Galighorelk is practicing with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
The doom duck is watching them, waddling behind them.
Ragnaris notices the duck, then growls. The tarrasques are still clamped in his jaws.
Impressive, dragon.
"You mean taking down these beasts? It was nothing."
Have you heard of the primeval Tarrasque? The Titan before time…
"Of course I have. Who has not?"
good point. The very first of all Tarrasques… have you ever thought of trying to fight the creature?
"Certainly. However, the only problem is finding it. No one knows where it resides, and no one has any clue to where it's location may be."
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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.
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
“So?! Can you not do that?” They say, their presence spreading outwards more, although shunted away by the light. They look around, a bit nervous. They aren’t in control of any of these effects.
"I could, but they would be forever traumatized, so much, they would be better off dead."
“Great! So you just… have no way to undo what you did…” they say, shaking. The temperature drops 40 degrees. (Fahrenheit)
Zodiac shines brighter, counter acting the cold with heat. "I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry."
Sekiro is painting, his swordsmanship obviously influencing his strokes, the picture of beautiful although sharp landscape being the result.
Rag is in his room, taking a nap, the door open, both the bed and blanket too small for his giant inhuman frame.
Donquixote was at the barbecue but no one noticed, simply stealing burgers from the grill, the only people who saw him being Shade and Jason. He’s now walking around the dome with a burger patty in one hand.
Jason is sunbathing, although he doesn’t need to with his already stunning tan and incredibly good looks. Wearing unnecessarily fabulous sunglasses.
Galighorelk is practicing with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
Zodiac appears next to Ragnaris. "Sup?"
Ragnaris sighs. "You again. What is it this time?"
"I have a gift!!!"
"What is it?"
"13,000 healing potions!!!" He pulls out a big bag
"I have no use for those. I appreciate the gesture, but really, I do not need them."
The bag glitches, and he can tell it is filled with something else now. "How about 100,000,000,000,000,000 gold pieces?"
"I already have my hoard, which is worth much, MUCH more than that puny sum."
"How about an entire universe?"
"Why would I need that? My purpose is to destroy all those who stand before me, and cause chaos and discord wherever I may roam."
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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.
A young man, maybe 17 years old is walking through the dome, wearing a high tech laughing skull mask as well as a black hoodie with a smiley face with x-ed out eyes and jeans with far to many pockets. He’s also followed by a dog sized shark with legs, wearing a pair of red sunglasses. The shark is incredibly cute.
Galighorelk is practicing with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
The doom duck is watching them, waddling behind them.
Ragnaris notices the duck, then growls. The tarrasques are still clamped in his jaws.
Impressive, dragon.
"You mean taking down these beasts? It was nothing."
Have you heard of the primeval Tarrasque? The Titan before time…
"Of course I have. Who has not?"
good point. The very first of all Tarrasques… have you ever thought of trying to fight the creature?
"Certainly. However, the only problem is finding it. No one knows where it resides, and no one has any clue to where it's location may be."
Well… I have recently come across a scroll that may give hints to its location deep within the earth…
"You have? Fascinating..."
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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.
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
“So?! Can you not do that?” They say, their presence spreading outwards more, although shunted away by the light. They look around, a bit nervous. They aren’t in control of any of these effects.
"I could, but they would be forever traumatized, so much, they would be better off dead."
“Great! So you just… have no way to undo what you did…” they say, shaking. The temperature drops 40 degrees. (Fahrenheit)
Zodiac shines brighter, counter acting the cold with heat. "I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry."
“S-sorry… doesn’t mean anything!” They stutter. The air quivers as nearby plants and small animals shrivel up and die.
Galighorelk is practicing with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
Zodiac appears next to Ragnaris. "Sup?"
Ragnaris sighs. "You again. What is it this time?"
"I have a gift!!!"
"What is it?"
"13,000 healing potions!!!" He pulls out a big bag
"I have no use for those. I appreciate the gesture, but really, I do not need them."
The bag glitches, and he can tell it is filled with something else now. "How about 100,000,000,000,000,000 gold pieces?"
"I already have my hoard, which is worth much, MUCH more than that puny sum."
"How about an entire universe?"
"Why would I need that? My purpose is to destroy all those who stand before me, and cause chaos and discord wherever I may roam."
He pulls out a map. "How about a map to the primeval tarrasque?"
"Perhaps..."
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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.
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
“So?! Can you not do that?” They say, their presence spreading outwards more, although shunted away by the light. They look around, a bit nervous. They aren’t in control of any of these effects.
"I could, but they would be forever traumatized, so much, they would be better off dead."
“Great! So you just… have no way to undo what you did…” they say, shaking. The temperature drops 40 degrees. (Fahrenheit)
Zodiac shines brighter, counter acting the cold with heat. "I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry."
“S-sorry… doesn’t mean anything!” They stutter. The air quivers as nearby plants and small animals shrivel up and die.
"Lonely, you have to control your darkness, your killing everything!"
Galighorelk is practicing with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
The doom duck is watching them, waddling behind them.
Ragnaris notices the duck, then growls. The tarrasques are still clamped in his jaws.
Impressive, dragon.
"You mean taking down these beasts? It was nothing."
Have you heard of the primeval Tarrasque? The Titan before time…
"Of course I have. Who has not?"
good point. The very first of all Tarrasques… have you ever thought of trying to fight the creature?
