*To be a dark fantasy character. The sad thing about character sheets is to be a level 10 you have to have a lot of hp...*
*Mod characters are only level 10 lmao, you can be up to level 5 at the time being*
*Ah I must've failed at reading sry*
*Youre all good! I’m excited for your character*
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
a female dragonborn, sparkling blue in the light and dressed in a fine dress walks in, fanning herself
Buckethead Bill, a former knight dressed in a faded royal surcoat and Greathelm glances up at the woman. His helmet hides his expression completely from her, but she can guess that he’s surprised to see someone so well dressed besides the general in his tavern. “Er, welcome madam. Can I help ye?”
she looks him up and down critically. "...yes, I would like a table."
“Uh huh. Take yer pick. I’ve got food and drinks. Rooms are upstairs, living quarter’s to ter left.”
"err.... thank you, at least something's reasonable in the world"
*those of yall who knows me, know I love making villains. this is no different*
“Yeah, yeah. I hope ye know that this bar is crowded with commoners and untouchables. Wealthy folk don’t fit in here, all are equal though.”
"an...... interesting business model, certainly" she sits down gingerly, unsure of herself
He huffs. “What can I get ye, miss?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
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The thug tries to hide his crushing sense of fear and takes two swings at the General with his mace. Hit: 53 Dmg: 67
Grey dodges both of them easily. He sneers. “Mouse.” And attacks. To hit 22 damage: 16
The thug stumbled from how horribly he missed the second shot, he is then caught in gut by Grey’s sword. He flies back about 3 feet and then starts to limp backwards. He quickly loads his crossbow and fired a shot at the General. Hit: 3 Dmg: 1
It misses, going completely off course. “Incompetent.” To hit: 1213
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
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*cut*
The thug tries to hide his crushing sense of fear and takes two swings at the General with his mace. Hit: 53 Dmg: 67
Grey dodges both of them easily. He sneers. “Mouse.” And attacks. To hit 22 damage: 16
The thug stumbled from how horribly he missed the second shot, he is then caught in gut by Grey’s sword. He flies back about 3 feet and then starts to limp backwards. He quickly loads his crossbow and fired a shot at the General. Hit: 3 Dmg: 1
It misses, going completely off course. “Incompetent.” To hit: 1213
The thug is clipped in the shoulder this time, the hit nearly takes off his arm and he screams in pain. Frantically loading another bolt as he backs away. Hit: 11 Damage: 8
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
*cut*
The thug tries to hide his crushing sense of fear and takes two swings at the General with his mace. Hit: 53 Dmg: 67
Grey dodges both of them easily. He sneers. “Mouse.” And attacks. To hit 22 damage: 16
The thug stumbled from how horribly he missed the second shot, he is then caught in gut by Grey’s sword. He flies back about 3 feet and then starts to limp backwards. He quickly loads his crossbow and fired a shot at the General. Hit: 3 Dmg: 1
It misses, going completely off course. “Incompetent.” To hit: 1213
The thug is clipped in the shoulder this time, the hit nearly takes off his arm and he screams in pain. Frantically loading another bolt as he backs away. Hit: 11 Damage: 8
It clanks against his armor. 27 to hit, 14 damage. He appears to be going easy on the thug.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
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*cut*
The thug tries to hide his crushing sense of fear and takes two swings at the General with his mace. Hit: 53 Dmg: 67
Grey dodges both of them easily. He sneers. “Mouse.” And attacks. To hit 22 damage: 16
The thug stumbled from how horribly he missed the second shot, he is then caught in gut by Grey’s sword. He flies back about 3 feet and then starts to limp backwards. He quickly loads his crossbow and fired a shot at the General. Hit: 3 Dmg: 1
It misses, going completely off course. “Incompetent.” To hit: 1213
The thug is clipped in the shoulder this time, the hit nearly takes off his arm and he screams in pain. Frantically loading another bolt as he backs away. Hit: 11 Damage: 8
It clanks against his armor. 26 to hit, 14 damage. He appears to be going easy on the thug.
*TW Gore*
The thug stares up at Grey’s massive figure, petrified in fear. His crossbow bolt bounces off the General’s royal armor and sticks into the ground. In one clean swoop, Grey brings his greatsword through the criminal’s neck. Blood pools on the ground as the body crumpled and the head rolls to Grey’s feet, lifeless and cold with sweat. People in the street try not to look at the sight, while Bill sighs into his helmet inside the tavern.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
*cut*
The thug tries to hide his crushing sense of fear and takes two swings at the General with his mace. Hit: 53 Dmg: 67
Grey dodges both of them easily. He sneers. “Mouse.” And attacks. To hit 22 damage: 16
The thug stumbled from how horribly he missed the second shot, he is then caught in gut by Grey’s sword. He flies back about 3 feet and then starts to limp backwards. He quickly loads his crossbow and fired a shot at the General. Hit: 3 Dmg: 1
It misses, going completely off course. “Incompetent.” To hit: 1213
The thug is clipped in the shoulder this time, the hit nearly takes off his arm and he screams in pain. Frantically loading another bolt as he backs away. Hit: 11 Damage: 8
It clanks against his armor. 26 to hit, 14 damage. He appears to be going easy on the thug.
