There is the clop-clop of the being stumbling a bit in an attempt to get out of the way, followed by a spray of black gore and bone shards. The ball flies through the creature's head, shattering it. Silence for a couple of seconds. The creature is now fully visible. "Well... that..." the belly mouth mutters. "You're, um... strong. No, that's... well, accurate, but not what I meant to say. Paying for that. Yes. That's what I meant."
Rain yells. “I DIDN’T MEAN TO! I ONLY PASSED IT! AHHHHHHH—Wait, are you okay?”
"No, not really, but thank you for asking. I am now bleeding out. I expect you to pay for a cleric or doctor, but you know, it's not like I can get you for it if you don..." He collapses.
There is the clop-clop of the being stumbling a bit in an attempt to get out of the way, followed by a spray of black gore and bone shards. The ball flies through the creature's head, shattering it. Silence for a couple of seconds. The creature is now fully visible. "Well... that..." the belly mouth mutters. "You're, um... strong. No, that's... well, accurate, but not what I meant to say. Paying for that. Yes. That's what I meant."
Rain yells. “I DIDN’T MEAN TO! I ONLY PASSED IT! AHHHHHHH—Wait, are you okay?”
"No, not really, but thank you for asking. I am now bleeding out. I expect you to pay for a cleric or doctor, but you know, it's not like I can get you for it if you don..." He collapses.
Adwin is back to performing for the nowhere crowd. He’s dancing on the roof of the inn, pointing at random contestants and scaring them to death (metaphorically) and telling about the numerous ways they could very easily be killed at any moment. The ringing of ghostly laughter surrounds Adwin as his mask hides his tired and hopeless face.
Rain has just caught his ball. “Want me to kill some?”
“Kill what? Other people? Sure! Go ahead, Spill there blood! DESTROY ALL OF THEM!” He “accidentally” loses his painted mask, revealing his face with warm brown eyes, light skin, and lots of freckles, with dark reddish brown hair that covers part of his eyes. He silently mouths, “Please do, that would be great,” before putting his mask back on.
(I’m gonna find a picture of What Adwin kinda looks like)
Rain kicks his ball into the air, then spikes it straight towards Adwin’s face. “Don’t think I forgot about you dropping that branch on me.” To Hit: 23 Damage: 15
*assuming the ball isn’t magic*
the ball hits Adwin straight in the face, sending him spinning across the roof, before he stops himself and spins back, the ball floating along with him.
”That was fun, but I don’t think that was strong enough! Barely felt it.”
Adwin, barely able to lift the ball, stumbles to edge of the roof in a fancy fashion, before dropping it on Rain, not exactly aiming for him but not being careful not to hit him either.
Adwin is back to performing for the nowhere crowd. He’s dancing on the roof of the inn, pointing at random contestants and scaring them to death (metaphorically) and telling about the numerous ways they could very easily be killed at any moment. The ringing of ghostly laughter surrounds Adwin as his mask hides his tired and hopeless face.
The armors stares at him with an aura of concern.
“Well hiya there! Wanna hear a joke?”
"Friend, I can tell you are pained. Do not try to deny it, your mask tells a lie that can be seen through." The armor gestures for him to come down.
Adwin jumps down to the ground with a little midair twirl, bowing.
”You are delirious! No such thing is happening. Are you sure you’re okay? Do you know how easy it would be to melt in you a pool of boiling magma?”
Adwin drew something in the dirt when he landed, before wiping it away.
they’re watching.
The armor nods "Oh what was I thinking, you look perfect, trick or the eyes I guess."
What is wrong?
The armor writes before wiping it away
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
There is the clop-clop of the being stumbling a bit in an attempt to get out of the way, followed by a spray of black gore and bone shards. The ball flies through the creature's head, shattering it. Silence for a couple of seconds. The creature is now fully visible. "Well... that..." the belly mouth mutters. "You're, um... strong. No, that's... well, accurate, but not what I meant to say. Paying for that. Yes. That's what I meant."
Rain yells. “I DIDN’T MEAN TO! I ONLY PASSED IT! AHHHHHHH—Wait, are you okay?”
"No, not really, but thank you for asking. I am now bleeding out. I expect you to pay for a cleric or doctor, but you know, it's not like I can get you for it if you don..." He collapses.
“Oh god-not again. TACHKOS COME HEAL THIS GUY!”
Tachcos runs over and heals for: 31
non-sus dice roll: 4
The open neck wound closes up. He is still headless.
There is the clop-clop of the being stumbling a bit in an attempt to get out of the way, followed by a spray of black gore and bone shards. The ball flies through the creature's head, shattering it. Silence for a couple of seconds. The creature is now fully visible. "Well... that..." the belly mouth mutters. "You're, um... strong. No, that's... well, accurate, but not what I meant to say. Paying for that. Yes. That's what I meant."
Rain yells. “I DIDN’T MEAN TO! I ONLY PASSED IT! AHHHHHHH—Wait, are you okay?”
"No, not really, but thank you for asking. I am now bleeding out. I expect you to pay for a cleric or doctor, but you know, it's not like I can get you for it if you don..." He collapses.
“Oh god-not again. TACHKOS COME HEAL THIS GUY!”
Tachcos runs over and heals for: 31
non-sus dice roll: 4
The open neck wound closes up. He is still headless.
Adwin is back to performing for the nowhere crowd. He’s dancing on the roof of the inn, pointing at random contestants and scaring them to death (metaphorically) and telling about the numerous ways they could very easily be killed at any moment. The ringing of ghostly laughter surrounds Adwin as his mask hides his tired and hopeless face.
Rain has just caught his ball. “Want me to kill some?”
“Kill what? Other people? Sure! Go ahead, Spill there blood! DESTROY ALL OF THEM!” He “accidentally” loses his painted mask, revealing his face with warm brown eyes, light skin, and lots of freckles, with dark reddish brown hair that covers part of his eyes. He silently mouths, “Please do, that would be great,” before putting his mask back on.
(I’m gonna find a picture of What Adwin kinda looks like)
Rain kicks his ball into the air, then spikes it straight towards Adwin’s face. “Don’t think I forgot about you dropping that branch on me.” To Hit: 23 Damage: 15
*assuming the ball isn’t magic*
the ball hits Adwin straight in the face, sending him spinning across the roof, before he stops himself and spins back, the ball floating along with him.
”That was fun, but I don’t think that was strong enough! Barely felt it.”
Adwin, barely able to lift the ball, stumbles to edge of the roof in a fancy fashion, before dropping it on Rain, not exactly aiming for him but not being careful not to hit him either.
Rain kills the ball’s momentum with a touch of his heel, then walks away.
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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.
Rain walks over to the headless guy. “Uh. For the record, it was a light pass.”
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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.
Adwin is back to performing for the nowhere crowd. He’s dancing on the roof of the inn, pointing at random contestants and scaring them to death (metaphorically) and telling about the numerous ways they could very easily be killed at any moment. The ringing of ghostly laughter surrounds Adwin as his mask hides his tired and hopeless face.
The armors stares at him with an aura of concern.
“Well hiya there! Wanna hear a joke?”
"Friend, I can tell you are pained. Do not try to deny it, your mask tells a lie that can be seen through." The armor gestures for him to come down.
Adwin jumps down to the ground with a little midair twirl, bowing.
”You are delirious! No such thing is happening. Are you sure you’re okay? Do you know how easy it would be to melt in you a pool of boiling magma?”
Adwin drew something in the dirt when he landed, before wiping it away.
they’re watching.
The armor nods "Oh what was I thinking, you look perfect, trick or the eyes I guess."
What is wrong?
The armor writes before wiping it away
“Now, how many wizards does it take to change a torch?”
they can’t know that I’m trying to get rid of them.
Adwin is back to performing for the nowhere crowd. He’s dancing on the roof of the inn, pointing at random contestants and scaring them to death (metaphorically) and telling about the numerous ways they could very easily be killed at any moment. The ringing of ghostly laughter surrounds Adwin as his mask hides his tired and hopeless face.
The armors stares at him with an aura of concern.
“Well hiya there! Wanna hear a joke?”
"Friend, I can tell you are pained. Do not try to deny it, your mask tells a lie that can be seen through." The armor gestures for him to come down.
Adwin jumps down to the ground with a little midair twirl, bowing.
”You are delirious! No such thing is happening. Are you sure you’re okay? Do you know how easy it would be to melt in you a pool of boiling magma?”
Adwin drew something in the dirt when he landed, before wiping it away.
they’re watching.
The armor nods "Oh what was I thinking, you look perfect, trick or the eyes I guess."
What is wrong?
The armor writes before wiping it away
“Now, how many wizards does it take to change a lightbulb?”
Okay we will talk later
"How many does it take my friend.?" The armor says playing into the bit
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Rain comes back with a normal soccer ball, to avoid accidents like that. However it pops when he shoots it at about 50% power.
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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.
Adwin is back to performing for the nowhere crowd. He’s dancing on the roof of the inn, pointing at random contestants and scaring them to death (metaphorically) and telling about the numerous ways they could very easily be killed at any moment. The ringing of ghostly laughter surrounds Adwin as his mask hides his tired and hopeless face.
The armors stares at him with an aura of concern.
“Well hiya there! Wanna hear a joke?”
"Friend, I can tell you are pained. Do not try to deny it, your mask tells a lie that can be seen through." The armor gestures for him to come down.
Adwin jumps down to the ground with a little midair twirl, bowing.
”You are delirious! No such thing is happening. Are you sure you’re okay? Do you know how easy it would be to melt in you a pool of boiling magma?”
Adwin drew something in the dirt when he landed, before wiping it away.
they’re watching.
The armor nods "Oh what was I thinking, you look perfect, trick or the eyes I guess."
What is wrong?
The armor writes before wiping it away
“Now, how many wizards does it take to change a lightbulb?”
Okay we will talk later
"How many does it take my friend.?" The armor says playing into the bit
“Depends on what they’re changing it into! Haha! I came up with that on the spot… ANVIL!” He yells for no apparent reason. There is a sort of whooshing sound faintly coming from above the armor. Like something is falling.
Adwin is back to performing for the nowhere crowd. He’s dancing on the roof of the inn, pointing at random contestants and scaring them to death (metaphorically) and telling about the numerous ways they could very easily be killed at any moment. The ringing of ghostly laughter surrounds Adwin as his mask hides his tired and hopeless face.
The armors stares at him with an aura of concern.
“Well hiya there! Wanna hear a joke?”
"Friend, I can tell you are pained. Do not try to deny it, your mask tells a lie that can be seen through." The armor gestures for him to come down.
Adwin jumps down to the ground with a little midair twirl, bowing.
”You are delirious! No such thing is happening. Are you sure you’re okay? Do you know how easy it would be to melt in you a pool of boiling magma?”
Adwin drew something in the dirt when he landed, before wiping it away.
they’re watching.
The armor nods "Oh what was I thinking, you look perfect, trick or the eyes I guess."
What is wrong?
The armor writes before wiping it away
“Now, how many wizards does it take to change a lightbulb?”
Okay we will talk later
"How many does it take my friend.?" The armor says playing into the bit
“Depends on what they’re changing it into! Haha! I came up with that on the spot… ANVIL!” He yells for no apparent reason. There is a sort of whooshing sound faintly coming from above the armor. Like something is falling.
SORRY
"Oh fun." the armor says tiredly before the anvil completely crashes his helmet. He falls to the ground faking unconsciousness
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
*Yes. Jesters. Very fun (But not always for other people :P)*
*Btw Sergei on the Barnacle was healed with a greater restoration spell, so it might be fun for him to RP with the larva rn*
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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.
Adwin is back to performing for the nowhere crowd. He’s dancing on the roof of the inn, pointing at random contestants and scaring them to death (metaphorically) and telling about the numerous ways they could very easily be killed at any moment. The ringing of ghostly laughter surrounds Adwin as his mask hides his tired and hopeless face.
The armors stares at him with an aura of concern.
“Well hiya there! Wanna hear a joke?”
"Friend, I can tell you are pained. Do not try to deny it, your mask tells a lie that can be seen through." The armor gestures for him to come down.
Adwin jumps down to the ground with a little midair twirl, bowing.
”You are delirious! No such thing is happening. Are you sure you’re okay? Do you know how easy it would be to melt in you a pool of boiling magma?”
Adwin drew something in the dirt when he landed, before wiping it away.
they’re watching.
The armor nods "Oh what was I thinking, you look perfect, trick or the eyes I guess."
What is wrong?
The armor writes before wiping it away
“Now, how many wizards does it take to change a lightbulb?”
Okay we will talk later
"How many does it take my friend.?" The armor says playing into the bit
“Depends on what they’re changing it into! Haha! I came up with that on the spot… ANVIL!” He yells for no apparent reason. There is a sort of whooshing sound faintly coming from above the armor. Like something is falling.
SORRY
"Oh fun." the armor says tiredly before the anvil completely crashes his helmet. He falls to the ground faking unconsciousness
“Huh, and from the beginning of the conversation I believed he had a super… Thick skull!”
