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Having some personal issue. If I am due for something, know I do not wish to ghost. My sincere apology nevertheless
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@RC3 Then I would like for Krishna to absorb the Defense passive of the Battle Scar Horned Rabbit, please.
Krishna
Location: In the Woods
Krishna ran until the thumping sound of the rabbit could no longer be heard. And with a suspicious stop, Krishna steered himself into the denser parts of the forest, making sure to give himself some reaction if the rabbit was to lunge beneath some of these tree roots. And he stood there, all alone, listening to the sound of birds chirping, of tree rustling to the breeze. The shadow cast upon the forest floor continued to change like a kaleidoscope. Not too far from where he is currently standing, a group of fire ants marches from one place to another before being swallow by the ground.
And Krishna stood there, waiting for the rabbit to kill him.
But the rabbit never came.
With a growing curiosity and a ravenous stomach desired to be fed, Krishna started to trace his footprints. He walked seven times around the trees. He re-juked his imaginary foes. He picked up the stone that he left while escaping. And, after two to three minutes, he found the rabbit. It was being grappled by one of the newborns, while the other is striking its club against the herbivore's body. And of course, with the number advantage on his side, Krishna's courage doubled in size. There is no way that he would let a prey to escape, not with how hungry he currently is. There are no guarantees that the next prey would be just as easy as this one. And so, Krishna lunged forward, his hands cast over his head, holding the grey rocks as tight as he can. And then he just slammed down, chasing after brute force over the accuracy, chasing after blood and gore instead of a clean kill. He smashed and smashed the brown fur that learned how to move. He smashed again at its skull, hoping to hear the sickening crunch that this brown creature had delivered to one of his siblings not too long ago. He smashed its long and powerful legs, so it could never leap so gracefully against him.
He is a goblin. It is in his blood to kill.
And smash he will.
@demonspade64 Are you almost done with your post? Otherwise, I can post fist if you wanted to.
@TheMushroomLord now you must understand. We never expecting the player goblin to beat his meat to a tree.
@ERode Or we can be breastfeeding on that male gob. We do know that males can produce milk, just not with the nutritious components.
Krishna
Location: In the Woods
Awaken by the grumpiness of his tumtum, Krishna was not a very happy gob in this particular morning. He was thirsty, which only add more irritation to this beautiful day. And the pile of bodies that reside in the same place meaning he is now drenched of others piss and drool.
"Grrrr...." He snarled against one of his siblings, who was, in his sleep, trying to steal Krishna's blanket. And if it wasn't because the sleeping goblin was double of his size, Krishna would have bitten his ears off.
Still, awakening to a piss-full blanket-stealing noisy tumtum morning, Krishna was not a very good roommate. He kicked those weaker who are still in their sleep on his way of exiting the grave. He shouted and he snarled against the strong. He made as much noise as a 3 days old goblin could before running outside the grave, followed by a herd of also hungry gobs who are very much unpleased of his improper and unhospitable act.
But, if the chase was any longer than five minutes, it would have been a real threat. Eventually, most just break out into other smaller hunting parties, scavenging the nearby plants and hideout for early meals. Even Krishna did the same, teaming up with one of his siblings. They both have only a few rocks in hand but it was enough for them. And, simple enough, they found their first prey. A rabbit. It has the same color as the dirt after the rain. Smelled like it too. Its eyes' color was as dark as the old goblin's armpit. It was even hurt at the mouth and legs. Of course, Krishna and Gor had chosen to look over the fact that it has an obnoxiously large horn for a small rabbit.
To be honest, it doesn't take long for Krishna to eat his word as the rabbit leap into Gor's chest and buried its horn through his chest. There was also this sickening sound as Gor's body fall flat onto the ground, his mouth gaping for air while the rabbit sits idly on his crumbling chest, feeling the fall and rises of the predator. And while Krishna should have thrown his rock at the rabbit while it is still in one place, his instinct urged him to run.
And so he did.
He ran around and around an old large tree. He tried to juke the rabbit lunges by sudden changes in direction. And honestly, he didn't know what to hope but to continue this run as long as possible
@RC3joke aside, is it possible to run around some tree's, hoping that my maneuverability and running around trees would stop this rabbit's charge?
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