Suddenly, in one of the many rooms filled with cryogenic chambers, a loud sound echoes throughout the room. It is the crash of a hand emerging from the ice and breaking through its chamber. The person wrenches open their chamber and shatters the ice they were frozen in. They step out, metallic feet clanking against the ground. The person seems to be a robotic humanoid. Their face is a reflective black screen and their body is made of a sleek, white metal with some rubber on the joints. Their neck whirs when they slowly turn their head around, surveying the area.
Its voice comes out as a low tone with a slightly melancholic hint.
[This area is not one in my gallery. Where was I put after I was powered down?] It thinks out loud.
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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.
Suddenly, in one of the many rooms filled with cryogenic chambers, a loud sound echoes throughout the room. It is the crash of a hand emerging from the ice and breaking through its chamber. The person wrenches open their chamber and shatters the ice they were frozen in. They step out, metallic feet clanking against the ground. The person seems to be a robotic humanoid. Their face is a reflective black screen and their body is made of a sleek, white metal with some rubber on the joints. Their neck whirs when they slowly turn their head around, surveying the area.
Its voice comes out as a low tone with a slightly melancholic hint.
[This area is not one in my gallery. Where was I put after I was powered down?] It thinks out loud.
A hologram beams up from the ground in front of them, portraying a human woman, in clothes that might be like those of an air stewardess. "Good morning!" It welcomes. "Glad you're awake. You have exactly 6 months to enjoy your stay here, before we arrive at your new home!" She points at a panel next to her, which clearly shows a timer, which you presume should be counting down from 6 months, but instead shows 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*No juice bar? I’m disappointed, but I’ll intro here nonetheless.*
*We have a proper bar, that could also sell juice! I never made the juice bar in the tst either, y'all came up with it. Maybe the same can happen here :D*
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*No juice bar? I’m disappointed, but I’ll intro here nonetheless.*
*We have a proper bar, that could also sell juice! I never made the juice bar in the tst either, y'all came up with it. Maybe the same can happen here :D*
Suddenly, in one of the many rooms filled with cryogenic chambers, a loud sound echoes throughout the room. It is the crash of a hand emerging from the ice and breaking through its chamber. The person wrenches open their chamber and shatters the ice they were frozen in. They step out, metallic feet clanking against the ground. The person seems to be a robotic humanoid. Their face is a reflective black screen and their body is made of a sleek, white metal with some rubber on the joints. Their neck whirs when they slowly turn their head around, surveying the area.
Its voice comes out as a low tone with a slightly melancholic hint.
[This area is not one in my gallery. Where was I put after I was powered down?] It thinks out loud.
A hologram beams up from the ground in front of them, portraying a human woman, in clothes that might be like those of an air stewardess. "Good morning!" It welcomes. "Glad you're awake. You have exactly 6 months to enjoy your stay here, before we arrive at your new home!" She points at a panel next to her, which clearly shows a timer, which you presume should be counting down from 6 months, but instead shows 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days.
The robot turns its head slowly, standing completely still.
[That says 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days. Possibly your counting is off.]
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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.
Suddenly, in one of the many rooms filled with cryogenic chambers, a loud sound echoes throughout the room. It is the crash of a hand emerging from the ice and breaking through its chamber. The person wrenches open their chamber and shatters the ice they were frozen in. They step out, metallic feet clanking against the ground. The person seems to be a robotic humanoid. Their face is a reflective black screen and their body is made of a sleek, white metal with some rubber on the joints. Their neck whirs when they slowly turn their head around, surveying the area.
Its voice comes out as a low tone with a slightly melancholic hint.
[This area is not one in my gallery. Where was I put after I was powered down?] It thinks out loud.
A hologram beams up from the ground in front of them, portraying a human woman, in clothes that might be like those of an air stewardess. "Good morning!" It welcomes. "Glad you're awake. You have exactly 6 months to enjoy your stay here, before we arrive at your new home!" She points at a panel next to her, which clearly shows a timer, which you presume should be counting down from 6 months, but instead shows 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days.
The robot turns its head slowly, standing completely still.
[That says 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days. Possibly your counting is off.]
The hologram buzzes slightly, as if pausing to think. "We hope you enjoy your stay! If you have any questions, please don't worry! We will arrive at our destination in not too long at all." She continues to smile welcomingly.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Suddenly, in one of the many rooms filled with cryogenic chambers, a loud sound echoes throughout the room. It is the crash of a hand emerging from the ice and breaking through its chamber. The person wrenches open their chamber and shatters the ice they were frozen in. They step out, metallic feet clanking against the ground. The person seems to be a robotic humanoid. Their face is a reflective black screen and their body is made of a sleek, white metal with some rubber on the joints. Their neck whirs when they slowly turn their head around, surveying the area.
Its voice comes out as a low tone with a slightly melancholic hint.
[This area is not one in my gallery. Where was I put after I was powered down?] It thinks out loud.
A hologram beams up from the ground in front of them, portraying a human woman, in clothes that might be like those of an air stewardess. "Good morning!" It welcomes. "Glad you're awake. You have exactly 6 months to enjoy your stay here, before we arrive at your new home!" She points at a panel next to her, which clearly shows a timer, which you presume should be counting down from 6 months, but instead shows 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days.
The robot turns its head slowly, standing completely still.
[That says 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days. Possibly your counting is off.]
The hologram buzzes slightly, as if pausing to think. "We hope you enjoy your stay! If you have any questions, please don't worry! We will arrive at our destination in not too long at all." She continues to smile welcomingly.
The robot turns on its heel and goes to the bar, walking slowly and tiredly.
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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.
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.
Suddenly, in one of the many rooms filled with cryogenic chambers, a loud sound echoes throughout the room. It is the crash of a hand emerging from the ice and breaking through its chamber. The person wrenches open their chamber and shatters the ice they were frozen in. They step out, metallic feet clanking against the ground. The person seems to be a robotic humanoid. Their face is a reflective black screen and their body is made of a sleek, white metal with some rubber on the joints. Their neck whirs when they slowly turn their head around, surveying the area.
Its voice comes out as a low tone with a slightly melancholic hint.
[This area is not one in my gallery. Where was I put after I was powered down?] It thinks out loud.
A hologram beams up from the ground in front of them, portraying a human woman, in clothes that might be like those of an air stewardess. "Good morning!" It welcomes. "Glad you're awake. You have exactly 6 months to enjoy your stay here, before we arrive at your new home!" She points at a panel next to her, which clearly shows a timer, which you presume should be counting down from 6 months, but instead shows 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days.
The robot turns its head slowly, standing completely still.
[That says 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days. Possibly your counting is off.]
The hologram buzzes slightly, as if pausing to think. "We hope you enjoy your stay! If you have any questions, please don't worry! We will arrive at our destination in not too long at all." She continues to smile welcomingly.
The robot turns on its heel and goes to the bar, walking slowly and tiredly.
Arthur perks up as he sees the new arrival. "Good morning! Can I get you anything? You look like you could use something to raise your enthusiasm."
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Suddenly, in one of the many rooms filled with cryogenic chambers, a loud sound echoes throughout the room. It is the crash of a hand emerging from the ice and breaking through its chamber. The person wrenches open their chamber and shatters the ice they were frozen in. They step out, metallic feet clanking against the ground. The person seems to be a robotic humanoid. Their face is a reflective black screen and their body is made of a sleek, white metal with some rubber on the joints. Their neck whirs when they slowly turn their head around, surveying the area.
Its voice comes out as a low tone with a slightly melancholic hint.
[This area is not one in my gallery. Where was I put after I was powered down?] It thinks out loud.
A hologram beams up from the ground in front of them, portraying a human woman, in clothes that might be like those of an air stewardess. "Good morning!" It welcomes. "Glad you're awake. You have exactly 6 months to enjoy your stay here, before we arrive at your new home!" She points at a panel next to her, which clearly shows a timer, which you presume should be counting down from 6 months, but instead shows 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days.
The robot turns its head slowly, standing completely still.
[That says 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days. Possibly your counting is off.]
The hologram buzzes slightly, as if pausing to think. "We hope you enjoy your stay! If you have any questions, please don't worry! We will arrive at our destination in not too long at all." She continues to smile welcomingly.
The robot turns on its heel and goes to the bar, walking slowly and tiredly.
Arthur perks up as he sees the new arrival. "Good morning! Can I get you anything? You look like you could use something to raise your enthusiasm."
The robot sits down at a stool. [Oh, what’s the point? I wasn’t designed to be enthusiastic. I will have a drink, though.]
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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.
*Sorry for the delayed responses, I’m running in some horrible internet*
*No worries lmao, I'm still in school, so my replies are pretty slow too.*
*I’m in first period 😰 this is gonna be a long day*
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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.
Suddenly, in one of the many rooms filled with cryogenic chambers, a loud sound echoes throughout the room. It is the crash of a hand emerging from the ice and breaking through its chamber. The person wrenches open their chamber and shatters the ice they were frozen in. They step out, metallic feet clanking against the ground. The person seems to be a robotic humanoid. Their face is a reflective black screen and their body is made of a sleek, white metal with some rubber on the joints. Their neck whirs when they slowly turn their head around, surveying the area.
Its voice comes out as a low tone with a slightly melancholic hint.
[This area is not one in my gallery. Where was I put after I was powered down?] It thinks out loud.
A hologram beams up from the ground in front of them, portraying a human woman, in clothes that might be like those of an air stewardess. "Good morning!" It welcomes. "Glad you're awake. You have exactly 6 months to enjoy your stay here, before we arrive at your new home!" She points at a panel next to her, which clearly shows a timer, which you presume should be counting down from 6 months, but instead shows 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days.
The robot turns its head slowly, standing completely still.
[That says 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days. Possibly your counting is off.]
The hologram buzzes slightly, as if pausing to think. "We hope you enjoy your stay! If you have any questions, please don't worry! We will arrive at our destination in not too long at all." She continues to smile welcomingly.
The robot turns on its heel and goes to the bar, walking slowly and tiredly.
Arthur perks up as he sees the new arrival. "Good morning! Can I get you anything? You look like you could use something to raise your enthusiasm."
The robot sits down at a stool. [Oh, what’s the point? I wasn’t designed to be enthusiastic. I will have a drink, though.]
He nods, accepting the statement. "What would you like? Anything in particular?"
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Sorry for the delayed responses, I’m running in some horrible internet*
*No worries lmao, I'm still in school, so my replies are pretty slow too.*
*I’m in first period 😰 this is gonna be a long day*
*Good luck man, school really sucks cause it takes us away from dnd. Cause timezones my school day only has an hour or so left, but I did get to write up this tavern during my break though, which made the day a little more exciting*
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*See you :D*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
Suddenly, in one of the many rooms filled with cryogenic chambers, a loud sound echoes throughout the room. It is the crash of a hand emerging from the ice and breaking through its chamber. The person wrenches open their chamber and shatters the ice they were frozen in. They step out, metallic feet clanking against the ground. The person seems to be a robotic humanoid. Their face is a reflective black screen and their body is made of a sleek, white metal with some rubber on the joints. Their neck whirs when they slowly turn their head around, surveying the area.
Its voice comes out as a low tone with a slightly melancholic hint.
[This area is not one in my gallery. Where was I put after I was powered down?] It thinks out loud.
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 hologram beams up from the ground in front of them, portraying a human woman, in clothes that might be like those of an air stewardess. "Good morning!" It welcomes. "Glad you're awake. You have exactly 6 months to enjoy your stay here, before we arrive at your new home!" She points at a panel next to her, which clearly shows a timer, which you presume should be counting down from 6 months, but instead shows 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*No juice bar? I’m disappointed, but I’ll intro here nonetheless.*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*We have a proper bar, that could also sell juice! I never made the juice bar in the tst either, y'all came up with it. Maybe the same can happen here :D*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Thats a fair compromise!*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
The robot turns its head slowly, standing completely still.
[That says 296 years, 3 months, and 12 days. Possibly your counting is off.]
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
The hologram buzzes slightly, as if pausing to think. "We hope you enjoy your stay! If you have any questions, please don't worry! We will arrive at our destination in not too long at all." She continues to smile welcomingly.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The robot turns on its heel and goes to the bar, walking slowly and tiredly.
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
*Sorry for the delayed responses, I’m running in some horrible internet*
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
Arthur perks up as he sees the new arrival. "Good morning! Can I get you anything? You look like you could use something to raise your enthusiasm."
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*No worries lmao, I'm still in school, so my replies are pretty slow too.*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
The robot sits down at a stool. [Oh, what’s the point? I wasn’t designed to be enthusiastic. I will have a drink, though.]
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’m in first period 😰 this is gonna be a long day*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
He nods, accepting the statement. "What would you like? Anything in particular?"
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*This is such an intriguing premise. I have to think up a character pronto.*
*Good luck man, school really sucks cause it takes us away from dnd. Cause timezones my school day only has an hour or so left, but I did get to write up this tavern during my break though, which made the day a little more exciting*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*yo dark!*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Howdy Drummer! It’s been awhile. It’s cool to see all these old folks who haven’t been around for a while show up again.*
*I know, its awesome just to be back, let alone see all these old faces again.*
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.