Thaidakar the Ghostblood

Happy ookla season! 8/10

Why are we talking about anything?

Root started out as root beer, but without the beer. Who even knows what it is now. Perhaps someday I'll tell you the story behind it. For now, all you can do is wonder. 349

Granted, you now smell like fungus. I wish for no bane.

I- what? TPBM doesn't like pineapple on pizza.

apreciative.

I see my haiku apparently it was wrong perhaps I should change it.

Haikus are fun, right? They are quite simple They are so much fun

Yup. TPBM likes songs my Jvke.

Nowhere dusted off his lab coat and sighed, "where did Impossible go now..." he noticed the sword and walked over. "Interesting..." He summoned a vial from his personal pocket dimension and poured it over the sword, it quivered, pulsing faster. It started to glow a bit brighter and Nowhere nodded slowly, "I see... so it's not that... well, it seems we'll need that and that..." He smiled, summoning a few more vials and pouring them on the sword. Finally, he seized the hilt and pulled it out easily. It vanished in his hands, going to his personal, inaccessible pocket dimension.

Unknown The creatures could fly. They could fly! Of all the monsters Thaidakar hated, the ones that could fly were the worse. The wolflike creatures were about five feet tall with giant claws and big, leathery wings. Their snarls filled Thaidakar's ears as at least fifteen of them swarmed the area. They appeared to be scared of fire, thankfully. He raised the torch, waving them off. He muttered a few curses under his breath as he tried summoning his sword again for the tenth time yet. One of the creatures grew daring and flapped towards Thaidakar. He slammed his torch into its gray, matted fur. It went alight with flaming, making the creature yelp. It flew back a few paces and fell. The others swarmed it and trampled it, stamping out the flames. Two more came at Thaidakar and he pulled out a small dagger from his pockets. He slammed it into the neck of one, keeping it away from him, and slammed his torch into the other. He kicked the aflame one in the snout and rammed his torch at the other's eyes. They both jumped back, yapping loudly as the others put the flames out. Thaidakar cursed, realizing his torch was out. He dipped it in the campfire again swiftly and jumped back up just in time. Five of the wolf-bats (as he was now calling them) flew at him, this time a foot apart from each other. Thaidakar fought as best he could, gaining a few small wounds as he did, but he realized that he couldn't hold up for long. He gritted his teeth as one tried to bit him. He kicked it in the neck, jumping to the side. The fire was starting to die down, causing Thaidakar to curse loudly. He stabbed another of the wolf-bats in the eye. He cursed as a smaller one charged at him. An odd idea sparked in his mind. He grinned and jumped. He landed on the small one's back. It half snarled, probably confused at the insane soulless trying to ride it. Thaidakar summoned as much strength as he could muster and something dark and black appeared. It went around the mouth of the wolf-bat, making it so that he could guide it and make it fly for him. He grinned and made it fly away as the confused wolf-bats tried to figure out what happened. It wouldn't last long though, so hopefully he could get a good head start.

Shadow was unfazed. Light was a worthy attempt to defeat him, but not really enough. Shadow was... not easy to destroy, we'll say.

it's a floating glow cake. 10/10

Eh, it still looks like cake.

Cake is better. Fight me.

I use hypnosis to make Keys give me the sandwich. I run off before he realizes what happened.

caaaake 10/10

Unknown Thaidakar scratched his head, trying to teleport. He started to teleport, his hopes high, but something dark moved in his mind, preventing him from continuing. He cursed loudly, yelling and kicking a rock several feet away. Resolve filled him and he decided to start walking. He stood up and did so, going for hours upon hours on end in a random direction. It seemed to be moderate temperature, perfect for walking. The land was all the same, he found out, just a giant field with big, black rocks and the occasional, scraggly tree or bush. He finally stopped as night started to settle in, hopefully he survived. He made a fire using the sticks he found and sat down, humming grumpily. A voice seemed to whisper in his mind, "I could save you... I could get you out of here. All you have to do is surrender..." "No." Thaidakar said flatly, "I'm not letting you corrupt me." Except... it was tempting. Perhaps he'd find a way to trick it... but no, he couldn't. He heard a long, horrifying howl in the distant. He cringed, goosebumps running up his arms. Hopefully whatever had made the howl wasn't hungry for soulless flesh. Thaidakar couldn't bring himself to sleep, the howls were becoming more frequent. And, unfortunately, more excited. He had a bigger branch laying partly in the fire, so he could use it as a torch if the need would arise. He also had a sword he could summon at will, hopefully that still worked. He didn't know if the thing inside him blocked his soulless powers either, hopefully not. As it turned out, the howls weren't nearly as terrible as the creatures themselves.

Shadow started to object, then stopped. He offered Peter Pan's shadow a game of monopoly then started sipping his tea. I, meanwhile, use telekineses to steal the sandwich.

"I'm not an informant, I'm Nowhere's bodyguard." He shrugged and disappeared.

"Should we be worried about that?" asked Impossible.

The rock pulsed softly. Impossible pulled out a small device and pressed a button, raising it towards the rock and sword, "that should let Nowhere know about it... well, this has been interesting."

Shadow nabs the sandwich from the shadows and rolls his eyes, "you are so lame, knock offs."