They blink slowly, their veil now gone and their face exposed. “Yes. I believe so. You are still alive, which is good.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — pretend I have something cool here ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
They blink slowly, their veil now gone and their face exposed. “Yes. I believe so. You are still alive, which is good.”
“Yeah. Malrick is trying to help me find a way out.”
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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!
They blink slowly, their veil now gone and their face exposed. “Yes. I believe so. You are still alive, which is good.”
“Yeah. Malrick is trying to help me find a way out.”
“I would not trust him.” Correlion says simply, with a slight frown. “Be careful. There may be more efficient and safer solutions to your problem.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — pretend I have something cool here ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
They blink slowly, their veil now gone and their face exposed. “Yes. I believe so. You are still alive, which is good.”
“Yeah. Malrick is trying to help me find a way out.”
“I would not trust him.” Correlion says simply, with a slight frown. “Be careful. There may be more efficient and safer solutions to your problem.”
“I don’t know about him either.”
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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!
A golden light wrapped with decayed red and black flames slowly descends from the sky of the realm. It touches down upon Profanus, right on top a broken fountain, forming it into a pedestal of sorts. Rubble surrounding this new structure starts to float and orbit the light. Within the blink of an eye, these pieces of stone shoot into the center, crashing into each other and forming a crude statue. It depicts an angelic figure, with two sets of wings and four arms, their face featureless. They look as if they are chained to the ground, forced to kneel to whatever power did this. Finally, a crystal, the size of a human’s fingernail, falls through the pillar of light, bouncing off its sides as if it were solid. Every so often it comes close to the flames and shifts its opal hue. It rests upon the center of the statues featureless face, signaling the disappearance of the pillar, its light and flames no longer existing.
A golden light wrapped with decayed red and black flames slowly descends from the sky of the realm. It touches down upon Profanus, right on top a broken fountain, forming it into a pedestal of sorts. Rubble surrounding this new structure starts to float and orbit the light. Within the blink of an eye, these pieces of stone shoot into the center, crashing into each other and forming a crude statue. It depicts an angelic figure, with two sets of wings and four arms, their face featureless. They look as if they are chained to the ground, forced to kneel to whatever power did this. Finally, a crystal, the size of a human’s fingernail, falls through the pillar of light, bouncing off its sides as if it were solid. Every so often it comes close to the flames and shifts its opal hue. It rests upon the center of the statues featureless face, signaling the disappearance of the pillar, its light and flames no longer existing.
Giratina observes the event, readying itself if whatever being emerges is hostile.
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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)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
*I'm really torn on whether to play my character like the demon god they are or be nice to my fellow human beings across the screen*
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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)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
They blink slowly, their veil now gone and their face exposed. “Yes. I believe so. You are still alive, which is good.”
“Yeah. Malrick is trying to help me find a way out.”
“I would not trust him.” Correlion says simply, with a slight frown. “Be careful. There may be more efficient and safer solutions to your problem.”
“I don’t know about him either.”
They stare for a moment. “What do you have in your hand?”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — pretend I have something cool here ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
A golden light wrapped with decayed red and black flames slowly descends from the sky of the realm. It touches down upon Profanus, right on top a broken fountain, forming it into a pedestal of sorts. Rubble surrounding this new structure starts to float and orbit the light. Within the blink of an eye, these pieces of stone shoot into the center, crashing into each other and forming a crude statue. It depicts an angelic figure, with two sets of wings and four arms, their face featureless. They look as if they are chained to the ground, forced to kneel to whatever power did this. Finally, a crystal, the size of a human’s fingernail, falls through the pillar of light, bouncing off its sides as if it were solid. Every so often it comes close to the flames and shifts its opal hue. It rests upon the center of the statues featureless face, signaling the disappearance of the pillar, its light and flames no longer existing.
Correlion, a creature of similar build, is perched on a nearby rooftop, watching and waiting to see if the angel will move, or if it is still alive.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — pretend I have something cool here ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
He smiles. “I bet you were scared. Just for a second.” He does a cartwheel backwards, moving a few feet away. “Do you not want me to know what you were reading?”
“I enjoy my privacy.” Correlion says dryly. “I am not afraid of you, but that does not make me unwary of you.” Their wings curl inwards a bit, steel rubbing on steel to make a sound similar to the rustling of metal sheets. “You seem to enjoy harassing me.”
He smiles. “I bet you were scared. Just for a second.” He does a cartwheel backwards, moving a few feet away. “Do you not want me to know what you were reading?”
“I enjoy my privacy.” Correlion says dryly. “I am not afraid of you, but that does not make me unwary of you.” Their wings curl inwards a bit, steel rubbing on steel to make a sound similar to the rustling of metal sheets. “You seem to enjoy harassing me.”
He giggles. “It’s fun. For me, at least.”
“Ha. Do you not have better things to do?”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — pretend I have something cool here ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
He smiles. “I bet you were scared. Just for a second.” He does a cartwheel backwards, moving a few feet away. “Do you not want me to know what you were reading?”
“I enjoy my privacy.” Correlion says dryly. “I am not afraid of you, but that does not make me unwary of you.” Their wings curl inwards a bit, steel rubbing on steel to make a sound similar to the rustling of metal sheets. “You seem to enjoy harassing me.”
He giggles. “It’s fun. For me, at least.”
“Ha. Do you not have better things to do?”
“Oh, I do!” It nods. “But I’m going to be here forever so I have a lot of time.”
“Oh, I do!” It nods. “But I’m going to be here forever so I have a lot of time.”
The angel lets out an exasperated sigh. “Are you an entertainer of sorts? There should be a party or audience you should be attending to, if I am not mistaken.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — pretend I have something cool here ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Oh, I do!” It nods. “But I’m going to be here forever so I have a lot of time.”
The angel lets out an exasperated sigh. “Are you an entertainer of sorts? There should be a party or audience you should be attending to, if I am not mistaken.”
He chuckles, taking a couple of steps closer. “I am a master of ceremonies! The performers perform at my stage, I introduce them to the crowd. Very simple. I only perform if nobody else is.”
A golden light wrapped with decayed red and black flames slowly descends from the sky of the realm. It touches down upon Profanus, right on top a broken fountain, forming it into a pedestal of sorts. Rubble surrounding this new structure starts to float and orbit the light. Within the blink of an eye, these pieces of stone shoot into the center, crashing into each other and forming a crude statue. It depicts an angelic figure, with two sets of wings and four arms, their face featureless. They look as if they are chained to the ground, forced to kneel to whatever power did this. Finally, a crystal, the size of a human’s fingernail, falls through the pillar of light, bouncing off its sides as if it were solid. Every so often it comes close to the flames and shifts its opal hue. It rests upon the center of the statues featureless face, signaling the disappearance of the pillar, its light and flames no longer existing.
Giratina observes the event, readying itself if whatever being emerges is hostile.
A golden light wrapped with decayed red and black flames slowly descends from the sky of the realm. It touches down upon Profanus, right on top a broken fountain, forming it into a pedestal of sorts. Rubble surrounding this new structure starts to float and orbit the light. Within the blink of an eye, these pieces of stone shoot into the center, crashing into each other and forming a crude statue. It depicts an angelic figure, with two sets of wings and four arms, their face featureless. They look as if they are chained to the ground, forced to kneel to whatever power did this. Finally, a crystal, the size of a human’s fingernail, falls through the pillar of light, bouncing off its sides as if it were solid. Every so often it comes close to the flames and shifts its opal hue. It rests upon the center of the statues featureless face, signaling the disappearance of the pillar, its light and flames no longer existing.
Correlion, a creature of similar build, is perched on a nearby rooftop, watching and waiting to see if the angel will move, or if it is still alive.
In time, something does approach the newly formed statue. Or to be more specific, somethings. Colonies of insects who somehow have burrowed their way into this prison plane come out of hiding. They meet each other in their path and, rather than fighting, converge into an amorphous blob. As more join in it, certain species go to certain areas. Millipedes and centipedes gather near the bottom, creating the visage of a larger version of their many legs. Fireflies and other luminescent creatures gather near the top, creating many circles. The blob grows taller and skinnier as four limbs protrude from the center mass, digits growing further, each tipped with a stinger. The humanoid shape is solidified even further once it fashions itself a cloak and gloves from discarded scrap on the ruined floor. At last, a mask, made from crude stone, is placed upon the ground in front of the creatures by the final insects to join. It leans down to pick it up with one of its many arms and rests it up on its face, revealing only the lit disks created by the fireflights. In fact, by now the only part of the being that is revealed to be made of many bugs would be its centipede legs, which trail a long ways behind the body.
The newly formed creature observes its body solemnly and, without speaking a word, touches the statue, caressing the face that was once its.
