“It’s very frowned upon to keep members of your own kind as pets.”
"It's a complicated relationship, but I care for her like a father would."
“Sure. Now are we fight or not?”
"Fine, you incessant little worm.." he says as he takes flight, grabbing them with a claw and dragging them across the ground.
To hit: 13 Damage: 20
He dodges with ease, appearing on the dragons snout “Is that all you got? Disappointing.” He punches the dragon in the nose repeatedly Attack: 31 Damage: 33 Attack: 40 Damage: 30 Attack: 42 Damage: 44 Attack: 40 Damage: 28
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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!”
Coronet flies above, watching the various combats unfold. Many of the lesser warriors flee at the sight of her, causing the great dracolich to cackle. "Oh, poor dears think I'm going to harm them. How cute." She circles around, seeing if she spots any familiar faces, or anything new that catches her eyes.
“It’s very frowned upon to keep members of your own kind as pets.”
"It's a complicated relationship, but I care for her like a father would."
“Sure. Now are we fight or not?”
"Fine, you incessant little worm.." he says as he takes flight, grabbing them with a claw and dragging them across the ground.
To hit: 13 Damage: 20
He dodges with ease, appearing on the dragons snout “Is that all you got? Disappointing.” He punches the dragon in the nose repeatedly Attack: 31 Damage: 33 Attack: 40 Damage: 30 Attack: 42 Damage: 44 Attack: 40 Damage: 28
"I was going easy on you" He growls after taking a few of those attacks, shaking his head and the man off of him. He swoops back over to them, shifting to a bipedal form and wielding a long, greatsword that flares at the end. "This is good.. get's the blood flowing." He initiates a flurry of slashes.
To Hit: 31 To Hit: 20 To Hit: 33 To Hit: 35 Damage: 25 Damage: 21 Damage: 31 Damage: 34
He dodges all but the last, which just catches him on the cheek “Now we’re talking.” He smiles like a madman before unleashing a barrage of palm strikes Attack: 32 Damage: 36 Attack: 26 Damage: 26 Attack: 30 Damage: 33 Attack: 29 Damage: 25Attack: 26 Damage: 30 Attack: 37 Damage: 25
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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!”
Coronet flies above, watching the various combats unfold. Many of the lesser warriors flee at the sight of her, causing the great dracolich to cackle. "Oh, poor dears think I'm going to harm them. How cute." She circles around, seeing if she spots any familiar faces, or anything new that catches her eyes.
The emaciated, unarmed, ragged oniborne looks up at her, his expression a calm, tight-lipped smile despite the adrenaline flowing through his veins.
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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.
Coronet flies above, watching the various combats unfold. Many of the lesser warriors flee at the sight of her, causing the great dracolich to cackle. "Oh, poor dears think I'm going to harm them. How cute." She circles around, seeing if she spots any familiar faces, or anything new that catches her eyes.
Sitting on a stump, eating a sandwhich, is a large lion of a man. He is old, war-torn and grey, though his mane is well kept.
Suddenly, the massive dracolich would swoop down to land not to far in front of the man. Though he is not quite the size of the Wretched Red Dragon that occasionally terrorizes the dome, she does come close to his size. Necrotic energy hisses out from the cracks in her charred black bones as she touches down, unnatural flames of black, icy blue, and vivid purple dance across her form, mixing with the various icy shards of various colors to form a cool mist that always encircles the Undead Winter Wyrm. Her three heads all look down at the man, each skull showing off a permanent wide cheshire cat-like smile as the purple flames in each eye socket flickers with mad glee. "Well hello my friend! It is always nice to see a new face here in this dome of violence and debauchery. What may I call you my fine feline fellow?"
Coronet flies above, watching the various combats unfold. Many of the lesser warriors flee at the sight of her, causing the great dracolich to cackle. "Oh, poor dears think I'm going to harm them. How cute." She circles around, seeing if she spots any familiar faces, or anything new that catches her eyes.
