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Username ;; .forever.
Name ;; Stitch
Gender ;; Male
Short story ;; -has an idea-
Art ;; -has idea-
Extra ;; Its a secret shhhhhhh

[bellumii]

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[Novi]

Reserved. You have just made my dream bean, and I ain't going down without a fight >:D

[ElementStar]

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ElementStar


Name:
Undertaker


Gender:
Male


Short story:
On a ghoulish night, the little ones played. Their cares away at the end of the day, and with their mothers beside them, all was well. That is, until the sun finally fell. With the night ablaze with the dark light of the moon, children feast upon their sweets. All seems well, as long as there is light. Lurking in the shadows, one dark bean could be found. A scarred soul; a corrupted mind. A rain he coveted, but not one of water. Undertaker scraped his claws against the ground as he planned out his careful attack. A young bean was running up to the home of an adult, and Undertaker began his attack. He crept around in the shadows then swiped at the child's legs, raking his claws through the flesh. He sank back into the shadows as he watched the child scream in pain and bleed from his wounds. There was something oddly pleasing about the sight, so Undertaker watched as the mother of the bean and the others around them gathered to take the child to get medical help. The cruel male then walked away, the scene was no longer pleasing to him. He wanted something more, something more... vicious.

Undertaker returned to his usual resting place, an ancient cemetery. The air was old and the faint stench of death hung in the air, a perfect place to spend Halloween's night. Undertaker tried to clear his mind, but something was tugging at him. A hunger for something, a hunger for causing pain. He turned his head when he heard a rustling in the bushes. He sunk back into the shadows of a crumbling cairn. He watched as a pair of young adults entered the cemetery. The female was quite reluctant to be wandering such a place, and the male seemed too brave for his own good. Their voices annoyed Undertaker; he turned his back to them seeing as he didn't think they were worth his time or energy. However, the female made a shrill scream when she saw an old corpse in one of the crumbled graves. The scream made Undertaker furious, though he did not know why. The female continued to scream and as she continued, Undertaker neared his breaking point. He absolutely hated her voice, and then he got an idea. Why not stop the screaming all together?

Undertaker circled the two dragons in the shadows, creating his plan as he did so. Then, when the two began to leave, he greeted them with his usual frown. The two introduced themselves, then Undertaker smiled. As the male began to pass him, he bit down on the male's neck. He tightened his grip until he could taste the male's crimson blood and heard the snap of his neck. The male dropped to the ground when Undertaker let go, and died as he was coughing up blood. The female looked on with horror, then began to run away as fast as she could in hopes of survival. Undertaker began to give chase, adrenaline pumping through his veins as he hunted down the female.

The female didn't know were she was going, and soon got lost inside of a small forest. For a few minutes, there was no sound or movement. She began to wonder if she had escaped the crazed murderer, but her wonder became her undoing. She walked slowly to the edge of the forest and she did not see the light colored dragon who killed her companion. She sighed softly in relief, but when she turned around, she could see two yellow eyes peering back at her from the shadows of the trees.

That night, a rain poured down on the soil. Not of water, but of crimson blood. The dragon known as Undertaker had gotten his fill of violence, but sadly, we might never know what exactly happened to the female. That is for Undertaker to know alone.


Art:
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Extra?:


Personality:
Undertaker is one of the shadows, not the light.
He enjoys causing pain and fear, especially to young dragons. He is very closed off, and he sees no use in making friends. Undertaker is oddly attracted to horror and violence, though doesn't like to partake in fights. He almost never smiles, and if he does, it's safe to assume he's in his "special" mood. His "special" mood is when his mental instability is triggered. This is one of the few time where he will willingly fight another dragon and will seek out bloodshed. His mental instability is one of the reasons why he is so closed off, he knows about his mental condition so he tries to keep himself from hurting others. It may seem a bit odd for such a dark and cruel dragon to want to protect others from himself, but it's true. Though he enjoys giving others pain, he doesn't like to kill or risk fatally wounding others. He much prefers blood and shallow wounds to death. Now, one can become his friend, but it is very difficult. Trying to become his friend can also be a dangerous task.

[jayus]

Dropping out </3
I'm just not a very creepy person xD

[pIanted]

Res with the name Friday ewe

[stoatkiss]

Username: tiedye7
Name: Ghost
Gender: male
Short story:

Art: 1 Piece (Suggested to try the Soul eater style) (1 Piece only)
Extra?:

reserved

[izauura]

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Short story:
Art: 1 Piece (Suggested to try the Soul eater style) (1 Piece only)
Extra?:

-reservation-

[SilverKitsune]

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[dionaea]

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Short story:
Art: 1 Piece (Suggested to try the Soul eater style) (1 Piece only)
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Possible reserve. It's refreshing to see a soul eater bean <33