Consilleas is wandering Profanus, looking for anything interesting or people to get on his good side.
*Introing another guy* At the summoning circle, a new sigil appears. An eye in a mouth, surrounded by a cloud circle. It fades away, and many strange tentacle-claw like things come out, similar to the insect known as a spider but with many, many more appendages. Out jumps a horrid abberation, yet another Unholy Being. At the bottom are the aforementioned legs, then above them lies a robed, stick figure like torso and a crimson ball for a 'head'. This head bears a giant mouth taking up the face, and a just as large eye within. Many smaller eyes surround him, looking around with morbid curiosity. He jumps up, taps all of his legs together, and a cloud of smoke forms within this cage formation that he begins to fly around on at rapid speeds, surveying and exploring the surroundings.
Volaar has arrived on an eldritch ferry.
Kal is flying upside down, seeing Volaar.
*Aaah notifs are delayed*
Volaar sees Kal and hovers in the air. An odd voice rings out. "Greetings."
“Hi! Would you like some blood?”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Consilleas is wandering Profanus, looking for anything interesting or people to get on his good side.
*Introing another guy* At the summoning circle, a new sigil appears. An eye in a mouth, surrounded by a cloud circle. It fades away, and many strange tentacle-claw like things come out, similar to the insect known as a spider but with many, many more appendages. Out jumps a horrid abberation, yet another Unholy Being. At the bottom are the aforementioned legs, then above them lies a robed, stick figure like torso and a crimson ball for a 'head'. This head bears a giant mouth taking up the face, and a just as large eye within. Many smaller eyes surround him, looking around with morbid curiosity. He jumps up, taps all of his legs together, and a cloud of smoke forms within this cage formation that he begins to fly around on at rapid speeds, surveying and exploring the surroundings.
Volaar has arrived on an eldritch ferry.
Kal is flying upside down, seeing Volaar.
*Aaah notifs are delayed*
Volaar sees Kal and hovers in the air. An odd voice rings out. "Greetings."
“Hi! Would you like some blood?”
"Blood? As in, the liquid within mortals? Rather odd. But yes, I am willing to try it." He 'blinks', and the big eye disappears. Now the gaping maw is only that.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Consilleas is wandering Profanus, looking for anything interesting or people to get on his good side.
*Introing another guy* At the summoning circle, a new sigil appears. An eye in a mouth, surrounded by a cloud circle. It fades away, and many strange tentacle-claw like things come out, similar to the insect known as a spider but with many, many more appendages. Out jumps a horrid abberation, yet another Unholy Being. At the bottom are the aforementioned legs, then above them lies a robed, stick figure like torso and a crimson ball for a 'head'. This head bears a giant mouth taking up the face, and a just as large eye within. Many smaller eyes surround him, looking around with morbid curiosity. He jumps up, taps all of his legs together, and a cloud of smoke forms within this cage formation that he begins to fly around on at rapid speeds, surveying and exploring the surroundings.
Volaar has arrived on an eldritch ferry.
Kal is flying upside down, seeing Volaar.
*Aaah notifs are delayed*
Volaar sees Kal and hovers in the air. An odd voice rings out. "Greetings."
“Hi! Would you like some blood?”
"Blood? As in, the liquid within mortals? Rather odd. But yes, I am willing to try it." He 'blinks', and the big eye disappears. Now the gaping maw is only that.
Kal grabs his coffee cup and pours all of it into his mouth, grabbing a canteen and pouring more inside.
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Near the center of the first layer of hell, a being of pure chaos and...annoyingness...has been summoned. A column of blue flames erupt into the sky for a brief moment before fadig away. In the middle, a young boy has appeared. He looks about 13, and is dressed in a tattered looking back and red jester suit, complete with large shoulder pads and shoes, but missing the hat. The boy's skin is paler than the moon and his hair is jet black, slicked back neatly. He slowly opens his eyes, or being blue and the other being bright orange. As he looks around the vastness of hell, he slowly cracks a smile. A blue teardrop tattoo appears under his orange eye and he starts to laugh. The boy laughs and laughs and laughs until he's lying on his side on the ground and he's run out of breath. He sits up, sighs and wipes some tears of laughter from his eyes. "Ohhhh, it's been too long! Toooooo long!"
