Something from the darkness speaks, their voice is a whisper in the duo’s heads. I’m just a little jester.
The little creature gives a squeak and bulges slightly, his figure stretching like a balloon before shrinking down even smaller. The man pulls out his double swords strapped to his back and looks around, eyes alert.
Casey floats out from the darkness. (You know what he looks like.) And grins. “No need for hostility, pal.” His blue eye glows briefly.
The tall man hesitates for a second before putting away his swords. “My apologies,” he says, trying to resume his bored and aloof composure from before. “I guess this…freak show…or whatever…has me a big on edge.”
The floating creature returns to his normal size. “Excuse Raphael, he’s always been rude. I’m Kaf. And you are…?”
The boy flips upside down in the air and grins. His blue eye glows again. “Casey. Pleasure.” He holds out his hand to shake Kaf’s, but retracts it. “Just kidding. Don’t shake my hand.”
Kaf blinks. “Uh, okay then.” He eyes the boy for a second before grinning. “You seem like a trouble maker. I’m a trouble maker myself. Got kicked out of ‘Angel Club’, as I like to call it. You know, this thing on my head?” Kaf reaches up and flicks his halo. It wobbles for a second before resuming its original position. “-this thing isn’t legit. Got some guy to instal a magnet whatever in my head. All for show. I generally don’t tell others that, but chaos causers have a mutual trust, you know?”
“I’d agree with ya, if I had a sense of respect.” Casey’s blue eye glows twice at the amount of details he was just told. He grins, his smile is unsettling.
Kaf frowns, slightly disappointed. “Hm, so flattery doesn’t work on you, huh?” He chuckles and gestures towards Raphael. “This man loves flattery. Spoil him with compliments and he’ll give ya anything you want. Just don’t mess with his clothing, okay? Things will get ugly fast.”
Casey grins and appears behind Raphael, brushing his cropped shirt. His blue eye is now maintaining a dim glow. He turns back to Kaf and stares at his eyes.
*Kaf needs to make a DC 19 Wis Saving throw, on a fail Casey learns of two details of his past*
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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
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.
Casey frowns, his blue eye fades and stops glowing. He turns to Raphael. “What about you? Tell me about yourself.”
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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.
Casey frowns, his blue eye fades and stops glowing. He turns to Raphael. “What about you? Tell me about yourself.”
Raphael gives a sharp intake of air in surprise before regaining his composure. “I owe you nothing, you insolent slime creature,” he says, turning his head upwards and away in defiance. However that doesn’t stop the thought running through his mind; I must admit though…something about this child’s presence feels frightening…
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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
Casey frowns, his blue eye fades and stops glowing. He turns to Raphael. “What about you? Tell me about yourself.”
Raphael gives a sharp intake of air in surprise before regaining his composure. “I owe you nothing, you insolent slime creature,” he says, turning his head upwards and away in defiance. However that doesn’t stop the thought running through his mind; I must admit though…something about this child’s presence feels frightening…
Casey laughs. “Good. I should be frightening.” His blue eye glows, along with his orange eye.
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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.
Casey frowns, his blue eye fades and stops glowing. He turns to Raphael. “What about you? Tell me about yourself.”
Raphael gives a sharp intake of air in surprise before regaining his composure. “I owe you nothing, you insolent slime creature,” he says, turning his head upwards and away in defiance. However that doesn’t stop the thought running through his mind; I must admit though…something about this child’s presence feels frightening…
Casey laughs. “Good. I should be frightening.” His blue eye glows, along with his orange eye.
Raphael’s eyes widen. “W-w-what?” He stammers. Did I say my thoughts out loud or something? He wonders frantically to himself.
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I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Casey frowns, his blue eye fades and stops glowing. He turns to Raphael. “What about you? Tell me about yourself.”
Raphael gives a sharp intake of air in surprise before regaining his composure. “I owe you nothing, you insolent slime creature,” he says, turning his head upwards and away in defiance. However that doesn’t stop the thought running through his mind; I must admit though…something about this child’s presence feels frightening…
Casey laughs. “Good. I should be frightening.” His blue eye glows, along with his orange eye.
Raphael’s eyes widen. “W-w-what?” He stammers. Did I say my thoughts out loud or something? He wonders frantically to himself.
“Yeah, sure. Let’s go with that.” *Forgot to mention that he talks with an Italian accent.* He flips onto his side in the air and slowly floats in circles around Raphael.
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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.
Casey frowns, his blue eye fades and stops glowing. He turns to Raphael. “What about you? Tell me about yourself.”
Raphael gives a sharp intake of air in surprise before regaining his composure. “I owe you nothing, you insolent slime creature,” he says, turning his head upwards and away in defiance. However that doesn’t stop the thought running through his mind; I must admit though…something about this child’s presence feels frightening…
Casey laughs. “Good. I should be frightening.” His blue eye glows, along with his orange eye.
Raphael’s eyes widen. “W-w-what?” He stammers. Did I say my thoughts out loud or something? He wonders frantically to himself.
“Yeah, sure. Let’s go with that.” *Forgot to mention that he talks with an Italian accent.* He flips onto his side in the air and slowly floats in circles around Raphael.
“What is this guy talking about?” Kaf asks Raphael.
Raphael stands there, frozen, staring at Casey as he floats in circles above his head. He swallows, his Adam’s apple wobbling. “I don’t know, Kaz,” he says, his voice a breathy laugh and almost a whole octave higher. “He’s crazy. A lunatic. Like all the messed up creatures here.”
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I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Casey frowns, his blue eye fades and stops glowing. He turns to Raphael. “What about you? Tell me about yourself.”
Raphael gives a sharp intake of air in surprise before regaining his composure. “I owe you nothing, you insolent slime creature,” he says, turning his head upwards and away in defiance. However that doesn’t stop the thought running through his mind; I must admit though…something about this child’s presence feels frightening…
Casey laughs. “Good. I should be frightening.” His blue eye glows, along with his orange eye.
Raphael’s eyes widen. “W-w-what?” He stammers. Did I say my thoughts out loud or something? He wonders frantically to himself.
“Yeah, sure. Let’s go with that.” *Forgot to mention that he talks with an Italian accent.* He flips onto his side in the air and slowly floats in circles around Raphael.
“What is this guy talking about?” Kaf asks Raphael.
Raphael stands there, frozen, staring at Casey as he floats in circles above his head. He swallows, his Adam’s apple wobbling. “I don’t know, Kaz,” he says, his voice a breathy laugh and almost a whole octave higher. “He’s crazy. A lunatic. Like all the messed up creatures here.”
Casey frowns. “Hey, that’s going too far pal. I may be a lunatic, but I ain’t crazy. Well, I am crazy, but I ain’t a lunatic.” Casey waves his hand at a table and a Roulette wheel appears. “Ya like to gamble?”
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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.
Casey frowns, his blue eye fades and stops glowing. He turns to Raphael. “What about you? Tell me about yourself.”
Raphael gives a sharp intake of air in surprise before regaining his composure. “I owe you nothing, you insolent slime creature,” he says, turning his head upwards and away in defiance. However that doesn’t stop the thought running through his mind; I must admit though…something about this child’s presence feels frightening…
Casey laughs. “Good. I should be frightening.” His blue eye glows, along with his orange eye.
Raphael’s eyes widen. “W-w-what?” He stammers. Did I say my thoughts out loud or something? He wonders frantically to himself.
“Yeah, sure. Let’s go with that.” *Forgot to mention that he talks with an Italian accent.* He flips onto his side in the air and slowly floats in circles around Raphael.
“What is this guy talking about?” Kaf asks Raphael.
Raphael stands there, frozen, staring at Casey as he floats in circles above his head. He swallows, his Adam’s apple wobbling. “I don’t know, Kaz,” he says, his voice a breathy laugh and almost a whole octave higher. “He’s crazy. A lunatic. Like all the messed up creatures here.”
Casey frowns. “Hey, that’s going too far pal. I may be a lunatic, but I ain’t crazy. Well, I am crazy, but I ain’t a lunatic.” Casey waves his hand at a table and a Roulette wheel appears. “Ya like to gamble?”
Raphael, still shaken from the recent interaction, doesn’t have to time to reply before Kaf rushes forward. “Never played! Wasn’t allowed to cause the angels considered it to be satanic. But you learn something new everyday, right?” Kaf pauses, taken aback but his own friendliness. “Uh- well-“
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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
Casey frowns, his blue eye fades and stops glowing. He turns to Raphael. “What about you? Tell me about yourself.”
Raphael gives a sharp intake of air in surprise before regaining his composure. “I owe you nothing, you insolent slime creature,” he says, turning his head upwards and away in defiance. However that doesn’t stop the thought running through his mind; I must admit though…something about this child’s presence feels frightening…
Casey laughs. “Good. I should be frightening.” His blue eye glows, along with his orange eye.
Raphael’s eyes widen. “W-w-what?” He stammers. Did I say my thoughts out loud or something? He wonders frantically to himself.
