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SPOOKS ON TOUR: The Pampo Parade


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"They were right in Babblebrook's town Square with Dolly??"

 

Patches, the King of the Musin rubbed his head.

 

"Hmm I must have slept through it..."

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"We cannot afford such tomfoolery. We grant passage, welcome, and to unite in cause-- only for the name to be tarnished..." The Herald of Oaks rubbed his temples, but against his better judgement painted this all the meanwhile. The amalgam's natures were at odds.

 

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The elfless Oracle gasped with glee. "I'm famous."

She pointed to herself in each painting, "Mother will be so proud."

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The Olog joyfully laughs, looking at the paintings. She hums to calm her laughter.

 

"Wuz fun. Mitashi rememba like et wuz yezterday."

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Cerberus stifles a laugh, remembering that night filled with countless amounts of fun the group had — or, at least the fun he had. 

 

“MORE PAINTINGS!” He yells, in the safety of his own room.

 

What a shame though, that the very tower such tomfoolery started at, never fell.

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“THAT IS MY HOUSE IN THE BACKGROUND! PATCHES GET THE PICTURE FRAME!” Spuds exclaimed as he burst out of his Babblebrook abode 

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5 hours ago, TheNerdocalypse said:

SPOOKS WITH ATTITUDE, COMING TO A TOWN NEAR YOU!

You wish you were SWA

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Barrowlord Fornotos floated past the artist tasked with creating the paintings, watching over with a calculating guise. A gleaming dagger sat within their grasp, ready to reap the soul of the painter should any mistakes be made.

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A certain Gravelord with a golden tint to his being, thought of the marketing campaigns to come. What other grand tours would Gravelord Kryndomere do next?

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Norido would exclaim excitedly "Ayyyy I like what I'm seeing! Ave Xion! Long live Xion! I'd also like to give a nod to the extremely supreme Castien, they're great too!"

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"When I was a Young Spook

My Herald  took me into the city

To kill Maleficar

He said 'Worm when you grow up, will you be

the saviour of the undead, the great Primeval Man?'

He said 'Will you defeat them?

The Xannites, and all the Ibleesians,

the druids and the fae?'

Because one day, I'll leave you a great wraith

To lead you in convergence

to join Pampo-Parade.

 

When I was a Young Spook

My Herald  took me into the city

To kill Maleficar

 

He said 'Worm when you grow up, will you be

the saviour of the undead, the great Primeval Man?'

 

Sometimes I get the feelin'

That Mordring's watchin' me

And other times I feel like I should fall

And through it all, through Provvy's Call.

The Xan's Dead in the streets

And when you're gone we want you all to know.

 

We'll fear the old dark

We'll fear the old dark

And though you're trapped in Aegis believe me,

Your great heralds will fear the old dark

 

We'll fear the old dark.

And to ourselves we can't contain it.

The slaughter won't explain it.

 

The abyss sends you reeling

From ever kindled dreams

Your blind obedience will trap us all.

So paint it black and take it back

Let's shout it loud and clear

Defiant to the Aenguls, we hear Mord's call

 

We'll fear the old dark

We'll fear the old dark

And though you're trapped in Aegis believe me,

Your great heralds will fear the old dark

 

We'll fear the old dark.

And though your drakaar husk's defeated

Your four loyal prophets march

 

On and on, we carry through the 
Oh, ah, ha
Wrathful faces of paladins
Oh, ah, ha
Take a look at me, 'cause I could not care at all

 

Do or die, you'll never make me
Because those aenguls will never claim my soul
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, aenguls will pay the toll

 

I won't explain or say I'm sorry
I'm unashamed, I'm gonna show my path
Give a cheer for all Xionists
Listen here, because it's who we are

 

We're remnant man, we are the victims
Just a slave, who had to break God's chains
We're remnant man, we're not like Aenguls
I don't care

 

We'll fear the old dark

And though you're trapped in Aegis believe me,

Your great heralds will fear the old dark

 

We'll fear the old dark.

And though your drakaar husk's defeated

Your four loyal prophets march

 

Do or die, you'll never make me 
Because those daemons will never claim my soul
Go and try, you'll never break me
We want it all, daemons will pay the toll (We'll fear the old dark)

Do or die, you'll never make me (We'll fear the old dark)
Because those aenguls will never claim my soul (We'll fear the old dark)
Go and try, you'll never break me (We'll fear the old dark)
We want it all, aenguls will pay the toll (We'll fear the old daaaaAaark!)

 

 

 

@White_Wolf @Zarsies

 

 

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A true, Braevosian farmer holds his ears of corn. He utters deep murmurs about how he will never have as much corn as the Xionist Lords.

 

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