Rain sprints back to the estate, up the stairs and into the previous room. He doesn’t hesitate this time and tries to get the jump on the man, leaping forward and punching him twice. Hit: 1629 damage is eleven for each plus 50 foot knock back for the second one.
*dudebro stop please* Only the second one hits, and the man catches himself with vines *please stop*
*Fffine*
Rain shakes off his fist, then leaves and starts jogging back to the academy.
*1,513.38 mi from france to iceland*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"No not you, my son. He has no care for his appearance it seems."
"Oh okay. Just used to... commentary"
"So I've heard." his father interrupts "Shall we stop with the pleasantries? Cyrus here has interrupted an important meeting I was having, and I rather get back to it soon."
"yes, sorry" she joins them
the red-haired man speaks for once "May I have a look at what remains of your eye?"
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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.
Rain sprints back to the estate, up the stairs and into the previous room. He doesn’t hesitate this time and tries to get the jump on the man, leaping forward and punching him twice. Hit: 1629 damage is eleven for each plus 50 foot knock back for the second one.
*dudebro stop please* Only the second one hits, and the man catches himself with vines *please stop*
*Fffine*
Rain shakes off his fist, then leaves and starts jogging back to the academy.
*1,513.38 mi from france to iceland*
*So somewhere around an 18 hour jog*
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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.
*also, +5 bonus to the save because aarnis only heard of rain*
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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 only had a high modifier for that one bc of the bonus and I’m surprised I rolled high on wisdom at all*
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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.
"No not you, my son. He has no care for his appearance it seems."
"Oh okay. Just used to... commentary"
"So I've heard." his father interrupts "Shall we stop with the pleasantries? Cyrus here has interrupted an important meeting I was having, and I rather get back to it soon."
"yes, sorry" she joins them
the red-haired man speaks for once "May I have a look at what remains of your eye?"
peony carefully unwraps the wound *for anyone ig but gore warning please don't if you can't handle it it's not great*
The eyesocket is partially crushed, and little flesh remains in it. There are also winding gouges carved into the face around it. There is no eyeball and there is not much eyelid, only a bloody torn mess
*less gory version: the face is heavily cut and the eye is gone.*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die)Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
After around 19 more hours, Rain sprints through the gates of the academy and goes to find Slick and get his sword.
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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.
"No not you, my son. He has no care for his appearance it seems."
"Oh okay. Just used to... commentary"
"So I've heard." his father interrupts "Shall we stop with the pleasantries? Cyrus here has interrupted an important meeting I was having, and I rather get back to it soon."
"yes, sorry" she joins them
the red-haired man speaks for once "May I have a look at what remains of your eye?"
peony carefully unwraps the wound *for anyone ig but gore warning please don't if you can't handle it it's not great*
The eyesocket is partially crushed, and little flesh remains in it. There are also winding gouges carved into the face around it. There is no eyeball and there is not much eyelid, only a bloody torn mess
*less gory version: the face is heavily cut and the eye is gone.*
"Gruesome." he takes out a glasses box and opens it revealing a pair of pale blue eyes "you like these?"
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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.
After around 19 more hours, Rain sprints through the gates of the academy and goes to find Slick and get his sword.
Slick's shack is closed but forging could be heard inside, the door inside says 'Rain, just knock this time.'
Rain is breathing pretty heavily and very sweaty. He ‘lightly’ knocks on the door. It’s doesn’t crack the door or anything but still rumbles the shed.
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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.
"No not you, my son. He has no care for his appearance it seems."
"Oh okay. Just used to... commentary"
"So I've heard." his father interrupts "Shall we stop with the pleasantries? Cyrus here has interrupted an important meeting I was having, and I rather get back to it soon."
"yes, sorry" she joins them
the red-haired man speaks for once "May I have a look at what remains of your eye?"
peony carefully unwraps the wound *for anyone ig but gore warning please don't if you can't handle it it's not great*
The eyesocket is partially crushed, and little flesh remains in it. There are also winding gouges carved into the face around it. There is no eyeball and there is not much eyelid, only a bloody torn mess
*less gory version: the face is heavily cut and the eye is gone.*
"Gruesome." he takes out a glasses box and opens it revealing a pair of pale blue eyes "you like these?"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
After around 19 more hours, Rain sprints through the gates of the academy and goes to find Slick and get his sword.
Slick's shack is closed but forging could be heard inside, the door inside says 'Rain, just knock this time.'
Rain is breathing pretty heavily and very sweaty. He ‘lightly’ knocks on the door. It’s doesn’t crack the door or anything but still rumbles the shed.
Slick opens the door "Here for your sword?"
“Yeah. Been a couple days right? I lost track of time in France.”
