The aftermath of the Kraken's defeat left the once-turbulent sea in a state of eerie calm. The raucous sounds of battle had subsided, replaced by the creaking of the ship and the distant cries of seagulls. Through the dissipating mist, the Bloody Barnacle approached a lone raft bobbing in the aftermath of the storm.
Upon the raft was tied a figure, battered and salt-soaked, yet defiant. Flynn "Crocblade" O'Sullivan, with his dark hair tousled by the wind and a tricorn hat with a vibrant feather held between his teeth. As soon as the fella notices the ship is headed towards him, he spits the hat on his chest and shouts.
"Ahoy there, me hearties! Seems I've danced a lively jig with the sea, but fate has led your ship to me. Name's Flynn, Flynn 'Crocblade' O'Sullivan. I would much appreciate it if your fine captain would allow me safety on his ship!"
*Cool intro. I'll interact once I'm done freeing LotrGuy's character from the krakens stomach.*
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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 aftermath of the Kraken's defeat left the once-turbulent sea in a state of eerie calm. The raucous sounds of battle had subsided, replaced by the creaking of the ship and the distant cries of seagulls. Through the dissipating mist, the Bloody Barnacle approached a lone raft bobbing in the aftermath of the storm.
Upon the raft was tied a figure, battered and salt-soaked, yet defiant. Flynn "Crocblade" O'Sullivan, with his dark hair tousled by the wind and a tricorn hat with a vibrant feather held between his teeth. As soon as the fella notices the ship is headed towards him, he spits the hat on his chest and shouts.
"Ahoy there, me hearties! Seems I've danced a lively jig with the sea, but fate has led your ship to me. Name's Flynn, Flynn 'Crocblade' O'Sullivan. I would much appreciate it if your fine captain would allow me safety on his ship!"
*Cool intro. I'll interact once I'm done freeing LotrGuy's character from the krakens stomach.*
*He said something came up and he’ll re-intro later*
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
The Kraken’s lifeless body is floating to the top of the water, but the members of the crew and those who fought it can hear a faint sound coming from the Kraken, almost like a voice. However the Kraken is very clearly dead.
"Huh? What's that voice?" Normiah looks around him.
*I'll into my character a bit after you do, so as to not try to steal your thunder*
*Appreciate it.*
The voice grows slightly louder and clearer. It seems to be coming from the Kraken. “What’s just happened? Is there someone there? Help!”
"Where are you? Who are you?" He points his spear around. Hearing it's in the kraken, he looks around for openings and settles on opening it's motionless maw with his hands. "Anyone down there?"
“You can hear me?!? Thank goodness! I believe I’m in this creature’s stomach!”
"It's stomach? Well, climb out of there! The blasted things finally dead." He sounds proud of himself.
“It was you who killed it? Splendid work! I’ve been stuck in here for ages! You wouldn’t happen to have any light of some sort?”
Normiah calls back to the ship, "HEY!!!! DOES ANYONE HAVE A LIGHT? SOMEONE'S STUCK IN THE CORPSE'S STOMACH!"
“How many people are out there? Do you have a ship?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
The Kraken’s lifeless body is floating to the top of the water, but the members of the crew and those who fought it can hear a faint sound coming from the Kraken, almost like a voice. However the Kraken is very clearly dead.
"Huh? What's that voice?" Normiah looks around him.
*I'll into my character a bit after you do, so as to not try to steal your thunder*
*Appreciate it.*
The voice grows slightly louder and clearer. It seems to be coming from the Kraken. “What’s just happened? Is there someone there? Help!”
"Where are you? Who are you?" He points his spear around. Hearing it's in the kraken, he looks around for openings and settles on opening it's motionless maw with his hands. "Anyone down there?"
“You can hear me?!? Thank goodness! I believe I’m in this creature’s stomach!”
"It's stomach? Well, climb out of there! The blasted things finally dead." He sounds proud of himself.
“It was you who killed it? Splendid work! I’ve been stuck in here for ages! You wouldn’t happen to have any light of some sort?”
Normiah calls back to the ship, "HEY!!!! DOES ANYONE HAVE A LIGHT? SOMEONE'S STUCK IN THE CORPSE'S STOMACH!"
“How many people are out there? Do you have a ship?”
"Yes, a whole ship. Now, since everyone else is so lazy, let me see if I have a light myself..." He checks his pockets and pulls out a small lantern. He lights it and throws it down. "Catch!"
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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 Kraken’s lifeless body is floating to the top of the water, but the members of the crew and those who fought it can hear a faint sound coming from the Kraken, almost like a voice. However the Kraken is very clearly dead.
"Huh? What's that voice?" Normiah looks around him.
*I'll into my character a bit after you do, so as to not try to steal your thunder*
*Appreciate it.*
The voice grows slightly louder and clearer. It seems to be coming from the Kraken. “What’s just happened? Is there someone there? Help!”
"Where are you? Who are you?" He points his spear around. Hearing it's in the kraken, he looks around for openings and settles on opening it's motionless maw with his hands. "Anyone down there?"
“You can hear me?!? Thank goodness! I believe I’m in this creature’s stomach!”
"It's stomach? Well, climb out of there! The blasted things finally dead." He sounds proud of himself.
“It was you who killed it? Splendid work! I’ve been stuck in here for ages! You wouldn’t happen to have any light of some sort?”
Normiah calls back to the ship, "HEY!!!! DOES ANYONE HAVE A LIGHT? SOMEONE'S STUCK IN THE CORPSE'S STOMACH!"
“How many people are out there? Do you have a ship?”
"Yes, a whole ship. Now, since everyone else is so lazy, let me see if I have a light myself..." He checks his pockets and pulls out a small lantern. He lights it and throws it down. "Catch!"
You hear a thunk. “Ouch! Thank you!” After a few minutes the man emerges from the Kraken’s jaws. He is wearing soaked clothes, that of an old professor’s. He has long silver hair and stubble on his face. He wears round reading glasses. He holds out a hand to Normiah.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
The Kraken’s lifeless body is floating to the top of the water, but the members of the crew and those who fought it can hear a faint sound coming from the Kraken, almost like a voice. However the Kraken is very clearly dead.
"Huh? What's that voice?" Normiah looks around him.
*I'll into my character a bit after you do, so as to not try to steal your thunder*
*Appreciate it.*
The voice grows slightly louder and clearer. It seems to be coming from the Kraken. “What’s just happened? Is there someone there? Help!”
"Where are you? Who are you?" He points his spear around. Hearing it's in the kraken, he looks around for openings and settles on opening it's motionless maw with his hands. "Anyone down there?"
“You can hear me?!? Thank goodness! I believe I’m in this creature’s stomach!”
"It's stomach? Well, climb out of there! The blasted things finally dead." He sounds proud of himself.
“It was you who killed it? Splendid work! I’ve been stuck in here for ages! You wouldn’t happen to have any light of some sort?”
Normiah calls back to the ship, "HEY!!!! DOES ANYONE HAVE A LIGHT? SOMEONE'S STUCK IN THE CORPSE'S STOMACH!"
“How many people are out there? Do you have a ship?”
"Yes, a whole ship. Now, since everyone else is so lazy, let me see if I have a light myself..." He checks his pockets and pulls out a small lantern. He lights it and throws it down. "Catch!"
You hear a thunk. “Ouch! Thank you!” After a few minutes the man emerges from the Kraken’s jaws. He is wearing soaked clothes, that of an old professor’s. He has long silver hair and stubble on his face. He wears round reading glasses. He holds out a hand to Normiah.
Burdurxa walks flies over to the body "bastard got what he deserved" and checks out the sound.
"And this is Burdurxa, one of the members of the crew." He's just the teensiest bit annoyed at the half devil's appearance but barely, he's too joyful at the death of his nemesis to be any bit angry or wanting to pick a fight.
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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
Burdurxa walks flies over to the body "bastard got what he deserved" and checks out the sound.
Normiah has just freed a man from the Kraken’s stomach. He has long silver hair with stubble on his face and reading glasses. He’s wearing a soaked scholar’s outfit. When Burdurxa approaches him he asks “Did you help slay this beast?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
The Kraken’s lifeless body is floating to the top of the water, but the members of the crew and those who fought it can hear a faint sound coming from the Kraken, almost like a voice. However the Kraken is very clearly dead.
"Huh? What's that voice?" Normiah looks around him.
*I'll into my character a bit after you do, so as to not try to steal your thunder*
*Appreciate it.*
The voice grows slightly louder and clearer. It seems to be coming from the Kraken. “What’s just happened? Is there someone there? Help!”
"Where are you? Who are you?" He points his spear around. Hearing it's in the kraken, he looks around for openings and settles on opening it's motionless maw with his hands. "Anyone down there?"
“You can hear me?!? Thank goodness! I believe I’m in this creature’s stomach!”
"It's stomach? Well, climb out of there! The blasted things finally dead." He sounds proud of himself.
“It was you who killed it? Splendid work! I’ve been stuck in here for ages! You wouldn’t happen to have any light of some sort?”
Normiah calls back to the ship, "HEY!!!! DOES ANYONE HAVE A LIGHT? SOMEONE'S STUCK IN THE CORPSE'S STOMACH!"
“How many people are out there? Do you have a ship?”
"Yes, a whole ship. Now, since everyone else is so lazy, let me see if I have a light myself..." He checks his pockets and pulls out a small lantern. He lights it and throws it down. "Catch!"
