A small horde of children skip into the arena, tossing sprinkles around to celebrate the arrival of their red-eyed lord: the self-proclaimed Witch King Goto (power level 24), dressed in their fluffy, colorful, signature clothing, including their mask and ribbon cloak. The children take their places in the stands after a minute, pulling out notebooks as the rest of the audience boos the curse-ridden schoolteacher. The kids and the Witch King seem to take this as encouragement, the King even blowing kisses to the venomous spectators.
Goto chuckles as they crack their knuckles, taking a moment to cough up some bright red soda.
Stomping into the horde comes a large deer, larger than a regular deer but not by much. The horns of the deer are silver and shining with radiance, and its eyes glow a coppery color. The fur of the great beast is a shining gold, and it wears a saddle on it with saddlebags filled with coins. Its hooves seem to be made of pure silver. Mounted on the saddle is a small boy with bright violet eyes, blonde hair, freckles, and a wide smile.
Goto bows, then makes a short jump backward, arms open in a sort of 'Come at me!' gesture.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Lieutenant of the Dragon Club roars and charges at the prismatic thingy. 28 to hit, 21 damage.
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
A small horde of children skip into the arena, tossing sprinkles around to celebrate the arrival of their red-eyed lord: the self-proclaimed Witch King Goto (power level 24), dressed in their fluffy, colorful, signature clothing, including their mask and ribbon cloak. The children take their places in the stands after a minute, pulling out notebooks as the rest of the audience boos the curse-ridden schoolteacher. The kids and the Witch King seem to take this as encouragement, the King even blowing kisses to the venomous spectators.
Goto chuckles as they crack their knuckles, taking a moment to cough up some bright red soda.
Stomping into the horde comes a large deer, larger than a regular deer but not by much. The horns of the deer are silver and shining with radiance, and its eyes glow a coppery color. The fur of the great beast is a shining gold, and it wears a saddle on it with saddlebags filled with coins. Its hooves seem to be made of pure silver. Mounted on the saddle is a small boy with bright violet eyes, blonde hair, freckles, and a wide smile.
Goto bows, then makes a short jump backward, arms open in a sort of 'Come at me!' gesture.
“Wanna play?” The boy asks, nervously, drawing a sword. Clearly, his idea of playing is fighting.
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO. The best name for the mad gibber
The Lieutenant of the Dragon Club roars and charges at the prismatic thingy. 27 to hit, 19 damage.
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second that missed
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*’Kay.*
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO. The best name for the mad gibber
Goto bows, then makes a short jump backward, arms open in a sort of 'Come at me!' gesture.
“Wanna play?” The boy asks, nervously, drawing a sword. Clearly, his idea of playing is fighting.
The Witch King conjures an estoc made of sugar and enters a duelist's stance. "Again, with confidence!"
“Yay!” The boy cries, patting his deer. It charges at the Witch King, and he grins madly.
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
*I like the no numbers idea, since I've never done that before! Here's my introduction:*
A small horde of children skip into the arena, tossing sprinkles around to celebrate the arrival of their red-eyed lord: the self-proclaimed Witch King Goto (power level 24), dressed in their fluffy, colorful, signature clothing, including their mask and ribbon cloak. The children take their places in the stands after a minute, pulling out notebooks as the rest of the audience boos the curse-ridden schoolteacher. The kids and the Witch King seem to take this as encouragement, the King even blowing kisses to the venomous spectators.
Waiting to face him is a young woman in a dress embroidered with sunflower patterns. Her blonde hair is tied into a braid, her blue eyes twinkle with a bit of mischief, and she has wields no weapons, instead a wooden cane. She seems to have her own crowd of followers, spectators of all ages, who are madly cheering her on, determined to be much louder than everyone else. Beneath the facade of youth and innocence, of course, is something hideous. Introducing Aunt Pleasant, power level 24 as well. Sitting on a rock 60 or so feet away from the Witch King, she smiles and waves cheerfully, getting up and grabbing her cane with both hands. It’s suspiciously sharpened on one end, like a dagger.