“Yeah, sure. Let’s go with that.” *Forgot to mention that he talks with an Italian accent.* He flips onto his side in the air and slowly floats in circles around Raphael.
“What is this guy talking about?” Kaf asks Raphael.
Raphael stands there, frozen, staring at Casey as he floats in circles above his head. He swallows, his Adam’s apple wobbling. “I don’t know, Kaz,” he says, his voice a breathy laugh and almost a whole octave higher. “He’s crazy. A lunatic. Like all the messed up creatures here.”
Casey frowns. “Hey, that’s going too far pal. I may be a lunatic, but I ain’t crazy. Well, I am crazy, but I ain’t a lunatic.” Casey waves his hand at a table and a Roulette wheel appears. “Ya like to gamble?”
Raphael, still shaken from the recent interaction, doesn’t have to time to reply before Kaf rushes forward. “Never played! Wasn’t allowed to cause the angels considered it to be satanic. But you learn something new everyday, right?” Kaf pauses, taken aback but his own friendliness. “Uh- well-“
*I’m using an online roulette wheel, if you trust me*
Casey appears behind the wheel. “We’ll start with easy betting. Red or black?”
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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.
Casey frowns, his blue eye fades and stops glowing. He turns to Raphael. “What about you? Tell me about yourself.”
Raphael gives a sharp intake of air in surprise before regaining his composure. “I owe you nothing, you insolent slime creature,” he says, turning his head upwards and away in defiance. However that doesn’t stop the thought running through his mind; I must admit though…something about this child’s presence feels frightening…
Casey laughs. “Good. I should be frightening.” His blue eye glows, along with his orange eye.
Raphael’s eyes widen. “W-w-what?” He stammers. Did I say my thoughts out loud or something? He wonders frantically to himself.
“Yeah, sure. Let’s go with that.” *Forgot to mention that he talks with an Italian accent.* He flips onto his side in the air and slowly floats in circles around Raphael.
“What is this guy talking about?” Kaf asks Raphael.
Raphael stands there, frozen, staring at Casey as he floats in circles above his head. He swallows, his Adam’s apple wobbling. “I don’t know, Kaz,” he says, his voice a breathy laugh and almost a whole octave higher. “He’s crazy. A lunatic. Like all the messed up creatures here.”
Casey frowns. “Hey, that’s going too far pal. I may be a lunatic, but I ain’t crazy. Well, I am crazy, but I ain’t a lunatic.” Casey waves his hand at a table and a Roulette wheel appears. “Ya like to gamble?”
Raphael, still shaken from the recent interaction, doesn’t have to time to reply before Kaf rushes forward. “Never played! Wasn’t allowed to cause the angels considered it to be satanic. But you learn something new everyday, right?” Kaf pauses, taken aback but his own friendliness. “Uh- well-“
*I’m using an online roulette wheel, if you trust me*
Casey appears behind the wheel. “We’ll start with easy betting. Red or black?”
*suuuuuure I’ll choose to trust you*
Kaf scratches the back of his head. “Uh, red. No, black. No, red. Uh, actually, black. No- eh, well- re- black. I chose black.” He sits there, his body quivering with excitement. His iris start changing shape at a faster and faster rate, almost pinging around his eyes, making him slightly dizzy. “Never mind, I’ll go with Red.”
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I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
Casey frowns, his blue eye fades and stops glowing. He turns to Raphael. “What about you? Tell me about yourself.”
Raphael gives a sharp intake of air in surprise before regaining his composure. “I owe you nothing, you insolent slime creature,” he says, turning his head upwards and away in defiance. However that doesn’t stop the thought running through his mind; I must admit though…something about this child’s presence feels frightening…
Casey laughs. “Good. I should be frightening.” His blue eye glows, along with his orange eye.
Raphael’s eyes widen. “W-w-what?” He stammers. Did I say my thoughts out loud or something? He wonders frantically to himself.
“Yeah, sure. Let’s go with that.” *Forgot to mention that he talks with an Italian accent.* He flips onto his side in the air and slowly floats in circles around Raphael.
“What is this guy talking about?” Kaf asks Raphael.
Raphael stands there, frozen, staring at Casey as he floats in circles above his head. He swallows, his Adam’s apple wobbling. “I don’t know, Kaz,” he says, his voice a breathy laugh and almost a whole octave higher. “He’s crazy. A lunatic. Like all the messed up creatures here.”
Casey frowns. “Hey, that’s going too far pal. I may be a lunatic, but I ain’t crazy. Well, I am crazy, but I ain’t a lunatic.” Casey waves his hand at a table and a Roulette wheel appears. “Ya like to gamble?”
Raphael, still shaken from the recent interaction, doesn’t have to time to reply before Kaf rushes forward. “Never played! Wasn’t allowed to cause the angels considered it to be satanic. But you learn something new everyday, right?” Kaf pauses, taken aback but his own friendliness. “Uh- well-“
*I’m using an online roulette wheel, if you trust me*
Casey appears behind the wheel. “We’ll start with easy betting. Red or black?”
*suuuuuure I’ll choose to trust you*
Kaf scratches the back of his head. “Uh, red. No, black. No, red. Uh, actually, black. No- eh, well- re- black. I chose black.” He sits there, his body quivering with excitement. His iris start changing shape at a faster and faster rate, almost pinging around his eyes, making him slightly dizzy. “Never mind, I’ll go with Red.”
“And what are ya betting? 5 gold is the low bar.”
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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.
Casey frowns, his blue eye fades and stops glowing. He turns to Raphael. “What about you? Tell me about yourself.”
Raphael gives a sharp intake of air in surprise before regaining his composure. “I owe you nothing, you insolent slime creature,” he says, turning his head upwards and away in defiance. However that doesn’t stop the thought running through his mind; I must admit though…something about this child’s presence feels frightening…
Casey laughs. “Good. I should be frightening.” His blue eye glows, along with his orange eye.
Raphael’s eyes widen. “W-w-what?” He stammers. Did I say my thoughts out loud or something? He wonders frantically to himself.
“Yeah, sure. Let’s go with that.” *Forgot to mention that he talks with an Italian accent.* He flips onto his side in the air and slowly floats in circles around Raphael.
“What is this guy talking about?” Kaf asks Raphael.
Raphael stands there, frozen, staring at Casey as he floats in circles above his head. He swallows, his Adam’s apple wobbling. “I don’t know, Kaz,” he says, his voice a breathy laugh and almost a whole octave higher. “He’s crazy. A lunatic. Like all the messed up creatures here.”
Casey frowns. “Hey, that’s going too far pal. I may be a lunatic, but I ain’t crazy. Well, I am crazy, but I ain’t a lunatic.” Casey waves his hand at a table and a Roulette wheel appears. “Ya like to gamble?”
Raphael, still shaken from the recent interaction, doesn’t have to time to reply before Kaf rushes forward. “Never played! Wasn’t allowed to cause the angels considered it to be satanic. But you learn something new everyday, right?” Kaf pauses, taken aback but his own friendliness. “Uh- well-“
*I’m using an online roulette wheel, if you trust me*
Casey appears behind the wheel. “We’ll start with easy betting. Red or black?”
*suuuuuure I’ll choose to trust you*
Kaf scratches the back of his head. “Uh, red. No, black. No, red. Uh, actually, black. No- eh, well- re- black. I chose black.” He sits there, his body quivering with excitement. His iris start changing shape at a faster and faster rate, almost pinging around his eyes, making him slightly dizzy. “Never mind, I’ll go with Red.”
“And what are ya betting? 5 gold is the low bar.”
“Low bar, what’s a low bar…?” Kaf mutters to himself. “Um, five. That’s the only word in there that I recognized…”
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I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
“Five gold is the minimum you can bet. I’ll match ya.” Casey spins the wheel and lets Kaf throw his ball into the wheel, it clicks and clatters and eventually lands on black thirty three. “Unlucky. Ya wanna play again?” Casey takes Kaf’s five gold as well as his own.
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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.
“Five gold is the minimum you can bet. I’ll match ya.” Casey spins the wheel and lets Kaf throw his ball into the wheel, it clicks and clatters and eventually lands on black thirty three. “Unlucky. Ya wanna play again?” Casey takes Kaf’s five gold as well as his own.
As if snapped out of a daze, Raphael rushes forward and knocks Kaf in the head, shoving him to the side. He looks angry, eyes burning and hair disheveled. “I’m gonna play, you little…you little…” his eyes unfocus as he stutters through trying to think of an insult. “Well, whatever. Doesn’t matter. You know what I think of you anyways. I choose Red, and I bet 50! Can’t beat that, can ya?” Spit flies out of his mouth, passing through Casey’s head. Kaf gives a low whistle. “Uh oh. This isn’t good.”
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I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
“Five gold is the minimum you can bet. I’ll match ya.” Casey spins the wheel and lets Kaf throw his ball into the wheel, it clicks and clatters and eventually lands on black thirty three. “Unlucky. Ya wanna play again?” Casey takes Kaf’s five gold as well as his own.
As if snapped out of a daze, Raphael rushes forward and knocks Kaf in the head, shoving him to the side. He looks angry, eyes burning and hair disheveled. “I’m gonna play, you little…you little…” his eyes unfocus as he stutters through trying to think of an insult. “Well, whatever. Doesn’t matter. You know what I think of you anyways. I choose Red, and I bet 50! Can’t beat that, can ya?” Spit flies out of his mouth, passing through Casey’s head. Kaf gives a low whistle. “Uh oh. This isn’t good.”
*Little does he know, Casey doesn’t give a ****
Casey grins. “I’ll match ya.” He spins the wheel, it lands on red 25. “Lucky day. I’ll go double or nothing if you can get within 5 digits of your guess.”
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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.
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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-)
*A nat 20…*
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
Casey frowns, his blue eye fades and stops glowing. He turns to Raphael. “What about you? Tell me about yourself.”
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
Raphael gives a sharp intake of air in surprise before regaining his composure. “I owe you nothing, you insolent slime creature,” he says, turning his head upwards and away in defiance. However that doesn’t stop the thought running through his mind; I must admit though…something about this child’s presence feels frightening…
(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-)
Casey laughs. “Good. I should be frightening.” His blue eye glows, along with his orange eye.
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
Raphael’s eyes widen. “W-w-what?” He stammers. Did I say my thoughts out loud or something? He wonders frantically to himself.
(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-)
“Yeah, sure. Let’s go with that.” *Forgot to mention that he talks with an Italian accent.* He flips onto his side in the air and slowly floats in circles around Raphael.
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 is this guy talking about?” Kaf asks Raphael.
Raphael stands there, frozen, staring at Casey as he floats in circles above his head. He swallows, his Adam’s apple wobbling. “I don’t know, Kaz,” he says, his voice a breathy laugh and almost a whole octave higher. “He’s crazy. A lunatic. Like all the messed up creatures here.”
(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-)
Casey frowns. “Hey, that’s going too far pal. I may be a lunatic, but I ain’t crazy. Well, I am crazy, but I ain’t a lunatic.” Casey waves his hand at a table and a Roulette wheel appears. “Ya like to gamble?”
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
Raphael, still shaken from the recent interaction, doesn’t have to time to reply before Kaf rushes forward. “Never played! Wasn’t allowed to cause the angels considered it to be satanic. But you learn something new everyday, right?” Kaf pauses, taken aback but his own friendliness. “Uh- well-“
(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’m using an online roulette wheel, if you trust me*
Casey appears behind the wheel. “We’ll start with easy betting. Red or black?”
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
Camilla is reading her book, chanting some sort of eldritch rhyme from the cursed play.
*suuuuuure I’ll choose to trust you*
Kaf scratches the back of his head. “Uh, red. No, black. No, red. Uh, actually, black. No- eh, well- re- black. I chose black.” He sits there, his body quivering with excitement. His iris start changing shape at a faster and faster rate, almost pinging around his eyes, making him slightly dizzy. “Never mind, I’ll go with Red.”
(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-)
Michaelangelo is grumbling to himself as he fills out forms in his office. Most of them are tax forms but some are lawsuits.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
“And what are ya betting? 5 gold is the low bar.”
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
“Low bar, what’s a low bar…?” Kaf mutters to himself. “Um, five. That’s the only word in there that I recognized…”
(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-)
“Five gold is the minimum you can bet. I’ll match ya.” Casey spins the wheel and lets Kaf throw his ball into the wheel, it clicks and clatters and eventually lands on black thirty three. “Unlucky. Ya wanna play again?” Casey takes Kaf’s five gold as well as his own.
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
As if snapped out of a daze, Raphael rushes forward and knocks Kaf in the head, shoving him to the side. He looks angry, eyes burning and hair disheveled. “I’m gonna play, you little…you little…” his eyes unfocus as he stutters through trying to think of an insult. “Well, whatever. Doesn’t matter. You know what I think of you anyways. I choose Red, and I bet 50! Can’t beat that, can ya?” Spit flies out of his mouth, passing through Casey’s head. Kaf gives a low whistle. “Uh oh. This isn’t good.”
(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-)
*Little does he know, Casey doesn’t give a ****
Casey grins. “I’ll match ya.” He spins the wheel, it lands on red 25. “Lucky day. I’ll go double or nothing if you can get within 5 digits of your guess.”
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