Re: Halloween Viscet #1040 - The Guardian Rises

Postby Mint Chip » Tue Nov 01, 2016 7:41 am

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Re: Halloween Viscet #1040 - The Guardian Rises

Postby ps4 kid » Tue Nov 01, 2016 8:33 am

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Re: Halloween Viscet #1040 - The Guardian Rises

Postby Strudel » Tue Nov 01, 2016 8:43 am

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:: Ajax :: The Tormented Soul ::

Postby T h e M a r t i a n » Tue Nov 01, 2016 9:00 am

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name; Ajax
gender; Male
personality traits;
Manipulative || Stubborn || Depressed || Dangerous || Emotional

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Ajax has changed drastically since the demon took hold. He retains small bits of his original self locked deep in the recesses of his mind, only rarely showing. Ajax, even when in control of himself, still shows signs of the demon. The spirit's manipulative and dangerous nature remain almost at all times. His lies are smooth and sweet, and people eat them up like candy. He is a smooth talker, careful in his wording, and charming to all. Ajax is an elusive creature, and is careful in all that he does. When he commits an act of violence or crime, he leaves little to no trace of his being there. He is calculating, analytical, and incredibly intelligent. He is a dangerous mixture of traits, making him a deadly foe.
However, Ajax does retain small morsels of his more sensitive self. Ajax hates himself more than anything else. He hates how weak he is, and how this spirit is able to control him like a puppet. He has done so much wrong, and he can never forgive himself for those despicable things. Ajax is sensitive to words that others speak to him, and he hates it when people don't like him. People judge him on his appearance, his markings, and what the demon does. People are too afraid to get too close to him, and that leads to a lonely, and incredibly depressed Ajax. Ajax is determined, as is his demon. They are unmoving and unwavering in their ways, determined to never give in and never give up. Ajax is never really in total control of his emotions, and when he does lose completely lose control, the demon takes hold. This is when is prone to acts of violence, and dangerous outbursts.

"fear is ever changing and evolving..."

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Theme Song
• "Battle Cry" - Imagine Dragons

Play List
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Conditions

    • Severe Depression -
Due to an accumulation of terrible events in his past, Ajax has developed a strong case of severe depression. Some consider him a threat to himself, espcially since he makes it so known how much he hates himself. People do treat him differently because of this. Many do not bother with trying to get through to him because of how negative he is. He really just needs a good support structure.

    • Possession -
Helped in part by his previous condition, Ajax is possessed by a fire demon. This demon usually controls his actions and his words, and is seen as a completely negative thing. There are some pluses to this demon being there. The demon grants him fire, an ability to manipulate flames and heat. The demon also protects his host, mostly just to protect itself, however. The demon, however, keeps him from having friends,worsening his depression, and assuring the demon maintains control. This condition seems practically incurable, and only Curare had been able to help in any way.


Relationships

• Ajax met the healer for the first time when he had attacked someone. Curare witnessed the terrible things that Ajax had done, and Curare took it upon himself to heal the struggling soul. Curare found Ajax, and tried to remove the demon, but to no avail. The demon persisted. Instead, Curare placed a healing symbol on Ajax's shoulder, upon which the demon had entered. This helps Ajax keep more in control. Ajax visits the healer every now and then for advice on dealing with the demon. It is a painful thing, carrying around a demon inside.


• Ami was an early victim of the newly possessed viscet. Ajax found her in the night, and attacked. Ajax was not in control, and the demon was feeding off of her fear. Ajax, seeing and sensing her fear, fought back the demon to regain control. Ajax ran into Ami a few weeks later, and she was recovering well enough. Ami and Ajax soon became close friends. Ajax developed a special place for Ami due to how much she cares for him. Ami helps him with his problems, and truly lights up his world.


• Dorian has his own spirit, and is in charge of making sure Ajax doesn't step too far out of line. They fight often, but neither has the ability to kill off the other. Dorian is not possessed, but is, rather, guided by a water spirit. Dorian cares deeply for Ajax, like a brother, and technically, they are.


