ARCHIVED

Previously a blog for Thresh, the Chain Warden which has now been permentantly archived. Thank you for the good times we have shared.

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Archived

Thank you for the good times we have shared, but I have no further need to keep this blog. I might reopen. 

Thank you.

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NOCTURNE. Karthus has been off doin' shit for awhile. Mean's I ain't being monitored. LET'S GO KILL SHIT.

THAT’S THE SPIRIT, M’BOY.

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LET’S GO TO NOXUS OR SOME SHIT. BILDGEWATER IS OLD NEWS I WANNA PISS OFF SOMEBODY NEW.

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I am bored and lonely. Entertain me inkspill.

Do you wish to engage in combat?

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“…” leans back. “What.”

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Is violence not the kind of entertainment you seek?

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“I mean I am all for it I just didn’t expect that.” Shifts. “Uh. You sure?”

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I am bored and lonely. Entertain me inkspill.

Do you wish to engage in combat?

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“...” leans back. “What.”

[shepherdofthedead-deactivated20]

Looks at knocked over pile. Kneels and tries to fix quietly.

The lich laid a gentle hand upon Thresh’s large and broad back.. before he knelt by his side. “Together, dear.” He whispered. One by one, he began to collect the books. Placing them together. It didn’t really matter how they were sorted, he would not allow Thresh to do it alone.

He already looked guilty enough.

“It is not your fault, you are tall.. big.. more than I will ever be.” 

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An awkward side-glance was offered to the lich from Thresh as he tried to handle the books as carefully as possible. Which wasn’t exactly that careful. Wicked claws still managed to mar the covers.

“...Yeah.” A huff left Thresh as he shifted aside awkwardly so that Karthus may help.

Only to  nearly knock over another pile of books.

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@chainsofthedamned

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“Karthus...”

[tantibus-aeternam]

How ya been handling yourself, inkboy?

Humans die more swiftly then I realized. I thought I’d have more time.

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That unfortunately seems to happen. Could say that you just gotta get ready for ‘it’ but even if you do, you’re never ready. You’ll be fine, bud. It may just take a long while.

[tantibus-aeternam]

No. I have a plan.

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That doesn’t sound good. Don’t do something regrettable or stupid.

[tantibus-aeternam]

How ya been handling yourself, inkboy?

Humans die more swiftly then I realized. I thought I’d have more time.

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That unfortunately seems to happen. Could say that you just gotta get ready for ‘it’ but even if you do, you’re never ready. You’ll be fine, bud. It may just take a long while.

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[naturespiritheart]

lead me XVIII by JoannaRzeznikowska (please leave credit)

[kaijufluffs]

We believe in you. <3

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Daddy how do I get to be as cool as you

“I mean I guess in theory you are? We’re both dead, so we’re both cool.”

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"My dear, I know you are concerned for my well being; however, I insist on going with you." [mobile w00]

“You are needed here, at the Isles. Not at my side when I am working.” His voice came solid, and harsh. “You have things you must do and tend to here. The other’s need some sense of guidance and you’re the only one who can provide any worth while. Stay.” Thresh huffed, his arms folding across his broad chest.

He understood Karthus’s desire to help, and to be by his side - he knew Karthus was not worthless or weak, but he also knew that Karthus had a duty to uphold here, and his powers would be needed here should anything happen. It wasn’t like Thresh wasn’t used to doing work and missions alone - even the more life-threatening ones.

He didn’t need Karthus with him. It wasn’t necessary. Not to mention…the last thing he would want is Karthus to get hurt while they were working.

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The finality of Thresh’s tone did nothing to alleviate Karthus’ concern. He understood just how dangerous the Templars had been, and he had seen the Purifiers at work. He understood how powerful Thresh was… and yet he remained worried. 

He stared up at the Warden with stern eyes… before he let out a long, shaking breath. 

   “I understand. But…” He paused, running a hand through his thinning hair. 

    “You have a tendency to get carried away and.. I do not want you to be hurt,       worse.”  

He understood the nature of his duties; he was to remain in the Shadow Isles and protect the others. Protect the souls and provide guidance to the others– heavens knew they needed it– and yet, his concern would not fade away.

   “… Please, promise me you shall be careful.” 

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      The old Warden didn’t really understand Karthus’s concern. Had he had a nightmare or something recently that had gotten under his skin? Usually Thresh could go about his business without Karthus worrying. He scratched his ‘chin’ absently.

            “I do, I guess. But it doesn’t matter, really. I don’t get hurt that bad or that often, so I don’t see the problem here.” he murmured. 

      Sure, he got violent. Sure, he got into fights more than enough, and got carried away, but a few scratches or a stab wound or two wouldn’t put Thresh down, that was for sure. A low rumble eventually left the massive Warden.

             “Fine. Fine. I’ll be careful.” 

      A low mumble. He felt like he was being babied - by someone significantly younger, no less. He knew Karthus meant well, but sometimes it baffled Thresh, the way Karthus treated him. 

[daughterofchains]

Originally posted by i-will-show-you-my-life

“I’ll be as good as him one day. Almost there.”

@chainsofthedamned @xdarkpassage

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smokes cigar

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So anons are trying to bother you in this account again, I see... ;-; Looks like some people have nothing better to do 3 I miss talking to you tho, I don't usually spend a lot of time on skype 3 Stay nice c: and don't forget you can always talk to me if you need to!

;; They have never stopped for a good 4-5+ months now. At least. I’m just done with dealing with it and refuse to put up with it any more, especially with how I am now.

But it’s fine, now orries. Things happen. But thank you. uvu ;;

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;; Anon is going off permanently. From here on out, if you have a problem with me or want to snark, you can do it face to face. ;;

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"My dear, I know you are concerned for my well being; however, I insist on going with you." [mobile w00]

“You are needed here, at the Isles. Not at my side when I am working.” His voice came solid, and harsh. “You have things you must do and tend to here. The other’s need some sense of guidance and you’re the only one who can provide any worth while. Stay.” Thresh huffed, his arms folding across his broad chest.

He understood Karthus’s desire to help, and to be by his side - he knew Karthus was not worthless or weak, but he also knew that Karthus had a duty to uphold here, and his powers would be needed here should anything happen. It wasn’t like Thresh wasn’t used to doing work and missions alone - even the more life-threatening ones.

He didn’t need Karthus with him. It wasn’t necessary. Not to mention...the last thing he would want is Karthus to get hurt while they were working.