*I have wrath (bellumor) Tempus and The Construct*
*I would like to rp with Bellumor or The Construct
*Who you being?*
*:|*
*guess*
*You only have ignus dont you?*
*Well I'll be bellumor, since The Construct has already met ignus*
*Kk*
A wave of Malice overcame the area, as a figure appears near the volcano, face masked by a horned blackmetal helmet, and the rest of the metal armor spiked at the shoulders, elbows, and knees, the edges of the armor instead of being sharp glowing with a red light, and nearly absorbing outside light rather than reflecting it
A tall woman, muscular and proud stands, watching the area. Her arms are crossed, but flexed, seemingly ready for any moment. She has a quick cut off on her neck that has a ring of pure gold held above it, both like a halo and a head; it stands vertically and looks to be as proud as her. She taps her foot, and grabs the head ring, pulling it to float horizontal on her neck, growing a water buffalo head out of the ring, her legs turning more ungulate as a tuft of fur comes out of her pecs, and she grows a tail like one. Shifting the shape that she carries. She watches, her muscles stuff flexed, ready, ready if she needs to do anything. She carries the personality of someone willing to lose everything for others.
*wanna rp?*
*Sure. Her, or any of the others?*
*Sea would be fun*
*Like the deep sea creeture of punishment or like was that a typo?*
*the sea one*
Deep under the ocean lies a monster. Deep under the water lurks a shadow. Children sing nursery rhymes around the town of Willerton, a large a yet sleepy town; they sing of the monster in their lake. "It's a serpent! My dad saw it!" "NO! It's a grandma!" "Nuh uh. I saw was told it was a pretty woman." The truth is unclear. But its said to reap the souls of those who have broke some universal rules, and take them into its lake, and than past the brackish waters to an ocean. Everyone locks the doors at night. The beast is said to kill without mercy, but some say it holds conversation. The few things known are from some sketches, where it has gills under the throat, a human body, and far too many fins on its head. Recently, it has been seen a tail is rising.
She is watching from a rock in her lake, sighing as she waits. She flicks her tail, and stretches her far too long fingers. She blinks.
*I have wrath (bellumor) Tempus and The Construct*
*I would like to rp with Bellumor or The Construct
*Who you being?*
*:|*
*guess*
*You only have ignus dont you?*
*Well I'll be bellumor, since The Construct has already met ignus*
*Kk*
A wave of Malice overcame the area, as a figure appears near the volcano, face masked by a horned blackmetal helmet, and the rest of the metal armor spiked at the shoulders, elbows, and knees, the edges of the armor instead of being sharp glowing with a red light, and nearly absorbing outside light rather than reflecting it
*Ignis is in avatar mode*
"Greetings
"Interesting place you have here" his voice is... Rather flat. So it's hard to tell whether he's honest or being sarcastic. "You know being next to a volcano would be dangerous for any other being besides of God. And where are your followers?"
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FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
A tall woman, muscular and proud stands, watching the area. Her arms are crossed, but flexed, seemingly ready for any moment. She has a quick cut off on her neck that has a ring of pure gold held above it, both like a halo and a head; it stands vertically and looks to be as proud as her. She taps her foot, and grabs the head ring, pulling it to float horizontal on her neck, growing a water buffalo head out of the ring, her legs turning more ungulate as a tuft of fur comes out of her pecs, and she grows a tail like one. Shifting the shape that she carries. She watches, her muscles stuff flexed, ready, ready if she needs to do anything. She carries the personality of someone willing to lose everything for others.
*wanna rp?*
*Sure. Her, or any of the others?*
*Sea would be fun*
*Like the deep sea creeture of punishment or like was that a typo?*
*the sea one*
Deep under the ocean lies a monster. Deep under the water lurks a shadow. Children sing nursery rhymes around the town of Willerton, a large a yet sleepy town; they sing of the monster in their lake. "It's a serpent! My dad saw it!" "NO! It's a grandma!" "Nuh uh. I saw was told it was a pretty woman." The truth is unclear. But its said to reap the souls of those who have broke some universal rules, and take them into its lake, and than past the brackish waters to an ocean. Everyone locks the doors at night. The beast is said to kill without mercy, but some say it holds conversation. The few things known are from some sketches, where it has gills under the throat, a human body, and far too many fins on its head. Recently, it has been seen a tail is rising.
She is watching from a rock in her lake, sighing as she waits. She flicks her tail, and stretches her far too long fingers. She blinks.
"Hello"Ignis says
She stares to them, her gills pulsating as she breaths, her frills twitching. "Hello. Who are you?" She asks, seemingly a bit offended.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!
*I have wrath (bellumor) Tempus and The Construct*
*I would like to rp with Bellumor or The Construct
*Who you being?*
*:|*
*guess*
*You only have ignus dont you?*
*Well I'll be bellumor, since The Construct has already met ignus*
*Kk*
A wave of Malice overcame the area, as a figure appears near the volcano, face masked by a horned blackmetal helmet, and the rest of the metal armor spiked at the shoulders, elbows, and knees, the edges of the armor instead of being sharp glowing with a red light, and nearly absorbing outside light rather than reflecting it
*Ignis is in avatar mode*
"Greetings
"Interesting place you have here" his voice is... Rather flat. So it's hard to tell whether he's honest or being sarcastic. "You know being next to a volcano would be dangerous for any other being besides of God. And where are your followers?"
A tall woman, muscular and proud stands, watching the area. Her arms are crossed, but flexed, seemingly ready for any moment. She has a quick cut off on her neck that has a ring of pure gold held above it, both like a halo and a head; it stands vertically and looks to be as proud as her. She taps her foot, and grabs the head ring, pulling it to float horizontal on her neck, growing a water buffalo head out of the ring, her legs turning more ungulate as a tuft of fur comes out of her pecs, and she grows a tail like one. Shifting the shape that she carries. She watches, her muscles stuff flexed, ready, ready if she needs to do anything. She carries the personality of someone willing to lose everything for others.
*wanna rp?*
*Sure. Her, or any of the others?*
*Sea would be fun*
*Like the deep sea creeture of punishment or like was that a typo?*
*the sea one*
Deep under the ocean lies a monster. Deep under the water lurks a shadow. Children sing nursery rhymes around the town of Willerton, a large a yet sleepy town; they sing of the monster in their lake. "It's a serpent! My dad saw it!" "NO! It's a grandma!" "Nuh uh. I saw was told it was a pretty woman." The truth is unclear. But its said to reap the souls of those who have broke some universal rules, and take them into its lake, and than past the brackish waters to an ocean. Everyone locks the doors at night. The beast is said to kill without mercy, but some say it holds conversation. The few things known are from some sketches, where it has gills under the throat, a human body, and far too many fins on its head. Recently, it has been seen a tail is rising.
She is watching from a rock in her lake, sighing as she waits. She flicks her tail, and stretches her far too long fingers. She blinks.
"Hello"Ignis says
She stares to them, her gills pulsating as she breaths, her frills twitching. "Hello. Who are you?" She asks, seemingly a bit offended.
*I have wrath (bellumor) Tempus and The Construct*
*I would like to rp with Bellumor or The Construct
*Who you being?*
*:|*
*guess*
*You only have ignus dont you?*
*Well I'll be bellumor, since The Construct has already met ignus*
*Kk*
A wave of Malice overcame the area, as a figure appears near the volcano, face masked by a horned blackmetal helmet, and the rest of the metal armor spiked at the shoulders, elbows, and knees, the edges of the armor instead of being sharp glowing with a red light, and nearly absorbing outside light rather than reflecting it
*Ignis is in avatar mode*
"Greetings
"Interesting place you have here" his voice is... Rather flat. So it's hard to tell whether he's honest or being sarcastic. "You know being next to a volcano would be dangerous for any other being besides of God. And where are your followers?"
"Inside,where are your followers?"
He gestured behind him, where two figures in similar but smaller spiked armor, now pointed out were obvious. "Right here"
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FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
A tall woman, muscular and proud stands, watching the area. Her arms are crossed, but flexed, seemingly ready for any moment. She has a quick cut off on her neck that has a ring of pure gold held above it, both like a halo and a head; it stands vertically and looks to be as proud as her. She taps her foot, and grabs the head ring, pulling it to float horizontal on her neck, growing a water buffalo head out of the ring, her legs turning more ungulate as a tuft of fur comes out of her pecs, and she grows a tail like one. Shifting the shape that she carries. She watches, her muscles stuff flexed, ready, ready if she needs to do anything. She carries the personality of someone willing to lose everything for others.
*wanna rp?*
*Sure. Her, or any of the others?*
*Sea would be fun*
*Like the deep sea creeture of punishment or like was that a typo?*
*the sea one*
Deep under the ocean lies a monster. Deep under the water lurks a shadow. Children sing nursery rhymes around the town of Willerton, a large a yet sleepy town; they sing of the monster in their lake. "It's a serpent! My dad saw it!" "NO! It's a grandma!" "Nuh uh. I saw was told it was a pretty woman." The truth is unclear. But its said to reap the souls of those who have broke some universal rules, and take them into its lake, and than past the brackish waters to an ocean. Everyone locks the doors at night. The beast is said to kill without mercy, but some say it holds conversation. The few things known are from some sketches, where it has gills under the throat, a human body, and far too many fins on its head. Recently, it has been seen a tail is rising.
She is watching from a rock in her lake, sighing as she waits. She flicks her tail, and stretches her far too long fingers. She blinks.
"Hello"Ignis says
She stares to them, her gills pulsating as she breaths, her frills twitching. "Hello. Who are you?" She asks, seemingly a bit offended.
"Ignis,and you are?"
"Generally referred to as a beast, a monster, a [GP], a [GP2], or the Willerton Watcher."
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!
A tall woman, muscular and proud stands, watching the area. Her arms are crossed, but flexed, seemingly ready for any moment. She has a quick cut off on her neck that has a ring of pure gold held above it, both like a halo and a head; it stands vertically and looks to be as proud as her. She taps her foot, and grabs the head ring, pulling it to float horizontal on her neck, growing a water buffalo head out of the ring, her legs turning more ungulate as a tuft of fur comes out of her pecs, and she grows a tail like one. Shifting the shape that she carries. She watches, her muscles stuff flexed, ready, ready if she needs to do anything. She carries the personality of someone willing to lose everything for others.
*wanna rp?*
*Sure. Her, or any of the others?*
*Sea would be fun*
*Like the deep sea creeture of punishment or like was that a typo?*
*the sea one*
Deep under the ocean lies a monster. Deep under the water lurks a shadow. Children sing nursery rhymes around the town of Willerton, a large a yet sleepy town; they sing of the monster in their lake. "It's a serpent! My dad saw it!" "NO! It's a grandma!" "Nuh uh. I saw was told it was a pretty woman." The truth is unclear. But its said to reap the souls of those who have broke some universal rules, and take them into its lake, and than past the brackish waters to an ocean. Everyone locks the doors at night. The beast is said to kill without mercy, but some say it holds conversation. The few things known are from some sketches, where it has gills under the throat, a human body, and far too many fins on its head. Recently, it has been seen a tail is rising.
She is watching from a rock in her lake, sighing as she waits. She flicks her tail, and stretches her far too long fingers. She blinks.
"Hello"Ignis says
She stares to them, her gills pulsating as she breaths, her frills twitching. "Hello. Who are you?" She asks, seemingly a bit offended.
"Ignis,and you are?"
"Generally referred to as a beast, a monster, a [GP], a [GP2], or the Willerton Watcher."
*I have wrath (bellumor) Tempus and The Construct*
*I would like to rp with Bellumor or The Construct
*Who you being?*
*:|*
*guess*
*You only have ignus dont you?*
*Well I'll be bellumor, since The Construct has already met ignus*
*Kk*
A wave of Malice overcame the area, as a figure appears near the volcano, face masked by a horned blackmetal helmet, and the rest of the metal armor spiked at the shoulders, elbows, and knees, the edges of the armor instead of being sharp glowing with a red light, and nearly absorbing outside light rather than reflecting it
*Ignis is in avatar mode*
"Greetings
"Interesting place you have here" his voice is... Rather flat. So it's hard to tell whether he's honest or being sarcastic. "You know being next to a volcano would be dangerous for any other being besides of God. And where are your followers?"
"Inside,where are your followers?"
He gestured behind him, where two figures in similar but smaller spiked armor, now pointed out were obvious. "Right here"
A tall woman, muscular and proud stands, watching the area. Her arms are crossed, but flexed, seemingly ready for any moment. She has a quick cut off on her neck that has a ring of pure gold held above it, both like a halo and a head; it stands vertically and looks to be as proud as her. She taps her foot, and grabs the head ring, pulling it to float horizontal on her neck, growing a water buffalo head out of the ring, her legs turning more ungulate as a tuft of fur comes out of her pecs, and she grows a tail like one. Shifting the shape that she carries. She watches, her muscles stuff flexed, ready, ready if she needs to do anything. She carries the personality of someone willing to lose everything for others.
*wanna rp?*
*Sure. Her, or any of the others?*
*Sea would be fun*
*Like the deep sea creeture of punishment or like was that a typo?*
*the sea one*
Deep under the ocean lies a monster. Deep under the water lurks a shadow. Children sing nursery rhymes around the town of Willerton, a large a yet sleepy town; they sing of the monster in their lake. "It's a serpent! My dad saw it!" "NO! It's a grandma!" "Nuh uh. I saw was told it was a pretty woman." The truth is unclear. But its said to reap the souls of those who have broke some universal rules, and take them into its lake, and than past the brackish waters to an ocean. Everyone locks the doors at night. The beast is said to kill without mercy, but some say it holds conversation. The few things known are from some sketches, where it has gills under the throat, a human body, and far too many fins on its head. Recently, it has been seen a tail is rising.
She is watching from a rock in her lake, sighing as she waits. She flicks her tail, and stretches her far too long fingers. She blinks.
"Hello"Ignis says
She stares to them, her gills pulsating as she breaths, her frills twitching. "Hello. Who are you?" She asks, seemingly a bit offended.
"Ignis,and you are?"
"Generally referred to as a beast, a monster, a [GP], a [GP2], or the Willerton Watcher."
"Those titles a rather strange"
She lets out a terrible, terrible chortling chuckle, her gills vibrating. It has a hiss under it.
"They despise me, but yet make me the story of their town."
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!
A tall woman, muscular and proud stands, watching the area. Her arms are crossed, but flexed, seemingly ready for any moment. She has a quick cut off on her neck that has a ring of pure gold held above it, both like a halo and a head; it stands vertically and looks to be as proud as her. She taps her foot, and grabs the head ring, pulling it to float horizontal on her neck, growing a water buffalo head out of the ring, her legs turning more ungulate as a tuft of fur comes out of her pecs, and she grows a tail like one. Shifting the shape that she carries. She watches, her muscles stuff flexed, ready, ready if she needs to do anything. She carries the personality of someone willing to lose everything for others.
*wanna rp?*
*Sure. Her, or any of the others?*
*Sea would be fun*
*Like the deep sea creeture of punishment or like was that a typo?*
*the sea one*
Deep under the ocean lies a monster. Deep under the water lurks a shadow. Children sing nursery rhymes around the town of Willerton, a large a yet sleepy town; they sing of the monster in their lake. "It's a serpent! My dad saw it!" "NO! It's a grandma!" "Nuh uh. I saw was told it was a pretty woman." The truth is unclear. But its said to reap the souls of those who have broke some universal rules, and take them into its lake, and than past the brackish waters to an ocean. Everyone locks the doors at night. The beast is said to kill without mercy, but some say it holds conversation. The few things known are from some sketches, where it has gills under the throat, a human body, and far too many fins on its head. Recently, it has been seen a tail is rising.
She is watching from a rock in her lake, sighing as she waits. She flicks her tail, and stretches her far too long fingers. She blinks.
"Hello"Ignis says
She stares to them, her gills pulsating as she breaths, her frills twitching. "Hello. Who are you?" She asks, seemingly a bit offended.
"Ignis,and you are?"
"Generally referred to as a beast, a monster, a [GP], a [GP2], or the Willerton Watcher."
"Those titles a rather strange"
She lets out a terrible, terrible chortling chuckle, her gills vibrating. It has a hiss under it.
"They despise me, but yet make me the story of their town."
"I why do they despise you?mortals are rather easy to please"
A tall woman, muscular and proud stands, watching the area. Her arms are crossed, but flexed, seemingly ready for any moment. She has a quick cut off on her neck that has a ring of pure gold held above it, both like a halo and a head; it stands vertically and looks to be as proud as her. She taps her foot, and grabs the head ring, pulling it to float horizontal on her neck, growing a water buffalo head out of the ring, her legs turning more ungulate as a tuft of fur comes out of her pecs, and she grows a tail like one. Shifting the shape that she carries. She watches, her muscles stuff flexed, ready, ready if she needs to do anything. She carries the personality of someone willing to lose everything for others.
*wanna rp?*
*Sure. Her, or any of the others?*
*Sea would be fun*
*Like the deep sea creeture of punishment or like was that a typo?*
*the sea one*
Deep under the ocean lies a monster. Deep under the water lurks a shadow. Children sing nursery rhymes around the town of Willerton, a large a yet sleepy town; they sing of the monster in their lake. "It's a serpent! My dad saw it!" "NO! It's a grandma!" "Nuh uh. I saw was told it was a pretty woman." The truth is unclear. But its said to reap the souls of those who have broke some universal rules, and take them into its lake, and than past the brackish waters to an ocean. Everyone locks the doors at night. The beast is said to kill without mercy, but some say it holds conversation. The few things known are from some sketches, where it has gills under the throat, a human body, and far too many fins on its head. Recently, it has been seen a tail is rising.
She is watching from a rock in her lake, sighing as she waits. She flicks her tail, and stretches her far too long fingers. She blinks.
"Hello"Ignis says
She stares to them, her gills pulsating as she breaths, her frills twitching. "Hello. Who are you?" She asks, seemingly a bit offended.
"Ignis,and you are?"
"Generally referred to as a beast, a monster, a [GP], a [GP2], or the Willerton Watcher."
"Those titles a rather strange"
She lets out a terrible, terrible chortling chuckle, her gills vibrating. It has a hiss under it.
"They despise me, but yet make me the story of their town."
"I why do they despise you?mortals are rather easy to please"
"Well, when you are a tool of the god of death, and not of afterlife, you tend to kill, or to simply take the dying. And mortals tend to hate that."
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!
*I have wrath (bellumor) Tempus and The Construct*
*I would like to rp with Bellumor or The Construct
*Who you being?*
*:|*
*guess*
*You only have ignus dont you?*
*Well I'll be bellumor, since The Construct has already met ignus*
*Kk*
A wave of Malice overcame the area, as a figure appears near the volcano, face masked by a horned blackmetal helmet, and the rest of the metal armor spiked at the shoulders, elbows, and knees, the edges of the armor instead of being sharp glowing with a red light, and nearly absorbing outside light rather than reflecting it
*Ignis is in avatar mode*
"Greetings
"Interesting place you have here" his voice is... Rather flat. So it's hard to tell whether he's honest or being sarcastic. "You know being next to a volcano would be dangerous for any other being besides of God. And where are your followers?"
"Inside,where are your followers?"
He gestured behind him, where two figures in similar but smaller spiked armor, now pointed out were obvious. "Right here"
"Why are you here?"
"Exploration, possible alliances, and of course future enemies. But I separate alliances and enemies. What side would you like to be on?"
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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
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!
*I have wrath (bellumor) Tempus and The Construct*
*I would like to rp with Bellumor or The Construct
*Who you being?*
*:|*
*guess*
*You only have ignus dont you?*
*Well I'll be bellumor, since The Construct has already met ignus*
*Kk*
A wave of Malice overcame the area, as a figure appears near the volcano, face masked by a horned blackmetal helmet, and the rest of the metal armor spiked at the shoulders, elbows, and knees, the edges of the armor instead of being sharp glowing with a red light, and nearly absorbing outside light rather than reflecting it
*Ignis is in avatar mode*
"Greetings
"Interesting place you have here" his voice is... Rather flat. So it's hard to tell whether he's honest or being sarcastic. "You know being next to a volcano would be dangerous for any other being besides of God. And where are your followers?"
"Inside,where are your followers?"
He gestured behind him, where two figures in similar but smaller spiked armor, now pointed out were obvious. "Right here"
"Why are you here?"
"Exploration, possible alliances, and of course future enemies. But I separate alliances and enemies. What side would you like to be on?"
A tall woman, muscular and proud stands, watching the area. Her arms are crossed, but flexed, seemingly ready for any moment. She has a quick cut off on her neck that has a ring of pure gold held above it, both like a halo and a head; it stands vertically and looks to be as proud as her. She taps her foot, and grabs the head ring, pulling it to float horizontal on her neck, growing a water buffalo head out of the ring, her legs turning more ungulate as a tuft of fur comes out of her pecs, and she grows a tail like one. Shifting the shape that she carries. She watches, her muscles stuff flexed, ready, ready if she needs to do anything. She carries the personality of someone willing to lose everything for others.
*wanna rp?*
*Sure. Her, or any of the others?*
*Sea would be fun*
*Like the deep sea creeture of punishment or like was that a typo?*
*the sea one*
Deep under the ocean lies a monster. Deep under the water lurks a shadow. Children sing nursery rhymes around the town of Willerton, a large a yet sleepy town; they sing of the monster in their lake. "It's a serpent! My dad saw it!" "NO! It's a grandma!" "Nuh uh. I saw was told it was a pretty woman." The truth is unclear. But its said to reap the souls of those who have broke some universal rules, and take them into its lake, and than past the brackish waters to an ocean. Everyone locks the doors at night. The beast is said to kill without mercy, but some say it holds conversation. The few things known are from some sketches, where it has gills under the throat, a human body, and far too many fins on its head. Recently, it has been seen a tail is rising.
She is watching from a rock in her lake, sighing as she waits. She flicks her tail, and stretches her far too long fingers. She blinks.
"Hello"Ignis says
She stares to them, her gills pulsating as she breaths, her frills twitching. "Hello. Who are you?" She asks, seemingly a bit offended.
"Ignis,and you are?"
"Generally referred to as a beast, a monster, a [GP], a [GP2], or the Willerton Watcher."
"Those titles a rather strange"
She lets out a terrible, terrible chortling chuckle, her gills vibrating. It has a hiss under it.
"They despise me, but yet make me the story of their town."
"I why do they despise you?mortals are rather easy to please"
"Well, when you are a tool of the god of death, and not of afterlife, you tend to kill, or to simply take the dying. And mortals tend to hate that."
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!
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*Ignis is in avatar mode*
"Greetings
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"Interesting place you have here" his voice is... Rather flat. So it's hard to tell whether he's honest or being sarcastic. "You know being next to a volcano would be dangerous for any other being besides of God. And where are your followers?"
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FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
She stares to them, her gills pulsating as she breaths, her frills twitching. "Hello. Who are you?" She asks, seemingly a bit offended.
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!
"Inside,where are your followers?"
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"Ignis,and you are?"
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He gestured behind him, where two figures in similar but smaller spiked armor, now pointed out were obvious. "Right here"
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
"Generally referred to as a beast, a monster, a [GP], a [GP2], or the Willerton Watcher."
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!
Arachnis: 6
Umbra: 3
Hiii :3
15yo cancer, bisexual(maybe Pan?), Genderfluid femboy, prefer She/They but don’t mind what pronouns you call me
Love all soulsbourne and soulslike games + metroidvanias. also play dbd but not much
Tokyo Ghoul is peak cinema, resident evil is the best, Creep is a good horror movie
Best movie OAT is thankskilling
(U has spider? Dammmn. Should I make the nypmhmother?)
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!
"Those titles a rather strange"
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"Why are you here?"
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She lets out a terrible, terrible chortling chuckle, her gills vibrating. It has a hiss under it.
"They despise me, but yet make me the story of their town."
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!
"I why do they despise you?mortals are rather easy to please"
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"Well, when you are a tool of the god of death, and not of afterlife, you tend to kill, or to simply take the dying. And mortals tend to hate that."
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!
"Exploration, possible alliances, and of course future enemies. But I separate alliances and enemies. What side would you like to be on?"
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
My Gods and their themes and stuff:
The Jester (Insane chaos jester. What is their domain? IDK?)
(Unnamed) Willerton Watcher (Death at sea, inevitability)
Carmilla Lilith (God of Death, child who doesn't mean to send those to the god of the afterlife, but well uhm her life is just like that)
Mhauzhihais (Malihas) (God of documentation of history and the repeating of cycles)
Vhyf (Bravery, self sacrafice)
The Nymphmother (Nymphed hexapods (like mantises and grasshoppers and stuff))
??? (???) Secret
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!
"The best side for mortals"
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"Are you a replacement?"
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"Ha! No. No." She chuckles, flesh flaring at her gills as water spills out.
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Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
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!