In time, something does approach the newly formed statue. Or to be more specific, somethings. Colonies of insects who somehow have burrowed their way into this prison plane come out of hiding. They meet each other in their path and, rather than fighting, converge into an amorphous blob. As more join in it, certain species go to certain areas. Millipedes and centipedes gather near the bottom, creating the visage of a larger version of their many legs. Fireflies and other luminescent creatures gather near the top, creating many circles. The blob grows taller and skinnier as four limbs protrude from the center mass, digits growing further, each tipped with a stinger. The humanoid shape is solidified even further once it fashions itself a cloak and gloves from discarded scrap on the ruined floor. At last, a mask, made from crude stone, is placed upon the ground in front of the creatures by the final insects to join. It leans down to pick it up with one of its many arms and rests it up on its face, revealing only the lit disks created by the fireflights. In fact, by now the only part of the being that is revealed to be made of many bugs would be its centipede legs, which trail a long ways behind the body.
The newly formed creature observes its body solemnly and, without speaking a word, touches the statue, caressing the face that was once its.
A tall man steps out of the shadows. "I see you have lost your true form, like myself, and many others here."
They blink slowly, their veil now gone and their face exposed. “Yes. I believe so. You are still alive, which is good.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
pretend I have something cool here
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Yeah. Malrick is trying to help me find a way out.”
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 would not trust him.” Correlion says simply, with a slight frown. “Be careful. There may be more efficient and safer solutions to your problem.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
pretend I have something cool here
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“I don’t know about him either.”
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!
A golden light wrapped with decayed red and black flames slowly descends from the sky of the realm. It touches down upon Profanus, right on top a broken fountain, forming it into a pedestal of sorts. Rubble surrounding this new structure starts to float and orbit the light. Within the blink of an eye, these pieces of stone shoot into the center, crashing into each other and forming a crude statue. It depicts an angelic figure, with two sets of wings and four arms, their face featureless. They look as if they are chained to the ground, forced to kneel to whatever power did this. Finally, a crystal, the size of a human’s fingernail, falls through the pillar of light, bouncing off its sides as if it were solid. Every so often it comes close to the flames and shifts its opal hue. It rests upon the center of the statues featureless face, signaling the disappearance of the pillar, its light and flames no longer existing.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Giratina observes the event, readying itself if whatever being emerges is hostile.
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)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
*I'm really torn on whether to play my character like the demon god they are or be nice to my fellow human beings across the screen*
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)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
*be a malicious and spiteful monster, my darling*
*god knows I’m being one*
They stare for a moment. “What do you have in your hand?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
pretend I have something cool here
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Correlion, a creature of similar build, is perched on a nearby rooftop, watching and waiting to see if the angel will move, or if it is still alive.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
pretend I have something cool here
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
He giggles. “It’s fun. For me, at least.”
“Ha. Do you not have better things to do?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
pretend I have something cool here
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Oh, I do!” It nods. “But I’m going to be here forever so I have a lot of time.”
*Oh the struggle of being afraid to accidentally potentially hurt other peoples feelings or making them angry. 😫*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
The angel lets out an exasperated sigh. “Are you an entertainer of sorts? There should be a party or audience you should be attending to, if I am not mistaken.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
pretend I have something cool here
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
He chuckles, taking a couple of steps closer. “I am a master of ceremonies! The performers perform at my stage, I introduce them to the crowd. Very simple. I only perform if nobody else is.”
*My conundrum is that I want to eat someone’s character and take there power, but there is two problems.
So yeah…*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
In time, something does approach the newly formed statue. Or to be more specific, somethings. Colonies of insects who somehow have burrowed their way into this prison plane come out of hiding. They meet each other in their path and, rather than fighting, converge into an amorphous blob. As more join in it, certain species go to certain areas. Millipedes and centipedes gather near the bottom, creating the visage of a larger version of their many legs. Fireflies and other luminescent creatures gather near the top, creating many circles. The blob grows taller and skinnier as four limbs protrude from the center mass, digits growing further, each tipped with a stinger. The humanoid shape is solidified even further once it fashions itself a cloak and gloves from discarded scrap on the ruined floor. At last, a mask, made from crude stone, is placed upon the ground in front of the creatures by the final insects to join. It leans down to pick it up with one of its many arms and rests it up on its face, revealing only the lit disks created by the fireflights. In fact, by now the only part of the being that is revealed to be made of many bugs would be its centipede legs, which trail a long ways behind the body.
The newly formed creature observes its body solemnly and, without speaking a word, touches the statue, caressing the face that was once its.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
A tall man steps out of the shadows. "I see you have lost your true form, like myself, and many others here."
The alliances hard work has paid off. The tower now stand strong again. The work of furnishing the tower can wait, Its time for a party.