“You don’t. That’s what makes life interesting. Don’t you think the threat of death is such an interesting thing?”
"No. How would you feel if you knew you were going to stop existing one day, and there was nothing you could do about it?"
“I feel like we have a different definition of the word interesting. What’s yours?”
"A neat fact. Something you didn't know. A new thing. Those are interesting" she takes a step forward, still pointing her strange spear. "Not you constantly threatening us"
“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
“You don’t. That’s what makes life interesting. Don’t you think the threat of death is such an interesting thing?”
"No. How would you feel if you knew you were going to stop existing one day, and there was nothing you could do about it?"
“I feel like we have a different definition of the word interesting. What’s yours?”
"A neat fact. Something you didn't know. A new thing. Those are interesting" she takes a step forward, still pointing her strange spear. "Not you constantly threatening us"
“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
"You are making it really hard to not get violent. And if you're oh-so positive of your correctness, there's no point in arguing"
“You don’t. That’s what makes life interesting. Don’t you think the threat of death is such an interesting thing?”
"No. How would you feel if you knew you were going to stop existing one day, and there was nothing you could do about it?"
“I feel like we have a different definition of the word interesting. What’s yours?”
"A neat fact. Something you didn't know. A new thing. Those are interesting" she takes a step forward, still pointing her strange spear. "Not you constantly threatening us"
“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
"You are making it really hard to not get violent. And if you're oh-so positive of your correctness, there's no point in arguing"
“Use your self control. Think. How fast would you die if you attacked a god-a death god no less?”
“You don’t. That’s what makes life interesting. Don’t you think the threat of death is such an interesting thing?”
"No. How would you feel if you knew you were going to stop existing one day, and there was nothing you could do about it?"
“I feel like we have a different definition of the word interesting. What’s yours?”
"A neat fact. Something you didn't know. A new thing. Those are interesting" she takes a step forward, still pointing her strange spear. "Not you constantly threatening us"
“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
"You are making it really hard to not get violent. And if you're oh-so positive of your correctness, there's no point in arguing"
“Use your self control. Think. How fast would you die if you attacked a god-a death god no less?”
She stands still for a good minute, maintaining eye contact, before letting her spear drop a millimeter. There is rage and... Something else in her eyes. It is the same color as the spear.
“You don’t. That’s what makes life interesting. Don’t you think the threat of death is such an interesting thing?”
"No. How would you feel if you knew you were going to stop existing one day, and there was nothing you could do about it?"
“I feel like we have a different definition of the word interesting. What’s yours?”
"A neat fact. Something you didn't know. A new thing. Those are interesting" she takes a step forward, still pointing her strange spear. "Not you constantly threatening us"
“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
"You are making it really hard to not get violent. And if you're oh-so positive of your correctness, there's no point in arguing"
“Use your self control. Think. How fast would you die if you attacked a god-a death god no less?”
She stands still for a good minute, maintaining eye contact, before letting her spear drop a millimeter. There is rage and... Something else in her eyes. It is the same color as the spear.
“You don’t. That’s what makes life interesting. Don’t you think the threat of death is such an interesting thing?”
"No. How would you feel if you knew you were going to stop existing one day, and there was nothing you could do about it?"
“I feel like we have a different definition of the word interesting. What’s yours?”
"A neat fact. Something you didn't know. A new thing. Those are interesting" she takes a step forward, still pointing her strange spear. "Not you constantly threatening us"
“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
"You are making it really hard to not get violent. And if you're oh-so positive of your correctness, there's no point in arguing"
“Use your self control. Think. How fast would you die if you attacked a god-a death god no less?”
She stands still for a good minute, maintaining eye contact, before letting her spear drop a millimeter. There is rage and... Something else in her eyes. It is the same color as the spear.
“You don’t. That’s what makes life interesting. Don’t you think the threat of death is such an interesting thing?”
"No. How would you feel if you knew you were going to stop existing one day, and there was nothing you could do about it?"
“I feel like we have a different definition of the word interesting. What’s yours?”
