Silver is cleaning glasses in the kitchen, wearing his maroon suit today, having a smoke and enjoying the silence of the morning. He is humming 'Bink's Brew' to himself as he cleans the kitchen, breathing in the morning air, although he doesn't often wake this early.
*haven’t rped in ages. Maybe this’ll be fun*
Kingfisher approaches him. “Hey Silver.”
He looks up, his face shifting to a slight smile "Well there goes my peace and quiet. Hey there Kingfisher-swan. Do you need anything?"
“Just wondering if I’ve missed anything important since being gone, but I can leave if you want.”
"Oh don't worry about it, it was going to be broken sooner or later. Nothing has changed, other than we are headed to a plateau now."
She looks curious. “What plateau?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t gone to check myself.”
She nods. “What have you been up to as of late?”
“There’s always somethin’ I’ve got to do, cooking or cleaning. I ain’t complaining though.”
“Mm.” She seems distracted.
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Kath is back to drinking the bar dry. He has already spent around ten gold pieces today, and it seems like his coin purse isn't empty yet.
Silver walks over to him, and grabs his glass from him, no longer filling it "Kath we have been over this, we don't have infinite booze. I'm cutting you off for today."
"Well damn. That's sure a shame." He picks up an empty glass, waves his hand, and it fills with water in an instant. He sighs. "Wish I could use that ta make whiskey 'stead o' water."
“If you could make whiskey on command I’d have ya workin’ back here befor’ ya have a chance to think it over.” He places his favorite food in front of him “Things have been more quiet lately don’t cha think?”
"Ya can tell me twice." He looks down at the food Silver has placed in front of him. "Thank ya kindly, Silver."
“Don’t think of it Kath. You know me, my friend, and I’m pretty sure I own ya.” He continues cleaning glasses.
Silver is cleaning glasses in the kitchen, wearing his maroon suit today, having a smoke and enjoying the silence of the morning. He is humming 'Bink's Brew' to himself as he cleans the kitchen, breathing in the morning air, although he doesn't often wake this early.
*haven’t rped in ages. Maybe this’ll be fun*
Kingfisher approaches him. “Hey Silver.”
He looks up, his face shifting to a slight smile "Well there goes my peace and quiet. Hey there Kingfisher-swan. Do you need anything?"
“Just wondering if I’ve missed anything important since being gone, but I can leave if you want.”
"Oh don't worry about it, it was going to be broken sooner or later. Nothing has changed, other than we are headed to a plateau now."
She looks curious. “What plateau?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t gone to check myself.”
She nods. “What have you been up to as of late?”
“There’s always somethin’ I’ve got to do, cooking or cleaning. I ain’t complaining though.”
“Mm.” She seems distracted.
“But I’m rambling, and you don’t seem to be paying attention anyway.”
Silver is cleaning glasses in the kitchen, wearing his maroon suit today, having a smoke and enjoying the silence of the morning. He is humming 'Bink's Brew' to himself as he cleans the kitchen, breathing in the morning air, although he doesn't often wake this early.
*haven’t rped in ages. Maybe this’ll be fun*
Kingfisher approaches him. “Hey Silver.”
He looks up, his face shifting to a slight smile "Well there goes my peace and quiet. Hey there Kingfisher-swan. Do you need anything?"
“Just wondering if I’ve missed anything important since being gone, but I can leave if you want.”
"Oh don't worry about it, it was going to be broken sooner or later. Nothing has changed, other than we are headed to a plateau now."
She looks curious. “What plateau?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t gone to check myself.”
She nods. “What have you been up to as of late?”
“There’s always somethin’ I’ve got to do, cooking or cleaning. I ain’t complaining though.”
“Mm.” She seems distracted.
“But I’m rambling, and you don’t seem to be paying attention anyway.”
“Sorry. I’ve just got a lot on my mind right now.”
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Kath is back to drinking the bar dry. He has already spent around ten gold pieces today, and it seems like his coin purse isn't empty yet.
