Ragnaris spreads his wings, flapping until he is around 40 feet above the water of the lake. He flies back to the dome, and anyone who is watching him can see that he is holding about 100 large barrels of beer and ale in his maw. He lands on the ground with enough force to cause a small earthquake.
Zeon stops running, managing to keep his balance as the quake shakes the ground, before he looks over at the massive dragon curiously.
He turns his head sideways, so that each barrel falls standing up. He then uses a massive claw to delicately punch a hole in the top of one, and gently brings it up to his mouth. He then pours the entire contents of the barrel into his mouth, and restarts the process on another.
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
When nobody is looking, somewhere in the dome, there appears an old, brown, box TV, half buried in the ground. Nobody saw it get there, but it’s there. On it is a big red, “ON,” button.
Elk walks over to the TV, a confused look on his face. He pokes at the ON button with the end of his glaive, then steps back.
The TV turns on, first showing static, then showing a colorful cartoon field with some hills in the background. The hills have faces, and are lightly bouncing back and forth. Two characters walk on screen, two cartoon people, a boy and a girl, who start setting up a picnic. Every once in a while, the tv switches back to static before changing back suddenly. (It’s in like a cup head/ looney toons style)
He steps back, obviously very, VERY confused. He holds his glaive at the ready, the blade pointing at the screen.
Suddenly, the screen cuts to a rabbit burrow. An adorable cartoon rabbit wakes up, yawning and stretching like a human, before jumping out of their burrow, munching on a carrot, and walking towards the picnic. Unnoticed, the rabbit steals the pair’s picnic basket, running away as the two humans start chasing after it. It cuts to static again, then back.
Galighorelk steps back cautiously, his glaive still pointed at the screen.
The rabbit dives into their burrow and starts to pop out in random places around the field, the two people producing giant hammers and trying to whack them, failing miserably. Then the rabbit leaps out, with his own giant hammer, and smashes the girl into the ground, flattening her. The boy produces a gun and tries to shoot the rabbit, who dived back into the hole. He sticks the barrel of the gun into the hole, which comes out of another hole, aiming towards the boy. He fires, and it hits him, and he yowls in pain and runs off of the screen. The screen zooms in on the rabbit who peeks his head out, munching on a carrot. The screen turns dark and turns to static, then to a screen saying, “That’s all folks!” With the rabbit and the two humans, frozen chasing each other. At the center of the screen is a sort of logo, that seems to be some sort of cartoonish green head with tentacles and giant eyes. The screen goes static again, and it stays that way. Some sort of shadow moves throughout the static, with a head like the logo’s and with long, spindly cartoonish limbs and batlike wings on its back.
Elk's eyes widen in shock, and he leaps backwards, putting himself around 50 feet away from the TV. He holds his glaive, ready to call down a bolt of lightning to decimate whatever is inside the screen.
The screen switches from static and it becomes a black void, the only color on the screen being a spindly green cartoon character, with long limbs and gloved hands, five tentacles on its face, curling and moving in a rhythmic pattern, the same animation over and over, with green and blue wings, too tiny to use to fly, on its back. It bobs back and forth, staring right at Elk. Then, it waves.
”Well Hiya kids! I hope that these DELICIOUS cartoons are enjoyable for ya, but now you know what time it is!” A cheering sound comes from the TV.
“ITS BREAK TIME! We’ll be back in an hour- ooohhooohhoohohhohoohohohohhhhoo.” It seems the creature notices Elk.
”It seems we have a special guest!” Suddenly, the screen shows a talk show room, with the creature lounging on a sofa. “Tell me, mystery guest, what. is. Your. name?!?”
Elk, not knowing if it is even possible to use his telepathy to respond, attemps to speak out loud. "My name... is Galighorelk, but... you may... call... me Elk."
“Well, ELK, it is a pleasure to meet ya! Truly a pleasure! Now, what are ya doing here, all alone on a late night? Did you get lost? Did your friends abandon you for the SLIME? Ooh, I have a question for you! Would you rather win a million dollars or be eaten by a giant spider?” He says excitedly, bouncing up and down, holding out a microphone to the front of the screen.
