*Anybody wanna RP with the new dude who I introed last page?*
*Can you repost?*
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
In a forgotten corner of the plane, a dead city lies. Everything in and around it seems to be frozen in space. There is no movement, no life. Skeletal husks litter the streets. Skulls lie in heaps on the roadsides. The buildings are crumbling. If one was to look close enough, even the rats and the dogs are skeletal and soulless. And in the very middle of it all, on a hill of barren stone, a monstrous figure kneels in front of a massive gate, closed to nothingness.
*Pretty proud of that.*
*Ka-bop*
*AGAIN*
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Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My Baalzeboopical title is The New Hunter! I have been proclaimed theArcane Oryctolagus By the great artificer Salem!
The creature lashes its tentacle at Drakan with a strangely distant scream, spikes aiming to rip into his flesh.
Attack: 25 Damage: 26
That’s its turn.
The tentacle pierces Drakan's torso. He screams in rage, and uses the appendage to drag the beast closer, hacking at its amorphous body. Attack: 17 Damage: 15 slashing plus 8 psychic Attack: 13 Damage: 20 slashing plus 3 psychic
His strikes bounce harmlessly off its torso, psionic energy deflecting as it can barely find a conscious to attack. It uses Strike of Vengeance to retaliate twice and then attacks on its turn, flesh disc spinning rapidly like a buzz saw as it tries to rip off as much meat from Drakan as it can.
“I know… I’ve read the histories. Creatures here. Terrifying creatures. Wait-maybe I can pretend to be one of them to survive?”
The angel stares for a moment, and he can imagine it making a sort of eye brow raise gesture. “Unlikely. Thou are small, and pitiful looking.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“135, 136, 137…” He stops counting and flutters high into the air before landing on a nearby tombstone, his leathery bat wings draped around him. “Is this a crime of appetite or ambition?”
Correlion’s wings flare open slightly more, the eyes on the inside of them watching him carefully. “Appetite and perhaps ritual. It is a calming act to carry out.”
Monochrome monstrosity’s skull-like face watches your act from empty eye sockets, “So you seek respite? From what?” His voice sounds like it has clawed its way out of a dead man’s throat.
The creature lashes its tentacle at Drakan with a strangely distant scream, spikes aiming to rip into his flesh.
Attack: 25 Damage: 26
That’s its turn.
The tentacle pierces Drakan's torso. He screams in rage, and uses the appendage to drag the beast closer, hacking at its amorphous body. Attack: 17 Damage: 15 slashing plus 8 psychic Attack: 13 Damage: 20 slashing plus 3 psychic
His strikes bounce harmlessly off its torso, psionic energy deflecting as it can barely find a conscious to attack. It uses Strike of Vengeance to retaliate twice and then attacks on its turn, flesh disc spinning rapidly like a buzz saw as it tries to rip off as much meat from Drakan as it can.
A bloodied, skinned corpse drops from the sky and plops to the ground in front of it. Correlion lands nearby, watching.
It seizes onto it with its tentacle and begins ripping it to shreds, stuffing the pieces into the hole in its chest and spilling blood and leaking digestive juices back onto the carcass. It barely pays attention to Correlion, intent on assuaging its hunger.
In a forgotten corner of the plane, a dead city lies. Everything in and around it seems to be frozen in space. There is no movement, no life. Skeletal husks litter the streets. Skulls lie in heaps on the roadsides. The buildings are crumbling. If one was to look close enough, even the rats and the dogs are skeletal and soulless. And in the very middle of it all, on a hill of barren stone, a monstrous figure kneels in front of a massive gate, closed to nothingness.
*Pretty proud of that.*
An angel’s shadow passes over head, a few rosepetals trailing and falling gently onto the monster. The creature lands on a nearby building, perched like a bird.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“135, 136, 137…” He stops counting and flutters high into the air before landing on a nearby tombstone, his leathery bat wings draped around him. “Is this a crime of appetite or ambition?”
Correlion’s wings flare open slightly more, the eyes on the inside of them watching him carefully. “Appetite and perhaps ritual. It is a calming act to carry out.”
Monochrome monstrosity’s skull-like face watches your act from empty eye sockets, “So you seek respite? From what?” His voice sounds like it has clawed its way out of a dead man’s throat.
“Respite? No, I seek.. blood. I wish to drown myself in it perhaps to gain clarity.” The angel replies, wings curling in to form an almost barrier between itself and Chevroni.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Drakan regenerates 10 health and steps back. "Ferocious. And obsessed with violence? I can use you."
*Make a persuasion or animal handling check.* The creature ignores his words, viscous drool leaking from the “mouth” in its chest, and lashes out at Drakan again with its tentacle.
In a forgotten corner of the plane, a dead city lies. Everything in and around it seems to be frozen in space. There is no movement, no life. Skeletal husks litter the streets. Skulls lie in heaps on the roadsides. The buildings are crumbling. If one was to look close enough, even the rats and the dogs are skeletal and soulless. And in the very middle of it all, on a hill of barren stone, a monstrous figure kneels in front of a massive gate, closed to nothingness.
*Pretty proud of that.*
An angel’s shadow passes overhead, a few rose petals trailing and falling gently onto the monster. The creature lands on a nearby building, perched like a bird.
The monster is seemingly made entirely of bone. Its slightly draconic head is set between its broad, multi-plated shoulders. Its torso is wide and segmented, leading downward into 6 insectile legs. Its heavyset arms hang down. It seems lifeless, but the creature can detect a fragmented soul within.
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Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My Baalzeboopical title is The New Hunter! I have been proclaimed theArcane Oryctolagus By the great artificer Salem!
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He looks up and screams.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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*Can you repost?*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Malrick is running toward the boy, soon he will arrive.
*AGAIN*
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My Baalzeboopical title is The New Hunter! I have been proclaimed the Arcane Oryctolagus By the great artificer Salem!
*Found the post.*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*Not yeet*
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
The angel stares for a moment, and he can imagine it making a sort of eye brow raise gesture. “Unlikely. Thou are small, and pitiful looking.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Monochrome monstrosity’s skull-like face watches your act from empty eye sockets, “So you seek respite? From what?” His voice sounds like it has clawed its way out of a dead man’s throat.
They just back and hiss "What... is... wh-why human?" Their throat contorts as if they only speak through mimicking
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.
Drakan regenerates 10 health and steps back. "Ferocious. And obsessed with violence? I can use you."
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My Baalzeboopical title is The New Hunter! I have been proclaimed the Arcane Oryctolagus By the great artificer Salem!
“I-I’m not a human!” Deception: 1
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
It seizes onto it with its tentacle and begins ripping it to shreds, stuffing the pieces into the hole in its chest and spilling blood and leaking digestive juices back onto the carcass. It barely pays attention to Correlion, intent on assuaging its hunger.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
“But plenty of them are humanoids, right?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
An angel’s shadow passes over head, a few rosepetals trailing and falling gently onto the monster. The creature lands on a nearby building, perched like a bird.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Done in case you didn't notice*
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My Baalzeboopical title is The New Hunter! I have been proclaimed the Arcane Oryctolagus By the great artificer Salem!
“Respite? No, I seek.. blood. I wish to drown myself in it perhaps to gain clarity.” The angel replies, wings curling in to form an almost barrier between itself and Chevroni.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Violence still can fail the insight: 15
If they succeed they make a chortle that sounds like a chuckle "Human. I... have ate... this day! I won't eat... you..."
If they fail the insight check, Violence hisses "What... is you?"
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.
*Make a persuasion or animal handling check.* The creature ignores his words, viscous drool leaking from the “mouth” in its chest, and lashes out at Drakan again with its tentacle.
Attack: 32 Damage: 36
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
He whimpers. “What about tomorrow?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
The monster is seemingly made entirely of bone. Its slightly draconic head is set between its broad, multi-plated shoulders. Its torso is wide and segmented, leading downward into 6 insectile legs. Its heavyset arms hang down. It seems lifeless, but the creature can detect a fragmented soul within.
Hi, I'm hungry! I mean, I'm EJODM18604, but you can call me EJO.
As an avid League of Legends player, I main (And maybe potentially might could simp for) Aurora, the Witch between Worlds.
I'm active most weekends, but keep in mind I live in the BST timezone.
My Baalzeboopical title is The New Hunter! I have been proclaimed the Arcane Oryctolagus By the great artificer Salem!