Silver walks over to him, and grabs his glass from him, no longer filling it "Kath we have been over this, we don't have infinite booze. I'm cutting you off for today."
"Well damn. That's sure a shame." He picks up an empty glass, waves his hand, and it fills with water in an instant. He sighs. "Wish I could use that ta make whiskey 'stead o' water."
“If you could make whiskey on command I’d have ya workin’ back here befor’ ya have a chance to think it over.” He places his favorite food in front of him “Things have been more quiet lately don’t cha think?”
"Ya can tell me twice." He looks down at the food Silver has placed in front of him. "Thank ya kindly, Silver."
“Don’t think of it Kath. You know me, my friend, and I’m pretty sure I own ya.” He continues cleaning glasses.
He begins to dig into the meal.
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Silver is cleaning glasses in the kitchen, wearing his maroon suit today, having a smoke and enjoying the silence of the morning. He is humming 'Bink's Brew' to himself as he cleans the kitchen, breathing in the morning air, although he doesn't often wake this early.
*haven’t rped in ages. Maybe this’ll be fun*
Kingfisher approaches him. “Hey Silver.”
He looks up, his face shifting to a slight smile "Well there goes my peace and quiet. Hey there Kingfisher-swan. Do you need anything?"
“Just wondering if I’ve missed anything important since being gone, but I can leave if you want.”
"Oh don't worry about it, it was going to be broken sooner or later. Nothing has changed, other than we are headed to a plateau now."
She looks curious. “What plateau?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t gone to check myself.”
She nods. “What have you been up to as of late?”
“There’s always somethin’ I’ve got to do, cooking or cleaning. I ain’t complaining though.”
“Mm.” She seems distracted.
“But I’m rambling, and you don’t seem to be paying attention anyway.”
“Sorry. I’ve just got a lot on my mind right now.”
“Oh of course, don’t worry about it.” He places her favorite food in front of her.
A man walks in, wearing a black suit, jacket, and hat. One ivory-handled colt revolver is at his side. He's got a very serious, professional feel about him, but he seems friendly enough. He also looks fairly wealthy.
As he walks up to the bar, he walks a bit stiffly, as if in slight pain. He surveys the room with soft brown eyes.
Basically. Uh. Western John Wick, who can literally summon guns from different dimensions and timelines at will. Name's Coulter.
*Here's my character from a while back*
He sees a red skinned tiefling sitting at the bar, surrounded by at least five bottles of whiskey. He has two revolvers sitting in holsters on his hips, as well as a pair of long, curved knives in sheaths on his thighs. He wears a black cowboy hat, knee-high boots, a bandana that covers his mouth, and a black overcoat. Under the overcoat is a decent looking shirt and a pair of nice pants. Instead of normal pupils, his eyes have small, flickering flames at their centers.
*that's sweet*
Coulter notices the tiefling, sees he's alone, and decides to make a potential friend. Hasn't had one in ages.
He limps lightly over and sits on a chair backwards, leaning into the chair back and stretching out an open hand. "Name's Coulter. Who're you?"
The tiefling returns the handshake. Coulter notices he has a very strong grip. "Name's Karthør. Karthør Addenōn. What brings ya to these parts?"
"Work. And not the most respectable line of work. I'm a hitman, with morals... at least that's how I like to describe myself. It's all I'm really good at, unfortunately." He says this to you like it used to be more secret, but by now he's given up hiding what he is.
"A hitman? Good fer you. I myself am an outlaw. Used ta be part o' a group of tieflin's blessed with the power o' magic. Although 'blessed' may be a stretch. Say, if yer a hitman, who're ya here ta assassinate?"
He seems interested in this, backstories and the like. "Oh, nobody specifically yet. I like to learn as much as possible about targets before I carry out the work. Say, what kind of magic? I've got a similar situation with myself as well."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
A man walks in, wearing a black suit, jacket, and hat. One ivory-handled colt revolver is at his side. He's got a very serious, professional feel about him, but he seems friendly enough. He also looks fairly wealthy.
As he walks up to the bar, he walks a bit stiffly, as if in slight pain. He surveys the room with soft brown eyes.
Basically. Uh. Western John Wick, who can literally summon guns from different dimensions and timelines at will. Name's Coulter.
*Here's my character from a while back*
He sees a red skinned tiefling sitting at the bar, surrounded by at least five bottles of whiskey. He has two revolvers sitting in holsters on his hips, as well as a pair of long, curved knives in sheaths on his thighs. He wears a black cowboy hat, knee-high boots, a bandana that covers his mouth, and a black overcoat. Under the overcoat is a decent looking shirt and a pair of nice pants. Instead of normal pupils, his eyes have small, flickering flames at their centers.
*that's sweet*
Coulter notices the tiefling, sees he's alone, and decides to make a potential friend. Hasn't had one in ages.
He limps lightly over and sits on a chair backwards, leaning into the chair back and stretching out an open hand. "Name's Coulter. Who're you?"
The tiefling returns the handshake. Coulter notices he has a very strong grip. "Name's Karthør. Karthør Addenōn. What brings ya to these parts?"
"Work. And not the most respectable line of work. I'm a hitman, with morals... at least that's how I like to describe myself. It's all I'm really good at, unfortunately." He says this to you like it used to be more secret, but by now he's given up hiding what he is.
"A hitman? Good fer you. I myself am an outlaw. Used ta be part o' a group of tieflin's blessed with the power o' magic. Although 'blessed' may be a stretch. Say, if yer a hitman, who're ya here ta assassinate?"
He seems interested in this, backstories and the like. "Oh, nobody specifically yet. I like to learn as much as possible about targets before I carry out the work. Say, what kind of magic? I've got a similar situation with myself as well."
"Sorcery. And if ya even try ta shoot me, you'll have a hole in yer head faster than ya can say 'shoot'." He puts a hand on one of his revolvers.
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
*If Gradius has given up on this thread I’ll probably try to continue the story myself, considering my slightly limited understanding of the planned story, I’ll give it my best shot though.*
A man walks in, wearing a black suit, jacket, and hat. One ivory-handled colt revolver is at his side. He's got a very serious, professional feel about him, but he seems friendly enough. He also looks fairly wealthy.
As he walks up to the bar, he walks a bit stiffly, as if in slight pain. He surveys the room with soft brown eyes.
Basically. Uh. Western John Wick, who can literally summon guns from different dimensions and timelines at will. Name's Coulter.
*Here's my character from a while back*
He sees a red skinned tiefling sitting at the bar, surrounded by at least five bottles of whiskey. He has two revolvers sitting in holsters on his hips, as well as a pair of long, curved knives in sheaths on his thighs. He wears a black cowboy hat, knee-high boots, a bandana that covers his mouth, and a black overcoat. Under the overcoat is a decent looking shirt and a pair of nice pants. Instead of normal pupils, his eyes have small, flickering flames at their centers.
*that's sweet*
Coulter notices the tiefling, sees he's alone, and decides to make a potential friend. Hasn't had one in ages.
He limps lightly over and sits on a chair backwards, leaning into the chair back and stretching out an open hand. "Name's Coulter. Who're you?"
The tiefling returns the handshake. Coulter notices he has a very strong grip. "Name's Karthør. Karthør Addenōn. What brings ya to these parts?"
"Work. And not the most respectable line of work. I'm a hitman, with morals... at least that's how I like to describe myself. It's all I'm really good at, unfortunately." He says this to you like it used to be more secret, but by now he's given up hiding what he is.
"A hitman? Good fer you. I myself am an outlaw. Used ta be part o' a group of tieflin's blessed with the power o' magic. Although 'blessed' may be a stretch. Say, if yer a hitman, who're ya here ta assassinate?"
He seems interested in this, backstories and the like. "Oh, nobody specifically yet. I like to learn as much as possible about targets before I carry out the work. Say, what kind of magic? I've got a similar situation with myself as well."
"Sorcery. And if ya even try ta shoot me, you'll have a hole in yer head faster than ya can say 'shoot'." He puts a hand on one of his revolvers.
"Mm makes sense then. Don't worry, I have no reason to right now. I appreciate the warning though." He smiles tiredly.
"Could I ask, keeping in mind that yer an outlaw, are you the good kind? Ya know? 'Cause if so, do ya happen to have any supa dupa evil enemies I could take out? I've been itching to put my abilities to good use."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
A man walks in, wearing a black suit, jacket, and hat. One ivory-handled colt revolver is at his side. He's got a very serious, professional feel about him, but he seems friendly enough. He also looks fairly wealthy.
As he walks up to the bar, he walks a bit stiffly, as if in slight pain. He surveys the room with soft brown eyes.
Basically. Uh. Western John Wick, who can literally summon guns from different dimensions and timelines at will. Name's Coulter.
*Here's my character from a while back*
He sees a red skinned tiefling sitting at the bar, surrounded by at least five bottles of whiskey. He has two revolvers sitting in holsters on his hips, as well as a pair of long, curved knives in sheaths on his thighs. He wears a black cowboy hat, knee-high boots, a bandana that covers his mouth, and a black overcoat. Under the overcoat is a decent looking shirt and a pair of nice pants. Instead of normal pupils, his eyes have small, flickering flames at their centers.
*that's sweet*
Coulter notices the tiefling, sees he's alone, and decides to make a potential friend. Hasn't had one in ages.
He limps lightly over and sits on a chair backwards, leaning into the chair back and stretching out an open hand. "Name's Coulter. Who're you?"
The tiefling returns the handshake. Coulter notices he has a very strong grip. "Name's Karthør. Karthør Addenōn. What brings ya to these parts?"
"Work. And not the most respectable line of work. I'm a hitman, with morals... at least that's how I like to describe myself. It's all I'm really good at, unfortunately." He says this to you like it used to be more secret, but by now he's given up hiding what he is.
"A hitman? Good fer you. I myself am an outlaw. Used ta be part o' a group of tieflin's blessed with the power o' magic. Although 'blessed' may be a stretch. Say, if yer a hitman, who're ya here ta assassinate?"
He seems interested in this, backstories and the like. "Oh, nobody specifically yet. I like to learn as much as possible about targets before I carry out the work. Say, what kind of magic? I've got a similar situation with myself as well."
"Sorcery. And if ya even try ta shoot me, you'll have a hole in yer head faster than ya can say 'shoot'." He puts a hand on one of his revolvers.
"Mm makes sense then. Don't worry, I have no reason to right now. I appreciate the warning though." He smiles tiredly.
"Could I ask, keeping in mind that yer an outlaw, are you the good kind? Ya know? 'Cause if so, do ya happen to have any supa dupa evil enemies I could take out? I've been itching to put my abilities to good use."
"Good?" He chuckles. "Nope. I'm bad to the bone, pardner. Wanted almost everywhere I've ever gone." He pulls a revolver out of its holster, grabs an empty bottle from behind the bar, tosses it into the air, and shoots it. It shatters, sending glass raining everywhere. He waves his hand, and the glass turns into rattlesnakes. They slither out the door and are gone.
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
*2am motivation told me to check ddb, and I saw that people posted on Buttons which made me happy, then I saw that BAALZ POSTED ON BUTTONS WHICH MADE ME HAPPIER HI BAALZE*
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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.
*2am motivation told me to check ddb, and I saw that people posted on Buttons which made me happy, then I saw that BAALZ POSTED ON BUTTONS WHICH MADE ME HAPPIER HI BAALZE*
(YAY GRADIUS I DON'T THINK I'VE SEEN YOU ON DDB IN LIKE 2 WEEKS)
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
*2am motivation told me to check ddb, and I saw that people posted on Buttons which made me happy, then I saw that BAALZ POSTED ON BUTTONS WHICH MADE ME HAPPIER HI BAALZE*
(YAY GRADIUS I DON'T THINK I'VE SEEN YOU ON DDB IN LIKE 2 WEEKS)
*I’ve been busy but i posted a couple times on onions, they just got buried i think*
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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.
*2am motivation told me to check ddb, and I saw that people posted on Buttons which made me happy, then I saw that BAALZ POSTED ON BUTTONS WHICH MADE ME HAPPIER HI BAALZE*
(YAY GRADIUS I DON'T THINK I'VE SEEN YOU ON DDB IN LIKE 2 WEEKS)
*I’ve been busy but i posted a couple times on onions, they just got buried i think*
(Hmm. Well, glad to actually talk to you again!)
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
*2am motivation told me to check ddb, and I saw that people posted on Buttons which made me happy, then I saw that BAALZ POSTED ON BUTTONS WHICH MADE ME HAPPIER HI BAALZE*
(YAY GRADIUS I DON'T THINK I'VE SEEN YOU ON DDB IN LIKE 2 WEEKS)
*I’ve been busy but i posted a couple times on onions, they just got buried i think*
(Hmm. Well, glad to actually talk to you again!)
*what have i missed*
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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.
*2am motivation told me to check ddb, and I saw that people posted on Buttons which made me happy, then I saw that BAALZ POSTED ON BUTTONS WHICH MADE ME HAPPIER HI BAALZE*
(YAY GRADIUS I DON'T THINK I'VE SEEN YOU ON DDB IN LIKE 2 WEEKS)
*I’ve been busy but i posted a couple times on onions, they just got buried i think*
(Hmm. Well, glad to actually talk to you again!)
*what have i missed*
(Not much I think.)
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
“Mm.” She seems distracted.
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
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“Don’t think of it Kath. You know me, my friend, and I’m pretty sure I own ya.” He continues cleaning glasses.
“But I’m rambling, and you don’t seem to be paying attention anyway.”
“Sorry. I’ve just got a lot on my mind right now.”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
He begins to dig into the meal.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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“Oh of course, don’t worry about it.” He places her favorite food in front of her.
He seems interested in this, backstories and the like. "Oh, nobody specifically yet. I like to learn as much as possible about targets before I carry out the work. Say, what kind of magic? I've got a similar situation with myself as well."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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*I sense a fantastic phantasm...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Welcome to Button’s Best.*
"Sorcery. And if ya even try ta shoot me, you'll have a hole in yer head faster than ya can say 'shoot'." He puts a hand on one of his revolvers.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*If Gradius has given up on this thread I’ll probably try to continue the story myself, considering my slightly limited understanding of the planned story, I’ll give it my best shot though.*
"Mm makes sense then. Don't worry, I have no reason to right now. I appreciate the warning though." He smiles tiredly.
"Could I ask, keeping in mind that yer an outlaw, are you the good kind? Ya know? 'Cause if so, do ya happen to have any supa dupa evil enemies I could take out? I've been itching to put my abilities to good use."
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...and started me on my way into my next chapter in life...
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"Good?" He chuckles. "Nope. I'm bad to the bone, pardner. Wanted almost everywhere I've ever gone." He pulls a revolver out of its holster, grabs an empty bottle from behind the bar, tosses it into the air, and shoots it. It shatters, sending glass raining everywhere. He waves his hand, and the glass turns into rattlesnakes. They slither out the door and are gone.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*2am motivation told me to check ddb, and I saw that people posted on Buttons which made me happy, then I saw that BAALZ POSTED ON BUTTONS WHICH MADE ME HAPPIER HI BAALZE*
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
(YAY GRADIUS I DON'T THINK I'VE SEEN YOU ON DDB IN LIKE 2 WEEKS)
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*I’ve been busy but i posted a couple times on onions, they just got buried i think*
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. Well, glad to actually talk to you again!)
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*what have i missed*
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
(Not much I think.)
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*I'm happy to see this thread of all threads coming back once more.*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo