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7 yrs ago
Who here likes cuddles?
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7 yrs ago
If your girl can't crack your skull between her thighs then whats the point of even being a human being.
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8 yrs ago
Identities are confusing to figure out.
4 likes
8 yrs ago
How do wing.
8 yrs ago
Omae wa mou shindeiru.
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Bio

Well hello.

I guess I should introduce myself, huh.

I'm Gardevoiran, just some schmuck going to college and working towards getting a degree in Fine Arts.

I do commissions and what-not, and you can ask me to do a commission for you through my Discord (Gardevoiran #1429) or up here through RPGuild PMs, and I receive donations and payment through my Ko-fi page. Clicking the box right below here will take you to it.



I'm a nerd. I play Pokemon religiously, I dabble in some anime, I write up here, and I love watching incredibly awful movies and just making fun of them. Specifically things like "Leo the Lion" and what not.

I don't have much else to say, so I guess I can leave you guys with a really bad joke.

"What do you call a cow with two legs?"
"Lean beef."

Most Recent Posts

@BCTheEntity
D'oh I fucked up my thing.

Multiple teams would be cool. Maybe the first few accepted sheets would be the leaders of these teams?
"I guess I can come down for once. This robot's giving me a headache, anyway." Tibulus said as he grabbed a backup cigar, placed it within a pocket on the inside of his jumpsuit, and headed downstairs, flicking on the auto pilot as he did so. Why didn't he wait until the breakfast was actually set? Well, he wasn't doing anything up in the cockpit in the meantime, was he?

Plus, if Stryker needed a hand with food, Tibulus wouldn't mind helping out if nobody minded their eggs a bit electrified.
"That tome is a menace to society and it must be destroyed at all co-"

"That is his way of saying 'Yes, we shall do it.'"

"Good. You have our permission to recruit several of our scouts to you're cau-"

Ramona runs into the room, bringing with her a shred of a specific tome's cover. Brock's green tome. "Lord Light! Lord Light! We found this in the city of Threeson!"
(sorry for double post I have to do this)
@Dogematix
What-ho! Muscle wizard! Might you cast us a spell?

Please judge with the fact I know nothing about NMH, Beecee and others.

Edit: get rekt iz done
Well...

This was how he was going out, eh?

At the bottom of the ocean to a person that he couldn't even land a hit on.

As the skull of Bonesword watched Khaine take the hits from the angel, he couldn't help but remember his past. The past where he was in this same situation. Without his body. Without his sword. With nothing. A lime-green energy surged through the spots on Bonesword's mushroom crown as he remembered, an Honor Strike channeling with no target but himself.

Was he gonna die here? Hell no! His trump was here, and he wanted to see it bloom.

The skull of Bonesword rose from his dismembered body as the earth below him shook, vines pulling age-old bones from the dirt in order to get bones that would replace those he had lost. On the surface, thick vines grew to act as replacements for what he had lost, forming a body made from coils and bound together by barked joints. It wasn't going to last long against Khaine, but it was something for sure.

The Shroomblade, landing in the dirt, was lifted up by a thick vine as Bonesword began to act. His eyes ignited with a new kind of power, one that was tired of fighting in a way so ineffective and troublesome. The vine being didn't engage, oh no, rather its hand touched the sea floor as a line of Mockroses formed from it, leading all the way around a good radius of about 10 meters all around the current fighters.

Of course, the Mockroses didn't do their intended effect, but they did do something interesting. The water around the fighters began to fog up, becoming a murky shade of lavender. Within a short time, the entire area of battle was obscured by the lavender cloud of murky water, seemingly endless unless someone wanted to escape. Underground, the roots of the mockroses grew to encompass the arena underground, allowing Bonesword to feel everywhere that the fighters stepped. Every movement they took, Bonesword would know unless it was a jump. If vision was obscured, the teleporting would be limited.


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Unbeknownst to the fighters below, Charlie the basilisk dug through Leuneria's cavernous reaches carrying on his back a particular bulb of magical ability, a strong magical ability at that. The snake roared through the waters as he rushed to Bonesword's side, rocketing his way towards the cloud of pollen-filled water in preparation for the attacks that would hit Bonesword. He was resilient, that was certain, and he was loyal to his master. Anything that would try to strike Bonesword ran a large risk of hitting Charlie, who was more than willing to take the hit.

The bulb on Charlie's back glowed through the murk, highlighting Charlie's position, but for what purpose it did, only Bonesword knew. Maybe there was candy in it. Maybe it held a superweapon of ungodly proportions. Only Bonesword knew what was hidden in it.
"I've got you," Ursaren said as he looked at the wound on An-Hasst's back. Yep, it was nasty alright. Quite nasty, indeed. Ah well, it wasn't something to dwell on for long as Ursaren raised his hands to the wound and placed them just near it, beginning a slow but calm healing spell over the wound. Flesh would begin to weave back in on itself as if nothing had happened originally, only causing An-Hasst a small prick of pain, if anything at all. "I'm mending it back. If you feel any pain, it's working," the old man stated bluntly as he looked on at the forest of mushrooms.

That forest was a pretty breathtaking sight. Never in his life had Ursaren seen something so enchanting and enticing. The glowing facade of underground mushrooms really did a number for how it looked. Ursaren did feel like he'd seen something like this before, way back during the time of his glory days, but it'd been so long that he forgot how good this was. After he was done healing An-Hasst, he'd definitely need to chronicle this in his journal.

In attempts to lighten the mood and get everyone in the mood for just a more relaxed environment, Ursaren thought of something humorous to say. "Do you guys think that these mushrooms are cookable?"
Anomaly
Xoxi's Super Cool Fortress of Awesome


Xoxi won each of the games against Vector, bar the first (warm-up rounds) while the rest of the Wards watched in surprise and terror. Xoxi had the realization long ago that, due to how her powers worked, she could never actually participate in tournaments without blowing her cover, but honestly it was fine. Sometimes, Anomaly might have to be the one to kick some tail in the tournaments when they start appearing up here and there. Hell, was there one coming to town soon? Anomaly might have to sign up.

[-1 EXASPERATION]

As Vector left, she brought up the Circus. Wasn't that the giant tournament of heroes and/or villains competing for some kind of prize? Holy shit that sounded entertaining to watch. Xoxi stood up in front of the projector in the room as she spoke to the Wards. "Executive decision. I'm gettin' my laptop really quickly."

With that, Xoxi left the room for a few seconds before returning with her laptop and a few more cords. She ran over to the projector and began setting everything up for a livestream of the circus to be projected on the wall where Smash once was. "Excuse the buffering, this isn't tinker tech," Xoxi said to nobody in particular.
@Crossfire
Sound's good, my dude.

@Hawlin
Good luck in whatever you do, my dude.
Stolen Opportunity
@BCTheEntity@TheRedWatcher

Dammit, Ketsu! The good opportunity of affectionate competition was swiped out of her reaches by Ketsu, who began cleaning up the princess with care and haste. Dammit, this wasn't supposed to happen!

Time to turn up the heat. It was getting especially hot in this building, anyway.

"Excuse me for one moment," Yuno said as she removed her jacket, revealing her tanktop and bare arms from underneath the jacket, a set of black straps under her tanktop. Resting the leather jacket on the back of her chair, Yuno sat back down at the table across from Mika, giving a small smile as she did so. "I apologize, Mika-san, but I was getting a bit warm in here. So, what brings the most alluring princess in all of the floral kingdom here?"
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