Lord Zee

Wolves of Red Lake Season One (Reboot)

Billy watched the sunset from under that tree, thinking about how he was going to handle certain situations but as he drank, his worries slowly disappeared until he became drunk. He had finished a little over half of the bottle, and as he got up he had the urge to throw up but sucked it in. It was probably time to get back to the camp, so he started out quickly before tripping over himself and landing on the soft grass. He began laughing hysterically, as if what he had just done was a really funny joke. He got up and then half walked, half staggered back to the camp, the fire in the twilight was his marker.

It looked like the majority of his friends were already there when he shambled into the camp, drinking from the clear bottle. He began to say something but it only came out as gibberish before he burst out laughing again, he then pulled his chair over to the fire and sat down with a thump. His bloodshot eyes watched the fire, it was sure pretty. He then looked around and noticed people staring at him, Billy had to act!

With the straightest face he could possibly muster, he tried to act sober but as he spoke his words slurred, "Heeeeeey g-guuuys! Hoowss everybody?" He then smirked, before that turned into a smile, then laughed again. "I knoooow what you're a'thinking, and no, I'm not a'drunk." He then pointed at all of them with the bottle of Vodka still in his hand. "Sooo, where's the foood at?"

And The Gods All Fell [4 Spots Open]

The original was the Goddess of the Sun and the God of the moon. Just look at potato's character sheet, explains it well.

Wolves of Red Lake Season One (Reboot)

I is here.

Mystery World // Misery World~ (Overlord RP) [High casual/Low advanced]

He felt pity for Lord Toasty as he watched him talk to Shammura. What compelled him to create such a thing and only have it want to kill him but at the same time love him? He just couldn't grasp the situation between them, perhaps it had something to do with Shammura being his personal creation? Yes, that had to be it he thought to himself but she was obviously a threat, so why not just lock her away, or kill her for that matter? It was beyond Revenmar for the time, he only cared about an assignment, which he wasn't really given much to his disappointment. He was the Supreme One's servant after all and if they did not specifically tell him to do something, then he would be left with his own imagination which he did not care for.

It seemed that the discussion was driving to an end and Revenmar was presented with two possibilities. He could go with either Lord DD or Lord Annwn, and as both were most likely going outside he was at a stalemate with himself. Why did it have to be so hard? The only thing he could think of was just leaving the room without saying anything and then going outside and see what happens. He opted for the latter and he got up from where he was kneeling, gave a deep bow to everyone in the room and left.

He picked up his pace and managed to walk faster then Lord DD to the front gate, where the soldiers on guard nodded before opening the barrier. He walked outside into the sunlight, and it was glorious, everything was so green and alive that it sent shivers down his body. Though it might now have been much to look at from others, Revenmar was only human and it was such a basic pleasure to see green things. He walked away from the Ragnavault, stepping through the crisp grass. He turned around, Silva's illusion really did the trick, as he had to look very hard to find what looked like the entrance.

Upon walking even further, he came upon a small pasture of wildflowers and his heart leaped, he absolutely loved flowers. It was one of those things that Lord Daggartopoli had adored in real life and had imprinted into Revenmar's likes, along with many other things. He suddenly lost all interest in doing anything, and opted to just lay there, looking up at the blue sky, among the wonderful fragrances.

To any passerby, they would see a large figure wearing a full suit of black armor, laying in the grass enjoying himself. What an odd sight to see.

Dragons of Caerel [accepting!]

Oberon stirred, he had finally gotten enough sleep for once, how nice. Others had awoken it seemed, and were going about doing their business. He wasn't one for much talk in the morning so he already decided to keep to himself. Upon rummaging through his pack, he pulled out some rations and decided to eat those instead of something fresh, as he had plenty.

He awoke Sicarus with a steady patting, the dragon grumbled before turning around to face him. He seemed groggy but after a quick stretch he sat upright, over the foliage. Oberon leaned up against his right leg in the front. He wondered what would happen today, where they would be going next and if he would get to use any of his skills. The whole ordeal was exciting and he couldn't wait to get started but kept his emotions bottled up.

And The Gods All Fell [4 Spots Open]

So I guess somewhere along the line the parents switched? I had always thought the sun = mom and the moon = dad, but now it's the opposite? I'm pretty sure we have been rp'ing the whole time as the first option. How do people feel about this?

Also, I don't mean to be rude but I was okay when Lucas said that he was busy and that was why he was gone. The second time I was still okay, but now it has been 21 days and I'm a little on edge. Not only have we lost the majority of the people here but we've pretty much lost our gm's(idk about robo). So now I ask, how do people feel about this?

Now this is purely hypothetical, but how would people feel if we started a new rp right from where we leave off? Or should we just keep using this one?

And The Gods All Fell [4 Spots Open]

It happened so quickly. First he was barely able to stand and then the next thing he knew, he was outside under the stars. The flames were still burning around the city but from where he stood, the fire had not touched. Iratze was in front of him, she was so quick that her impact must have sent them outside again. He looked down to see that his old sword was now inside him, the long blade had been thrust into his heart. He brought his two arms up, grabbing on to Iratze, his godly form slowly faded, leaving him as a human.

He coughed, his golden blood ran down his chin, while his wide eyes were looking around frantically, before stopping on Iratze. His grip tightened on her as he gasped, "I never thought you would be the one.." He paused, his breathe became shallow, "Iratze? I feel everything so clearly now.." His eyes then became rigid with fright and he realized his predicament, "Oh gods, am I dying? You.. killed me?" His grasp loosened as he fell backwards, the blade exiting the wound, which gushed with his golden blood.

He looked up from where he was, the smoke was thick but there for an instance, he saw the brilliant stars, then the smoke engulfed the opening once more. Was this is fate after all, turning against his wickedness, only to die by it? He was nothing now, powerless to do anything, just like a human. His mortality then sent a shock wave through his body, he was about to die and the uncertainty of it frightened him more then anything else in the world. He, Amos, the God of Valor, was afraid of death? How ironic was that. He wondered if humans felt like this in the end.

His body began to shiver slightly and he whispered once more, whilst gazing upwards, "I'm so sorry... I didn't... didn't want this to happen... mother." and as the last words exited his lips, he shut his eyes, and turned into nothing. His aura left his body, turning his skin ash grey. Amos had died, everything that he had been, was over and the aspect of Valor once again became hostless. Such an event like this could be felt by every single God, regardless of where they were.

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In the heart of the sun, his mother wept.

And The Gods All Fell [4 Spots Open]

Amos did not really think that Armarion would combine with himself. It was shocking but at the same time he did not know what to think. Was he content with this decision? Of course, it just meant that he wouldn't have to fight him, if it would come to that.

He then looked at Iratze, his eyes filled with regret.

"Iratze...I don't know what to say to you. I did set you free, didn't I? For that I am sorry, for you seem to be yourself more so then you ever were before, but at the same time, what happened to you was a mistake. My emotions got the best of me and I fell to temptation. I realize that Brontes and Amare were right, we should have been helping them, the humans. That is why I am going to reveal our presence to them and help them build a better world. It is the only way we can exist together, I no longer want to hide in the shadows."

In an instant he was before Iratze, looking down at her.

"I was wondering If I could change you back, before you say no or try to run, I will try anyways."

Amos then grabbed Iratze by her arms, attempting to fix her but instead of reverting her, something else happened that he had no expected. His hatred, buried deep down within himself now, latched on to the one thing that was still corrupted, Iratze. It happened within a minute, his old red aura ran through his arms into her, giving her power on level with even the mightiest gods. It then erupted and Amos was sent flying backwards.

The impact sent him flying off the building and into the one across the street. He felt weaker then he had ever been before, but he managed to stand up and whisper, "Iratze, what have I done?" In vain he tried to call Cerbanis back to him, but he saw that the sword had found a new master, the goddess that he had just empowered.

Wolves of Red Lake Season One (Reboot)

Uhh, hello?

And The Gods All Fell [4 Spots Open]

Honestly, I don't think we will see a lot of people anymore. It's literally down to us. The real questions is where should the story go now.