generation of chaos
A distant land, an ancient legend brought to life, 10 nations seeking to claim it. the war has begun
Organizer:
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*Erabus growled lowly as it rose then shut off abruptly showing its frustration, laid down and rested its head on its paws. Plotting an escape plan in its head*
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“You know…if you behave….you might like it here…or at the very least, not dislike it”
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“It ain’t home,” It growled.
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It is now erabus. No two ways about that.
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*Erabus huffed as smoke puffed out form the corners of its mouth*
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So….is there anything you require?, or are we going to sit here in silence, and have a staring competition? “
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“I…dun…need anything..”
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“I see….” He stretched slowly. “Feel free to ask in the future”
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*Erabus grunted, it didn’t get while he was being nice all a sudden*
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“You know I can quite happily sit here all day?”
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*Erabus shifted, It couldn’t stay still for more than ten minutes*
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“Need a walk? You look agitated”
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“eeerr..fin,” it growled.
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*his brow furrowed*
“Pardon….I didn’t quite understand that” -
“Fine…I can..walk meh self…though,” It stood.
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