”Which would be what? There are few that fit that description.”
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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.
In a field not too close or far from any building in Aspit. The small hooded figure, sure they're all alone, removes their hood to bask in the sun. Under the hood is not the face of a monster, but a child, or what once was one. Their skin is a strange hue of green, their left eye is solid black while their right is not there, replaced by a scarred-over empty socket shielded by creeping vines growing along with flowers from their hair. As the sunlight warms them, they sigh with contentment.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
”Which would be what? There are few that fit that description.”
“I- HNNNnnnNNAAaaHHhAAahhHaaa…” Eito doubles up, glowing very brightly and smoldering so loudly. “If m-my recovered memories are c-correct, it may… have been…”
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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.
”Which would be what? There are few that fit that description.”
“I- HNNNnnnNNAAaaHHhAAahhHaaa…” Eito doubles up, glowing very brightly and smoldering so loudly. “If m-my recovered memories are c-correct, it may… have been…”
“It may have been what now? My father? The Usurper? The Artist?”
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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.
”Which would be what? There are few that fit that description.”
“I- HNNNnnnNNAAaaHHhAAahhHaaa…” Eito doubles up, glowing very brightly and smoldering so loudly. “If m-my recovered memories are c-correct, it may… have been…”
“It may have been what now? My father? The Usurper? The Artist?”
Eito screeches and collapses, writhing in pain. “…P-please… do not say the name…” Their light is becoming a blinding white, yet it’s also thinning.
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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.
In a field not too close or far from any building in Aspit. The small hooded figure, sure they're all alone, removes their hood to bask in the sun. Under the hood is not the face of a monster, but a child, or what once was one. Their skin is a strange hue of green, their left eye is solid black while their right is not there, replaced by a scarred-over empty socket shielded by creeping vines growing along with flowers from their hair. As the sunlight warms them, they sigh with contentment.
*that took a while to get right*
The sun that they see suddenly fades away. The darkness envelopes them. They grow cold and they feel a presence of something they have never felt before. Something that is impossibly powerful.
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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.
”Which would be what? There are few that fit that description.”
“I- HNNNnnnNNAAaaHHhAAahhHaaa…” Eito doubles up, glowing very brightly and smoldering so loudly. “If m-my recovered memories are c-correct, it may… have been…”
“It may have been what now? My father? The Usurper? The Artist?”
Eito screeches and collapses, writhing in pain. “…P-please… do not say the name…” Their light is becoming a blinding white, yet it’s also thinning.
“They name of which?” Skar looks slightly concerned.
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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.
In a field not too close or far from any building in Aspit. The small hooded figure, sure they're all alone, removes their hood to bask in the sun. Under the hood is not the face of a monster, but a child, or what once was one. Their skin is a strange hue of green, their left eye is solid black while their right is not there, replaced by a scarred-over empty socket shielded by creeping vines growing along with flowers from their hair. As the sunlight warms them, they sigh with contentment.
*that took a while to get right*
The sun that they see suddenly fades away. The darkness envelopes them. They grow cold and they feel a presence of something they have never felt before. Something that is impossibly powerful.
They shiver and wrap their cloak around them, filled with horror.
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
”Which would be what? There are few that fit that description.”
“I- HNNNnnnNNAAaaHHhAAahhHaaa…” Eito doubles up, glowing very brightly and smoldering so loudly. “If m-my recovered memories are c-correct, it may… have been…”
“It may have been what now? My father? The Usurper? The Artist?”
Eito screeches and collapses, writhing in pain. “…P-please… do not say the name…” Their light is becoming a blinding white, yet it’s also thinning.
“The name of which?” Skar looks slightly concerned.
“TSSssssssss… your father.” Eito murmurs, excruciated and agonized with no ability to move.
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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.
In a field not too close or far from any building in Aspit. The small hooded figure, sure they're all alone, removes their hood to bask in the sun. Under the hood is not the face of a monster, but a child, or what once was one. Their skin is a strange hue of green, their left eye is solid black while their right is not there, replaced by a scarred-over empty socket shielded by creeping vines growing along with flowers from their hair. As the sunlight warms them, they sigh with contentment.
*that took a while to get right*
The sun that they see suddenly fades away. The darkness envelopes them. They grow cold and they feel a presence of something they have never felt before. Something that is impossibly powerful.
They shiver and wrap their cloak around them, filled with horror.
Something taps their shoulder, but when they check nothing is there. A breeze rustles their hair. A cold, clammy breeze.
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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.
In a field not too close or far from any building in Aspit. The small hooded figure, sure they're all alone, removes their hood to bask in the sun. Under the hood is not the face of a monster, but a child, or what once was one. Their skin is a strange hue of green, their left eye is solid black while their right is not there, replaced by a scarred-over empty socket shielded by creeping vines growing along with flowers from their hair. As the sunlight warms them, they sigh with contentment.
*that took a while to get right*
The sun that they see suddenly fades away. The darkness envelopes them. They grow cold and they feel a presence of something they have never felt before. Something that is impossibly powerful.
They shiver and wrap their cloak around them, filled with horror.
Something taps their shoulder, but when they check nothing is there. A breeze rustles their hair. A cold, clammy breeze.
"Who's there?" they ask, voice wavering with fear.
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
”Which would be what? There are few that fit that description.”
“I- HNNNnnnNNAAaaHHhAAahhHaaa…” Eito doubles up, glowing very brightly and smoldering so loudly. “If m-my recovered memories are c-correct, it may… have been…”
“It may have been what now? My father? The Usurper? The Artist?”
Eito screeches and collapses, writhing in pain. “…P-please… do not say the name…” Their light is becoming a blinding white, yet it’s also thinning.
“The name of which?” Skar looks slightly concerned.
