*Is there a max on this thread? If so I missed it. If you mean in canon, there’s definitely no maximum range*
*Yeah but in only applies to stationary objects. Can the connection be disrupted by physical force?*
*If his stand takes enough damage it will be forced to disperse the connection. That amount of damage is halved when maintaining two connections, then quartered when maintaining three etc etc until basically flicking his stand would ruin it’s concentration.*
*What id the user was attacked or disoriented directly, I think keeping up connections should require concentration.*
*The point of his stand being more sentient than others is so that it can act separate form him. His concentration isn’t required to establish a connection*
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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 there a max on this thread? If so I missed it. If you mean in canon, there’s definitely no maximum range*
*Yeah but in only applies to stationary objects. Can the connection be disrupted by physical force?*
*If his stand takes enough damage it will be forced to disperse the connection. That amount of damage is halved when maintaining two connections, then quartered when maintaining three etc etc until basically flicking his stand would ruin it’s concentration.*
*What id the user was attacked or disoriented directly, I think keeping up connections should require concentration.*
*The point of his stand being more sentient than others is so that it can act separate form him. His concentration isn’t required to establish a connection*
*Would that make things largely unfair? Begin able to making connections should have some pitfall of some kind. But that's just what I think.*
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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.
*Is there a max on this thread? If so I missed it. If you mean in canon, there’s definitely no maximum range*
*Yeah but in only applies to stationary objects. Can the connection be disrupted by physical force?*
*If his stand takes enough damage it will be forced to disperse the connection. That amount of damage is halved when maintaining two connections, then quartered when maintaining three etc etc until basically flicking his stand would ruin it’s concentration.*
*What id the user was attacked or disoriented directly, I think keeping up connections should require concentration.*
*The point of his stand being more sentient than others is so that it can act separate form him. His concentration isn’t required to establish a connection*
*Would that make things largely unfair? Begin able to making connections should have some pitfall of some kind. But that's just what I think.*
*I mean, all you gotta do is knock him out or something*
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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.
*I mean, all you gotta do is knock him out or something*
*How about drop him a floor unexpectedly?*
*That could work.*
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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.
“Well. Perhaps I underestimated you.” Fulvio tucks the peony back in its place. “Don’t get cocky, though. Your abilities have tenfold weaknesses.”
“That’s simply untrue. It may have a few glaring weaknesses, but its strengths outweigh them by far, good sir.” Crazy Train crosses its arms proudly.
“Maybe. But your own weaknesses as a person are the nail in the coffin, so to speak.”
“What, that I am not willing to kill you now that I have practically already won?”
“No. The fact that you are so easily DISTRACTED!” Propane Nightmare shoots forward, Fulvio gripping the exhaust tube extending from its back. A burst of the Ripple shoots down the tube as the Stand makes contact with the corpse, healing 21 hit points of the body.
Fellini groans and clutches his chest. “Clever.”
He stabs the corpse twice with his last bit of strength. Damage: 45
Whilst Crazy Train tackles Propane Nightmare to knock it to the ground. Grapple: 20
The Stand is pinned, but Fulvio slowly walks toward Fellini, taking out a handgun. “Pitiful.”
"Ahem.. You should know those things are dangerous. if you're prepared to use such a thing, you should also prepare to die."
As Fulvio approaches, Spark yells out. "Simple Pages!" A crucifix appears in his hand, it emits a beam of light, and Spark attempts to direct it into Fulvio's eyes.
“Pah. Very well. This is pointless.” Fulvio fires at the wall, then, in a sudden flash, both Stand and user vanish. The gun falls to the ground, and all that remains is a wisp of smoke from the shot.
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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.
“All right then. Your a stand user talking to another stand user just because?”
"Why not, it's not like you meet many of that fold on the day to day. Do you mind telling me what yours does?"
“What does yours do?” *gtg for a bit*
Don smiles "I asked first my friend, and the rules are if your asked first you answer first. Even though it may sound bizarre."
*back for a bit* ”it makes things go fast.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
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A click can be heard from somewhere above,Fellini's mind is flooded with images of stopwatches, all of them click click clicking, until he feels his pressure against the floor disappear. He soon collides with the ground, freeing him from the illusion.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
A click can be heard from somewhere above,Fellini's mind is flooded with images of stopwatches, all of them click click clicking, until he feels his pressure against the floor disappear. He soon collides with the ground, freeing him from the illusion.
Damage:1
Filling stands up and scratches his head. “That was underwhelming.”
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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.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
A click can be heard from somewhere above,Fellini's mind is flooded with images of stopwatches, all of them click click clicking, until he feels his pressure against the floor disappear. He soon collides with the ground, freeing him from the illusion.
Damage:1
Filling stands up and scratches his head. “That was underwhelming.”
The clicking still echos in your mind when a man in a black suit with red detailing walks past 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.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
A click can be heard from somewhere above,Fellini's mind is flooded with images of stopwatches, all of them click click clicking, until he feels his pressure against the floor disappear. He soon collides with the ground, freeing him from the illusion.
Damage:1
Filling stands up and scratches his head. “That was underwhelming.”
The clicking still echos in your mind when a man in a black suit with red detailing walks past him.
Fillini taps his shoulder in a friendly gesture. “Scusi, sir. Would you mind calling the police? I seem to have lost my phone.”
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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.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
A click can be heard from somewhere above,Fellini's mind is flooded with images of stopwatches, all of them click click clicking, until he feels his pressure against the floor disappear. He soon collides with the ground, freeing him from the illusion.
