The shopkeepers are unlocking their doors, sweep the floors, and arrange the merchandise on the shelves. The bar owners are restocking the liquor cabinets, polishing the glasses, and setting up the tables and chairs. The city is slowly coming to life as the sun rises in the sky, casting a warm glow over the buildings and streets. Autobot and Decepticon are starting to emerge from their homes, heading to work. It's a fresh start to a new day, and the city of Distal is ready to embrace it.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Scuttler has recovered. His broken arm is now working perfectly and his armored plates have been replaced. He’s now on his way to the arena.
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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 know I've done this before... but nightmare hotelier.*
*I know cybertronians don't sleep, but they can become unconscious and they can dream. There was even one Decepticon, Nightstrike, who used sound cues to plunge the Autobots into nightmare comas so he could leech their energon.*
*Also I was inspired by Beast the Primordial, a White Wolf game where you play as nightmare boogeyman-type monsters, and also this thing:*
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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.
*This is still the same character, I just needed to develop them a bit more before I could actually RP them at all. Maybe they still need a bit more development, I don't know.*
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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.
Burnout is standing at the edge of the battlefield, staring at it wistfully.
A humanoid dragon in a suit is standing nearby, his keys jingling as he shifts slightly. He's slightly larger than a normal humanoid, but not enough to matter on Cybertron. He could probably be crushed underfoot if he isn't careful. He seems to be taking notes and making sketches of the battlefield.
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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.
*I know I've done this before... but nightmare hotelier.*
*I know cybertronians don't sleep, but they can become unconscious and they can dream. There was even one Decepticon, Nightstrike, who used sound cues to plunge the Autobots into nightmare comas so he could leech their energon.*
*Also I was inspired by Beast the Primordial, a White Wolf game where you play as nightmare boogeyman-type monsters, and also this thing:*
*Noice!! hats cool looking!*
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Burnout is standing at the edge of the battlefield, staring at it wistfully.
A humanoid dragon in a suit is standing nearby, his keys jingling as he shifts slightly. He's slightly larger than a normal humanoid, but not enough to matter on Cybertron. He could probably be crushed underfoot if he isn't careful. He seems to be taking notes and making sketches of the battlefield.
Burnout watches them
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Burnout is standing at the edge of the battlefield, staring at it wistfully.
A humanoid dragon in a suit is standing nearby, his keys jingling as he shifts slightly. He's slightly larger than a normal humanoid, but not enough to matter on Cybertron. He could probably be crushed underfoot if he isn't careful. He seems to be taking notes and making sketches of the battlefield.
Burnout watches them
The too-small-to-be-a-threat gold dragon straightens his glasses. "Your people are very brave."
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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.
Burnout is standing at the edge of the battlefield, staring at it wistfully.
A humanoid dragon in a suit is standing nearby, his keys jingling as he shifts slightly. He's slightly larger than a normal humanoid, but not enough to matter on Cybertron. He could probably be crushed underfoot if he isn't careful. He seems to be taking notes and making sketches of the battlefield.
Burnout watches them
The too-small-to-be-a-threat gold dragon straightens his glasses. "Your people are very brave."
"We try to be." he says crouching down
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I'm just gonna do it and rework it later if I don't like it.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*...and now I can't think of anything...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*womp*
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*Good morning everyone.*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The shopkeepers are unlocking their doors, sweep the floors, and arrange the merchandise on the shelves. The bar owners are restocking the liquor cabinets, polishing the glasses, and setting up the tables and chairs. The city is slowly coming to life as the sun rises in the sky, casting a warm glow over the buildings and streets. Autobot and Decepticon are starting to emerge from their homes, heading to work. It's a fresh start to a new day, and the city of Distal is ready to embrace it.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Scuttler has recovered. His broken arm is now working perfectly and his armored plates have been replaced. He’s now on his way to the arena.
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 know I've done this before... but nightmare hotelier.*
*I know cybertronians don't sleep, but they can become unconscious and they can dream. There was even one Decepticon, Nightstrike, who used sound cues to plunge the Autobots into nightmare comas so he could leech their energon.*
*Also I was inspired by Beast the Primordial, a White Wolf game where you play as nightmare boogeyman-type monsters, and also this thing:*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*This is still the same character, I just needed to develop them a bit more before I could actually RP them at all. Maybe they still need a bit more development, I don't know.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Burnout is standing at the edge of the battlefield, staring at it wistfully.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
A humanoid dragon in a suit is standing nearby, his keys jingling as he shifts slightly. He's slightly larger than a normal humanoid, but not enough to matter on Cybertron. He could probably be crushed underfoot if he isn't careful. He seems to be taking notes and making sketches of the battlefield.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Blast Radius watches and waves a hand, signing 'hello there.'
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Noice!! hats cool looking!*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Lightherald grabs his shoulder and snarls "You tend to ignore rules don't you."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Burnout watches them
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Yes i do." he says, shoving his hand off their shoulder. "Why do you care so much?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The too-small-to-be-a-threat gold dragon straightens his glasses. "Your people are very brave."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Because it is my job too." He said "I care for all of Cybertron. That includes you."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"We try to be." he says crouching down
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Burnout stomps his foot in frustration, leaving a small crater. "You dont understand anything about the enemy."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.