*Fellini could technically one shot him without confronting him at all*
*Again his stand is just a lil bit op.*
*It is, but again the villain is level twenty and can apparently deal over 100 damage with his fists in one round*
*Valid point, but like bro. How can he one shot him?*
*Three way with a dead body, take a sword to it's neck and decapitate the body using Hamon to slow his regeneration, then just place his head in the sun.*
*Yeah but would he do that? Or would Don let him?*
*By the time that becomes an option he wouldn't hesitate, and he would make sure Don wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Like he's restrained or in blinding pain from Paolo's stand, then he get overwhelmed and WHACK*
*Again fair point, but what if he dies before then? He gets Kakyoined?*
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.
Lucci is walking around, now less absolutely livid then he was before. He is slurping on a blood bag that he calls Kool aid whenever someone asks. He is looking for anyone.
A new arrival is in the city, A caribbean man in all baggy clothes, he is walking around with headphones on, playing 'Casino Queen' at max volume.
the scruffy looking man is looking for any kind of work
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Lucci is walking around, now less absolutely livid then he was before. He is slurping on a blood bag that he calls Kool aid whenever someone asks. He is looking for anyone.
A new arrival is in the city, A caribbean man in all baggy clothes.
A man who looks like his hair was blown about in a tornado with a thin beard that goes down to the base of his neck and wearing a purple sweater is holding a pair of large ants in the palm of his hand, looking upon them fondly.
He smells heavy smoke.
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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.
A man who looks like his hair was blown about in a tornado with a thin beard that goes down to the base of his neck and wearing a purple sweater is holding a pair of large ants in the palm of his hand, looking upon them fondly.
He smells heavy smoke.
The man raises a brow, putting his hands in his pockets "What's up mon?" He turns off his headphones and puts it on his neck.
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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.
A man who looks like his hair was blown about in a tornado with a thin beard that goes down to the base of his neck and wearing a purple sweater is holding a pair of large ants in the palm of his hand, looking upon them fondly.
He smells heavy smoke.
The man raises a brow, putting his hands in his pockets "What's up mon?" He turns off his headphones and puts it on his neck.
*the first one was for lucci*
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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.
A man who looks like his hair was blown about in a tornado with a thin beard that goes down to the base of his neck and wearing a purple sweater is holding a pair of large ants in the palm of his hand, looking upon them fondly.
He smells heavy smoke.
*the first one was for lucci*
*Dang did we both intro someone new? My bad.* Lucci looks at the man but says nothing
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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.
A man who looks like his hair was blown about in a tornado with a thin beard that goes down to the base of his neck and wearing a purple sweater is holding a pair of large ants in the palm of his hand, looking upon them fondly.
He smells heavy smoke.
*the first one was for lucci*
*Dang did we both intro someone new? My bad.* Lucci looks at the man but says nothing
The man smiles at you, and many ants crawl over his sweater.
Fulvio fades into existence behind him.
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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.
A man who looks like his hair was blown about in a tornado with a thin beard that goes down to the base of his neck and wearing a purple sweater is holding a pair of large ants in the palm of his hand, looking upon them fondly.
He smells heavy smoke.
*Dang did we both intro someone new? My bad.* Lucci looks at the man but says nothing
The man smiles at you, and many ants crawl over his sweater.
Fulvio fades into existence behind him.
"You realize you are cover in ants right? Oh and Fulvio I called one of my great grandsons to come help."
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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.
A man who looks like his hair was blown about in a tornado with a thin beard that goes down to the base of his neck and wearing a purple sweater is holding a pair of large ants in the palm of his hand, looking upon them fondly.
He smells heavy smoke.
*Dang did we both intro someone new? My bad.* Lucci looks at the man but says nothing
The man smiles at you, and many ants crawl over his sweater.
Fulvio fades into existence behind him.
"You realize you are cover in ants right? Oh and Fulvio I called one of my great grandsons to come help."
“Yes, yes I do.” He grins at Lucci.
“I thought I knew all your descendants!” Fulvio whispers as to not attract attention from the man.
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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.
A man who looks like his hair was blown about in a tornado with a thin beard that goes down to the base of his neck and wearing a purple sweater is holding a pair of large ants in the palm of his hand, looking upon them fondly.
He smells heavy smoke.
*Dang did we both intro someone new? My bad.* Lucci looks at the man but says nothing
The man smiles at you, and many ants crawl over his sweater.
Fulvio fades into existence behind him.
"You realize you are cover in ants right? Oh and Fulvio I called one of my great grandsons to come help."
“Yes, yes I do.” He grins at Lucci.
“I thought I knew all your descendants!” Fulvio whispers as to not attract attention from the man.
Lucci turns to Fulvio "I think you met him when he was younger, he was the one with the big ego." He turns back to the stranger "Why are you here?"
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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.
A man who looks like his hair was blown about in a tornado with a thin beard that goes down to the base of his neck and wearing a purple sweater is holding a pair of large ants in the palm of his hand, looking upon them fondly.
He smells heavy smoke.
*Dang did we both intro someone new? My bad.* Lucci looks at the man but says nothing
The man smiles at you, and many ants crawl over his sweater.
Fulvio fades into existence behind him.
"You realize you are cover in ants right? Oh and Fulvio I called one of my great grandsons to come help."
“Yes, yes I do.” He grins at Lucci.
“I thought I knew all your descendants!” Fulvio whispers as to not attract attention from the man.
Lucci turns to Fulvio "I think you met him when he was younger, he was the one with the big ego." He turns back to the stranger "Why are you here?"
*wait they’re all in the same place? I thought fulvio was calling lucci*
“Just hanging around with my little friends.” He says happily. Fulvio tries to remember this.
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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.
A man who looks like his hair was blown about in a tornado with a thin beard that goes down to the base of his neck and wearing a purple sweater is holding a pair of large ants in the palm of his hand, looking upon them fondly.
He smells heavy smoke.
*Dang did we both intro someone new? My bad.* Lucci looks at the man but says nothing
The man smiles at you, and many ants crawl over his sweater.
Fulvio fades into existence behind him.
"You realize you are cover in ants right? Oh and Fulvio I called one of my great grandsons to come help."
“Yes, yes I do.” He grins at Lucci.
“I thought I knew all your descendants!” Fulvio whispers as to not attract attention from the man.
Lucci turns to Fulvio "I think you met him when he was younger, he was the one with the big ego." He turns back to the stranger "Why are you here?"
*wait they’re all in the same place? I thought fulvio was calling lucci*
“Just hanging around with my little friends.” He says happily. Fulvio tries to remember this.
"Do you know who I am?" *Okay* "Fulvio, he's the kid from the Caribbean. He always tried to be taller than you." He gets a vivid memory of a time the child came to visit, The kid didn't like him.
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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.
A man who looks like his hair was blown about in a tornado with a thin beard that goes down to the base of his neck and wearing a purple sweater is holding a pair of large ants in the palm of his hand, looking upon them fondly.
He smells heavy smoke.
*Dang did we both intro someone new? My bad.* Lucci looks at the man but says nothing
The man smiles at you, and many ants crawl over his sweater.
Fulvio fades into existence behind him.
"You realize you are cover in ants right? Oh and Fulvio I called one of my great grandsons to come help."
“Yes, yes I do.” He grins at Lucci.
“I thought I knew all your descendants!” Fulvio whispers as to not attract attention from the man.
Lucci turns to Fulvio "I think you met him when he was younger, he was the one with the big ego." He turns back to the stranger "Why are you here?"
*wait they’re all in the same place? I thought fulvio was calling lucci*
“Just hanging around with my little friends.” He says happily. Fulvio tries to remember this.
"Do you know who I am?" *Okay* "Fulvio, he's the kid from the Caribbean. He always tried to be taller than you." He gets a vivid memory of a time the child came to visit, The kid didn't like him.
“No.” One of the ants stares at him. It’s an odd bluish color.
“Oh. I remember now. How’ve you 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.
*Again fair point, but what if he dies before then? He gets Kakyoined?*
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
*gtg for a concert*
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
“Farewell…” He turns to smoke and flies out the window.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Lucci is walking around, now less absolutely livid then he was before. He is slurping on a blood bag that he calls Kool aid whenever someone asks. He is looking for anyone.
A new arrival is in the city, A caribbean man in all baggy clothes, he is walking around with headphones on, playing 'Casino Queen' at max volume.
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 scruffy looking man is looking for any kind of work
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A man who looks like his hair was blown about in a tornado with a thin beard that goes down to the base of his neck and wearing a purple sweater is holding a pair of large ants in the palm of his hand, looking upon them fondly.
He smells heavy smoke.
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 man raises a brow, putting his hands in his pockets "What's up mon?" He turns off his headphones and puts it on his neck.
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 first one was for lucci*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Dang did we both intro someone new? My bad.* Lucci looks at the man but says nothing
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 man smiles at you, and many ants crawl over his sweater.
Fulvio fades into existence behind him.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"You realize you are cover in ants right? Oh and Fulvio I called one of my great grandsons to come help."
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, yes I do.” He grins at Lucci.
“I thought I knew all your descendants!” Fulvio whispers as to not attract attention from the man.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Lucci turns to Fulvio "I think you met him when he was younger, he was the one with the big ego." He turns back to the stranger "Why are you here?"
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
*wait they’re all in the same place? I thought fulvio was calling lucci*
“Just hanging around with my little friends.” He says happily. Fulvio tries to remember this.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Do you know who I am?" *Okay* "Fulvio, he's the kid from the Caribbean. He always tried to be taller than you." He gets a vivid memory of a time the child came to visit, The kid didn't like him.
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
“No.” One of the ants stares at him. It’s an odd bluish color.
“Oh. I remember now. How’ve you 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.
"Do you want to know who I am?" He turns up the phone "Could you be here, I am fine though."
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
“Alright alright, I’m coming.” Fulvio mutters. He manifests the wheel feet of Propane Nightmare and begins rollerblading to Lucci’s location.
“Why not?” The man seems genuinely good-tempered.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I am Don Lucci, who are you?" He looks around to see if anyone else notices the ants.
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
They don’t. “Patrizio de Croce.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.