Slick is in his shack working, resting on a single crutch when he isn't doing something.
The sign on his shack now has glowing words 'Last chance to get weapons and armor free!"
Rain walks into the door. It splinters a little, but it doesn’t get obliterated. He opens it correctly and steps into the shack. “How’re your ribs?”
Slick swivels on his crutch "I'll live. What can I do ya for? I spell enchanted rings now."
“Oh, I just wandered in here. Not for anything specific.”
"Just come to say hello have you? Well while you're here let me get your measurements. Take a seat." Slick hobbles to a shelf and grabs his measuring tools.
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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.
”…Okay. By the way, did Slick happen to tell you that he practically opened my gut? Or did he just tell you how I tragically broke his ribs?”
“Well he told me he landed a hit but I didn’t think it was possible to even hurt you!”
“I mean, he was using some kind of super-gun. I was using my fists.” He lifts up his shirt. There’s a semi-healed gash running down the full length of his side.
“Well that doesn’t seem nearly fair. You hit him, he shoots you?”
(a slim yet muscular girl mists into view)
(her eyes glow a blueish-black, she is wearing a dark green robe *so dark its nearly black*, and has an chrome/silver athame necklace dangling from her throat)
Rain just stares at her. He isn’t startled or anything. “Who are you?”
*she is gone now*
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~ 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
Slick is in his shack working, resting on a single crutch when he isn't doing something.
The sign on his shack now has glowing words 'Last chance to get weapons and armor free!"
Rain walks into the door. It splinters a little, but it doesn’t get obliterated. He opens it correctly and steps into the shack. “How’re your ribs?”
Slick swivels on his crutch "I'll live. What can I do ya for? I spell enchanted rings now."
“Oh, I just wandered in here. Not for anything specific.”
"Just come to say hello have you? Well while you're here let me get your measurements. Take a seat." Slick hobbles to a shelf and grabs his measuring tools.
He sits down on a chair. “What for?”
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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.
~ 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
Slick is in his shack working, resting on a single crutch when he isn't doing something.
The sign on his shack now has glowing words 'Last chance to get weapons and armor free!"
Rain walks into the door. It splinters a little, but it doesn’t get obliterated. He opens it correctly and steps into the shack. “How’re your ribs?”
Slick swivels on his crutch "I'll live. What can I do ya for? I spell enchanted rings now."
“Oh, I just wandered in here. Not for anything specific.”
"Just come to say hello have you? Well while you're here let me get your measurements. Take a seat." Slick hobbles to a shelf and grabs his measuring tools.
He sits down on a chair. “What for?”
Slick hobbies over to him "Just in case I make you armor again. Or make you anything really. Knowing your build would be a great help." Slick begins measuring his torso.
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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.
Slick is in his shack working, resting on a single crutch when he isn't doing something.
The sign on his shack now has glowing words 'Last chance to get weapons and armor free!"
Rain walks into the door. It splinters a little, but it doesn’t get obliterated. He opens it correctly and steps into the shack. “How’re your ribs?”
Slick swivels on his crutch "I'll live. What can I do ya for? I spell enchanted rings now."
“Oh, I just wandered in here. Not for anything specific.”
"Just come to say hello have you? Well while you're here let me get your measurements. Take a seat." Slick hobbles to a shelf and grabs his measuring tools.
He sits down on a chair. “What for?”
Slick hobbies over to him "Just in case I make you armor again. Or make you anything really. Knowing your build would be a great help." Slick begins measuring his torso.
“Kay.” He lifts his arms and winces if Slick touches the wound on his side.
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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.
Slick is in his shack working, resting on a single crutch when he isn't doing something.
The sign on his shack now has glowing words 'Last chance to get weapons and armor free!"
Rain walks into the door. It splinters a little, but it doesn’t get obliterated. He opens it correctly and steps into the shack. “How’re your ribs?”
Slick swivels on his crutch "I'll live. What can I do ya for? I spell enchanted rings now."
“Oh, I just wandered in here. Not for anything specific.”
"Just come to say hello have you? Well while you're here let me get your measurements. Take a seat." Slick hobbles to a shelf and grabs his measuring tools.
He sits down on a chair. “What for?”
Slick hobbies over to him "Just in case I make you armor again. Or make you anything really. Knowing your build would be a great help." Slick begins measuring his torso.
“Kay.” He lifts his arms and winces if Slick touches the wound on his side.
Slick swiftly removes his hands from where the wound is "Sorry, forgot I landed a hit." He begins to measure his arms
"So, how did you get here without magical talents?"
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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.
Slick is in his shack working, resting on a single crutch when he isn't doing something.
The sign on his shack now has glowing words 'Last chance to get weapons and armor free!"
Rain walks into the door. It splinters a little, but it doesn’t get obliterated. He opens it correctly and steps into the shack. “How’re your ribs?”
Slick swivels on his crutch "I'll live. What can I do ya for? I spell enchanted rings now."
“Oh, I just wandered in here. Not for anything specific.”
"Just come to say hello have you? Well while you're here let me get your measurements. Take a seat." Slick hobbles to a shelf and grabs his measuring tools.
He sits down on a chair. “What for?”
Slick hobbies over to him "Just in case I make you armor again. Or make you anything really. Knowing your build would be a great help." Slick begins measuring his torso.
“Kay.” He lifts his arms and winces if Slick touches the wound on his side.
Slick swiftly removes his hands from where the wound is "Sorry, forgot I landed a hit." He begins to measure his arms
"So, how did you get here without magical talents?"
“Deceit and trickery. My strength is practically magical, and I can fake a lot of spells.”
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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.
Fern is lying on a couch in the shared lounge. She appears to be working on a good pile of homework with a stack of books sitting next to her. She grumbles a twirls a pencil in one hand as she glares at a mathematic problem.
Johnny is outside, training with his sword. He is moving as if he were dancing, moving with his sword as if it were a part of his body. He grins as one of the training dummies is cut in half with a single sword stroke.
(Akuma walks out to see what's up out there, seeing Johnny, she just stands and watches)
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~ 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
Slick swiftly removes his hands from where the wound is "Sorry, forgot I landed a hit." He begins to measure his arms
"So, how did you get here without magical talents?"
“Deceit and trickery. My strength is practically magical, and I can fake a lot of spells.”
Slick smirks
"So you did things the fun way. If you ever need help keeping up the illusion I can make things for you."
“Thanks. Why did you wanna go here? For the competitions? For the classes?”
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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.
Fern is lying on a couch in the shared lounge. She appears to be working on a good pile of homework with a stack of books sitting next to her. She grumbles a twirls a pencil in one hand as she glares at a mathematic problem.
Johnny is outside, training with his sword. He is moving as if he were dancing, moving with his sword as if it were a part of his body. He grins as one of the training dummies is cut in half with a single sword stroke.
(Akuma walks out to see what's up out there, seeing Johnny, she just stands and watches)
Johnny looks over, waving. He scratches the back of his neck "Oi, hey there!" he grins.
Fern is lying on a couch in the shared lounge. She appears to be working on a good pile of homework with a stack of books sitting next to her. She grumbles a twirls a pencil in one hand as she glares at a mathematic problem.
Johnny is outside, training with his sword. He is moving as if he were dancing, moving with his sword as if it were a part of his body. He grins as one of the training dummies is cut in half with a single sword stroke.
(Akuma walks out to see what's up out there, seeing Johnny, she just stands and watches)
Johnny looks over, waving. He scratches the back of his neck "Oi, hey there!" he grins.
(Akuma just stares for a second longer, then proceeds to unsheathe her own hidden blade, walks up to the target dummy, and promptly decapitates it and re-sheathes the sword in one swift motion)
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~ 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
Fern is lying on a couch in the shared lounge. She appears to be working on a good pile of homework with a stack of books sitting next to her. She grumbles a twirls a pencil in one hand as she glares at a mathematic problem.
Johnny is outside, training with his sword. He is moving as if he were dancing, moving with his sword as if it were a part of his body. He grins as one of the training dummies is cut in half with a single sword stroke.
