A figure shrouded in robes strolls up to the double doors of the mansion. He wears a large and billowy robe, with a made covering all but his mouth and the tip of his nose. How can he even see? He walks with a mysterious but powerful presence, his strides are long and confident. As he approaches the doors, they seemingly open for him without him pushing them at all. They slowly creak open, and he continues to walk inside. Once inside the manor, he slowly removes his hood. His face is stoic, with scars across the right side of his face. His hair is around ear length and is greying only slightly. He has stubble around his face and his eyes are bright blue. The man and women speaking to Antonio recognize this newcomer as an odd, but powerful hermit named Kane River.
A tall and slender man follows him. He has curly black hair that almost covers pointed ears, revealing elvish heritage. Pale gray eyes dart towards Kane as he walks by him, as if wanting to speak but not quite sure what to say. He wears a fitted leather jacket and black leggings. *he’s trans so most mistake him for a woman*
Kane nods his head at the Elf and speaks in a soft voice with a slight British accent. “Greetings.” His arms and body remain hidden behind his cloak.
“Hello.”The half elf speaks with a well hidden Canadian accent. “And who might you be?”
“Here, I am known as Kane. Kane River. And you?” He turns his head to look at the half elf, his blue eyes are so bright and unwavering that they seem to gaze into the elf’s very soul.
His eyes narrow for a brief moment, easily missable. “Isa, sir. Isa Dono.”
“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
“The pleasure is all mine.”
“I am assuming you are here because you received a letter, as I did?”
“Yes, sir. I assume that is why most, if not all, people are here.”
“No need to call me sir.” He chuckles. “That reminds of times I’d rather not remember.”
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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 figure shrouded in robes strolls up to the double doors of the mansion. He wears a large and billowy robe, with a made covering all but his mouth and the tip of his nose. How can he even see? He walks with a mysterious but powerful presence, his strides are long and confident. As he approaches the doors, they seemingly open for him without him pushing them at all. They slowly creak open, and he continues to walk inside. Once inside the manor, he slowly removes his hood. His face is stoic, with scars across the right side of his face. His hair is around ear length and is greying only slightly. He has stubble around his face and his eyes are bright blue. The man and women speaking to Antonio recognize this newcomer as an odd, but powerful hermit named Kane River.
A tall and slender man follows him. He has curly black hair that almost covers pointed ears, revealing elvish heritage. Pale gray eyes dart towards Kane as he walks by him, as if wanting to speak but not quite sure what to say. He wears a fitted leather jacket and black leggings. *he’s trans so most mistake him for a woman*
Kane nods his head at the Elf and speaks in a soft voice with a slight British accent. “Greetings.” His arms and body remain hidden behind his cloak.
“Hello.”The half elf speaks with a well hidden Canadian accent. “And who might you be?”
“Here, I am known as Kane. Kane River. And you?” He turns his head to look at the half elf, his blue eyes are so bright and unwavering that they seem to gaze into the elf’s very soul.
His eyes narrow for a brief moment, easily missable. “Isa, sir. Isa Dono.”
“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
“The pleasure is all mine.”
“I am assuming you are here because you received a letter, as I did?”
“Yes, sir. I assume that is why most, if not all, people are here.”
“No need to call me sir.” He chuckles. “That reminds of times I’d rather not remember.”
“If I may, what happened?”
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
*This could have been a really cool James Bond thing. Maybe I’ll make a James Bond Thread.*
*what could have?*
*This thread could’ve been a 007 Goldeneye sort of thing.*
*i have no idea what that is but ok*
*Watch James Bond.*
*whats it about*
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
A figure shrouded in robes strolls up to the double doors of the mansion. He wears a large and billowy robe, with a made covering all but his mouth and the tip of his nose. How can he even see? He walks with a mysterious but powerful presence, his strides are long and confident. As he approaches the doors, they seemingly open for him without him pushing them at all. They slowly creak open, and he continues to walk inside. Once inside the manor, he slowly removes his hood. His face is stoic, with scars across the right side of his face. His hair is around ear length and is greying only slightly. He has stubble around his face and his eyes are bright blue. The man and women speaking to Antonio recognize this newcomer as an odd, but powerful hermit named Kane River.
A tall and slender man follows him. He has curly black hair that almost covers pointed ears, revealing elvish heritage. Pale gray eyes dart towards Kane as he walks by him, as if wanting to speak but not quite sure what to say. He wears a fitted leather jacket and black leggings. *he’s trans so most mistake him for a woman*
Kane nods his head at the Elf and speaks in a soft voice with a slight British accent. “Greetings.” His arms and body remain hidden behind his cloak.
“Hello.”The half elf speaks with a well hidden Canadian accent. “And who might you be?”
“Here, I am known as Kane. Kane River. And you?” He turns his head to look at the half elf, his blue eyes are so bright and unwavering that they seem to gaze into the elf’s very soul.
His eyes narrow for a brief moment, easily missable. “Isa, sir. Isa Dono.”
“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
“The pleasure is all mine.”
“I am assuming you are here because you received a letter, as I did?”
“Yes, sir. I assume that is why most, if not all, people are here.”
“No need to call me sir.” He chuckles. “That reminds of times I’d rather not remember.”
“If I may, what happened?”
“It’s a very long story, but I used to be a General during a massive war.”
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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.
Antonio is sleeping on one of the couches outside of the main quarters, his legs crossed, his sharp ears twitching at the still air and a small sly grin teasing at his lips. The tips of his hair floating lightly off of his hair as he sleeps. He snores lightly and occasionally hums an iconic but not well known song. His suit is somehow not wrinkled despite his lying down.
A hooded figure seems to float through the front doors, death and darkness radiating off of him in waves, his aura void black. He looks around silently before wandering down a hallway
A figure shrouded in robes strolls up to the double doors of the mansion. He wears a large and billowy robe, with a made covering all but his mouth and the tip of his nose. How can he even see? He walks with a mysterious but powerful presence, his strides are long and confident. As he approaches the doors, they seemingly open for him without him pushing them at all. They slowly creak open, and he continues to walk inside. Once inside the manor, he slowly removes his hood. His face is stoic, with scars across the right side of his face. His hair is around ear length and is greying only slightly. He has stubble around his face and his eyes are bright blue. The man and women speaking to Antonio recognize this newcomer as an odd, but powerful hermit named Kane River.
A tall and slender man follows him. He has curly black hair that almost covers pointed ears, revealing elvish heritage. Pale gray eyes dart towards Kane as he walks by him, as if wanting to speak but not quite sure what to say. He wears a fitted leather jacket and black leggings. *he’s trans so most mistake him for a woman*
Kane nods his head at the Elf and speaks in a soft voice with a slight British accent. “Greetings.” His arms and body remain hidden behind his cloak.
“Hello.”The half elf speaks with a well hidden Canadian accent. “And who might you be?”
“Here, I am known as Kane. Kane River. And you?” He turns his head to look at the half elf, his blue eyes are so bright and unwavering that they seem to gaze into the elf’s very soul.
His eyes narrow for a brief moment, easily missable. “Isa, sir. Isa Dono.”
“It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
“The pleasure is all mine.”
“I am assuming you are here because you received a letter, as I did?”
“Yes, sir. I assume that is why most, if not all, people are here.”
“No need to call me sir.” He chuckles. “That reminds of times I’d rather not remember.”
“If I may, what happened?”
“It’s a very long story, but I used to be a General during a massive war.”
He nods. “Which war?”
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
*This could have been a really cool James Bond thing. Maybe I’ll make a James Bond Thread.*
*what could have?*
*This thread could’ve been a 007 Goldeneye sort of thing.*
*i have no idea what that is but ok*
*Watch James Bond.*
*whats it about*
*Spies.*
*interesting*
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Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
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'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
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.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
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 figure shrouded in robes strolls up to the double doors of the mansion. He wears a large and billowy robe, with a made covering all but his mouth and the tip of his nose. How can he even see? He walks with a mysterious but powerful presence, his strides are long and confident. As he approaches the doors, they seemingly open for him without him pushing them at all. They slowly creak open, and he continues to walk inside. Once inside the manor, he slowly removes his hood. His face is stoic, with scars across the right side of his face. His hair is around ear length and is greying only slightly. He has stubble around his face and his eyes are bright blue. The man and women speaking to Antonio recognize this newcomer as an odd, but powerful hermit named Kane River.
Inside the mansion sitting on the floor is a short person in bandages and a bellhop outfit *himy can this char be canon?*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
A figure shrouded in robes strolls up to the double doors of the mansion. He wears a large and billowy robe, with a made covering all but his mouth and the tip of his nose. How can he even see? He walks with a mysterious but powerful presence, his strides are long and confident. As he approaches the doors, they seemingly open for him without him pushing them at all. They slowly creak open, and he continues to walk inside. Once inside the manor, he slowly removes his hood. His face is stoic, with scars across the right side of his face. His hair is around ear length and is greying only slightly. He has stubble around his face and his eyes are bright blue. The man and women speaking to Antonio recognize this newcomer as an odd, but powerful hermit named Kane River.
A young man walks past him. His face obscured by a Greek opera mask, feathery blond hair falling slightly over it. He wears a tattered trench coat with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. As he passes by, the man what can only be described as a sense of wrong. He can just tell that he has done things, though he can’t be sure what
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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.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A figure shrouded in robes strolls up to the double doors of the mansion. He wears a large and billowy robe, with a made covering all but his mouth and the tip of his nose. How can he even see? He walks with a mysterious but powerful presence, his strides are long and confident. As he approaches the doors, they seemingly open for him without him pushing them at all. They slowly creak open, and he continues to walk inside. Once inside the manor, he slowly removes his hood. His face is stoic, with scars across the right side of his face. His hair is around ear length and is greying only slightly. He has stubble around his face and his eyes are bright blue. The man and women speaking to Antonio recognize this newcomer as an odd, but powerful hermit named Kane River.
Inside the mansion sitting on the floor is a short person in bandages and a bellhop outfit *himy can this char be canon?*
*Pm me about it and I’ll see*
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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.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Antonio is sleeping on one of the couches outside of the main quarters, his legs crossed, his sharp ears twitching at the still air and a small sly grin teasing at his lips. The tips of his hair floating lightly off of his hair as he sleeps. He snores lightly and occasionally hums an iconic but not well known song. His suit is somehow not wrinkled despite his lying down.
Antonio is sleeping on one of the couches outside of the main quarters, his legs crossed, his sharp ears twitching at the still air and a small sly grin teasing at his lips. The tips of his hair floating lightly off of his hair as he sleeps. He snores lightly and occasionally hums an iconic but not well known song. His suit is somehow not wrinkled despite his lying down.
*If anyone wants to rp.*
A kid-sized person stands near the side of the couch, giving off a sound of irregular breathing and soft mechanical whirrs. they seem to be trying to bat the little floating bits that came from antonio's hair out of the air
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Antonio is sleeping on one of the couches outside of the main quarters, his legs crossed, his sharp ears twitching at the still air and a small sly grin teasing at his lips. The tips of his hair floating lightly off of his hair as he sleeps. He snores lightly and occasionally hums an iconic but not well known song. His suit is somehow not wrinkled despite his lying down.
*If anyone wants to rp.*
A kid-sized person stands near the side of the couch, giving off a sound of irregular breathing and soft mechanical whirrs. they seem to be trying to bat the little floating bits that came from antonio's hair out of the air
Eventually Antonio wakes up and looks at the kid sized person with a bemused smile “Excuse me, that is my hair you are playing with. Could you please not do that while I attempt to sleep? I’m Antonio by the way.” His accent and way he’s carries himself comforting to the person.
A figure shrouded in robes strolls up to the double doors of the mansion. He wears a large and billowy robe, with a made covering all but his mouth and the tip of his nose. How can he even see? He walks with a mysterious but powerful presence, his strides are long and confident. As he approaches the doors, they seemingly open for him without him pushing them at all. They slowly creak open, and he continues to walk inside. Once inside the manor, he slowly removes his hood. His face is stoic, with scars across the right side of his face. His hair is around ear length and is greying only slightly. He has stubble around his face and his eyes are bright blue. The man and women speaking to Antonio recognize this newcomer as an odd, but powerful hermit named Kane River.
A young man walks past him. His face obscured by a Greek opera mask, feathery blond hair falling slightly over it. He wears a tattered trench coat with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. As he passes by, the man what can only be described as a sense of wrong. He can just tell that he has done things, though he can’t be sure what
Kane raises an eyebrow. He slowly removes his billowy robe. Underneath, he wears a Monk-like outfit with light brown robes that fit loosely onto his body. The sleeves of his undershirt are large and loose, but his shoulders, elbows, and knees are all adorned with incomplete pieces of an armor set. The armor white with blue highlights and looks to be made out of a durable but light material that most definitely does not exist on earth. He has what looks like a utility belt around his wait, with which hangs a couple pouches, a small knife, and a strange metallic cylinder with worn grip tape wrapped around it and lots of metal plates and wires sticking out from it.
Kane subtly waves to the man that just passed him, then follows behind him.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
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“No need to call me sir.” He chuckles. “That reminds of times I’d rather not remember.”
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
“If I may, what happened?”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
*whats it about*
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
“It’s a very long story, but I used to be a General during a massive war.”
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
*Spies.*
A hooded figure seems to float through the front doors, death and darkness radiating off of him in waves, his aura void black. He looks around silently before wandering down a hallway
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
He nods. “Which war?”
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
*interesting*
Hey y’all, you can call me Sel or Julian or whatever, I don’t really care. Pronouns are they/he. Some things about be, I like reading, writing, dnd, theater, art. I have an art doc and my yt channel linked below. Pms are always open if you need to talk. Love y’all <3
Is art
@Irunwithskissors
*cut*
“They were called The Clone Wars.”
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
hi
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*hello*
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.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*Himy wanna rp? My intro’s on the second page*
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
Inside the mansion sitting on the floor is a short person in bandages and a bellhop outfit
*himy can this char be canon?*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
A young man walks past him. His face obscured by a Greek opera mask, feathery blond hair falling slightly over it. He wears a tattered trench coat with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. As he passes by, the man what can only be described as a sense of wrong. He can just tell that he has done things, though he can’t be sure what
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.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*Pm me about it and I’ll see*
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.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*If anyone wants to rp.*
A kid-sized person stands near the side of the couch, giving off a sound of irregular breathing and soft mechanical whirrs. they seem to be trying to bat the little floating bits that came from antonio's hair out of the air
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Eventually Antonio wakes up and looks at the kid sized person with a bemused smile “Excuse me, that is my hair you are playing with. Could you please not do that while I attempt to sleep? I’m Antonio by the way.” His accent and way he’s carries himself comforting to the person.
Kane raises an eyebrow. He slowly removes his billowy robe. Underneath, he wears a Monk-like outfit with light brown robes that fit loosely onto his body. The sleeves of his undershirt are large and loose, but his shoulders, elbows, and knees are all adorned with incomplete pieces of an armor set. The armor white with blue highlights and looks to be made out of a durable but light material that most definitely does not exist on earth. He has what looks like a utility belt around his wait, with which hangs a couple pouches, a small knife, and a strange metallic cylinder with worn grip tape wrapped around it and lots of metal plates and wires sticking out from it.
Kane subtly waves to the man that just passed him, then follows behind him.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES