Bloodbath
(#90192454)
Crowned myself king of the tragedy genre
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Personal Style
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Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.05 m
Wingspan
6.05 m
Weight
568.76 kg
Genetics
Rust
Pharaoh (Aberration)
Pharaoh (Aberration)
Tomato
Sarcophagus (Aberration)
Sarcophagus (Aberration)
Ruby
Firebreather (Aberration)
Firebreather (Aberration)
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 12 Aberration
EXP: 14106 / 38956
STR
52
AGI
8
DEF
6
QCK
39
INT
5
VIT
8
MND
5
Biography
Death whispers softly to us...
It's a message in blood, it's your cryptic warning
it's your burning yearning need to bleed.
it's eternity in there!
I was tired of a land of diseases that were bland
I lost my soul in the make-believe
Crowned myself king of the tragedy genre.
Bittersweet Wanderlost
We traded vision for a practiced intuition.
"How on earth are you making meaningful choices?"
hazy, the days I try to foretell
im tired
In my wake lay mountains of ashtrays
respite lies ahead
probably sleeping
It's a message in blood, it's your cryptic warning
it's your burning yearning need to bleed.
it's eternity in there!
I was tired of a land of diseases that were bland
I lost my soul in the make-believe
Crowned myself king of the tragedy genre.
Bittersweet Wanderlost
We traded vision for a practiced intuition.
"How on earth are you making meaningful choices?"
hazy, the days I try to foretell
im tired
In my wake lay mountains of ashtrays
respite lies ahead
probably sleeping
Bloodbath was not immediately aware of his death.
The space that he had found himself in didn't allow him to remember much of anything before either. All he knew was that he was awake, and in the middle of nowhere. At first, he thought this to be purgatory, brief tendrils of memory grasping at his mind like darkened hands.
He’d killed others.
He’d killed others.
He had killed others.
This reminder rammed itself into his skull like a nail every so often as he looked at where he’d ended up. He looked at himself, his other head. His face was gaunt and he could see the defined lines of the skull underneath. A scarf of teeth adorned his form, spanning from his shoulder to his other one. He had a terrible headache.
Where he ended up looked similar to where he died, if he could even remember enough to make that assumption. He didn’t know. His migraine wouldn’t allow him to think. All he knew was that he was coated in blood and didn’t feel quite like himself.
…Well.
He found it better to wander around rather than to interact with the shadows along the way.
Shadows? Shadows? What shadows?
Why, the shadows of his past, of course. There would be no escaping them. No, not while he’s here.
Nothing was friendly in nowhere. Bloodbath even found himself startled by the other dragons. Dragons? Phantoms? What were they? Why did they insist on talking to him so much? Why were they being nice?
His mind was in a jumbled mess, and his thoughts were broken.
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