“TSSssssssss… your father.” Eito murmurs, excruciated and agonized with no ability to move.
Skar stares at him coldly. “I did not say his name. Get up.”
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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.
”Which would be what? There are few that fit that description.”
“I- HNNNnnnNNAAaaHHhAAahhHaaa…” Eito doubles up, glowing very brightly and smoldering so loudly. “If m-my recovered memories are c-correct, it may… have been…”
“It may have been what now? My father? The Usurper? The Artist?”
Eito screeches and collapses, writhing in pain. “…P-please… do not say the name…” Their light is becoming a blinding white, yet it’s also thinning.
“The name of which?” Skar looks slightly concerned.
“TSSssssssss… your father.” Eito murmurs, excruciated and agonized with no ability to move.
Skar stares at him coldly. “I did not say his name. Get up.”
Eito stands. “I mean… no disrespect. It is not a feeling I control. As far back as I can remember. I am sorry, great knight.”
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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.
In a field not too close or far from any building in Aspit. The small hooded figure, sure they're all alone, removes their hood to bask in the sun. Under the hood is not the face of a monster, but a child, or what once was one. Their skin is a strange hue of green, their left eye is solid black while their right is not there, replaced by a scarred-over empty socket shielded by creeping vines growing along with flowers from their hair. As the sunlight warms them, they sigh with contentment.
*that took a while to get right*
The sun that they see suddenly fades away. The darkness envelopes them. They grow cold and they feel a presence of something they have never felt before. Something that is impossibly powerful.
They shiver and wrap their cloak around them, filled with horror.
Something taps their shoulder, but when they check nothing is there. A breeze rustles their hair. A cold, clammy breeze.
"Who's there?" they ask, voice wavering with fear.
What they hear is a very low chirping sound, accompanied by a knock of wood with each chirp.
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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.
In a field not too close or far from any building in Aspit. The small hooded figure, sure they're all alone, removes their hood to bask in the sun. Under the hood is not the face of a monster, but a child, or what once was one. Their skin is a strange hue of green, their left eye is solid black while their right is not there, replaced by a scarred-over empty socket shielded by creeping vines growing along with flowers from their hair. As the sunlight warms them, they sigh with contentment.
*that took a while to get right*
The sun that they see suddenly fades away. The darkness envelopes them. They grow cold and they feel a presence of something they have never felt before. Something that is impossibly powerful.
They shiver and wrap their cloak around them, filled with horror.
Something taps their shoulder, but when they check nothing is there. A breeze rustles their hair. A cold, clammy breeze.
"Who's there?" they ask, voice wavering with fear.
What they hear is a very low chirping sound, accompanied by a knock of wood with each chirp.
They take a cautious step out into the darkness, wincing pre-emptively
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
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.
In a field not too close or far from any building in Aspit. The small hooded figure, sure they're all alone, removes their hood to bask in the sun. Under the hood is not the face of a monster, but a child, or what once was one. Their skin is a strange hue of green, their left eye is solid black while their right is not there, replaced by a scarred-over empty socket shielded by creeping vines growing along with flowers from their hair. As the sunlight warms them, they sigh with contentment.
*that took a while to get right*
The sun that they see suddenly fades away. The darkness envelopes them. They grow cold and they feel a presence of something they have never felt before. Something that is impossibly powerful.
They shiver and wrap their cloak around them, filled with horror.
Something taps their shoulder, but when they check nothing is there. A breeze rustles their hair. A cold, clammy breeze.
"Who's there?" they ask, voice wavering with fear.
What they hear is a very low chirping sound, accompanied by a knock of wood with each chirp.
They take a cautious step out into the darkness, wincing pre-emptively
A tiny light flickers from the darkness. It illuminates a radius of only a couple inches. It is a candle.
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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.
TRON LIVES
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*Cut*
”Which would be what? There are few that fit that description.”
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
In a field not too close or far from any building in Aspit. The small hooded figure, sure they're all alone, removes their hood to bask in the sun. Under the hood is not the face of a monster, but a child, or what once was one. Their skin is a strange hue of green, their left eye is solid black while their right is not there, replaced by a scarred-over empty socket shielded by creeping vines growing along with flowers from their hair. As the sunlight warms them, they sigh with contentment.
*that took a while to get right*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
“I- HNNNnnnNNAAaaHHhAAahhHaaa…” Eito doubles up, glowing very brightly and smoldering so loudly. “If m-my recovered memories are c-correct, it may… have been…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“It may have been what now? My father? The Usurper? The Artist?”
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
Eito screeches and collapses, writhing in pain. “…P-please… do not say the name…” Their light is becoming a blinding white, yet it’s also thinning.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The sun that they see suddenly fades away. The darkness envelopes them. They grow cold and they feel a presence of something they have never felt before. Something that is impossibly powerful.
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
“They name of which?” Skar looks slightly concerned.
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
They shiver and wrap their cloak around them, filled with horror.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
“TSSssssssss… your father.” Eito murmurs, excruciated and agonized with no ability to move.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Something taps their shoulder, but when they check nothing is there. A breeze rustles their hair. A cold, clammy breeze.
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
"Who's there?" they ask, voice wavering with fear.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Skar stares at him coldly. “I did not say his name. Get up.”
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
Reqka rides Atlas out of Absit, scavenging for any sort of thing they can get
*Nature check for what kinds of natural things I may find here:
22
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Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Eito stands. “I mean… no disrespect. It is not a feeling I control. As far back as I can remember. I am sorry, great knight.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
What they hear is a very low chirping sound, accompanied by a knock of wood with each chirp.
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
They take a cautious step out into the darkness, wincing pre-emptively
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*seems like gradius vanished*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*probably*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
*Nop*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
A tiny light flickers from the darkness. It illuminates a radius of only a couple inches. It is a candle.
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