*TW Gore*
The thug stares up at Grey’s massive figure, petrified in fear. His crossbow bolt bounces off the General’s royal armor and sticks into the ground. In one clean swoop, Grey brings his greatsword through the criminal’s neck. Blood pools on the ground as the body crumpled and the head rolls to Grey’s feet, lifeless and cold with sweat. People in the street try not to look at the sight, while Bill sighs into his helmet inside the tavern.
“You see that, Bill? That’s why I’m general and you aren’t.” He leaves the gore on the street.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
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*cut*
The thug tries to hide his crushing sense of fear and takes two swings at the General with his mace. Hit: 53 Dmg: 67
Grey dodges both of them easily. He sneers. “Mouse.” And attacks. To hit 22 damage: 16
The thug stumbled from how horribly he missed the second shot, he is then caught in gut by Grey’s sword. He flies back about 3 feet and then starts to limp backwards. He quickly loads his crossbow and fired a shot at the General. Hit: 3 Dmg: 1
It misses, going completely off course. “Incompetent.” To hit: 1213
The thug is clipped in the shoulder this time, the hit nearly takes off his arm and he screams in pain. Frantically loading another bolt as he backs away. Hit: 11 Damage: 8
It clanks against his armor. 26 to hit, 14 damage. He appears to be going easy on the thug.
*TW Gore*
The thug stares up at Grey’s massive figure, petrified in fear. His crossbow bolt bounces off the General’s royal armor and sticks into the ground. In one clean swoop, Grey brings his greatsword through the criminal’s neck. Blood pools on the ground as the body crumpled and the head rolls to Grey’s feet, lifeless and cold with sweat. People in the street try not to look at the sight, while Bill sighs into his helmet inside the tavern.
“You see that, Bill? That’s why I’m general and you aren’t.” He leaves the gore on the street.
“Or maybe it’s because I’m going on 60, Grey.” He sends out an employee of his to pick up the body. “I’m sure nobody’ll be trying that again for a while. Brutal kill, general.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
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The thug tries to hide his crushing sense of fear and takes two swings at the General with his mace. Hit: 53 Dmg: 67
Grey dodges both of them easily. He sneers. “Mouse.” And attacks. To hit 22 damage: 16
The thug stumbled from how horribly he missed the second shot, he is then caught in gut by Grey’s sword. He flies back about 3 feet and then starts to limp backwards. He quickly loads his crossbow and fired a shot at the General. Hit: 3 Dmg: 1
It misses, going completely off course. “Incompetent.” To hit: 1213
The thug is clipped in the shoulder this time, the hit nearly takes off his arm and he screams in pain. Frantically loading another bolt as he backs away. Hit: 11 Damage: 8
It clanks against his armor. 26 to hit, 14 damage. He appears to be going easy on the thug.
*TW Gore*
The thug stares up at Grey’s massive figure, petrified in fear. His crossbow bolt bounces off the General’s royal armor and sticks into the ground. In one clean swoop, Grey brings his greatsword through the criminal’s neck. Blood pools on the ground as the body crumpled and the head rolls to Grey’s feet, lifeless and cold with sweat. People in the street try not to look at the sight, while Bill sighs into his helmet inside the tavern.
“You see that, Bill? That’s why I’m general and you aren’t.” He leaves the gore on the street.
“Or maybe it’s because I’m going on 60, Grey.” He sends out an employee of his to pick up the body. “I’m sure nobody’ll be trying that again for a while. Brutal kill, general.”
“Thank you!” He seems pleased.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
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*cut*
The thug tries to hide his crushing sense of fear and takes two swings at the General with his mace. Hit: 53 Dmg: 67
Grey dodges both of them easily. He sneers. “Mouse.” And attacks. To hit 22 damage: 16
The thug stumbled from how horribly he missed the second shot, he is then caught in gut by Grey’s sword. He flies back about 3 feet and then starts to limp backwards. He quickly loads his crossbow and fired a shot at the General. Hit: 3 Dmg: 1
It misses, going completely off course. “Incompetent.” To hit: 1213
The thug is clipped in the shoulder this time, the hit nearly takes off his arm and he screams in pain. Frantically loading another bolt as he backs away. Hit: 11 Damage: 8
It clanks against his armor. 26 to hit, 14 damage. He appears to be going easy on the thug.
*TW Gore*
The thug stares up at Grey’s massive figure, petrified in fear. His crossbow bolt bounces off the General’s royal armor and sticks into the ground. In one clean swoop, Grey brings his greatsword through the criminal’s neck. Blood pools on the ground as the body crumpled and the head rolls to Grey’s feet, lifeless and cold with sweat. People in the street try not to look at the sight, while Bill sighs into his helmet inside the tavern.
“You see that, Bill? That’s why I’m general and you aren’t.” He leaves the gore on the street.
“Or maybe it’s because I’m going on 60, Grey.” He sends out an employee of his to pick up the body. “I’m sure nobody’ll be trying that again for a while. Brutal kill, general.”
“Thank you!” He seems pleased.
“What did that fella do to get hunted down by the general himself?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
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The thug tries to hide his crushing sense of fear and takes two swings at the General with his mace. Hit: 53 Dmg: 67
Grey dodges both of them easily. He sneers. “Mouse.” And attacks. To hit 22 damage: 16
The thug stumbled from how horribly he missed the second shot, he is then caught in gut by Grey’s sword. He flies back about 3 feet and then starts to limp backwards. He quickly loads his crossbow and fired a shot at the General. Hit: 3 Dmg: 1
It misses, going completely off course. “Incompetent.” To hit: 1213
The thug is clipped in the shoulder this time, the hit nearly takes off his arm and he screams in pain. Frantically loading another bolt as he backs away. Hit: 11 Damage: 8
It clanks against his armor. 26 to hit, 14 damage. He appears to be going easy on the thug.
*TW Gore*
The thug stares up at Grey’s massive figure, petrified in fear. His crossbow bolt bounces off the General’s royal armor and sticks into the ground. In one clean swoop, Grey brings his greatsword through the criminal’s neck. Blood pools on the ground as the body crumpled and the head rolls to Grey’s feet, lifeless and cold with sweat. People in the street try not to look at the sight, while Bill sighs into his helmet inside the tavern.
“You see that, Bill? That’s why I’m general and you aren’t.” He leaves the gore on the street.
“Or maybe it’s because I’m going on 60, Grey.” He sends out an employee of his to pick up the body. “I’m sure nobody’ll be trying that again for a while. Brutal kill, general.”
“Thank you!” He seems pleased.
“What did that fella do to get hunted down by the general himself?”
“Worked for the Heretics. Lead a serious raid on us.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
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The thug tries to hide his crushing sense of fear and takes two swings at the General with his mace. Hit: 53 Dmg: 67
Grey dodges both of them easily. He sneers. “Mouse.” And attacks. To hit 22 damage: 16
The thug stumbled from how horribly he missed the second shot, he is then caught in gut by Grey’s sword. He flies back about 3 feet and then starts to limp backwards. He quickly loads his crossbow and fired a shot at the General. Hit: 3 Dmg: 1
It misses, going completely off course. “Incompetent.” To hit: 1213
The thug is clipped in the shoulder this time, the hit nearly takes off his arm and he screams in pain. Frantically loading another bolt as he backs away. Hit: 11 Damage: 8
It clanks against his armor. 26 to hit, 14 damage. He appears to be going easy on the thug.
*TW Gore*
The thug stares up at Grey’s massive figure, petrified in fear. His crossbow bolt bounces off the General’s royal armor and sticks into the ground. In one clean swoop, Grey brings his greatsword through the criminal’s neck. Blood pools on the ground as the body crumpled and the head rolls to Grey’s feet, lifeless and cold with sweat. People in the street try not to look at the sight, while Bill sighs into his helmet inside the tavern.
“You see that, Bill? That’s why I’m general and you aren’t.” He leaves the gore on the street.
“Or maybe it’s because I’m going on 60, Grey.” He sends out an employee of his to pick up the body. “I’m sure nobody’ll be trying that again for a while. Brutal kill, general.”
“Thank you!” He seems pleased.
“What did that fella do to get hunted down by the general himself?”
“Worked for the Heretics. Lead a serious raid on us.”
“Hm. Poor excuse for a leader, if he died screaming and on his knees. You want anything to eat before I close fer the night?”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*Changed my char idea a lot but the new one is neat*
*Freak yeah brev*
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
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The thug tries to hide his crushing sense of fear and takes two swings at the General with his mace. Hit: 53 Dmg: 67
Grey dodges both of them easily. He sneers. “Mouse.” And attacks. To hit 22 damage: 16
The thug stumbled from how horribly he missed the second shot, he is then caught in gut by Grey’s sword. He flies back about 3 feet and then starts to limp backwards. He quickly loads his crossbow and fired a shot at the General. Hit: 3 Dmg: 1
It misses, going completely off course. “Incompetent.” To hit: 1213
The thug is clipped in the shoulder this time, the hit nearly takes off his arm and he screams in pain. Frantically loading another bolt as he backs away. Hit: 11 Damage: 8
It clanks against his armor. 26 to hit, 14 damage. He appears to be going easy on the thug.