The Witch King waves back and skips over before bowing. Their only 'weapon' is the miniature cauldron that hangs in their right hand, unless you include the gingerbread man in their coat pocket, armed with a bitten swirly pop. They chuckle, standing back up and turning partially sideways before holding out a gloved hand for her to take, much like an invitation to dance.
She stands as well, taking his hand with one of hers, the other wielding her cane. She holds direct eye contact with the Witch King for multiple seconds. The hand she is holding his in begins to shake and flit with near invisible wisps of magic.
suddenly, he’s seeing double. There’s two of her now- wait, no, four of her. (Basically, she’s casting a mirror image spell)
She takes her hand back, jumping back about five feet, holding out her cane in front of her like a rapier.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
The Witch King conjures an estoc made of sugar and enters a duelist's stance. "Again, with confidence!"
“Yay!” The boy cries, patting his deer. It charges at the Witch King, and he grins madly.
They swing the blade at the deer, causing it to shatter against the radiant antlers. Goto themselves nearly loses an arm in this genuinely stupid gambit.
The cursed shards, however, change direction mid-air to slash at the deer's side, not dealing much damage but causing minor bleeding and cutting open the coin bags.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Witch King conjures an estoc made of sugar and enters a duelist's stance. "Again, with confidence!"
“Yay!” The boy cries, patting his deer. It charges at the Witch King, and he grins madly.
They swing the blade at the deer, causing it to shatter against the radiant antlers. Goto themselves nearly loses an arm in this genuinely stupid gambit.
The cursed shards, however, change direction mid-air to slash at the deer's side, not dealing much damage but causing minor bleeding and cutting open the coin bags.
The deer makes a deer scream and extends his antlers towards Goto, charging. Your choice whether it hits.
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
The Witch King waves back and skips over before bowing. Their only 'weapon' is the miniature cauldron that hangs in their right hand, unless you include the gingerbread man in their coat pocket, armed with a bitten swirly pop. They chuckle, standing back up and turning partially sideways before holding out a gloved hand for her to take, much like an invitation to dance.
She stands as well, taking his hand with one of hers, the other wielding her cane. She holds direct eye contact with the Witch King for multiple seconds. The hand she is holding his in begins to shake and flit with near invisible wisps of magic.
suddenly, he’s seeing double. There’s two of her now- wait, no, four of her. (Basically, she’s casting a mirror image spell)
She takes her hand back, jumping back about five feet, holding out her cane in front of her like a rapier.
Goto shakes his head, trying to clear his mind. When the hallucinations don't fade, he sighs, soda dribbling out of his mouth. His eyes suddenly burn like miniature suns as he screams and slams his cauldron against the ground, causing colorful sugar blades to burst up and glide through the earth like shark fins toward each of the illusions, leaving cotton candy clouds in their wake.
The King's laugh fills the fog, making it unclear where their voice is coming from.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
They swing the blade at the deer, causing it to shatter against the radiant antlers. Goto themselves nearly loses an arm in this genuinely stupid gambit.
The cursed shards, however, change direction mid-air to slash at the deer's side, not dealing much damage but causing minor bleeding and cutting open the coin bags.
The deer makes a deer scream and extends his antlers towards Goto, charging. Your choice whether it hits.
The mask is chipped so deeply that it draws blood- er, soda? Multiple antler points stab into their torso and shoulder, eliciting a strangled groan. In an instant, he disappears in a puff of powdered sugar, reappearing not 10ft to the side of the deer. He thrusts out an arm, causing an enormous candy cane spike to fly out from his sleeve, stabbing through the front leg of the deer
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
They swing the blade at the deer, causing it to shatter against the radiant antlers. Goto themselves nearly loses an arm in this genuinely stupid gambit.
The cursed shards, however, change direction mid-air to slash at the deer's side, not dealing much damage but causing minor bleeding and cutting open the coin bags.
The deer makes a deer scream and extends his antlers towards Goto, charging. Your choice whether it hits.
