Peppersalt43
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ALTERNATE TITLE: HEY KID, WANNA BUY SOME "CANDY"?
I'm planning on making sure there's always gonna be a MÖRK BORG match in each character in the spammed character saga. The profiles are really well done and it's pretty easy to understand because there's usually scans for everything (Though it's probably due to the little amount of scans there are. Like, the verse has one information page where all that came from) so I'll take every opportunity to put them in a match
Also as usual, I'm sorry @Mr._Bambu
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Rays of light pierced through your blanket of moss, ending your long rest
Yet another day in this wretched world, spent in this mucky swamp you consider to be home
Your potions have finished brewing in your sleep
The smell isn't pleasant but the color and consistency means that it is finished and in good condition
If you're lucky, you won't vomit out anything important
Who needs a spleen anyway?
Walking away from the thick mangrove foliage, you reach for the crooked spear you found from that corpse yesterday
While a weapon is normally unnecessary for killing, you've found that fish killed by poison are poisonous and you need your strength
Through some visions you've received after inhaling your concoction, you view the odd occurrences happening in this place
Invaders from other universes coming to your world and it's only a matter of time before one comes for you
Those crimson eyes staring at your unconscious soul will forever haunt you from that incident
The hunt was a success and you return with a bag of fish, or at least, non-poisonous creatures resembling fish
Reaching for an incendiary potion, you empty its contents on the damp firewood, allowing you clear sight on the pristine glass bottle
And from its reflection you see, those crimson eyes in your visions staring from the darkness behind you
Turning around, it disappeared as quickly as it came
Viewing the bottle in your hand, you were startled by what was in it
A gel-like substance filling it to the brim, a thick smell of apples wafting from it
Its texture and smell wasn't what startled you
Its color, a neon rainbow with an odd glow to it emanated from the transparent bottle
Was this an offering? A taunt? A threat?
Your visions have guided you to this very moment
You know the answer to that question
Your hand reaches for a hidden switch, contraptions loaded with your many concoctions placed all over the swamp
A beautiful blur of colors filled your vision, dashing through your surroundings yet you remain vigilant
All those nights of torment come to an end now
Yet another day in this wretched world, spent in this mucky swamp you consider to be home
Your potions have finished brewing in your sleep
The smell isn't pleasant but the color and consistency means that it is finished and in good condition
If you're lucky, you won't vomit out anything important
Who needs a spleen anyway?
Walking away from the thick mangrove foliage, you reach for the crooked spear you found from that corpse yesterday
While a weapon is normally unnecessary for killing, you've found that fish killed by poison are poisonous and you need your strength
Through some visions you've received after inhaling your concoction, you view the odd occurrences happening in this place
Invaders from other universes coming to your world and it's only a matter of time before one comes for you
Those crimson eyes staring at your unconscious soul will forever haunt you from that incident
The hunt was a success and you return with a bag of fish, or at least, non-poisonous creatures resembling fish
Reaching for an incendiary potion, you empty its contents on the damp firewood, allowing you clear sight on the pristine glass bottle
And from its reflection you see, those crimson eyes in your visions staring from the darkness behind you
Turning around, it disappeared as quickly as it came
Viewing the bottle in your hand, you were startled by what was in it
A gel-like substance filling it to the brim, a thick smell of apples wafting from it
Its texture and smell wasn't what startled you
Its color, a neon rainbow with an odd glow to it emanated from the transparent bottle
Was this an offering? A taunt? A threat?
Your visions have guided you to this very moment
You know the answer to that question
Your hand reaches for a hidden switch, contraptions loaded with your many concoctions placed all over the swamp
A beautiful blur of colors filled your vision, dashing through your surroundings yet you remain vigilant
All those nights of torment come to an end now
- Base Rainbow Dash and Gotten Better Occult Herbmaster used
- Speed amp means I can't equalize speed
- Place Located in: Everglades National Park
- Starting range: 100 meters with no line of sight
- Occult Herbmaster has 2 months of prep time and prior knowledge
- Win via anything!!
- Apocalyptic Alchemist : 0
- Rainbow Haired Athlete : 0
- Incon : 7
VS
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