You hear a thunk. “Ouch! Thank you!” After a few minutes the man emerges from the Kraken’s jaws. He is wearing soaked clothes, that of an old professor’s. He has long silver hair and stubble on his face. He wears round reading glasses. He holds out a hand to Normiah.
Burdurxa walks flies over to the body "bastard got what he deserved" and checks out the sound.
"And this is Burdurxa, one of the members of the crew." He's just the teensiest bit annoyed at the half devil's appearance but barely, he's too joyful at the death of his nemesis to be any bit angry or wanting to pick a fight.
“Thank you for your welcome. Say, who is the captain of this ship? Would it be alright with him if I hopped on the boat?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"The Captain? He definitely will, if you pay the toll. Say, you look awfully soggy. How long were you in that things stomach?"
“Well, leap years were a pain the arse for counting the days but I believe around thirty nine years. Which would make me fifty one I suppose.”
"You've got endurance." Normiah sounds slightly surprised at how long the mans been in there."
“Yes, I’m surprised I even survived the original attack on our ship from this thing. But through will and a lot of tedious work I managed to survive inside there.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
"The Captain? He definitely will, if you pay the toll. Say, you look awfully soggy. How long were you in that things stomach?"
“Well, leap years were a pain the arse for counting the days but I believe around thirty nine years. Which would make me fifty one I suppose.”
"You've got endurance." Normiah sounds slightly surprised at how long the mans been in there."
“Yes, I’m surprised I even survived the original attack on our ship from this thing. But through will and a lot of tedious work I managed to survive inside there.”
Pain suddenly wracks the minds of our intrepid heroes. They see something...
Let me tell you a story...
The Redlight has many children, but only one true Son...
A cradle, rocking in a nursery somewhere in Italy. An exhausted, horrified woman cares for the unseen creature within.
It loved its child with its whole being, but it became lost when it was born to a human woman...
The woman is running through the streets, clutching a bundle of fabric and chased by imperial ghouls.
Poor thing... the empire wanted its power...
She throws the bundle into the ocean just as a ghoul lunges and crunches down on her spine.
But the Redlight wouldn't allow it. Thus came the first Reformation.
The ground shifts beneath the ghouls' feet as the world is bathed in deep red light. Everything goes dark...
Suddenly, the vision changes. A black moon in an orange sky, oozing blood down the clouds. A ship, laden with treasure beyond imagination, rides the red waves. A whaling ship. Something stands on the deck. A towering, golden-antlered humanoid, a stain on reality, a foul blight on a mocking earth. The silhouette turns. You can see its eyes... in their murky depths, red light glimmers.
The Son's rest has been disturbed. Fear the Blacklight... by the gods, fear it...
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"The Captain? He definitely will, if you pay the toll. Say, you look awfully soggy. How long were you in that things stomach?"
“Well, leap years were a pain the arse for counting the days but I believe around thirty nine years. Which would make me fifty one I suppose.”
"You've got endurance." Normiah sounds slightly surprised at how long the mans been in there."
“Yes, I’m surprised I even survived the original attack on our ship from this thing. But through will and a lot of tedious work I managed to survive inside there.”
The Captain swims to the ship, trying to get a better look at the newcomer. When he does, his jaw drops. “Sergei?’
Normiah looks at the Captain. "You know this man?"
“…My god…My old friend. You’re alive?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Pain suddenly wracks the minds of our intrepid heroes. They see something...
Let me tell you a story...
The Redlight has many children, but only one true Son...
A cradle, rocking in a nursery somewhere in Italy. An exhausted, horrified woman cares for the unseen creature within.
It loved its child with its whole being, but it became lost when it was born to a human woman...
The woman is running through the streets, clutching a bundle of fabric and chased by imperial ghouls.
Poor thing... the empire wanted its power...
She throws the bundle into the ocean just as a ghoul lunges and crunches down on her spine.
But the Redlight wouldn't allow it. Thus came the first Reformation.
The ground shifts beneath the ghouls' feet as the world is bathed in deep red light. Everything goes dark...
Suddenly, the vision changes. A black moon in an orange sky, oozing blood down the clouds. A ship, laden with treasure beyond imagination, rides the red waves. A whaling ship. Something stands on the deck. A towering, golden-antlered humanoid, a stain on reality, a foul blight on a mocking earth. The silhouette turns. You can see its eyes... in their murky depths, red light glimmers.
The Son's rest has been disturbed. Fear the Blacklight... by the gods, fear it...
The Captain falls to his knees, clutching his head, wracked with pain. “No, no, no . . .”
Pain suddenly wracks the minds of our intrepid heroes. They see something...
Let me tell you a story...
The Redlight has many children, but only one true Son...
A cradle, rocking in a nursery somewhere in Italy. An exhausted, horrified woman cares for the unseen creature within.
It loved its child with its whole being, but it became lost when it was born to a human woman...
The woman is running through the streets, clutching a bundle of fabric and chased by imperial ghouls.
Poor thing... the empire wanted its power...
She throws the bundle into the ocean just as a ghoul lunges and crunches down on her spine.
But the Redlight wouldn't allow it. Thus came the first Reformation.
The ground shifts beneath the ghouls' feet as the world is bathed in deep red light. Everything goes dark...
Suddenly, the vision changes. A black moon in an orange sky, oozing blood down the clouds. A ship, laden with treasure beyond imagination, rides the red waves. A whaling ship. Something stands on the deck. A towering, golden-antlered humanoid, a stain on reality, a foul blight on a mocking earth. The silhouette turns. You can see its eyes... in their murky depths, red light glimmers.
The Son's rest has been disturbed. Fear the Blacklight... by the gods, fear it...
The Captain falls to his knees, clutching his head, wracked with pain. “No, no, no . . .”
“Gah! What in the great sages was that?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*Cool intro. I'll interact once I'm done freeing LotrGuy's character from the krakens stomach.*
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 said something came up and he’ll re-intro later*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“How many people are out there? Do you have a ship?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"Yes, a whole ship. Now, since everyone else is so lazy, let me see if I have a light myself..." He checks his pockets and pulls out a small lantern. He lights it and throws it down. "Catch!"
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
Burdurxa walks flies over to the body "bastard got what he deserved" and checks out the sound.
I AM HOMICIDE I AM THE EMBODIMENT OF FIRE I AM STRENGTH AND POWER PRAISE LORD JEFF THE EVIL ROOOOOOOMMMBBBAAAAA
I AM PURE HATE! MY NAME IS BURDURXA SHADEMAKER! TREMBLE IN FEAR AT ITS MENTION!!!! PM ME THE WORD TOMATO OR I WILL SLAP YOUR FIRST BORN CHILD!!
MY VENOM SYMBIOTE: FFFFUUUUUURRRRRRRRYYYYYYYY
You hear a thunk. “Ouch! Thank you!” After a few minutes the man emerges from the Kraken’s jaws. He is wearing soaked clothes, that of an old professor’s. He has long silver hair and stubble on his face. He wears round reading glasses. He holds out a hand to Normiah.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
Normiah helps him up. "Welcome to the Barnacle."
"And this is Burdurxa, one of the members of the crew." He's just the teensiest bit annoyed at the half devil's appearance but barely, he's too joyful at the death of his nemesis to be any bit angry or wanting to pick a fight.
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
Normiah has just freed a man from the Kraken’s stomach. He has long silver hair with stubble on his face and reading glasses. He’s wearing a soaked scholar’s outfit. When Burdurxa approaches him he asks “Did you help slay this beast?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Thank you for your welcome. Say, who is the captain of this ship? Would it be alright with him if I hopped on the boat?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
*quote chain cut*
"The Captain? He definitely will, if you pay the toll. Say, you look awfully soggy. How long were you in that things stomach?"
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
“Well, leap years were a pain the arse for counting the days but I believe around thirty nine years. Which would make me fifty one I suppose.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"You've got endurance." Normiah sounds slightly surprised at how long the mans been in there.
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
“Yes, I’m surprised I even survived the original attack on our ship from this thing. But through will and a lot of tedious work I managed to survive inside there.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
The Captain swims to the ship, trying to get a better look at the newcomer. When he does, his jaw drops. “Sergei?’
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
"Well, that's--"
Normiah looks at the Captain. "You know this man?"
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
Pain suddenly wracks the minds of our intrepid heroes. They see something...
Let me tell you a story...
The Redlight has many children, but only one true Son...
A cradle, rocking in a nursery somewhere in Italy. An exhausted, horrified woman cares for the unseen creature within.
It loved its child with its whole being, but it became lost when it was born to a human woman...
The woman is running through the streets, clutching a bundle of fabric and chased by imperial ghouls.
Poor thing... the empire wanted its power...
She throws the bundle into the ocean just as a ghoul lunges and crunches down on her spine.
But the Redlight wouldn't allow it. Thus came the first Reformation.
The ground shifts beneath the ghouls' feet as the world is bathed in deep red light. Everything goes dark...
Suddenly, the vision changes. A black moon in an orange sky, oozing blood down the clouds. A ship, laden with treasure beyond imagination, rides the red waves. A whaling ship.
Something stands on the deck. A towering, golden-antlered humanoid, a stain on reality, a foul blight on a mocking earth. The silhouette turns. You can see its eyes... in their murky depths, red light glimmers.
The Son's rest has been disturbed. Fear the Blacklight... by the gods, fear it...
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“…My god…My old friend. You’re alive?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“‘Course I do. He’s my old —“
The Captain falls to his knees, clutching his head, wracked with pain. “No, no, no . . .”
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“Gah! What in the great sages was that?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“I could say the same to you, Sergei. How . . . how did you survive so long within the kraken’s gut?”
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