and since it’s a sea god sort of thing, so is the surrounding water! It’s starting to get rougher and the currents are getting stronger.
*There goes the calm scene I just described.*
With a furrowed brow, Flynn gripped the railing of the crow's nest, bracing himself against the rocking motion of the ship.
"Looks like we've got ourselves a bit of a storm brewing," Flynn called out to his fellow crewmates below, his voice barely audible over the howling wind. " 'Bout time I got cleaned up and sharpened my rapiers anyhow."
The Larva briefly looks at Flynn with one Of its several eyes, before diving underwater. There’s a bright flash of energy and several large fish and shark corpses rise to the top of the water. The Kuo Toa underlings frantically try to calm it down, with little success.
The Larva briefly looks at Flynn with one Of its several eyes, before diving underwater. There’s a bright flash of energy and several large fish and shark corpses rise to the top of the water. The Kuo Toa underlings frantically try to calm it down, with little success.
As Flynn descended from the crow's nest, the wind whipped at his clothes, tugging at his hair and causing the rigging to creak and groan. With a final leap, Flynn landed lightly on the deck, his boots making a soft thud against the wooden planks. Straightening his coat, he cast a quick glance around the ship, taking in the chaos of the storm and he noticed the corpses of large marine life on one side of the ship. "Crikey! That's not a normal occurrence." he quickly runs over to investigate. (17)
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I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
Sergei emerges from his office, trench coat blowing in the wind. His outfit looks very professional, with a gray turtleneck and red scarf with a large trenchcoat with many pockets all around it. He is holding his glasses onto his face to keep from falling off. His normally silver hair seems to turning a duller shade of white in some places. “Flynn? What’s happening?”
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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.
"Seems like we've got ourselves a bit of a situation, Sergei," Flynn called out over the howling wind. "Take a look at this!" He gestured towards the floating corpses, his brow furrowed in concern. "It's not every day we see something like this," Flynn remarked, his eyes scanning the scene for any signs of danger. "I reckon we ought to keep a close eye on things. There might be more to this than meets the eye."
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I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
"Seems like we've got ourselves a bit of a situation, Sergei," Flynn called out over the howling wind. "Take a look at this!" He gestured towards the floating corpses, his brow furrowed in concern. "It's not every day we see something like this," Flynn remarked, his eyes scanning the scene for any signs of danger. "I reckon we ought to keep a close eye on things. There might be more to this than meets the eye."
Sergei walks up to the deck, his long hair is spilling all over his face from the wind. “That’s odd. Possibly something to do with the massive larvae that has been following the ship for several months?”
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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 Larva briefly looks at Flynn with one Of its several eyes, before diving underwater. There’s a bright flash of energy and several large fish and shark corpses rise to the top of the water. The Kuo Toa underlings frantically try to calm it down, with little success.
As Flynn descended from the crow's nest, the wind whipped at his clothes, tugging at his hair and causing the rigging to creak and groan. With a final leap, Flynn landed lightly on the deck, his boots making a soft thud against the wooden planks. Straightening his coat, he cast a quick glance around the ship, taking in the chaos of the storm and he noticed the corpses of large marine life on one side of the ship. "Crikey! That's not a normal occurrence." he quickly runs over to investigate. (19)
They did not die of natural causes. No bite marks, no bruises, no nothing. It’s just like their hearts stopped beating.
Sergei walks up to the deck, his long hair is spilling all over his face from the wind. “That’s odd. Possibly something to do with the massive larvae that has been following the ship for several months?”
Upon hearing Sergei's remark about the massive larvae that had been following the ship for several months, Flynn's expression soured visibly. He took a step back, a shudder running down his spine as he instinctively brushed at his clothes as if to rid himself of any imagined insects.
"Bloody hell, mate," Flynn muttered under his breath, his gaze darting around the deck as if expecting the larvae to suddenly appear. "I've had enough of bugs to last me a lifetime."
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I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
*by the way, this is what the Larvae looks like. It has a sort of Halo of Claws. But it’s smaller than in this image, about the size of a blue whale currently*
They did not die of natural causes. No bite marks, no bruises, no nothing. It’s just like their hearts stopped beating.
"Well, that is interesting." Flynn draws a pistol and fires a shot into the water.
Something screams. It sounds eerily human but also somehow wrong in every sense. It’s shrill and it has a sort of chittering and tapping sound at the end, like a ticking clock mixed with a crab foaming at the mouth. Blood fills the water, but quickly fades away as it’s washed away by the currents. The winds continue getting stronger and clouds start to form.
*by the way, this is what the Larvae looks like. It has a sort of Halo of Claws. But it’s smaller than in this image, about the size of a blue whale currently*
“I myself am quite intrigued by bugs. Although the larvae seems to be more of a crustacean.” Sergei removed his trench coat. “Now, I may die for this, but I’m getting old anyway.” He casts Water Breathing on himself and decides to leap directly into the water.
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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.
