- Tyrant Valvatorez -

Independent Tyrant Valvatorez RP Blog. ||Multiverse | OC Friendly|| Linked account with Impaler-Prince.

[impaler-prince]

~{{random report here;

just so that everyone knows–I have not moved this RP blog to Twitter. I will not be moving this RP blog to Twitter. and I will most definitely not consider moving this RP blog to Twitter.

unless I announce otherwise on this blog, there will not be any return from my hiatus.

I mention this because there seems to be a lot of people on Twitter using the same reaction images that I used and it’s confusing some people thinking they are me. or someone is claiming my memes from edits to my silly art shenanigans from yore.

I am on a long hiatus from RPing as Valvatorez right now as I have much work to be done. perhaps I will return some time in the future but until then, I am currently inactive unless publicly announced HERE on THIS blog!

thank you all for your concerns. if you have questions or further concerns, you can take it to @tyrantrhys }}~

[absinthundblut]

[tyrantrhys-art]

So! Remember this?

Well, one just got finished! Hope you enjoy because I sure did but also didn’t. :3 Still wildly inspired by Spawn. But dear god if there’s something to be proud of…

[x]

[josiewosiie]

                    ‘ you’re a monster. ‘                                                                                               " yes. “

[monstersuggestions]

I am your monster and I will protect you.

[judgcr-blog]

Nemo knew it wasn’t a good idea to be separate from his comrades in such a landscape as this. The inside of Fear the Great was a dark, hellish thing, reflective of the man it was currently possessing, he thought to himself. The former tyrant had always imagined that a system created by God himself would be more heavenly than… this. Perhaps it once was, and that judge had tainted it with all of his hate.

With a slice of the vampire’s sword, his quiet musings were brought to an end as an embodiment of malice creeping up behind him was suddenly cut in half. As much as he loathed the human who thought himself the judge of not only humanity, but demons and even angels, he couldn’t help but cringe at the pained mutter that escaped the malice in its final moments.

Except he heard more angered whispers, more quiet declarations of hate. Every muscle in Nemo’s body tensed, and far too slowly, he turned around.

“Should have known you would have found me…” He murmured, staring into the glowing eyes of Malice. “Better me than the others.

“So? You gonna kill me or?”

@bloodsoakedtyrant

[bloodsoakedtyrant]

Cocooned in the black and thick threads of hatred and pain. Mummified inside the bandages of anger and despair. Tangled and bound deep within the belly of a beast. That beast, birthing more and more manifestations of his once vivid and clear memories of all the creatures and demons that he had seen created by those forsaken humans. Memories lost, fuzzed and manipulated by the beast; only one thing was needed to feed it...to manifest it so large and fearsome: hatred. The Great beast itself, it seemed like...a giant mass of everything one might be afraid of. With a large head and multiple sockets for eyes...yet, nothing there but a vibrant red glow that could stretch for miles across the land. Spotlighting the vampire just below. 

An animal like grumble rolled off the back of that tongue. Under it, was the Judge’s voice. Humming with fury as he grew closer to the vampire. 

“They’re all deceivers! They are all damned! Wolves in the skins of sheep! Humans, Demons, Angels! All forms of justice couldn’t save my beloved ones!”

The voice that echoed...trailed from purity of hatred and distorted into a sorrowful anguish...but only for a split second. As the rush of longing poisoned the Judge’s mind and very tainted soul within the great beast. Distorting the monster’s physical form and backing down a from the vampire.

“There is no way to save what has already been damned! Out of my way! Or I will blacken you with the same fire that blackened me! I will make all feel the burn!”

[bloodsoakedtyrant]

BLOG UPDATE

Verses have been added. And I’m still alive, my darlings! Fret not.

[rpxmusings]

                        I GUESS I’M JUST A  MESS                         AND MAYBE I’M JUST  L O N E L Y  AND  B I T T E R

                                                    BUT I KNOW THAT MY HEAD’S A STORM AND MY CHEST IS EMPTY

[bloodsoakedtyrant]

“......All Hallows Eve.”

[for-pete-sake-memes]

💀 Reblog if your muse is deadly

[themusewhomuses]

Oh, my darling, look at the blood on your hands. You have the eyes of a k i l l e r.

[theunrequitedlover]

[sokumotanaka-deactivated2018121]

Send ☭ for a vs. battle quote to your muse

[bloodsoakedtyrant]

sokumotanaka:

Includes

Battle Theme:

Battle intro:

Victory:

Defeat:

Assist:

Taunt:

Reacting to Taunt:

Flee:

Reacting to Flee:

Tie:

Perfect Victory:

Finish Move:

[bloodsoakedtyrant]

Starter Call for the Bitter Old Bat.

~{{Like for a starter! Any and everyone is welcome!}}~

[deaderthandecafcoffee-deactivat]

[bloodsoakedtyrant] "Might I have a word with you, Lad?"

“Waddup?”

[bloodsoakedtyrant]

oblivious-adventurer:

“What’s that. Promising something I don’t know is a big risk.”

“Promise that you’ll take good care of Felan...”

[deaderthandecafcoffee-deactivat]

[bloodsoakedtyrant] "Might I have a word with you, Lad?"

“Waddup?”

[bloodsoakedtyrant]

oblivious-adventurer:

“You never told me yours though.” He did the same, gently rubbing the rock around his neck.

“If I win...you have to promise me something very important.”

Holding up his cards for Zegan to take one.

“Very...important. Something that only you can do for me...”

[deaderthandecafcoffee-deactivat]

[bloodsoakedtyrant] "Might I have a word with you, Lad?"

“Waddup?”

[bloodsoakedtyrant]

oblivious-adventurer:

Zegan sat down in a chair across from him. “So what’s your wager?”

Have faith…he is the child of-…wait, no. Being the child of that Dean isn’t all that much to have faith in. No, no…even that is wrong. Even today, the vampire had much faith in the Dean; therefore, he had to have the same for the lad.

He cut the deck and shuffled up the cards before dealing them like you would for Old Maid.

“Alright…what do you want if you win…? Tell me this first.”

[deaderthandecafcoffee-deactivat]

“You know what I want. I kinda say it about 50 times a day.”

[bloodsoakedtyrant]

“Yes. As expected. You want friends and you want adventure...right? Assuming that your adventures will obtain stones to your own value.”

Separating his doubles and removing them from his hand and placed face up ontop of the table. Patiently waiting for Zegan to do the same before they begin.

“I’ll agree to your wager.”