"What... are dollars...?"
“Bucks! Money! Cash!” He yells, waving is hands around, his eyes temporarily turning to dollar signs as it starts raining gold.
"Do you mean... gold... pieces?"
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Ragnaris spreads his wings, flapping until he is around 40 feet above the water of the lake. He flies back to the dome, and anyone who is watching him can see that he is holding about 100 large barrels of beer and ale in his maw. He lands on the ground with enough force to cause a small earthquake.
Zeon stops running, managing to keep his balance as the quake shakes the ground, before he looks over at the massive dragon curiously.
He turns his head sideways, so that each barrel falls standing up. He then uses a massive claw to delicately punch a hole in the top of one, and gently brings it up to his mouth. He then pours the entire contents of the barrel into his mouth, and restarts the process on another.
“You must need a lot to drink, being so big and all” Zeon says as he walks up, his 3 foot stature being dwarfed the barrels of alcohol on the ground.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Ragnaris spreads his wings, flapping until he is around 40 feet above the water of the lake. He flies back to the dome, and anyone who is watching him can see that he is holding about 100 large barrels of beer and ale in his maw. He lands on the ground with enough force to cause a small earthquake.
John Dungeon the Crusader walks out in his suit of armor and approaches the giant dragon, moving seamlessly despite the heavy plate. He charges the dragon, only stopping when he see the barrels of beer, and scratches his head confused.
When nobody is looking, somewhere in the dome, there appears an old, brown, box TV, half buried in the ground. Nobody saw it get there, but it’s there. On it is a big red, “ON,” button.
Elk walks over to the TV, a confused look on his face. He pokes at the ON button with the end of his glaive, then steps back.
The TV turns on, first showing static, then showing a colorful cartoon field with some hills in the background. The hills have faces, and are lightly bouncing back and forth. Two characters walk on screen, two cartoon people, a boy and a girl, who start setting up a picnic. Every once in a while, the tv switches back to static before changing back suddenly. (It’s in like a cup head/ looney toons style)
He steps back, obviously very, VERY confused. He holds his glaive at the ready, the blade pointing at the screen.
Suddenly, the screen cuts to a rabbit burrow. An adorable cartoon rabbit wakes up, yawning and stretching like a human, before jumping out of their burrow, munching on a carrot, and walking towards the picnic. Unnoticed, the rabbit steals the pair’s picnic basket, running away as the two humans start chasing after it. It cuts to static again, then back.
Galighorelk steps back cautiously, his glaive still pointed at the screen.
The rabbit dives into their burrow and starts to pop out in random places around the field, the two people producing giant hammers and trying to whack them, failing miserably. Then the rabbit leaps out, with his own giant hammer, and smashes the girl into the ground, flattening her. The boy produces a gun and tries to shoot the rabbit, who dived back into the hole. He sticks the barrel of the gun into the hole, which comes out of another hole, aiming towards the boy. He fires, and it hits him, and he yowls in pain and runs off of the screen. The screen zooms in on the rabbit who peeks his head out, munching on a carrot. The screen turns dark and turns to static, then to a screen saying, “That’s all folks!” With the rabbit and the two humans, frozen chasing each other. At the center of the screen is a sort of logo, that seems to be some sort of cartoonish green head with tentacles and giant eyes. The screen goes static again, and it stays that way. Some sort of shadow moves throughout the static, with a head like the logo’s and with long, spindly cartoonish limbs and batlike wings on its back.
Elk's eyes widen in shock, and he leaps backwards, putting himself around 50 feet away from the TV. He holds his glaive, ready to call down a bolt of lightning to decimate whatever is inside the screen.
The screen switches from static and it becomes a black void, the only color on the screen being a spindly green cartoon character, with long limbs and gloved hands, five tentacles on its face, curling and moving in a rhythmic pattern, the same animation over and over, with green and blue wings, too tiny to use to fly, on its back. It bobs back and forth, staring right at Elk. Then, it waves.
”Well Hiya kids! I hope that these DELICIOUS cartoons are enjoyable for ya, but now you know what time it is!” A cheering sound comes from the TV.
“ITS BREAK TIME! We’ll be back in an hour- ooohhooohhoohohhohoohohohohhhhoo.” It seems the creature notices Elk.
”It seems we have a special guest!” Suddenly, the screen shows a talk show room, with the creature lounging on a sofa. “Tell me, mystery guest, what. is. Your. name?!?”
Elk, not knowing if it is even possible to use his telepathy to respond, attemps to speak out loud. "My name... is Galighorelk, but... you may... call... me Elk."
“Well, ELK, it is a pleasure to meet ya! Truly a pleasure! Now, what are ya doing here, all alone on a late night? Did you get lost? Did your friends abandon you for the SLIME? Ooh, I have a question for you! Would you rather win a million dollars or be eaten by a giant spider?” He says excitedly, bouncing up and down, holding out a microphone to the front of the screen.
"What... are dollars...?"
“Bucks! Money! Cash!” He yells, waving is hands around, his eyes temporarily turning to dollar signs as it starts raining gold.
"Do you mean... gold... pieces?"
“Of course! A million or be devoured by the spider family? Hard choice, right?” A spider crawls onto the screen, as big as the creature. He dodged out of the way as it charges through the screen, destroying all the furniture. As it passes, he rushes up to the screen and covers it with his gloves, as a ‘technical difficulties, we’ll be right back,’ screen appears, along with elevator music. Then, it flashes to static and back to normal, the furniture back in place and repaired.
Jeff is helping Grey fix something that looks like a watch, by spitting out the needed tools
Toji is waiting for his trial, considering just tearing the bars off his cell and leaving
Asura has apparently been angered, and has become a one man army, fighting an army
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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!”
Toji is waiting for his trial, considering just tearing the bars off his cell and leaving
Asura has apparently been angered, and has become a one man army, fighting an army
Don walks in with a stool and sits in front of his stool “So I know you’re a criminal but I might be able to help you out.”
John is watching with an approving gaze that no one can see through his helm.
“And how’s that?”
Every time Asura throws a punch or kick, someone dies a gruesome death
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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!”
Ragnaris spreads his wings, flapping until he is around 40 feet above the water of the lake. He flies back to the dome, and anyone who is watching him can see that he is holding about 100 large barrels of beer and ale in his maw. He lands on the ground with enough force to cause a small earthquake.
Zeon stops running, managing to keep his balance as the quake shakes the ground, before he looks over at the massive dragon curiously.
He turns his head sideways, so that each barrel falls standing up. He then uses a massive claw to delicately punch a hole in the top of one, and gently brings it up to his mouth. He then pours the entire contents of the barrel into his mouth, and restarts the process on another.
“You must need a lot to drink, being so big and all” Zeon says as he walks up, his 3 foot stature being dwarfed the barrels of alcohol on the ground.
"Why yes, young one. You are exactly right."
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Ragnaris spreads his wings, flapping until he is around 40 feet above the water of the lake. He flies back to the dome, and anyone who is watching him can see that he is holding about 100 large barrels of beer and ale in his maw. He lands on the ground with enough force to cause a small earthquake.
John Dungeon the Crusader walks out in his suit of armor and approaches the giant dragon, moving seamlessly despite the heavy plate. He charges the dragon, only stopping when he see the barrels of beer, and scratches his head confused.
Ragnaris sets them down on the ground, then gently begins to drink from one as best as his massive paws will allow.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
He becomes poisoned! She takes another glass too. “Eh, it’s fine…”
”eh, makes sense. They’re Probably pretty expensive…”
He leans in and kisses her on the forehead “You’re so pretty, I love your-hic- pretty face.” He is obviously drunk.
“I can tell even if their not expensive they have sentimental value.”
She giggles, and she boops him on the nose. “You’re also-HIC- pretty.”
he walks to the end of the hall, towards a pair of big doors. “I think he’s behind these doors, should be at least. This is his throne room.”
*Not this again lol.* He chuckles from the boop and smiles “I can’t belie- believe I found you. I- hic- love you.”
“Then let’s see this throne room.” He kicks the doors open. *I’ll disappear soon, sorry.*
“Isn’t it ironic?… that-HIC- a prison warden and a former prisoner fall in love?” he enters a giant room of black stone decorated with golden patterns, with a giant long table in the center, lined with chairs. Four people are seated at the chairs: an elf in black robes, a tiefling in priest’s attire, and an adventurer halfling with a rapier, and then the person in the painting, the last noble, wearing expensive looking noble’s clothing, a glowing sword at their side.
”I don’t care if mining that gold could cause a village to collapse, I want a mine there!- oh, it seems we have a visitor…” he looks up to Jason and Varavothim. “Who are you?”
Toji is waiting for his trial, considering just tearing the bars off his cell and leaving
Asura has apparently been angered, and has become a one man army, fighting an army
Don walks in with a stool and sits in front of his stool “So I know you’re a criminal but I might be able to help you out.”
John is watching with an approving gaze that no one can see through his helm.
“And how’s that?”
Every time Asura throws a punch or kick, someone dies a gruesome death
“Well I wasn’t exactly an upright citizen before I worked for Abaddon, and I’m still now, so how about you work with me?”
John walks over to the army, walking inside without being noticed and starting to spread doubt in their victory chances.
“And help you put honest folk out of work? Hell no. And plus, I wouldn’t be putting people on tee shirts.”
One poor soul attempts to sweep Asura’s legs. He fails, getting stomped into the ground so hard that an earthquake starts
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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!”
When nobody is looking, somewhere in the dome, there appears an old, brown, box TV, half buried in the ground. Nobody saw it get there, but it’s there. On it is a big red, “ON,” button.
Elk walks over to the TV, a confused look on his face. He pokes at the ON button with the end of his glaive, then steps back.
The TV turns on, first showing static, then showing a colorful cartoon field with some hills in the background. The hills have faces, and are lightly bouncing back and forth. Two characters walk on screen, two cartoon people, a boy and a girl, who start setting up a picnic. Every once in a while, the tv switches back to static before changing back suddenly. (It’s in like a cup head/ looney toons style)
He steps back, obviously very, VERY confused. He holds his glaive at the ready, the blade pointing at the screen.
Suddenly, the screen cuts to a rabbit burrow. An adorable cartoon rabbit wakes up, yawning and stretching like a human, before jumping out of their burrow, munching on a carrot, and walking towards the picnic. Unnoticed, the rabbit steals the pair’s picnic basket, running away as the two humans start chasing after it. It cuts to static again, then back.
Galighorelk steps back cautiously, his glaive still pointed at the screen.
The rabbit dives into their burrow and starts to pop out in random places around the field, the two people producing giant hammers and trying to whack them, failing miserably. Then the rabbit leaps out, with his own giant hammer, and smashes the girl into the ground, flattening her. The boy produces a gun and tries to shoot the rabbit, who dived back into the hole. He sticks the barrel of the gun into the hole, which comes out of another hole, aiming towards the boy. He fires, and it hits him, and he yowls in pain and runs off of the screen. The screen zooms in on the rabbit who peeks his head out, munching on a carrot. The screen turns dark and turns to static, then to a screen saying, “That’s all folks!” With the rabbit and the two humans, frozen chasing each other. At the center of the screen is a sort of logo, that seems to be some sort of cartoonish green head with tentacles and giant eyes. The screen goes static again, and it stays that way. Some sort of shadow moves throughout the static, with a head like the logo’s and with long, spindly cartoonish limbs and batlike wings on its back.
Elk's eyes widen in shock, and he leaps backwards, putting himself around 50 feet away from the TV. He holds his glaive, ready to call down a bolt of lightning to decimate whatever is inside the screen.
The screen switches from static and it becomes a black void, the only color on the screen being a spindly green cartoon character, with long limbs and gloved hands, five tentacles on its face, curling and moving in a rhythmic pattern, the same animation over and over, with green and blue wings, too tiny to use to fly, on its back. It bobs back and forth, staring right at Elk. Then, it waves.
”Well Hiya kids! I hope that these DELICIOUS cartoons are enjoyable for ya, but now you know what time it is!” A cheering sound comes from the TV.
“ITS BREAK TIME! We’ll be back in an hour- ooohhooohhoohohhohoohohohohhhhoo.” It seems the creature notices Elk.
”It seems we have a special guest!” Suddenly, the screen shows a talk show room, with the creature lounging on a sofa. “Tell me, mystery guest, what. is. Your. name?!?”
Elk, not knowing if it is even possible to use his telepathy to respond, attemps to speak out loud. "My name... is Galighorelk, but... you may... call... me Elk."
“Well, ELK, it is a pleasure to meet ya! Truly a pleasure! Now, what are ya doing here, all alone on a late night? Did you get lost? Did your friends abandon you for the SLIME? Ooh, I have a question for you! Would you rather win a million dollars or be eaten by a giant spider?” He says excitedly, bouncing up and down, holding out a microphone to the front of the screen.
"What... are dollars...?"
“Bucks! Money! Cash!” He yells, waving is hands around, his eyes temporarily turning to dollar signs as it starts raining gold.
"Do you mean... gold... pieces?"
“Of course! A million or be devoured by the spider family? Hard choice, right?” A spider crawls onto the screen, as big as the creature. He dodged out of the way as it charges through the screen, destroying all the furniture. As it passes, he rushes up to the screen and covers it with his gloves, as a ‘technical difficulties, we’ll be right back,’ screen appears, along with elevator music. Then, it flashes to static and back to normal, the furniture back in place and repaired.
Elk, now even more confused, begins to walk back towards the TV. He opens up his mind, attempting to use his telepathy, as speaking aloud is growing tiring. "I choose the gold, but not because I crave wealth. I simply do not wish to be devoured by a spider."
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
”OOOH THANK GOODNESS. Golly, I thought for a second there you were gonna choose the giant spider. Now, Mr. Elk, I have something to tell you! This episode was brought to you by… Cthulhuoops! Part of a balanced breakfast! Embrace the taste of insanity, now In green apple! As our secret guest, how about you try some of this product and tell our dear audience how DELICIOUS it is for their taste buds? How about that?” He reaches out close to the screen and holds out a box of Cthulhloops, a cereal box with himself on the logo.
A rotten pig corpse lays on the ground in the forest, near an old farm that had been abandoned after part of it was taken by the Dome. The sounds of a radio can be heard from within the flood of spilled guts, bones, and metal scraps that had emerged from the poor animal. A large lizardfolk in tarnished armor, soaked in mud and gore, lies curled next to it, covered in the guts as if he had come out of the pig. The input of the radio can be seen in his damaged gauntlet. The figure's armor was clearly once ornate and plated with gold but has been sullied by marks created by crawling and laying over barbed wire, as well as from taking many, many bullets. Lying beside him is a golden weapon that resembles a kanabo with a hole at the end and an extra grip halfway through the head of the weapon, as though it was meant to be held with a chainsaw grip.
This man was clearly not some run-of-the-mill soldier, judging by the quality of his equipment. But he is definitely not in any position to be here of all places.
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He turns his head sideways, so that each barrel falls standing up. He then uses a massive claw to delicately punch a hole in the top of one, and gently brings it up to his mouth. He then pours the entire contents of the barrel into his mouth, and restarts the process on another.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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"Do you mean... gold... pieces?"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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He leans in and kisses her on the forehead “You’re so pretty, I love your-hic- pretty face.” He is obviously drunk.
“I can tell even if their not expensive they have sentimental value.”
“You must need a lot to drink, being so big and all” Zeon says as he walks up, his 3 foot stature being dwarfed the barrels of alcohol on the ground.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Ragnaris spreads his wings, flapping until he is around 40 feet above the water of the lake. He flies back to the dome, and anyone who is watching him can see that he is holding about 100 large barrels of beer and ale in his maw. He lands on the ground with enough force to cause a small earthquake.
“Of course! A million or be devoured by the spider family? Hard choice, right?” A spider crawls onto the screen, as big as the creature. He dodged out of the way as it charges through the screen, destroying all the furniture. As it passes, he rushes up to the screen and covers it with his gloves, as a ‘technical difficulties, we’ll be right back,’ screen appears, along with elevator music. Then, it flashes to static and back to normal, the furniture back in place and repaired.
*Agate please cut.*
Jeff is helping Grey fix something that looks like a watch, by spitting out the needed tools
Toji is waiting for his trial, considering just tearing the bars off his cell and leaving
Asura has apparently been angered, and has become a one man army, fighting an army
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!”
She giggles, and she boops him on the nose. “You’re also-HIC- pretty.”
he walks to the end of the hall, towards a pair of big doors. “I think he’s behind these doors, should be at least. This is his throne room.”
Don walks in with a stool and sits in front of his stool “So I know you’re a criminal but I might be able to help you out.”
John is watching with an approving gaze that no one can see through his helm.
*Not this again lol.* He chuckles from the boop and smiles “I can’t belie- believe I found you. I- hic- love you.”
“Then let’s see this throne room.” He kicks the doors open. *I’ll disappear soon, sorry.*
“And how’s that?”
Every time Asura throws a punch or kick, someone dies a gruesome death
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!”
"Why yes, young one. You are exactly right."
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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“Well I wasn’t exactly an upright citizen before I worked for Abaddon, and I’m still now, so how about you work with me?”
John walks over to the army, walking inside without being noticed and starting to spread doubt in their victory chances.
Ragnaris sets them down on the ground, then gently begins to drink from one as best as his massive paws will allow.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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“Isn’t it ironic?… that-HIC- a prison warden and a former prisoner fall in love?”
he enters a giant room of black stone decorated with golden patterns, with a giant long table in the center, lined with chairs. Four people are seated at the chairs: an elf in black robes, a tiefling in priest’s attire, and an adventurer halfling with a rapier, and then the person in the painting, the last noble, wearing expensive looking noble’s clothing, a glowing sword at their side.
”I don’t care if mining that gold could cause a village to collapse, I want a mine there!- oh, it seems we have a visitor…” he looks up to Jason and Varavothim. “Who are you?”
“And help you put honest folk out of work? Hell no. And plus, I wouldn’t be putting people on tee shirts.”
One poor soul attempts to sweep Asura’s legs. He fails, getting stomped into the ground so hard that an earthquake starts
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!”
Elk, now even more confused, begins to walk back towards the TV. He opens up his mind, attempting to use his telepathy, as speaking aloud is growing tiring. "I choose the gold, but not because I crave wealth. I simply do not wish to be devoured by a spider."
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*cut with Agate*
”OOOH THANK GOODNESS. Golly, I thought for a second there you were gonna choose the giant spider. Now, Mr. Elk, I have something to tell you! This episode was brought to you by… Cthulhuoops! Part of a balanced breakfast! Embrace the taste of insanity, now In green apple! As our secret guest, how about you try some of this product and tell our dear audience how DELICIOUS it is for their taste buds? How about that?” He reaches out close to the screen and holds out a box of Cthulhloops, a cereal box with himself on the logo.
A rotten pig corpse lays on the ground in the forest, near an old farm that had been abandoned after part of it was taken by the Dome. The sounds of a radio can be heard from within the flood of spilled guts, bones, and metal scraps that had emerged from the poor animal. A large lizardfolk in tarnished armor, soaked in mud and gore, lies curled next to it, covered in the guts as if he had come out of the pig. The input of the radio can be seen in his damaged gauntlet. The figure's armor was clearly once ornate and plated with gold but has been sullied by marks created by crawling and laying over barbed wire, as well as from taking many, many bullets. Lying beside him is a golden weapon that resembles a kanabo with a hole at the end and an extra grip halfway through the head of the weapon, as though it was meant to be held with a chainsaw grip.
This man was clearly not some run-of-the-mill soldier, judging by the quality of his equipment. But he is definitely not in any position to be here of all places.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.