Elegant's Template Storage
May 5, 2015 1:43:44 GMT -5
Post by gamemaker kelsier on May 5, 2015 1:43:44 GMT -5
This is pretty much a 'choose your character' template. because EXO did a cool ass photoshoot, you feel me?
THERE'S A LOT OF SHIT THAT HAPPENED BETWEEN LAST NIGHT AND NOW BUT I'M GONNA CATCH YOU UP LATER BECAUSE HOLY FUCKING SHIT THERE IS A GIANT ASS DRAGON AND SOME PUSSIE ASS TRIBUTES THAT I CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER THE NAME OF But MOSTLY THIS GIANT ASS DRAGON IS FUCKING AWESOME AND I AM GOING TO KILL IT WITH FIRE.
I'm like a four year old on his birthday who's just been given a firecracker and told not to light it up. This is awesome. Mostly, the people around me look pretty damn unimpressed, sort of afraid too, but I've never been so excited. I've been listening to Ewe's stories about dragons and slayers since we were little, and fuck me if I'm not downright into this. To be honest, I have no fucking clue on how I'm going to kill this giant, featherless bird but I can sure as hell attempt to, you know? If you don't try you can never succeed anyway so I guess that all I can do is try.
Mostly we are dripping wet from that giant ass wave that carried us off. I was sort of expecting the magic land of happiness, but instead we're back in fire world with a giant ass dragon and I think I maybe lost my wits somewhere or I gave them to Willis to take care of. I know that the last thing I want to do is attack a fucking dragon, I'm no dumbass, but at the same time I feel like it's the only thing I've ever wanted to do in my entire life. Joy takes over and sends me running for it, totally ignoring Willis' instructions to follow his lead. I will not stick my head up my ass and hope not to be hit by the beast, it's hit me already, if I am to bow to any greatness here, let it be to a lofty mountain, not the parasite that resides inside.
AS I'm running, a shuriken attempts to embed it's self into my skin, but I do that weird jump forward thing like I've just had a fright, and it only cuts instead. Unable to hold in my anger, I spin towards the source and see one of those other tributes with a handful. "REALLY MATE?" I yell in annoyance, "THERE'S A FUCKING HUGE ASS CHICKEN THAT BREATHS FIRE AND YOU'RE ATTACKING ME? PRIORITIES MAN, PRIORITIES." Shaking my head in disdain, I spin on my heel and begin running again. Some people act like they've been raised in a fucking barn.
I pull the flint from my bag, and a jar of tar. That's right, I'm gonna fight fire with fire because fuck you is why. Coating my sword in the tar, I give a quick prayer to the fire gods and remind them that I don't really want to die so please to give me good luck here.
Then, I take on a dragon.
THERE'S A LOT OF SHIT THAT HAPPENED BETWEEN LAST NIGHT AND NOW BUT I'M GONNA CATCH YOU UP LATER BECAUSE HOLY FUCKING SHIT THERE IS A GIANT ASS DRAGON AND SOME PUSSIE ASS TRIBUTES THAT I CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER THE NAME OF But MOSTLY THIS GIANT ASS DRAGON IS FUCKING AWESOME AND I AM GOING TO KILL IT WITH FIRE.
I'm like a four year old on his birthday who's just been given a firecracker and told not to light it up. This is awesome. Mostly, the people around me look pretty damn unimpressed, sort of afraid too, but I've never been so excited. I've been listening to Ewe's stories about dragons and slayers since we were little, and fuck me if I'm not downright into this. To be honest, I have no fucking clue on how I'm going to kill this giant, featherless bird but I can sure as hell attempt to, you know? If you don't try you can never succeed anyway so I guess that all I can do is try.
Mostly we are dripping wet from that giant ass wave that carried us off. I was sort of expecting the magic land of happiness, but instead we're back in fire world with a giant ass dragon and I think I maybe lost my wits somewhere or I gave them to Willis to take care of. I know that the last thing I want to do is attack a fucking dragon, I'm no dumbass, but at the same time I feel like it's the only thing I've ever wanted to do in my entire life. Joy takes over and sends me running for it, totally ignoring Willis' instructions to follow his lead. I will not stick my head up my ass and hope not to be hit by the beast, it's hit me already, if I am to bow to any greatness here, let it be to a lofty mountain, not the parasite that resides inside.
AS I'm running, a shuriken attempts to embed it's self into my skin, but I do that weird jump forward thing like I've just had a fright, and it only cuts instead. Unable to hold in my anger, I spin towards the source and see one of those other tributes with a handful. "REALLY MATE?" I yell in annoyance, "THERE'S A FUCKING HUGE ASS CHICKEN THAT BREATHS FIRE AND YOU'RE ATTACKING ME? PRIORITIES MAN, PRIORITIES." Shaking my head in disdain, I spin on my heel and begin running again. Some people act like they've been raised in a fucking barn.
I pull the flint from my bag, and a jar of tar. That's right, I'm gonna fight fire with fire because fuck you is why. Coating my sword in the tar, I give a quick prayer to the fire gods and remind them that I don't really want to die so please to give me good luck here.
Then, I take on a dragon.