Of the Abyss

"If you stare long enough into the abyss, you'll find that it stares back at you."

[sharkrocket]

If you’re bleeding Undo

And if you’re sweating Undo

If you’re crying, darling Undo

[desertsorceressofjugo-deactivat]

the-darkstalker reblogged your post:holder-of-the-fort replied to your…

((I’VE MADE TYPOS SO BAD, I REFERRED TO DRUMMOND AS “THE DARKSTALKER”))

((YOU GET OUTTA HERE.))

[the-darkstalker]

((RUDE.))

[desertsorceressofjugo-deactivat]

holder-of-the-fort replied to your post:holder-of-the-fort replied to your post:((Looking…

((GIRL, I’VE MADE TYPOS SO BAD THEY AFFECT MY OTHER MUSES))

((I’VE MADE TYPOS SO BAD THEY COMPLETELY CHANGE THE ENTIRE MEANING OF A SENTENCE.))

[the-darkstalker]

((I'VE MADE TYPOS SO BAD, I REFERRED TO DRUMMOND AS "THE DARKSTALKER"))

[ubicxncordia]

(( Gough’s grasping Orn around the waist like an ice cream cone, holding him off the ground

Orn has his arms folded and a nasty scowl on his face

Gough takes him somewhere private and quiet, sets him down, takes a seat on the floor, and just waits, because he knows if he does…

"…it hurt pulling that damnable horsehair off mine head, Sir Gough.”

and the archer talks Ornstein into calming down and letting it go

later on the captain and Artorias forgive each other and life goes on

…until the next madcap idea ))

[ashes-beneath-cinders]

"Calm thyself, Captain. Art thou feeling better?"

"…yeah…"

[axemurderercreighton-deactivate]

I wanna do the dark souls/DkS2 rping but I don't know who to do

((YOU DO!!! AWESOME!!

Did any of the characters strike you as weird or interesting? There are lot of NPCs that do not have blogs at the moment. 

some of the ones I would like to see are:

Both Crestfallen bros

DS 1Dusk of OolacileSieglinde of CatarinaEingyiManeater mildredKIRKLeeroy

DS2Benhart of Jugo (current one is inactive I think)Magerold of LaniferMelentiaTargrayCromwell the pardoner

If anyone wants to reblog this with other characters they would like to see feel free. ))

[isaakwolfram-deactivated2015013]

http://isaakwolfram.tumblr.com/post/95385130061 There are blogs for some characters, but I haven’t added them all, mainly because I don’t have the link to their blog right now.

[the-darkstalker]

Greetings Undead, I am Kaathe. Of the Abyss. Perhaps you are in need of aid...

[the-darkstalker]

((Jesus christ 5 more followers. I HAVE DONE NOTHING. WHY ARE YOU HERE. I MEAN I'LL DO STUFF SOON I PROMISE.))

[the-darkstalker]

The true question of dark souls is not: “link the fire or become the dark lord”. The true question is: 

Is it OrnstINE or OrnstEEN?

[the-darkstalker]

I leave for a few days and suddenly this has a 100 notes, I have 30 new followers, and jesus has come back to life. The fuck. 

[through-fire-and-archives]

ღ

Laurentius glared up at the serpent.

"I know what sort of kiss you’re referring to, snake, and I’ll have none of it,” he said. 

ALTERNATELY, IF YOU’RE NOT REFERRING TO LIFEDRAIN:

The pyromancer could be found several hundred yards away, fleeing the scene at a dead sprint. 

[the-darkstalker]

✔

✔: A plot you would love to play out with your character

I've always wanted to play around in Oolacile, if you know what I'm referring to. Maybe talk with some sealers, or the abysswalker himself. OOoo and talking with Manus maybe? While I want to just generally interact with all of the people of DS1 and their OC's, I would love to do Oolacile stuff the most.

