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.”
“Anyways, you seem to be my age. Why’d you join the military?”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
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.”
“Anyways, you seem to be my age. Why’d you join the military?”
“I don’t know. Mom wanted me to, dad wanted me to, older brother was in the military before he died… they kinda want me to be more like him.”
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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 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?"
“Whenever I throw something, or shoot a gun, it kinda redirects itself to always his the target. I’ve only missed a couple of times my whole life! Though I need to use a bit of my blood for it to actually work.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
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.”
“Anyways, you seem to be my age. Why’d you join the military?”
“I don’t know. Mom wanted me to, dad wanted me to, older brother was in the military before he died… they kinda want me to be more like him.”
“That’s pretty rough. How’d your brother die? Of course if you don’t mind me asking.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
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.”
“Anyways, you seem to be my age. Why’d you join the military?”
“I don’t know. Mom wanted me to, dad wanted me to, older brother was in the military before he died… they kinda want me to be more like him.”
“That’s pretty rough. How’d your brother die? Of course if you don’t mind me asking.”
“He got shot.” He says simply. “Nazis. An ambush.”
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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 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?"
“Whenever I throw something, or shoot a gun, it kinda redirects itself to always his the target. I’ve only missed a couple of times my whole life! Though I need to use a bit of my blood for it to actually work.”
Rosie huffs. "That's one interesting ability. Make a good sniper then, huh?"
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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."
“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?”
"Are you?" Thompson gets up off the ground.
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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."
“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?”
"Are you?" Thompson gets up off the ground.
“I don’t know!”
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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!
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?”
"Are you?" Thompson gets up off the ground.
“I don’t know!”
"There was probably somethin' on your medical records. Lotta kids didn't know they could do anything til they got here and started training. Lieutenant Orson will probably knock it out of you." He chuckles.
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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."
“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?”
"Are you?" Thompson gets up off the ground.
“I don’t know!”
"There was probably somethin' on your medical records. Lotta kids didn't know they could do anything til they got here and started training. Lieutenant Orson will probably knock it out of you." He chuckles.
“Who’re they?”
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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 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.”
“Anyways, you seem to be my age. Why’d you join the military?”
“I don’t know. Mom wanted me to, dad wanted me to, older brother was in the military before he died… they kinda want me to be more like him.”
“That’s pretty rough. How’d your brother die? Of course if you don’t mind me asking.”
“He got shot.” He says simply. “Nazis. An ambush.”
“Well I’m sorry for your loss. I joined because I thought it would be fun. Come back home a hero and all. Though people tend to look at me strange whenever I say that.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
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?"
“Whenever I throw something, or shoot a gun, it kinda redirects itself to always his the target. I’ve only missed a couple of times my whole life! Though I need to use a bit of my blood for it to actually work.”
Rosie huffs. "That's one interesting ability. Make a good sniper then, huh?"
“Hopefully! Is there a platoon for snipers and such?”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
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.”
“Anyways, you seem to be my age. Why’d you join the military?”
“I don’t know. Mom wanted me to, dad wanted me to, older brother was in the military before he died… they kinda want me to be more like him.”
“That’s pretty rough. How’d your brother die? Of course if you don’t mind me asking.”
“He got shot.” He says simply. “Nazis. An ambush.”
“Well I’m sorry for your loss. I joined because I thought it would be fun. Come back home a hero and all. Though people tend to look at me strange whenever I say that.”
“That is rather odd.” He admits. “Have fun dying.”
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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!
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?”
"Are you?" Thompson gets up off the ground.
“I don’t know!”
"There was probably somethin' on your medical records. Lotta kids didn't know they could do anything til they got here and started training. Lieutenant Orson will probably knock it out of you." He chuckles.
“Who’re they?”
"He's the Russian Lieutenant who leads the heavy infantry platoon. Max has the support platoon, his brother Johnny over here has infiltration, and Rosie has recon. Orson's by far the most intense of them all."
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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
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.”
“Anyways, you seem to be my age. Why’d you join the military?”
“I don’t know. Mom wanted me to, dad wanted me to, older brother was in the military before he died… they kinda want me to be more like him.”
“That’s pretty rough. How’d your brother die? Of course if you don’t mind me asking.”
“He got shot.” He says simply. “Nazis. An ambush.”
“Well I’m sorry for your loss. I joined because I thought it would be fun. Come back home a hero and all. Though people tend to look at me strange whenever I say that.”
“That is rather odd.” He admits. “Have fun dying.”
“I won’t die. Though I am quite curious to see if god is real.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
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?"
“Whenever I throw something, or shoot a gun, it kinda redirects itself to always his the target. I’ve only missed a couple of times my whole life! Though I need to use a bit of my blood for it to actually work.”
Rosie huffs. "That's one interesting ability. Make a good sniper then, huh?"
“Hopefully! Is there a platoon for snipers and such?”
"That would probably be on Max's support platoon. Providing cover fire for your fellow soldiers from safety. Or if you're better on the move, you could shoot for a special operations squad in Johnny's infiltration platoon."
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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.
"He's the Russian Lieutenant who leads the heavy infantry platoon. Max has the support platoon, his brother Johnny over here has infiltration, and Rosie has recon. Orson's by far the most intense of them all."
“Should I figure out my… well, whatever this is, before I have to see him? Getting things forced out of me doesn’t sound so fun…”
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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 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.”
“Anyways, you seem to be my age. Why’d you join the military?”
“I don’t know. Mom wanted me to, dad wanted me to, older brother was in the military before he died… they kinda want me to be more like him.”
“That’s pretty rough. How’d your brother die? Of course if you don’t mind me asking.”
“He got shot.” He says simply. “Nazis. An ambush.”
“Well I’m sorry for your loss. I joined because I thought it would be fun. Come back home a hero and all. Though people tend to look at me strange whenever I say that.”
“That is rather odd.” He admits. “Have fun dying.”
“I won’t die. Though I am quite curious to see if god is real.”
“Woah, man, you’re insane. Course he isn’t. That’s a myth they tell the people on the battlefield to make them run straight to their deaths.”
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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's the Russian Lieutenant who leads the heavy infantry platoon. Max has the support platoon, his brother Johnny over here has infiltration, and Rosie has recon. Orson's by far the most intense of them all."
“Should I figure out my… well, whatever this is, before I have to see him? Getting things forced out of me doesn’t sound so fun…”
"Well he'll push you to the brink either way, but you don't seem like a heavy infantry kind of guy, so hopefully you won't be spending too much time around him."
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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.
"He's the Russian Lieutenant who leads the heavy infantry platoon. Max has the support platoon, his brother Johnny over here has infiltration, and Rosie has recon. Orson's by far the most intense of them all."
“Should I figure out my… well, whatever this is, before I have to see him? Getting things forced out of me doesn’t sound so fun…”
"Well he'll push you to the brink either way, but you don't seem like a heavy infantry kind of guy, so hopefully you won't be spending too much time around him."
“Oh thank whatever god is up there if there even is one. Hopefully I’m not.”
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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!
“Anyways, you seem to be my age. Why’d you join the military?”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“I don’t know. Mom wanted me to, dad wanted me to, older brother was in the military before he died… they kinda want me to be more like him.”
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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“Whenever I throw something, or shoot a gun, it kinda redirects itself to always his the target. I’ve only missed a couple of times my whole life! Though I need to use a bit of my blood for it to actually work.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“That’s pretty rough. How’d your brother die? Of course if you don’t mind me asking.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“He got shot.” He says simply. “Nazis. An ambush.”
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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Rosie huffs. "That's one interesting ability. Make a good sniper then, huh?"
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
"Are you?" Thompson gets up off the ground.
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
“I don’t know!”
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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"There was probably somethin' on your medical records. Lotta kids didn't know they could do anything til they got here and started training. Lieutenant Orson will probably knock it out of you." He chuckles.
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
“Who’re they?”
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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“Well I’m sorry for your loss. I joined because I thought it would be fun. Come back home a hero and all. Though people tend to look at me strange whenever I say that.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“Hopefully! Is there a platoon for snipers and such?”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“That is rather odd.” He admits. “Have fun dying.”
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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"He's the Russian Lieutenant who leads the heavy infantry platoon. Max has the support platoon, his brother Johnny over here has infiltration, and Rosie has recon. Orson's by far the most intense of them all."
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
“I won’t die. Though I am quite curious to see if god is real.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"That would probably be on Max's support platoon. Providing cover fire for your fellow soldiers from safety. Or if you're better on the move, you could shoot for a special operations squad in Johnny's infiltration platoon."
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
“Should I figure out my… well, whatever this is, before I have to see him? Getting things forced out of me doesn’t sound so fun…”
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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“Woah, man, you’re insane. Course he isn’t. That’s a myth they tell the people on the battlefield to make them run straight to their deaths.”
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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"Well he'll push you to the brink either way, but you don't seem like a heavy infantry kind of guy, so hopefully you won't be spending too much time around him."
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
“Oh thank whatever god is up there if there even is one. Hopefully I’m not.”
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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