• Mentari was someone he had seen before, but knew not where. He began to see her more often, as she lived close to him. She noticed him one day, and the two talked often. Soon, she became one of those he drew support from. She became a close friend, and has helped him overcome many difficult things.


"and I feel poisoned inside..."

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The pain was growing within him as the days flew by. Many would say time is supposed to heal, but it wasn't helping him.

It was close to three months since the raid on his pack. Another tyrannical pack raided his own for their riches. Ajax's son had hatched only a few days prior. The raid resulted in the death of his beloved mate, Aliya, and his son, Avriel. The emotional pain was far worse than any physical pain those monsters could inflict upon him.

The male trudged through the forest, leaves crackling beneath his feet. However, he could hear something moving behind him, and see something from the corner of his red and bloodshot eyes. His three tails fanned out behind him, balancing his weight. He turned, arching his tails. He searched the shadows for his follower, anger and irritation flooding his expressions.

"Show yourself, coward!" He shouted angrily at the creature. His grief had given way, losing control of his emotions yet again.

Its thick black body moved out from the shadows of the trees, scars littering its hideous face. A wicked smile stretched wide from cheek to cheek. Ruby red eyes shone from deep sockets. Its claws sharper than a falcon's talons. Its body wider than a tree trunk. It towered feet above him, its breathing barely audible.

Ajax stepped back, eyes widening at the sight of the monster. Ajax's muscles tended, prepared to turn tails and run. He curled his tails, and huddled against a tree trunk, to terrified to even move.

"W-who are you?" Ajax managed to squeak out, fear pouring from his body into his words.

"A traveller. I seek help, and assistance. Might you supply me with this?" The beast said, its voice an odd mixture of sounds. Fear crashed over him like the waves upon a coastline. His body shook in terror as he watched the beast.

Ajax glanced to the side of him. "There is a town-" Ajax was cut off as the beast lunged, jaws grabbing his back a shoving him to the ground. Ajax screamed, thrashing and flailing. He drug his claws over the beasts scarred muzzle, leaving little to no mark whatsoever.

Ajax's eyes widened, and a new wave of pain came crashing into him like a train. The creature had used its claws to rip open his shoulder. Ajax screeched in pain, his scream echoing off the trees.

"Leave me be!"

Ajax tried his hardest to get away from the creatures grasp. Flailing, screaming and kicking, it just wasn't working.

What Ajax saw next shook him to the core. The beasts figure had changed. A shadowy, gasy like shape replaced the beast, and it hovered for a moment. Ajax was too stunned to move. He watched in horror as it moved into the massive gash on his arm.

Ajax felt a pain like nothing he had ever felt before. His fur stood on end, and he screamed a scream that no creature should ever be able to muster. His muscles spasmed, and his body convulsed, trying to remove this toxin. The beast was changing him, controlling him.

Blood continued to slowly leak from the wound, but it was no longer crimson, but pitch black. Ajax slowly rolled onto his belly, his head drawn in against his chest, the beast forcing him to rise. Ajax tried to fight it, to force it from him, but he was far too weak in his present state.

Smoke rose from his body, new colors and patterns swirling their way over his dark, dull coat. Oranges, whites, skulls, and swirling lines. His muscles, withering and flat, now build and grew. He felt stronger, warmer.

A glow in his chest was visible even through the dark fur he bore. Smoke rose from his nostrils, and the wound on his shoulder sealed itself shut. Ajax snarled, eyes flashing red momentarily.

Fire poured from his opened jaws, disappearing into the air above him. He watched, amazed at this single thing.

"I am Æglæca. A demon of fire. I have bestowed upon you the great power of being my host." The voice of the beast rang in his head.

"You possessed me?! Why? Why me?" Ajax screamed to the forest.

"You were weak from some event in your past. And I need someone to help me defeat another spirit who has been tormenting me for centuries."

"You are all wrong. I don't want this! I don't want to help you! I just want to be left alone! Leave me be!" Ajax shouted, trying his hardest to force him out, but the demon remained, sending shooting pain through his body. Tears slid down Ajax's cheeks, eyes shut tight, a scream ringing through the air.

"It is too late for that. You are powerless against the likes of me."


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Re: Halloween Viscet #1040 - The Guardian Rises

Postby grizzly. » Tue Nov 01, 2016 9:00 am

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I would like to introduce to you, Blayze. Now, you might be wondering who Blayze is, well I will explain. You know those that are quiet, avoid others, and just seem to go unnoticed? In short, that is Blayze.
xxxxxxxxxxx Reserved; Blayze has never been one to be very open to talking with others, but rather she prefers to keep to herself. Often times you’d have to be the one to approach her and start up the conversation, otherwise you might never get the chance to speak to her, as she very much so seems to enjoy her solidarity, and is visibly uncomfortable with being in a big crowd or having to create a conversation with someone that she barely speaks to.
xxxxxxxxxxx Clever; Although Blayze may be reserved; she is very clever, as sharp as a whip. Her clever characteristics could be also described as creativeness, she is able to come up with a plan and get it done efficiently and effectively. Due to her desire to be alone she is almost constantly thinking of ways to ensure that she is alone and as well as ways to get out of situations where she can easily get out of a situation involving several others.
xxxxxxxxxxx Humble; Blayze would never harm anyone intentionally, but like everyone there is a breaking point, however, with Blayze you’d think she could put up with anything. She tries to excuse the fact that she’s different as a way to not attempt to cause others to view her as more important or better than anyone else.

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xxxxx Blayze was born into a normal family, a family of pure black viscets. Blayze had always been curious, and when a group of scientists offered her an opportunity to try something different and be involved in their experiements, she couldn’t pass it up. Blayze wanted to do something different, something that could change her life forever. Although the experiments did change her life, she was never informed of what the experiments were exactly, they were just described as experiments. Little did she know that the experiments would forever change her DNA, causing mutations throughout her body, which resulted in her trio of tails, the changes of pigments of her fur and eyes, and her ability to wield fire from her jaws. At first Blayze did not approve of these changes, and it took a long time for her to be able to accept that she would forever be looked at differently. However, it took her even longer to be able to control her fire abilities.
xxxxx At first whenever Blayze would hiccup, sneeze, or cough a wave of fire would fly from her jaws. Nobody knew what to do. This mutation was different. It was nothing like the other mutations that were seen around in the viscet population, therefore, nobody knew what to do or how to begin to help training Blayze how to control it. It was a series of trial and errors before they figured out that what worked best was Blayze’s concentration on not spitting flames uncontrollably, but being able to have acceptable control over when the flames erupted from her jaws. Although, each and every test took place in a controlled environment, they ignored the fact that Blayze still did not have full control of her powers, and allowed her to return home, having had completed their experiments.
xxxxx When Blayze had returned home, she wasn’t home for more than a few hours before everything went swirling down the drain. She had full confidence that she could control her powers, yet the moment she tried to use them outside of a controlled environment, her family had paid the ultimate price. What was suppose to be a simple demonstration ended up leading to the entrapment of her parents and siblings in a whirlwind of fire that had ended up trapping them in their den when they ran for safety. Although, running into the den had only lead to their deaths, thus making Blayze terrified of her fire-breathing powers and what had caused her to be so distant towards other viscets to where she is believed to only be a myth that lurks in the woods.
xxxxx Since the incident with her family’s death, Blayze has gained slightly more control of her powers, although, she does not trust herself to get close to anyone else in fear of a repeat of what had happened to her family, as she is not fully confident that she can keep those she loves and cares about safe from herself.

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xxxxFlames. There were flames everywhere. My body shook with terror. I couldn’t move. No matter how much, no matter how badly I wanted to, I could not find the strength to move my limbs. It was as if they were cemented in place. This wasn’t suppose to happen, never in a million years was this suppose to happen. How could things get so out of control?

