Deadman11
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Deadman112yrReplied to HydraulicGold2The fiends surrounding Veronica and her little party were ominous in presence… a group of five cow-sized armored crickets… two masses of liquid metal, Metal Slimes, and the damned Wall Mimic that sent her to this!- Deadman112yrCommented
Some friendly author, you might want to go with tendrils instead of entrails. Unless you wanted shadow magic intestines?
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What!? That's illegal!
"Bring out the big guns." Peter heard the leader speak. As Peter he punched the seventh guy in his shining teeth, making him fly without Red-Bull. - Deadman113yrCommented
I like this guys sense of humor!
"It's hard for us once we get in the field," the auxiliary commander went on, gesturing at his own facial appendages, "communication isn't our strong point at the best of times. If I start barking orders at my troops I'm likely to melt half of them!" - Deadman113yrCommentedCh 21 [Corrupted Spawn]
- Deadman113yrCommentedCh 20 [Hell Nest]
- Deadman113yrCommented"Don't worry, Eldest," she tells me, "we will protect you."
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The Lord has descended from up above! Though I thought you were actually dead for a bit, good to know you are doing alright.
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RIGHT BOYS, FOR THE COLONY!!
Right into the jaws of death! - Deadman113yrCommented
Brothers... the cliff.... I can't... hang on
This guy wants to bring down the gates himself? He's either mad or far more powerful than we expected and I'm terrified that it's the latter. Even so, what can we do? If we must fall to preserve the Colony, then that's exactly what we are going to do. Filled with this resolution, I drop from the tunnel roof and position myself between the lone Legionary and the gate, putting my exquisite diamond form in the firing line. Come on then you stupid spectre of death. Let's see if you can charge into the mandibles of the Colony and walk away unscathed! - Deadman113yrCommented
This gun be good!
In the final stages of preparation, the only thing that exists in my consciousness is the gravity bomb. It grows darker and darker as the crushing force begins to take on a life of its own. Even so I continue to force more of the purple gravity mana into it until the pressure of holding the sphere of pure magic together starts to push back against my mind. Working with mana in this way is always headache inducing and each of my four brains is pounding by the time I cut off the supply of mana and prepare the spell for launch. - Deadman113yrCommentedCh 526 A New Way pt 4
- Deadman113yrReplied to Moonlight_Muffin
Depends if they're using Dnd logic were spells are a limited use per day sort of deal.
He was as prepared as he was going to be. It did or die time, and he sure as hell wasn't going to die again. He made his way back into the smaller tunnels and looped around back to where he was. He saw the amber glow of the torch go by him in the larger tunnel and knew he had managed to get behind them. He could make out more cursing and some apologizing. The cleric had run out of healing spells, so the damage he dealt with was still there. It looked like luck was on his side after all. - Deadman113yrCommented
Grody!
What an abomination. Was that what I looked like? Long, thin arms connecting to a larval body with no discernible face but for tiny, sunken eyes. A long vertical gash ran below them, what I could only assume was the maw I had torn open in my hunger to feast. Legs so short and fragile they looked vestigial. The malformed appearance was fetal, something not ready for existence. Something that strayed from the plans of its creator. - Deadman113yrCommented
That is a mood right there.
[Morphology: Lesser Wailing Cliff Hugger]