The World's End

I am Zorod, a general of a once great race of beasts that fell when their land was taken from them. I am one of the last...but I will never give up hope... for I have evdance of others of my kind...do not worry brothers and sisters...you are not alone....I will make this world suitable for us once again...even if I have to reshape the very lands to do so. I will make my people thrive once again...no matter the cost!

[vintagemoralityxx-archive-deact]

Raise your hand if you would rp with someone EVEN IF they DIDN'T rp smut.

[burusutadaisukekun-deactivated2]

Conducting a little survey. Reblog if you actually visit your followers pages.

[roleplay--things]

Anonymous: One thing I really don’t like is when people ignore me making it clear that my character’s feelings towards another character do not represent my feelings towards the other roleplayer. I get this happening a lot since my character is kind of a jerk. like, its fine to not enjoy rping with that type of character, but often people start talking about me like I’m the one who’s being a jerk, when I’m just trying to stay in character.

[ask-tigrex-deactivated20140628]

((UvU always))

[ask-rukodiora]

Zon is only a jerk to the idiots who defy me mind you. KRON NOT JERK! KRON STRONG!! …Right. …I’m only a jerk when someone annoys me. ((I’m a very nice person, just saying. ))

[ask-dhisufiroa-blog]

((Zorod can have his moments, often actually, but I myself am not a jerk off. ))

[ask-dhisufiroa-blog]

GRRRAAAHH!!

(( God DAMN IT! ...I can't draw on this computer... I want to do good drawings, not sloppily drawn drawings, but I can't do good drawings on this computer. How do you guys do it? ))

[thecenturionwhowillnotwait-deac]

Reblog if I can send you darker starters.

[inboxideas]

Stories from my Childhood

Send a  ☂ for a sad story

Send a ☀ for a happy story

Send a シ for an embarrassing story

Send a ☃ for a holiday story

Send a ✉ for a traveling story

[deathinpinstripes-deactivated20]

((Can you guys do me a favor and reblog this if you're interested in RPing something other than sex? I mean...like, if I can start an RP with you without worrying that you're going to be constantly trying to seduce my character or steer the action toward something like that. Friendship is fine, of course. Angst is fine, fighting is fine, etc. Could you reblog if you're more interested in the process and the characters than THAT destination?))

[ask-blackdiablos-deactivated201]

I'm going to be choosing mods for the chatrooms.

Speak to me if you’re interested, but I REALLY need people who can be there when I’m not. 

I also try to always be impartial, and not pick sides, so that’s a big deal with me.

After what I just saw it’s obvious that one mod isn’t enough to supervise everything.

[ask-dhisufiroa-blog]

((...I didn't even know there was chat rooms. x.x ))

[dhisufiroa-deactivated20131207]

The Day of the Unexpected

Today was a good day, for anyone who wasn’t one of the four hunters standing in Eira’s path. So basically, it was a good day for Eira~

These hunters were beyond foolish in their boldness, clearly new to their sport; what did it say about their precious Guild that greenhorns could venture out on high level hunts in which they had no hope of victory?

As the party brandished their pitiful blades and lances, Eira reared up and bellowed a mighty cry of hatred and rage. Let the battle begin! Eira let their anger take hold of them- the resulting adrenalin driving them forward in a swift charge. The hunters scattered in a panic, leaving their dual blader directly in the enraged dragon’s path.

Eira wasted no time pinning the wretched creature beneath one broad talon, and then leaning down their entire weight upon the helpless human. The sickening sounds of bones snapping and flesh being flattened were drowned out by the horrified screeching of the hunter’s comrades.

The Dhisufiroa took a moment to stand there looking ever so powerful, staring wide-eyed at the other three. A taunting grin - if such an expression could be formed upon the craggy features of the dragon - followed, along with a low hiss and a hungering flick of their tongue. Why not?

Two hunters didn’t need any further excuse to turn and run like hell, leaving just one grizzled figure standing to oppose Eira. This last remaining hunter was something different, Eira could tell. The undaunted look in their eyes, the way they stood calmly with their great sword drawn as if waiting for Eira to be done with the fun and games.

Still riding the adrenalin high and having no intention of swaying to the whim of a human, the dragon jolted forward and made to snap their jaws shut around the head of this much more worthy opponent.

Worthier still the hunter would prove, as they ducked under Eira’s bite and swung their heavy blade up into the side of Eira’s head. Eira howled at the immense burning sensation of the metal cutting into their hide, and noticed an ominous purple-red energy drifting from where the sword had made contact. Dragon element… of course.

Backing off to reassess how best to go at this not-so-greenhorn-after-all enemy, Eira glared viciously at the accursed hunter. How dare their hide be sullied by the touch of a human weapon?

[ask-dhisufiroa-blog]

From afar in the end of the world a mighty figure of white, heavy scales, and glowing golden eyes, his underside covered in red, marked with blue all over, sat perched upon a large spiked mountain. His eyes were closed for a moment, the male Dhisufiroa concentrating on the silence around him when his eyes suddenly snapped open, his ears catching the sound of a strange but yet familiar roar. His eyes narrowed for a moment before he slowly raised his head forward, his eyes gleaming with curiosity as he gave a quick fang filled smirk. His wings open, tattered by years of war and spread up into the air, swiping through the air once as he used his powerful legs to leap up into the sky, his wings flapping a couple times as he moved forward, moving swiftly through the velvet sky as he began to soar over the tops of the trees. Then he caught the sound of roaring and human screaming, looking down into the forest before growling and slowing his speed, diving into the tops of the trees, hovering for a moment before landing upon the ground. He growled loudly as he climbed up upon a group of rocks, his massive form soon allowing himself to be reveled as he looms over the two, standing upon the massive rocks with his eyes glowing with a golden light, the sky dark red with his presence as he growled loudly, his form covered in shadows as a frozen wind blew across the land. From what one could see, his body was covered by faint scratches, his face bared a heavy scar at the corner of his right eye, a single slash that starts from the top of his temple and goes down to the bottom of his cheek bone, along with this scar there are two scars, both single slashes, one larger than the other, with both laying upon the right side of his lips, going vertically from his upper lip to his bottom lip. The two slashes are not as prominent as the single slash, but more prominent than the faint scratches upon his hide. He looked upon the other Dhisufiroa, he felt joy enter his heart, but yet he did not show, not all of it, for he wished to take a look of power, one he has achieved for years. But what happiness he did so he showed it with a fang filled smirk, finally at long last he has found another of his kind.

[dhisufiroa-deactivated20131207]

(Since nobody had actually entered my 30 thing anyway, let’s just scrap that entirely and start a new one for this glorious occasion c:

I’ll even make this one much easier for all of you. No writing required this time! Just reblog this post. That’s all you have to do to win a chance at some free...

[ask-dhisufiroa-blog]

((2: What is their experience as a child? Sorry for all the questions! :x))

Zorod, one of the fiercest generals his kind has ever wittnessed. His pure strength alone leaves many impressed, but the heightened senses he posses over the years of surviving countless battles and not to mention strengthening his own powers as well. How did he come to be this way? Well let me tell you.Zorod was born within the house of Druon, a family that was infamous for it’s military tactics and pure blooded fighters. Here he was taught how to fight, since the day he learned to talk and walk he was forced to practice his style of fighting. He fought day in and day out, being put through countless trials to prove his worth. They would throw him into the wilderness and make him fend for himself as he lived in the woods for up to a month, before he’s brought back to learn how to defend properly and how to tap into his powers without letting them get out of control. He was attacked by his own father, to show him that he should feel no fear, for there was no honor in fear. At first he would back off, but soon enough he struck back when his father lunged at him, at one point he nearly gouged out his own father’s eye. This was the beginning, his strength and determination showing more and more as his natural emotions were smothered underneath his training, turning him into the perfect soldier their land needed. Most soldiers were put through this training, but none showed the power and endurance the young Zorod showed. He didn’t have a true childhood, having to fight constantly since the day he walked. He was a soldier as a child and still is to this day. He climbed up the ranks through the wars, seeing countless of his comrades fall. Only two were strong enough, being his friends since his younger years, to become his faithful lieutenants. He still considers himself the general, he still considers himself a protector of his people and his kingdom, despite the land he knew being long gone.((No need to appologies, I like sharing info about this guy :) ))

[ask-dhisufiroa-blog]

(No rush, but I just thought I'd alert you that I posted since your tag doesn't seem to be working as yet~)

(( Alright thank you. :) I'll respond as soon as possible. ))

[cittamemes]

Anon or not, I'd like to hear your thoughts on how I play my character! Critiques as well as good points welcome!

[ask-white-fatalis]

((I am also working on my thoughts on your Characters, Thank you for being patient!))

[ask-dhisufiroa-blog]

((84: You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power? - I asked this because it made me chuckle, and it would be interesting to hear what super-power you think would be best to have!))

Hmmm... I suppose I would pick the power of...super speed. Why? So that, along with the great strength I have already, and my nearly impenetrable scales, I could also run and fly at a even greater rate than I already do. Heh.(( I would pick Super Strength, because I think it would be awesome to have the ability to pick up cars and stuff. ))

[askplesioth]

As a thank you to my followers for putting up with me I’m holding a little giveaway! But what are the prizes you ask ? Why it’s a drawing of your favorite Monster from Monster Hunter! I might even animate it slightly! (I’m still trying to learn how to make gifs , bear with me.)

But Plesioth-san...

[ask-dhisufiroa-blog]

(( I would love to have a picture of Zorod, which is my Dhisufiroa general guy. :) ))

[ask-dhisufiroa-blog]

(That starter might have to wait. I got dragged out of the house again, sorry. ^^; If you don't feel like waiting you're welcome to start otherwise I'll post whenever I get home again.)

(( I'm willing to wait no big deal ^.^ ))

[ask-dhisufiroa-blog]

(I'm going to pick up zelda from the game shop shortly but I can start when I get home afterwards ^^)

(( Alright sounds like a good plan. :) ))