“If you’d like to find out who’s the ‘biggest fish’ maybe go spar Orion or Xi, or someone along those lines. I understand your bashful youth is clouding your head, but have some sense.”
Flynn scoffs, "Sergei, I can't believe I didn't make it on your list of formidable foes. For your information, I beat Damian in our last spar."
Damian raises a brow “Would you like me to use spells this time? I would love to see you try and beat me then.”
Damian tilts his head, looking confused “I have a question. Will there be any possibility I could genocide anything? If you’re confused why I’m asking ask Flynn.”
“I doubt you’ll be…genociding…anything. We’ll be facing traps set by the Spider Guild, and since they are a guild of engineers, I don’t think those traps will simply be monsters or enemies. I’d be disappointed if they were, actually.”
“Unfortunate. Guess I’ll just be here if anything needs absolute destruction or anything.”
“That won’t be necessary. You can punch the rocks or something if you’d like.” He waves him off. “But I’d prefer there be no destruction, especially on the turf of the Spider Guild.”
“If someone turns out to be an evil sociopath or we run into a giant monstrosity I’m going to slap you. I’d love to meet these Spider guild people though, they sound sane.”
“All the greatest minds of the world are two things. Slightly insane, and members of the Spider Guild. Has nobody done their faction research? These people are our allies!”
“Didn’t we have a conversation about me getting blackout drunk? I am not one for research. Do you want to read my mind? Because as a greatest mind, I fall under one of those two categories.”
“I don’t want to hear your nonsense. You are nothing compared to the genius of the greatest minds in the world. You need an ego check, young man.”
“Hard to check my ego when I’m the biggest fish in this small pond. Though I’d rather believe something when I see it. So be the leader the captain believes you to be old man.”
“If you’d like to find out who’s the ‘biggest fish’ maybe go spar Orion or Xi, or someone along those lines. I understand your bashful youth is clouding your head, but have some sense.”
“Honestly this is a very entertaining argument. I’m enjoying every second of this. Anyway I would love to beat the both of them if it makes you feel better. I’m not exactly afraid of losing, let alone dying.”
“Then go fight Orion. I am going to do something productive.” He goes off to start preparing spells.
“I will.” He stops off to find whoever Orion is. First he grabs a bottle and two cups.
Damian tilts his head, looking confused “I have a question. Will there be any possibility I could genocide anything? If you’re confused why I’m asking ask Flynn.”
“I doubt you’ll be…genociding…anything. We’ll be facing traps set by the Spider Guild, and since they are a guild of engineers, I don’t think those traps will simply be monsters or enemies. I’d be disappointed if they were, actually.”
“Unfortunate. Guess I’ll just be here if anything needs absolute destruction or anything.”
“That won’t be necessary. You can punch the rocks or something if you’d like.” He waves him off. “But I’d prefer there be no destruction, especially on the turf of the Spider Guild.”
“If someone turns out to be an evil sociopath or we run into a giant monstrosity I’m going to slap you. I’d love to meet these Spider guild people though, they sound sane.”
“All the greatest minds of the world are two things. Slightly insane, and members of the Spider Guild. Has nobody done their faction research? These people are our allies!”
“Didn’t we have a conversation about me getting blackout drunk? I am not one for research. Do you want to read my mind? Because as a greatest mind, I fall under one of those two categories.”
“I don’t want to hear your nonsense. You are nothing compared to the genius of the greatest minds in the world. You need an ego check, young man.”
“Hard to check my ego when I’m the biggest fish in this small pond. Though I’d rather believe something when I see it. So be the leader the captain believes you to be old man.”
“If you’d like to find out who’s the ‘biggest fish’ maybe go spar Orion or Xi, or someone along those lines. I understand your bashful youth is clouding your head, but have some sense.”
“Honestly this is a very entertaining argument. I’m enjoying every second of this. Anyway I would love to beat the both of them if it makes you feel better. I’m not exactly afraid of losing, let alone dying.”
“Then go fight Orion. I am going to do something productive.” He goes off to start preparing spells.
“I will.” He stops off to find whoever Orion is. First he grabs a bottle and two cups.
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
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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.
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
Behind his bronze visor, two blue flames burst into existence amidst the shadowy darkness that is his body. His body blows some steam from the pipes sticking off his back and he opens and closes his hands twice before slowly turning to look at Damian.
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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’m not surprised. I’ve only seen you lose one fight.”
*A nice callback and a solid burn. LOL*
*Rematch coming soon hopefully. I’ve been saving Senku’s character sheet.*
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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.