Adwin is back to performing for the nowhere crowd. He’s dancing on the roof of the inn, pointing at random contestants and scaring them to death (metaphorically) and telling about the numerous ways they could very easily be killed at any moment. The ringing of ghostly laughter surrounds Adwin as his mask hides his tired and hopeless face.
The armors stares at him with an aura of concern.
“Well hiya there! Wanna hear a joke?”
"Friend, I can tell you are pained. Do not try to deny it, your mask tells a lie that can be seen through." The armor gestures for him to come down.
Adwin jumps down to the ground with a little midair twirl, bowing.
”You are delirious! No such thing is happening. Are you sure you’re okay? Do you know how easy it would be to melt in you a pool of boiling magma?”
Adwin drew something in the dirt when he landed, before wiping it away.
they’re watching.
The armor nods "Oh what was I thinking, you look perfect, trick or the eyes I guess."
What is wrong?
The armor writes before wiping it away
“Now, how many wizards does it take to change a lightbulb?”
Okay we will talk later
"How many does it take my friend.?" The armor says playing into the bit
“Depends on what they’re changing it into! Haha! I came up with that on the spot… ANVIL!” He yells for no apparent reason. There is a sort of whooshing sound faintly coming from above the armor. Like something is falling.
SORRY
"Oh fun." the armor says tiredly before the anvil completely crashes his helmet. He falls to the ground faking unconsciousness
“Huh, and from the beginning of the conversation I believed he had a super… Thick skull!”
the crowd bursts into laughter.
The armor whispers "You're paying for the repairs on this you know."
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
”now, how is everyone doing today?” He shouts to the entire field.
”mm yes how exciting, good for you that sounds fun- I WOULD LIKE TO INFORM EVERYONE ABOUT THE INEVITABILITY OF DEATH!” he yells, cartwheeling towards people in a sinister fashion.
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Tachcos runs over and heals for: 16
non-sus dice roll: 3
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.
Mike rubs the bridge of his nose. “I’m sure it was an honest mistake…”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Ow..."
Tachkos grunts as they heal them
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.
*assuming the ball isn’t magic*
the ball hits Adwin straight in the face, sending him spinning across the roof, before he stops himself and spins back, the ball floating along with him.
”That was fun, but I don’t think that was strong enough! Barely felt it.”
Adwin, barely able to lift the ball, stumbles to edge of the roof in a fancy fashion, before dropping it on Rain, not exactly aiming for him but not being careful not to hit him either.
The armor nods "Oh what was I thinking, you look perfect, trick or the eyes I guess."
What is wrong?
The armor writes before wiping it away
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
The open neck wound closes up. He is still headless.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"do you even need your head?"
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.
Rain kills the ball’s momentum with a touch of his heel, then walks away.
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
Rain walks over to the headless guy. “Uh. For the record, it was a light pass.”
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
“Now, how many wizards does it take to change a torch?”
they can’t know that I’m trying to get rid of them.
Okay we will talk later
"How many does it take my friend.?" The armor says playing into the bit
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Rain comes back with a normal soccer ball, to avoid accidents like that. However it pops when he shoots it at about 50% power.
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
“Depends on what they’re changing it into! Haha! I came up with that on the spot… ANVIL!” He yells for no apparent reason. There is a sort of whooshing sound faintly coming from above the armor. Like something is falling.
SORRY
*btw this is about what Adwin looks like, Art by Alpas [The 7th End]*
https://imgur.com/a/qdSX8r8
"Oh fun." the armor says tiredly before the anvil completely crashes his helmet. He falls to the ground faking unconsciousness
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Yes. Jesters. Very fun (But not always for other people :P)*
*Btw Sergei on the Barnacle was healed with a greater restoration spell, so it might be fun for him to RP with the larva rn*
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
“Huh, and from the beginning of the conversation I believed he had a super… Thick skull!”
the crowd bursts into laughter.
*ooh yes, I think that the Larva would sense the Geas was broken, but it would be kinda interesting if they didn’t.*
The armor whispers "You're paying for the repairs on this you know."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*quote cut!*
”i don’t carry money with me.” Adwin whispers.
”now, how is everyone doing today?” He shouts to the entire field.
”mm yes how exciting, good for you that sounds fun- I WOULD LIKE TO INFORM EVERYONE ABOUT THE INEVITABILITY OF DEATH!” he yells, cartwheeling towards people in a sinister fashion.