A young Latin American boy is shoved into the commons. The boy looks to be about 16, and wears baggy jeans and a Primus shirt with the shoulders cut off. The kid is SERIOUSLY cut. Like, 6% body fat is what he looks like. He yells through his teeth when he is shoved into the room and stumbles onto his knee. His hair is curly and covers his eyes mostly. He reaches into his back pocket and produces a truncheon bat. He slowly scans the room, analyzing any person he sees. He decided he is not in danger here and stands up straight, taking a deep breath and calming down slightly.
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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.
*somebody pls be baba yaga and literally just be john wick lmao*
*I CALL BABA YAGA*
*be john wick*
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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 young Latin American boy is shoved into the commons. The boy looks to be about 16, and wears baggy jeans and a Primus shirt with the shoulders cut off. The kid is SERIOUSLY cut. Like, 6% body fat is what he looks like. He yells through his teeth when he is shoved into the room and stumbles onto his knee. His hair is curly and covers his eyes mostly. He reaches into his back pocket and produces a truncheon bat. He slowly scans the room, analyzing any person he sees. He decided he is not in danger here and stands up straight, taking a deep breath and calming down slightly.
A Hispanic man with curly hair and a golden headband leans down over him, his eyes a fiery red. “You good hermano?”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
A young Latin American boy is shoved into the commons. The boy looks to be about 16, and wears baggy jeans and a Primus shirt with the shoulders cut off. The kid is SERIOUSLY cut. Like, 6% body fat is what he looks like. He yells through his teeth when he is shoved into the room and stumbles onto his knee. His hair is curly and covers his eyes mostly. He reaches into his back pocket and produces a truncheon bat. He slowly scans the room, analyzing any person he sees. He decided he is not in danger here and stands up straight, taking a deep breath and calming down slightly.
Liam stands infront of him, his bangs only barely obscuring his golden eyes “heya”
A young Latin American boy is shoved into the commons. The boy looks to be about 16, and wears baggy jeans and a Primus shirt with the shoulders cut off. The kid is SERIOUSLY cut. Like, 6% body fat is what he looks like. He yells through his teeth when he is shoved into the room and stumbles onto his knee. His hair is curly and covers his eyes mostly. He reaches into his back pocket and produces a truncheon bat. He slowly scans the room, analyzing any person he sees. He decided he is not in danger here and stands up straight, taking a deep breath and calming down slightly.
A Hispanic man with curly hair and a golden headband leans down over him, his eyes a fiery red. “You good hermano?”
The kid breaths through his nose. “Yeah, I’m fine. Where am I?” He crosses his arms and looks around the room.
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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 young Latin American boy is shoved into the commons. The boy looks to be about 16, and wears baggy jeans and a Primus shirt with the shoulders cut off. The kid is SERIOUSLY cut. Like, 6% body fat is what he looks like. He yells through his teeth when he is shoved into the room and stumbles onto his knee. His hair is curly and covers his eyes mostly. He reaches into his back pocket and produces a truncheon bat. He slowly scans the room, analyzing any person he sees. He decided he is not in danger here and stands up straight, taking a deep breath and calming down slightly.
Liam stands infront of him, his bangs only barely obscuring his golden eyes “heya”
He looks Liam in the eye. His voice is low and kind of gravelly. “Hola.”
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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.
Liam (Lugh), is walking around with Anthony, talking fast in his Irish accent that no one can understand. He’s 6’1 and he seems to wear ivory tones and gold. Even his eyes are gold, his hair is a golden blonde, though his clothes seem to have paint splotches on em
Anthony is nodding with everything he Liam says, tapping his quarterstaff on his shoulder and occasionally replying.
A young Latin American boy is shoved into the commons. The boy looks to be about 16, and wears baggy jeans and a Primus shirt with the shoulders cut off. The kid is SERIOUSLY cut. Like, 6% body fat is what he looks like. He yells through his teeth when he is shoved into the room and stumbles onto his knee. His hair is curly and covers his eyes mostly. He reaches into his back pocket and produces a truncheon bat. He slowly scans the room, analyzing any person he sees. He decided he is not in danger here and stands up straight, taking a deep breath and calming down slightly.
Liam stands infront of him, his bangs only barely obscuring his golden eyes “heya”
He looks Liam in the eye. His voice is low and kind of gravelly. “Hola.”
