Something sleek and smooth slides silently under the surface of the stones.
It finds something noisy and crunchy too moving in such an area, almost like a swarm of insects.
It slithers closer, its voice hisses with a dream-like whisper, "Who goes there?"
Upon closer inspection, they find it is a group of insects. Or rather, many. "One who has no wish to partake in conflict unless provoked."
It takes a moment for the serpent to answer, "Then we are at peace, for neither do I. What sort of thing crawls about in so many yet refers to itself as One?"
"For, yes, my body is many. Yet I am the only with intelligence while they rely on basic instincts. I respect them, but they have no minds to be their own."
"Do you truly respect these creatures, if you bind them to your will?" The hiss moves softly from one pool of shadow to another.
"To my will is the only way a being such as I may be able to communicate. I respect these creatures who have dug between realms and survived in this inhospitable plane more than many who were forced to be here."
"Dug between realms? What do you mea by that? Have they come here of their own desire?"
“They came here to survive. Mortals who claim to be sentient harmed their homes, not out of malice, but of apathy. There is more than one way to enter this prison, but most are but the size of an ant, and all are one way.”
Giratina is carving out a lair within the underground depths of Profanus.
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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 complete thought.
*We might release the update earlier to give this thread life again. It depends entirely on whether that would align with people getting out of school for summer before it drops.*
Malrick is gaining proficiency with his wings. It makes it much easier to finish the top layers of the tower with this new ability.
Max is watching Malrick.
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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!
Mushisama has wandered upon a ruin, which did not exist before, while exploring the outskirts of the Endless Dark. It appears it used to be a temple of some kind, with strange carvings depicting myths on its walls in an odd language. In the center of this previously holy building is a statue just like the one which arrived with Mushisama, except it does not kneel and rather is standing proud, looking down upon the people who once frequented the ruin with its non existent face. Mushisama looks up at it and voices a single sentence. “They are erasing history.”
The beast observes Malrick curiously, making more beastly guttural sounds as he continues to collect creatures and consumes them.
"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
Malrick makes a perception check for any intelligent life that the creature shows. 9
Malrick can tell that Ravarus seems to be more like a cunning predatory animal then a truly intelligent being.
"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
Malrick sighs. He makes exaggerated face expressions and arm movements.
“They came here to survive. Mortals who claim to be sentient harmed their homes, not out of malice, but of apathy. There is more than one way to enter this prison, but most are but the size of an ant, and all are one way.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Giratina is carving out a lair within the underground depths of Profanus.
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 complete thought.
Malrick is searching for Giratina.
Malrick is undergoing a transformation. He sinks into a pool of water, and begins the change.
Golden wings extend from Malrick's back. An aura begins to surround him.
*Doofenshmirtz. I still have exams, but maybe next week or just this summer in general I'm gonna try to be on here, cuz this seems super cool.*
I heard life is what passes when you're too busy living.
*You should, Its pretty fun here when there is people.*
Malrick steps out of the pool. Golden wings drape around his back.
*We might release the update earlier to give this thread life again. It depends entirely on whether that would align with people getting out of school for summer before it drops.*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
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
the perpetration's for the party are still in progress. A stage is being set up.
*revival revival revival revival revival revivals*
I'm just a gay lil' Hedgehog
*I mean, I'm constantly checking here for activity. We can always RP if you want.*
Malrick is gaining proficiency with his wings. It makes it much easier to finish the top layers of the tower with this new ability.
Max is watching Malrick.
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!
Malrick is etching runes into the tower with great care. He seems entirely focused on his task.
Mushisama has wandered upon a ruin, which did not exist before, while exploring the outskirts of the Endless Dark. It appears it used to be a temple of some kind, with strange carvings depicting myths on its walls in an odd language. In the center of this previously holy building is a statue just like the one which arrived with Mushisama, except it does not kneel and rather is standing proud, looking down upon the people who once frequented the ruin with its non existent face. Mushisama looks up at it and voices a single sentence. “They are erasing history.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!