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xxxx“Blayze! Oh, Blayze dear you’re home! We’ve missed you so much!” A gorgeous, pure black viscet called in a sweet voice as I wandered into the den and engulfed me in a hug. I welcomed the embrace, as it was one of the most comforting things I had felt since I had been taken to the lab. I held my mother tightly, fighting back the tears that threatened to spill over onto my cheeks. As my mother and I stood there holding one another, I felt something clasp onto my legs. Pulling away from the embrace I looked down to see my two siblings, Benny and Penny. They were twins, two gorgeous twins that had greatly resembled my mother.
xxxx“Blayze! We missed you!” The twins shouted in unison as they hugged my legs tightly, which only made me laugh. I knelt down and gave the two a hug before I heard a gruff voice follow shortly after. “Blayze.” The voice said in an emotionless tone. Releasing the twins from my grip, I stood up straight and looked at the viscet that had spoken. I felt my ears pin themselves against my head as I looked at the bulky viscet that stood at my mother’s side.
xxxx “Father…” I responded cautiously as I watched him eye me up and down. I knew I didn’t look the same. In fact, I was surprised that they were able to recognize me.
xxxx “You look…different.” He said, stating the obvious. I looked down at my feet, and kicked the ground beneath me. I didn’t know what to say. When I left I looked just like them – pitch black with a single tail. After so many months I had returned home with markings that resembled a skeleton on my fur and two extra tails. I knew before I left that my father didn’t approve of my decision, but I had gone ahead with it anyway, and I couldn’t stand to see the disapproving look that I knew was written all over his face.
xxxx “Blayze? Why do you have two more tails?” Benny’s question had drawn my attention away from my father’s obvious disapproval, and to the twins as they played with my trio of tails. Turning my back to my parents so I could face my siblings, I knelt down to their height and curled my three tails around my feet.
xxxx “Well, you see, when I went away to that lab, they told me there may be side effects to their experiments, and the way my fur looks, as well as the extra tails just happened to be the side effects to those experiments.” I explained, trying to make it as simple for them to understand.
xxxx “Is there anything else the expewiments did to you Blayze?” Penny asked, not quite able to pronounce experiments correctly. I simply nodded, thinking about the power that those experiments had granted me. I watched the twins’ eye widen in curiosity and simply smiled, knowing that they would want to ask what it was since they couldn’t visibly see it…yet.
xxxx “What did those experiments do to you, Blayze? If not just the tails and the…pattern of your fur?” I heard my father’s gruff voice ask. I ruffled the twin’s manes before standing up and turning around to face my father, who was now holding onto my mother protectively.
xxxx “Follow me. I’ll show you.” I responded simply before trekking out of the den and over towards a pile of sticks. Looking over my shoulder to make sure that my family had followed me out, I picked up a small bundle of sticks and closed my eyes, trying to focus on what I wanted to do, as I had taken months to learn how to control this power. Opening my eyes, I stared at the sticks, my pupils now slit, and I could see smoke flowing from my jaws, which caused my mother to gasp. I didn’t even have to turn around to know it was my mother that gasped, and that my father was probably holding my mother tightly to his side and keeping the twins close to him. I focused on the sticks, inhaled deeply, parted my jaws and let the power escape into the open so it torched the sticks. However, the sticks weren’t the only things that had ignited, and within minutes my family was trapped in the flames I had produced.

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o Question; “When is your birthday?”
xxxxxAnswer; “M-my birthday? Oh...well…I guess you could say that it’s cliché, but Halloween – October 31st.”

o Question; “What are some of your likes?”
xxxxxAnswer; “Some of my likes? I like the sky. You know, like sunsets, sunrises, and a starry sky? I find them to be extremely peaceful and comforting. Ducks. I like ducks. I find them to be very cute and quirky and it actually makes me smile to just watch a family of them swimming in the ponds during the spring and summer. Being alone. I’m not too huge of a fan of big crowds, and find myself to be more comfortable being by myself. Snow. Ironically, even though I um…breathe fire…I do actually like snow. I mean, I guess the whole being wet and cold thing isn’t exactly what I like about it, but I like how enchanted it’s white blanket makes the forest look, as well as how each snowflake is so different from the next, but you’d never know unless you took a closer look to admire it’s uniqueness.”

o Question; “What are some of your dislikes?”
xxxxxAnswer; “What don’t I like? Hmm…well, Scary stories. I know you’d think that I actually like that sort of thing due to the whole being born on Halloween deal, but it actually gives me nightmares of what monster I could actually become. My tails being pointed out. I know I’m different, and I accept that…at least I do now, but I’d much rather just be left alone or even ignored instead of someone that hasn’t seen me before fawning over my extra tails..”

