Current Tally
Action
- burningclaw2
[Y] Protect your identity, play along with your father. If you want to break away from the E88 or never join up with it, it can be decided later, your identity is more important at the moment.
-[Y] Dad went through a lot of trouble to build us a rich and powerful organization. It'd be a shame to turn it against us rather than bend it to our dark will.
- 1986ctcel, SwiftRosenthal, dasstan, Drak4806
[Y] Protect your identity, play along with your father. If you want to break away from the E88 or never join up with it, it can be decided later, your identity is more important at the moment.
-[Y] Dad went through a lot of trouble to build us a rich and powerful organization. It'd be a shame to turn it against us rather than bend it to our dark will.
[Y] If its Ophelia and Aaron, let Ophelia play nurse. Even missing an eye, she's definitely fap worthy
- unsafejakal, Biigoh, Selias, ```, Happerry
[Y] Protect your identity, play along with your father. If you want to break away from the E88 or never join up with it, it can be decided later, your identity is more important at the moment.
[Y] If its Ophelia and Aaron, let Ophelia play nurse. Even missing an eye, she's definitely fap worthy.
Motivation
- burningclaw2
[Y] Motivation: To take over the Empire 88.
- Biigoh, ```, Happerry
[Y] The Dark Prince is but a young abyssal. Thus, his goals are smaller in scope. To destroy those who would stand in his way, who would harm Kayden and Aster, Frenja and Menja, Rune, and all the other sweet pussy he would tap in the Empire.
- SwiftRosenthal, evildice, dasstan
[Y] Motivation: Take control of E88 and remake it in our image.
-[Y] Immediate goal: gain a handful of powerful minions who are loyal to us personally.
Anima
- burningclaw2
[Y] Anima: A rank and file army of knights, clad in armor of pitch black with silvery trim and baring silver swords and black spears. Behind the marching knights are legions of mounted knights riding on skeletal horses. Each knight is ready and wishing to spill the blood of those who stand before their liege. Towering behind the knights is a pack of undead dragons, foul poisonous fog exuding from their maws as they stamp forward. The howling of spirits, both ally and enemy, follows behind it all.
- Biigoh, ```, Happerry
[Y] Anima: A single disc of absolute darkness floated in absolute perfection, a gaping maw into the void of oblivion, while a ring of energetic dark light spun clockwise around the disc. The bleeding had long stopped when the icon of negative energy had formed over the stigma.
Shimmering waves of translucent darkness flowed off of the Dark Prince like an elegant noble robe of energy with silver highlights. While seething black orbs swirled slowly and purposefully around him as of planets around their sun, a miasma of almost black dark purple and silver sparkles trailed behind them.
And yet, he spent more essence. Pulling at the very fabric of reality, denying its existence, and his aura only grew, forming an ever elaborate robe around him. While the orbs of darkness only multiplied...
Eventually, reality was rent... and the heavens darkened. One could still see perfectly... and yet, it was as if the very sun and all sources of light had been eclipsed.
While behind the Dark Prince, a majestic lady stood towering over him. She was dressed as he was, in flowing robes of darkness and glittering silver, a halo of absolute darkness floated above her head, while wings fluttered from her back, countless wings with feathers of infinite darkness and depth. There was a sense that she saw all, despite her eyes being covered by the reptilian bird skull that she wore as a helm.
- SwiftRosenthal
[Y] Anima: A great skeletal dragon roars toward the heavens. Surrounding it is a ring of spectral knights clad in armor of pitch black with silvery trim and baring black spears. Around them are shadowy figures suggestive of an enemy force. They occasionally move against the knights but are always rebuffed. A cloud of swords, both soulsteel and spectral, floats above the battlefield.
- evildice, dasstan
[Y] Anima: A thicket of sword blades. They are black metal. Light reflects off a dark fluid which stains the blades.
-[Y] Totemic Anima: A giant made of sword blades, each running red with blood. The blood jumps in time with our own heartbeat.