She casts a sound illusion first, an awful noise. Above a five its slightly annoying ten it’s really annoying fifteen its distracting and twenty it’s painful to hear. I dont know what to roll so im just doing a d20 14
Rain mutters. “Uhhhh…I think it’s called Firebolt.”
A blaze of fire suddenly shoots from his hand, aimed at Asha. Hit: 23 Damage: 6
Selia only:
Jsyk how he did it and I don’t get in trouble, to pull this off, in the blink of an eye he rubbed his fingers against a gold coin fast enough to make it catch fire with the friction, then he flicked it insanely hard at Asha.
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.
A loud clanking noise echoes from the chamber. Steel and wood groans, and two massive red points of light descend into visibility in the darkness.
Tide screams. A vortex of storm magic surrounds him.
The lights turn a faint blue, but become far brighter. A fifty-foot-tall, very round, beetle-like construct composed of various bronze gears, iron chains, and wood beams. It has broad, stocky legs, and long, spindly arms. It smiles at you.
“ H e l l o . ”
“Uh, is that smile friendly or mean? I’m Tide. I was caught exploring. What’s wrong with exploring? Well, I really hope you’re friendly cause I have a family and my brothers a crybaby and a wimp so I need to look after him…. What am I doing rambling? I have storm magic! I can defeat you!”
“ I n c o r r e c t s t a t e m e n t . ”
A whirring and crackling noise comes from the automaton.
“ P y r r h i c a c h i e v e m e n t . ”
“Please don’t kill me! I DONT WANNA DIE!”
The construct’s eyes turn a slightly darker shade of blue.
“I am Soult. Is it noon?”
“I don’t know… I don’t bother to keep track of time. Why?”
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
a girl walks in. She has dark brown skin and crimson hair. She wears a blouse that reveals her shoulders, covered in golden swirls and tattoos. There is an opening in the swirls that reveals a golden lily tattoo on her left shoulder. She has dark red eyes that near brown and golden dots underneath her eyes. She wears clothing of reds and oranges, fiery colors that appear to dance. She has a dangling golden lily on her right ear and two piercings on her left ear, high above the normal piercing sport, matching golden rings. Her lips are dusted with gold and she sports a haughty smile, like she knows that she is meant to be here. Her name is Fyra Lèlie, and unlike the other Lèlie’s with magic relating to flora, she controls fire.
In the entering hallway, peony is reading. When she sees Fyra, subtly but terrified, she pulls her hat over her eyes and sits on her right hand.
*haughty French people now!!!*
Fyra notices Peony. “Hello there, cousin.”
"Allo" she says timidly, putting the book down
“How are you?” She asks, sickeningly sweet. *also jester this is one of the chars that slick would hate*
A loud clanking noise echoes from the chamber. Steel and wood groans, and two massive red points of light descend into visibility in the darkness.
Tide screams. A vortex of storm magic surrounds him.
The lights turn a faint blue, but become far brighter. A fifty-foot-tall, very round, beetle-like construct composed of various bronze gears, iron chains, and wood beams. It has broad, stocky legs, and long, spindly arms. It smiles at you.
“ H e l l o . ”
“Uh, is that smile friendly or mean? I’m Tide. I was caught exploring. What’s wrong with exploring? Well, I really hope you’re friendly cause I have a family and my brothers a crybaby and a wimp so I need to look after him…. What am I doing rambling? I have storm magic! I can defeat you!”
“ I n c o r r e c t s t a t e m e n t . ”
A whirring and crackling noise comes from the automaton.
“ P y r r h i c a c h i e v e m e n t . ”
“Please don’t kill me! I DONT WANNA DIE!”
The construct’s eyes turn a slightly darker shade of blue.
“I am Soult. Is it noon?”
“I don’t know… I don’t bother to keep track of time. Why?”
“When it is noon I eat. Is it noon? The Man usually tells me.” Soult tilts its head, laying a hand against the edge of the tunnel into its chamber.
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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 loud clanking noise echoes from the chamber. Steel and wood groans, and two massive red points of light descend into visibility in the darkness.
Tide screams. A vortex of storm magic surrounds him.
The lights turn a faint blue, but become far brighter. A fifty-foot-tall, very round, beetle-like construct composed of various bronze gears, iron chains, and wood beams. It has broad, stocky legs, and long, spindly arms. It smiles at you.
“ H e l l o . ”
“Uh, is that smile friendly or mean? I’m Tide. I was caught exploring. What’s wrong with exploring? Well, I really hope you’re friendly cause I have a family and my brothers a crybaby and a wimp so I need to look after him…. What am I doing rambling? I have storm magic! I can defeat you!”
“ I n c o r r e c t s t a t e m e n t . ”
A whirring and crackling noise comes from the automaton.
“ P y r r h i c a c h i e v e m e n t . ”
“Please don’t kill me! I DONT WANNA DIE!”
The construct’s eyes turn a slightly darker shade of blue.
“I am Soult. Is it noon?”
“I don’t know… I don’t bother to keep track of time. Why?”
“When it is noon I eat. Is it noon? The Man usually tells me.” Soult tilts its head, laying a hand against the edge of the tunnel into its chamber.
“ARE YOU GONNA EAT ME?”
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
She casts a sound illusion first, an awful noise. Above a five its slightly annoying ten it’s really annoying fifteen its distracting and twenty it’s painful to hear. I dont know what to roll so im just doing a d20 14
Rain mutters. “Uhhhh…I think it’s called Firebolt.”
A blaze of fire suddenly shoots from his hand, aimed at Asha. Hit: 17 Damage: 6
Selia only:
Jsyk how he did it and I don’t get in trouble, to pull this off, in the blink of an eye he rubbed his fingers against a gold coin fast enough to make it catch fire with the friction, then he flicked it insanely hard at Asha.
She casts a sound illusion first, an awful noise. Above a five its slightly annoying ten it’s really annoying fifteen its distracting and twenty it’s painful to hear. I dont know what to roll so im just doing a d20 14
Rain mutters. “Uhhhh…I think it’s called Firebolt.”
A blaze of fire suddenly shoots from his hand, aimed at Asha. Hit: 17 Damage: 6
Selia only:
Jsyk how he did it and I don’t get in trouble, to pull this off, in the blink of an eye he rubbed his fingers against a gold coin fast enough to make it catch fire with the friction, then he flicked it insanely hard at Asha.
I actually have a char sheet for her. Armor class fifteen. It misses. She’s an elf so shes knows one cantrip. To hit: 21 damage: 9
A loud clanking noise echoes from the chamber. Steel and wood groans, and two massive red points of light descend into visibility in the darkness.
Tide screams. A vortex of storm magic surrounds him.
The lights turn a faint blue, but become far brighter. A fifty-foot-tall, very round, beetle-like construct composed of various bronze gears, iron chains, and wood beams. It has broad, stocky legs, and long, spindly arms. It smiles at you.
“ H e l l o . ”
“Uh, is that smile friendly or mean? I’m Tide. I was caught exploring. What’s wrong with exploring? Well, I really hope you’re friendly cause I have a family and my brothers a crybaby and a wimp so I need to look after him…. What am I doing rambling? I have storm magic! I can defeat you!”
“ I n c o r r e c t s t a t e m e n t . ”
A whirring and crackling noise comes from the automaton.
“ P y r r h i c a c h i e v e m e n t . ”
“Please don’t kill me! I DONT WANNA DIE!”
The construct’s eyes turn a slightly darker shade of blue.
“I am Soult. Is it noon?”
“I don’t know… I don’t bother to keep track of time. Why?”
“When it is noon I eat. Is it noon? The Man usually tells me.” Soult tilts its head, laying a hand against the edge of the tunnel into its chamber.
“ARE YOU GONNA EAT ME?”
“Yes, as long as it is noon.”
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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 loud clanking noise echoes from the chamber. Steel and wood groans, and two massive red points of light descend into visibility in the darkness.
Tide screams. A vortex of storm magic surrounds him.
The lights turn a faint blue, but become far brighter. A fifty-foot-tall, very round, beetle-like construct composed of various bronze gears, iron chains, and wood beams. It has broad, stocky legs, and long, spindly arms. It smiles at you.
“ H e l l o . ”
“Uh, is that smile friendly or mean? I’m Tide. I was caught exploring. What’s wrong with exploring? Well, I really hope you’re friendly cause I have a family and my brothers a crybaby and a wimp so I need to look after him…. What am I doing rambling? I have storm magic! I can defeat you!”
“ I n c o r r e c t s t a t e m e n t . ”
A whirring and crackling noise comes from the automaton.
“ P y r r h i c a c h i e v e m e n t . ”
“Please don’t kill me! I DONT WANNA DIE!”
The construct’s eyes turn a slightly darker shade of blue.
“I am Soult. Is it noon?”
“I don’t know… I don’t bother to keep track of time. Why?”
“When it is noon I eat. Is it noon? The Man usually tells me.” Soult tilts its head, laying a hand against the edge of the tunnel into its chamber.
“ARE YOU GONNA EAT ME?”
“Yes, as long as it is noon.”
*a clock chimes in the distance. Twelve times. It is noon*
A loud clanking noise echoes from the chamber. Steel and wood groans, and two massive red points of light descend into visibility in the darkness.
Tide screams. A vortex of storm magic surrounds him.
The lights turn a faint blue, but become far brighter. A fifty-foot-tall, very round, beetle-like construct composed of various bronze gears, iron chains, and wood beams. It has broad, stocky legs, and long, spindly arms. It smiles at you.
“ H e l l o . ”
“Uh, is that smile friendly or mean? I’m Tide. I was caught exploring. What’s wrong with exploring? Well, I really hope you’re friendly cause I have a family and my brothers a crybaby and a wimp so I need to look after him…. What am I doing rambling? I have storm magic! I can defeat you!”
“ I n c o r r e c t s t a t e m e n t . ”
A whirring and crackling noise comes from the automaton.
“ P y r r h i c a c h i e v e m e n t . ”
“Please don’t kill me! I DONT WANNA DIE!”
The construct’s eyes turn a slightly darker shade of blue.
“I am Soult. Is it noon?”
“I don’t know… I don’t bother to keep track of time. Why?”
“When it is noon I eat. Is it noon? The Man usually tells me.” Soult tilts its head, laying a hand against the edge of the tunnel into its chamber.
“ARE YOU GONNA EAT ME?”
“Yes, as long as it is noon.”
*a clock chimes in the distance. Twelve times. It is noon*
*by noon soult just refers to when it eats. not actual noon. it doesn’t understand time.*
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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 loud clanking noise echoes from the chamber. Steel and wood groans, and two massive red points of light descend into visibility in the darkness.
Tide screams. A vortex of storm magic surrounds him.
The lights turn a faint blue, but become far brighter. A fifty-foot-tall, very round, beetle-like construct composed of various bronze gears, iron chains, and wood beams. It has broad, stocky legs, and long, spindly arms. It smiles at you.
“ H e l l o . ”
“Uh, is that smile friendly or mean? I’m Tide. I was caught exploring. What’s wrong with exploring? Well, I really hope you’re friendly cause I have a family and my brothers a crybaby and a wimp so I need to look after him…. What am I doing rambling? I have storm magic! I can defeat you!”
“ I n c o r r e c t s t a t e m e n t . ”
A whirring and crackling noise comes from the automaton.
“ P y r r h i c a c h i e v e m e n t . ”
“Please don’t kill me! I DONT WANNA DIE!”
The construct’s eyes turn a slightly darker shade of blue.
“I am Soult. Is it noon?”
“I don’t know… I don’t bother to keep track of time. Why?”
“When it is noon I eat. Is it noon? The Man usually tells me.” Soult tilts its head, laying a hand against the edge of the tunnel into its chamber.
“ARE YOU GONNA EAT ME?”
“Yes, as long as it is noon.”
*a clock chimes in the distance. Twelve times. It is noon*
*by noon soult just refers to when it eats. not actual noon. it doesn’t understand time.*
A loud clanking noise echoes from the chamber. Steel and wood groans, and two massive red points of light descend into visibility in the darkness.
Tide screams. A vortex of storm magic surrounds him.
The lights turn a faint blue, but become far brighter. A fifty-foot-tall, very round, beetle-like construct composed of various bronze gears, iron chains, and wood beams. It has broad, stocky legs, and long, spindly arms. It smiles at you.
“ H e l l o . ”
“Uh, is that smile friendly or mean? I’m Tide. I was caught exploring. What’s wrong with exploring? Well, I really hope you’re friendly cause I have a family and my brothers a crybaby and a wimp so I need to look after him…. What am I doing rambling? I have storm magic! I can defeat you!”
“ I n c o r r e c t s t a t e m e n t . ”
A whirring and crackling noise comes from the automaton.
“ P y r r h i c a c h i e v e m e n t . ”
“Please don’t kill me! I DONT WANNA DIE!”
The construct’s eyes turn a slightly darker shade of blue.
“I am Soult. Is it noon?”
“I don’t know… I don’t bother to keep track of time. Why?”
“When it is noon I eat. Is it noon? The Man usually tells me.” Soult tilts its head, laying a hand against the edge of the tunnel into its chamber.
“ARE YOU GONNA EAT ME?”
“Yes, as long as it is noon.”
*a clock chimes in the distance. Twelve times. It is noon*
*by noon soult just refers to when it eats. not actual noon. it doesn’t understand time.*
a girl walks in. She has dark brown skin and crimson hair. She wears a blouse that reveals her shoulders, covered in golden swirls and tattoos. There is an opening in the swirls that reveals a golden lily tattoo on her left shoulder. She has dark red eyes that near brown and golden dots underneath her eyes. She wears clothing of reds and oranges, fiery colors that appear to dance. She has a dangling golden lily on her right ear and two piercings on her left ear, high above the normal piercing sport, matching golden rings. Her lips are dusted with gold and she sports a haughty smile, like she knows that she is meant to be here. Her name is Fyra Lèlie, and unlike the other Lèlie’s with magic relating to flora, she controls fire.
In the entering hallway, peony is reading. When she sees Fyra, subtly but terrified, she pulls her hat over her eyes and sits on her right hand.
*haughty French people now!!!*
Fyra notices Peony. “Hello there, cousin.”
"Allo" she says timidly, putting the book down
“How are you?” She asks, sickeningly sweet. *also jester this is one of the chars that slick would hate*
"Je vais bien, et toi ?" she slips into french when nervous <I'm fine, you?>
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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)
A loud clanking noise echoes from the chamber. Steel and wood groans, and two massive red points of light descend into visibility in the darkness.
Tide screams. A vortex of storm magic surrounds him.
The lights turn a faint blue, but become far brighter. A fifty-foot-tall, very round, beetle-like construct composed of various bronze gears, iron chains, and wood beams. It has broad, stocky legs, and long, spindly arms. It smiles at you.
“ H e l l o . ”
“Uh, is that smile friendly or mean? I’m Tide. I was caught exploring. What’s wrong with exploring? Well, I really hope you’re friendly cause I have a family and my brothers a crybaby and a wimp so I need to look after him…. What am I doing rambling? I have storm magic! I can defeat you!”
“ I n c o r r e c t s t a t e m e n t . ”
A whirring and crackling noise comes from the automaton.
“ P y r r h i c a c h i e v e m e n t . ”
“Please don’t kill me! I DONT WANNA DIE!”
The construct’s eyes turn a slightly darker shade of blue.
“I am Soult. Is it noon?”
“I don’t know… I don’t bother to keep track of time. Why?”
“When it is noon I eat. Is it noon? The Man usually tells me.” Soult tilts its head, laying a hand against the edge of the tunnel into its chamber.
“ARE YOU GONNA EAT ME?”
“Yes, as long as it is noon.”
*a clock chimes in the distance. Twelve times. It is noon*
*by noon soult just refers to when it eats. not actual noon. it doesn’t understand time.*
*ah okay.*
“It’s noon, Soult!” DeMal yells through the door.
*bro i wanted them to be friends but okay*
*okay sorry ignore that post then. There is a loud crash and Soult cant make out what was yelled*
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
*AC fifteen means it hits tho*
Whatever that attack was, Rain dodges it. “Uhhhhh I CAST EARTH TREMOR.” The ground underneath Asha starts to rumble and shake. Make a DC 18 Dex save. On a fail, she takes 4 damage and is knocked prone.
He simply pounded the ground with his foot insanely hard, but managed to pass it off when he dodged the attack.
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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.
a girl walks in. She has dark brown skin and crimson hair. She wears a blouse that reveals her shoulders, covered in golden swirls and tattoos. There is an opening in the swirls that reveals a golden lily tattoo on her left shoulder. She has dark red eyes that near brown and golden dots underneath her eyes. She wears clothing of reds and oranges, fiery colors that appear to dance. She has a dangling golden lily on her right ear and two piercings on her left ear, high above the normal piercing sport, matching golden rings. Her lips are dusted with gold and she sports a haughty smile, like she knows that she is meant to be here. Her name is Fyra Lèlie, and unlike the other Lèlie’s with magic relating to flora, she controls fire.
In the entering hallway, peony is reading. When she sees Fyra, subtly but terrified, she pulls her hat over her eyes and sits on her right hand.
*haughty French people now!!!*
Fyra notices Peony. “Hello there, cousin.”
"Allo" she says timidly, putting the book down
“How are you?” She asks, sickeningly sweet. *also jester this is one of the chars that slick would hate*
"Je vais bien, et toi ?" she slips into french when nervous <I'm fine, you?>
“Im great. It has been a while since we’ve last seen each other. Really too bad dont you think?”
a girl walks in. She has dark brown skin and crimson hair. She wears a blouse that reveals her shoulders, covered in golden swirls and tattoos. There is an opening in the swirls that reveals a golden lily tattoo on her left shoulder. She has dark red eyes that near brown and golden dots underneath her eyes. She wears clothing of reds and oranges, fiery colors that appear to dance. She has a dangling golden lily on her right ear and two piercings on her left ear, high above the normal piercing sport, matching golden rings. Her lips are dusted with gold and she sports a haughty smile, like she knows that she is meant to be here. Her name is Fyra Lèlie, and unlike the other Lèlie’s with magic relating to flora, she controls fire.
In the entering hallway, peony is reading. When she sees Fyra, subtly but terrified, she pulls her hat over her eyes and sits on her right hand.
*haughty French people now!!!*
Fyra notices Peony. “Hello there, cousin.”
"Allo" she says timidly, putting the book down
“How are you?” She asks, sickeningly sweet. *also jester this is one of the chars that slick would hate*
"Je vais bien, et toi ?" she slips into french when nervous <I'm fine, you?>
“Im great. It has been a while since we’ve last seen each other. Really too bad dont you think?”
"Oh..." it hits her. "You were there at the meeting when I..."
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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)
A loud clanking noise echoes from the chamber. Steel and wood groans, and two massive red points of light descend into visibility in the darkness.
Tide screams. A vortex of storm magic surrounds him.
The lights turn a faint blue, but become far brighter. A fifty-foot-tall, very round, beetle-like construct composed of various bronze gears, iron chains, and wood beams. It has broad, stocky legs, and long, spindly arms. It smiles at you.