Giratina appears out of the darkness. "A fellow banished one. What are you here for?"
The boy looks a little confused. "You mean what's my record? Oh boy, I could go on for days and days and days." He jumps into the air and starts flying. He floats towards Giratina and flips upside down so the two are at eye level. "What about you?"
Consilleas is wandering Profanus, looking for anything interesting or people to get on his good side.
*Introing another guy* At the summoning circle, a new sigil appears. An eye in a mouth, surrounded by a cloud circle. It fades away, and many strange tentacle-claw like things come out, similar to the insect known as a spider but with many, many more appendages. Out jumps a horrid abberation, yet another Unholy Being. At the bottom are the aforementioned legs, then above them lies a robed, stick figure like torso and a crimson ball for a 'head'. This head bears a giant mouth taking up the face, and a just as large eye within. Many smaller eyes surround him, looking around with morbid curiosity. He jumps up, taps all of his legs together, and a cloud of smoke forms within this cage formation that he begins to fly around on at rapid speeds, surveying and exploring the surroundings.
Volaar has arrived on an eldritch ferry.
Kal is flying upside down, seeing Volaar.
*Aaah notifs are delayed*
Volaar sees Kal and hovers in the air. An odd voice rings out. "Greetings."
“Hi! Would you like some blood?”
"Blood? As in, the liquid within mortals? Rather odd. But yes, I am willing to try it." He 'blinks', and the big eye disappears. Now the gaping maw is only that.
Kal grabs his coffee cup and pours all of it into his mouth, grabbing a canteen and pouring more inside.
He grabs the cup himself, his thin fingers wrapping around it. "This has an... Interesting taste to it."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Consilleas is wandering Profanus, looking for anything interesting or people to get on his good side.
*Introing another guy* At the summoning circle, a new sigil appears. An eye in a mouth, surrounded by a cloud circle. It fades away, and many strange tentacle-claw like things come out, similar to the insect known as a spider but with many, many more appendages. Out jumps a horrid abberation, yet another Unholy Being. At the bottom are the aforementioned legs, then above them lies a robed, stick figure like torso and a crimson ball for a 'head'. This head bears a giant mouth taking up the face, and a just as large eye within. Many smaller eyes surround him, looking around with morbid curiosity. He jumps up, taps all of his legs together, and a cloud of smoke forms within this cage formation that he begins to fly around on at rapid speeds, surveying and exploring the surroundings.
Volaar has arrived on an eldritch ferry.
Kal is flying upside down, seeing Volaar.
*Aaah notifs are delayed*
Volaar sees Kal and hovers in the air. An odd voice rings out. "Greetings."
“Hi! Would you like some blood?”
"Blood? As in, the liquid within mortals? Rather odd. But yes, I am willing to try it." He 'blinks', and the big eye disappears. Now the gaping maw is only that.
Kal grabs his coffee cup and pours all of it into his mouth, grabbing a canteen and pouring more inside.
He grabs the cup himself, his thin fingers wrapping around it. "This has an... Interesting taste to it."
“It’s delicious! Even better than flesh. I prefer fresh blood. Not yucky dry blood.”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Consilleas is wandering Profanus, looking for anything interesting or people to get on his good side.
*Introing another guy* At the summoning circle, a new sigil appears. An eye in a mouth, surrounded by a cloud circle. It fades away, and many strange tentacle-claw like things come out, similar to the insect known as a spider but with many, many more appendages. Out jumps a horrid abberation, yet another Unholy Being. At the bottom are the aforementioned legs, then above them lies a robed, stick figure like torso and a crimson ball for a 'head'. This head bears a giant mouth taking up the face, and a just as large eye within. Many smaller eyes surround him, looking around with morbid curiosity. He jumps up, taps all of his legs together, and a cloud of smoke forms within this cage formation that he begins to fly around on at rapid speeds, surveying and exploring the surroundings.
Volaar has arrived on an eldritch ferry.
Kal is flying upside down, seeing Volaar.
*Aaah notifs are delayed*
Volaar sees Kal and hovers in the air. An odd voice rings out. "Greetings."
“Hi! Would you like some blood?”
"Blood? As in, the liquid within mortals? Rather odd. But yes, I am willing to try it." He 'blinks', and the big eye disappears. Now the gaping maw is only that.
Kal grabs his coffee cup and pours all of it into his mouth, grabbing a canteen and pouring more inside.
He grabs the cup himself, his thin fingers wrapping around it. "This has an... Interesting taste to it."
“It’s delicious! Even better than flesh. I prefer fresh blood. Not yucky dry blood.”
"I see, although of course it must be hard to acquire that now. Unless if we bleed ourselves, but I just arrived here and therefore have no knowledge of such a subject."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Consilleas is wandering Profanus, looking for anything interesting or people to get on his good side.
*Introing another guy* At the summoning circle, a new sigil appears. An eye in a mouth, surrounded by a cloud circle. It fades away, and many strange tentacle-claw like things come out, similar to the insect known as a spider but with many, many more appendages. Out jumps a horrid abberation, yet another Unholy Being. At the bottom are the aforementioned legs, then above them lies a robed, stick figure like torso and a crimson ball for a 'head'. This head bears a giant mouth taking up the face, and a just as large eye within. Many smaller eyes surround him, looking around with morbid curiosity. He jumps up, taps all of his legs together, and a cloud of smoke forms within this cage formation that he begins to fly around on at rapid speeds, surveying and exploring the surroundings.
Volaar has arrived on an eldritch ferry.
Kal is flying upside down, seeing Volaar.
*Aaah notifs are delayed*
Volaar sees Kal and hovers in the air. An odd voice rings out. "Greetings."
“Hi! Would you like some blood?”
"Blood? As in, the liquid within mortals? Rather odd. But yes, I am willing to try it." He 'blinks', and the big eye disappears. Now the gaping maw is only that.
Kal grabs his coffee cup and pours all of it into his mouth, grabbing a canteen and pouring more inside.
He grabs the cup himself, his thin fingers wrapping around it. "This has an... Interesting taste to it."
“It’s delicious! Even better than flesh. I prefer fresh blood. Not yucky dry blood.”
"I see, although of course it must be hard to acquire that now. Unless if we bleed ourselves, but I just arrived here and therefore have no knowledge of such a subject."
“I have a large supply leftover from my time in the mortal realm!”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Consilleas is wandering Profanus, looking for anything interesting or people to get on his good side.
*Introing another guy* At the summoning circle, a new sigil appears. An eye in a mouth, surrounded by a cloud circle. It fades away, and many strange tentacle-claw like things come out, similar to the insect known as a spider but with many, many more appendages. Out jumps a horrid abberation, yet another Unholy Being. At the bottom are the aforementioned legs, then above them lies a robed, stick figure like torso and a crimson ball for a 'head'. This head bears a giant mouth taking up the face, and a just as large eye within. Many smaller eyes surround him, looking around with morbid curiosity. He jumps up, taps all of his legs together, and a cloud of smoke forms within this cage formation that he begins to fly around on at rapid speeds, surveying and exploring the surroundings.
Volaar has arrived on an eldritch ferry.
Kal is flying upside down, seeing Volaar.
*Aaah notifs are delayed*
Volaar sees Kal and hovers in the air. An odd voice rings out. "Greetings."
“Hi! Would you like some blood?”
"Blood? As in, the liquid within mortals? Rather odd. But yes, I am willing to try it." He 'blinks', and the big eye disappears. Now the gaping maw is only that.
Kal grabs his coffee cup and pours all of it into his mouth, grabbing a canteen and pouring more inside.
He grabs the cup himself, his thin fingers wrapping around it. "This has an... Interesting taste to it."
“It’s delicious! Even better than flesh. I prefer fresh blood. Not yucky dry blood.”
"I see, although of course it must be hard to acquire that now. Unless if we bleed ourselves, but I just arrived here and therefore have no knowledge of such a subject."
“I have a large supply leftover from my time in the mortal realm!”
"Ah, you were quite murderous then? I attempted not to attract much attention to myself, I have evaded celestials for quite some time with simply my speed and my wits."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Consilleas is wandering Profanus, looking for anything interesting or people to get on his good side.
*Introing another guy* At the summoning circle, a new sigil appears. An eye in a mouth, surrounded by a cloud circle. It fades away, and many strange tentacle-claw like things come out, similar to the insect known as a spider but with many, many more appendages. Out jumps a horrid abberation, yet another Unholy Being. At the bottom are the aforementioned legs, then above them lies a robed, stick figure like torso and a crimson ball for a 'head'. This head bears a giant mouth taking up the face, and a just as large eye within. Many smaller eyes surround him, looking around with morbid curiosity. He jumps up, taps all of his legs together, and a cloud of smoke forms within this cage formation that he begins to fly around on at rapid speeds, surveying and exploring the surroundings.
Volaar has arrived on an eldritch ferry.
Kal is flying upside down, seeing Volaar.
*Aaah notifs are delayed*
Volaar sees Kal and hovers in the air. An odd voice rings out. "Greetings."
“Hi! Would you like some blood?”
"Blood? As in, the liquid within mortals? Rather odd. But yes, I am willing to try it." He 'blinks', and the big eye disappears. Now the gaping maw is only that.
Kal grabs his coffee cup and pours all of it into his mouth, grabbing a canteen and pouring more inside.
He grabs the cup himself, his thin fingers wrapping around it. "This has an... Interesting taste to it."
“It’s delicious! Even better than flesh. I prefer fresh blood. Not yucky dry blood.”
"I see, although of course it must be hard to acquire that now. Unless if we bleed ourselves, but I just arrived here and therefore have no knowledge of such a subject."
“I have a large supply leftover from my time in the mortal realm!”
"Ah, you were quite murderous then? I attempted not to attract much attention to myself, I have evaded celestials for quite some time with simply my speed and my wits."
“Celestials.” He spits bloody liquid on the ground. “Thought my hobby made me evil. I just thought blood tasted glorious!”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Giratina appears out of the darkness. "A fellow banished one. What are you here for?"
The boy looks a little confused. "You mean what's my record? Oh boy, I could go on for days and days and days." He jumps into the air and starts flying. He floats towards Giratina and flips upside down so the two are at eye level. "What about you?"
It stares off into the distance, remembering days gone by. "I was a god! I created the world with my brothers. When those lesser life-forms arrived, I protected the land from them. And then my brothers banished me! Ohh, when I rip away the boundaries of this plane..." It chuckles darkly. "Do you know of any source of power within here?"
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
“Murdering people and bringing their bodies back to my lair here!”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
“Murdering people and bringing their bodies back to my lair here!”
"...and would this not attract the attention of celestials? My interactions with mortals were simply allowing them to see the light." His eye appears again. "It is not my fault they saw too much."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Giratina appears out of the darkness. "A fellow banished one. What are you here for?"
The boy looks a little confused. "You mean what's my record? Oh boy, I could go on for days and days and days." He jumps into the air and starts flying. He floats towards Giratina and flips upside down so the two are at eye level. "What about you?"
It stares off into the distance, remembering days gone by. "I was a god! I created the world with my brothers. When those lesser life-forms arrived, I protected the land from them. And then my brothers banished me! Ohh, when I rip away the boundaries of this plane..." It chuckles darkly. "Do you know of any source of power within here?"
He thinks for a moment, pursing his lips. "Euhhhh, nope. Nope, I just got here."
*Gibs is it okay if I take the True To Your Word flaw as well as Promises To Keep ability, since making unholy deals is kind of Casey's whole thing? And then I think with the rest of my points I'll do Regeneration and In the Language of Thought*
Giratina appears out of the darkness. "A fellow banished one. What are you here for?"
The boy looks a little confused. "You mean what's my record? Oh boy, I could go on for days and days and days." He jumps into the air and starts flying. He floats towards Giratina and flips upside down so the two are at eye level. "What about you?"
It stares off into the distance, remembering days gone by. "I was a god! I created the world with my brothers. When those lesser life-forms arrived, I protected the land from them. And then my brothers banished me! Ohh, when I rip away the boundaries of this plane..." It chuckles darkly. "Do you know of any source of power within here?"
He thinks for a moment, pursing his lips. "Euhhhh, nope. Nope, I just got here."
*Gibs is it okay if I take the True To Your Word flaw as well as Promises To Keep ability, since making unholy deals is kind of Casey's whole thing? And then I think with the rest of my points I'll do Regeneration and In the Language of Thought*
*Arch made those not me, but I'd say yeah.*
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Consilleas is wandering Profanus, looking for anything interesting or people to get on his good side.
Giratina flies overhead. "I've never seen anything like you before. Are you made of jello?"
He looks up. "Oh, I'll admit I'm not sure about that myself! Could be anything, really. Sludge, blood, whatever!"
"Hmm. I see. What are you here for?"
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
*Here's my first character. I have other ideas I might introduce later.*
In the farthest reaches of Profanus there are ancient ruins and crumbling towers of unknown design. These dark crannies sit silent and empty like stomaches left unfed for so long that they have forgotten how to hunger.
Inside one of these towers there rests an elder evil who will teach these walls to hunger once more. The very stones will learn how to thirst and then their true home will come to pass. Come if you are tired of returning to this prison realm. Come if you weary of wandering these wretched wastes. Come if you long to leave this Endless Dark.
“Murdering people and bringing their bodies back to my lair here!”
"...and would this not attract the attention of celestials? My interactions with mortals were simply allowing them to see the light." His eye appears again. "It is not my fault they saw too much."
“It’s not my fault that human meat is delicious!”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
He looks up. "Oh, I'll admit I'm not sure about that myself! Could be anything, really. Sludge, blood, whatever!"
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
“Hi! Would you like some blood?”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
"Blood? As in, the liquid within mortals? Rather odd. But yes, I am willing to try it." He 'blinks', and the big eye disappears. Now the gaping maw is only that.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
Kal grabs his coffee cup and pours all of it into his mouth, grabbing a canteen and pouring more inside.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
The boy looks a little confused. "You mean what's my record? Oh boy, I could go on for days and days and days." He jumps into the air and starts flying. He floats towards Giratina and flips upside down so the two are at eye level. "What about you?"
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As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
He grabs the cup himself, his thin fingers wrapping around it. "This has an... Interesting taste to it."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
“It’s delicious! Even better than flesh. I prefer fresh blood. Not yucky dry blood.”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
"I see, although of course it must be hard to acquire that now. Unless if we bleed ourselves, but I just arrived here and therefore have no knowledge of such a subject."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
“I have a large supply leftover from my time in the mortal realm!”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
"Ah, you were quite murderous then? I attempted not to attract much attention to myself, I have evaded celestials for quite some time with simply my speed and my wits."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
“Celestials.” He spits bloody liquid on the ground. “Thought my hobby made me evil. I just thought blood tasted glorious!”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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*Cut with Banan*
"Well, how did you acquire this blood?"
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
It stares off into the distance, remembering days gone by. "I was a god! I created the world with my brothers. When those lesser life-forms arrived, I protected the land from them. And then my brothers banished me! Ohh, when I rip away the boundaries of this plane..." It chuckles darkly. "Do you know of any source of power within here?"
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
HE'S BACK... AND WEIRDER THAN EVER!
“Murdering people and bringing their bodies back to my lair here!”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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"...and would this not attract the attention of celestials? My interactions with mortals were simply allowing them to see the light." His eye appears again. "It is not my fault they saw too much."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
He thinks for a moment, pursing his lips. "Euhhhh, nope. Nope, I just got here."
*Gibs is it okay if I take the True To Your Word flaw as well as Promises To Keep ability, since making unholy deals is kind of Casey's whole thing? And then I think with the rest of my points I'll do Regeneration and In the Language of Thought*
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As Drummer said, I am ASCENDED
*Arch made those not me, but I'd say yeah.*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
"Hmm. I see. What are you here for?"
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
HE'S BACK... AND WEIRDER THAN EVER!
*Here's my first character. I have other ideas I might introduce later.*
In the farthest reaches of Profanus there are ancient ruins and crumbling towers of unknown design. These dark crannies sit silent and empty like stomaches left unfed for so long that they have forgotten how to hunger.
Inside one of these towers there rests an elder evil who will teach these walls to hunger once more. The very stones will learn how to thirst and then their true home will come to pass. Come if you are tired of returning to this prison realm. Come if you weary of wandering these wretched wastes. Come if you long to leave this Endless Dark.
“It’s not my fault that human meat is delicious!”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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