a lot of making fun of powerscalers kinda is just being an asshole for the sake of it which sucks because powerscaling is funny. these things are jokes. it's posting

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a lot of making fun of powerscalers kinda is just being an asshole for the sake of it which sucks because powerscaling is funny. these things are jokes. it's posting
The Shadow Man - Masterlist
have you heard of the Shadow Man?
Origins: (Dr Facilier’s Story and Who He Was Before)
Pt 1 - Sleepless
Pt 2 - 1, 2, 3,
Pt 3 - Run Away, Punk
Pt 4 - The Bayou
Pt 5 - Dead or Alive.
Pt 6 - Stirring Shadows
Pt 7 - Ombre Sombre
Fraying
On The Other Side - Coming, But Not Anytime Soon (Takes Place After Movie)
Aight school's starting back up so I'm not posting every other Monday anymmore because I'm not tryna get stressed over writing fanfic for a fucking disney movie.
mi amino en estos momentos :c
RESPETEMOS TODOS LOS SHIPS POR IGUAL MUCHACHOS >:”v
> lux: check on your rather ecstatic friend. // @fraying
❛❛ the -- ah. outfit of your class is rather characteristic. ❜❜
she’s trying not to giggle, honestly. but, he seems rather happy about it, so she is happy for him, in turn. her own maroon robes were rather uncharacteristic in respect. it was a dress. with parts of the skirt cut out. fantastic. sylas’ god tier might make him look a clown, ( and he, right now, is certainly acting the part. ) but it had far more flare to it than the seer’s.
neither of them had time to mourn the passing of the other, but for good reason. such as the outer circles uncoiling and the fact that they never remained permanently dead, at least not this time. sona was the only other to acquire her status before the others. the ladies had claimed that feat, until sylas’ rather untimely demise and lux’s foresight.
she gives him a moment, before firmly patting him on the shoulder. ❛❛ how do you feel ? ❜❜
Quiet is the voice which addresses SYLAS OF DREGBOURNE, the speaker having heard accounts of his many deeds - almost all of which are distasteful to her. Yet, she hopes - she hopes against likely possibility - that rumors are simply TALES FOR THE UNKNOWING. ❛ I’ve heard of you, ❜ Sage begins, biting down on the uncertain quiver which threatens to break her voice. ( Does a wolf see the fear in its prey’s eyes? Nay, CERTAINLY NOT - A wolf does not need to perceive such things to hunt, to catch, to feast - ) ❛ You’re the one who KILLED THE KING. ❜
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THE RIVERS HAS ALWAYS MADE HER THINK ABOUT MEMORIES OF HOME, her dearest homeland under the seas which she has promise to comeback one day. And she WILL comeback to her Mirai trible. Nami really enjoys the rivers because she always can put her feet ( when she's in her human form ) whenever she feels tired of walking around the dry lands. Lifting up her foot out of the cold water a few times, Nami heard some kind of NOISE and glared at its direction.
❝ Who is it? Show yourself! ❞
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❝ you could run, but you have done enough running, haven’t you? ❞ lamb, bowed over her quiver, laid the weapon atop the crest of her knees, looking onto the young, revolutionary mage with bold defiance in his eyes. ❝ it is not yet time for your hunt, ❞ she adds, a curiosity in the well of her chest for the man who had so many things carved into the harsh line of his mouth, unspoken, death a whisper but still not loud enough to claim him. ( he should have died, once, but he kept fighting, fighting, fighting! ).
❝ he will be mine, ❞ wolf growled just behind her, a dark mist, hovering impatiently around her shoulders. ❝ he might be yours, dear wolf, ❞ lamb answered, her palm fondly pressed against his nose as she considered, ❝ he has many things he feels unfinished. ❞ many lives passed by, many wasted, many taken, unfair, fair, it did not matter. but this soul was patient: knew patience as intimately as lamb knew it, all for words that spoke of righteousness, of ‘revolution’, of -- ❝ he also hunts, ❞ wolf said, more sensitive than he knew, and lamb nodded. ❝ but not the hunt as we know it, ❞ lamb finished, straightening out to stand.
❝ aren’t you on a journey, sylas? you should move quickly. ❞ she lingered even as wolf paced: advice, for the mage who met them before the chase, before meeting them was less chance, more inevitability. ( the young mage who craved more than his own freedom, the young mage who once had hands much cleaner ). ❝ the winds will not always blow behind you. ❞
@fraying liked for a starter!