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@skullgrinderkulta
Read homestuck or i send you ANDREW HUSSIE'S CURSE
Oh gosh I’d better get on that, hadn’t I
Hello skillgriner
Greetings from cancellation hell! How may I be of service to you?
KILL KYUBEI AND PRAISE GAMZEE
Sure, that sounds like something to do. Armies of the dead, arise!
Hello skillgriner
Greetings from cancellation hell! How may I be of service to you?
open rp
YOINK
HON HON HON, MON AMIE
The Girl and the Skull Grinder
Kulta stared down at the Okotan, barely taller than his knee, and decided she was no threat. “I have come to rebuild my army,” he explained. “The village here was attacked by Lava Beasts not long ago. The corpses are still warm. I will enter that village, defeat whatever fools stand in my way, and raise those bodies as my warriors. Does that make it clear?”
Khalee’s face scrunched into a frown. “Crystal. Now, if I were to let you go, what exactly would you be wanting to do with this army? Because as much as they try to push me away, I can’t let anyone bring harm to my people.”
Kulta chuckled. “Nothing much, villager. I need only reconquer the City of the Mask Makers, and then this island will belong to me. No one but Ekimu needs to die.”
Khalee sighed, pinching the bridge of her mask. “I’ll think about it.”
“What is there to think about?” Kulta remarked. “You either oppose me or you do not.“ He sheathed his blade and took a few steps across the leaves. “I am going to the village. If you oppose me, do your best to stop me. Otherwise, good day to you.”
“See, here’s my issue: I don’t have any good feelings towards Ekimu, either, but I don’t really like the idea of anyone getting caught as collateral damage.”
“Collateral damage?” Kulta laughed. He continued to walk towards the village, not turning his head. “If you want to avoid collateral damage, then stay out of my way.” With that, he trekked on in the direction of the village graveyard.
Tell a tale about me, weaver! - skullgrinderkulta
As you wish…
Long ago there was a pirate, strong as he was foolhardy. He lead his raiders from island to island, stealing whatever he could. One day he lead them to the wrong island, where he finally met defeat. In his angered state he made a deal with a shadow, a cunning and evil force who promised him everything he could ever dream of. Unfortunately for the pirate his new ally’s plans left him dead and buried, but he would see life again. The shadow used dark magic to raise his withered husk from the grave, an undead vessel of his will. Wielding a lethal weapon, the Skull Grinder made his way to the great forge followed by his undead minions. There he stood against the Toa and Ekimu, who soon enough defeated him. The greatest deceit that the shadow ever performed was convincing the pirate that he was in control and that his life meant anything to the shadow. For once he had failed he was abandoned, and the shadow left his immortal skeleton to rot. Even those who claim to be unstoppable, those who already have malice in their hearts…can be corrupted.
Hmmmmm...
I like it! A thrilling story, and a cautionary tale. But where do I come in?
Voodoo Brothers
Long ago on the island of Okoto, two fiendish crooks were chained together and locked away for their dastardly deeds, only to be abandoned when the city of the Mask Makers was left in ruins. But, many many years after their death, the evil Kulta has used Skull Spiders to bring this duo back from eternal imprisonment to fight in his mighty Skull Army! The catch? They’re still inseparably chained together!
Happy Halloween folks :) x
Inside every person is a soldier
Inside every person is a skeleton
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T H E S K E L E T O N W A R B E G I N S A G A I N
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Me after getting out of that terrible rubble
i feel obligated to repost for this year
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IT BEGINS
A hooded figure walks out of the shadows and over Kulta's grave. they draw a spooky symbol on the ground, and place 5 very scary items at diffrent ends. A skull, a carved pumpkin, a paper cut out ghost, a math test, and a Skeletor action figure. "By the power of halloween I command you to rise from your tomb. Arise, Skull Grinder!"
With a tremendous shriek, Kulta erupted from the rubble in which he had slumbered for the months since G2′s cancellation. “I LIVE,” he proclaimed, which wasn’t and had never been strictly true, but was still fun to say. “NOW LET THE REAPING BEGIN!!!”
The Girl and the Skull Grinder
Kulta stared down at the Okotan, barely taller than his knee, and decided she was no threat. “I have come to rebuild my army,” he explained. “The village here was attacked by Lava Beasts not long ago. The corpses are still warm. I will enter that village, defeat whatever fools stand in my way, and raise those bodies as my warriors. Does that make it clear?”
Khalee’s face scrunched into a frown. “Crystal. Now, if I were to let you go, what exactly would you be wanting to do with this army? Because as much as they try to push me away, I can’t let anyone bring harm to my people.”
Kulta chuckled. “Nothing much, villager. I need only reconquer the City of the Mask Makers, and then this island will belong to me. No one but Ekimu needs to die.”
Khalee sighed, pinching the bridge of her mask. “I’ll think about it.”
“What is there to think about?” Kulta remarked. “You either oppose me or you do not." He sheathed his blade and took a few steps across the leaves. “I am going to the village. If you oppose me, do your best to stop me. Otherwise, good day to you.”
October can’t come soon enough
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Me when I get out from under all this rubble
IT’S THAT TIME OF YEAR AGAIN
Spooky Scary Skeletons!
Mfw victory is within my grasp and then motherfucking Ekimu shows up
Every time I s2g he is there EVERY time like calm down old man go forge some masks or shit you don’t get paid to ruin my dreams
tfw TLG cancels your line and you’re still buried in rubble beneath the Region of Stone
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I will personally come dig you out because this decision is complete crap.
Seconded.
Fucking dammit lego
Okay can you both hurry up because I think I’m beginning to fossilize
tfw TLG cancels your line and you’re still buried in rubble beneath the Region of Stone
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