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    Ozzy Homeplace/Art Dump where i overwork myself for fun and complain about being sick/tired, and also post art sometimes

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    On 4/21/2022 at 1:30 PM, O z z y said:

    ladies, gentlemen, and those who do not identify

    i present to you,

    Him..

    {{TW: Frequent mention of death}}

     

     

     

     

    -name-

    The Huntsman, or Huntsman, it prefers the first one

    -age-

    about 106 in dragon years, but beings like him can live for far longer than any dragon,,

    -pronouns-

    He/They/It

    -tribe-

    "We don't know where it came from,, or what it is, exactly.. all I know is that thing.. is sure a hell not a dragon..."

    -abilities-

    extremely heightened sense of smell and hearing, able to track down anything in a matter of days,, he has never failed a hunt. The Huntsman has the ability to partially mind-control certain dragons, a bit like the hive-mind, but his, is different.. it starts off as a little voice, telling you to do something, then if the action is not completed, he will remind you until its done. dragons who ignore this are eventually driven mad by the voices, and are then forced to complete the task or the insanity will then drive them to,, end the issue themselves. even so, once the task is completed, Huntsman will then kill the dragon himself.

    Mosquito held his head, shaking frantically, muttering nonsense.

    "Somethings in my head... Cerulean.. somethings in there- it's saying I need to..."

    He paused, staring mindlessly at his sister, Cerulean. His eyes were pitch black. She will never forget that sight..

    "It's saying I... I need to kill you."

     

    -appearance-

    The Huntsman appears to be a very, very large Hive-Night hybrid, almost as large as Darkstalker. It has dark, blood red scales with black, rune-like symbols along his body. They have huge, ruby red wings with scattered star patterns along them, like a NightWing. He is most commonly seen wearing the bloodied skull of a HiveWing. The Huntsman's eyes constantly leak some strange black liquid, it has the consistency of melted wax, and is fatal if ingested or gotten in an open wound.

    "The m-mask- seems to be f-fused to his face, we cant get it off, t-trust us... we tried...--"

    The IceWing proceeded to fall to the ground, vomiting some type of black liquid. He was quickly pronounced deceased after running off into the hallway, straight through the door, and slamming into the brick wall with a force only the heavens could describe. It killed him on impact.

    Seems like he wanted out.

    -backstory-

    "I already told you, we have no clue where it came from, or what exactly it wants. Now please get out of my home.."

     

    i once had an oc sorta similar to this, if i have the time i might try to look for it in my files somewhere

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