“ H e l l o . ”
“Uh, is that smile friendly or mean? I’m Tide. I was caught exploring. What’s wrong with exploring? Well, I really hope you’re friendly cause I have a family and my brothers a crybaby and a wimp so I need to look after him…. What am I doing rambling? I have storm magic! I can defeat you!”
“ I n c o r r e c t s t a t e m e n t . ”
A whirring and crackling noise comes from the automaton.
“ P y r r h i c a c h i e v e m e n t . ”
“Please don’t kill me! I DONT WANNA DIE!”
The construct’s eyes turn a slightly darker shade of blue.
“I am Soult. Is it noon?”
“I don’t know… I don’t bother to keep track of time. Why?”
“When it is noon I eat. Is it noon? The Man usually tells me.” Soult tilts its head, laying a hand against the edge of the tunnel into its chamber.
“ARE YOU GONNA EAT ME?”
“Yes, as long as it is noon.”
*a clock chimes in the distance. Twelve times. It is noon*
*by noon soult just refers to when it eats. not actual noon. it doesn’t understand time.*
*ah okay.*
“It’s noon, Soult!” DeMal yells through the door.
*bro i wanted them to be friends but okay*
*okay sorry ignore that post then. There is a loud crash and Soult cant make out what was yelled*
*no it’s fine i’ll just go as normal, also i don’t think banan are still on*
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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.
Whatever that attack was, Rain dodges it. “Uhhhhh I CAST EARTH TREMOR.” The ground underneath Asha starts to rumble and shake. Make a DC 18 Dex save. On a fail, she takes 3 damage and is knocked prone.
He simply pounded the ground with his foot insanely hard, but managed to pass it off when he dodged the attack.
Rain mutters. “Uhhhh…I think it’s called Firebolt.”
A blaze of fire suddenly shoots from his hand, aimed at Asha. Hit: 23 Damage: 6
Selia only:
Jsyk how he did it and I don’t get in trouble, to pull this off, in the blink of an eye he rubbed his fingers against a gold coin fast enough to make it catch fire with the friction, then he flicked it insanely hard at Asha.
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
*Why did my roll just change three times??*
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 don’t know… I don’t bother to keep track of time. Why?”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
“How are you?” She asks, sickeningly sweet. *also jester this is one of the chars that slick would hate*
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
“When it is noon I eat. Is it noon? The Man usually tells me.” Soult tilts its head, laying a hand against the edge of the tunnel into its chamber.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“ARE YOU GONNA EAT ME?”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
I actually have a char sheet for her. Armor class fifteen. It misses. She’s an elf so shes knows one cantrip. To hit: 21 damage: 9
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
“Yes, as long as it is noon.”
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 clock chimes in the distance. Twelve times. It is noon*
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
*by noon soult just refers to when it eats. not actual noon. it doesn’t understand time.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*ah okay.*
“It’s noon, Soult!” DeMal yells through the door.
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
*bro i wanted them to be friends but okay*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Je vais bien, et toi ?" she slips into french when nervous
<I'm fine, you?>
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)
*okay sorry ignore that post then. There is a loud crash and Soult cant make out what was yelled*
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
*AC fifteen means it hits tho*
Whatever that attack was, Rain dodges it. “Uhhhhh I CAST EARTH TREMOR.” The ground underneath Asha starts to rumble and shake. Make a DC 18 Dex save. On a fail, she takes 4 damage and is knocked prone.
He simply pounded the ground with his foot insanely hard, but managed to pass it off when he dodged the attack.
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
“Im great. It has been a while since we’ve last seen each other. Really too bad dont you think?”
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
*Quote chain cut*
“‘Kay so… what do we do while we wait for my demi- noon?”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"Oh..." it hits her. "You were there at the meeting when I..."
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 it’s fine i’ll just go as normal, also i don’t think banan are still on*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*hmm sorry i thought it was a different number…*
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Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes