“parry god” mode activated
He eats all the Doritos, drinks all the Mountain Dew, and smokes all the weed he owns; in preparation for the fight as the clock hits 12:00am, signifying the start of April 20th.
He sleeps too much and misses the fight
Oh no the Abyss Sea AU is merging on Darkzoul’s universe
“Where the fuck did the Minotaur go?”
As the minotaur was about to attack him from behind
“What’s that loud stomping sound behind me?”
turns around
the minotaur rams him like a train in looney tunes
He rejoins Arcane Odyssey.
Rk’er jumps him at sameria
Dubious is still following him from lord elius
“Hey, is someone bullying and spawn-killing my friend? YOU WILL DIE!”
Dubious is trying to upgrade his deckhand’s loyalty
Unfortunately, his deckhand wears a fashion style that Dubious has zero fucking idea on what to give him, he’s been rejecting everything in Dub’s inventory.
(may or may not be a true story)
darkzoul gives dub the perfect accessory for dub’s deckhand in exchange for helping defend him from the ganker.
(dub what fashion style is ur deckhand?)
I have no idea lol thats why I cant give him anything
The accessory turns out to be not so perfect after all
Dub: “Arghh!”
Darkzoul1234: “Heh, sorry!”
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dub joins the ganker in gaining you
Darkzoul1234: “Well, this just got a lot worse.”
Dub: “HE’S OVER HERE GET HIM”
Darkzoul1234 starts running away as fast as he can
Darkzoul1234: “I really need to get a max speed build one of these days”
Darkzoul1234 was reminded of his past as he dashed away from Dub. Ever since he was little, he ran away. Mentally and physically. When he was six, he was too afraid to speak up when his parents got a divorce. When he was twelve, he always hid his school report cards from his mom- ashamed of himself for failing, and ashamed of himself for being unable to own up to it. And at fifteen, here he is… running away again- this time from his gankers.
Knowing this, understanding this, he becomes frustrated with himself. He puts his foot down- abruptly scraping against the floor, coming to a full stop.
Darkzoul1234 turns to face his adversary.
“It’s over. If I don’t stop running here, will I ever be able to stop then?”, he mutters.
And then, he yells, “That’s it! I’m done…! I-It’s… it’s about time I fended for myself!”
His voice is shaky. His fists tremble as he struggles to make a fist… but it’s something. Even if his fighting spirit is pitiful at best, it’s something- something to take pride in.
This feeling. This courage- Darkzoul1234 grasps it refuses to let it go.
It’s too late to back out, now.
For the first time in forever, Darkzoul1234 steps up.
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chat this is getting a lil more than a sentence