.*
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
Cogintius is sending out some avatars to stop various monsters in the world.
The void never sleeps. It's always watching.
The Tree of Divinity towers above its forest, growing more and more fruit.
One of his avatar's would notice Leonardo standing outside the barrier to the city. He looks like a normal mortal human, but he can sense the powers of a will from him.
Cogintius, or at least his avatar, looks down. "Ah, hello there. What brings you to the City of Order?"
“Oh, greeting Lord Cogintius.” Leo says humbly. “I am actually seeking some knowledge on…a bit of an unsettling manner. I was hoping that your libraries might have something to help with that.”
"Oh? What troubles you? I am certain I have at least some knowledge that can be of aid."
Leonardo thinks for a moment about how to explain things. "So, ever since my mistress's passing, something has....awaken within me. At first, I wasn't sure what this could mean but....then I have been plagued by strange visions, shadows that seem to follow me around, black roses growing spontaneously around me, and whispering. I can tell I'm not mortal anymore...but I don't know what I really am now. I think I have attained the powers of a Will, but this power feels....different from what I know. My mistress was a Great One, and her partner a God....but this power feels like neither of those..."
"...Odd. I would say a demon, if you feel like neither, but that would be odd if you returned from the old world a mortal. Tell me, have you been alive since the dawn of this universe?"
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
They can sense something in the distance headed towards them, the mortals of the camp feel a heat they have never felt before, all consuming, maddening.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The blade digs into their arm as they screech with rippling waves of psychic fury. The nearby forest creatures disappearing.
He raises an eyebrow “Hmm that’s someone I don’t believe I’ve exactly heard of, could you give me more of a description?”
Alabastor would pull the sword out before jumping back. Then he would leap up, using his wings to propel himself above the creature .
"Oh, well he has the body of a person but with fingerprint burns, but his head is a ball of golden fire. He speaks in many voices, burns the ground and absorbs things."
"...Odd. I would say a demon, if you feel like neither, but that would be odd if you returned from the old world a mortal. Tell me, have you been alive since the dawn of this universe?"
"No, I had parents and was raised by them....so there were people before me. Though for as long as I remember, we were a part of my mistress's flock. I'm not really sure what caused this change, but it happened after my mistress's death and losing my connection to her power....things haven't been quite right since." He says, before flinching a bit and looking behind him, as a few rose bushes suddenly grow with fully bloomed black roses.
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart! My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!! My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes May the dice roll ever in your favor
The blade digs into their arm as they screech with rippling waves of psychic fury. The nearby forest creatures disappearing.
He raises an eyebrow “Hmm that’s someone I don’t believe I’ve exactly heard of, could you give me more of a description?”
Alabastor would pull the sword out before jumping back. Then he would leap up, using his wings to propel himself above the creature .
"Oh, well he has the body of a person but with fingerprint burns, but his head is a ball of golden fire. He speaks in many voices, burns the ground and absorbs things."
Amygdala lets out another wave of sound, grabbing some trees with their many arms before throwing them at Alabastor.
He rubs his chin "That's someone I haven't met just yet. I'll see if I can talk to them. Anyway do you want to do anything?" He says "Maybe blow up a mountain with me?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"...Odd. I would say a demon, if you feel like neither, but that would be odd if you returned from the old world a mortal. Tell me, have you been alive since the dawn of this universe?"
"No, I had parents and was raised by them....so there were people before me. Though for as long as I remember, we were a part of my mistress's flock. I'm not really sure what caused this change, but it happened after my mistress's death and losing my connection to her power....things haven't been quite right since." He says, before flinching a bit and looking behind him, as a few rose bushes suddenly grow with fully bloomed black roses.
"'Not quite right' indeed. Odd phenomena with Wills has been increasing lately. Before I never found any of us with difficulties with our powers, but now I have seen at least two within the past month."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
The blade digs into their arm as they screech with rippling waves of psychic fury. The nearby forest creatures disappearing.
He raises an eyebrow “Hmm that’s someone I don’t believe I’ve exactly heard of, could you give me more of a description?”
Alabastor would pull the sword out before jumping back. Then he would leap up, using his wings to propel himself above the creature .
"Oh, well he has the body of a person but with fingerprint burns, but his head is a ball of golden fire. He speaks in many voices, burns the ground and absorbs things."
Amygdala lets out another wave of sound, grabbing some trees with their many arms before throwing them at Alabastor.
He rubs his chin "That's someone I haven't met just yet. I'll see if I can talk to them. Anyway do you want to do anything?" He says "Maybe blow up a mountain with me?"
Al manages to dodge several before getting hit by one, being flung back several dozen feet before he stops and gets up. He raises his sword, which shimmers and changes into a bow of pure moonlight. He then starts sending a barrage of moonlight arrows at Amygdala.
"...Odd. I would say a demon, if you feel like neither, but that would be odd if you returned from the old world a mortal. Tell me, have you been alive since the dawn of this universe?"
"No, I had parents and was raised by them....so there were people before me. Though for as long as I remember, we were a part of my mistress's flock. I'm not really sure what caused this change, but it happened after my mistress's death and losing my connection to her power....things haven't been quite right since." He says, before flinching a bit and looking behind him, as a few rose bushes suddenly grow with fully bloomed black roses.
"'Not quite right' indeed. Odd phenomena with Wills has been increasing lately. Before I never found any of us with difficulties with our powers, but now I have seen at least two within the past month."
"I see....I guess its a bit of a relief that I'm not the only one suffering from this...I've been trying to figure things out but...I don't know....this part of me feels like angry spirit my late mistress use to help comfort. Only farm more powerful. I also use to have blackouts where I lost memories of what happened, but I haven't suffered from that in a while."
The blade digs into their arm as they screech with rippling waves of psychic fury. The nearby forest creatures disappearing.
He raises an eyebrow “Hmm that’s someone I don’t believe I’ve exactly heard of, could you give me more of a description?”
Alabastor would pull the sword out before jumping back. Then he would leap up, using his wings to propel himself above the creature .
"Oh, well he has the body of a person but with fingerprint burns, but his head is a ball of golden fire. He speaks in many voices, burns the ground and absorbs things."
Amygdala lets out another wave of sound, grabbing some trees with their many arms before throwing them at Alabastor.
He rubs his chin "That's someone I haven't met just yet. I'll see if I can talk to them. Anyway do you want to do anything?" He says "Maybe blow up a mountain with me?"
Al manages to dodge several before getting hit by one, being flung back several dozen feet before he stops and gets up. He raises his sword, which shimmers and changes into a bow of pure moonlight. He then starts sending a barrage of moonlight arrows at Amygdala.
"Blow up a mountain? How? Will anyone get hurt?"
The arrow pierce through their flesh as they attempt to block, the arrow's tips sticking out through the other side of their arms. They move their head forwards as glistening lazers begin to fire out in all directions, cutting through anything they touch.
"Not a populated mountain, just an empty one." He pulls out the Junkyard Dog, a giant red weapon resembling a refined club, definitely not a weapon made for his Twink frame.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The blade digs into their arm as they screech with rippling waves of psychic fury. The nearby forest creatures disappearing.
He raises an eyebrow “Hmm that’s someone I don’t believe I’ve exactly heard of, could you give me more of a description?”
Alabastor would pull the sword out before jumping back. Then he would leap up, using his wings to propel himself above the creature .
"Oh, well he has the body of a person but with fingerprint burns, but his head is a ball of golden fire. He speaks in many voices, burns the ground and absorbs things."
Amygdala lets out another wave of sound, grabbing some trees with their many arms before throwing them at Alabastor.
He rubs his chin "That's someone I haven't met just yet. I'll see if I can talk to them. Anyway do you want to do anything?" He says "Maybe blow up a mountain with me?"
Al manages to dodge several before getting hit by one, being flung back several dozen feet before he stops and gets up. He raises his sword, which shimmers and changes into a bow of pure moonlight. He then starts sending a barrage of moonlight arrows at Amygdala.
"Blow up a mountain? How? Will anyone get hurt?"
The arrow pierce through their flesh as they attempt to block, the arrow's tips sticking out through the other side of their arms. They move their head forwards as glistening lazers begin to fire out in all directions, cutting through anything they touch.
"Not a populated mountain, just an empty one." He pulls out the Junkyard Dog, a giant red weapon resembling a refined club, definitely not a weapon made for his Twink frame.
Al goes on the defensive, dodging the laser while getting in a shot here or there as he starts closing the distance.
"Woah, how does it work?"
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Amygdala goes to attack, slamming down an arm on the Hunter, fearful.
“Oh Hellfire you mean? Yeah I made him a halberd, he was pleasant.”
"Cool, so how does one join. Is their a trail or initiation?"
“Nope. You’re a will, so you can probably hold your own in a fight, especially against mortals.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
Al would dodge out of the way before swinging his sword in an attempt to slice off it's arm.
"Oh no, not Mr. Hellfire! Though I met him too. This person was absorbing things, and spoke like a hive mind!"
"Sweet, I'd love to join and help out"
The blade digs into their arm as they screech with rippling waves of psychic fury. The nearby forest creatures disappearing.
He raises an eyebrow “Hmm that’s someone I don’t believe I’ve exactly heard of, could you give me more of a description?”
*Thanks.*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
Hellfire and TF are wandering around.
Kalus and Savathún are resting in their respective settlements.
Caiatl is training.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
"...Odd. I would say a demon, if you feel like neither, but that would be odd if you returned from the old world a mortal. Tell me, have you been alive since the dawn of this universe?"
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, firstborn child and liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer (Drummer), the Endless Maws (Isis), the Mad Murderer (PJ), more on my extended sig
They can sense something in the distance headed towards them, the mortals of the camp feel a heat they have never felt before, all consuming, maddening.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Alabastor would pull the sword out before jumping back. Then he would leap up, using his wings to propel himself above the creature .
"Oh, well he has the body of a person but with fingerprint burns, but his head is a ball of golden fire. He speaks in many voices, burns the ground and absorbs things."
"No, I had parents and was raised by them....so there were people before me. Though for as long as I remember, we were a part of my mistress's flock. I'm not really sure what caused this change, but it happened after my mistress's death and losing my connection to her power....things haven't been quite right since." He says, before flinching a bit and looking behind him, as a few rose bushes suddenly grow with fully bloomed black roses.
(Coronet you ready for evil duo yet?)
Aria is setting the water on fire
Voidras is terrorizing a local settlement
Dinosaurs are roaming across the land
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!!
My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes
May the dice roll ever in your favor
Amygdala lets out another wave of sound, grabbing some trees with their many arms before throwing them at Alabastor.
He rubs his chin "That's someone I haven't met just yet. I'll see if I can talk to them. Anyway do you want to do anything?" He says "Maybe blow up a mountain with me?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"'Not quite right' indeed. Odd phenomena with Wills has been increasing lately. Before I never found any of us with difficulties with our powers, but now I have seen at least two within the past month."
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, firstborn child and liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer (Drummer), the Endless Maws (Isis), the Mad Murderer (PJ), more on my extended sig
*What's your idea for an evil will?*
Al manages to dodge several before getting hit by one, being flung back several dozen feet before he stops and gets up. He raises his sword, which shimmers and changes into a bow of pure moonlight. He then starts sending a barrage of moonlight arrows at Amygdala.
"Blow up a mountain? How? Will anyone get hurt?"
"I see....I guess its a bit of a relief that I'm not the only one suffering from this...I've been trying to figure things out but...I don't know....this part of me feels like angry spirit my late mistress use to help comfort. Only farm more powerful. I also use to have blackouts where I lost memories of what happened, but I haven't suffered from that in a while."
The arrow pierce through their flesh as they attempt to block, the arrow's tips sticking out through the other side of their arms. They move their head forwards as glistening lazers begin to fire out in all directions, cutting through anything they touch.
"Not a populated mountain, just an empty one." He pulls out the Junkyard Dog, a giant red weapon resembling a refined club, definitely not a weapon made for his Twink frame.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Al goes on the defensive, dodging the laser while getting in a shot here or there as he starts closing the distance.
"Woah, how does it work?"