Monstrous Compendium Vol. 1: Spelljammer Creatures
Frozen Sick
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*If he were to die from that, it leaves him at one hp*
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
*Okay if he had reactions he could block one of those. He is very defeated.*
The dust clears and He is on the ground, like he first arrived, blood leaking from his armor, the glow receding from his body “I shall not give up, I am a crusader that shall banish the darkness.” Dio realizes he’s a lot like Bluford in many ways.
“Hmm. You remind me of one of my subordinates. Say, would you like to become a ghoul?”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
Flower is outside the dome exploring
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 heals himself, the bleeding stopping and he looks up “A ghoul? Whatever that is I won’t become some creature of darkness.” He sticks the blade in the ground “I will not become a ghoul, but this subordinate of yours sounds trustworthy. I shall ally myself with you for the moment.”
“Hmm. I rather not encumber myself with a mortal such as you. What do you have to offer?”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
“I am someone with much might, might you felt by my blade. I saw how much damage it did to you, and I could do that to anyone.”
Entering the Dome is a caucasian human man of average height, weight, and build, dressed in a green-grey pinstripe suit and hat. His hair is black and slick, and he has a pencil-thin mustache below his large nose and above his too-wide smile filled with black, reflective teeth. He has a pin shaped like a black hole (complete with a white "ring" around it) stuck in his buttonhole.
His bright, bright amber eyes look around. "Nothing to fear, no sir!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“You ‘might’ is mediocre at best. And not all are as weak to the power of the sun as I am.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
Sekiro stops his meditation and raises his head to look at the man, grumbling as he does so “Do you know where you are sir? Because this place isn’t one for manners and kindness, it is a place of battle.”
“Would you like to test my might once more? I saw your body sizzle from the touch of my blade, let alone the spells I can cast. If that battle lasted longer you would see for yourself.”
“But it didn’t, and look.” He points to the wound, which is slowly healing “There was no possibility of your victory.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
“I didn’t assume there was a chance of my victory, but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t going to try. Power isn’t the only thing that matters, and from what I can tell you can stop time.”
The man laughs one time. "Of course! But don't worry your head about me, this'll be eggs-in-coffee!" He tips his hat. "Sytosc, High Critic of the Great Ones. Jazzed to meet you, sir!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Sekiro the Wolf, Ronin. A pleasure.” He bows slightly without getting up.
“Indeed. That, is the power of my stand: The World!”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
“What is your name fiend, I am John Dungeon!” You know how he said it.
Lonely is sobbing behind a rock.
Alacreus is breaking the sound barrier for fun.
Corvin is watching time manipulation stuff happen from afar.
Flower is watching them
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
The strange man gives a little "heh" and puts his hands on his hips. "Guess I shouldn't expect more than bathtub gin, slugburgers, and water pie 'round here." He takes a deep whiff of the air. "Normally I wouldn't come to a place like this, but I've been informed of some multiverse-ending crumbs 'round here. I'm somethin' of a G-man, see, and I'm supposed to keep an eye on things so mortals can reach their true potential. Can't really do that if they're all dead."
He stretches. "You seem like a butter-and-eggs man when it comes to violence. Can you give me some pointers on the whose-who of these bad eggs?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels