Thompson lowers his stance and raises his arms into his fighting style, he then grabs Will's left arm with his right hand and puts his left hand on Will's chest, his left foot hooks behind Will's ankles and sweeps his foot backwards while pushing Will's chest to the ground, slamming his back into the dirt and flinging his feet in the air. Once Will is on the ground, Thompson puts his knee lightly on Will's throat. "From here, if you were a Nazi I could either break your arm or choke you out. Pretty good throw, doesn't need too much brute strength." Thompson pulls Will up and pats his back.
“And how do I avoid that? And how do I do it?”
"The bets way to avoid it is to knock away their grab on your arm before they can get through the move, then you can counter attack with a throw of your own. As for doing it, you're gonna wanna be to the side of me, grab my left arm with your right and put your other hand on my chest or face. Hook your left foot around my ankle and then sweep backwards while pushing downward. Here, get into that position." He holds out the arm that Will is supposed to grab and opens his legs about shoulder-width to make it easier.
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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.
Thompson lowers his stance and raises his arms into his fighting style, he then grabs Will's left arm with his right hand and puts his left hand on Will's chest, his left foot hooks behind Will's ankles and sweeps his foot backwards while pushing Will's chest to the ground, slamming his back into the dirt and flinging his feet in the air. Once Will is on the ground, Thompson puts his knee lightly on Will's throat. "From here, if you were a Nazi I could either break your arm or choke you out. Pretty good throw, doesn't need too much brute strength." Thompson pulls Will up and pats his back.
“And how do I avoid that? And how do I do it?”
"The bets way to avoid it is to knock away their grab on your arm before they can get through the move, then you can counter attack with a throw of your own. As for doing it, you're gonna wanna be to the side of me, grab my left arm with your right and put your other hand on my chest or face. Hook your left foot around my ankle and then sweep backwards while pushing downward. Here, get into that position." He holds out the arm that Will is supposed to grab and opens his legs about shoulder-width to make it easier.
“Alright.” He tries it, speaking as he does. “Any idea what the lieutenant meant about us being special?”
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Thompson lowers his stance and raises his arms into his fighting style, he then grabs Will's left arm with his right hand and puts his left hand on Will's chest, his left foot hooks behind Will's ankles and sweeps his foot backwards while pushing Will's chest to the ground, slamming his back into the dirt and flinging his feet in the air. Once Will is on the ground, Thompson puts his knee lightly on Will's throat. "From here, if you were a Nazi I could either break your arm or choke you out. Pretty good throw, doesn't need too much brute strength." Thompson pulls Will up and pats his back.
“And how do I avoid that? And how do I do it?”
"The bets way to avoid it is to knock away their grab on your arm before they can get through the move, then you can counter attack with a throw of your own. As for doing it, you're gonna wanna be to the side of me, grab my left arm with your right and put your other hand on my chest or face. Hook your left foot around my ankle and then sweep backwards while pushing downward. Here, get into that position." He holds out the arm that Will is supposed to grab and opens his legs about shoulder-width to make it easier.
“Alright.” He tries it, speaking as he does. “Any idea what the lieutenant meant about us being special?”
"Well yeah, none of us are regular. I myself have slightly enhanced reflexes, that's why Johnny wanted me on his combat squad." Thompson clenches his stomach and takes a deep breath. "Alright, try the throw."
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.
Thompson lowers his stance and raises his arms into his fighting style, he then grabs Will's left arm with his right hand and puts his left hand on Will's chest, his left foot hooks behind Will's ankles and sweeps his foot backwards while pushing Will's chest to the ground, slamming his back into the dirt and flinging his feet in the air. Once Will is on the ground, Thompson puts his knee lightly on Will's throat. "From here, if you were a Nazi I could either break your arm or choke you out. Pretty good throw, doesn't need too much brute strength." Thompson pulls Will up and pats his back.
“And how do I avoid that? And how do I do it?”
"The bets way to avoid it is to knock away their grab on your arm before they can get through the move, then you can counter attack with a throw of your own. As for doing it, you're gonna wanna be to the side of me, grab my left arm with your right and put your other hand on my chest or face. Hook your left foot around my ankle and then sweep backwards while pushing downward. Here, get into that position." He holds out the arm that Will is supposed to grab and opens his legs about shoulder-width to make it easier.
