Avatar of Wraithblade6
  • Last Seen: 6 yrs ago
  • Joined: 12 yrs ago
  • Posts: 6211 (1.39 / day)
  • VMs: 1
  • Username history
    1. Wraithblade6 12 yrs ago

Status

Recent Statuses

6 yrs ago
Current I may not come back. It was nice playing with you all. I wish you all good lives.
7 likes
6 yrs ago
The fires of hell did not kill me.
9 yrs ago
No shoes no shirt and I still get service WHY?!
9 yrs ago
Too tired to post.
9 yrs ago
God told me, I've already got the life.....

Bio

User has no bio, yet

Most Recent Posts

Zzzzzzz...
*Raiden miraculously heals*

*Bloodseeker frowns*
"Erebus. Very nice. It sounds so much lighter than 'Dark One.'" The sword shined brightly and the spirit of Eclipse popped once more into perceivable reality. The ghostly angel looked over at Raiden and Creed. "Hello. You look gravely injured. I may be without a body, but I can still pray for you. May the goddess have mercy..." Eclipse knelt down, as much good as it did for ghost to kneel, and started to ask Iomedae to heal Raiden.
Argh. All rp's are dead. Did the whole word go on vacation? Aren't half the people here european?
"Yes Death Shroud. Scout ahead and tell me what this enemy is that our lord has called us forth. If Darko wants victory, his general must formulate an informed strategy. Go now. We will lie in wait."
I had to post here, cuz all my other rp's have my name as the last poster, and I'm ocd.

Suckit.
The chat is entirely empty and boring as of late. *plays with ball*
I call vampire, and I want variety. Plus, I'm willing to play an asshole badguy.
@supertinyking
"Ah I see." Says the sword. "You should have a name for yourself. You deserve one. Let me see... I don't suppose you have a patent, do you? In that case, you should pick a name for yourself. I might suggest naming yourself after something you admire or aspire to be. Keep in mind, it doesn't really matter what anyone's name actually is, it's what they do with it that matters."
All the armies gathered as if hearing orders that sounded only for their ears. Atop a mighty nightmare, Chakan rode, more powerful than ever, a fearsome presence, dread in her wake. Vampires, skeletal behemoths, and every kind of wraith or ghost or undead monstrosity marched or floated alongside and behind her. Powerful deathknights and liches spiked the army at strategic locations. Glowing eyes and vaporous fumes adorned their mass.

"Darko, god of death! I have returned, and I have gathered your forces as you have commanded. We stand eternally ready, devoted to your will."
© 2007-2026
BBCode Cheatsheet