[the-darkstalker]

Ask the Mun

✔: A plot you would love to play out with your character

★: A blog you'd love to roleplay with

✖: A plot you would never do/can't do with your character

♔: A character (in general) that you'd like to interact with

☀: Another Mun that you really admire/respect

☣: A pet peeve about roleplaying

☠: Something you dislike about your fandom

➸: Something you like about your fandom

✉: Someone you're afraid to approach/unsure of approaching

☄: A doubt you have about your writing

☮: Something you're confident about with your writing

✿: Three of your favourite followers

❂: Three of your favourite blogs that you follow

❢: Your favourite icon of your muse's FC

♘: Your favourite icon of your Mun FC

☎: A picture of yourself

♫: An argument that you're sick of hearing

♈: An argument/topic that you could debate all day

[ask-licia-of-lindelt]

"…how rude of you, cleric. That has never stopped me before."

The darkstalker readies a talisman. He acquired it from some body somewhere. He swears he had nothing to do with whatever befell the previous owner.

"I demand you begin the teachings this moment, while my patience is still strong."

Souls, serpent. I require souls. 

You will get nothing from me without payment first .

2,000 souls for the miracle of healing.

"…"

He slides the requires souls across the floor to the stingy maiden. Damn she drives a hard bargain. But he will not be made a fool of! He must represent the armless everywhere.

The souls are snatched from his toothy grasp before he has time to blink. With souls in her pocket her demeanor changes noticeably.

"Very well, you have proven your devotion to the gods. If your faith is adequate this prayer will heal your flesh when recited." She almost grins while speaking the final word. 

Licia whispers the prayer to the darkstalker, so that only the one that has paid the price can hear the holy fable. 

the-darkstalker

[the-darkstalker]

"...mmm...mhmm...ah...yes...indeed."

The darkstalker nodded as she whispered the words in his ear.

"Then it is time. Behold!" he mumbled through the talisman in his mouth. 

...nothing happens.

"...Perhaps I lack the faith in myself required. This is new after-all. Give me a moment."

[the-darkstalker]

The true question of dark souls is not: "link the fire or become the dark lord". The true question is: 

Is it OrnstINE or OrnstEEN?

[the-darkstalker]

No more illusions now. Or perhaps one final one. It is difficult to tell.

The darkness peeled back, but her room’s walls never appeared. neither did her ceiling, floor, or even bed. Instead there was a lone bonfire that served as a beacon alongside her fist full of defiant combustion. A bonfire, and the beast that towered before her, were her only company. Around them; dark. And only dark. The abyss.

He brought himself up to full, dizzying height. From deep in his throat, came a gurgling, horrible tremor.

Laughing.

"I see, Jenessa. You have made your decision clear…”

He spit the next words at her;

"…Then I’ll be taking back your toys.”

Suddenly, the crimson light that had shown so brilliantly in the dark flickered. It defied him. It wanted to stay. It wanted its host like the parasite it was. But it could not fend off the dark. The violet pulse ceased as shadow wrapped around her arm.

Her incredibly flame was immediately dimmed. The dark threatened to choke it out. It suffocated everything; man, beast, or flame. 

Her blade hummed violently. It had dipped into the darkness below, almost melting into the deep surrounding her. Pulling it back revealed that the portion of the blade that had fell beneath the light had in fact melted away. Only inches of brazen steel remained attached to the hilt.

"Look up, Jenessa. What do you see? There is no sun. No moon above. Nary a twinkle from a distant star. This is what is coming. This is the truth.This is how the old ones will fall and you shall triumph.”

[jenessa-mercier]

She looked at the serpent without an ounce of fear, eyes calm and still. A low sigh came from her before she replied, her normally smooth voice carrying a long dormant undercurrent: the sound of her darker self, held in check for so long. The sound of rebellion and unrestrained chaos.  "Once again, you fail to realize that it matters not to me. We are already in the Age of Ash, the Dark is already here, Light is failing and you take interest in me. I’ve already sworn to bring the Dark Lord to power, even now, I simply wait for when he chooses to end Gwyn and I will accompany him to the Kiln."  She cast aside the ruined weapon and spread her hands out at her side, The dark knightess made no move to fight the darkness that was slowly seeping up her limbs, defiance radiating from her as the Dark deepened. A harsh bark of laughter came from her lips as she felt it draw ever closer to consuming her.  ”I already know this. Somebody will eventually link the flame and cause the Age of Fire to begin again… So until the Age of Dark begins, there is no use for me.”

[the-darkstalker]

The dark welcomed her home. It washed over her eagerly, lapping at her clothes and outstretched limbs.

"The light lingers, Gwyn still burns and his foolish third born yet stalls."

The dark grew. The bonfire's light faded along with her chaos flame. The voice, too, had begun to fade.

"And you stand idly by and watch. The dark is strong but it needs its allies."

The abyss continued to creep closer. It threatened to drown her very being. Kaathe's visage disappeared into the black.

"...Your word is not enough. We demand action."

The dark was engulfing her, but it was warm. Embracing. It felt like drifting off to sleep in a warm bed on a cold night. The voice too, had grown softer.

"...You could be great Jenessa. You could be one of us once more."

She opened her eyes. Her room greets her. The moon shines arrogantly bright outside the window. Perhaps it's pleased to have won.

The red eye orb rests on the floor in front of her bed, staring at her. Surely it's an empty gaze. The eye is decorative. Dead. Correct?

[minweber]

Scream

by Vulpes-Ibculta

[jesterthomas]

((For the Character Stats Framework, you put down 10 as battle skill. 10 implies Thomas can take down Batman. I'd say it's a solid 6 or so without pyromancy.))

((I was taking “Battle Skill” to mean with all his weapons at his disposal? If it had said “Hand to Hand Skill” then you’d probably be right, but.

))

[the-darkstalker]

{{Batman occasionally has troubles taking down one clown. This is a clown that's ON FIRE ALL THE TIME AND BACKSTAB PROOF.}}

[ask-licia-of-lindelt]

You there, scurrying in the dark. Have you need of miracles? Come into the light and embrace the fate the gods have blessed you with. 

I do believe you’ve made a mistake, miss. Some enjoy the convoy of the dark. 

And I’m sure the gods would have me blessed with a most desirable fate, he jested sarcastically to himself in his shadows.

You have no hands to hold a chime with? Then you are of no use to me. Be gone from my sight serpent I have no business with you. 

She readies her chime, if the creature should strike she will not hesitate. 

"…how rude of you, cleric. That has never stopped me before."

The darkstalker readies a talisman. He acquired it from some body somewhere. He swears he had nothing to do with whatever befell the previous owner.

"I demand you begin the teachings this moment, while my patience is still strong."

Souls, serpent. I require souls. 

You will get nothing from me without payment first .

2,000 souls for the miracle of healing.

[the-darkstalker]

"..."

He slides the requires souls across the floor to the stingy maiden. Damn she drives a hard bargain. But he will not be made a fool of! He must represent the armless everywhere.

[ask-licia-of-lindelt]

You there, scurrying in the dark. Have you need of miracles? Come into the light and embrace the fate the gods have blessed you with. 

I do believe you’ve made a mistake, miss. Some enjoy the convoy of the dark. 

And I’m sure the gods would have me blessed with a most desirable fate, he jested sarcastically to himself in his shadows.

You have no hands to hold a chime with? Then you are of no use to me. Be gone from my sight serpent I have no business with you. 

She readies her chime, if the creature should strike she will not hesitate. 

[the-darkstalker]

"...how rude of you, cleric. That has never stopped me before."

The darkstalker readies a talisman. He acquired it from some body somewhere. He swears he had nothing to do with whatever befell the previous owner.

"I demand you begin the teachings this moment, while my patience is still strong."