He turns back after about a minute. His shirt is now backwards and his hair is in his eyes again.
" 'That your anomaly?"
“Mhm. It’s very annoying.”
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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.
A new arrival appears. He's decently tall with a decently muscular build. His black hair is all messy and could use a bit of a trim -- his eyes are barely visible. He's wearing a simple outfit: A white button up shirt rolled up at the sleeves and half tucked into his black jeans with beat up sneakers. There is a floating blob in the air that keeps changing shapes, seemingly upon his will because his hands look to be messing with in without actually touching it.
Sal waves to him. “Sup new kid? What’s your name?”
The kid glances around and waves at Sal. "Tabby."
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
A new arrival appears. He's decently tall with a decently muscular build. His black hair is all messy and could use a bit of a trim -- his eyes are barely visible. He's wearing a simple outfit: A white button up shirt rolled up at the sleeves and half tucked into his black jeans with beat up sneakers. There is a floating blob in the air that keeps changing shapes, seemingly upon his will because his hands look to be messing with in without actually touching it.
“Hi!” Rex looks at him.
The new kid looks around and sees Rex. He waves at him.
“I’m Rex. What’s your name?”
"Theodore. But call me Tabby." He shrugs. "I know the name doesn't sound similar, but I prefer Tabby."
“Cool. That’s your anomaly?” He points at the blob.
Tabby suddenly grins. His hands stiffen in the air and you can see the muscles on his hands suddenly stick out from beneath the skin. Almost simultaneously the blob hardens and turns into a point and as he swings his arm it speeds off and buries itself in the wall. He sighs. "Eh, I just realized that now I'm gonna have to make a new blob..." mumbling something to himself he wanders to the wall and places his hand on it. A small section begins to rotate and almost melt around his hand.
“Wow!”
Tabby walks back to Rex, a new blob in the air and a hole in the wall. "What's your anomaly?"
“I can create illusions.” He shrugs.
"That's cool." He makes a star with the wall-goo. "Can I see?"
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
He turns back after about a minute. His shirt is now backwards and his hair is in his eyes again.
" 'That your anomaly?"
“Mhm. It’s very annoying.”
"I can imagine. What's your name?"
“Finn. Yours?”
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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.
A new arrival appears. He's decently tall with a decently muscular build. His black hair is all messy and could use a bit of a trim -- his eyes are barely visible. He's wearing a simple outfit: A white button up shirt rolled up at the sleeves and half tucked into his black jeans with beat up sneakers. There is a floating blob in the air that keeps changing shapes, seemingly upon his will because his hands look to be messing with in without actually touching it.
Sal waves to him. “Sup new kid? What’s your name?”
The kid glances around and waves at Sal. "Tabby."
He chuckles. He has a deep, bass, Ganondorf-King-of-Evil voice. “Like a cat? That’s interesting. I’m Sal. What’s the floaty thing for?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A new arrival appears. He's decently tall with a decently muscular build. His black hair is all messy and could use a bit of a trim -- his eyes are barely visible. He's wearing a simple outfit: A white button up shirt rolled up at the sleeves and half tucked into his black jeans with beat up sneakers. There is a floating blob in the air that keeps changing shapes, seemingly upon his will because his hands look to be messing with in without actually touching it.
“Hi!” Rex looks at him.
The new kid looks around and sees Rex. He waves at him.
“I’m Rex. What’s your name?”
"Theodore. But call me Tabby." He shrugs. "I know the name doesn't sound similar, but I prefer Tabby."
“Cool. That’s your anomaly?” He points at the blob.
Tabby suddenly grins. His hands stiffen in the air and you can see the muscles on his hands suddenly stick out from beneath the skin. Almost simultaneously the blob hardens and turns into a point and as he swings his arm it speeds off and buries itself in the wall. He sighs. "Eh, I just realized that now I'm gonna have to make a new blob..." mumbling something to himself he wanders to the wall and places his hand on it. A small section begins to rotate and almost melt around his hand.
“Wow!”
Tabby walks back to Rex, a new blob in the air and a hole in the wall. "What's your anomaly?"
“I can create illusions.” He shrugs.
"That's cool." He makes a star with the wall-goo. "Can I see?"
