Some drawings of a seasoned barbarian warrior, captured in battle and sent to fight in the arena.




Im still not 100% satisfied with the design...

New streaming Gladiator themed series starting 18th July.
A few promottion clips are appearing.

Those about to die.

Those about to die 2.

A short picture story of the last posts and unfortunate end of a soldier.
(Just to be clear, the ig account is made up for the sake of the story.)

   


   


   


   

I fell into the arena on purpose and stripped as fast as I could. I wanted to face this challenge naked. The chaos going on allowed me to slip in. It was a free for all and many masters had put their best men forward. I simply wanted to feel the sting of steel. 

A big brute eyes me and charged his sword leading the way. I ran at him grinning no protection and no cares! The blade punched painfully into my stomach and I savored the first of the pain. 

“Uuughhfffffff oh gods”  I let out as he grips my shoulder feeding me more steel. It cuts through muscle and skin till it threatens the vulnerable mass of intestines beneath. 

“Foolish lad” the brute scolded me “charging in like that.” His own belly was wrought with scars and a good dusting of hair. 

“I heffnkkk- wanted to test myself. Against the pain” and its true. Even now as the fire blooms in my belly I can't help but feel so gods damn manly! I feel my dick hard as it's ever been. 

The brute lets out a bellow of laughter “Aye foolish but maybe some bravery in there too. This takes guts!” he tells me as the blade breaks into mine. 

The fire burning in me begins to turn icy somehow. I can literally feel the cold metal merging with my insides, shredding them. My dick oozes precum. 

“Lets get a look at those guts now eh boy?” He starts sawing downward and my eyes roll back into my skull while I roar in agony! 

It was glorious! The pain prodded my cock to stay rigid. I couldn't think of a better way to prove my manhood. Blood was running now, thick and warm, into my pubes. The suffering was legendary! 

The brute stopped just above my pubes and we both stood and watched as the line dividing my abs slowly parted. It felt like an eternity. My brow was sweaty, though it was a cold sweat. 

Thinking coherently was getting harder. Gods my fucking belly is on fire, I thought. Or had I said it aloud? 

The skin stretched open and my insides started to tumble out. It was as magnificent as it was horrible. The coppery smell of blood wafted upwards and I began to taste it. 

The brutes expression was now akin to admiration. I feel my legs tremble when a spear head bursts from his belly. He looked down in utter surprise as it was driven through his hulking frame. 

Instead of turning, he lumbered towards me and I knew his goal. I stumbled to him and the brute embraced me tightly. The spear was lodged so in him that in barreled through me.

I felt it puncture my stomach but held him tighter. He held me up at this point. I was fading fast. I looked in his eyes and he in mine. A conversation passed between us though no words were exchanged. Instead, we gave each other grunts and groans. 

As he finished his end, my hips bucked forward my cock head erupting with the boiling seed I've been saving for death! I held nothing back thrusting forward as more of my intestines hung out. My vision was failing fast and all I felt was cold. 

My last moments were upon me and I'd never felt more proud of myself. I feel myself go limp in the brutes big arms. I feel a slight pressure in my back and see his eyes as a sword is shoved into us both. But I'm off somewhere else as the pain of death swallows me whole. I grin at it. 

Slicing his navel open with a scalpel. Will of Iron 1991.

Anyone a big fan of permadeath (or semi-permadeath) in roleplays?

Basically if you end up losing the fight (dying), then you stop talking or put a note in your profile/name that you're dead.
This can be either a 24 hour period for if you enjoy roleplaying a lot, or could be forever.

The other person gets to live with the pride (or guilt) of having erased you. 
What I also enjoy is an actual obituary describing the person. I guess I have a fixation on death :x

If anyone's up to RP anything, don't hesitate to message me.
I'm a skinny yet toned male, mostly working out my arms. I love bladed but also non-bladed combat.