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{This is Gospel
for the fallen ones,
locked away in
permanent slumber.
Assembling their
philosophies,
from pieces of
broken memories.
Oh....
(This is the beat
of my heart,
this is the beat
of my heart.)
Oh....
(This is the beat
of my heart,
this is the beat
of my heart.)
When gnashing teeth
and criminal tongues
conspire against
the odds,
but they haven't seen
the best of us yet...
If you love me,
let me go!
If you love me,
let me go!
'Cause these words
are knives and
often leave scars,
for fear of
falling apart.
Truth be told,
I never was yours.
The fear, the fear
of falling apart.
This is Gospel
for the vagabonds,
never-do-wells and
insufferable b*****ds,
confessing their
apostasies,
led away by
imperfect imposters.
Oh....
(This is the beat
of my heart,
this is the beat
of my heart.)
Oh....
(This is the beat
of my heart,
this is the beat
of my heart.)
Don't try to sleep
through the end
of the world,
and bury me alive,
cause I won't give
up without a fight...
If you love me,
let me go!
If you love me,
let me go!
'Cause these words
are knives and
often leave scars,
for fear of
falling apart.
Truth be told,
I never was yours.
The fear, the fear
of falling apart.
Oh...
The fear of
falling apart.
Oh...
The fear, the fear
of falling apart.
Oh....
(This is the beat
of my heart.)
The fear of falling apart.
(This is the beat
of my heart.)
Oh....
(This is the beat
of my heart.)
The fear of falling apart.
(This is the beat
of my heart.)
Oh....
(This is the beat
of my heart.)
The fear of falling apart.
(This is the beat
of my heart.)
Oh....
(This is the beat
of my heart.)
The fear of falling apart.}This is Gospel by P!atD.
Album: Too Weird To Live,
Too Rare To Die.
(c) Panic! at the Disco 2013

↬ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴀʏ ɪ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ʜɪᴍ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ʜɪᴍ.ɪ ᴛʀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴ, ʙᴜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ɪ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ....↫
☾ᴜsᴇʀɴᴀᴍᴇ:
SpartanAmethyst
☾ᴄᴇɪʀᴀʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇ:
☾ᴄᴇɪʀᴀʟ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇs:
xxxSolemn
Proxyxxx
xxxHe doesn't rememberMinslen (MiniSlender)xxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxhis birth name.☾ᴄᴇɪʀᴀʟ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ:
☾ᴄᴇɪʀᴀʟ ᴀɢᴇ:
xxxxxxMale ♂
Unknown, but he'sxxxxxx
fairly young.xxxxxx
☾ᴄᴇɪʀᴀʟ sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ:
☾ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs:
xxxxxxAsexual.
Single.xxxxxx
xxxHe isn't interestedHe views it more asxxx
xxxin any relationships."alone" than single.xxx
↬ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ.
ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs.
ᴜɴᴛɪʟ, ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ, ɪ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ sʏᴍᴘᴛᴏᴍs.↫
☾ʟɪᴋᴇs:
☾ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs:
xxxNight time
Lightxxx
Can see best at night.Due to his glowing eyes, light makes seeing difficult.
xxxSilence
Noisexxx
He can think easier in silence.Noise is extremely distracting.
xxxTracking
Killingxxx
He loves searching for lost or hidden items/people.Well, the senseless kind.
xxxHunting
Thunderxxx
The thrill of the hunt is only matched byGoes with noise; distracting. And scary.
bringing home great food for Ami and Slendy!xxxMeteorites
Crowdsxxx
They're so interesting...Too many people. He's reclusive, remember?
xxxRain
Firexxx
Ah, the soothing hum of a gentle rain...It hurts, and it can be very bright!
xxxForests
Citiesxxx
They live in the center of one, come on XDThe asphalt hurts, and
there's too many people.
☾ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ:
xxxBefore his changing, Solemn was a typical young male. He had a life, a prospective mate, friends, fun. He had everything he had ever wanted. But after he was "Marked", as he'd heard it called once, everything changed. He started feeling differently for his friends; his relationship with his girl wilted, and he became more reclusive. Instead of being outgoing and happy like he once was, Solemn became shy and fearful, sticking to the shadows. He became almost
paranoid, to be honest. In fact, his personality did such a severe turn around that during that first week of the changing, many Ceirals thought that he'd gotten rabies or a similar disease, but when they found out the truth, well, he was basically banished. Cast out of his home, Solemn wandered aimlessly until the day he was finally approached by his tormentor. But with his (and the Slender's [technical] wife's) help, Solemn made a lot of improvement.
xxxToday, the Ceiral is still very shy and reclusive, but he's finding it easier to talk to his masters and the other Proxies, and once again has a purpose. Solemn is very dutiful and attentive to his work; he does his job and does it
perfectly, without fail. Whether it's tracking a demon in the area or relaying messages between the Slenders, Solemn does what he's asked without question, and Amethyst is always more than willing to reward him for his work. As long as it doesn't involve the actual
killing part. He's still way too soft to ever take anything's life; that's part of the reason he very rarely eats meat other than seafood.
And his greatest regret? Not telling his girl he loved her one last time.
☾ᴘʜᴏʙɪᴀs:
Catagelophobia
Fear of being ridiculed.
He's always sought the praise of his new peers for fear of disappointing them.
Lilapsophobia
Fear of tornadoes and hurricanes.
Solemn doesn't mind thunderstorms, but tornadoes? No way.
Placophobia
Fear of tombstones.
Nothing creepier than the weathered, moss-covered stones
marking the resting place of a dead body.
And Ami's zombie talk? Not helping. At all.
↬ɪ ʙᴇɢᴀɴ ᴄʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ,
ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ.
ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀ ʜɪᴍ. sᴇᴇ ʜɪᴍ. ғᴇᴇʟ ʜɪᴍ.↫
☾ᴡʜʏ ᴡᴀs ʜᴇ ʙᴀɴɪsʜᴇᴅ?
He was banished out of fear; the elders, knowing that he had been marked, feared that it would attract the Operator, or Slenderman, as we know him. And though there were only reports of him targeting human children, the elders didn't want to tempt him with newborn cubs in the area.
☾ᴀᴄᴄᴇssᴏʀɪᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀɪɴᴋᴇᴛs:
Around his neck, Solemn wears three charms hung on a silver chain: one is the mark of Slender (Ⓧ), another is a celtic
infinity knot, and the last is a
red hawk totem. They represent (in order) his purpose, his life (proxies have no set life span), and his hunting and tracking prowess.
He also wears black leather "gloves" to protect his paws from rough terrain, as he's often running long distances and errands for not only Amethyst and Slenderman, but for many of the other CreepyPasta members as well. He's kind of like their mail courier, if that makes it simpler.
↬ɪ ᴍɪss ʙᴇɪɴɢ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ.
ɴᴏᴡ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡs.
ɴᴏᴡ ɪ'ᴍ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ.↫
☾ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs ɪɴ ғᴇᴀʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀɪɴ:
"My scariest moment, huh? Well, surprisingly, it wasn't meeting Slenderman. My most harrowing experience came long after I met my master.
It was my first time meeting the Agents, a band of humans who'd banded together to destroy all of the Slenders. I'd been warned about them, heard that they harbored a special type of demon that was not easily killed. Of course, being young and regrettably foolish, I didn't heed Masky's warning as well as I should have. So, while running a message to JFK, or Jeff the Killer, if you weren't familiar with Slendy's psychotic companion, I ran into them. They appeared on my normal pathway, three normal-looking men in dark glasses and suits, donned with badges and handguns. I recognized them immediately, thankfully, and took off into the forest. I'm not sure how long they chased me, but I remember the horrid feeling of a bullet piercing my hide. My adrenaline was so high, though, it didn't slow me down. I ran until my lungs gave out and I collapsed; Slenderman heard me calling for him in thought, and came to my rescue. Of course I had to endure a lecture from him and Masky's constant snickering, but Amethyst healed me up and I eventually returned to work, no permanent damage done. Of course, now I'm much more careful about my running patterns, changing them every day, in no particular order, so they can't get the jump on me again. Hopefully."☾ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏ ᴇᴠɪᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ:
[ᴀʀᴛ]
Mail's coming! by me c:
Smiling Again by Qualeo.
With the holidays, work, and everything else, I didn't get to finish all of my art.
I have an animated avatar and two other fullbody images, but they're aren't done yet :c
If I win him by some miracle, though, they will be done!
So will a full history. They're just a few detail that will need ironing out. ono'