*TW Gore*
The thug stares up at Grey’s massive figure, petrified in fear. His crossbow bolt bounces off the General’s royal armor and sticks into the ground. In one clean swoop, Grey brings his greatsword through the criminal’s neck. Blood pools on the ground as the body crumpled and the head rolls to Grey’s feet, lifeless and cold with sweat. People in the street try not to look at the sight, while Bill sighs into his helmet inside the tavern.
“You see that, Bill? That’s why I’m general and you aren’t.” He leaves the gore on the street.
“Or maybe it’s because I’m going on 60, Grey.” He sends out an employee of his to pick up the body. “I’m sure nobody’ll be trying that again for a while. Brutal kill, general.”
“Thank you!” He seems pleased.
“What did that fella do to get hunted down by the general himself?”
“Worked for the Heretics. Lead a serious raid on us.”
“Hm. Poor excuse for a leader, if he died screaming and on his knees. You want anything to eat before I close fer the night?”
“You got any chicken? Chicken is the best after beheadings.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
”I’m not sure how those two things relate, but I’ll get you some.” It takes about an hour to prepare and roast a chicken, but once it’s finished Bill brings Grey a large, crispy-skinned roast bird with olives and an orange hint sauce. Two eggs on the side.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
”I’m not sure how those two things relate, but I’ll get you some.” It takes about an hour to prepare and roast a chicken, but once it’s finished Bill brings Grey a large, crispy-skinned roast bird with olives and an orange hint sauce. Two eggs on the side.
“Didn’t ask for the eggs, but alright.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
”I’m not sure how those two things relate, but I’ll get you some.” It takes about an hour to prepare and roast a chicken, but once it’s finished Bill brings Grey a large, crispy-skinned roast bird with olives and an orange hint sauce. Two eggs on the side.
“Didn’t ask for the eggs, but alright.”
“Had to do away with them before I closed up.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
a female dragonborn, sparkling blue in the light and dressed in a fine dress walks in, fanning herself
Buckethead Bill, a former knight dressed in a faded royal surcoat and Greathelm glances up at the woman. His helmet hides his expression completely from her, but she can guess that he’s surprised to see someone so well dressed besides the general in his tavern. “Er, welcome madam. Can I help ye?”
she looks him up and down critically. "...yes, I would like a table."
“Uh huh. Take yer pick. I’ve got food and drinks. Rooms are upstairs, living quarter’s to ter left.”
"err.... thank you, at least something's reasonable in the world"
*those of yall who knows me, know I love making villains. this is no different*
“Yeah, yeah. I hope ye know that this bar is crowded with commoners and untouchables. Wealthy folk don’t fit in here, all are equal though.”
"an...... interesting business model, certainly" she sits down gingerly, unsure of herself
He huffs. “What can I get ye, miss?”
"...do you have any wine?"
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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 Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
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*Youre all good! I’m excited for your character*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
He huffs. “What can I get ye, miss?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
It misses, going completely off course. “Incompetent.” To hit: 12 13
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
The thug is clipped in the shoulder this time, the hit nearly takes off his arm and he screams in pain. Frantically loading another bolt as he backs away. Hit: 11 Damage: 8
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
*This guy is getting styled on right now*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
It clanks against his armor. 27 to hit, 14 damage. He appears to be going easy on the thug.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
*TW Gore*
The thug stares up at Grey’s massive figure, petrified in fear. His crossbow bolt bounces off the General’s royal armor and sticks into the ground. In one clean swoop, Grey brings his greatsword through the criminal’s neck. Blood pools on the ground as the body crumpled and the head rolls to Grey’s feet, lifeless and cold with sweat. People in the street try not to look at the sight, while Bill sighs into his helmet inside the tavern.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“You see that, Bill? That’s why I’m general and you aren’t.” He leaves the gore on the street.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
“Or maybe it’s because I’m going on 60, Grey.” He sends out an employee of his to pick up the body. “I’m sure nobody’ll be trying that again for a while. Brutal kill, general.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Thank you!” He seems pleased.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
“What did that fella do to get hunted down by the general himself?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Worked for the Heretics. Lead a serious raid on us.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
*Changed my char idea a lot but the new one is neat*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“Hm. Poor excuse for a leader, if he died screaming and on his knees. You want anything to eat before I close fer the night?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
*Freak yeah brev*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“You got any chicken? Chicken is the best after beheadings.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
*Cut*
”I’m not sure how those two things relate, but I’ll get you some.” It takes about an hour to prepare and roast a chicken, but once it’s finished Bill brings Grey a large, crispy-skinned roast bird with olives and an orange hint sauce. Two eggs on the side.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Didn’t ask for the eggs, but alright.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
“Had to do away with them before I closed up.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"...do you have any wine?"
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 Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life