The mask is chipped so deeply that it draws blood- er, soda? Multiple antler points stab into their torso and shoulder, eliciting a strangled groan. In an instant, he disappears in a puff of powdered sugar, reappearing not 10ft to the side of the deer. He thrusts out an arm, causing an enormous candy cane spike to fly out from his sleeve, stabbing through the front leg of the deer
The deer spins around wildly and jumps into the air. The boy falls off of the deer. “Ow!” He cries. But the deer charges at Goto again, smacking them with his horns.
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
The mask is chipped so deeply that it draws blood- er, soda? Multiple antler points stab into their torso and shoulder, eliciting a strangled groan. In an instant, he disappears in a puff of powdered sugar, reappearing not 10ft to the side of the deer. He thrusts out an arm, causing an enormous candy cane spike to fly out from his sleeve, stabbing through the front leg of the deer
The deer spins around wildly and jumps into the air. The boy falls off of the deer. “Ow!” He cries. But the deer charges at Goto again, smacking them with his horns.
For a moment, time seems to freeze between the witch and the deer. Goto's eyes burn with a sudden and infinite hatred. When time resumes, he ducks under the deer's antlers and conjures a candy shank in each hand, rapidly stabbing the deer in the stomach and chest over and over as it passes over them. They slide over to the boy. "You're still good, right?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Witch King waves back and skips over before bowing. Their only 'weapon' is the miniature cauldron that hangs in their right hand, unless you include the gingerbread man in their coat pocket, armed with a bitten swirly pop. They chuckle, standing back up and turning partially sideways before holding out a gloved hand for her to take, much like an invitation to dance.
She stands as well, taking his hand with one of hers, the other wielding her cane. She holds direct eye contact with the Witch King for multiple seconds. The hand she is holding his in begins to shake and flit with near invisible wisps of magic.
suddenly, he’s seeing double. There’s two of her now- wait, no, four of her. (Basically, she’s casting a mirror image spell)
She takes her hand back, jumping back about five feet, holding out her cane in front of her like a rapier.
Goto shakes his head, trying to clear his mind. When the hallucinations don't fade, he sighs, soda dribbling out of his mouth. His eyes suddenly burn like miniature suns as he screams and slams his cauldron against the ground, causing colorful sugar blades to burst up and glide through the earth like shark fins toward each of the illusions, leaving cotton candy clouds in their wake.
The King's laugh fills the fog, making it unclear where their voice is coming from.
She scowls, backing up another ten feet or so. She forcefully slams the sharp end of her cane into the ground, causing a dozen tiny fissures to form in front of her, disrupting the battlefield immediately around them. From those fissures leaks wisps of pinkish-golden transparent magic, designed to further mess with his senses. Assuming he is exposed to them for a prolonged period of time (a few rounds), his vision will begin to blur and his senses will dull, including his ability to sense pain and fear.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
The mask is chipped so deeply that it draws blood- er, soda? Multiple antler points stab into their torso and shoulder, eliciting a strangled groan. In an instant, he disappears in a puff of powdered sugar, reappearing not 10ft to the side of the deer. He thrusts out an arm, causing an enormous candy cane spike to fly out from his sleeve, stabbing through the front leg of the deer
The deer spins around wildly and jumps into the air. The boy falls off of the deer. “Ow!” He cries. But the deer charges at Goto again, smacking them with his horns.
For a moment, time seems to freeze between the witch and the deer. Goto's eyes burn with a sudden and infinite hatred. When time resumes, he ducks under the deer's antlers and conjures a candy shank in each hand, rapidly stabbing the deer in the stomach and chest over and over as it passes over them. They slide over to the boy. "You're still good, right?"
He nods… “Yeah…” He pulls himself to his feet, and the deer collapses to the ground, groaning. The light goes out in his eyes, and the boy looks sad at the fate of his deer, but still happy due to his deer having knocked him off. “That was really cool!”
