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(By the way,no judging or something of the sorts,this is just a little request.
Can you warn me whenever something comes up and you won't be up on FR?
This way I won't spam the thread bumps and frequent pings.)
(By the way,no judging or something of the sorts,this is just a little request.
Can you warn me whenever something comes up and you won't be up on FR?
This way I won't spam the thread bumps and frequent pings.)
1623183848670.png Clan Tainted shadows
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Lore clan
+9H FR
"Don't forget to smile from time to time."
1617910529009-1.png Always interested in RPing!
Bio codes! (Free)
((Sure!))
[Serket sighed, laying down on her back as she watched the surface of the dream bubbles shimmer. She was already bored out of her mind-but what was there to do? She yelped when something kicked her in the side and scrambled to her feet, coming face to face with another dragon. Said dragon looked exactly like Meenah-with the exception that she wasn't quite an adult and had the ghostly white eyes of all the ghosts. She grinned wildly, her shark like fangs glinting in the light as she spoke.]
[``Hey, Aranea-gill. Water you dewing just laying around here?``]
[Serket groaned at the ridiculous amount of water puns, though at least the new dragon wasn't getting on her nerves-yet. The dragon gestured behind her at a crowd of ghosts, standing around on a sand dune. Many of the ghosts looked like dragons still alive or around-Ghosts that looked just like Pyrope, Tsunami, Makara, Strider, Lalonde, Aranea, Damara, and others with minor changes. The dragon grinned wider, speaking again.]
[``Doesn't matter what you were up to. Wanna join my army-full-of-dead-people?``]
((Sure!))
[Serket sighed, laying down on her back as she watched the surface of the dream bubbles shimmer. She was already bored out of her mind-but what was there to do? She yelped when something kicked her in the side and scrambled to her feet, coming face to face with another dragon. Said dragon looked exactly like Meenah-with the exception that she wasn't quite an adult and had the ghostly white eyes of all the ghosts. She grinned wildly, her shark like fangs glinting in the light as she spoke.]
[``Hey, Aranea-gill. Water you dewing just laying around here?``]
[Serket groaned at the ridiculous amount of water puns, though at least the new dragon wasn't getting on her nerves-yet. The dragon gestured behind her at a crowd of ghosts, standing around on a sand dune. Many of the ghosts looked like dragons still alive or around-Ghosts that looked just like Pyrope, Tsunami, Makara, Strider, Lalonde, Aranea, Damara, and others with minor changes. The dragon grinned wider, speaking again.]
[``Doesn't matter what you were up to. Wanna join my army-full-of-dead-people?``]
The Alchemist reappeared back into his realm,falling on the ground with a loud thud sound,his fall caused him to get tangled up in his tail,steely wings sprawled on the stone floor.
Jevudhat groaned quietly and untangled himself then rose up,his wings retracted into his back.He looked around and froze,panic beginning to creep up on him.
Rarszozs,he is gone!
Without thinking,the Alchemist accidentally triggered his grim dark powers and started teleporting to random locations,appearing and disappearing in a flash of dull blue flames.

Meanwhile Rarszozs was dropped in seemingly the middle of nowhere in one of the dream bubbles.He lay on the ground face first,completely limp.
in a pool of his own blood as the blade got driven deeper,finishing him off.
A clock thing appeared above him to judge his fate and death.

Avro heard something fall and turned to look at it,it was a Serthis.
He looked around and decided to help this person so he slowly approached the beast.
The Alchemist reappeared back into his realm,falling on the ground with a loud thud sound,his fall caused him to get tangled up in his tail,steely wings sprawled on the stone floor.
Jevudhat groaned quietly and untangled himself then rose up,his wings retracted into his back.He looked around and froze,panic beginning to creep up on him.
Rarszozs,he is gone!
Without thinking,the Alchemist accidentally triggered his grim dark powers and started teleporting to random locations,appearing and disappearing in a flash of dull blue flames.

Meanwhile Rarszozs was dropped in seemingly the middle of nowhere in one of the dream bubbles.He lay on the ground face first,completely limp.
in a pool of his own blood as the blade got driven deeper,finishing him off.
A clock thing appeared above him to judge his fate and death.

Avro heard something fall and turned to look at it,it was a Serthis.
He looked around and decided to help this person so he slowly approached the beast.
1623183848670.png Clan Tainted shadows
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Lore clan
+9H FR
"Don't forget to smile from time to time."
1617910529009-1.png Always interested in RPing!
Bio codes! (Free)
[The clock's pendulum slowly sung back and forth between the two colored sides- Just and Heroic. It eventually settled straight down the middle of the two, the clock chiming three times as it settled. The clock faded away as the beasts body started to shimmer, his body changing to reflect the night sky. Slowly the reflection faded away, taking the wounds with it-though for now he was still unconscious.]

[Meenah opened her mouth to keep talking but was shoved away by a dragon who looked just like Aranea-if a bit younger and wearing pale blue glasses along with the white eyes of the other ghosts. She smiled brightly, immediately starting to talk while keeping Meenah at arms length.]
[``Meenah here is heading off towards the farthest Dream Bubbles-or at least the ones still around. See, someone who I really can't describe enough to give any form of justice has been throwing the world's biggest tantrum, effectively tearing apart the dream bubbles along the way. So, Meenah has been gathering an army too fight him-with some help of course. ``]
[The clock's pendulum slowly sung back and forth between the two colored sides- Just and Heroic. It eventually settled straight down the middle of the two, the clock chiming three times as it settled. The clock faded away as the beasts body started to shimmer, his body changing to reflect the night sky. Slowly the reflection faded away, taking the wounds with it-though for now he was still unconscious.]

[Meenah opened her mouth to keep talking but was shoved away by a dragon who looked just like Aranea-if a bit younger and wearing pale blue glasses along with the white eyes of the other ghosts. She smiled brightly, immediately starting to talk while keeping Meenah at arms length.]
[``Meenah here is heading off towards the farthest Dream Bubbles-or at least the ones still around. See, someone who I really can't describe enough to give any form of justice has been throwing the world's biggest tantrum, effectively tearing apart the dream bubbles along the way. So, Meenah has been gathering an army too fight him-with some help of course. ``]
Avro watched the whole thing with fascination and curiosity,then grabbed the unconsious beast and slung him on his back.
The air here wasn't great,it was just like ammonia-sharp,nasty and easily makes you cough your lungs off.So the dragon figured that if he gives Rarszozs a lil flight around,then the air would snap him back waking?
He spreaded his wings and took off into the sky,tail wrapping around the Serthis on instinct as he started flying around.

The alchemist appeared right in front of the purple sign for a split second then dissappeared with a flash of dull blue flames.It is good to note that since their former aspects returned back,the two no longer share a consiousness and are now separate entities so if one gets damaged or bites the dust,then the other won't feel their pain,won't get the same scars and won't go down as well.
This has its ups and downs.Up side-the damage things mentioned above,downs-they can't connect and neither of them know where the other is.
Avro watched the whole thing with fascination and curiosity,then grabbed the unconsious beast and slung him on his back.
The air here wasn't great,it was just like ammonia-sharp,nasty and easily makes you cough your lungs off.So the dragon figured that if he gives Rarszozs a lil flight around,then the air would snap him back waking?
He spreaded his wings and took off into the sky,tail wrapping around the Serthis on instinct as he started flying around.

The alchemist appeared right in front of the purple sign for a split second then dissappeared with a flash of dull blue flames.It is good to note that since their former aspects returned back,the two no longer share a consiousness and are now separate entities so if one gets damaged or bites the dust,then the other won't feel their pain,won't get the same scars and won't go down as well.
This has its ups and downs.Up side-the damage things mentioned above,downs-they can't connect and neither of them know where the other is.
1623183848670.png Clan Tainted shadows
——————————
Lore clan
+9H FR
"Don't forget to smile from time to time."
1617910529009-1.png Always interested in RPing!
Bio codes! (Free)
[Doc Scratch smiled to himself, pulling the curtains over the giant window in the middle of his office. As much as he enjoyed watching other's go about their lives, he did have things to deal with. He left his office, strolling down a massive staircase to the main lobby. He sat down at one of the couches, dropped a plate of candies onto a nearby table, and waited. As he expected, a shadowy puddle soon formed on the ground. The shadow re-shaped itself, struggling for a second before settling in the shape of a dark purple skydancer. The dragon's form was clearly unsteady, continuing to drip even after its shape was formed. Bright green patterns had also formed along the dragons back, swirling around as if alive. The dragon narrowed its eyes, opening its mouth to speak only to be cut off by Doc Scratch.]
[``Well well well, if it wasn't one of my favorites players! How long has it been since we lost spoke, Acri? A few weeks? A year, perhaps?``]
[Acri snarled, speaking with a similar echo to their voice as The Horror Terrors.]
[``Cut it, Scratch. I can tell when you're up to something-even the Horrors are riled up about it.``]
[Doc Scratch smiled to himself, pulling the curtains over the giant window in the middle of his office. As much as he enjoyed watching other's go about their lives, he did have things to deal with. He left his office, strolling down a massive staircase to the main lobby. He sat down at one of the couches, dropped a plate of candies onto a nearby table, and waited. As he expected, a shadowy puddle soon formed on the ground. The shadow re-shaped itself, struggling for a second before settling in the shape of a dark purple skydancer. The dragon's form was clearly unsteady, continuing to drip even after its shape was formed. Bright green patterns had also formed along the dragons back, swirling around as if alive. The dragon narrowed its eyes, opening its mouth to speak only to be cut off by Doc Scratch.]
[``Well well well, if it wasn't one of my favorites players! How long has it been since we lost spoke, Acri? A few weeks? A year, perhaps?``]
[Acri snarled, speaking with a similar echo to their voice as The Horror Terrors.]
[``Cut it, Scratch. I can tell when you're up to something-even the Horrors are riled up about it.``]
The nocturne kept flying around while carrying the unconsious Adept.
Suddenly he saw something that startled him and he accidentally dropped the beast.
The impact caused the serthis to wake and sit up sharply,turning his head in all directions as if looking for someone.

The Doom Heir randomly teleported to where the other players are,falling on the ground and landing rather ungracefully on his back.
It took him a moment to get back to his senses and sit up.
He tried to teleport but it failed so he tried again and failed.The serthis could feel a nagging sensation at the far back of his mind,as well as hear screeching...what are his demons up to?
Jevudhat tried to think but the noise was too much so all that was left to do is investigate.So he set on doing just that by reaching out to his demons,his tone confused and slightly irked.
What are you all screeching about?
The nocturne kept flying around while carrying the unconsious Adept.
Suddenly he saw something that startled him and he accidentally dropped the beast.
The impact caused the serthis to wake and sit up sharply,turning his head in all directions as if looking for someone.

The Doom Heir randomly teleported to where the other players are,falling on the ground and landing rather ungracefully on his back.
It took him a moment to get back to his senses and sit up.
He tried to teleport but it failed so he tried again and failed.The serthis could feel a nagging sensation at the far back of his mind,as well as hear screeching...what are his demons up to?
Jevudhat tried to think but the noise was too much so all that was left to do is investigate.So he set on doing just that by reaching out to his demons,his tone confused and slightly irked.
What are you all screeching about?
1623183848670.png Clan Tainted shadows
——————————
Lore clan
+9H FR
"Don't forget to smile from time to time."
1617910529009-1.png Always interested in RPing!
Bio codes! (Free)
[The Terrors hissed, their voices tinged with genuine panic and fear-something that most of the Terrors hadn't felt for thousands of years.]
Something isss hurting uss.
[The younger or smaller Terrors barely spoke along with the others, their normal whisperers having been replaced with pained howls. The larger of the Terrors seemed less affected, a few of them even taking bites out of the smaller Terrors in attempts to quiet them down.]
[With the Terrors distracted, other creatures of The Furthest Ring had started to get braver. Shadowy shapes floated about, staying just far away enough that the Terrors couldn't grab them. Swarms of cat-like creatures had also approached, expertly nipping at the wounded Terrors and scampering out of the way when the Terrors lashed out. Not all of them were fast enough however, resulting in a good chunk of the creatures getting either eaten or crushed.]
[The Terrors hissed, their voices tinged with genuine panic and fear-something that most of the Terrors hadn't felt for thousands of years.]
Something isss hurting uss.
[The younger or smaller Terrors barely spoke along with the others, their normal whisperers having been replaced with pained howls. The larger of the Terrors seemed less affected, a few of them even taking bites out of the smaller Terrors in attempts to quiet them down.]
[With the Terrors distracted, other creatures of The Furthest Ring had started to get braver. Shadowy shapes floated about, staying just far away enough that the Terrors couldn't grab them. Swarms of cat-like creatures had also approached, expertly nipping at the wounded Terrors and scampering out of the way when the Terrors lashed out. Not all of them were fast enough however, resulting in a good chunk of the creatures getting either eaten or crushed.]
The Alchemist furrowed his brows in confusion and looked around.
He can't use his grim powers unless the demons cooperate or are calm.So all he can do at the moment is cope,use his aspect and role powers only and hope his partner is alright and not already in severe trouble.
However the terrors' words do worry him,a lot at that-it isn't always when the horror terrors are genuinely frightened.
The Serthis stood up and started exploring around the place,trying his best to avoid the other players as much as possible-dealing with countless of questions and likely tantrums are one of the least things he wants,needs to do at the moment.Alas practically being the Grim Riper himself and being unnoticed are two things that clearly don't go well together,so you could guess that his doom powers were kind of running wild and were causing accidents-even when he did not meant to cause them.
The Alchemist furrowed his brows in confusion and looked around.
He can't use his grim powers unless the demons cooperate or are calm.So all he can do at the moment is cope,use his aspect and role powers only and hope his partner is alright and not already in severe trouble.
However the terrors' words do worry him,a lot at that-it isn't always when the horror terrors are genuinely frightened.
The Serthis stood up and started exploring around the place,trying his best to avoid the other players as much as possible-dealing with countless of questions and likely tantrums are one of the least things he wants,needs to do at the moment.Alas practically being the Grim Riper himself and being unnoticed are two things that clearly don't go well together,so you could guess that his doom powers were kind of running wild and were causing accidents-even when he did not meant to cause them.
1623183848670.png Clan Tainted shadows
——————————
Lore clan
+9H FR
"Don't forget to smile from time to time."
1617910529009-1.png Always interested in RPing!
Bio codes! (Free)
[The players in the area were just three dragons with two beasts as well, a Centaur and a Talonok. Two members of the group were in god tier attire: a spiral wearing the outfit of a Seer of Breath and the Talonok with the outfit of an Heir of Space. The group was murmuring quietly, waiting for something-though it wasn't clear what.]

[Doc Scratch laughed, pretty cheerful about the whole situation.]
[``Acri, you say that like it's my fault! I thought you would have learned by now that I'm simply a humble observer?``]
[Acri snarled, claws twitching as if she was just barely restraining herself from strangling Scratch.]
[``Observer?? It was you who started this cursed game in the first place-and you who got me roped in with the Terrors!``]
[Scratch chuckled, amused by the dragon's anger.]
[``Dear Acri, I did nothing but handed you a cue ball and told you to ask the Terrors whatever you pleased. You were the one who decided to challenge them-and then lost``|
[The players in the area were just three dragons with two beasts as well, a Centaur and a Talonok. Two members of the group were in god tier attire: a spiral wearing the outfit of a Seer of Breath and the Talonok with the outfit of an Heir of Space. The group was murmuring quietly, waiting for something-though it wasn't clear what.]

[Doc Scratch laughed, pretty cheerful about the whole situation.]
[``Acri, you say that like it's my fault! I thought you would have learned by now that I'm simply a humble observer?``]
[Acri snarled, claws twitching as if she was just barely restraining herself from strangling Scratch.]
[``Observer?? It was you who started this cursed game in the first place-and you who got me roped in with the Terrors!``]
[Scratch chuckled, amused by the dragon's anger.]
[``Dear Acri, I did nothing but handed you a cue ball and told you to ask the Terrors whatever you pleased. You were the one who decided to challenge them-and then lost``|
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