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5 yrs ago
Current What kind of pet dinosaur would a dragon have?
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8 yrs ago
I just found out that most of the other wolf species in north america were actually coywolves, or close enough to it. What the heck!?
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8 yrs ago
Why yes, I'm a wolf. Why do you ask?
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8 yrs ago
What's on my mind? Food, I guess.
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Interesting RP you have here! It appears you have space for one more?
Before the valiant knight could have a moment to breath, the maiden vanished from sight, and the scenery changed around him. Two more cuboidal beings appeared from thin air. They held entirely different weapons; one had a shield and a blade, the other was raising a shotgun and preparing to fire! Ezekial had no more time to assess the situation. He retreated behind one of the newly formed barriers and waited as shotgun pellets rang out through the hall.

This was a fine mess he had gotten himself in to. As long as he didn't know how much ammunition the shotgun held, he was trapped where he was. Worse still, he could the footsteps of the approaching momnsters from where he was crouching. His body tensed in anticipation. The blade he clenched in his fist was the only weapon he had against the harrowing odds. He would only have one chance if he wanted to survive.

The creatures are smart enough to use weapons, they should also be smart enough to realize that he was trapped there. By anticipating their arrival, he could prepare to take the first one to reach him by surprise and cut their throat, allowing him to use them as a living shield. Any moment now, the first creature would reach him, and then he would attack.
@ClocktowerEchos Question: Just how strong are these pellets?
It was a spirited and well fought battle. I wish you well, Eisenhorn.
He was only just awakening from what seemed like a deep sleep, and there was already a crisis arising. The hooded warrior could not bear to watch as the maiden was assaulted by the cuboid villain. If only there were some way for him to aid her in her struggle.

Wait, what was that strange weight at his side? Something strange was hanging from his waist. As he brushed his hand over it, memories came flooding in to him. An overwhelming feeling of strength washed over the him. It was clear that he had known this weapon intimately for years. It wasn't just any old blade, was his saber from his unknown past.

His hand wrapped around the saber's hilt as if it were an old friend. With practiced dexterity, the blade slid from its sheath and aimed straight at the heart of the monster. There wasn't a moment to lose if we was to rescue her. With the fire in his heart burning strong, he rushed at his opponent. By god, his sword was going to slash through the creature's heart if it was the last thing he ever did!


I'm so glad you asked! I'll have my post up today!

The jaws theme was much better, seeing as it reflects my malicious intent perfectly. I'm still waiting on Clocku to approve my character anyway.
Aaaaand finished! When you find room, let me know.

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