o Question; “What are some of your quirks?”
xxxxxAnswer; “Oh…well, I guess I would have to say that some of my quirks would be um…I cannot stand hearing someone else chewing their food. It drives me up a wall! I’ve been told that I snort when I laugh, so I guess that’s another quirk. I talk to myself often, I don’t know why, but I will often talk to myself over others. I tend to get weird looks when others overhear me…One last quirk, I would have to say would be that I’m a terrible liar. I don’t think I could lie well even if my life depended on it.”

o Question; “What’s your biggest fear?”
xxxxxAnswer; “My biggest fear is that I will end up accidently hurting someone with my fire…especially someone that I love and care about. I don’t want to go through that again…maybe it’s why I tend to avoid viscets I’m attracted to.”

o Question; “What are your thoughts on your three tails?”
xxxxxAnswer; “My thoughts? Well, my thoughts are that I almost wish I didn’t have them. But, I’ve come to love them and they do help keep me warm when the colder months hit.”

o Question; “What do you think about your ability to breath fire?”
xxxxxAnswer; “It terrifies me.”


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Re: Halloween Viscet #1040 - The Guardian Rises

Postby LucidDreary » Tue Nov 01, 2016 9:15 am

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Name: Insidious (Sin)
Gender: Male

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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Reckless • Charming • Daredevil
Determined • Compassionate

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Insidious has a very intuitive character. Defyance seems to run through every discriminative comment shot toward him, and a fiery temper follows without a glare off target. On top of that, when put up nearly impossible tasks, Sin absolutely dismisses any odds that stand in his way. When his reckless behavior shows itself, it's usually accompanied by a cocky attitude, followed by a daredevil snare. Whenever these..emotions are present, it's only a short matter of time before karma slaps that grin from his face; like a sharp wake up call, with a hint of universal sarcasm. He is a very sensitive soul, but he refuses to show it. He seems to hide behind a mask of a provoking smirk and tends to really cast an intimidating impression at first glance. Yet in a more casual situation, Insidious is a very polite and thoughtful gentleman with a very provocative charm. And on rare occasions, depending on the person, even flirty. He is very quiet and sometimes drifts off into his ocean of thoughts that usually ends with an awkward silence or "Earth to Sin! Hello??". Despite his mocking personality, Insidious also tends to leave very reflective atmospheres when sharing his inner thoughts and feelings. He finds it embarrassing and sometimes really awkward to share his point of view of the world, yet when he shares his feelings, he truly has rather peculiar sentiments on certain things. He has deep connections with many things..and as hard as it may be to believe, love is the deepest temperament he truly understands...perhaps he has more understanding than he will portray..

"The darkest place I've ever seen was inside me. A dark shadow mimicking my heart. Nothing has ever frightened me more.
My advice? Do not fear Death, for he comes for us all eventually."


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The Void of Despare
Rise of the Keymaster

The depth of suffering couldn’t compare to the desolating state of Insidious’ heart.
In fact, he had finally earned his name...he truly was an abyss. A cold killer. The darkness around him
was as bright as the sun compared to the calamity that was rapidly devouring every inch of him.
Wasn't that what they wanted? They had already taken so much from him..The love of his life, gone.
If they had meant for this to be Hell, Sin had to admit, Cytheious had truly outdone himself.
There was nothing more that could be added to his misery to make things worse than they already are.
On top of that, he had no back up plan. No one to call out to. No one.
He was alone; eternally this time. Yet, before all that had occurred, he had to admit, he regretted none of it.
It was all worth it. And even though he knew he’d be stuck in his purgatory forever, he knew he’d cherish every memory he had of his beloved Deschen. He could still remember how it all happened in vivid detail..