"A neat fact. Something you didn't know. A new thing. Those are interesting" she takes a step forward, still pointing her strange spear. "Not you constantly threatening us"
“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
"You are making it really hard to not get violent. And if you're oh-so positive of your correctness, there's no point in arguing"
“Use your self control. Think. How fast would you die if you attacked a god-a death god no less?”
She stands still for a good minute, maintaining eye contact, before letting her spear drop a millimeter. There is rage and... Something else in her eyes. It is the same color as the spear.
“You don’t. That’s what makes life interesting. Don’t you think the threat of death is such an interesting thing?”
"No. How would you feel if you knew you were going to stop existing one day, and there was nothing you could do about it?"
“I feel like we have a different definition of the word interesting. What’s yours?”
"A neat fact. Something you didn't know. A new thing. Those are interesting" she takes a step forward, still pointing her strange spear. "Not you constantly threatening us"
“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
"You are making it really hard to not get violent. And if you're oh-so positive of your correctness, there's no point in arguing"
“Use your self control. Think. How fast would you die if you attacked a god-a death god no less?”
She stands still for a good minute, maintaining eye contact, before letting her spear drop a millimeter. There is rage and... Something else in her eyes. It is the same color as the spear.
“You don’t. That’s what makes life interesting. Don’t you think the threat of death is such an interesting thing?”
"No. How would you feel if you knew you were going to stop existing one day, and there was nothing you could do about it?"
“I feel like we have a different definition of the word interesting. What’s yours?”
"A neat fact. Something you didn't know. A new thing. Those are interesting" she takes a step forward, still pointing her strange spear. "Not you constantly threatening us"
“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
"You are making it really hard to not get violent. And if you're oh-so positive of your correctness, there's no point in arguing"
“Use your self control. Think. How fast would you die if you attacked a god-a death god no less?”
She stands still for a good minute, maintaining eye contact, before letting her spear drop a millimeter. There is rage and... Something else in her eyes. It is the same color as the spear.
“You don’t. That’s what makes life interesting. Don’t you think the threat of death is such an interesting thing?”
"No. How would you feel if you knew you were going to stop existing one day, and there was nothing you could do about it?"
“I feel like we have a different definition of the word interesting. What’s yours?”
"A neat fact. Something you didn't know. A new thing. Those are interesting" she takes a step forward, still pointing her strange spear. "Not you constantly threatening us"
“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
"You are making it really hard to not get violent. And if you're oh-so positive of your correctness, there's no point in arguing"
“Use your self control. Think. How fast would you die if you attacked a god-a death god no less?”
She stands still for a good minute, maintaining eye contact, before letting her spear drop a millimeter. There is rage and... Something else in her eyes. It is the same color as the spear.
“You don’t. That’s what makes life interesting. Don’t you think the threat of death is such an interesting thing?”
"No. How would you feel if you knew you were going to stop existing one day, and there was nothing you could do about it?"
“I feel like we have a different definition of the word interesting. What’s yours?”
"A neat fact. Something you didn't know. A new thing. Those are interesting" she takes a step forward, still pointing her strange spear. "Not you constantly threatening us"
“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
"You are making it really hard to not get violent. And if you're oh-so positive of your correctness, there's no point in arguing"
“Use your self control. Think. How fast would you die if you attacked a god-a death god no less?”
She stands still for a good minute, maintaining eye contact, before letting her spear drop a millimeter. There is rage and... Something else in her eyes. It is the same color as the spear.
“Tell me about yourself! You’re the first mortal I’ve seen so far, this is a glorious opportunity.”
"You know my name. You know what I think of you. An an opportunity for what?"
“Hmmm… care to take a guess?”
"You don't care about us, so I have to guess it's entertaining somehow"
“Whoever said I didn’t care about you? Your lives are fleeting, but you make the most of it. It is only my duty to cut those lives short-to give them meaning.” He’s clearly pulling out pretty words.
“You don’t. That’s what makes life interesting. Don’t you think the threat of death is such an interesting thing?”
"No. How would you feel if you knew you were going to stop existing one day, and there was nothing you could do about it?"
“I feel like we have a different definition of the word interesting. What’s yours?”
"A neat fact. Something you didn't know. A new thing. Those are interesting" she takes a step forward, still pointing her strange spear. "Not you constantly threatening us"
“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
"You are making it really hard to not get violent. And if you're oh-so positive of your correctness, there's no point in arguing"
“Use your self control. Think. How fast would you die if you attacked a god-a death god no less?”
She stands still for a good minute, maintaining eye contact, before letting her spear drop a millimeter. There is rage and... Something else in her eyes. It is the same color as the spear.
“Tell me about yourself! You’re the first mortal I’ve seen so far, this is a glorious opportunity.”
"You know my name. You know what I think of you. An an opportunity for what?"
“Hmmm… care to take a guess?”
"You don't care about us, so I have to guess it's entertaining somehow"
“Whoever said I didn’t care about you? Your lives are fleeting, but you make the most of it. It is only my duty to cut those lives short-to give them meaning.” He’s clearly pulling out pretty words.
"If you cared, you wouldn't kill us! And please. Only your duty? Don't make me laugh"
“You don’t. That’s what makes life interesting. Don’t you think the threat of death is such an interesting thing?”
"No. How would you feel if you knew you were going to stop existing one day, and there was nothing you could do about it?"
“I feel like we have a different definition of the word interesting. What’s yours?”
"A neat fact. Something you didn't know. A new thing. Those are interesting" she takes a step forward, still pointing her strange spear. "Not you constantly threatening us"
“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
"You are making it really hard to not get violent. And if you're oh-so positive of your correctness, there's no point in arguing"
“Use your self control. Think. How fast would you die if you attacked a god-a death god no less?”
She stands still for a good minute, maintaining eye contact, before letting her spear drop a millimeter. There is rage and... Something else in her eyes. It is the same color as the spear.
“Tell me about yourself! You’re the first mortal I’ve seen so far, this is a glorious opportunity.”
"You know my name. You know what I think of you. An an opportunity for what?"
“Hmmm… care to take a guess?”
"You don't care about us, so I have to guess it's entertaining somehow"
“Whoever said I didn’t care about you? Your lives are fleeting, but you make the most of it. It is only my duty to cut those lives short-to give them meaning.” He’s clearly pulling out pretty words.
"If you cared, you wouldn't kill us! And please. Only your duty? Don't make me laugh"
“You seem to misunderstand death. It is necessary.”
"You think that helps? You think that makes up for anything? You're so distant you don't even know what you do to people. Not the ones who die, the ones who live"
A storm, greater than anything this young world has seen churns overhead, and, through the clouds, the outline of an enormous, winged snake, its body crackling with lightning slithers within.
With a crack of thunder, a bolt of radiance strikes the earth, revealing a humanoid figure, dressed in black and gold armor, a snake-headed tail curling around their legs, spiked sunglasses blocking their eyes, a wineglass in their hand, and four massive feathered wings sprouting from their back, keeping them hovering a few inches above the ground. The storm and silhouette dissipate, and three new beings, with pale grey to yellow skin and hair made of clouds come into existence as well. The air genasi.
Sarlok the thunder serpent, god of passion and storms, walks the earth.
A storm, greater than anything this young world has seen churns overhead, and, through the clouds, the outline of an enormous, winged snake, its body crackling with lightning slithers within.
With a crack of thunder, a bolt of radiance strikes the earth, revealing a humanoid figure, dressed in black and gold armor, a snake-headed tail curling around their legs, spiked sunglasses blocking their eyes, a wineglass in their hand, and four massive feathered wings sprouting from their back, keeping them hovering a few inches above the ground. The storm and silhouette dissipate, and three new beings, with pale grey to yellow skin and hair made of clouds come into existence as well. The air genasi.
Sarlok the thunder serpent, god of passion and storms, walks the earth.
A storm, greater than anything this young world has seen churns overhead, and, through the clouds, the outline of an enormous, winged snake, its body crackling with lightning slithers within.
With a crack of thunder, a bolt of radiance strikes the earth, revealing a humanoid figure, dressed in black and gold armor, a snake-headed tail curling around their legs, spiked sunglasses blocking their eyes, a wineglass in their hand, and four massive feathered wings sprouting from their back, keeping them hovering a few inches above the ground. The storm and silhouette dissipate, and three new beings, with pale grey to yellow skin and hair made of clouds come into existence as well. The air genasi.
Sarlok the thunder serpent, god of passion and storms, walks the earth.
Yo cap wanna rp this?
*Sure. Can u intro?*
*K* as Ignis floats down the volcano tailed by his followers he sees Sarlok"how strange,I feel like I am kin with this being"Ignis thinks
A storm, greater than anything this young world has seen churns overhead, and, through the clouds, the outline of an enormous, winged snake, its body crackling with lightning slithers within.
With a crack of thunder, a bolt of radiance strikes the earth, revealing a humanoid figure, dressed in black and gold armor, a snake-headed tail curling around their legs, spiked sunglasses blocking their eyes, a wineglass in their hand, and four massive feathered wings sprouting from their back, keeping them hovering a few inches above the ground. The storm and silhouette dissipate, and three new beings, with pale grey to yellow skin and hair made of clouds come into existence as well. The air genasi.
Sarlok the thunder serpent, god of passion and storms, walks the earth.
Yo cap wanna rp this?
*Sure. Can u intro?*
*K* as Ignis floats down the volcano tailed by his followers he sees Sarlok"how strange,I feel like I am kin with this being"Ignis thinks
A storm, greater than anything this young world has seen churns overhead, and, through the clouds, the outline of an enormous, winged snake, its body crackling with lightning slithers within.
With a crack of thunder, a bolt of radiance strikes the earth, revealing a humanoid figure, dressed in black and gold armor, a snake-headed tail curling around their legs, spiked sunglasses blocking their eyes, a wineglass in their hand, and four massive feathered wings sprouting from their back, keeping them hovering a few inches above the ground. The storm and silhouette dissipate, and three new beings, with pale grey to yellow skin and hair made of clouds come into existence as well. The air genasi.
Sarlok the thunder serpent, god of passion and storms, walks the earth.
Yo cap wanna rp this?
*Sure. Can u intro?*
*K* as Ignis floats down the volcano tailed by his followers he sees Sarlok"how strange,I feel like I am kin with this being"Ignis thinks
"Hello"
Sarlok turns, and smiles blindingly before flying over "well hello there! I'm Sarlok, can I have your name?" They shake your hand. A small shock travels up your arm
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"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
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“Now, now, let’s not get violent. I simply want a good conversation, or perhaps a debate. Something I win, of course.”
he/they
"You are making it really hard to not get violent. And if you're oh-so positive of your correctness, there's no point in arguing"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“Use your self control. Think. How fast would you die if you attacked a god-a death god no less?”
he/they
She stands still for a good minute, maintaining eye contact, before letting her spear drop a millimeter. There is rage and... Something else in her eyes. It is the same color as the spear.
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“Good, good.” He coaxes. “That’s better. Let’s talk now, shall we?”
he/they
"What. Could there possibly be. To talk. About?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“Tell me about yourself! You’re the first mortal I’ve seen so far, this is a glorious opportunity.”
he/they
"You know my name. You know what I think of you. An an opportunity for what?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“Hmmm… care to take a guess?”
he/they
"You don't care about us, so I have to guess it's entertaining somehow"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“Whoever said I didn’t care about you? Your lives are fleeting, but you make the most of it. It is only my duty to cut those lives short-to give them meaning.” He’s clearly pulling out pretty words.
he/they
"If you cared, you wouldn't kill us! And please. Only your duty? Don't make me laugh"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
“You seem to misunderstand death. It is necessary.”
he/they
*snip*
"You think that helps? You think that makes up for anything? You're so distant you don't even know what you do to people. Not the ones who die, the ones who live"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*I'm back*
When da yit gon flurgin
Yo cap wanna rp this?
When da yit gon flurgin
*Sure. Can u intro?*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*K* as Ignis floats down the volcano tailed by his followers he sees Sarlok"how strange,I feel like I am kin with this being"Ignis thinks
When da yit gon flurgin
"Hello"
When da yit gon flurgin
Sarlok turns, and smiles blindingly before flying over "well hello there! I'm Sarlok, can I have your name?" They shake your hand. A small shock travels up your arm
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they