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7 yrs ago
I like how it's an option to pm yourself.
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7 yrs ago
I need a vacation...
7 yrs ago
Is this just the week of weirdness? Or is it just me?
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7 yrs ago
My dog died.
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7 yrs ago
*Turns with uninterested look* Just give them what they want, they're like Slaanesh. They'll get bored with it quick.

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who has time for that?

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@Gisk Yes, quite simular, but does not make him invincible, so lasts slightly longer and recharges quicker, but any well placed shot or splash damage would hit him, and like the pilot cloak in the games you could see the outline if you pay attention enough.
@Lord Zee
Errand day. Might post, might not. I'm not happy

@Rune_Alchemist
Happy Birthday Alchemist!
@Lord ZeeThey are hundred dollar bills and like travel suit cases that are on wheels.
@Forsythe@Lord Zee@Kazemitsu@GrizzTheMauler@mercenarius

Anarchy


Goehearth caught the girl mid fall. "Wo there Demi-god! Don't want you fainting again! By the way, sorry about scarin' ya'. It's habit." He saw his older sister and little sister and went up to them after setting the demigod down. He stopped right in front of Hiraga. "Hello Hiraga. Please restrain yourself from starting a fight. We have bigger matters to deal with." then he went over to the younger of the two. He picked her up and lifted her over his head and shook her. "Your not always lucky!" then he put her down and hugged her. "I still don't like you." and he walked back to the Demi-god. "What's your name girl? I'm Goehearth, god of anarchy."




Evil


Huseror looked through the collection, looking over it many times to confirm his suspicions. He looked at a purple gem, looking carved but no evidence of carving. He arrived in Olympia Oregon, a little too close to the welps, but his eye was here. He found it in a museum of national history, and his eye was on display as a native american jewel, but he knew better. He also knew he couldn't just buy it like most things, but he also knew that with man, everything has a price. "Found you, and soon I will have the power to preform the spell." and he walked towards management. He did worry about the godlings, but he knew that he had the time due to his agreement with the general. "Their creation will attack them, distracting them from the real threat, then I will no longer require the humans help." and he reached the office of the curator. He opened the door, sat down and made himself comfy. The curator, astounded, looked slack-jawed. "Get out now! Security! Come he-" but Huseror cut him off. I'm here to talk buisness." and he snapped his fingers and two men with suit cases came in and opened them. Billions of dollars right there. "I'd like to make a deal..."
@Lord Zee

"A force Darker then I? Impossible!"
@Letmehaveone2 Yes, I know.

Evil always finds a way.
Even on it's last limbs, crawling through hell and more,
it finds a way.
Some gods may claim evil, but nothing claims it,
for it is the claimer.
I am evil.
That means the dark whelps are simply pons of my whims.
They are expendable.
I've been called many things,
but family is not one of them.
Evil always finds a way...
and it has.


He stood in the white house, being scolded by a general. The general, Jackoby was it's title, has been seem-ably in control of the situation. How far Huseror's patience this one would take it, he could only guess. "...and you say that if I don't, you'll rip my heart out?" it poked him in the chest. "I could throw you across the roo-CRIRK ACK ICK!" The general was a clear foot of the ground, being held by his throat. "Simply do it human! You're kind tries my patience too much! You fucked up when you touched me!
ME of all the entities to do it to! You humans have forgotten too much!"
and he dropped the general to the floor. The general looked both terrified and confused. Still gasping for air,"what are you?" he asked with fear in his voice. Huseror simply laughed like a gargoyle. "Does it matter? Do as I ask and you will have you're money!" and started to walk off. The guman stopped him by saying "But US troops killing US citizens? It's insanity!" Huseror simply gave the man a cold stare. "It's still possible yes? Then I don't matter! Plus, they're technically not citizens at all. So send your men at them. Leave no evidence and keep it discreet." and he left the man there.

When he got to the heli-pad and boarded for take-off, he removed his fake eye. He rolled it in his hands for a moment while they climbed, then put it in his pocket. He took a dropper full of liquid and about opened it, then scowled and threw it out the window. "Soon, you will be begging me to stop Solaria..." he said looking at the sun "...you and Lunus,
then to will crawl back to me."
and his eye gleamed a purple.
@Letmehaveone2Oh. Well, I might be apart of this Rp, but I will probably reapply
@Rafiel_purewing I gave up on this, plus i never was accepted.
@mercenarius

What kind of larp?
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