It was mid-autumn and Sin had never had it better. The winds were at their highest peak, and the heated summer days were beginning to come to an end. Cool, undisturbed nights awaited him...which would result in more time with Deschen. Insidious had met Deschen a few weeks earlier as he had just ridden into a small town known as Telvanni. It was a poor town, mainly made it's profit off of its crops and firebrand wine. It wasn't very highly regarded on local maps, so it was a good place to lay low for a while. Especially due to his current...profession. Which was to...well, steal things. He already had an eye on a rather larger than common Manner just on the outskirts of town. It was nearly midnight as he crept silently onto the roof of the Manner. Treading carefully on the roof tiles, he proceeded to the nearest balcony; and as he approached it, the most magnificent voice drew him nearer. A beautiful maiden, wrapped in silk and silver stood on the balcony. Insidious crouched there; captivated by her beauty and mystic voice. She was singing a tragic melody. It was beautiful...until Sin unconsciously shifted a loose tile..The maiden jumped and looked upon the roof to seed Sin, his face hidden beneath his cowl. Leaping from the roof, he landed with ease onto the floor and picked up tile, then briskly threw it off the balcony. He smiled thinly, and bowed. "Forgive me, milady for startling you. I mean you no harm..." he said in a charming voice. She smiled in return, yet made no move toward him. "Then if you mean me no harm...then who are you?" she asked, her ears pricked. They spoke for hours on end, Sin told her crazy tales of his adventures and they both laughed for a while. Until later, they agreed upon meeting with another once more..which turned into a nightly habit..until Cytheious found out and stole Deschen..Sin followed them toward the ends of the Earth..until they met another world entirely.

Insidious stood on the edge of oblivion. In front of him, a message written in blood barred his path: "Enter at your own peril and there will be a cost. To seek what you deserve, you must reach what you have lost." Sin's heart beat rapidly; he was so close...it was almost too good to be true. As he overlooked the abyss on the edge of his perch, his breath thinned dry as he spotted the obstacle in his way. A treacherous torrent of wind and fire arose before him; never ending currents swiveling menacingly. The flames of fire seemingly hissing in correspondence with the vortex. There, in the center of the whirlwind, Deschen pounded on her transparent cage; shouting and howling in anguish while shaking her head rapidly; her voice whisked away in the current; never to be truly heard. "I'm coming, Deschen!" Sin shouted. And even though he knew she couldn't hear him, he found comfort in just seeing her beautiful face in this desolate place. It was all the courage he would need to take the final step into oblivion. Leaping into the void, the flames licked at him hungrily, yet he fought through it. The pain hurt like hell, but it was nothing compared to what happened next. As he touched her prism; it disappeared..and Deschen's lifeless body fell before him; her pelt smoking. It was all a trap. It was his fault. Sin felt no need to continue on with life; and soon met his own end by fire as well. Yet his plan to reunite with his love did not go according to planned...instead of drifting to the land of the remembered, Insidious's soul wondered purgatory; land of the forgotten and ungranted wishes. Where he was now. With his head dropping and eyes dull...a sudden flash blinds him and before him, whom was Labyrinth, god of Souls. "Insidious. Rise and discuss your fate." Sin did as commanded; surprised to see a deity before him. "What do you desire most, Sin?" the deity asked. "I wish to see Deschen.." he whispered. "Is that all?" Labyrinth inquired. He nodded. "Very well...however. In return there is something I must ask of you. The people of the dead aren't happy and wish to see their living siblings..yet I cannot resurrect them...nor can I give them life once more..yet I can do something for them, but it will not work unless I have a champion. Someone to open the portals. Someone to watch over them for a period of 3 days every year. Every year upon that time, you may see Deschen..and many others. However there is a certain price..." he trailed off abruptly as Sin lept to his paws. "It is an honor..I will do whatever it takes to see Deschen again.."
And with that, begins a new story...the story of the Tri-Tale Keymaster.

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Re: Halloween Viscet #1040 - The Guardian Rises

Postby elliott. » Tue Nov 01, 2016 9:28 am

Guess whos going to kill themselves over this :^) lmao

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Re: Halloween Viscet #1040 - The Guardian Rises

Postby finifugal ✨ » Tue Nov 01, 2016 10:49 am

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Postby gp5 » Tue Nov 01, 2016 10:58 am

RES!! gonna try me best
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Re: Halloween Viscet #1040 - The Guardian Rises

Postby Synerie » Tue Nov 01, 2016 12:15 pm

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