Damian raises a brow “Would you like me to use spells this time? I would love to see you try and beat me then.”
"If I can't beat a man, I make sure to introduce him to my strong friends. That's what makes me a better man. Loyalty, charisma, and good will!"
Damian shakes his head, laughing “I can’t with you sometimes. You are just a more refined me. It’s almost like a slightly warped mirror.” He waves him away.
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
Behind his bronze visor, two blue flames burst into existence amidst the shadowy darkness that is his body. His body blows some steam from the pipes sticking off his back and he opens and closes his hands twice before slowly turning to look at Damian.
He holds up the bottle and cups, shaking them slightly “Would you like a drink? My treat.”
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
Behind his bronze visor, two blue flames burst into existence amidst the shadowy darkness that is his body. His body blows some steam from the pipes sticking off his back and he opens and closes his hands twice before slowly turning to look at Damian.
He holds up the bottle and cups, shaking them slightly “Would you like a drink? My treat.”
Orion simply stares at him. Sergei calls over from the other side of the cave. “Orion is mute and does not consume supplements. He also will most likely not take interest in conversing with you. He is a war machine.”
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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.
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
Behind his bronze visor, two blue flames burst into existence amidst the shadowy darkness that is his body. His body blows some steam from the pipes sticking off his back and he opens and closes his hands twice before slowly turning to look at Damian.
He holds up the bottle and cups, shaking them slightly “Would you like a drink? My treat.”
Orion simply stares at him. Sergei calls over from the other side of the cave. “Orion is mute and does not consume supplements. He also will most likely not take interest in conversing with you. He is a war machine.”
He turns to where Sergei’s voice is coming from “Does he know signs? Even supposed war machines can have a talk. Maybe we even have a common interest of some kind.”
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
Behind his bronze visor, two blue flames burst into existence amidst the shadowy darkness that is his body. His body blows some steam from the pipes sticking off his back and he opens and closes his hands twice before slowly turning to look at Damian.
He holds up the bottle and cups, shaking them slightly “Would you like a drink? My treat.”
Orion simply stares at him. Sergei calls over from the other side of the cave. “Orion is mute and does not consume supplements. He also will most likely not take interest in conversing with you. He is a war machine.”
He turns to where Sergei’s voice is coming from “Does he know signs? Even supposed war machines can have a talk. Maybe we even have a common interest of some kind.”
“He can write in broken sentences. That is mostly all. He has shown passion for only two things, so if you want to spar him simply do 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.
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
Behind his bronze visor, two blue flames burst into existence amidst the shadowy darkness that is his body. His body blows some steam from the pipes sticking off his back and he opens and closes his hands twice before slowly turning to look at Damian.
He holds up the bottle and cups, shaking them slightly “Would you like a drink? My treat.”
Orion simply stares at him. Sergei calls over from the other side of the cave. “Orion is mute and does not consume supplements. He also will most likely not take interest in conversing with you. He is a war machine.”
He turns to where Sergei’s voice is coming from “Does he know signs? Even supposed war machines can have a talk. Maybe we even have a common interest of some kind.”
“He can write in broken sentences. That is mostly all. He has shown passion for only two things, so if you want to spar him simply do so.”
“What things has he shown passion for? Let me get him some paper actually.” He walks over, grabbing a pencil and many sheets of paper. Bringing them back to Orion.
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
Behind his bronze visor, two blue flames burst into existence amidst the shadowy darkness that is his body. His body blows some steam from the pipes sticking off his back and he opens and closes his hands twice before slowly turning to look at Damian.
He holds up the bottle and cups, shaking them slightly “Would you like a drink? My treat.”
Orion simply stares at him. Sergei calls over from the other side of the cave. “Orion is mute and does not consume supplements. He also will most likely not take interest in conversing with you. He is a war machine.”
He turns to where Sergei’s voice is coming from “Does he know signs? Even supposed war machines can have a talk. Maybe we even have a common interest of some kind.”
“He can write in broken sentences. That is mostly all. He has shown passion for only two things, so if you want to spar him simply do so.”
“What things has he shown passion for? Let me get him some paper actually.” He walks over, grabbing a pencil and many sheets of paper. Bringing them back to Orion.
“A little girl he was friends with, and protecting the crew. That is all.” Orion looks impatiently at Damian, not glancing at the papers.
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.
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
Behind his bronze visor, two blue flames burst into existence amidst the shadowy darkness that is his body. His body blows some steam from the pipes sticking off his back and he opens and closes his hands twice before slowly turning to look at Damian.
