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- Sfawtde
- Averythemayo
- Derlorde
DerLorde is a medieval Knight who's mostly quiet and to himself. He's logical and thinks outside of the box. He murmurs to himself and subconsciously gives himself challenges to get through. He is a Golden Knight with a red cape draped on his side and a red haired-like ponytail attached to his helmet. He has seen the King in Yellow. He is traumatized from it and wishes to get rid of the book entirely so no one will ever hear from it again. Whatever you do – don't turn left at the crossroads.
Ever since he saw the King in Yellow. He's never been the same. Constantly paranoid and subconsciously looking over his shoulder every chance he has – any moment he hears something.
Ever since DerLorde wrote his warning messages inside a book with a quill, warning a future player named Avery who would come across this god forsaken mine – he's been trapped.
DerLorde thought he was dead and only existing in his mind but that all changed in a matter of seconds. DerLorde. was... back...?
DerLorde looked around go see a normal world, was it his? He couldn't remember. It had been far too long. He glanced around and spot a house in the distance as he rushed over and forcefully opened the door to let himself in
Surprisingly there was no one inside. Slightly puzzled, DerLorde barely paid any mind to it and instead spotted a large bookshelf. The sight of his made his blood run cold as he felt a strong urger inside his body to look for the book
DerLorde was frantic and scared as he ransacked the bookshelf looking for a book that wasn't there. All he found was... The book he wrote. Before he had suddenly disappeared from life.was this his world...?
As DerLorde thought to himself while reading his own pages, his own writing in the book resurfaced the same panic he felt when writing it, they messy hand writing and all.
DerLorde was soon broken from his thoughts when he heard someone behind him. He whiped around in a flash and gave a frightened pose as if thinking he was there... Though.. It wasn't.
DerLorde looked at the slime person and slowly stood up strong, as if nothing had happened and he glanced down at the person
"... Uhm... Who are you...?"
Asked the green slime person, Of course this person would want to know whom he was. He had broken into their home and rummaged through their bookshelf and surprisingly nothing else
"I am DerLorde."
DerLorde asked with such manners and bowed gently, seeing as he had broken into this strangers home for no apparent reason
"Pray tell, by what name art thou known?"
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(This is a 1/2 POV — The POV is Avery)
Ever since he saw the King in Yellow. He's never been the same. Constantly paranoid and subconsciously looking over his shoulder every chance he has – any moment he hears something.
Ever since DerLorde wrote his warning messages inside a book with a quill, warning a future player named Avery who would come across this god forsaken mine – he's been trapped.
DerLorde thought he was dead and only existing in his mind but that all changed in a matter of seconds. DerLorde. was... back...?
DerLorde looked around go see a normal world, was it his? He couldn't remember. It had been far too long. He glanced around and spot a house in the distance as he rushed over and forcefully opened the door to let himself in
Surprisingly there was no one inside. Slightly puzzled, DerLorde barely paid any mind to it and instead spotted a large bookshelf. The sight of his made his blood run cold as he felt a strong urger inside his body to look for the book
DerLorde was frantic and scared as he ransacked the bookshelf looking for a book that wasn't there. All he found was... The book he wrote. Before he had suddenly disappeared from life.was this his world...?
As DerLorde thought to himself while reading his own pages, his own writing in the book resurfaced the same panic he felt when writing it, they messy hand writing and all.
DerLorde was soon broken from his thoughts when he heard someone behind him. He whiped around in a flash and gave a frightened pose as if thinking he was there... Though.. It wasn't.
DerLorde looked at the slime person and slowly stood up strong, as if nothing had happened and he glanced down at the person
"... Uhm... Who are you...?"
Asked the green slime person, Of course this person would want to know whom he was. He had broken into their home and rummaged through their bookshelf and surprisingly nothing else
"I am DerLorde."
DerLorde asked with such manners and bowed gently, seeing as he had broken into this strangers home for no apparent reason
"Pray tell, by what name art thou known?"
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