askevilkingstan

[askevilkingstan]

“The only GOOD option, really!”

askevilkingstan replied to your post: The Snatcher has appeared! What to do? - Worship -…

SCARE!!!

“Of course YOU would want that!” 

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rules. your muse has just died. as they were dying, they thought of these five things:

* No no NO!!! I can’t die yet!! No no no!!! The Great Evil King can’t die!! * I’m not finished yet!!! I WASN’T FINISHED YET!!! *This....isn’t.....fair.... *This....isn’t how the story goes.... only...a hero...?? *Slave?..... Ari?.... Where.... are...... Tagged by: I snatched this from Spectralcontract 

Tagging: EVERYONE WHO SEES THIS.

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WHAT A TERRIBLE TRADITION!!!

the-snatcher replied to your post: “I guess being trapped and left to a horrible fate…

Being trapped and losing your physical body is a family tradition!

Thank you so much! I absolutely despise this with every ethereal fiber of my being!

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"At least I'm not afraid of mere POTTERY, and how come you couldn't break free from from it? All that power and couldn't break a mere ceramic pot, eh? Evil King?"

Like Father like Son

[askevilkingstan]

How many slaves do you even have?

“People will be throwing themselves at me! BEGGING me to let them be my slaves!”“.....”“I’m just BUSY.” 

[askevilkingstan]

But what about when you leave Ari?

“Heh....heh....heh????”

[askevilkingstan]

Have you ever taken someone’s life?

“What kind of EVIL King would I be if I hadn’t???” 

[askevilkingstan]

You’re going to lose ari someday...you know that right?

“If my slave passes too soon, he can easily be brought back as a ghost!!....even if his soul looks odd...” 

[askevilkingstan]

Little stany can’t find his slave

He was sleeping till I grabbed him up. Little Stany CAN find his slave. Just decides not to drag him around for every ask. 

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Dude you look so thin as a shadow...I wonder if I could cut you like paper

One of the many advantages to being king of shadows! Ha ha ha! 

[askevilkingstan]

So like what if someone forced you to wear a proper shirt

It’s TOO CONFINING AND CHOKING ME!!!! ARRRRRRGHHH! I HATE IT!!

[askevilkingstan]

*bass boosted slide whistle noise*

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I give you a tribute. *hands over a bottle of pink Champaign* I didn't know if you liked alcohol or not, but here ya go.

[askevilkingstan]

this is a story all about how stanley never updates his blog

Stanley sits in front of his computer and presses a button. Then presses another button. He sits reblogging pictures of kittens and funny little quotes as they filter past on his screen.Stanley seems to forget he has an ask blog, and questions to answer. The people need to know, Stanley! And yet, Stanley keeps pushing buttons. Perhaps someone could make a parable out of this....

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Where Oh Where

It felt like something was missing. But what?  The Evil King stood in the worn mansion. He couldn’t put his finger on what was missing. It was infuriating. He paces around, letting out a snort of irritation. Oh well. He’ll figure it out. “Come on, Slave! I’ve got to figure out what I’m missing.” He stomps by the boys bedroom. No noise was heard inside. Which wasn’t out of the normal. It takes a good few minutes before he comes back and swings the door open. “Wake up, Slave! It’s-”  Ari wasn’t in there. He steps fully into the room, knowing full well his slave can easily be overlooked. No, he wasn’t in here just blending. Stan heads out into the little town, checking places here and there for Ari. Was he at school? No. Was he hanging out with friends? AHAHAHAH! WHAT FRIENDS?! Nobody was around to tell or appreciate that joke. He would save it for later. He paces out into the woods.  There was no sign of Ari. Good thing he still owned his soul. Might help him track down the overshadowed child. He pressed on, with a look of stubborn determination. 

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KIRBY NO!!! ADVERT YOUR LITTLE KIRBY EYES!!!!

[askevilkingstan]

“Might only wear this when Rosalyn is around....”

askevilkingstan:

He’s dying and you’ve killed him.