Tempus floats around the area, occasionally returning to his followers, residing in the forest he's created. Otherwise he floats around other territories
Bellumor has not shifted from his territory yet, mearly watching the surrounding area
(Anyone want to rp?)
*I gotchu. Who you want? We got Depressed ai god, a mixture of Loki and Zeus, the villain, and trobbio with the serial numbers filed off*
*Uh let's do bellumor and thymacchia since isn't she envy? (If I'm not mistaken)*
*Yes she is!*
Thymacchia's walking stage is traversing the land, while she luxuriates on center stage, laying on her side, countless legs crossed, her wings framing her silver mask. A spotlight shines on her
A wave of pure malice washes over her for a moment, before fading as bellumor appeared, his spiked armor, what should have glinted instead absorb light
*Did we ever establish if they were just similar deities or if they were like siblings or what? Like all the sins?*
*In her intro, I defined them as siblings, but if you don't want to do that it's fine*
The impossibly beautiful silver mask smiles. "Bellumor! Darling!" She gets up, crossing to bellumor, her crab claw-like arms thrown open as her silk drapes flow perfectly. Her chitin becomes subtly spikier.
*Nah I was just asking, siblings is perfect*
"Sister. I see you are no less... Extravagant." His voice is clear dispite the helmet "this realm has little ruin, wrath or hate. It surprises me. And I must fix that."
She adopts a over exaggerated look of benevolent surprise. "You think so? Also, of course it doesn't! You've only been here for what, an hour or two?" She taps his chestplate. The mask's features become more angular. Armor like. "Here, have a seat. Talk with your sister" a chaise lounge and stiff-backed armchair are wheeled onstage. She drapes her long lower half across the couch
"Fine" he settled in the offered chair though only on the edge, drawing his sword, and propping it against the front of the chair beside him "what do you want to talk about?" He sits stiffly
"It's been a long time since we last chatted! How've things been with you? There must be something worth telling me! You know how much I love gossip"
"Just the usual. Causing wars, death, revolutions that cause tyrants. Those kinds of things" he shrugged, his armor clanking slightly, "what of you, sister?"
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Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
Tempus floats around the area, occasionally returning to his followers, residing in the forest he's created. Otherwise he floats around other territories
Bellumor has not shifted from his territory yet, mearly watching the surrounding area
(Anyone want to rp?)
*I gotchu. Who you want? We got Depressed ai god, a mixture of Loki and Zeus, the villain, and trobbio with the serial numbers filed off*
*Uh let's do bellumor and thymacchia since isn't she envy? (If I'm not mistaken)*
*Yes she is!*
Thymacchia's walking stage is traversing the land, while she luxuriates on center stage, laying on her side, countless legs crossed, her wings framing her silver mask. A spotlight shines on her
A wave of pure malice washes over her for a moment, before fading as bellumor appeared, his spiked armor, what should have glinted instead absorb light
*Did we ever establish if they were just similar deities or if they were like siblings or what? Like all the sins?*
*In her intro, I defined them as siblings, but if you don't want to do that it's fine*
The impossibly beautiful silver mask smiles. "Bellumor! Darling!" She gets up, crossing to bellumor, her crab claw-like arms thrown open as her silk drapes flow perfectly. Her chitin becomes subtly spikier.
*Nah I was just asking, siblings is perfect*
"Sister. I see you are no less... Extravagant." His voice is clear dispite the helmet "this realm has little ruin, wrath or hate. It surprises me. And I must fix that."
She adopts a over exaggerated look of benevolent surprise. "You think so? Also, of course it doesn't! You've only been here for what, an hour or two?" She taps his chestplate. The mask's features become more angular. Armor like. "Here, have a seat. Talk with your sister" a chaise lounge and stiff-backed armchair are wheeled onstage. She drapes her long lower half across the couch
"Fine" he settled in the offered chair though only on the edge, drawing his sword, and propping it against the front of the chair beside him "what do you want to talk about?" He sits stiffly
"It's been a long time since we last chatted! How've things been with you? There must be something worth telling me! You know how much I love gossip"
"Just the usual. Causing wars, death, revolutions that cause tyrants. Those kinds of things" he shrugged, his armor clanking slightly, "what of you, sister?"
"You know I'm boring! The things I have to do to remain on top. Not too long ago, I created children, and, in my benevolence, I gave them the gift of change! They should take after their mother after all. Anyway, one of them, I swear, as soon as I finished, he made himself more elegant than me? Can you believe it?"
