*In the meanwhile, Ekirezo awaits some souls to punish and Ebimera concocts the first plants. She just needs the right conditions, which means Ahaiguru has to be awake, so no plants until that happens. Other life is possible though.*
*Is that too much? I have like 7 gods in the basket of creation at the moment*
Death… death is eternal… death is alone. Death is the only thing that will never die. The skeleton sits on a rock in the middle of the sea, chopping away at a piece of stone with a wickedly sharp knife, making the shape of a… creature. It searches the horizon. “Two. To create my minions, I need two.”
A breeze flows towards the rock, carrying the stench of decay... a tall and thin figure dressed in a red cloak, with a bleeding deer skull upon their head emerges from the rock. Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. Atrophos looks down at the skeleton.
"Two, you say? Ah... I might be able to help with that..."
The skeleton stares at Atrophos, the holes where its eyes should be empty, soulless. “Perhaps… perhaps we can make an alliance. Perhaps once the first life is created… we can make the first death. Who would you be?”
"Oh... you poor fool... Existence is much more than simply 'life' and 'death'... I am Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. I create death through life! How wonderful is that! Ah, some say that a few of my creations are not necessarily alive, but don't listen to them. They are idiots. I create diseases, virii, bacteria, plagues, cancer... All that causes despair to life! After all, in my world, it was I who indeed created the first life, only to be 'tamed' by later beings... But, now, in this world, I can start again! Who might you be?"
"I am the new death." It says simply. "What is in the middle does not matter, only the end and the beginning."
"Ah. Well. I might have to... expand your horizons, but you do seem like you might be a good partner for now..."
"As do you."
"Well! What are you working on, my new compatriot?"
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*I have the War god, so I think you'll have to be a bit more specific than just 'Fighting'.*
*God of battle?*
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Death… death is eternal… death is alone. Death is the only thing that will never die. The skeleton sits on a rock in the middle of the sea, chopping away at a piece of stone with a wickedly sharp knife, making the shape of a… creature. It searches the horizon. “Two. To create my minions, I need two.”
A breeze flows towards the rock, carrying the stench of decay... a tall and thin figure dressed in a red cloak, with a bleeding deer skull upon their head emerges from the rock. Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. Atrophos looks down at the skeleton.
"Two, you say? Ah... I might be able to help with that..."
The skeleton stares at Atrophos, the holes where its eyes should be empty, soulless. “Perhaps… perhaps we can make an alliance. Perhaps once the first life is created… we can make the first death. Who would you be?”
"Oh... you poor fool... Existence is much more than simply 'life' and 'death'... I am Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. I create death through life! How wonderful is that! Ah, some say that a few of my creations are not necessarily alive, but don't listen to them. They are idiots. I create diseases, virii, bacteria, plagues, cancer... All that causes despair to life! After all, in my world, it was I who indeed created the first life, only to be 'tamed' by later beings... But, now, in this world, I can start again! Who might you be?"
"I am the new death." It says simply. "What is in the middle does not matter, only the end and the beginning."
"Ah. Well. I might have to... expand your horizons, but you do seem like you might be a good partner for now..."
"As do you."
"Well! What are you working on, my new compatriot?"
"The reapers, my first minions."
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
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
Death… death is eternal… death is alone. Death is the only thing that will never die. The skeleton sits on a rock in the middle of the sea, chopping away at a piece of stone with a wickedly sharp knife, making the shape of a… creature. It searches the horizon. “Two. To create my minions, I need two.”
A breeze flows towards the rock, carrying the stench of decay... a tall and thin figure dressed in a red cloak, with a bleeding deer skull upon their head emerges from the rock. Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. Atrophos looks down at the skeleton.
"Two, you say? Ah... I might be able to help with that..."
The skeleton stares at Atrophos, the holes where its eyes should be empty, soulless. “Perhaps… perhaps we can make an alliance. Perhaps once the first life is created… we can make the first death. Who would you be?”
"Oh... you poor fool... Existence is much more than simply 'life' and 'death'... I am Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. I create death through life! How wonderful is that! Ah, some say that a few of my creations are not necessarily alive, but don't listen to them. They are idiots. I create diseases, virii, bacteria, plagues, cancer... All that causes despair to life! After all, in my world, it was I who indeed created the first life, only to be 'tamed' by later beings... But, now, in this world, I can start again! Who might you be?"
"I am the new death." It says simply. "What is in the middle does not matter, only the end and the beginning."
"Ah. Well. I might have to... expand your horizons, but you do seem like you might be a good partner for now..."
"As do you."
"Well! What are you working on, my new compatriot?"
"The reapers, my first minions."
