THE ROARING KNIGHT.

[ * It's morbid curiosity, okay? ]

[ * IT'S A PUBLIC SPACE WHAT DO YOU EXPECT. ]

FROWN.

|| #roarmaxxing. #theroaring. forever

|| right here

|| maybe i should explain that. the darkin are like these demons that get trapped in their weapons after an event.

and im just thinking. of like the inverse. of someone being trapped in... This.

|| - league of legends

|| i like having the knight be like this. i really believe strongly that what it is right now isn't fully dess. it's some other force that is stopping her from crying out or something. that's what i like writing these struggles for. its like.

this is gonna sound insane its like the darkin from -

|| im also a dess believer but i cant let them know that.

[ * There's a feeling seeing all of this... Something feels familiar. Something is seeing all of this and screaming one thing in your mind.

...

* To rip your fucking face off. ]

|| i think the phrases in the fight is what i am for. "You feel a migrane coming on" is what you should feel looking at this thing

|| that's wait i aim for. when im not shitposting.

|| see that is kinda my issue w running the knight and why im not on mine more cause. well. cant talk. and i like writing dialogue

[ * ...It is odd, looking into a mirror, when you can't even find your face. ]

[ * The other Knights can deal with this. It's got important things to do. Like aura farming. ]

[ * Don't get used to it, pal. ]

[ * Sure. This once. ]

[ * WE? ]

[[Heavens Above]] PLEASE TAKE ME AND THE KNIGHT WE ARE READ yY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ * Pointing to it's eye. It sees a lot of things. It steps a little closer, curious. ]

[ * pointing to the bunker THIS ONE IS FOR YOU GRAMPS. ]

[ * ? ]

[ * Cause the roaring this, give people ShadowCrystals that. I want to be LOST for gods sake! ]

[ * DISMISSIVE WANKING GESTURE. ]

[ * who is this orange bitch named pumpkin talkin' ]

|| hi /j

[ * You've been seeing something in the dark. Something familiar. It's something lost. You try and reach out to it. To something inside you.

Yet your hand simply slips right through it once more. ]

[ * They love looking at my crystal. ]