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Diablo

Loner

Expert Fighter (191)

Expert Intellectual (137)

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
28
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
103
player
Dragon Mod

OverachieverLoserUnderachieverCritical Fail!Samhain 2022Statue 5 Worship
04-15-2023, 09:31 PM


Alright, so maybe this wasn't the best idea considering his rising state of drunkenness. Had he known how the stuff was gonna hit him, he would've eaten first and probably drunk a little slower, but whoops! Too late for that. “Oi! Keep it down! If you wanted your butt kicked, all you had to do was ask!” His head turned to face the patchwork pirate, but he swore he saw not one, but two Jacks running at him. "I'm gonna kick your butt! How'z that!?" He retorted, but no sooner had those words come out of his mouth that Jack and Jack #2 were already too close and he stumbled as he tried to keep his feet under him, but to no avail. Diablo went down, clumsily losing his balance as his chin fell into the sand. Sputtering and spitting the gritty black sand from his teeth.

Almost as soon as he tried to regain his footing, another weight would land on him, sending him sprawling further and now he almost appeared like the old wives tail of ostriches sticking their heads in the sand. It wasn't over for the drunken teen, however. He managed to pull his head out of the sand, just in time to feel bodies all around him pushing and shoving, kicking and squashing him. It had all happened too fast for him, and before he knew it, Rivin had joined the fray. He felt bodies squirming and jumping and knocking into him, and as he twisted around to try and shove them off, he felt his hind leg yanked out and he was dragged away, just in time to dodge any bodies that might have been further knocked into him.

There were so many bodies! Two Jacks, a Scald and a half, three Rivin's, and...who had pulled him to relative safety? His brothers? He was too out of it from being winded and drunk that it took him a few moments to register what all was happening, but when he finally somewhat came around to figuring it out, he flashed a grin at his brother before leaping back into the fray, but this time, aiming to jump into the dog pile and smack the first face he could make contact with. A purple blur would distract him in his endeavor, however, and he scowled as he lost his footing and fell face first into whoever might be in his way. Maybe they'd get a mouthful of pokey bristles from his mohawk.

Diablo vs Calico Jack vs Scald vs Rivin vs Aresenn vs Sephiran
Round: 1/2
Age: over 1yr-ish
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Defensive Battle Accessory: Spiked gauntlets
Mutation 1: Horns - Defensive
Mutation 2: Bristled Mohawk - Defensive
Mutation 3: Dexterous Paws - Offensive
Skills: Beginner Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual


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