Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
West is staring at the moon. How he knows where it is, no one can tell.
*Looking for a ship if anyone's down for that*
*I'm down, but just a mo, we try to keep to the real world time on this thread (est), and its day over there, so no moon*
*Ah ok. Then he's gonna be on a big hill, looking out over the camp, because he likes doing that.*
*who do you want? ezekil/Magog I'm thinking are aro/ace*
*West's fairly straight if that changes anything*
*samantha's prolly too young, lucem is gender fluid*
*West is almost 17, genderfluids probably fine*
*that's close to lucem's age*
they hear someone walking up behind them
*also, the idea of someone who relies on illusions and someone who cant see them is so good*
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well.
He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
West is staring at the moon. How he knows where it is, no one can tell.
*Looking for a ship if anyone's down for that*
*I'm down, but just a mo, we try to keep to the real world time on this thread (est), and its day over there, so no moon*
*Ah ok. Then he's gonna be on a big hill, looking out over the camp, because he likes doing that.*
*who do you want? ezekil/Magog I'm thinking are aro/ace*
*West's fairly straight if that changes anything*
*samantha's prolly too young, lucem is gender fluid*
*West is almost 17, genderfluids probably fine*
*that's close to lucem's age*
they hear someone walking up behind them
*also, the idea of someone who relies on illusions and someone who cant see them is so good*
West glances back.
*Ooh nice dynamic*
they see lucem's aura, pure light, tinged with ruby, with black at the center walking towards them
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well.
He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"
“Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well.
He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"
“Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars.
"I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
West is staring at the moon. How he knows where it is, no one can tell.
*Looking for a ship if anyone's down for that*
*I'm down, but just a mo, we try to keep to the real world time on this thread (est), and its day over there, so no moon*
*Ah ok. Then he's gonna be on a big hill, looking out over the camp, because he likes doing that.*
*who do you want? ezekil/Magog I'm thinking are aro/ace*
*West's fairly straight if that changes anything*
*samantha's prolly too young, lucem is gender fluid*
*West is almost 17, genderfluids probably fine*
*that's close to lucem's age*
they hear someone walking up behind them
*also, the idea of someone who relies on illusions and someone who cant see them is so good*
West glances back.
*Ooh nice dynamic*
they see lucem's aura, pure light, tinged with ruby, with black at the center walking towards them
*Ohh the musician dude I remember him now*
"Ah, I recognize you. You're... Lucem?" He turns around fully.
"lucem sepiternum, at your service" they bow dramatically. "how are you west?"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well.
He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"
“Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars.
"I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"
“It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
West is staring at the moon. How he knows where it is, no one can tell.
*Looking for a ship if anyone's down for that*
*I'm down, but just a mo, we try to keep to the real world time on this thread (est), and its day over there, so no moon*
*Ah ok. Then he's gonna be on a big hill, looking out over the camp, because he likes doing that.*
*who do you want? ezekil/Magog I'm thinking are aro/ace*
*West's fairly straight if that changes anything*
*samantha's prolly too young, lucem is gender fluid*
*West is almost 17, genderfluids probably fine*
*that's close to lucem's age*
they hear someone walking up behind them
*also, the idea of someone who relies on illusions and someone who cant see them is so good*
West glances back.
*Ooh nice dynamic*
they see lucem's aura, pure light, tinged with ruby, with black at the center walking towards them
*Ohh the musician dude I remember him now*
"Ah, I recognize you. You're... Lucem?" He turns around fully.
"lucem sepiternum, at your service" they bow dramatically. "how are you west?"
"I'm well. I've been attempting to reach the group of demigods who wish to destroy Khaos, but no success yet." He scratches his head.
"one of them asked me to join them. they were made of fog"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well.
He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"
“Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars.
"I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"
“It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly.
"Maybe it has a weakspot! swing at every possible place and it might be a little more worried when you get close to that spot!"
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well.
He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"
“Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars.
"I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"
“It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly.
"Maybe it has a weakspot! swing at every possible place and it might be a little more worried when you get close to that spot!"
“Yeah, this thing doesn’t seem to have a weak spot. Tried everywhere. Now I’m just running!”
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
To post a comment, please login or register a new account.
Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well.
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
*that's close to lucem's age*
they hear someone walking up behind them
*also, the idea of someone who relies on illusions and someone who cant see them is so good*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
West glances back.
*Ooh nice dynamic*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
*I just introed a new character above, you can respond to that.*
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
they see lucem's aura, pure light, tinged with ruby, with black at the center walking towards them
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
*Ohh the musician dude I remember him now*
"Ah, I recognize you. You're... Lucem?" He turns around fully.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
“Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars.
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
"lucem sepiternum, at your service" they bow dramatically. "how are you west?"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
*what character? And Alex is straight so you know.*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly.
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
*Child of a sea god, not necessarily Poseidon. It’s right up there. The one with the blue hair.*
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"I'm well. I've been attempting to reach the group of demigods who wish to destroy Khaos, but no success yet." He scratches his head.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
"one of them asked me to join them. they were made of fog"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
"Maybe it has a weakspot! swing at every possible place and it might be a little more worried when you get close to that spot!"
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
"Ah. I've met him. I've also met a minorly flustered girl, and a mechanic, who technically wasn't a member but told me I might be useful."
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal Welsh medieval rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
“Yeah, this thing doesn’t seem to have a weak spot. Tried everywhere. Now I’m just running!”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
*Alex is straight. I’m looking for a female character for a ship.*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.