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Drew this one during Finals Week. 'Nuff said 'bout that.

Upon hearing that a number of Random Thoughts from Spontaneous Inspiration had "borrowed" the weapon forge in the Xiragenau Division to make the Xesterros Armor for Draguunthor, X-Dragunoth nearly had a fit. Sure, Draguunthor Industries was being threatened by some force outside the MindSpace, but that was no reason for Draguunthor's little doodles to enter the Psyche Division domain without authorization. Of course, he was still bound by the Contract, which prevented him from trashing the Spontaneous Inspiration corridors. So X-Dragunoth decided on the alternative: claim the Xesterros Armor to be property of the Xiragenau Division and take it back. So he did. By getting his minions to steal it.

It became abundantly clear that the Xesterros Armor was alive, considering how many of his minions got bitten while carrying it, but X-Dragunoth couldn't have cared less. The point was that Draguunthor would have to ask him before using the armor. Then an odd feeling came over the demon dragon. Though it was far too small for his 2.5-meter frame, X-Dragunoth had an overwhelming desire to wear the Xesterros Armor. It seemed to be calling to him. But before he could reach down and pick it up, it suddenly leapt up and latched onto his back!

X-Dragunoth wasn't afraid, since fear was something I-Shurugondul bestowed upon mortals, but he did feel annoyed. After all, as soon as the Xesterros Armor clamped onto him, his wings had fallen off. Not to mention he had started growing some hind legs. And another pair of arms. And an extra set of eyes. The armor was reacting to his demonic essence, becoming more of a symbiote than an armor. A symbiote that made him stronger, faster, and better. Annoyance turned into excitement as he realized what this meant. He could probably beat up Kamoda'Mekhinos, the backstabbing Scourge who had thrown him into the MindSpace, with this thing on.

Now if only he could figure out how to get the armor off. It's pretty hard to sit down on a throne with such massive hindquarters.

Description
Drew this one during Finals Week. 'Nuff said 'bout that.

Upon hearing that a number of Random Thoughts from Spontaneous Inspiration had "borrowed" the weapon forge in the Xiragenau Division to make the Xesterros Armor for Draguunthor, X-Dragunoth nearly had a fit. Sure, Draguunthor Industries was being threatened by some force outside the MindSpace, but that was no reason for Draguunthor's little doodles to enter the Psyche Division domain without authorization. Of course, he was still bound by the Contract, which prevented him from trashing the Spontaneous Inspiration corridors. So X-Dragunoth decided on the alternative: claim the Xesterros Armor to be property of the Xiragenau Division and take it back. So he did. By getting his minions to steal it.

It became abundantly clear that the Xesterros Armor was alive, considering how many of his minions got bitten while carrying it, but X-Dragunoth couldn't have cared less. The point was that Draguunthor would have to ask him before using the armor. Then an odd feeling came over the demon dragon. Though it was far too small for his 2.5-meter frame, X-Dragunoth had an overwhelming desire to wear the Xesterros Armor. It seemed to be calling to him. But before he could reach down and pick it up, it suddenly leapt up and latched onto his back!

X-Dragunoth wasn't afraid, since fear was something I-Shurugondul bestowed upon mortals, but he did feel annoyed. After all, as soon as the Xesterros Armor clamped onto him, his wings had fallen off. Not to mention he had started growing some hind legs. And another pair of arms. And an extra set of eyes. The armor was reacting to his demonic essence, becoming more of a symbiote than an armor. A symbiote that made him stronger, faster, and better. Annoyance turned into excitement as he realized what this meant. He could probably beat up Kamoda'Mekhinos, the backstabbing Scourge who had thrown him into the MindSpace, with this thing on.

Now if only he could figure out how to get the armor off. It's pretty hard to sit down on a throne with such massive hindquarters.