What’re you talking about? The Worm just ate Waifu Vaath! I think that’s somewhere.
Also, the worm’s gay. If it’s male, it was seduced by another male, and if it’s female, it was seduced by feminine wiles…
The More You Know.
Reclaim the Ruins! [Forums Game]
Aren’t worms hermaphrodites? Meaning that they’re both male AND female?
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exactly. besides, vaaths feminine wiles are particularly masculine
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But last I checked Vaath was melted to death by acid, how can Vaath seduce anyone when he’s rather dead
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Did someone say revenant?
The cloaked figure stalked the night, testing the planes for it’s next victim. Claws as sharp as death, fangs as long as night, shrouded in the cold embrace of the abyss it walked when it suddenly came across a scene so dastardly it daren’t resist. Corpses littered the ground, limbs torn, faces wrenched, bits and pieces of carnage littered the walls of the building. The Revenant shuffled towards a fleeting life when a grinding noise filled the hall.
‘Rumble, Rumble, Rumble’
The Revenant stopped in it’s tracks, inches away from it’s next victim when a red eye peered at it from the murky darkness. The Revenant gasped (or at least made its best attempt at doing so) as it gazed upon the luxurious red eye its delicate curves contrasted its exotically sharp teeth. The Revenant knew it could not resist and so, the lone tendril pulled it in closer to the heavenly red eye. He never even noticed when the worm closed it’s jaws shut, it’s prey secured.
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it was more of a joke or a bump to have a little fun than serious attempt to win the game.
Don’t discriminate against his gooey bod! It’s all the rage in Magaari!
EDIT: Also, it’s not death, it’s just a phase!
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What’re you talking about? The Worm just ate Waifu Vaath! I think that’s somewhere
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No sir, that is called vore. Please don’t look it up
I know, just wanted to see where everyone would go with goo Vaath
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Goo vaath is just immortal poop now
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Posting is so tempting but I have Chemistry to read 
-log of everything is p!
Immortal, non-toxic goo!
My oh my, whaddo we have here? Urban dictionary knows everything.
Stupid Dogs Pee on Fences.
Orbitals have been memorized now quit it with that chemistry bs
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The Lyonar Kingdom lives by a doctrine of total, indefatigable war. No matter the foe, the golden Generals refuse to acknowledge defeat, instead contenting themselves to match blade for blade with any opponent. It is for this reason that they so often face defeat at the hands of the Abyssian: the tireless armies of the Lyonar are not indestructible, and the forces of undeath can be literally endless, between the infinite waves of Wraithlings and vile school of necromancy. To defeat such an enemy, the Lyonar, never willing to admit defeat, developed combat tactics specifically countering Abyssian tactics. The Sunbloom Artillery was merely the first of such specialized divisions, and with the first battalion’s defeat the full force of the military was now bearing down on the Ruins.
So began the assault: an aerial rift opened above the ancient locus. As the Suntide Maidens poured from the portal, descending lightly upon the enemy, heavier units simply dropped like gilded cannonballs to the earth and left craters in the soiled earth. The Lysian Brawlers, fan favorites in the arena and on the battlefield, began the blitzkrieg immediately. Azurite Lions hit the ground running and tore towards the torrid target, sun bleached by the previous offensive.
The plan was a swift strike to assist the Grand Magus’ war hungry ways, but mere minutes of reconnaissance revealed the avian ally had suffered defeat at the hands of another rival faction: the reptiles were here, and they were moving quickly towards unlocking the Ruins.
Zi’Ran pouted and exhaled, flexing her robotic limbs. With her six armored appendages, two swords and two shields, she resembled some sort of deity of melee combat. She had come prepared for Abyssian, but the Magmar were an entirely different nuisance. She beckoned back the swift melee units and called the first Celerity Division to attention.
“Crusader Formation,” she said, and the beasts surged into the tunnels with nationalistic Zeal. Those who do not know Azurites may underestimate the intelligence of these heavy feline cavalry units, but they are actually capable of understanding and executing complex maneuvers independent of riders. Now, they ran the stone corridors of the Ruins, hunting for victims.
A white haired woman turned the corner and sank a left hook into her attacker. Limp, the big cat fell to the side, but another leaped over the azure corpse and lept into combat. This one too was shattered completely, but out of the saddle lept a tiny mammalian creature. Confused, Taygete knelt down to observe this adorable animal, but a fiery glow sent her running for cover: the Slo was wreathed in heavenly flame, engulfing the hallway in a Holy Immolation.
These grenade-like Battlepets sank the Ruins into chaos, as squads of lions dropped incendiary rounds on surprised reptiles. Dazed by the explosions the Magmar were easy pickings for the heavier infantry, sliced to ribbons by the wings of the Maidens. From behind her forward line, Zi’Ran annihilated the Warbeast bearing down on her troops with a Draining Wave.
“Heal!” she shouted, and her assistant administered another Sundrop Elixir. The magic drink seeped into her wounds, and she immediately blasted a Silithar with a second Wave. Between her arcane barrage, the heavy infantry, and grenade-like Immolations that turned the Ruins into a deadly game of “The Floor is Lava”, the Lyonar purge was nearly unstoppable.
Nearly.
An Azurite bounded to Zi’Ran’s side, nudging its mane into her elbow in search of praise. She obliged him momentarily, but took note of the green and purple mass in its jaws. Coaxing the beast’s fangs apart, she pulled a young child in Abyssian garbs from the Lion’s mouth. Still breathing, but unconscious; the child could not have been more than twelve, yet was horribly battlescarred.
Were she not a proud Lyonar, Zi’Ran may have pondered the purpose of this battle, so great that it would drag a preadolescent into the maelstrom of war. But a Lyonar does not question any reason to crusade. Swiftly, deliberately, Zi’Ran brought her sword to the neck of the infant.
A screech resounded throughout the Ruins, and a sound like rushing water echoed off the walls. Something big was coming, and fast.
Still clutching the child in one hand, Zi’Ran ducked into a side room, and a wall of flesh slid past. The sounds of dying Lyonar mixed with the clash of mangled metal and scrape of stone on scales. A massive worm with a singular eye was patrolling the hallways of the Ruins, barely fitting the hallways due to its massive girth. Had Zi’Ran noticed the rounded corners, worn down by the worm’s path, perhaps she would have lead more carefully. As it stood now, she was facing an enemy far too large to battle outright.
Cut off from the bulk of her army outside and trapped in a windowless stone room, Zi’Ran’s mind raced for a solution. The Magmar were still in the Ruins, as were the Abyssian (or, at least, one harmless Abyssianette). Neither would be an ally to her… but perhaps they could aid in defeating the worm?
The next person who writes better be interesting (and it better not be another update on how far away the Vetruvian are, or I will be super upset). It’s easy to say “I dispel the Worm and win” but let’s try something fun, aye? I believe in you, fellow writers! 
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Here Here!..oops, sorry.
I fucked that up, didn’t I? Great writing, by the way.
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Cassy uses necro summoning to bring back Argeon… He’s now back. Whoop, Whoop.
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Which should I participate as?
- Songhai! NEED MOAR FLAMING!
- Vetruvian! SpecOps Commando
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Argeon’s back in Windcliffe preparing an army to take the ruins
I chose songhai because the worm wants some spice in its meals. Vetruvians may be filling, but they taste bland