someone has to keep the population control on fruit loops. they could strike any time.

serial...cereal...seewutididthar?

You make us sound like serial killers tbh

I enjoyed the descriptive narrative, adjectives chosen and imagery. i'd /rp slow walk to this.

suggestion: more totem touching, in slow motion, with pillow fights- the victor gets the pillow case with bricks in it.

10/10 would read again.

Fiveyoushi babbled on and on about the demons and voices. He hobbled along, staff in hand into a tavern full of orcs. They were cavorting about, happy that they had finished their shifts for the day. As he entered though, they went silent, sensing his presence. Immediately, a huge orc approached him with the intention to remove him from the tavern.

“YOU OUT NOW.” the orc boomed, spewing saliva and partially chewed food onto Fiveyoushi's facemask. He attempted to reach towards the troll, but shrieked in pain. The room turned, looking on in horror as the burly orc's arm was engulfed in greenish-black flame. The fel-fire traveled up the orc's arm, torso, and head. The orc wailed in pain and fell to his knees, burning to death. Fiveyoushi let fourth a small chuckle as the orc finally collapsed dead at his feet.

The orcs roared in fury seeing their companion die at his hand. They scrambled at him, trying to rip him to shreds. Fiveyoushi danced backwards, avoiding the first orc that fell in front of him. He took a deep breath and exhaled pure demonic breath, causing the horde of orcs in front of him to gasp for air and stumble further. Fiveyoushi smiled and turned from the coughing heap of orcs and closed the tavern door as he left. He then walked down the street, the tavern burning to the ground behind him from the fire falling from the sky.

It's MAGIC water though.

Fuck tdrex through sheer discipline I'm able to draw on the soul of my target to create a barrier of holy energy preventing any harm.....TDREX SPRINKLES FUCKING WATER ON PEOPLE AND MAKES IT RAIN

Tdrex! I tried to visualize what healing would be like.

Tdrex sneered as a pack of raging orcs approached his ally. Suffokate did his best to dodge and disrupt the onslaught, but his armor could only protect against so much. Soon, he was bleeding out of several large gashes on his leg, arm, and even the side of his neck. Before the damage could get much worse, Tdrex quickly tapped his staff on the ground three times, each tap displacing larger and larger stones from around him. By the third rap on the ground, stones as large as a fist were floating in midair around him, hovering around his knees. At the command of his thoughts, he launched the stones towards his companion, surrounding Suffokate with a shield of stone and earth.

Tdrex then drew the very water from the air around him to mend his companion's wounds. The water crept up Suffokate's neck into the gash on the side of it. Within seconds the wound was coagulated and healing at an incredibly rapid rate. Satisfied that his companion would live though the skirmish, Tdrex then threw a lightning bolt into a nearby orc, felling it before it even had a chance to draw its last breath.

i will gladly critique your book for you.

Do me as well :D

Wonder if i should post part of my book I've been working on here...

Do me next!

Wasn't really sure of a direction to go here... writing for healers is hard because I think the role is boring... I'll take another stab at it later this week.

     Cious shuffled though the crowded center of the shrine. He hated how full the city had become with countless “heroes” rushing to Pandaria to try and help dismember the Kor'Kron war machine and discover the hidden treasures of the Vale. As he left the cramped interior of the shrine, he found himself on an even more crowded terrace full of dueling mercenaries, overly loud merchants, and even the occasional screeching retard. Shaking his head, he went to go untie his mount on the far side of the terrace.

     About halfway across, he felt a tug at the back of his mind... He froze in place, recognizing the energy. He focused on it, and took another step forward. The world went dark, the breath ripped from his lungs as he plunged into the void. Reaching out for anything, Cious grabbed an extended hand in the darkness, and as quickly as the ordeal started, it was over.

     There almost wasn't enough time to take a breath, a tremendous mogu bore down on the party. Cious channeled his energy into a piercing bellow, nearly knocking himself over from the force of releasing the spell. The wave of psychic energy passed harmlessly though his companions, but slammed into the mogu. The mogu's eyes widened in terror, and it turned tail and ran directly away from the source of the spell. Carnby loosed a barbed arrow to the back of the mogu's skull, felling it.

     “We need you to heal for us.” Trudyn mumbled grimly as he went over to the corpse.

Shield slammed the fuck out of them niggas for 3m gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg

bitch, you heal. How the hell do I write about that? Jk, I'll work on something tomorrow

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