ImportantNobody

Chaos Is Born

As Myrda finished discarding the energy attached to her arm, she watched it dissipate around herself and then turned back to face him.

“I see you are-“ she began, only to find him virtually flying towards her on the wind, an odd sight to be sure. Unfortunately for him he would be crashing into what could be described as a wall of metal. She didn’t budge from her position, instead bracing herself, hoping that he would take himself out when the two collided, which would be quite a hilarious way to go if she did say so herself. The two hit and her feet slid back a couple of inches. She let out a grunt, but managed to maintain her balance enough to remain on her feet. She attempted to deliver a powerful headbutt against his own head while the two were in such close proximity and his chances of avoiding such an attack was more slim. As she did so her arms began to extend on either side of him to envelop him in her grasp. Her sword was too large to stab him at the moment so she preferred more of a grapple match for the time being.

Chaos Is Born

I'll do a post tomorrow. I've been distracted by For Honor, a new game.

(EDIT: My apologies, I get too tired yesterday)

Belching Fire and Poison, the Battle of the Brainless.

@LeeRoy Bump

Chaos Is Born

A little shorter than usual post but wasn't sure what else to have her do for that moment.

Chaos Is Born

If it wasn’t just Myrda’s imagination, the man appeared to be growing healthier in addition to the far more obvious eye glow. Fascinating how he was able to use healing magic on himself in such a way, or perhaps it was some sort of innate ability that he possessed? She didn’t have much time to wonder as he rudely interrupted her planned speech with a burst of energy. She sprung to her right side to partially avoid it but some of it managed to latch onto her left gauntlet. She looked over at it, not changing her facial expression from her casual look. With a powerful flick of her wrist, she hoped that it would be enough to dislodge this invasive energy.

As she did so she looked back over to him.

“Hey, you better not be running,” she ordered, still shaking her arm around if the energy wouldn’t come off, although she suspected that it would.

The Battlefield

Its nice to see a newcomer this active here for a change. By the way, I haven't joined yet because there's no good opportunity if it's just you two fighting. My character would just be observing...which could be funny depending on how that's handled.

Chaos Is Born

Forgot we got a post out. Will do one later today

Arena Chat Thread

You know what? I have a fantasy setting in mind with a huge plot twist. There's this large empire...and it's not super evil bent on world domination! They'll never see it coming. Like, there's foreshadowing of tropes seen in evil empires, but it's all red herrings and misunderstandings. XD Like this gravely voiced guy high up in the empire with an eyepatch, ominous word choices, and dramatic posing is actually a nice guy.

Belching Fire and Poison, the Battle of the Brainless.

@ImportantNobody
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@LeeRoy

While you were doing that, I just massacred thousands of guinea pigs.

CREEPING DEATH (Nobody Vs. Doc)

Nillie couldn’t say that she’d ever smothered a rodent to death underneath her bodyweight before, but perhaps there was a first time for everything, not matter how insane it might sound. Insane and just a tad bit horrific. Now that the adrenaline was beginning to wear off she gained a disgusted expression on her face, tossing the mangled rodent aside as she stood, the second dead one falling to the ground between her feet now that she had released the pressure on it. She could feel it slither limply all the way down the inside of her clothing. She shivered.

And that’s when she made eye contact with the little girl. Neither diverted their eyes, the girl staring deep into Nillie’s soul unceasingly and without mercy. Nillie shivered again, this time even worse than before. She shifted nervously on her feet, only to hear the crunching of little bones. The little girl definitely heard. Oh dear.

“U-umm…” she nervously said out loud, scratching the back of her head. “T-t-that’s all folks!” She quoted, equating the guinea pigs to porky pig in her mind. It was a lame joke but she needed to blurt out anything she could think of to ease the tension. "...I'll see myself out," she continued, trudging back out the way she had arrived.