Author   |
Title |
Description |
Date |
Rank |
| Elobo |
Watchful Sentry |
The immense bulk of the Wetnosaur belies a more gentle demeanor. These huge omnivores attack only when they are hungry, or feel their young are at risk. Indeed, a giant Wetnosaur egg would be a delicious quarry to many predators big or small. The curious behemoth leers down at a passing creature, ready to snuff the life from its bones if it dare compromise the nest.
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5/24/09 |
0.00 |
| Elobo |
Clipping the Wings of Courage |
[ebff2011] A mind encroaching upon itself. Such useless bravado, such wasteful swagger. This facade, is this how you see yourself? Your meager veneer is crippled, your psyche squeezes in upon itself. You had courage, it's been shattered. Now you see clearly. You see just how great of an adversary you are yourself. The illusion rent asunder, innocence ground to a pulp. All that is left is desperation. For the world, for your friends, for yourself.
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1/17/11 |
0.00 |
| Elobo |
Gruff Theft Tessie |
Bubble Monkey was simply flirting with a local gal when a Gruff Goat tore into him, stole his gum, and absconded with Tessie! After plenty of shock and a little dismay, Bubble Monkey ran helplessly along the coas. He'd lost his ride and his bubble gum. The gruff goat was meanwhile in over his head, it would take ages to get this gum out of his manly beard! It was too gorgeous of a beard to cut off. And so the eternal struggle of life goes on. (ebfgp)
|
8/6/09 |
0.00 |
| Elobo |
Let... ME OUT. |
[ebff2011] Despoiled sac of bloat, frothing behemoth writhing in the decay below. Sealed in, captive of the pulsating energy of earth. Contagious wretch, held in invisible magnetic bonds. It soaked them. I grew to hate them and depend on them. And then they were released. Stolen. Its power and its prison. Its inhibitor. Its spawn grew larger and more violent. And its anger swelled in propensity. Too large now to fit through the holes to the pristine world above, it hews its cage away without effort. Great chunks of stone and metal tossed aside, difficulty a foreign notion. All of the filth spilled into the underworld is about to bubble up and rot away the surface. Imbibed in the pestilence of the Rat's wake.
|
1/17/11 |
0.00 |
| Elobo |
Yummy for my Tummy |
I wait alone in my abyssal room, closed off from the rest of Nowhere's pelagic envelope. My fist... it can punch. My foot... it can kick. In essence I am the perfect punching an kicking machine. And so I wait... wait for a true contender to defeat in combat so that I may rightly wear this awesome crown. And I've eaten to stay alive for all these years of waiting. I've eaten my own ever-replicating red spheres of nutrition. I am yummy for my own tummy.
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1/22/10 |
0.00 |