The emaciated, unarmed, ragged oniborne looks up at her, his expression a calm, tight-lipped smile despite the adrenaline flowing through his veins.
A massive three headed dracolich would soon fly down, her three skulls ever smiling widely as the flickering violet flames in her sockets appraise the newcomer. "Well hello there! Welcome to the Battle Dome, where we ascribe to the three Ds of life; Death, Destruction, and Desserts in any which order you choose! And if doctor Coronet could make a humble recommendation, you look like you could use a hearty dose of the third option yourself. ahahaha." Coronet says as her three heads cackle and flail around on their skeletal necks.
A shadow forms in the shadow of a nearby tree warping into the shape of a humaniod. "███"
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
“She’s a handful all the time, but I think that’s what makes her, her, you know… today feels special, something in the air.”
He tosses muffins in his mouth while he lays there, eating some himself.
He dodges with ease, appearing on the dragons snout “Is that all you got? Disappointing.” He punches the dragon in the nose repeatedly Attack: 31 Damage: 33 Attack: 40 Damage: 30 Attack: 42 Damage: 44 Attack: 40 Damage: 28
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!”
*Yep*
“It’s going to be good, I should probably make something to eat, would you like anything?” He stands back up.
We worship such terrible things...
A filthy, red-skinned oni in shredded grey clothing shambles toward the dome.
What do we do when they answer?
Upon closer inspection, his clothes are black and white striped, but are so dirty and faded that it hardly matters anymore.
Who do we call on when our God is the one who hurts us?
His long, white hair is damp, as is his face, as if he had tried to clean them both recently and failed.
We call the demons for protection.
His expression is calm, with a barely visible yet dignified smile.
Fear and faith. Light and darkness. They strengthen as they destroy, feeding off their own conflict.
He sits down beside the road and closes his eyes, taking a deep breath of the sunrise.
But we still fear the demons. And once their purpose has been fulfilled...
...
...
... we send them to hell.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Coronet flies above, watching the various combats unfold. Many of the lesser warriors flee at the sight of her, causing the great dracolich to cackle. "Oh, poor dears think I'm going to harm them. How cute." She circles around, seeing if she spots any familiar faces, or anything new that catches her eyes.
He dodges all but the last, which just catches him on the cheek “Now we’re talking.” He smiles like a madman before unleashing a barrage of palm strikes Attack: 32 Damage: 36 Attack: 26 Damage: 26 Attack: 30 Damage: 33 Attack: 29 Damage: 25Attack: 26 Damage: 30 Attack: 37 Damage: 25
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!”
The emaciated, unarmed, ragged oniborne looks up at her, his expression a calm, tight-lipped smile despite the adrenaline flowing through his veins.
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 “See you then, I’ll get hunting for that tarrasque.” He cracks his neck, before sprinting off with booming sound following seconds after.
Suddenly, the massive dracolich would swoop down to land not to far in front of the man. Though he is not quite the size of the Wretched Red Dragon that occasionally terrorizes the dome, she does come close to his size. Necrotic energy hisses out from the cracks in her charred black bones as she touches down, unnatural flames of black, icy blue, and vivid purple dance across her form, mixing with the various icy shards of various colors to form a cool mist that always encircles the Undead Winter Wyrm. Her three heads all look down at the man, each skull showing off a permanent wide cheshire cat-like smile as the purple flames in each eye socket flickers with mad glee. "Well hello my friend! It is always nice to see a new face here in this dome of violence and debauchery. What may I call you my fine feline fellow?"
*End happy.^
A massive three headed dracolich would soon fly down, her three skulls ever smiling widely as the flickering violet flames in her sockets appraise the newcomer. "Well hello there! Welcome to the Battle Dome, where we ascribe to the three Ds of life; Death, Destruction, and Desserts in any which order you choose! And if doctor Coronet could make a humble recommendation, you look like you could use a hearty dose of the third option yourself. ahahaha." Coronet says as her three heads cackle and flail around on their skeletal necks.
*Anybody want to roleplay?*