A young Latin American boy is shoved into the commons. The boy looks to be about 16, and wears baggy jeans and a Primus shirt with the shoulders cut off. The kid is SERIOUSLY cut. Like, 6% body fat is what he looks like. He yells through his teeth when he is shoved into the room and stumbles onto his knee. His hair is curly and covers his eyes mostly. He reaches into his back pocket and produces a truncheon bat. He slowly scans the room, analyzing any person he sees. He decided he is not in danger here and stands up straight, taking a deep breath and calming down slightly.
Liam stands infront of him, his bangs only barely obscuring his golden eyes “heya”
He looks Liam in the eye. His voice is low and kind of gravelly. “Hola.”
he holds out a slender hand for kid “Name’s Liam”
The kid shakes his hand with a crushing grip. “Carlo.”
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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 young Latin American boy is shoved into the commons. The boy looks to be about 16, and wears baggy jeans and a Primus shirt with the shoulders cut off. The kid is SERIOUSLY cut. Like, 6% body fat is what he looks like. He yells through his teeth when he is shoved into the room and stumbles onto his knee. His hair is curly and covers his eyes mostly. He reaches into his back pocket and produces a truncheon bat. He slowly scans the room, analyzing any person he sees. He decided he is not in danger here and stands up straight, taking a deep breath and calming down slightly.
A Hispanic man with curly hair and a golden headband leans down over him, his eyes a fiery red. “You good hermano?”
The kid breaths through his nose. “Yeah, I’m fine. Where am I?” He crosses his arms and looks around the room.
“Hell. Or the research facility for the incarnated. I prefer hell though.” You notice he’s wearing odd tiger striped pants and a leather jacket with a plain white tee shirt underneath
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
A young Latin American boy is shoved into the commons. The boy looks to be about 16, and wears baggy jeans and a Primus shirt with the shoulders cut off. The kid is SERIOUSLY cut. Like, 6% body fat is what he looks like. He yells through his teeth when he is shoved into the room and stumbles onto his knee. His hair is curly and covers his eyes mostly. He reaches into his back pocket and produces a truncheon bat. He slowly scans the room, analyzing any person he sees. He decided he is not in danger here and stands up straight, taking a deep breath and calming down slightly.
A Hispanic man with curly hair and a golden headband leans down over him, his eyes a fiery red. “You good hermano?”
The kid breaths through his nose. “Yeah, I’m fine. Where am I?” He crosses his arms and looks around the room.
“Hell. Or the research facility for the incarnated. I prefer hell though.” You notice he’s wearing odd tiger striped pants and a leather jacket with a plain white tee shirt underneath
“Incarnated?”
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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 14 year old Caucasian boy is forced into the common room by some guards. He has fiery red hair, lots of freckles, and emerald green eyes. He’s around 5’2 and wears a grey sweatshirt and ripped jeans. His nose is slightly red, and he sneezes every so often. His left hand is always inside his pocket, and he seems suspicious of everyone around him. He has a paranoid look in his eyes.
*His name is William, the reincarnation of Koschei the deathless*
*could I play as a demigod like a Percy Jackson type of thing?*
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Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to!
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
A 14 year old Caucasian boy is forced into the common room by some guards. He has fiery red hair, lots of freckles, and emerald green eyes. He’s around 5’2 and wears a grey sweatshirt and ripped jeans. His nose is slightly red, and he sneezes every so often. His left hand is always inside his pocket, and he seems suspicious of everyone around him. He has a paranoid look in his eyes.
*His name is William, the reincarnation of Koschei the deathless*
Anthony stops and waves when he sees the kid, he waves pretty slowly with a slight smile.
A 14 year old Caucasian boy is forced into the common room by some guards. He has fiery red hair, lots of freckles, and emerald green eyes. He’s around 5’2 and wears a grey sweatshirt and ripped jeans. His nose is slightly red, and he sneezes every so often. His left hand is always inside his pocket, and he seems suspicious of everyone around him. He has a paranoid look in his eyes.
*His name is William, the reincarnation of Koschei the deathless*
Anthony stops and waves when he sees the kid, he waves pretty slowly with a slight smile.
“W-who are you? Where… where am I?!?” He looks around wildly.
A young Latin American boy is shoved into the commons. The boy looks to be about 16, and wears baggy jeans and a Primus shirt with the shoulders cut off. The kid is SERIOUSLY cut. Like, 6% body fat is what he looks like. He yells through his teeth when he is shoved into the room and stumbles onto his knee. His hair is curly and covers his eyes mostly. He reaches into his back pocket and produces a truncheon bat. He slowly scans the room, analyzing any person he sees. He decided he is not in danger here and stands up straight, taking a deep breath and calming down slightly.
A Hispanic man with curly hair and a golden headband leans down over him, his eyes a fiery red. “You good hermano?”
The kid breaths through his nose. “Yeah, I’m fine. Where am I?” He crosses his arms and looks around the room.
“Hell. Or the research facility for the incarnated. I prefer hell though.” You notice he’s wearing odd tiger striped pants and a leather jacket with a plain white tee shirt underneath
“Incarnated?”
“Ok lemme break it down for you. You’re a god. Or a hero. Or a monster. The best way I can put it is that you my amigo, are the living reincarnation of some being of myth and folklore. Ever noticed how different you are?”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Liam (Lugh), is walking around with Anthony, talking fast in his Irish accent that no one can understand. He’s 6’1 and he seems to wear ivory tones and gold. Even his eyes are gold, his hair is a golden blonde, though his clothes seem to have paint splotches on em
Anthony is nodding with everything he Liam says, tapping his quarterstaff on his shoulder and occasionally replying.
“Anh, so i was tellin de guards good night, boeht dey always look at me like i'm a foehckin wacko, i dahn't get it! i'm naht dat 'ard to oehnderstand am I?”
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I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
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A young Latin American boy is shoved into the commons. The boy looks to be about 16, and wears baggy jeans and a Primus shirt with the shoulders cut off. The kid is SERIOUSLY cut. Like, 6% body fat is what he looks like. He yells through his teeth when he is shoved into the room and stumbles onto his knee. His hair is curly and covers his eyes mostly. He reaches into his back pocket and produces a truncheon bat. He slowly scans the room, analyzing any person he sees. He decided he is not in danger here and stands up straight, taking a deep breath and calming down slightly.
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.
*be john wick*
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 also love the k mo'o but- well I can't be it*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025 (They still alive, but banished to being a lurker now)
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. Also, I have a lil bean on a thread. That bean is named Ace, here is the thread
A Hispanic man with curly hair and a golden headband leans down over him, his eyes a fiery red. “You good hermano?”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
Liam stands infront of him, his bangs only barely obscuring his golden eyes “heya”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
The kid breaths through his nose. “Yeah, I’m fine. Where am I?” He crosses his arms and looks around the room.
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.
He looks Liam in the eye. His voice is low and kind of gravelly. “Hola.”
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.
Anthony is nodding with everything he Liam says, tapping his quarterstaff on his shoulder and occasionally replying.
he holds out a slender hand for kid “Name’s Liam”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*ohhh wait can we be folklore kinds of mythological things?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025 (They still alive, but banished to being a lurker now)
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. Also, I have a lil bean on a thread. That bean is named Ace, here is the thread
The kid shakes his hand with a crushing grip. “Carlo.”
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.
“Hell. Or the research facility for the incarnated. I prefer hell though.” You notice he’s wearing odd tiger striped pants and a leather jacket with a plain white tee shirt underneath
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
“Incarnated?”
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 14 year old Caucasian boy is forced into the common room by some guards. He has fiery red hair, lots of freckles, and emerald green eyes. He’s around 5’2 and wears a grey sweatshirt and ripped jeans. His nose is slightly red, and he sneezes every so often. His left hand is always inside his pocket, and he seems suspicious of everyone around him. He has a paranoid look in his eyes.
*His name is William, the reincarnation of Koschei the deathless*
*could I play as a demigod like a Percy Jackson type of thing?*
Haiiiiii, I’m Druid! (he/they/it/moth/fae/star) I'm a smol insane queer lil' mess with a terrible mental state! I'm also a therian and furry :3 My current obsessions are The Amazing Digital Circus and Hazbin Hotel, so if you ever wanna chat about that, I'm always happy to!
"Oh no! Looks like I've taken Ragatha... AND DROPPED HER IN THE DEEP FRYER!" -Jax
Anthony stops and waves when he sees the kid, he waves pretty slowly with a slight smile.
“W-who are you? Where… where am I?!?” He looks around wildly.
“Ok lemme break it down for you. You’re a god. Or a hero. Or a monster. The best way I can put it is that you my amigo, are the living reincarnation of some being of myth and folklore. Ever noticed how different you are?”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
*pretty much. But less the child of and more you quite literally are, but with only a bit of their total power*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"Like a soon to be broken man once said: You're either perfect, or you're not me."
”Be not defeated by the rain. Be not hindered by the wind. Bested by neither winter snow or summer heat.”
Hic Sunt Dracones
“Anh, so i was tellin de guards good night, boeht dey always look at me like i'm a foehckin wacko, i dahn't get it! i'm naht dat 'ard to oehnderstand am I?”
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger