— 2 MONTHS AGO. — The pair of dragons were circling over a small village, unaware they themselves were being watched. The ocean beneath crashed into the high cliff walls bordering the coastal village, and villagers screamed in terror at the two dragons soaring overhead.

Do they rest?

Deep trenches of dirt led from the village to a deep ravine nearby. Broken bodies littered the ground below, ruined structures casting long, flickering shadows as the sun waned overhead.

|| I plan on flipping this account once the storyline finishes, so I'm keeping the handle as-is, for now.

Smoke curled into the horizon above a burning village. Smoke in the distance joined it, clogging the sky over this area of the Ring. The two dragons made their way into the depths beneath, their task done for the day. Bloody footsteps from the village leading to the yawning maw of a cavern.

They both seem INCREDIBLY pleased by this and move to go find mirrors to admire themselves.

"Cowboy... princess?" Shield suggested.

"I don't want to be the cowboy. YOU be the cowboy." Shield snarled angrily. "I WANT TO BE THE PRINCESS!" Omen yelled back.

𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘯!

OMEN, the apt name of the Omen dragon. 2e.aonprd.com/Monsters.asp...

SHIELD, the Adamantine dragon. 2e.aonprd.com/Monsters.asp...

sunder I will fully flip this account later on back to the original intent of this account, as an agent of a mysterious organization known as SELAH, but as I don't see that plotline continuing anytime soon, I'm going to be flipping it temporarily into a multi-account of two dragons.

Twiddling his thumbs on a busy freeway overpass. The thrum of the motorcycle's engine beneath him kept him awake.

Ruminations under a hill coated with copper and iron.

Incognito. But much better than an undercover cop. Idiots.

The search continued.

○ 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘙𝘗 ○ 𝘩𝘦/𝘩𝘪𝘮 ○ 𝘣𝘪. 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘔𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱. ○ +21 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘐’𝘮 28+. 𝙒𝙖𝙡𝙠 𝙖 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙.

"You are the first person to step foot inside the Lucky 38 in over 200 years. It was not an invitation I made lightly." alwayswins38.carrd.co

𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝘽𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙣 — 𝙎𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙎𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙤𝙧… 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠? ○𝘴𝘩𝘦/𝘩𝘦𝘳 ○ #𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘳𝘱 ○ 𝘣𝘪. 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘔𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱. ○ +21 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘐’𝘮 28+.

ᅠ ᅠ ⠀ ⠀ ONE MORE TOMORROW ——— .ᐟ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐊, 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐄 —— .ᐟ ⠀⠀ ꒱

𝑨𝑰𝑵'𝑻 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑨 𝑲𝑰𝑪𝑲 𝑰𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫 #FALLOUTRP / #MVRP 18+ original character written by mads. aintthatakick.carrd.co

𝑰𝑻'𝑺 𝑺𝑶𝑹𝑻 𝑶𝑭 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬 𝑭𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮. 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑱𝑼𝑺𝑻 𝑳𝑬𝑻 𝑮𝑶 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑾𝑨𝑰𝑻 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑰𝑴𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑪𝑼𝑺𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵. 18+ original character written by mads. || #SWRP / #SCIFIRP / #MVRP / #FALLOUTRP nayaamelie.carrd.co

Invisible. Making his way downtown. Faces pass by and he's homebound.

Doing recon.

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NAME: Gabriel AGE: [REDACTED] 18+ WEIGHT: 228 LBS HEIGHT: 6'3" EYE COLOR: BROWN HAIR COLOR: BLACK BUILD: MUSCLED

This is a sci-fi original character whose goal is to make @atitanbound.bsky.social's life an absolute living nightmare, salt his crops, hide half his socks, run over his mailbox, and probably rip out his spine. Written by Sunder.

A quiet whisper on the wind.

“It feels like I owe a debt that I never took on and can never repay. And I hate it.”

“People don’t look at me—at this—and see some kind of savior, they see something they should fear. Maybe they’re right. In another life I would’ve been their worst nightmares made reality. Makes me sick to my stomach every time I think about that.”