ZagHero, The Dramatist
Currently Interested In/ Busy With: studying my bible, getting through school, and the Mini Six system
"As for us, we cannot help speaking about what we have seen and heard."
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The way of the sage is to learn, and understand.
The sage's lessons are never finished, for there shall always be more knowledge to attain.
The way of the sage is to teach, and direct.
The sage's council is unending, as the masses of lost and wandering souls never dwindles.
Cosmic understanding is unattainable, but something to be sought.
The sage is a person of wisdom, knowledge, and enlightenment.
The sage follows a path to discover the truth.
This is the way of the sage.
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All the factions offer something.
Sages, wisdom and council.
Wardens, reason and order.
Marauders, strength and bravery.
Architects, ingenuity and intelligence.
All are important, and tolerable. They are each needed to keep the equilibrium, and must band together in the name of peace and creativity.
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Hello friends! This is ZagHero. I joined this site as Zaguiza14 on 3/11/2015. My real name is Zane, though some people call me Zoon.
I'm your not-so-everyday 18 year old high schooler. Feel free to send me Private Message if you ever want to talk. I'm always up for a conversation. I like to screw around with alts. Feel free to duel me in RPS.
Consumer of Memes.
Master of the Flowing Fist
Subservient to Count Fenrir AKA T-Count
Amateur Comic Book Author.
Friend to Many.
Lover of All.
More often than not, you can find me on the Forums, whether it be talking in recent threads or
role-playing in the games writing in the Creative Corner. I tend not write much when it comes to my stories, but I intend on changing that by writing one page every day. I have inherited an unfinished story from Fleshnblood, and have decided to finish what he has started.
Please, spend time with the people you care about before it's too late. Show them that you are there, and you care for them. For all you know, you could be the only light to them in this fractured creation.
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The heart is a cold and scathed thing.
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Are you feeling useless and like you're a complete failure? Really? Me too! Don't fret friends, your purpose is just waiting to be discovered! Many of us are like umbrellas, we'll be employed and ready for action as soon as that big ol' storm shows up.
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Steve: Tim, buddy, kill yourself.
Tim: Two steps ahead of you, m8.
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Laughter is the best medicine, and we all have a terminal illness.
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The gloom fills my entire being. My soul burns with satisfaction. The gristly powers of my overlord trickle unto me. I have made the right decision. My world revolves around you, Master. I shall do your bidding. I shall bring on destruction at the wave of your hand. I will be the instrument of your internal darkness. I am your puppet, do with me as you will. I am a servant, eager to fulfill your commands. I am the clay of forbidden power, and I await to be molded by your sinister hands. You hold the strings of my life in your grasp, temporaryaccount. I SHALL WAIT UNTIL YOUR GLORIOUS RETURN! YOU SHALL RISE LIKE AN UNHOLY PHOENIX FROM THE ASHES OF YOUR SINS! THAT DAY WILL BE A GLORIOUS ONE! - - - - - Let it be known that on this day, the ninth of January 2017, ZagHero, AKA the original temporaryslave, has ascended himself to the rank of Senior Servant, distinguishing himself from the more recent additions to my imperial coalition. Thank you, faithful underling, for your service, and may you continue to serve the Count Fenrir until eternity's end.
Nope, it's all over now. I have been freed by the passing of my master. May he rest in Oblivion.
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Recent PostsFallout is Dead on 6/17/2018 3:57:50 AM
I heard that you could play it solo as well.
Fresh Meat - baiting and hooking thread on 5/16/2018 8:00:23 PM
Whoa! He's definitely not a noob, but an old friend! How'ya doin' Mason?
Vampyre on 5/11/2018 3:08:34 AM
Spooky and well written!
Rogues on 5/9/2018 6:25:05 AM
"assuming this site is still alive by then"
I don't want to think about that, End. :(
BE INSPIRED MEATBAGS on 5/9/2018 6:19:31 AM
BE INSPIRED MEATBAGS on 5/7/2018 7:19:28 PM
The Servant of You
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Zag sighed, his booted feet clanking against the black stone he had spent hours polishing. The gloomy interior of Count Fenrir's Castle now matched his internal state: bleak. Zag picked off the dark badge of Fenrir from himself, the same badge he first considered a curse when he originally came to the Count as a joke. It simply festered, casting a cursed shadow on his glove. Zag allowed the badge to re-stick itself to his armor.
"It's been so long since Boss was banished from Cystia," Zag eyed his reflection in a window overlooking the city. Fenrir's estate was off in the Cystian countryside, far away from any busybodies or peeping toms. Not many people had reason to come this far out, barring the citizens who were fond of the quiet and spacious rural area. But, the castle was constantly overcast, and if one was lucky, it might get stormy. Zag peered out at the bustling city, and frowned. Not even his friends could understand his pain. Fenrir wasn't just his employer, but Zag had come to know the monstrous wolf of darkness as his friend (even if he wasn't treated like one).
A soft hissing sounded off behind the young armored hero. Turning and drawing his sword, Zag drew his shortsword and gasped at the sight of the skittering creature before him. Covered in red and shining chitin, with powerful pincers at its head, and glistening black compound eyes. Zag had fought many of these ginormous pests before, these giant centipedes.
Now, even the layman knew a giant centipedes when he saw one, knowing that just a single bite from its pincers would spell nigh certain death due to the beasts potent poison. Zag wasted no time as the burly bug almost slithered toward him, each and every leg moving seamlessly and swiftly. He leaped over the insect's head right as it snapped, just nicking his armored knee. Allowing time for a short flourish with his sword, Zag drove his blade into one of the segments on the centipede's body severing the bug into two.
The stench of the centipede's bodily fluids hit our hero, making his eyes water. "Holy Akvon, cleanse me!" Zag cursed, as he could never get over the rancid and sharp scent of the monster's innards. Before Zag could even pick himself up, he found himself wrapped in the grip of another centipede. "How could this have happened? There were no signs of an infestation!" Zag only watched in terror as nearly every crevice held a centipede larva. Zag simply stared out at the grand corridor, as more of the overgrown pests showed themselves.
The centipede continued to grip Zag, nipping at his body to no avail due to his superior platemail. "My grief has blinded me. My lack of perception has led to the destruction of my master's home." Using his sword, Zag ripped through the centipede's body, dropping to the floor and running through the infested castle. Now, the bugs bred and defecated on the polished stone, almost as if to laugh at the young hero. All that work for nothing, Zag, They sneered. Your master would be proud!
His anger surged, overflowing; the blade in his hand acted like a nozzle on a wild fire-hose. Zag sliced his way until he reached the massive front doors. The stench of the slain beasts made him tear up, or that was what he told himself.
Walking out of the dark castle, Zag barred the doors and casted a divine seal, glowing with Akvon's blue light. Unclean.
The black badge of Fenrir fell off of Zag's armor as he walked into the city.
Fresh Meat - baiting and hooking thread on 5/7/2018 6:35:26 PM
Don't sweat it, pal. Three days is an acceptable amount of delay 'round these parts.
Fresh Meat - baiting and hooking thread on 5/4/2018 11:53:18 AM
What is the first thing you do when you wake up in the morning?
How do you feel about pineapple pizza?
Also, this is unrelated, but I think I'll start making a new list of only members who's usernames begin with the letter 'Z'.
Fresh Meat - baiting and hooking thread on 5/4/2018 10:35:41 AM
But hotdogs are sandwiches!
EDIT: This just in, after discussing this with some friends, we have come to the conclusion that hotdogs are tacos.
Fresh Meat - baiting and hooking thread on 5/3/2018 6:50:37 PM
what the hecc did i just tell you fool