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5 mos ago
Current War...War never changes.
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5 mos ago
Hey 16 is the most fantasy, final fantasy has been in years rather than steampunk. It's called final fantasy not steampunk fantasy.
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5 mos ago
We can all agree that 12 sucked ass. Vaan is a stupid protagonist that I wanted so badly to die.
5 mos ago
The best final fantasy is 6 and I will die on that hill. I will die on that hill gladly and happily.
5 mos ago
Fuck you I'll drink gasoline instead.
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// PST 9:00 AM - 9:00 PM // Male - Canadian - 27yo //


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I'm getting way quicker at finishing posts faster than last year, my skills are certainly improving. It'd be nice if my IC posts got as many thumbs-ups as my OOC updates here do, not that I don't appreciate it though it just makes me wonder if I'm a competent writer.

ANYWAYS, enough of that.
And done.

Level: 1 Experience: 4/10
Location: Snowdin - Treat's Doll House Word Count: Less than 700 (+1 EXP)
Interactions: @Majoras End and @Gentlemanvaultboy


To say the skeletal sentry was scared out of his skin would be redundant, besides he was a literal skeleton he couldn't be scared out of his skin because he had none to begin with. Suffice to say he was shaking in his boots just looking at the gigantic figure of the man shrieking and covering his eyes at the sudden light that filled the hallway.

In any other circumstance Papyrus might have ran away at the first chance or even futilely attempt to get the giant to see even he could be a better person yet something initially gave the skeleton the impression that might not be as simple as he would like it to be. Therefore all he, the Great Papyrus could do was quiver in fear at the moment it roared at them.

In the light another figure appeared to be engaged in combat or trying to fight it at least in the narrow hall, a shadowy girl was entangled with the man her eyes red and skin a dusky grey whom seemed to become startled of all things by him of all skeletons! She looked as though she had seen a ghost, raising a hand to shout and point a finger at Papyrus trying to say something before getting subsequently cutoff as the man lunged at her, picking her up and throwing her straight down the hall at the three of them out of frustration.

"GREAT GOOGLEY MOOGLEY!" the skeleton goofily exclaimed, helpless to do anything to soften the Skullgirls landing he frantically looked between his two new friends and the man with a worried look, unsure of what to do as he was sure this person was good deep down surely even a scary guy could have a heart but he couldn't let him hurt anyone...

In a split-second Papyrus' soul glowed dimly between his chest casting a low light over his battle body as he lifted but a finger, suddenly several large bones grew from beneath the floor around the giant of a man trapping him in a tight corner within the relatively dark hall.

"I-I AM SORRY SIR BUT I CANNOT LET YOU HURT MY FRIENDS, C-CAN'T WE JUST TALK?!" still determined as ever to see the good in anyone Papyrus desperately attempted to reason with the man, meaning well by his words no matter how misplaced his intentions may have been.
Alright posting now.
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*Tactfully ignoring the skeleton's briefly twigged ire, I took the bony hand carefully, mindful of my enhanced strength, and shook firmly.*

Collin Erenado, heroic mercenary... Though, for one reason or another, the mercenary bit has kinda fallen off as of late.


*Perks up slightly.*

A mercenary you say? Interesting, shame you aren't in the business though.
@Dark Cloud I'll Kermit a beatin' on you. (ง︡'-'︠)ง


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*Whatever vague rejections I might have wanted to give died on my lips. Even as my Pride raged, I knew better than to reject any sort of aid in this situation. Sighing, I nodded in acceptance.*

For whatever it's worth, you have my gratitude, Sir... Damn, where the hell are my manners? You know, I realize I never asked for either of your names. Sure you got mine by bullshit omniscience or whatever, but it's the principle of the thing.


Bullshit omniscience hm, that little comment aside I apologize.

*Offers hand*

Alna Von Rattler, collector of artifacts and all-powerful magician at your service.
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Dah shit the computer stopped working.
*Hits the old ass tower.*
Depends on who you ask! Monstergirl, anthro, science experiment gone wrong... Either way, it's a fun way to be!


Your Kermit right? jk
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*Grunting, I sighed in resignation with a frown.*

The entirety of my experience with dimensional transport has mostly been cowardly assholes who wanted me removed from the equation, since they couldn't face me directly and yet were perfectly satisfied to use me to get rid of their other problems beforehand. I mean, technically, there's a singular way I could probably dimensionally travel by my own power, but the cost would be... Frankly, it would be utter insanity to pay it. I will grant you, I've never gotten to test that method, but in the vaguest of theory, it could work.


*Peers upwards at the ceiling as though in deep thought.*

As it seems you've nowhere else to turn, you may stead here.

*Raises hand to quiet you.*

I insist sir, please I never turn away those who need a roof.
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