*by the way, this is what the Larvae looks like. It has a sort of Halo of Claws. But it’s smaller than in this image, about the size of a blue whale currently*
“I myself am quite intrigued by bugs. Although the larvae seems to be more of a crustacean.” Sergei removed his trench coat. “Now, I may die for this, but I’m getting old anyway.” He casts Water Breathing on himself and decides to leap directly into the water.
"Careful there, Sergei," Flynn called out, raising an eyebrow skeptically. "Don't go getting yourself eaten by some oversized crab, mate."
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I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
“I myself am quite intrigued by bugs. Although the larvae seems to be more of a crustacean.” Sergei removed his trench coat. “Now, I may die for this, but I’m getting old anyway.” He casts Water Breathing on himself and decides to leap directly into the water.
First, he sees nothing but the cold and dark abyss tinted slightly red by the blood. But then he sees several large eyes the size of dinner plates open up twenty feet away from him, bright yellow and glowing, illuminating the thing’s chitinous face. Its claws are constantly clacking together and snapping, and its body trails off into the abyss below. Sergei hears something speak in his mind.
Flynn scanned the deck for a suitable vessel, his eyes fell upon an empty ale barrel tucked away in a corner. It seemed sturdy enough and was tightly sealed, likely to preserve the freshness of its contents during the tumultuous voyage.
Rummaging around the deck, Flynn gathered various heavy objects—a coil of rope, a few discarded tools, and even a spare anchor—to weigh down the barrel. Once satisfied with his makeshift contraption, he dragged it to the edge of the ship and tied it to the edge positioning it for his descent.
Taking a deep breath, Flynn braced himself and leaped into the water, the splash echoing across the waves. As he submerged, he quickly reached for the barrel, grasping it tightly and using it to stabilize himself in the swirling currents. With practiced ease, he angled the barrel so that its opening faced downward, providing him with a pocket of air to draw from while exploring the depths below.
Using the barrel as his lifeline, Flynn ventured deeper into the murky waters, his senses on high alert for any signs of danger lurking beneath the surface.
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I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
“I myself am quite intrigued by bugs. Although the larvae seems to be more of a crustacean.” Sergei removed his trench coat. “Now, I may die for this, but I’m getting old anyway.” He casts Water Breathing on himself and decides to leap directly into the water.
First, he sees nothing but the cold and dark abyss tinted slightly red by the blood. But then he sees several large eyes the size of dinner plates open up twenty feet away from him, bright yellow and glowing, illuminating the thing’s chitinous face. Its claws are constantly clacking together and snapping, and its body trails off into the abyss below. Sergei hears something speak in his mind.
Xi… The Godspark…
Sergei backs up underwater a little bit. He casts speak with animals on himself, if that is necessary.
“What are you?”
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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.
“I myself am quite intrigued by bugs. Although the larvae seems to be more of a crustacean.” Sergei removed his trench coat. “Now, I may die for this, but I’m getting old anyway.” He casts Water Breathing on himself and decides to leap directly into the water.
First, he sees nothing but the cold and dark abyss tinted slightly red by the blood. But then he sees several large eyes the size of dinner plates open up twenty feet away from him, bright yellow and glowing, illuminating the thing’s chitinous face. Its claws are constantly clacking together and snapping, and its body trails off into the abyss below. Sergei hears something speak in his mind.
Xi… The Godspark…
Sergei backs up underwater a little bit. He casts speak with animals on himself, if that is necessary.
“What are you?”
the deep abyss, the new lord, how dare you mortals harm me!
“I myself am quite intrigued by bugs. Although the larvae seems to be more of a crustacean.” Sergei removed his trench coat. “Now, I may die for this, but I’m getting old anyway.” He casts Water Breathing on himself and decides to leap directly into the water.
First, he sees nothing but the cold and dark abyss tinted slightly red by the blood. But then he sees several large eyes the size of dinner plates open up twenty feet away from him, bright yellow and glowing, illuminating the thing’s chitinous face. Its claws are constantly clacking together and snapping, and its body trails off into the abyss below. Sergei hears something speak in his mind.
Xi… The Godspark…
Sergei backs up underwater a little bit. He casts speak with animals on himself, if that is necessary.
“What are you?”
the deep abyss, the new lord, how dare you mortals harm me!
Sergei runs his fingers through his hair, pushing it back in the water. “Hurt you? Terribly sorry if I missed it, but how so?”
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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.
Flynn scanned the deck for a suitable vessel, his eyes fell upon an empty ale barrel tucked away in a corner. It seemed sturdy enough and was tightly sealed, likely to preserve the freshness of its contents during the tumultuous voyage.
Rummaging around the deck, Flynn gathered various heavy objects—a coil of rope, a few discarded tools, and even a spare anchor—to weigh down the barrel. Once satisfied with his makeshift contraption, he dragged it to the edge of the ship and tied it to the edge positioning it for his descent.
Taking a deep breath, Flynn braced himself and leaped into the water, the splash echoing across the waves. As he submerged, he quickly reached for the barrel, grasping it tightly and using it to stabilize himself in the swirling currents. With practiced ease, he angled the barrel so that its opening faced downward, providing him with a pocket of air to draw from while exploring the depths below.