Damage:1
Filling stands up and scratches his head. “That was underwhelming.”
The clicking still echos in your mind when a man in a black suit with red detailing walks past him.
Fillini taps his shoulder in a friendly gesture. “Scusi, sir. Would you mind calling the police? I seem to have lost my phone.”
The man turns, a stopwatch in one of his hands, it doesn't resemble the one in the illusion but is one nonetheless "Si scusa I do not use phones sir, but there should be one somewhere in the hotel. Why?"
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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.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
A click can be heard from somewhere above,Fellini's mind is flooded with images of stopwatches, all of them click click clicking, until he feels his pressure against the floor disappear. He soon collides with the ground, freeing him from the illusion.
Damage:1
Filling stands up and scratches his head. “That was underwhelming.”
The clicking still echos in your mind when a man in a black suit with red detailing walks past him.
Fillini taps his shoulder in a friendly gesture. “Scusi, sir. Would you mind calling the police? I seem to have lost my phone.”
The man turns, a stopwatch in one of his hands, it doesn't resemble the one in the illusion but is one nonetheless "Si scusa I do not use phones sir, but there should be one somewhere in the hotel. Why?"
Fellini notices the stopwatch and raises an eyebrow. “Fire upstairs.”
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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.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
A click can be heard from somewhere above,Fellini's mind is flooded with images of stopwatches, all of them click click clicking, until he feels his pressure against the floor disappear. He soon collides with the ground, freeing him from the illusion.
Damage:1
Filling stands up and scratches his head. “That was underwhelming.”
The clicking still echos in your mind when a man in a black suit with red detailing walks past him.
Fillini taps his shoulder in a friendly gesture. “Scusi, sir. Would you mind calling the police? I seem to have lost my phone.”
The man turns, a stopwatch in one of his hands, it doesn't resemble the one in the illusion but is one nonetheless "Si scusa I do not use phones sir, but there should be one somewhere in the hotel. Why?"
Fellini notices the stopwatch and raises an eyebrow. “Fire upstairs.”
He places the watch in his pocket slowly "At this hour? The receptionist should be able to call.I'll go ask outside."
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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.
The smoke from the gun slowly drifts out the door. It continues to waft out of the hotel. Finally, beside the door, it reforms. Fulvio, badly injured, reappears and begins running away.
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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.
The smoke from the gun slowly drifts out the door. It continues to waft out of the hotel. Finally, beside the door, it reforms. Fulvio, badly injured, reappears and begins running away.
“Oi! Get back here!” (I have decided to have people make a Con save when Fillini attempts to connect to them, for fairness. So do that if you don’t mind.)
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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.
“All right then. Your a stand user talking to another stand user just because?”
"Why not, it's not like you meet many of that fold on the day to day. Do you mind telling me what yours does?"
“What does yours do?” *gtg for a bit*
Don smiles "I asked first my friend, and the rules are if your asked first you answer first. Even though it may sound bizarre."
*back for a bit* ”it makes things go fast.”
"That's.... interesting. Have you heard of the Zeppeli family?"
“Yes. I know of a man who bears that name.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
The smoke from the gun slowly drifts out the door. It continues to waft out of the hotel. Finally, beside the door, it reforms. Fulvio, badly injured, reappears and begins running away.
“Oi! Get back here!” (I have decided to have people make a Con save when Fillini attempts to connect to them, for fairness. So do that if you don’t mind.)
*The point of his stand being more sentient than others is so that it can act separate form him. His concentration isn’t required to establish a connection*
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
*Would that make things largely unfair? Begin able to making connections should have some pitfall of some kind. But that's just what I think.*
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
*I mean, all you gotta do is knock him out or something*
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
*How about drop him a floor unexpectedly?*
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
*That could work.*
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
“Pah. Very well. This is pointless.” Fulvio fires at the wall, then, in a sudden flash, both Stand and user vanish. The gun falls to the ground, and all that remains is a wisp of smoke from the shot.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*back for a bit*
”it makes things go fast.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
A click can be heard from somewhere above,Fellini's mind is flooded with images of stopwatches, all of them click click clicking, until he feels his pressure against the floor disappear. He soon collides with the ground, freeing him from the illusion.
Damage:1
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
"That's.... interesting. Have you heard of the Zeppeli family?"
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
Filling stands up and scratches his head. “That was underwhelming.”
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 clicking still echos in your mind when a man in a black suit with red detailing walks past 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
Fillini taps his shoulder in a friendly gesture. “Scusi, sir. Would you mind calling the police? I seem to have lost my phone.”
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
*mwehehehehehe*
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 turns, a stopwatch in one of his hands, it doesn't resemble the one in the illusion but is one nonetheless "Si scusa I do not use phones sir, but there should be one somewhere in the hotel. Why?"
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
Fellini notices the stopwatch and raises an eyebrow. “Fire upstairs.”
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 places the watch in his pocket slowly "At this hour? The receptionist should be able to call.I'll go ask outside."
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 smoke from the gun slowly drifts out the door. It continues to waft out of the hotel. Finally, beside the door, it reforms. Fulvio, badly injured, reappears and begins running away.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Oi! Get back here!” (I have decided to have people make a Con save when Fillini attempts to connect to them, for fairness. So do that if you don’t mind.)
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
“Yes. I know of a man who bears that name.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
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He doesn’t turn, fleeing incredibly fast.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.