“Alright.” He tries it, speaking as he does. “Any idea what the lieutenant meant about us being special?”
"Well yeah, none of us are regular. I myself have slightly enhanced reflexes, that's why Johnny wanted me on his combat squad." Thompson clenches his stomach and takes a deep breath. "Alright, try the throw."
“What do some other people have?” He asks nervously. “I’m not really special. I’ve got a good aim with a hunting rifle, but nothing extraordinary. How did you get your enhanced reflexes?” He tries the throw.
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A boy in his late teens, roughly 17 or so years is staring up at the sky, seemingly entranced by a flock of birds
A female voice comes from behind the soldier and footsteps approach him. "Got no work to be doin' kid?" A lady dressed in a Lieutenant's uniform with the sleeves ripped off is walking towards him. She has dirty blonde hair tied in a ponytail and what seem to be prescription glasses. Her eyes are a dark gray and her left eyebrow is missing. An odd look. (This is Lieutenant Rosie, but it's up to you if the boy knows that or not)
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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.
Thompson lowers his stance and raises his arms into his fighting style, he then grabs Will's left arm with his right hand and puts his left hand on Will's chest, his left foot hooks behind Will's ankles and sweeps his foot backwards while pushing Will's chest to the ground, slamming his back into the dirt and flinging his feet in the air. Once Will is on the ground, Thompson puts his knee lightly on Will's throat. "From here, if you were a Nazi I could either break your arm or choke you out. Pretty good throw, doesn't need too much brute strength." Thompson pulls Will up and pats his back.
“And how do I avoid that? And how do I do it?”
"The bets way to avoid it is to knock away their grab on your arm before they can get through the move, then you can counter attack with a throw of your own. As for doing it, you're gonna wanna be to the side of me, grab my left arm with your right and put your other hand on my chest or face. Hook your left foot around my ankle and then sweep backwards while pushing downward. Here, get into that position." He holds out the arm that Will is supposed to grab and opens his legs about shoulder-width to make it easier.
“Alright.” He tries it, speaking as he does. “Any idea what the lieutenant meant about us being special?”
"Well yeah, none of us are regular. I myself have slightly enhanced reflexes, that's why Johnny wanted me on his combat squad." Thompson clenches his stomach and takes a deep breath. "Alright, try the throw."
“What do some other people have?” He asks nervously. “I’m not really special. I’ve got a good aim with a hunting rifle, but nothing extraordinary. How did you get your enhanced reflexes?” He tries the throw.
Thompson grunts as he is forced to the ground. "Dunno, I was born with 'em. Everything just slows down a bit when I'm in danger. I've seen people with echolocation, some weird wizard kids, elves, dragonfolk, and just about everything I can imagine."
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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 boy in his late teens, roughly 17 or so years is staring up at the sky, seemingly entranced by a flock of birds
Will is sitting near him, looking at the birds as well.
He starts muttering to himself, something about distance and wind, before he notices will “Oh. Didn’t see you there. I’m Max.” He has a slight British accent
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Thompson lowers his stance and raises his arms into his fighting style, he then grabs Will's left arm with his right hand and puts his left hand on Will's chest, his left foot hooks behind Will's ankles and sweeps his foot backwards while pushing Will's chest to the ground, slamming his back into the dirt and flinging his feet in the air. Once Will is on the ground, Thompson puts his knee lightly on Will's throat. "From here, if you were a Nazi I could either break your arm or choke you out. Pretty good throw, doesn't need too much brute strength." Thompson pulls Will up and pats his back.
“And how do I avoid that? And how do I do it?”
"The bets way to avoid it is to knock away their grab on your arm before they can get through the move, then you can counter attack with a throw of your own. As for doing it, you're gonna wanna be to the side of me, grab my left arm with your right and put your other hand on my chest or face. Hook your left foot around my ankle and then sweep backwards while pushing downward. Here, get into that position." He holds out the arm that Will is supposed to grab and opens his legs about shoulder-width to make it easier.
“Alright.” He tries it, speaking as he does. “Any idea what the lieutenant meant about us being special?”
"Well yeah, none of us are regular. I myself have slightly enhanced reflexes, that's why Johnny wanted me on his combat squad." Thompson clenches his stomach and takes a deep breath. "Alright, try the throw."
“What do some other people have?” He asks nervously. “I’m not really special. I’ve got a good aim with a hunting rifle, but nothing extraordinary. How did you get your enhanced reflexes?” He tries the throw.
Thompson grunts as he is forced to the ground. "Dunno, I was born with 'em. Everything just slows down a bit when I'm in danger. I've seen people with echolocation, some weird wizard kids, elves, dragonfolk, and just about everything I can imagine."
“WHAT? You’re joking, right?”
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Thompson lowers his stance and raises his arms into his fighting style, he then grabs Will's left arm with his right hand and puts his left hand on Will's chest, his left foot hooks behind Will's ankles and sweeps his foot backwards while pushing Will's chest to the ground, slamming his back into the dirt and flinging his feet in the air. Once Will is on the ground, Thompson puts his knee lightly on Will's throat. "From here, if you were a Nazi I could either break your arm or choke you out. Pretty good throw, doesn't need too much brute strength." Thompson pulls Will up and pats his back.
“And how do I avoid that? And how do I do it?”
"The bets way to avoid it is to knock away their grab on your arm before they can get through the move, then you can counter attack with a throw of your own. As for doing it, you're gonna wanna be to the side of me, grab my left arm with your right and put your other hand on my chest or face. Hook your left foot around my ankle and then sweep backwards while pushing downward. Here, get into that position." He holds out the arm that Will is supposed to grab and opens his legs about shoulder-width to make it easier.
“Alright.” He tries it, speaking as he does. “Any idea what the lieutenant meant about us being special?”
"Well yeah, none of us are regular. I myself have slightly enhanced reflexes, that's why Johnny wanted me on his combat squad." Thompson clenches his stomach and takes a deep breath. "Alright, try the throw."
“What do some other people have?” He asks nervously. “I’m not really special. I’ve got a good aim with a hunting rifle, but nothing extraordinary. How did you get your enhanced reflexes?” He tries the throw.
Thompson grunts as he is forced to the ground. "Dunno, I was born with 'em. Everything just slows down a bit when I'm in danger. I've seen people with echolocation, some weird wizard kids, elves, dragonfolk, and just about everything I can imagine."
“WHAT? You’re joking, right?”
"Nope. Each Lieutenant is some kind of super soldier too, and they say Captain Wells has never missed a shot in his life."
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 boy in his late teens, roughly 17 or so years is staring up at the sky, seemingly entranced by a flock of birds
Will is sitting near him, looking at the birds as well.
He starts muttering to himself, something about distance and wind, before he notices will “Oh. Didn’t see you there. I’m Max.” He has a slight British accent
He nods. “I’m Will. What are you doing?”
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A boy in his late teens, roughly 17 or so years is staring up at the sky, seemingly entranced by a flock of birds
A female voice comes from behind the soldier and footsteps approach him. "Got no work to be doin' kid?" A lady dressed in a Lieutenant's uniform with the sleeves ripped off is walking towards him. She has dirty blonde hair tied in a ponytail and what seem to be prescription glasses. Her eyes are a dark gray and her left eyebrow is missing. An odd look. (This is Lieutenant Rosie, but it's up to you if the boy knows that or not)
He stands up straight, facing the wrong way before turning around and giving the woman a salute “No Ma’am.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
A boy in his late teens, roughly 17 or so years is staring up at the sky, seemingly entranced by a flock of birds
Will is sitting near him, looking at the birds as well.
He starts muttering to himself, something about distance and wind, before he notices will “Oh. Didn’t see you there. I’m Max.” He has a slight British accent
He nods. “I’m Will. What are you doing?”
“Looking at the birds. I wonder if I could hit them. Though that might be a tad bit cruel.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
A boy in his late teens, roughly 17 or so years is staring up at the sky, seemingly entranced by a flock of birds
A female voice comes from behind the soldier and footsteps approach him. "Got no work to be doin' kid?" A lady dressed in a Lieutenant's uniform with the sleeves ripped off is walking towards him. She has dirty blonde hair tied in a ponytail and what seem to be prescription glasses. Her eyes are a dark gray and her left eyebrow is missing. An odd look. (This is Lieutenant Rosie, but it's up to you if the boy knows that or not)
He stands up straight, facing the wrong way before turning around and giving the woman a salute “No Ma’am.”
"Yeah, yeah, at ease." She waves off his salute. "No trainin' to do?"
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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 boy in his late teens, roughly 17 or so years is staring up at the sky, seemingly entranced by a flock of birds
A female voice comes from behind the soldier and footsteps approach him. "Got no work to be doin' kid?" A lady dressed in a Lieutenant's uniform with the sleeves ripped off is walking towards him. She has dirty blonde hair tied in a ponytail and what seem to be prescription glasses. Her eyes are a dark gray and her left eyebrow is missing. An odd look. (This is Lieutenant Rosie, but it's up to you if the boy knows that or not)
He stands up straight, facing the wrong way before turning around and giving the woman a salute “No Ma’am.”
"Yeah, yeah, at ease." She waves off his salute. "No trainin' to do?"
“Not that I know of, Ma’am. Unrelated question, but is true that everyone here is magical or something like that?”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
A boy in his late teens, roughly 17 or so years is staring up at the sky, seemingly entranced by a flock of birds
A female voice comes from behind the soldier and footsteps approach him. "Got no work to be doin' kid?" A lady dressed in a Lieutenant's uniform with the sleeves ripped off is walking towards him. She has dirty blonde hair tied in a ponytail and what seem to be prescription glasses. Her eyes are a dark gray and her left eyebrow is missing. An odd look. (This is Lieutenant Rosie, but it's up to you if the boy knows that or not)
He stands up straight, facing the wrong way before turning around and giving the woman a salute “No Ma’am.”
"Yeah, yeah, at ease." She waves off his salute. "No trainin' to do?"
“Not that I know of, Ma’am. Unrelated question, but is true that everyone here is magical or something like that?”
"I dunno about magical, but nobody's mundane. Everybody's got somethin' to make them special."
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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 boy in his late teens, roughly 17 or so years is staring up at the sky, seemingly entranced by a flock of birds
A female voice comes from behind the soldier and footsteps approach him. "Got no work to be doin' kid?" A lady dressed in a Lieutenant's uniform with the sleeves ripped off is walking towards him. She has dirty blonde hair tied in a ponytail and what seem to be prescription glasses. Her eyes are a dark gray and her left eyebrow is missing. An odd look. (This is Lieutenant Rosie, but it's up to you if the boy knows that or not)
He stands up straight, facing the wrong way before turning around and giving the woman a salute “No Ma’am.”
"Yeah, yeah, at ease." She waves off his salute. "No trainin' to do?"
“Not that I know of, Ma’am. Unrelated question, but is true that everyone here is magical or something like that?”
"I dunno about magical, but nobody's mundane. Everybody's got somethin' to make them special."
“That’s super cool! What can you do?”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
A boy in his late teens, roughly 17 or so years is staring up at the sky, seemingly entranced by a flock of birds
Will is sitting near him, looking at the birds as well.
He starts muttering to himself, something about distance and wind, before he notices will “Oh. Didn’t see you there. I’m Max.” He has a slight British accent
He nods. “I’m Will. What are you doing?”
“Looking at the birds. I wonder if I could hit them. Though that might be a tad bit cruel.”
“Yeah. That would be pretty cruel.”
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Thompson lowers his stance and raises his arms into his fighting style, he then grabs Will's left arm with his right hand and puts his left hand on Will's chest, his left foot hooks behind Will's ankles and sweeps his foot backwards while pushing Will's chest to the ground, slamming his back into the dirt and flinging his feet in the air. Once Will is on the ground, Thompson puts his knee lightly on Will's throat. "From here, if you were a Nazi I could either break your arm or choke you out. Pretty good throw, doesn't need too much brute strength." Thompson pulls Will up and pats his back.
“And how do I avoid that? And how do I do it?”
"The bets way to avoid it is to knock away their grab on your arm before they can get through the move, then you can counter attack with a throw of your own. As for doing it, you're gonna wanna be to the side of me, grab my left arm with your right and put your other hand on my chest or face. Hook your left foot around my ankle and then sweep backwards while pushing downward. Here, get into that position." He holds out the arm that Will is supposed to grab and opens his legs about shoulder-width to make it easier.
“Alright.” He tries it, speaking as he does. “Any idea what the lieutenant meant about us being special?”
"Well yeah, none of us are regular. I myself have slightly enhanced reflexes, that's why Johnny wanted me on his combat squad." Thompson clenches his stomach and takes a deep breath. "Alright, try the throw."
“What do some other people have?” He asks nervously. “I’m not really special. I’ve got a good aim with a hunting rifle, but nothing extraordinary. How did you get your enhanced reflexes?” He tries the throw.
Thompson grunts as he is forced to the ground. "Dunno, I was born with 'em. Everything just slows down a bit when I'm in danger. I've seen people with echolocation, some weird wizard kids, elves, dragonfolk, and just about everything I can imagine."
“WHAT? You’re joking, right?”
"Nope. Each Lieutenant is some kind of super soldier too, and they say Captain Wells has never missed a shot in his life."
“This is insane!” He stares at his hands. “I-I’m magic?”
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A boy in his late teens, roughly 17 or so years is staring up at the sky, seemingly entranced by a flock of birds
A female voice comes from behind the soldier and footsteps approach him. "Got no work to be doin' kid?" A lady dressed in a Lieutenant's uniform with the sleeves ripped off is walking towards him. She has dirty blonde hair tied in a ponytail and what seem to be prescription glasses. Her eyes are a dark gray and her left eyebrow is missing. An odd look. (This is Lieutenant Rosie, but it's up to you if the boy knows that or not)
He stands up straight, facing the wrong way before turning around and giving the woman a salute “No Ma’am.”
"Yeah, yeah, at ease." She waves off his salute. "No trainin' to do?"
“Not that I know of, Ma’am. Unrelated question, but is true that everyone here is magical or something like that?”
"I dunno about magical, but nobody's mundane. Everybody's got somethin' to make them special."
“That’s super cool! What can you do?”
"Echolocation and hypersensitive hearing. I command the 3rd platoon, mostly recon focused since I can scout out enemies real good. What about you?"
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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 bets way to avoid it is to knock away their grab on your arm before they can get through the move, then you can counter attack with a throw of your own. As for doing it, you're gonna wanna be to the side of me, grab my left arm with your right and put your other hand on my chest or face. Hook your left foot around my ankle and then sweep backwards while pushing downward. Here, get into that position." He holds out the arm that Will is supposed to grab and opens his legs about shoulder-width to make it easier.
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
“Alright.” He tries it, speaking as he does. “Any idea what the lieutenant meant about us being special?”
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"Well yeah, none of us are regular. I myself have slightly enhanced reflexes, that's why Johnny wanted me on his combat squad." Thompson clenches his stomach and takes a deep breath. "Alright, try the throw."
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
“What do some other people have?” He asks nervously. “I’m not really special. I’ve got a good aim with a hunting rifle, but nothing extraordinary. How did you get your enhanced reflexes?” He tries the throw.
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Will is sitting near him, looking at the birds as well.
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A female voice comes from behind the soldier and footsteps approach him. "Got no work to be doin' kid?" A lady dressed in a Lieutenant's uniform with the sleeves ripped off is walking towards him. She has dirty blonde hair tied in a ponytail and what seem to be prescription glasses. Her eyes are a dark gray and her left eyebrow is missing. An odd look. (This is Lieutenant Rosie, but it's up to you if the boy knows that or not)
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
Thompson grunts as he is forced to the ground. "Dunno, I was born with 'em. Everything just slows down a bit when I'm in danger. I've seen people with echolocation, some weird wizard kids, elves, dragonfolk, and just about everything I can imagine."
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 starts muttering to himself, something about distance and wind, before he notices will “Oh. Didn’t see you there. I’m Max.” He has a slight British accent
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“WHAT? You’re joking, right?”
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"Nope. Each Lieutenant is some kind of super soldier too, and they say Captain Wells has never missed a shot in his life."
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.
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He nods. “I’m Will. What are you doing?”
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He stands up straight, facing the wrong way before turning around and giving the woman a salute “No Ma’am.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“Looking at the birds. I wonder if I could hit them. Though that might be a tad bit cruel.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
"Yeah, yeah, at ease." She waves off his salute. "No trainin' to do?"
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
“Not that I know of, Ma’am. Unrelated question, but is true that everyone here is magical or something like that?”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
"I dunno about magical, but nobody's mundane. Everybody's got somethin' to make them special."
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
“That’s super cool! What can you do?”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
“Yeah. That would be pretty cruel.”
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“This is insane!” He stares at his hands. “I-I’m magic?”
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"Echolocation and hypersensitive hearing. I command the 3rd platoon, mostly recon focused since I can scout out enemies real good. What about you?"
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