(Akuma walks out to see what's up out there, seeing Johnny, she just stands and watches)
Johnny looks over, waving. He scratches the back of his neck "Oi, hey there!" he grins.
(Akuma just stares for a second longer, then proceeds to unsheathe her own hidden blade, walks up to the target dummy, and promptly decapitates it and re-sheathes the sword in one swift motion)
“Don’t think about that. Your memories shape you, but your past is not your present. Focus on the good in your life, no matter how small.”
“Can you think of one good thing that could possibly be happening in my life right now.”
"I can't, but you need to find one."
“It hardly matters anyway. I’ll keep going because more people will get hurt if i cant deal with it anymore. I dont even know why you care. I already owe you the answer to one question. So. What is it.”
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.
Fern is lying on a couch in the shared lounge. She appears to be working on a good pile of homework with a stack of books sitting next to her. She grumbles a twirls a pencil in one hand as she glares at a mathematic problem.
Johnny is outside, training with his sword. He is moving as if he were dancing, moving with his sword as if it were a part of his body. He grins as one of the training dummies is cut in half with a single sword stroke.
(Akuma walks out to see what's up out there, seeing Johnny, she just stands and watches)
Johnny looks over, waving. He scratches the back of his neck "Oi, hey there!" he grins.
(Akuma just stares for a second longer, then proceeds to unsheathe her own hidden blade, walks up to the target dummy, and promptly decapitates it and re-sheathes the sword in one swift motion)
He chuckles "Good job!" he said.
(Akuma tilts her head ever so slightly)
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~ 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
Fern is lying on a couch in the shared lounge. She appears to be working on a good pile of homework with a stack of books sitting next to her. She grumbles a twirls a pencil in one hand as she glares at a mathematic problem.
Johnny is outside, training with his sword. He is moving as if he were dancing, moving with his sword as if it were a part of his body. He grins as one of the training dummies is cut in half with a single sword stroke.
(Akuma walks out to see what's up out there, seeing Johnny, she just stands and watches)
Johnny looks over, waving. He scratches the back of his neck "Oi, hey there!" he grins.
(Akuma just stares for a second longer, then proceeds to unsheathe her own hidden blade, walks up to the target dummy, and promptly decapitates it and re-sheathes the sword in one swift motion)
He chuckles "Good job!" he said.
(Akuma tilts her head ever so slightly)
He cuts another dummy with ease.
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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"Just come to say hello have you? Well while you're here let me get your measurements. Take a seat." Slick hobbles to a shelf and grabs his measuring tools.
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
*she is gone now*
~ 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
He sits down on a chair. “What for?”
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
Gmorning
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!
*gud mornin*
~ 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
Slick hobbies over to him "Just in case I make you armor again. Or make you anything really. Knowing your build would be a great help." Slick begins measuring his torso.
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
“Kay.” He lifts his arms and winces if Slick touches the wound on his side.
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 swiftly removes his hands from where the wound is "Sorry, forgot I landed a hit." He begins to measure his arms
"So, how did you get here without magical talents?"
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
“Deceit and trickery. My strength is practically magical, and I can fake a lot of spells.”
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
(Akuma walks out to see what's up out there, seeing Johnny, she just stands and watches)
~ 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
Slick smirks
"So you did things the fun way. If you ever need help keeping up the illusion I can make things for you."
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
“Thanks. Why did you wanna go here? For the competitions? For the classes?”
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
Johnny looks over, waving. He scratches the back of his neck "Oi, hey there!" he grins.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(Akuma just stares for a second longer, then proceeds to unsheathe her own hidden blade, walks up to the target dummy, and promptly decapitates it and re-sheathes the sword in one swift motion)
~ 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
He chuckles "Good job!" he said.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"My adopted father wanted me to. Thought it would be good for me."
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
*you could have asked literally anything*
”nice to meet you isan”
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
“Seems to have been pretty good for you, besides fighting me. You won the competition and practically have a fan club.”
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
(Akuma tilts her head ever so slightly)
~ 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
He cuts another dummy with ease.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