“Sure.” The world around him suddenly turns black. If humans knew what death was like, that would be it. Then it stops.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
A new arrival appears. He's decently tall with a decently muscular build. His black hair is all messy and could use a bit of a trim -- his eyes are barely visible. He's wearing a simple outfit: A white button up shirt rolled up at the sleeves and half tucked into his black jeans with beat up sneakers. There is a floating blob in the air that keeps changing shapes, seemingly upon his will because his hands look to be messing with in without actually touching it.
Sal waves to him. “Sup new kid? What’s your name?”
The kid glances around and waves at Sal. "Tabby."
He chuckles. He has a deep, bass, Ganondorf-King-of-Evil voice. “Like a cat? That’s interesting. I’m Sal. What’s the floaty thing for?”
"My anomaly." Tabby flexes the muscles on his hands and the blob suddenly turns into a sharp point. He sends it flying through the air and buries it in the wall. "Boom."
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
A new arrival appears. He's decently tall with a decently muscular build. His black hair is all messy and could use a bit of a trim -- his eyes are barely visible. He's wearing a simple outfit: A white button up shirt rolled up at the sleeves and half tucked into his black jeans with beat up sneakers. There is a floating blob in the air that keeps changing shapes, seemingly upon his will because his hands look to be messing with in without actually touching it.
“Hi!” Rex looks at him.
The new kid looks around and sees Rex. He waves at him.
“I’m Rex. What’s your name?”
"Theodore. But call me Tabby." He shrugs. "I know the name doesn't sound similar, but I prefer Tabby."
“Cool. That’s your anomaly?” He points at the blob.
Tabby suddenly grins. His hands stiffen in the air and you can see the muscles on his hands suddenly stick out from beneath the skin. Almost simultaneously the blob hardens and turns into a point and as he swings his arm it speeds off and buries itself in the wall. He sighs. "Eh, I just realized that now I'm gonna have to make a new blob..." mumbling something to himself he wanders to the wall and places his hand on it. A small section begins to rotate and almost melt around his hand.
“Wow!”
Tabby walks back to Rex, a new blob in the air and a hole in the wall. "What's your anomaly?"
“I can create illusions.” He shrugs.
"That's cool." He makes a star with the wall-goo. "Can I see?"
“Sure.” The world around him suddenly turns black. If humans knew what death was like, that would be it. Then it stops.
Tabby blinks. "...woah,"
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
A new arrival appears. He's decently tall with a decently muscular build. His black hair is all messy and could use a bit of a trim -- his eyes are barely visible. He's wearing a simple outfit: A white button up shirt rolled up at the sleeves and half tucked into his black jeans with beat up sneakers. There is a floating blob in the air that keeps changing shapes, seemingly upon his will because his hands look to be messing with in without actually touching it.
Sal waves to him. “Sup new kid? What’s your name?”
The kid glances around and waves at Sal. "Tabby."
He chuckles. He has a deep, bass, Ganondorf-King-of-Evil voice. “Like a cat? That’s interesting. I’m Sal. What’s the floaty thing for?”
"My anomaly." Tabby flexes the muscles on his hands and the blob suddenly turns into a sharp point. He sends it flying through the air and buries it in the wall. "Boom."
“That’s cool.” Sal takes an apple out of his pocket, throws it into the air, and snaps his fingers. A high-pitched ringing can be heard, and the apple explodes. “Boom.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A new arrival appears. He's decently tall with a decently muscular build. His black hair is all messy and could use a bit of a trim -- his eyes are barely visible. He's wearing a simple outfit: A white button up shirt rolled up at the sleeves and half tucked into his black jeans with beat up sneakers. There is a floating blob in the air that keeps changing shapes, seemingly upon his will because his hands look to be messing with in without actually touching it.
“Hi!” Rex looks at him.
The new kid looks around and sees Rex. He waves at him.
“I’m Rex. What’s your name?”
"Theodore. But call me Tabby." He shrugs. "I know the name doesn't sound similar, but I prefer Tabby."
“Cool. That’s your anomaly?” He points at the blob.
Tabby suddenly grins. His hands stiffen in the air and you can see the muscles on his hands suddenly stick out from beneath the skin. Almost simultaneously the blob hardens and turns into a point and as he swings his arm it speeds off and buries itself in the wall. He sighs. "Eh, I just realized that now I'm gonna have to make a new blob..." mumbling something to himself he wanders to the wall and places his hand on it. A small section begins to rotate and almost melt around his hand.
“Wow!”
Tabby walks back to Rex, a new blob in the air and a hole in the wall. "What's your anomaly?"
“I can create illusions.” He shrugs.
"That's cool." He makes a star with the wall-goo. "Can I see?"
“Sure.” The world around him suddenly turns black. If humans knew what death was like, that would be it. Then it stops.
Tabby blinks. "...woah,"
“Yeah. Who knows what’s true or not when you’re around me? Just a heads up.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
He turns back after about a minute. His shirt is now backwards and his hair is in his eyes again.
" 'That your anomaly?"
“Mhm. It’s very annoying.”
"I can imagine. What's your name?"
“Finn. Yours?”
"Tabby."
“Like the cat?”
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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.
A new arrival appears. He's decently tall with a decently muscular build. His black hair is all messy and could use a bit of a trim -- his eyes are barely visible. He's wearing a simple outfit: A white button up shirt rolled up at the sleeves and half tucked into his black jeans with beat up sneakers. There is a floating blob in the air that keeps changing shapes, seemingly upon his will because his hands look to be messing with in without actually touching it.
Sal waves to him. “Sup new kid? What’s your name?”
The kid glances around and waves at Sal. "Tabby."
He chuckles. He has a deep, bass, Ganondorf-King-of-Evil voice. “Like a cat? That’s interesting. I’m Sal. What’s the floaty thing for?”
"My anomaly." Tabby flexes the muscles on his hands and the blob suddenly turns into a sharp point. He sends it flying through the air and buries it in the wall. "Boom."
“That’s cool.” Sal takes an apple out of his pocket, throws it into the air, and snaps his fingers. A high-pitched ringing can be heard, and the apple explodes. “Boom.”
Tabby raises his eyebrows slightly. "Boom indeed."
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
A new arrival appears. He's decently tall with a decently muscular build. His black hair is all messy and could use a bit of a trim -- his eyes are barely visible. He's wearing a simple outfit: A white button up shirt rolled up at the sleeves and half tucked into his black jeans with beat up sneakers. There is a floating blob in the air that keeps changing shapes, seemingly upon his will because his hands look to be messing with in without actually touching it.
Sal waves to him. “Sup new kid? What’s your name?”
The kid glances around and waves at Sal. "Tabby."
He chuckles. He has a deep, bass, Ganondorf-King-of-Evil voice. “Like a cat? That’s interesting. I’m Sal. What’s the floaty thing for?”
"My anomaly." Tabby flexes the muscles on his hands and the blob suddenly turns into a sharp point. He sends it flying through the air and buries it in the wall. "Boom."
“That’s cool.” Sal takes an apple out of his pocket, throws it into the air, and snaps his fingers. A high-pitched ringing can be heard, and the apple explodes. “Boom.”
Tabby raises his eyebrows slightly. "Boom indeed.”
“That ain’t the half of it. I can hear just about everything being said or done in this place. Blessin’ an’ a curse.” Sal shudders a bit.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A new arrival appears. He's decently tall with a decently muscular build. His black hair is all messy and could use a bit of a trim -- his eyes are barely visible. He's wearing a simple outfit: A white button up shirt rolled up at the sleeves and half tucked into his black jeans with beat up sneakers. There is a floating blob in the air that keeps changing shapes, seemingly upon his will because his hands look to be messing with in without actually touching it.
Sal waves to him. “Sup new kid? What’s your name?”
The kid glances around and waves at Sal. "Tabby."
He chuckles. He has a deep, bass, Ganondorf-King-of-Evil voice. “Like a cat? That’s interesting. I’m Sal. What’s the floaty thing for?”
"My anomaly." Tabby flexes the muscles on his hands and the blob suddenly turns into a sharp point. He sends it flying through the air and buries it in the wall. "Boom."
“That’s cool.” Sal takes an apple out of his pocket, throws it into the air, and snaps his fingers. A high-pitched ringing can be heard, and the apple explodes. “Boom.”
Tabby raises his eyebrows slightly. "Boom indeed.”
“That ain’t the half of it. I can hear just about everything being said or done in this place. Blessin’ an’ a curse.” Sal shudders a bit.
Tabby gives a wry smile. "Eh. Maybe to some."
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
A new arrival appears. He's decently tall with a decently muscular build. His black hair is all messy and could use a bit of a trim -- his eyes are barely visible. He's wearing a simple outfit: A white button up shirt rolled up at the sleeves and half tucked into his black jeans with beat up sneakers. There is a floating blob in the air that keeps changing shapes, seemingly upon his will because his hands look to be messing with in without actually touching it.
Sal waves to him. “Sup new kid? What’s your name?”
The kid glances around and waves at Sal. "Tabby."
He chuckles. He has a deep, bass, Ganondorf-King-of-Evil voice. “Like a cat? That’s interesting. I’m Sal. What’s the floaty thing for?”
"My anomaly." Tabby flexes the muscles on his hands and the blob suddenly turns into a sharp point. He sends it flying through the air and buries it in the wall. "Boom."
“That’s cool.” Sal takes an apple out of his pocket, throws it into the air, and snaps his fingers. A high-pitched ringing can be heard, and the apple explodes. “Boom.”
Tabby raises his eyebrows slightly. "Boom indeed.”
“That ain’t the half of it. I can hear just about everything being said or done in this place. Blessin’ an’ a curse.” Sal shudders a bit.
Tabby gives a wry smile. "Eh. Maybe to some."
“In what way? ‘Cause I already got files and files of potential blackmail if needed.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A new arrival appears. He's decently tall with a decently muscular build. His black hair is all messy and could use a bit of a trim -- his eyes are barely visible. He's wearing a simple outfit: A white button up shirt rolled up at the sleeves and half tucked into his black jeans with beat up sneakers. There is a floating blob in the air that keeps changing shapes, seemingly upon his will because his hands look to be messing with in without actually touching it.
Sal waves to him. “Sup new kid? What’s your name?”
The kid glances around and waves at Sal. "Tabby."
He chuckles. He has a deep, bass, Ganondorf-King-of-Evil voice. “Like a cat? That’s interesting. I’m Sal. What’s the floaty thing for?”
"My anomaly." Tabby flexes the muscles on his hands and the blob suddenly turns into a sharp point. He sends it flying through the air and buries it in the wall. "Boom."
“That’s cool.” Sal takes an apple out of his pocket, throws it into the air, and snaps his fingers. A high-pitched ringing can be heard, and the apple explodes. “Boom.”
Tabby raises his eyebrows slightly. "Boom indeed.”
“That ain’t the half of it. I can hear just about everything being said or done in this place. Blessin’ an’ a curse.” Sal shudders a bit.
Tabby gives a wry smile. "Eh. Maybe to some."
“In what way? ‘Cause I already got files and files of potential blackmail if needed.”
"I'm sure there are a few...active couples around here, that's all I'm sayin'" he shrugs. "Blackmail? What kind?"
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
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“Mhm. It’s very annoying.”
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 kid glances around and waves at Sal. "Tabby."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
"That's cool." He makes a star with the wall-goo. "Can I see?"
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
"I can imagine. What's your name?"
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
“Finn. Yours?”
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 chuckles. He has a deep, bass, Ganondorf-King-of-Evil voice. “Like a cat? That’s interesting. I’m Sal. What’s the floaty thing for?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Tabby."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
“Sure.” The world around him suddenly turns black. If humans knew what death was like, that would be it. Then it stops.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
"My anomaly." Tabby flexes the muscles on his hands and the blob suddenly turns into a sharp point. He sends it flying through the air and buries it in the wall. "Boom."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
Tabby blinks. "...woah,"
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
“That’s cool.” Sal takes an apple out of his pocket, throws it into the air, and snaps his fingers. A high-pitched ringing can be heard, and the apple explodes. “Boom.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Yeah. Who knows what’s true or not when you’re around me? Just a heads up.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
“Like the cat?”
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
Tabby raises his eyebrows slightly. "Boom indeed."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
Tabby eyes Rex for a second before shrugging. "Eh. I don't mind illusions."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
He shrugs. "Dunno. Maybe. It's just the nickname I was given by someone."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
“That ain’t the half of it. I can hear just about everything being said or done in this place. Blessin’ an’ a curse.” Sal shudders a bit.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Tabby gives a wry smile. "Eh. Maybe to some."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
“In what way? ‘Cause I already got files and files of potential blackmail if needed.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I'm sure there are a few...active couples around here, that's all I'm sayin'" he shrugs. "Blackmail? What kind?"
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)