*Want to do pure roleplay in another thread?*
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Goto bows, then makes a short jump backward, arms open in a sort of 'Come at me!' gesture.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Lieutenant of the Dragon Club roars and charges at the prismatic thingy. 28 to hit, 21 damage.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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“Wanna play?” The boy asks, nervously, drawing a sword. Clearly, his idea of playing is fighting.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
first read the edit
second that missed
edit back in 10
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne
See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread
part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine
Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO.
The best name for the mad gibber
*’Kay.*
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
GTG
"The Biggest problem D&D player face is their own bad decisions." "What doesn't kill you makes you more likely to die."- Thauraeln_The_Bol "Well, hey, if it ain't broke, then break it!"Former_Queen_Yvonne
See my homebrew spells, monsters, and this thread
part of the cult of science, and the Cult of the Nothic, and plays on Tenbrae Sine Fine
Please help us!!! (Link) Nickname is Colton. PM ME THE WORD TOMATO.
The best name for the mad gibber
The Witch King conjures an estoc made of sugar and enters a duelist's stance. "Again, with confidence!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Yay!” The boy cries, patting his deer. It charges at the Witch King, and he grins madly.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
She stands as well, taking his hand with one of hers, the other wielding her cane. She holds direct eye contact with the Witch King for multiple seconds. The hand she is holding his in begins to shake and flit with near invisible wisps of magic.
suddenly, he’s seeing double. There’s two of her now- wait, no, four of her. (Basically, she’s casting a mirror image spell)
She takes her hand back, jumping back about five feet, holding out her cane in front of her like a rapier.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
They swing the blade at the deer, causing it to shatter against the radiant antlers. Goto themselves nearly loses an arm in this genuinely stupid gambit.
The cursed shards, however, change direction mid-air to slash at the deer's side, not dealing much damage but causing minor bleeding and cutting open the coin bags.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The deer makes a deer scream and extends his antlers towards Goto, charging. Your choice whether it hits.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
Goto shakes his head, trying to clear his mind. When the hallucinations don't fade, he sighs, soda dribbling out of his mouth. His eyes suddenly burn like miniature suns as he screams and slams his cauldron against the ground, causing colorful sugar blades to burst up and glide through the earth like shark fins toward each of the illusions, leaving cotton candy clouds in their wake.
The King's laugh fills the fog, making it unclear where their voice is coming from.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The mask is chipped so deeply that it draws blood- er, soda? Multiple antler points stab into their torso and shoulder, eliciting a strangled groan. In an instant, he disappears in a puff of powdered sugar, reappearing not 10ft to the side of the deer. He thrusts out an arm, causing an enormous candy cane spike to fly out from his sleeve, stabbing through the front leg of the deer
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The deer spins around wildly and jumps into the air. The boy falls off of the deer. “Ow!” He cries. But the deer charges at Goto again, smacking them with his horns.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
For a moment, time seems to freeze between the witch and the deer. Goto's eyes burn with a sudden and infinite hatred. When time resumes, he ducks under the deer's antlers and conjures a candy shank in each hand, rapidly stabbing the deer in the stomach and chest over and over as it passes over them. They slide over to the boy. "You're still good, right?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She scowls, backing up another ten feet or so. She forcefully slams the sharp end of her cane into the ground, causing a dozen tiny fissures to form in front of her, disrupting the battlefield immediately around them. From those fissures leaks wisps of pinkish-golden transparent magic, designed to further mess with his senses. Assuming he is exposed to them for a prolonged period of time (a few rounds), his vision will begin to blur and his senses will dull, including his ability to sense pain and fear.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*I gtg for a bit, but I'll be back to finish this*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He nods… “Yeah…” He pulls himself to his feet, and the deer collapses to the ground, groaning. The light goes out in his eyes, and the boy looks sad at the fate of his deer, but still happy due to his deer having knocked him off. “That was really cool!”
*Want to do pure roleplay in another thread?*
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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*Hey Arch want to roleplay?*
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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*sure! Either we can do like roleplay or an actual fight with numbers.*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”