Tempus floats around the area, occasionally returning to his followers, residing in the forest he's created. Otherwise he floats around other territories
Bellumor has not shifted from his territory yet, mearly watching the surrounding area
(Anyone want to rp?)
*I gotchu. Who you want? We got Depressed ai god, a mixture of Loki and Zeus, the villain, and trobbio with the serial numbers filed off*
*Uh let's do bellumor and thymacchia since isn't she envy? (If I'm not mistaken)*
*Yes she is!*
Thymacchia's walking stage is traversing the land, while she luxuriates on center stage, laying on her side, countless legs crossed, her wings framing her silver mask. A spotlight shines on her
A wave of pure malice washes over her for a moment, before fading as bellumor appeared, his spiked armor, what should have glinted instead absorb light
*Did we ever establish if they were just similar deities or if they were like siblings or what? Like all the sins?*
*In her intro, I defined them as siblings, but if you don't want to do that it's fine*
The impossibly beautiful silver mask smiles. "Bellumor! Darling!" She gets up, crossing to bellumor, her crab claw-like arms thrown open as her silk drapes flow perfectly. Her chitin becomes subtly spikier.
*Nah I was just asking, siblings is perfect*
"Sister. I see you are no less... Extravagant." His voice is clear dispite the helmet "this realm has little ruin, wrath or hate. It surprises me. And I must fix that."
She adopts a over exaggerated look of benevolent surprise. "You think so? Also, of course it doesn't! You've only been here for what, an hour or two?" She taps his chestplate. The mask's features become more angular. Armor like. "Here, have a seat. Talk with your sister" a chaise lounge and stiff-backed armchair are wheeled onstage. She drapes her long lower half across the couch
"Fine" he settled in the offered chair though only on the edge, drawing his sword, and propping it against the front of the chair beside him "what do you want to talk about?" He sits stiffly
"It's been a long time since we last chatted! How've things been with you? There must be something worth telling me! You know how much I love gossip"
"Just the usual. Causing wars, death, revolutions that cause tyrants. Those kinds of things" he shrugged, his armor clanking slightly, "what of you, sister?"
"You know I'm boring! The things I have to do to remain on top. Not too long ago, I created children, and, in my benevolence, I gave them the gift of change! They should take after their mother after all. Anyway, one of them, I swear, as soon as I finished, he made himself more elegant than me? Can you believe it?"
"You are always obsessed with being the best" it was said with no malice, A rare thing, just statement of fact "I'm Beginning to grow my army. After all, what good is a war and destruction, if you don't at least do some damage"
*Ps, is there a like story behind why she's crustacean like? I have a suspicion but I just wanted to ask*
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Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
Tempus floats around the area, occasionally returning to his followers, residing in the forest he's created. Otherwise he floats around other territories
Bellumor has not shifted from his territory yet, mearly watching the surrounding area
(Anyone want to rp?)
*I gotchu. Who you want? We got Depressed ai god, a mixture of Loki and Zeus, the villain, and trobbio with the serial numbers filed off*
*Uh let's do bellumor and thymacchia since isn't she envy? (If I'm not mistaken)*
*Yes she is!*
Thymacchia's walking stage is traversing the land, while she luxuriates on center stage, laying on her side, countless legs crossed, her wings framing her silver mask. A spotlight shines on her
A wave of pure malice washes over her for a moment, before fading as bellumor appeared, his spiked armor, what should have glinted instead absorb light
*Did we ever establish if they were just similar deities or if they were like siblings or what? Like all the sins?*
*In her intro, I defined them as siblings, but if you don't want to do that it's fine*
The impossibly beautiful silver mask smiles. "Bellumor! Darling!" She gets up, crossing to bellumor, her crab claw-like arms thrown open as her silk drapes flow perfectly. Her chitin becomes subtly spikier.
*Nah I was just asking, siblings is perfect*
"Sister. I see you are no less... Extravagant." His voice is clear dispite the helmet "this realm has little ruin, wrath or hate. It surprises me. And I must fix that."