"Reapers...? Interesting..."
Atrophos looks at the unfinished stone carving.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Death… death is eternal… death is alone. Death is the only thing that will never die. The skeleton sits on a rock in the middle of the sea, chopping away at a piece of stone with a wickedly sharp knife, making the shape of a… creature. It searches the horizon. “Two. To create my minions, I need two.”
A breeze flows towards the rock, carrying the stench of decay... a tall and thin figure dressed in a red cloak, with a bleeding deer skull upon their head emerges from the rock. Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. Atrophos looks down at the skeleton.
"Two, you say? Ah... I might be able to help with that..."
The skeleton stares at Atrophos, the holes where its eyes should be empty, soulless. “Perhaps… perhaps we can make an alliance. Perhaps once the first life is created… we can make the first death. Who would you be?”
"Oh... you poor fool... Existence is much more than simply 'life' and 'death'... I am Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. I create death through life! How wonderful is that! Ah, some say that a few of my creations are not necessarily alive, but don't listen to them. They are idiots. I create diseases, virii, bacteria, plagues, cancer... All that causes despair to life! After all, in my world, it was I who indeed created the first life, only to be 'tamed' by later beings... But, now, in this world, I can start again! Who might you be?"
"I am the new death." It says simply. "What is in the middle does not matter, only the end and the beginning."
"Ah. Well. I might have to... expand your horizons, but you do seem like you might be a good partner for now..."
"As do you."
"Well! What are you working on, my new compatriot?"
"The reapers, my first minions."
"Reapers...? Interesting..."
Atrophos looks at the unfinished stone carving.
"They shall bring me... what I am owed."
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
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
*I have the War god, so I think you'll have to be a bit more specific than just 'Fighting'.*
*God of battle?*
*Too similar, sorry.*
*Anything else that i could be for a fighter?*
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*I have the War god, so I think you'll have to be a bit more specific than just 'Fighting'.*
*God of battle?*
*Too similar, sorry.*
*Anything else that i could be for a fighter?*
*Hmmmmm... God of blood, weapons, murder...*
*Murder it is!*
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*In the meanwhile, Ekirezo awaits some souls to punish and Ebimera concocts the first plants. She just needs the right conditions, which means Ahaiguru has to be awake, so no plants until that happens. Other life is possible though.*
*Is that too much? I have like 7 gods in the basket of creation at the moment*
*That's okay! I believe Arch may have taken life though.*
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
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
*I have the War god, so I think you'll have to be a bit more specific than just 'Fighting'.*
*God of battle?*
*Too similar, sorry.*
*Anything else that i could be for a fighter?*
*Hmmmmm... God of blood, weapons, murder...*
*Murder it is!*
*Murder :3*
*yep, and violent*
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Death… death is eternal… death is alone. Death is the only thing that will never die. The skeleton sits on a rock in the middle of the sea, chopping away at a piece of stone with a wickedly sharp knife, making the shape of a… creature. It searches the horizon. “Two. To create my minions, I need two.”
A breeze flows towards the rock, carrying the stench of decay... a tall and thin figure dressed in a red cloak, with a bleeding deer skull upon their head emerges from the rock. Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. Atrophos looks down at the skeleton.
"Two, you say? Ah... I might be able to help with that..."
The skeleton stares at Atrophos, the holes where its eyes should be empty, soulless. “Perhaps… perhaps we can make an alliance. Perhaps once the first life is created… we can make the first death. Who would you be?”
"Oh... you poor fool... Existence is much more than simply 'life' and 'death'... I am Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. I create death through life! How wonderful is that! Ah, some say that a few of my creations are not necessarily alive, but don't listen to them. They are idiots. I create diseases, virii, bacteria, plagues, cancer... All that causes despair to life! After all, in my world, it was I who indeed created the first life, only to be 'tamed' by later beings... But, now, in this world, I can start again! Who might you be?"
"I am the new death." It says simply. "What is in the middle does not matter, only the end and the beginning."
"Ah. Well. I might have to... expand your horizons, but you do seem like you might be a good partner for now..."
"As do you."
"Well! What are you working on, my new compatriot?"
"The reapers, my first minions."
"Reapers...? Interesting..."
Atrophos looks at the unfinished stone carving.
"They shall bring me... what I am owed."
"And, what is it that you are owed...?"
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Death… death is eternal… death is alone. Death is the only thing that will never die. The skeleton sits on a rock in the middle of the sea, chopping away at a piece of stone with a wickedly sharp knife, making the shape of a… creature. It searches the horizon. “Two. To create my minions, I need two.”
A breeze flows towards the rock, carrying the stench of decay... a tall and thin figure dressed in a red cloak, with a bleeding deer skull upon their head emerges from the rock. Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. Atrophos looks down at the skeleton.
"Two, you say? Ah... I might be able to help with that..."
The skeleton stares at Atrophos, the holes where its eyes should be empty, soulless. “Perhaps… perhaps we can make an alliance. Perhaps once the first life is created… we can make the first death. Who would you be?”
"Oh... you poor fool... Existence is much more than simply 'life' and 'death'... I am Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. I create death through life! How wonderful is that! Ah, some say that a few of my creations are not necessarily alive, but don't listen to them. They are idiots. I create diseases, virii, bacteria, plagues, cancer... All that causes despair to life! After all, in my world, it was I who indeed created the first life, only to be 'tamed' by later beings... But, now, in this world, I can start again! Who might you be?"
"I am the new death." It says simply. "What is in the middle does not matter, only the end and the beginning."
"Ah. Well. I might have to... expand your horizons, but you do seem like you might be a good partner for now..."
"As do you."
"Well! What are you working on, my new compatriot?"
"The reapers, my first minions."
"Reapers...? Interesting..."
Atrophos looks at the unfinished stone carving.
"They shall bring me... what I am owed."
"And, what is it that you are owed...?"
"Souls. The souls of the dead."
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
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
Death… death is eternal… death is alone. Death is the only thing that will never die. The skeleton sits on a rock in the middle of the sea, chopping away at a piece of stone with a wickedly sharp knife, making the shape of a… creature. It searches the horizon. “Two. To create my minions, I need two.”
A breeze flows towards the rock, carrying the stench of decay... a tall and thin figure dressed in a red cloak, with a bleeding deer skull upon their head emerges from the rock. Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. Atrophos looks down at the skeleton.
"Two, you say? Ah... I might be able to help with that..."
The skeleton stares at Atrophos, the holes where its eyes should be empty, soulless. “Perhaps… perhaps we can make an alliance. Perhaps once the first life is created… we can make the first death. Who would you be?”
"Oh... you poor fool... Existence is much more than simply 'life' and 'death'... I am Atrophos, the Plague Bearer. I create death through life! How wonderful is that! Ah, some say that a few of my creations are not necessarily alive, but don't listen to them. They are idiots. I create diseases, virii, bacteria, plagues, cancer... All that causes despair to life! After all, in my world, it was I who indeed created the first life, only to be 'tamed' by later beings... But, now, in this world, I can start again! Who might you be?"
"I am the new death." It says simply. "What is in the middle does not matter, only the end and the beginning."
"Ah. Well. I might have to... expand your horizons, but you do seem like you might be a good partner for now..."
"As do you."
"Well! What are you working on, my new compatriot?"
"The reapers, my first minions."
"Reapers...? Interesting..."
Atrophos looks at the unfinished stone carving.
"They shall bring me... what I am owed."
"And, what is it that you are owed...?"
"Souls. The souls of the dead."
"Ah. I see. But without anything alive, there can be no souls of dead to retrieve."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*In the meanwhile, Ekirezo awaits some souls to punish and Ebimera concocts the first plants. She just needs the right conditions, which means Ahaiguru has to be awake, so no plants until that happens. Other life is possible though.*
*Is that too much? I have like 7 gods in the basket of creation at the moment*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
*Im a bad child!*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*Can my character be the god of fighting?*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*I have the War god, so I think you'll have to be a bit more specific than just 'Fighting'.*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
*God of battle?*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
"The reapers, my first minions."
Your local friendly stupid doop!
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!
"Reapers...? Interesting..."
Atrophos looks at the unfinished stone carving.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
*Too similar, sorry.*
Your local friendly stupid doop!
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!
"They shall bring me... what I am owed."
Your local friendly stupid doop!
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!
*Anything else that i could be for a fighter?*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*Hmmmmm... God of blood, weapons, murder...*
Your local friendly stupid doop!
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!
*Murder it is!*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
*That's okay! I believe Arch may have taken life though.*
Your local friendly stupid doop!
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!
*Murder :3*
Your local friendly stupid doop!
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!
*yep, and violent*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
"And, what is it that you are owed...?"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
"Souls. The souls of the dead."
Your local friendly stupid doop!
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!
"Ah. I see. But without anything alive, there can be no souls of dead to retrieve."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
Several feet in the sky, there's a planet with snow
*Yo Nana man this be Serial Designation D's domain*
Hallo
People who aren't from here or DeviantArt might know me from various games or might know me as Dino on some of those games
I will go by these if ya wanna say something nicknames: Dinao, Diano, Or Dino
'tis all
:p