He holds up the bottle and cups, shaking them slightly “Would you like a drink? My treat.”
Orion simply stares at him. Sergei calls over from the other side of the cave. “Orion is mute and does not consume supplements. He also will most likely not take interest in conversing with you. He is a war machine.”
He turns to where Sergei’s voice is coming from “Does he know signs? Even supposed war machines can have a talk. Maybe we even have a common interest of some kind.”
“He can write in broken sentences. That is mostly all. He has shown passion for only two things, so if you want to spar him simply do so.”
“What things has he shown passion for? Let me get him some paper actually.” He walks over, grabbing a pencil and many sheets of paper. Bringing them back to Orion.
“A little girl, and protecting the crew. That is all.” Orion looks impatiently at Damian, not glancing at the papers.
“Hmm. Seems like he doesn’t want me annoying him. So you only have two passions and they are as plain as bread. You don’t eat or drink. Have you tried anything like cooking or sports?”
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
Behind his bronze visor, two blue flames burst into existence amidst the shadowy darkness that is his body. His body blows some steam from the pipes sticking off his back and he opens and closes his hands twice before slowly turning to look at Damian.
He holds up the bottle and cups, shaking them slightly “Would you like a drink? My treat.”
Orion simply stares at him. Sergei calls over from the other side of the cave. “Orion is mute and does not consume supplements. He also will most likely not take interest in conversing with you. He is a war machine.”
He turns to where Sergei’s voice is coming from “Does he know signs? Even supposed war machines can have a talk. Maybe we even have a common interest of some kind.”
“He can write in broken sentences. That is mostly all. He has shown passion for only two things, so if you want to spar him simply do so.”
“What things has he shown passion for? Let me get him some paper actually.” He walks over, grabbing a pencil and many sheets of paper. Bringing them back to Orion.
“A little girl, and protecting the crew. That is all.” Orion looks impatiently at Damian, not glancing at the papers.
“Hmm. Seems like he doesn’t want me annoying him. So you only have two passions and they are as plain as bread. You don’t eat or drink. Have you tried anything like cooking or sports?”
Orion just stares at Damian again. (Srsly js start fighting him. He’s not gonna respond or anything.)
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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.
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
Behind his bronze visor, two blue flames burst into existence amidst the shadowy darkness that is his body. His body blows some steam from the pipes sticking off his back and he opens and closes his hands twice before slowly turning to look at Damian.
He holds up the bottle and cups, shaking them slightly “Would you like a drink? My treat.”
Orion simply stares at him. Sergei calls over from the other side of the cave. “Orion is mute and does not consume supplements. He also will most likely not take interest in conversing with you. He is a war machine.”
He turns to where Sergei’s voice is coming from “Does he know signs? Even supposed war machines can have a talk. Maybe we even have a common interest of some kind.”
“He can write in broken sentences. That is mostly all. He has shown passion for only two things, so if you want to spar him simply do so.”
“What things has he shown passion for? Let me get him some paper actually.” He walks over, grabbing a pencil and many sheets of paper. Bringing them back to Orion.
“A little girl, and protecting the crew. That is all.” Orion looks impatiently at Damian, not glancing at the papers.
“Hmm. Seems like he doesn’t want me annoying him. So you only have two passions and they are as plain as bread. You don’t eat or drink. Have you tried anything like cooking or sports?”
Orion just stares at Damian again. (Srsly js start fighting him. He’s not gonna respond or anything.)
“Well Sergei wants me to spar against you. So could you bother yourself to do that?” He stands up.
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
Behind his bronze visor, two blue flames burst into existence amidst the shadowy darkness that is his body. His body blows some steam from the pipes sticking off his back and he opens and closes his hands twice before slowly turning to look at Damian.
He holds up the bottle and cups, shaking them slightly “Would you like a drink? My treat.”
Orion simply stares at him. Sergei calls over from the other side of the cave. “Orion is mute and does not consume supplements. He also will most likely not take interest in conversing with you. He is a war machine.”
He turns to where Sergei’s voice is coming from “Does he know signs? Even supposed war machines can have a talk. Maybe we even have a common interest of some kind.”
“He can write in broken sentences. That is mostly all. He has shown passion for only two things, so if you want to spar him simply do so.”
“What things has he shown passion for? Let me get him some paper actually.” He walks over, grabbing a pencil and many sheets of paper. Bringing them back to Orion.
“A little girl, and protecting the crew. That is all.” Orion looks impatiently at Damian, not glancing at the papers.
“Hmm. Seems like he doesn’t want me annoying him. So you only have two passions and they are as plain as bread. You don’t eat or drink. Have you tried anything like cooking or sports?”
Orion just stares at Damian again. (Srsly js start fighting him. He’s not gonna respond or anything.)
“Well Sergei wants me to spar against you. So could you bother yourself to do that?” He stands up.
He nods and stands up, unsheathing his massive long sword as he does so. His body blows some steam and the gears on his joints whir. Init: 18
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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.
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
Behind his bronze visor, two blue flames burst into existence amidst the shadowy darkness that is his body. His body blows some steam from the pipes sticking off his back and he opens and closes his hands twice before slowly turning to look at Damian.
He holds up the bottle and cups, shaking them slightly “Would you like a drink? My treat.”
Orion simply stares at him. Sergei calls over from the other side of the cave. “Orion is mute and does not consume supplements. He also will most likely not take interest in conversing with you. He is a war machine.”
He turns to where Sergei’s voice is coming from “Does he know signs? Even supposed war machines can have a talk. Maybe we even have a common interest of some kind.”
“He can write in broken sentences. That is mostly all. He has shown passion for only two things, so if you want to spar him simply do so.”
“What things has he shown passion for? Let me get him some paper actually.” He walks over, grabbing a pencil and many sheets of paper. Bringing them back to Orion.
“A little girl, and protecting the crew. That is all.” Orion looks impatiently at Damian, not glancing at the papers.
“Hmm. Seems like he doesn’t want me annoying him. So you only have two passions and they are as plain as bread. You don’t eat or drink. Have you tried anything like cooking or sports?”
Orion just stares at Damian again. (Srsly js start fighting him. He’s not gonna respond or anything.)
“Well Sergei wants me to spar against you. So could you bother yourself to do that?” He stands up.
He nods and stands up, unsheathing his massive long sword as he does so. His body blows some steam and the gears on his joints whir. Init: 18
A flame forms in Damian’s hand as a mad smile spreads across his face. Init:5
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Damian raises a brow “Would you like me to use spells this time? I would love to see you try and beat me then.”
“I will.” He stops off to find whoever Orion is. First he grabs a bottle and two cups.
*A nice callback and a solid burn. LOL*
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
He has probably seen Orion stomping around before. He is a 10 foot tall steam-powered behemoth. Previously a Death Knight that the crew encountered, but heavily enhanced and far more powerful than the average Death Knight due to his advanced steam-powered technology built by Sergei. He is in the corner of the cave, slumped against the wall and powered down.
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
Damian pokes Orion, trying to wake them up and talk with them.
"If I can't beat a man, I make sure to introduce him to my strong friends. That's what makes me a better man. Loyalty, charisma, and good will!"
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
Behind his bronze visor, two blue flames burst into existence amidst the shadowy darkness that is his body. His body blows some steam from the pipes sticking off his back and he opens and closes his hands twice before slowly turning to look at Damian.
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
*Rematch coming soon hopefully. I’ve been saving Senku’s character sheet.*
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
Damian shakes his head, laughing “I can’t with you sometimes. You are just a more refined me. It’s almost like a slightly warped mirror.” He waves him away.
He holds up the bottle and cups, shaking them slightly “Would you like a drink? My treat.”
Orion simply stares at him. Sergei calls over from the other side of the cave. “Orion is mute and does not consume supplements. He also will most likely not take interest in conversing with you. He is a war machine.”
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
He turns to where Sergei’s voice is coming from “Does he know signs? Even supposed war machines can have a talk. Maybe we even have a common interest of some kind.”
“He can write in broken sentences. That is mostly all. He has shown passion for only two things, so if you want to spar him simply do 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
“What things has he shown passion for? Let me get him some paper actually.” He walks over, grabbing a pencil and many sheets of paper. Bringing them back to Orion.
“A little girl he was friends with, and protecting the crew. That is all.” Orion looks impatiently at Damian, not glancing at the papers.
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
“Hmm. Seems like he doesn’t want me annoying him. So you only have two passions and they are as plain as bread. You don’t eat or drink. Have you tried anything like cooking or sports?”
Orion just stares at Damian again. (Srsly js start fighting him. He’s not gonna respond or anything.)
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
“Well Sergei wants me to spar against you. So could you bother yourself to do that?” He stands up.
He nods and stands up, unsheathing his massive long sword as he does so. His body blows some steam and the gears on his joints whir. Init: 18
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
A flame forms in Damian’s hand as a mad smile spreads across his face. Init:5