megavoltar

"Un-ave Oren!  Hail the Infernal Overlord!"  A clattering dead in thickened armor mashes about

"If 'et was hypo-thoughtically me, ah woulda killed 'em alll, since I am a mastur o' that art, they should heeyah me"

Wh0 are u, why do you make poetry in the little boxes 

a fat castlle...   for a fat man....................................

Dw, I make a block of text before I murder people, its all chill

A particular skeleton, armed with a crossbow and looking around for targets in the dead of winter had sputtered back to life as they looked around, reflexively feeling for their chin as they stopped, looked around, and then suddenly proclaimed-

"M'ah lower jaw!  Some'un gone and stole my dang-gone lower jaw!"

The skeleton bickered and shouted in the snow, smashed the crossbow as they angerly stomped away.

"HA HA HAAA!  Stop 'et if your inclined on whims...   Jus' don't fall to dark now-  Or fall more"

The Malignant Armory, a work of art it was, began to churn faster and faster.  The weaponry was becoming more complex, and yet simply to pain others.  

"Hail Iblees, The Infernal Overlord provides at our toil!"

A fancy skeleton in a green trenchcoat with a brown top hat

Pub artifact is still missing, snake handler, get to research

Elf

Ive seen you in a history book before

What is the noise transformers make when they transform

+1

Go into Haense and offer free blood tests to nobles

"Hmmmm...  Hm?"

Look, in towards the dark sarcophagus, a fellow withdrew 2 eggs, container of flour, cinnamon, a spilt dead vermin, and some bones.

"We've raaauuuuude at dawn"

Going from bombing Oren to medieval gender studies, idk man, swing sword and eat pork not sure why all them got attraction to pans 

These skeleton hands dont dscriminate

And those 'gender osmosis'

Good balance for enchant maxxing, what does non-combative mean tho?

The tiktok lotc account iceberg

MC Name:

         megavolter

Character's Name:

         Nero-Halga'chak

Character's Age:

         50

Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

         N/A

Transformed form:

         Kha'Pantera

Creator's MC Name:

         N/A

Creator's RP Name:

         N/A

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

The Kha are a species of four different sub-races, originally a unified society under rulers, the four species and the subsequent culture were destroyed in the conflicts that predated their now sorry and nomadic state.  Halga in particular is a strong Pantera species, having his history similarly baked in the genetics of a hunter as his species dictates it.  He is lonesome and saddened by the nomadic state of things, having many encounters not too friendly due to a lack of social alignment with his fellows, as was the same reason for their downfall.

If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

He is a black pantera, having signs of scars mainly around the back, eyes of a green-ish yellow hue.  The tradition of being shirtless that the Kha proudly display does not follow or bode with him, and he instead takes to more civilized cloth to cover himself.

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         Noi

Do you agree to keep Story writers updated on the status of your magic app?:

         Yeah

Do you understand that if this creature's lore is undergoing an activity trial and that trial fails, you will no longer be able to play this creature and will be forced to either revert the character back to its normal form (if it was a transformative type) or stop playing the character entirely (if it is an entirely new creature)?:

         Yes

Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

         I understand

Have you applied for this creature on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         No

Hi zach

On the shoulder of the BLUE CARP ( @MaltaMoss ) there was a small rat that was attempting to drink, some watta...

Today was the watta, tommorrow was...  More watta, and some bread, because big things no happen overnight.

( :blank: )

My entire persona description is blank, so is everything else, gl

(I am a spook player for a hint)

Thereafter did the King Superior Ultimate Knight Lucifer Sugon get that surgery to right his facial features.  Woe was the great man, grinning far too often at pieces of paper or indulging in increasing volumes of alcohol.

As his Haenseti wife cried in the next room, hugging their child.  This paragon of 'something' had neglected his treatment for the past year.  The doctor, already warning 'gainst the consequences, shoved another note through the door, after walking by 7 rows of aurum plates on the floor.  King Superior Ultimate Knight Lucifer Sugon began screaming in a room devoid of life, his stitches coming loose as he began once again to grin.  Tears streamed down his face as his mouth began contorting to that same grin, as he began speaking to the empty room...

"Augh....  Ish new era...  Serve...  Oren right.  AUGH hate....  dah wigs"

As Lucifer tried to hold it back, the suns smile wretched the last of his stitches from his face, that same compulsory smile as he began crying again.

"Momma!  Augh dun wanna be smaug anymuah..  Prease...  HAULPPPP!"

The man, now suffering constant bladder issues after licking blood off random dirty blades, continued to cry as schizophrenic ramblings continues.