She adopts a over exaggerated look of benevolent surprise. "You think so? Also, of course it doesn't! You've only been here for what, an hour or two?" She taps his chestplate. The mask's features become more angular. Armor like. "Here, have a seat. Talk with your sister" a chaise lounge and stiff-backed armchair are wheeled onstage. She drapes her long lower half across the couch
"Fine" he settled in the offered chair though only on the edge, drawing his sword, and propping it against the front of the chair beside him "what do you want to talk about?" He sits stiffly
"It's been a long time since we last chatted! How've things been with you? There must be something worth telling me! You know how much I love gossip"
"Just the usual. Causing wars, death, revolutions that cause tyrants. Those kinds of things" he shrugged, his armor clanking slightly, "what of you, sister?"
"You know I'm boring! The things I have to do to remain on top. Not too long ago, I created children, and, in my benevolence, I gave them the gift of change! They should take after their mother after all. Anyway, one of them, I swear, as soon as I finished, he made himself more elegant than me? Can you believe it?"
"You are always obsessed with being the best" it was said with no malice, A rare thing, just statement of fact "I'm Beginning to grow my army. After all, what good is a war and destruction, if you don't at least do some damage"
*Ps, is there a like story behind why she's crustacean like? I have a suspicion but I just wanted to ask*
"Oh? I look forward to seeing your destruction. Is there even civilization yet to destroy?"
Tempus floats around the area, occasionally returning to his followers, residing in the forest he's created. Otherwise he floats around other territories
Bellumor has not shifted from his territory yet, mearly watching the surrounding area
(Anyone want to rp?)
*I gotchu. Who you want? We got Depressed ai god, a mixture of Loki and Zeus, the villain, and trobbio with the serial numbers filed off*
*Uh let's do bellumor and thymacchia since isn't she envy? (If I'm not mistaken)*
*Yes she is!*
Thymacchia's walking stage is traversing the land, while she luxuriates on center stage, laying on her side, countless legs crossed, her wings framing her silver mask. A spotlight shines on her
A wave of pure malice washes over her for a moment, before fading as bellumor appeared, his spiked armor, what should have glinted instead absorb light
*Did we ever establish if they were just similar deities or if they were like siblings or what? Like all the sins?*
*In her intro, I defined them as siblings, but if you don't want to do that it's fine*
The impossibly beautiful silver mask smiles. "Bellumor! Darling!" She gets up, crossing to bellumor, her crab claw-like arms thrown open as her silk drapes flow perfectly. Her chitin becomes subtly spikier.
*Nah I was just asking, siblings is perfect*
"Sister. I see you are no less... Extravagant." His voice is clear dispite the helmet "this realm has little ruin, wrath or hate. It surprises me. And I must fix that."
She adopts a over exaggerated look of benevolent surprise. "You think so? Also, of course it doesn't! You've only been here for what, an hour or two?" She taps his chestplate. The mask's features become more angular. Armor like. "Here, have a seat. Talk with your sister" a chaise lounge and stiff-backed armchair are wheeled onstage. She drapes her long lower half across the couch
"Fine" he settled in the offered chair though only on the edge, drawing his sword, and propping it against the front of the chair beside him "what do you want to talk about?" He sits stiffly
"It's been a long time since we last chatted! How've things been with you? There must be something worth telling me! You know how much I love gossip"
"Just the usual. Causing wars, death, revolutions that cause tyrants. Those kinds of things" he shrugged, his armor clanking slightly, "what of you, sister?"
"You know I'm boring! The things I have to do to remain on top. Not too long ago, I created children, and, in my benevolence, I gave them the gift of change! They should take after their mother after all. Anyway, one of them, I swear, as soon as I finished, he made himself more elegant than me? Can you believe it?"
"You are always obsessed with being the best" it was said with no malice, A rare thing, just statement of fact "I'm Beginning to grow my army. After all, what good is a war and destruction, if you don't at least do some damage"
*Ps, is there a like story behind why she's crustacean like? I have a suspicion but I just wanted to ask*
"Oh? I look forward to seeing your destruction. Is there even civilization yet to destroy?"
"I know of one, actually, it's ruled by a god parallel to my reasons. War if I remember correctly. But I don't want to risk going after them yet. They've been in this world a lot longer and probably are a lot more prepared. There's also a... Very large machine. With what appears to be weapons of mass destruction. I may temporarily align with them so I may use the said weapons. And then there are smaller settlements around. But I need to gather up my forces first" he seems in bothered and unrushed
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Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
Tempus floats around the area, occasionally returning to his followers, residing in the forest he's created. Otherwise he floats around other territories
Bellumor has not shifted from his territory yet, mearly watching the surrounding area
(Anyone want to rp?)
*I gotchu. Who you want? We got Depressed ai god, a mixture of Loki and Zeus, the villain, and trobbio with the serial numbers filed off*
*Uh let's do bellumor and thymacchia since isn't she envy? (If I'm not mistaken)*
*Yes she is!*
Thymacchia's walking stage is traversing the land, while she luxuriates on center stage, laying on her side, countless legs crossed, her wings framing her silver mask. A spotlight shines on her
A wave of pure malice washes over her for a moment, before fading as bellumor appeared, his spiked armor, what should have glinted instead absorb light
*Did we ever establish if they were just similar deities or if they were like siblings or what? Like all the sins?*
*In her intro, I defined them as siblings, but if you don't want to do that it's fine*
The impossibly beautiful silver mask smiles. "Bellumor! Darling!" She gets up, crossing to bellumor, her crab claw-like arms thrown open as her silk drapes flow perfectly. Her chitin becomes subtly spikier.
*Nah I was just asking, siblings is perfect*
"Sister. I see you are no less... Extravagant." His voice is clear dispite the helmet "this realm has little ruin, wrath or hate. It surprises me. And I must fix that."
She adopts a over exaggerated look of benevolent surprise. "You think so? Also, of course it doesn't! You've only been here for what, an hour or two?" She taps his chestplate. The mask's features become more angular. Armor like. "Here, have a seat. Talk with your sister" a chaise lounge and stiff-backed armchair are wheeled onstage. She drapes her long lower half across the couch
"Fine" he settled in the offered chair though only on the edge, drawing his sword, and propping it against the front of the chair beside him "what do you want to talk about?" He sits stiffly
"It's been a long time since we last chatted! How've things been with you? There must be something worth telling me! You know how much I love gossip"
"Just the usual. Causing wars, death, revolutions that cause tyrants. Those kinds of things" he shrugged, his armor clanking slightly, "what of you, sister?"
"You know I'm boring! The things I have to do to remain on top. Not too long ago, I created children, and, in my benevolence, I gave them the gift of change! They should take after their mother after all. Anyway, one of them, I swear, as soon as I finished, he made himself more elegant than me? Can you believe it?"
"You are always obsessed with being the best" it was said with no malice, A rare thing, just statement of fact "I'm Beginning to grow my army. After all, what good is a war and destruction, if you don't at least do some damage"
*Ps, is there a like story behind why she's crustacean like? I have a suspicion but I just wanted to ask*
"Oh? I look forward to seeing your destruction. Is there even civilization yet to destroy?"
"I know of one, actually, it's ruled by a god parallel to my reasons. War if I remember correctly. But I don't want to risk going after them yet. They've been in this world a lot longer and probably are a lot more prepared. There's also a... Very large machine. With what appears to be weapons of mass destruction. I may temporarily align with them so I may use the said weapons. And then there are smaller settlements around. But I need to gather up my forces first" he seems in bothered and unrushed
"Well, no one makes war like you. I'm sure you'll raze them to the ground. For my part, I'll probably find a nice entertainment district to set up shop. You remember the audiences I used to pull, surely?"
*I forgot to explain. She's crustacean like bc the embodiment of envy in some translations of the bible is leviathan, and she already had a bug thing going on*
*Eeh. He was made by sapient creatures technically. Since as I assume, Certain deities, especially ones made by emotion have to you know have a creature feel that emotion first*
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Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
Tempus floats around the area, occasionally returning to his followers, residing in the forest he's created. Otherwise he floats around other territories
Bellumor has not shifted from his territory yet, mearly watching the surrounding area
(Anyone want to rp?)
*I gotchu. Who you want? We got Depressed ai god, a mixture of Loki and Zeus, the villain, and trobbio with the serial numbers filed off*
*Uh let's do bellumor and thymacchia since isn't she envy? (If I'm not mistaken)*
*Yes she is!*
Thymacchia's walking stage is traversing the land, while she luxuriates on center stage, laying on her side, countless legs crossed, her wings framing her silver mask. A spotlight shines on her
A wave of pure malice washes over her for a moment, before fading as bellumor appeared, his spiked armor, what should have glinted instead absorb light
*Did we ever establish if they were just similar deities or if they were like siblings or what? Like all the sins?*
*In her intro, I defined them as siblings, but if you don't want to do that it's fine*
The impossibly beautiful silver mask smiles. "Bellumor! Darling!" She gets up, crossing to bellumor, her crab claw-like arms thrown open as her silk drapes flow perfectly. Her chitin becomes subtly spikier.
*Nah I was just asking, siblings is perfect*
"Sister. I see you are no less... Extravagant." His voice is clear dispite the helmet "this realm has little ruin, wrath or hate. It surprises me. And I must fix that."
She adopts a over exaggerated look of benevolent surprise. "You think so? Also, of course it doesn't! You've only been here for what, an hour or two?" She taps his chestplate. The mask's features become more angular. Armor like. "Here, have a seat. Talk with your sister" a chaise lounge and stiff-backed armchair are wheeled onstage. She drapes her long lower half across the couch
"Fine" he settled in the offered chair though only on the edge, drawing his sword, and propping it against the front of the chair beside him "what do you want to talk about?" He sits stiffly
"It's been a long time since we last chatted! How've things been with you? There must be something worth telling me! You know how much I love gossip"
"Just the usual. Causing wars, death, revolutions that cause tyrants. Those kinds of things" he shrugged, his armor clanking slightly, "what of you, sister?"
"You know I'm boring! The things I have to do to remain on top. Not too long ago, I created children, and, in my benevolence, I gave them the gift of change! They should take after their mother after all. Anyway, one of them, I swear, as soon as I finished, he made himself more elegant than me? Can you believe it?"
"You are always obsessed with being the best" it was said with no malice, A rare thing, just statement of fact "I'm Beginning to grow my army. After all, what good is a war and destruction, if you don't at least do some damage"
*Ps, is there a like story behind why she's crustacean like? I have a suspicion but I just wanted to ask*
"Oh? I look forward to seeing your destruction. Is there even civilization yet to destroy?"
"I know of one, actually, it's ruled by a god parallel to my reasons. War if I remember correctly. But I don't want to risk going after them yet. They've been in this world a lot longer and probably are a lot more prepared. There's also a... Very large machine. With what appears to be weapons of mass destruction. I may temporarily align with them so I may use the said weapons. And then there are smaller settlements around. But I need to gather up my forces first" he seems in bothered and unrushed
"Well, no one makes war like you. I'm sure you'll raze them to the ground. For my part, I'll probably find a nice entertainment district to set up shop. You remember the audiences I used to pull, surely?"
*I forgot to explain. She's crustacean like bc the embodiment of envy in some translations of the bible is leviathan, and she already had a bug thing going on*
"Of course. And how you often attempt to steal part of their personality. You really do take a lot from random people" he glanced at her more spiky and armor-like shell
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Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
Tempus floats around the area, occasionally returning to his followers, residing in the forest he's created. Otherwise he floats around other territories
Bellumor has not shifted from his territory yet, mearly watching the surrounding area
(Anyone want to rp?)
*I gotchu. Who you want? We got Depressed ai god, a mixture of Loki and Zeus, the villain, and trobbio with the serial numbers filed off*
*Uh let's do bellumor and thymacchia since isn't she envy? (If I'm not mistaken)*
*Yes she is!*
Thymacchia's walking stage is traversing the land, while she luxuriates on center stage, laying on her side, countless legs crossed, her wings framing her silver mask. A spotlight shines on her
A wave of pure malice washes over her for a moment, before fading as bellumor appeared, his spiked armor, what should have glinted instead absorb light
*Did we ever establish if they were just similar deities or if they were like siblings or what? Like all the sins?*
*In her intro, I defined them as siblings, but if you don't want to do that it's fine*
The impossibly beautiful silver mask smiles. "Bellumor! Darling!" She gets up, crossing to bellumor, her crab claw-like arms thrown open as her silk drapes flow perfectly. Her chitin becomes subtly spikier.
*Nah I was just asking, siblings is perfect*
"Sister. I see you are no less... Extravagant." His voice is clear dispite the helmet "this realm has little ruin, wrath or hate. It surprises me. And I must fix that."
She adopts a over exaggerated look of benevolent surprise. "You think so? Also, of course it doesn't! You've only been here for what, an hour or two?" She taps his chestplate. The mask's features become more angular. Armor like. "Here, have a seat. Talk with your sister" a chaise lounge and stiff-backed armchair are wheeled onstage. She drapes her long lower half across the couch
"Fine" he settled in the offered chair though only on the edge, drawing his sword, and propping it against the front of the chair beside him "what do you want to talk about?" He sits stiffly
"It's been a long time since we last chatted! How've things been with you? There must be something worth telling me! You know how much I love gossip"
"Just the usual. Causing wars, death, revolutions that cause tyrants. Those kinds of things" he shrugged, his armor clanking slightly, "what of you, sister?"
"You know I'm boring! The things I have to do to remain on top. Not too long ago, I created children, and, in my benevolence, I gave them the gift of change! They should take after their mother after all. Anyway, one of them, I swear, as soon as I finished, he made himself more elegant than me? Can you believe it?"
"You are always obsessed with being the best" it was said with no malice, A rare thing, just statement of fact "I'm Beginning to grow my army. After all, what good is a war and destruction, if you don't at least do some damage"
*Ps, is there a like story behind why she's crustacean like? I have a suspicion but I just wanted to ask*
"Oh? I look forward to seeing your destruction. Is there even civilization yet to destroy?"
"I know of one, actually, it's ruled by a god parallel to my reasons. War if I remember correctly. But I don't want to risk going after them yet. They've been in this world a lot longer and probably are a lot more prepared. There's also a... Very large machine. With what appears to be weapons of mass destruction. I may temporarily align with them so I may use the said weapons. And then there are smaller settlements around. But I need to gather up my forces first" he seems in bothered and unrushed
"Well, no one makes war like you. I'm sure you'll raze them to the ground. For my part, I'll probably find a nice entertainment district to set up shop. You remember the audiences I used to pull, surely?"
*I forgot to explain. She's crustacean like bc the embodiment of envy in some translations of the bible is leviathan, and she already had a bug thing going on*
"Of course. And how you often attempt to steal part of their personality. You really do take a lot from random people" he glanced at her more spiky and armor-like shell
"I'm making myself better. It's the sincerest form of flattery, you know. And I deserve those interesting parts more than them anyway"
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Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
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"Just the usual. Causing wars, death, revolutions that cause tyrants. Those kinds of things" he shrugged, his armor clanking slightly, "what of you, sister?"
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
"You know I'm boring! The things I have to do to remain on top. Not too long ago, I created children, and, in my benevolence, I gave them the gift of change! They should take after their mother after all. Anyway, one of them, I swear, as soon as I finished, he made himself more elegant than me? Can you believe it?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
"You are always obsessed with being the best" it was said with no malice, A rare thing, just statement of fact "I'm Beginning to grow my army. After all, what good is a war and destruction, if you don't at least do some damage"
*Ps, is there a like story behind why she's crustacean like? I have a suspicion but I just wanted to ask*
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
"Oh? I look forward to seeing your destruction. Is there even civilization yet to destroy?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*I am looking forward to killing the siblings*
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*Hey!*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
"I know of one, actually, it's ruled by a god parallel to my reasons. War if I remember correctly. But I don't want to risk going after them yet. They've been in this world a lot longer and probably are a lot more prepared. There's also a... Very large machine. With what appears to be weapons of mass destruction. I may temporarily align with them so I may use the said weapons. And then there are smaller settlements around. But I need to gather up my forces first" he seems in bothered and unrushed
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*They are clearly evil*
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*Bellumor doesn't plan on fighting yet. He may be wrath, but he's not stupid*
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
"Well, no one makes war like you. I'm sure you'll raze them to the ground. For my part, I'll probably find a nice entertainment district to set up shop. You remember the audiences I used to pull, surely?"
*I forgot to explain. She's crustacean like bc the embodiment of envy in some translations of the bible is leviathan, and she already had a bug thing going on*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*Yeah but they're fun!*
*I do like her, so if you could hold off killing her for a bit. And you might have to fight kather for the privilege*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*Eeh. He was made by sapient creatures technically. Since as I assume, Certain deities, especially ones made by emotion have to you know have a creature feel that emotion first*
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
"Of course. And how you often attempt to steal part of their personality. You really do take a lot from random people" he glanced at her more spiky and armor-like shell
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*Fine,but i will burn one alive*
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"I'm making myself better. It's the sincerest form of flattery, you know. And I deserve those interesting parts more than them anyway"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*cut with cap*
"You are basically a mixture of a crab and a bug right now. At least our other siblings aren't here"
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
"Yes, I was waiting for them. I can't wait to see dearest greed again, it's been too long"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
"I'm not so excited for lust. Pride at least has class. Even if it's to be better than everyone else."
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
(Okay hmm)
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
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Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!