06-26-2017, 03:21 AM
Dust nodded attentively, “Against who?”
Gildarts had a shadow cross his already dimmed face. “Rather, what. It was a dragon of death.”
The crickets chirped, Dust smiled optimistically, “Well, did you win?”
Gildarts shook his head, “In my realm, only dragon slayer magic can slay a dragon. But that didn’t stop me from trying.”
Whoa. That was cool. Would’ve been more cool if he’d slain the thing, but a legendary dragon of death probably wasn’t something people killed on a daily basis. Already Dust was learning so much, about himself, about his allies. About the games and about how people faced adversity with many different masks.
Time flew by and they’d realized they’d retraced their steps when Gildarts’ boot landed into the pitch black ground with a SMOOSH! Which was followed by the perturbing squirt of a fart of fluid. It was the mysterious ectoplasm! They were back where they’d started, basically. Gildarts sighed with disappointment and veered them off their straight path. Or were they following the creature yet again?
This island was terrible to navigate through, not to mention in the dark. Gildarts had consulted the tablet again and didn’t want to let on that he was lost… But well, the sun wasn’t around and the stars were clouded over.
Yayy, time to wander aimlessly around the forest all night! The Malefactor used Sarcasm! It was super effective!
The duo had done this before, Gildarts and Mal, in the forests far from Ambrosia. Where he’d met with Whompt and eventually duked it out with him, he had grown corrupted by her and Gildarts wanted to save the day. The Malefactor wanted pure destruction, Gildarts had repressed that part of him for so long that it became natural. And so, the opposition of the two forces clashed.
We aren’t wandering, he protested, likely feeding her maligning sneers. This place is all about exploration. We’re doing that.
You know those are basically synonyms, right? The sass was real. Gildarts recoiled. What was a synonym?
It was time to escape the warped reality in his head and get back to Dante’s Abyss.
Gildarts had a shadow cross his already dimmed face. “Rather, what. It was a dragon of death.”
The crickets chirped, Dust smiled optimistically, “Well, did you win?”
Gildarts shook his head, “In my realm, only dragon slayer magic can slay a dragon. But that didn’t stop me from trying.”
Whoa. That was cool. Would’ve been more cool if he’d slain the thing, but a legendary dragon of death probably wasn’t something people killed on a daily basis. Already Dust was learning so much, about himself, about his allies. About the games and about how people faced adversity with many different masks.
Time flew by and they’d realized they’d retraced their steps when Gildarts’ boot landed into the pitch black ground with a SMOOSH! Which was followed by the perturbing squirt of a fart of fluid. It was the mysterious ectoplasm! They were back where they’d started, basically. Gildarts sighed with disappointment and veered them off their straight path. Or were they following the creature yet again?
This island was terrible to navigate through, not to mention in the dark. Gildarts had consulted the tablet again and didn’t want to let on that he was lost… But well, the sun wasn’t around and the stars were clouded over.
Yayy, time to wander aimlessly around the forest all night! The Malefactor used Sarcasm! It was super effective!
The duo had done this before, Gildarts and Mal, in the forests far from Ambrosia. Where he’d met with Whompt and eventually duked it out with him, he had grown corrupted by her and Gildarts wanted to save the day. The Malefactor wanted pure destruction, Gildarts had repressed that part of him for so long that it became natural. And so, the opposition of the two forces clashed.
We aren’t wandering, he protested, likely feeding her maligning sneers. This place is all about exploration. We’re doing that.
You know those are basically synonyms, right? The sass was real. Gildarts recoiled. What was a synonym?
It was time to escape the warped reality in his head and get back to Dante’s Abyss.
Quote:Gillidan and Dust have officially allied to form (the) Karl’s “Chippendales” We are also moving from square B10 to B12.
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