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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.
"No not you, my son. He has no care for his appearance it seems."
"Oh okay. Just used to... commentary"
"So I've heard." his father interrupts "Shall we stop with the pleasantries? Cyrus here has interrupted an important meeting I was having, and I rather get back to it soon."
"yes, sorry" she joins them
the red-haired man speaks for once "May I have a look at what remains of your eye?"
peony carefully unwraps the wound *for anyone ig but gore warning please don't if you can't handle it it's not great*
The eyesocket is partially crushed, and little flesh remains in it. There are also winding gouges carved into the face around it. There is no eyeball and there is not much eyelid, only a bloody torn mess
*less gory version: the face is heavily cut and the eye is gone.*
"Gruesome." he takes out a glasses box and opens it revealing a pair of pale blue eyes "you like these?"
"I only need one, sir." *btw her eyes are brown*
"that's fine. lay down, this will only take a moment."
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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.
"No not you, my son. He has no care for his appearance it seems."
"Oh okay. Just used to... commentary"
"So I've heard." his father interrupts "Shall we stop with the pleasantries? Cyrus here has interrupted an important meeting I was having, and I rather get back to it soon."
"yes, sorry" she joins them
the red-haired man speaks for once "May I have a look at what remains of your eye?"
peony carefully unwraps the wound *for anyone ig but gore warning please don't if you can't handle it it's not great*
The eyesocket is partially crushed, and little flesh remains in it. There are also winding gouges carved into the face around it. There is no eyeball and there is not much eyelid, only a bloody torn mess
*less gory version: the face is heavily cut and the eye is gone.*
"Gruesome." he takes out a glasses box and opens it revealing a pair of pale blue eyes "you like these?"
"I only need one, sir." *btw her eyes are brown*
"that's fine. lay down, this will only take a moment."
"Here? In the courtyard? Awake? Sir, shouldn't we go somewhere else? I'm non sure surgery outdoors is a good idea"
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
After around 19 more hours, Rain sprints through the gates of the academy and goes to find Slick and get his sword.
Slick's shack is closed but forging could be heard inside, the door inside says 'Rain, just knock this time.'
Rain is breathing pretty heavily and very sweaty. He ‘lightly’ knocks on the door. It’s doesn’t crack the door or anything but still rumbles the shed.
Slick opens the door "Here for your sword?"
“Yeah. Been a couple days right? I lost track of time in France.”
"Maybe. I've been inside here the whole time. Come inside." He walks in, there are scraps of broken wood all over the ground.
“Sorry about your door.” He follows after him.
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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.
TRON LIVES
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*1,513.38 mi from france to iceland*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
the red-haired man speaks for once "May I have a look at what remains of your eye?"
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
*also, +5 bonus to the save because aarnis only heard of rain*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
*So somewhere around an 18 hour jog*
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
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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.
TRON LIVES
*I only had a high modifier for that one bc of the bonus and I’m surprised I rolled high on wisdom at all*
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
sucsess. aarni sees nothing.
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
peony carefully unwraps the wound
*for anyone ig but gore warning please don't if you can't handle it it's not great*
The eyesocket is partially crushed, and little flesh remains in it. There are also winding gouges carved into the face around it. There is no eyeball and there is not much eyelid, only a bloody torn mess
*less gory version: the face is heavily cut and the eye is gone.*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*school of aether now open*
~ Dies Irae ~ Blood For Blood ~ High Aether Grandmaster of the School of Aether
R.I.P Technoblade (He Who Cannot Die) Creator of "The Lost City" <--- *Linked*
Proud Wielder of the Quinques: IXA, Narukami, Yukimura 1/3, and Owl
After around 19 more hours, Rain sprints through the gates of the academy and goes to find Slick and get his sword.
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
Slick's shack is closed but forging could be heard inside, the door inside says 'Rain, just knock this time.'
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
"Gruesome." he takes out a glasses box and opens it revealing a pair of pale blue eyes "you like these?"
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
Rain is breathing pretty heavily and very sweaty. He ‘lightly’ knocks on the door. It’s doesn’t crack the door or anything but still rumbles the shed.
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 only need one, sir."
*btw her eyes are brown*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Slick opens the door "Here for your sword?"
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
“Yeah. Been a couple days right? I lost track of time in France.”
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
"that's fine. lay down, this will only take a moment."
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
"Maybe. I've been inside here the whole time. Come inside." He walks in, there are scraps of broken wood all over the ground.
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
"Here? In the courtyard? Awake? Sir, shouldn't we go somewhere else? I'm non sure surgery outdoors is a good idea"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
“Sorry about your door.” He follows after him.
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