Using the barrel as his lifeline, Flynn ventured deeper into the murky waters, his senses on high alert for any signs of danger lurking beneath the surface.
The larva studies the contraption, bumping up against it with a tentacle, rocking it back and forth slgihtly.
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The Larva briefly looks at Flynn with one Of its several eyes, before diving underwater. There’s a bright flash of energy and several large fish and shark corpses rise to the top of the water. The Kuo Toa underlings frantically try to calm it down, with little success.
As Flynn descended from the crow's nest, the wind whipped at his clothes, tugging at his hair and causing the rigging to creak and groan. With a final leap, Flynn landed lightly on the deck, his boots making a soft thud against the wooden planks. Straightening his coat, he cast a quick glance around the ship, taking in the chaos of the storm and he noticed the corpses of large marine life on one side of the ship. "Crikey! That's not a normal occurrence." he quickly runs over to investigate. (17)
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
Sergei emerges from his office, trench coat blowing in the wind. His outfit looks very professional, with a gray turtleneck and red scarf with a large trenchcoat with many pockets all around it. He is holding his glasses onto his face to keep from falling off. His normally silver hair seems to turning a duller shade of white in some places. “Flynn? What’s happening?”
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
"Seems like we've got ourselves a bit of a situation, Sergei," Flynn called out over the howling wind. "Take a look at this!" He gestured towards the floating corpses, his brow furrowed in concern. "It's not every day we see something like this," Flynn remarked, his eyes scanning the scene for any signs of danger. "I reckon we ought to keep a close eye on things. There might be more to this than meets the eye."
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
Sergei walks up to the deck, his long hair is spilling all over his face from the wind. “That’s odd. Possibly something to do with the massive larvae that has been following the ship for several months?”
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
They did not die of natural causes. No bite marks, no bruises, no nothing. It’s just like their hearts stopped beating.
Upon hearing Sergei's remark about the massive larvae that had been following the ship for several months, Flynn's expression soured visibly. He took a step back, a shudder running down his spine as he instinctively brushed at his clothes as if to rid himself of any imagined insects.
"Bloody hell, mate," Flynn muttered under his breath, his gaze darting around the deck as if expecting the larvae to suddenly appear. "I've had enough of bugs to last me a lifetime."
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
*by the way, this is what the Larvae looks like. It has a sort of Halo of Claws. But it’s smaller than in this image, about the size of a blue whale currently*
https://imgur.com/a/zRNijWa
"Well, that is interesting." Flynn draws a pistol and fires a shot into the water.
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
Something screams. It sounds eerily human but also somehow wrong in every sense. It’s shrill and it has a sort of chittering and tapping sound at the end, like a ticking clock mixed with a crab foaming at the mouth. Blood fills the water, but quickly fades away as it’s washed away by the currents. The winds continue getting stronger and clouds start to form.
*A BLUE WHALE! I was picturing an odd praying mantis thing the size of a poodle.*
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
“I myself am quite intrigued by bugs. Although the larvae seems to be more of a crustacean.” Sergei removed his trench coat. “Now, I may die for this, but I’m getting old anyway.” He casts Water Breathing on himself and decides to leap directly into the water.
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
*yeah, this thing is the larval form of some sort of unknowable Kuo Toa god. It might even get bigger :)*
"Careful there, Sergei," Flynn called out, raising an eyebrow skeptically. "Don't go getting yourself eaten by some oversized crab, mate."
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
First, he sees nothing but the cold and dark abyss tinted slightly red by the blood. But then he sees several large eyes the size of dinner plates open up twenty feet away from him, bright yellow and glowing, illuminating the thing’s chitinous face. Its claws are constantly clacking together and snapping, and its body trails off into the abyss below. Sergei hears something speak in his mind.
Xi… The Godspark…
*I just had a stroke of genius!!!*
Flynn scanned the deck for a suitable vessel, his eyes fell upon an empty ale barrel tucked away in a corner. It seemed sturdy enough and was tightly sealed, likely to preserve the freshness of its contents during the tumultuous voyage.
Rummaging around the deck, Flynn gathered various heavy objects—a coil of rope, a few discarded tools, and even a spare anchor—to weigh down the barrel. Once satisfied with his makeshift contraption, he dragged it to the edge of the ship and tied it to the edge positioning it for his descent.
Taking a deep breath, Flynn braced himself and leaped into the water, the splash echoing across the waves. As he submerged, he quickly reached for the barrel, grasping it tightly and using it to stabilize himself in the swirling currents. With practiced ease, he angled the barrel so that its opening faced downward, providing him with a pocket of air to draw from while exploring the depths below.
Using the barrel as his lifeline, Flynn ventured deeper into the murky waters, his senses on high alert for any signs of danger lurking beneath the surface.
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
Sergei backs up underwater a little bit. He casts speak with animals on himself, if that is necessary.
“What are you?”
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 deep abyss, the new lord, how dare you mortals harm me!
Sergei runs his fingers through his hair, pushing it back in the water. “Hurt you? Terribly sorry if I missed it, but how so?”
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 larva studies the contraption, bumping up against it with a tentacle, rocking it back and forth slgihtly.