Recent content by Lord Scorn DarkTide

Top rock shifted, humps in the rubble lifting, falling, rolling, a bloodied hand exploded through the concrete, glass, wood, dust and rock. Approaching citizens were cut down unto their knees, and then...their stomachs, backs, two or three pieces. Heads flying, limbs floating. In the midst of it...

Djarim MaskimXul He'd been following her for days, weeks, who knows. A toy discarded, picked up, enjoyed and tossed aside. Like any other girl they lost interest in there toys sooner or later, but if kept around long enough...they always came back. And that is what he was...a toy. Living yes...

Heyyyyy Danielle, I remember you. I have no idea if you remember me though. Nice to see you again with the goofy name :D

Perhaps that arrow would have pierced Scorn's flesh...if only he stayed on course. But with that hand held cannon forming a direct hit into the back of Scorn he was thrown, leaving that arrow to fly endlessly into the sky. But that wasn't the end of this spectacle. A phenomena to anyone...

lawl, I think Jay was talking about what Jai said, not that you're "Not bad."

"Darren focus, focus. Darren focus...." His head swam, words, incantations, tongues and visions. He thought he had it all figured out. Where he was meant to go, what he was meant to do. How he was meant to die. None of it amounted to this. "Darren focus, focus" Astaroth's words, reflected in...

Darren Darglore Disgusted, those tormented souls. Innocent victims or not, they deserved better. And by his life or death, he would give it to them. Fingers tensing, pinkish knuckles baring, he stepped towards Scorn, the awaiting beast, The DarkTide. Ried Shas spoke, as if he were that...

Fifteen feet of bone dripping ichor, black, red, and green. Pit's of beady black adorned his face in twelve different slits of eyes whilst what remained of his flesh was ridden with sores and disease. Puss infested holes scoured about those meaty bones, as what lie beneath was revealed. A...

I meant to have a post put in place by noon today but life happens. I took the weekend off from posting to let you guys catch up and new players who wanted to participate participate. I will have a post up this evening for Scorn, Darren and Gargauth though.

And with new thoughts and idea's and correspondence between certain parties this is sure to knock you're socks off.

When the flames cleared, doused by the hidden hand of Gargauth Scorn had already encompassed the tiny head of that little girl. Her screams...barely heard through the enclosed flesh of the fiends lips, gill like slits parted. Perhaps providing enough air that the girl wouldn't suffocate. Oh...

i will pwn you all

Darren Darglore What was the life of one in comparison to the life of many. It was a calculation burdened to the aging warrior. Every day of his life he was met with choices good and bad, hardships unto his shoulders. Astaroth stood little to no chance alone, or so he thought. But the towns...

Scorn DarkTide Ebon laced red eyes, broken hearted promises crushed to a deserted waste, swallowing voids of restless souls. Dying, death, and decay. Those were wished apon the world. There was no order, no hierarchy of pawns that would become his allegiance. There was only the chaos...

Jay made me famous. :D