"Certainly. However, the only problem is finding it. No one knows where it resides, and no one has any clue to where it's location may be."
Well… I have recently come across a scroll that may give hints to its location deep within the earth…
"You have? Fascinating..."
Yes, although even I cannot fully decode it without spending considerable time I do not have, as I must continue my crusade. But I would love to see the beast for myself…
A young man, maybe 17 years old is walking through the dome, wearing a high tech laughing skull mask as well as a black hoodie with a smiley face with x-ed out eyes and jeans with far to many pockets. He’s also followed by a dog sized shark with legs, wearing a pair of red sunglasses. The shark is incredibly cute.
A tall, hulking beast of a man is whaling on a homemade dummy with a strange glaive, which crackles with the power of a raging storm.
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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.
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
“So?! Can you not do that?” They say, their presence spreading outwards more, although shunted away by the light. They look around, a bit nervous. They aren’t in control of any of these effects.
"I could, but they would be forever traumatized, so much, they would be better off dead."
“Great! So you just… have no way to undo what you did…” they say, shaking. The temperature drops 40 degrees. (Fahrenheit)
Zodiac shines brighter, counter acting the cold with heat. "I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry."
“S-sorry… doesn’t mean anything!” They stutter. The air quivers as nearby plants and small animals shrivel up and die.
"Lonely, you have to control your darkness, your killing everything!"
“Y-you have to hear y-yourself right now! I-I’m the one you’re concerned about killing things?” Their dark presence expands, and its effects only worsen.
Galighorelk is practicing with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
Zodiac appears next to Ragnaris. "Sup?"
Ragnaris sighs. "You again. What is it this time?"
"I have a gift!!!"
"What is it?"
"13,000 healing potions!!!" He pulls out a big bag
"I have no use for those. I appreciate the gesture, but really, I do not need them."
The bag glitches, and he can tell it is filled with something else now. "How about 100,000,000,000,000,000 gold pieces?"
"I already have my hoard, which is worth much, MUCH more than that puny sum."
"How about an entire universe?"
"Why would I need that? My purpose is to destroy all those who stand before me, and cause chaos and discord wherever I may roam."
He pulls out a map. "How about a map to the primeval tarrasque?"
"Perhaps..."
"Take it!" He gives it to the dragon.
"Thank you...?" He takes it, then snaps to claws together. It disappears into thin air.
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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.
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
“So?! Can you not do that?” They say, their presence spreading outwards more, although shunted away by the light. They look around, a bit nervous. They aren’t in control of any of these effects.
"I could, but they would be forever traumatized, so much, they would be better off dead."
“Great! So you just… have no way to undo what you did…” they say, shaking. The temperature drops 40 degrees. (Fahrenheit)
Zodiac shines brighter, counter acting the cold with heat. "I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry."
“S-sorry… doesn’t mean anything!” They stutter. The air quivers as nearby plants and small animals shrivel up and die.
"Lonely, you have to control your darkness, your killing everything!"
“Y-you have to hear y-yourself right now! I-I’m the one you’re concerned about killing things?” Their dark presence expands, and its effects only worsen.
"Yeah, that was ironic, would you rather talk to my wife?"
"Certainly. However, the only problem is finding it. No one knows where it resides, and no one has any clue to where it's location may be."
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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Zodiac shines brighter, counter acting the cold with heat. "I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry."
Sekiro is painting, his swordsmanship obviously influencing his strokes, the picture of beautiful although sharp landscape being the result.
Rag is in his room, taking a nap, the door open, both the bed and blanket too small for his giant inhuman frame.
Donquixote was at the barbecue but no one noticed, simply stealing burgers from the grill, the only people who saw him being Shade and Jason. He’s now walking around the dome with a burger patty in one hand.
Jason is sunbathing, although he doesn’t need to with his already stunning tan and incredibly good looks. Wearing unnecessarily fabulous sunglasses.
"Why would I need that? My purpose is to destroy all those who stand before me, and cause chaos and discord wherever I may roam."
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 have recently come across a scroll that may give hints to its location deep within the earth…
A NEW CHALLENGER APPROACHES!
A young man, maybe 17 years old is walking through the dome, wearing a high tech laughing skull mask as well as a black hoodie with a smiley face with x-ed out eyes and jeans with far to many pockets. He’s also followed by a dog sized shark with legs, wearing a pair of red sunglasses. The shark is incredibly cute.
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
He pulls out a map. "How about a map to the primeval tarrasque?"
"You have? Fascinating..."
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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“S-sorry… doesn’t mean anything!” They stutter. The air quivers as nearby plants and small animals shrivel up and die.
"Perhaps..."
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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*hey Himy, still wanna maybe play as some version of Ratatoskr with my world treant?*
"Lonely, you have to control your darkness, your killing everything!"
Yes, although even I cannot fully decode it without spending considerable time I do not have, as I must continue my crusade. But I would love to see the beast for myself…
A tall, hulking beast of a man is whaling on a homemade dummy with a strange glaive, which crackles with the power of a raging storm.
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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*sure! What do you have in mind?*
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"Take it!" He gives it to the dragon.
“Y-you have to hear y-yourself right now! I-I’m the one you’re concerned about killing things?” Their dark presence expands, and its effects only worsen.
"Thank you...?" He takes it, then snaps to claws together. It disappears into thin air.
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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"Yeah, that was ironic, would you rather talk to my wife?"
"Are we friends now?"