A human girl with black hair, green eyes, and a darkened/sorrowful face walk into town. She is wearing a dress of blueish/purple. She walks with a graceful step. Her eyes are full of sorrow and conflict.
The man passes by her. "Hello. What were you brought here for?"
The girl would startle. Clearly lost in her own thoughts and world. “oh- um I’m here to find a place to stay for the night. You?”
"Ha! I wish I wasn't stuck in here. No, I tried to show the world the lies the 'Saviour' (he air quotes) created. I may or may not have started a small resistance. So, because they can't bear to see someone exposing the truth on them, they locked me up here. Tyrants if I've ever seen any." He clutches his amulet. "The Usurper must have been a much better leader."
The man hears a deep voice behind him. One he had heard all too many times. “I wouldn’t let anybody hear you say that, friend.”
He slowly turns around.
Behind stands Skar the Mighty, he towers over the man by at least 15 feet. His arms are crossed, his massive greatsword is clipped to his back.
"Ah. Skar. Good seeing you, my friend. But tell me, why can I not say what I want?"
an angelic being walks in- with a nonexistent lizard disappearing from their hand
"hmm- probably shouldn't wildshape right now"
The man puts his hand up at the angelic being to signal silence. "Hang on. Clearly Skar has something important to say, if he's spending his time talking to ants such as ourselves."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A human girl with black hair, green eyes, and a darkened/sorrowful face walk into town. She is wearing a dress of blueish/purple. She walks with a graceful step. Her eyes are full of sorrow and conflict.
The man passes by her. "Hello. What were you brought here for?"
The girl would startle. Clearly lost in her own thoughts and world. “oh- um I’m here to find a place to stay for the night. You?”
"Ha! I wish I wasn't stuck in here. No, I tried to show the world the lies the 'Saviour' (he air quotes) created. I may or may not have started a small resistance. So, because they can't bear to see someone exposing the truth on them, they locked me up here. Tyrants if I've ever seen any." He clutches his amulet. "The Usurper must have been a much better leader."
The man hears a deep voice behind him. One he had heard all too many times. “I wouldn’t let anybody hear you say that, friend.”
He slowly turns around.
Behind stands Skar the Mighty, he towers over the man by at least 15 feet. His arms are crossed, his massive greatsword is clipped to his back.
"Ah. Skar. Good seeing you, my friend. But tell me, why can I not say what I want?"
an angelic being walks in- with a nonexistent lizard disappearing from their hand
"hmm- probably shouldn't wildshape right now"
The man puts his hand up at the angelic being to signal silence. "Hang on. Clearly Skar has something important to say, if he's spending his time talking to ants such as ourselves."
"I consider myself more as a moth" angelic moth wings start to appear than stop (I'm not wasting radiant soul right now)
Seated outside Bilzo’s Bourbon and a Bite is a twiggy monster laden with baskets. Each of her four arms holds a different one, and each basket is filled to the brim with fruit and sweets. Small children surround the creature, begging for the items; she hands them out patiently and deliberately, ensuring each child gets their fair share and nothing more. Her body is covered in thin, fluffy hair that hides most of her features; only her six eyes stand out.
Seated outside Bilzo’s Bourbon and a Bite is a twiggy monster laden with baskets. Each of her four arms holds a different one, and each basket is filled to the brim with fruit and sweets. Small children surround the creature, begging for the items; she hands them out patiently and deliberately, ensuring each child gets their fair share and nothing more. Her body is covered in thin, fluffy hair that hides most of her features; only her six eyes stand out.
A human girl with black hair, green eyes, and a darkened/sorrowful face walk into town. She is wearing a dress of blueish/purple. She walks with a graceful step. Her eyes are full of sorrow and conflict.
The man passes by her. "Hello. What were you brought here for?"
The girl would startle. Clearly lost in her own thoughts and world. “oh- um I’m here to find a place to stay for the night. You?”
"Ha! I wish I wasn't stuck in here. No, I tried to show the world the lies the 'Saviour' (he air quotes) created. I may or may not have started a small resistance. So, because they can't bear to see someone exposing the truth on them, they locked me up here. Tyrants if I've ever seen any." He clutches his amulet. "The Usurper must have been a much better leader."
The man hears a deep voice behind him. One he had heard all too many times. “I wouldn’t let anybody hear you say that, friend.”
He slowly turns around.
Behind stands Skar the Mighty, he towers over the man by at least 15 feet. His arms are crossed, his massive greatsword is clipped to his back.
"Ah. Skar. Good seeing you, my friend. But tell me, why can I not say what I want?"
an angelic being walks in- with a nonexistent lizard disappearing from their hand
"hmm- probably shouldn't wildshape right now"
The man puts his hand up at the angelic being to signal silence. "Hang on. Clearly Skar has something important to say, if he's spending his time talking to ants such as ourselves."
"I consider myself more as a moth" angelic moth wings start to appear than stop (I'm not wasting radiant soul right now)
"Any type of insect. Then you're accurate to what Skar calls us. Honestly, I'm flattered."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Seated outside Bilzo’s Bourbon and a Bite is a twiggy monster laden with baskets. Each of her four arms holds a different one, and each basket is filled to the brim with fruit and sweets. Small children surround the creature, begging for the items; she hands them out patiently and deliberately, ensuring each child gets their fair share and nothing more. Her body is covered in thin, fluffy hair that hides most of her features; only her six eyes stand out.
Seated outside Bilzo’s Bourbon and a Bite is a twiggy monster laden with baskets. Each of her four arms holds a different one, and each basket is filled to the brim with fruit and sweets. Small children surround the creature, begging for the items; she hands them out patiently and deliberately, ensuring each child gets their fair share and nothing more. Her body is covered in thin, fluffy hair that hides most of her features; only her six eyes stand out.
I walk outside. "hello!" "who are you?"
Her voice rings out like the combined force of a supernatural choir. “Take a guess, little one.”
Seated outside Bilzo’s Bourbon and a Bite is a twiggy monster laden with baskets. Each of her four arms holds a different one, and each basket is filled to the brim with fruit and sweets. Small children surround the creature, begging for the items; she hands them out patiently and deliberately, ensuring each child gets their fair share and nothing more. Her body is covered in thin, fluffy hair that hides most of her features; only her six eyes stand out.
I walk outside. "hello!" "who are you?"
Her voice rings out like the combined force of a supernatural choir. “Take a guess, little one.”
"Sareika?" "My pet moth has said so much about you!" In Celestial: <ATLAS! ATLAS! COME OVER HERE ATLAS!>
*Is disrespecting the Saviour actually against the rules, or is that flavor text?*
*more flavor Text, I mean like in game most people wouldn’t like a character who does that because it’s their king but you can still do it, it’s exciting that way. Emphasis on most people.*
A human girl with black hair, green eyes, and a darkened/sorrowful face walk into town. She is wearing a dress of blueish/purple. She walks with a graceful step. Her eyes are full of sorrow and conflict.
The man passes by her. "Hello. What were you brought here for?"
The girl would startle. Clearly lost in her own thoughts and world. “oh- um I’m here to find a place to stay for the night. You?”
"Ha! I wish I wasn't stuck in here. No, I tried to show the world the lies the 'Saviour' (he air quotes) created. I may or may not have started a small resistance. So, because they can't bear to see someone exposing the truth on them, they locked me up here. Tyrants if I've ever seen any." He clutches his amulet. "The Usurper must have been a much better leader."
The man hears a deep voice behind him. One he had heard all too many times. “I wouldn’t let anybody hear you say that, friend.”
He slowly turns around.
Behind stands Skar the Mighty, he towers over the man by at least 15 feet. His arms are crossed, his massive greatsword is clipped to his back.
"Ah. Skar. Good seeing you, my friend. But tell me, why can I not say what I want?"
Skar scoffs. “You do not address me as if we are friends. I was merely being formal. You are but an insect to me.”
"Then why do you waste your time talking to me?" He tilts his head inquisitively to mock Skar.
Skar leans down to meet his eyes. He stares into them for several seconds, before letting out a booming laugh. He stands up straight. “I kid, I kid! I am here to comfort those who are about to die. Come, come, have a drink with me!”
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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.
*Is disrespecting the Saviour actually against the rules, or is that flavor text?*
*more flavor Text, I mean like in game most people wouldn’t like a character who does that because it’s their king but you can still do it, it’s exciting that way. Emphasis on most people.*
*so I could go all- 'silence king- we hate you!' and then unalive him- if need be?*
*Is disrespecting the Saviour actually against the rules, or is that flavor text?*
*more flavor Text, I mean like in game most people wouldn’t like a character who does that because it’s their king but you can still do it, it’s exciting that way. Emphasis on most people.*
*so I could go all- 'silence king- we hate you!' and then unalive him- if need be?*
*Is disrespecting the Saviour actually against the rules, or is that flavor text?*
*more flavor Text, I mean like in game most people wouldn’t like a character who does that because it’s their king but you can still do it, it’s exciting that way. Emphasis on most people.*
*so I could go all- 'silence king- we hate you!' and then unalive him- if need be?*
*Is disrespecting the Saviour actually against the rules, or is that flavor text?*
*more flavor Text, I mean like in game most people wouldn’t like a character who does that because it’s their king but you can still do it, it’s exciting that way. Emphasis on most people.*
*so I could go all- 'silence king- we hate you!' and then unalive him- if need be?*
*sorry just to clarify, unalive who?*
*…The king is a god of war and conquest…*
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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.
*Is disrespecting the Saviour actually against the rules, or is that flavor text?*
*more flavor Text, I mean like in game most people wouldn’t like a character who does that because it’s their king but you can still do it, it’s exciting that way. Emphasis on most people.*
*so I could go all- 'silence king- we hate you!' and then unalive him- if need be?*
Seated outside Bilzo’s Bourbon and a Bite is a twiggy monster laden with baskets. Each of her four arms holds a different one, and each basket is filled to the brim with fruit and sweets. Small children surround the creature, begging for the items; she hands them out patiently and deliberately, ensuring each child gets their fair share and nothing more. Her body is covered in thin, fluffy hair that hides most of her features; only her six eyes stand out.
I walk outside. "hello!" "who are you?"
Her voice rings out like the combined force of a supernatural choir. “Take a guess, little one.”
"Sareika?" "My pet moth has said so much about you!" In Celestial: <ATLAS! ATLAS! COME OVER HERE ATLAS!>
Sareika tilts her head inquisitively. <No need to shout, friend. I hear you loud and clear.>
Seated outside Bilzo’s Bourbon and a Bite is a twiggy monster laden with baskets. Each of her four arms holds a different one, and each basket is filled to the brim with fruit and sweets. Small children surround the creature, begging for the items; she hands them out patiently and deliberately, ensuring each child gets their fair share and nothing more. Her body is covered in thin, fluffy hair that hides most of her features; only her six eyes stand out.
I walk outside. "hello!" "who are you?"
Her voice rings out like the combined force of a supernatural choir. “Take a guess, little one.”
"Sareika?" "My pet moth has said so much about you!" In Celestial: <ATLAS! ATLAS! COME OVER HERE ATLAS!>
Seated outside Bilzo’s Bourbon and a Bite is a twiggy monster laden with baskets. Each of her four arms holds a different one, and each basket is filled to the brim with fruit and sweets. Small children surround the creature, begging for the items; she hands them out patiently and deliberately, ensuring each child gets their fair share and nothing more. Her body is covered in thin, fluffy hair that hides most of her features; only her six eyes stand out.
I walk outside. "hello!" "who are you?"
Her voice rings out like the combined force of a supernatural choir. “Take a guess, little one.”
"Sareika?" "My pet moth has said so much about you!" In Celestial: <ATLAS! ATLAS! COME OVER HERE ATLAS!>
Sareika tilts her head inquisitively. <No need to shout, friend. I hear you loud and clear.>
"Oh no- is was calling my giant moth" points to atlas
The man puts his hand up at the angelic being to signal silence. "Hang on. Clearly Skar has something important to say, if he's spending his time talking to ants such as ourselves."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
"I consider myself more as a moth" angelic moth wings start to appear than stop (I'm not wasting radiant soul right now)
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.
Seated outside Bilzo’s Bourbon and a Bite is a twiggy monster laden with baskets. Each of her four arms holds a different one, and each basket is filled to the brim with fruit and sweets. Small children surround the creature, begging for the items; she hands them out patiently and deliberately, ensuring each child gets their fair share and nothing more. Her body is covered in thin, fluffy hair that hides most of her features; only her six eyes stand out.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
I walk outside. "hello!" "who are you?"
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.
"Any type of insect. Then you're accurate to what Skar calls us. Honestly, I'm flattered."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
"wait- are you Sareika- Knight of Kindness?"
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.
Her voice rings out like the combined force of a supernatural choir. “Take a guess, little one.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
"Sareika?" "My pet moth has said so much about you!" In Celestial: <ATLAS! ATLAS! COME OVER HERE ATLAS!>
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.
*gtg for a bit again*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*Is disrespecting the Saviour actually against the rules, or is that flavor text?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*more flavor Text, I mean like in game most people wouldn’t like a character who does that because it’s their king but you can still do it, it’s exciting that way. Emphasis on most people.*
Skar leans down to meet his eyes. He stares into them for several seconds, before letting out a booming laugh. He stands up straight. “I kid, I kid! I am here to comfort those who are about to die. Come, come, have a drink with me!”
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
*so I could go all- 'silence king- we hate you!' and then unalive him- if need be?*
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.
*sorry just to clarify, unalive who?*
*the savior*
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.
*…The king is a god of war and conquest…*
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 mean… you can certainly try.*
*Plot point alert!*
Sareika tilts her head inquisitively. <No need to shout, friend. I hear you loud and clear.>
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
Atlas the moth rushes towards me
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.
"Oh no- is was calling my giant moth" points to atlas
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.