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Username: tenlittlesoldierboys

Name: Pestilence (also often referred to as "Il medico" / introduces himself as "Augustin")

Gender: male

Gender for Breeding Purposes: male

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[battymidas]

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[Mint Chip]

marking to watch;
I swear your designs are always so gorgeous!

[dragonstars]

Username: Dragonstars
Name: Navid
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Darkness:
The darkest hour before the light
A hidden tressure plain in sight
For a moment standing still
They say we're crazy they say we're ill
What they don't understand
they fear inside
What they don't understand
they try to hide
You can't hide from us you can't,
you can't, you can't hide from us

The darkest hour before the light
A hidden tressure plain in sight
For a moment standing still
They say we're crazy they say we're ill
What they don't understand
they fear inside
What they don't understand
they try to hide
You can't hide from us you can't,
you can't, you can't hide from us
"thats always repeats in my head,Im a which doctor,im a monster,Im a demon,And you cant hide from us.We will forever haunt your nightmares"

(lyrics from you cant hide from us song_

[tenlittlesoldierboys]

Username: tenlittlesoldierboys

Name: Pestilence (also often referred to as "Il medico" / introduces himself as "Augustin")

Gender: male

Gender for Breeding Purposes: male

Darkness: "Il medico, il medico!", the people cry. "Il salvatore dei morti."
If only they knew, oh, if only they knew.

They call me il medico, obviously. Il medico della peste - the plague doctor. Some of them, pardon me chuckling, even call me il salvatore dei morti - the saviour of the dead. Considering who I am, this is clearly worth a chuckle, wouldn't you agree? Ah, so you have no idea who I am? Mi dispiace! Pardon! I forget, that people like you are oblivious to this. Oh, don't fret, don't fret. It's not just you, it's your race. Which is, why I walk amongst you in the first place. You are unaware of noticing the obvious, mio caro. Well then, I shall start from the beginning, shall I?

It is true, that while walking amongst you, il mortali, I call myself by the name of Augustin. Sono un dottore - I am a doctor and I am here to help, I claim; wherever I go. And you believe me. - Why am I chuckling again? Oh, mio caro, it should be obvious by now. I am fooling with you - all of you. I am not, who you think I am. And this is, where it starts, la verità - the truth. Trust me, you actually don't want to hear it. But it is too late now, I shall tell you anyway.
I am not, and shall never be, il medico. I am not, and shall never be, il salvatore. Who am I then, you ask? Well, mio figlio, you are about to find out. Why do I smile? Oh, oh! That's part of the game...

Can you feel it, mio caro? Your skin is tickling, itching, twitching. What does it feel like? Like thousands and thousands of bugs, crawling across your skin? Crawing under your skin? They're in your flesh, they're inside of you. Those bugs, those invisible bugs, they are just the harbringers, mio figlio. The worst part has not began yet. Why this is happening? Oh haven't you guessed yet? What am I doing? OH! Haven't you guessed yet? Che peccato! You are clearly even more oblivious than I thought you are. Perhaps I should play your game, hide my secret, keep my secret. But, oh no no, it's more fun this way. Trust me. You get your truth - and I get my reward.
Can you feel your blood boiling, mio caro? Oh, mio caro, why are you suddenly turning so pale? You sweat, I see, oh mio caro, you are nearly fainting! I can hear your heart racing, it's beating so fast - incredibile! Here, feel my cold touch on your hot head. Feel me caressing your cheek. Getting better, isn't it? Oh, no no, don't say a word. Hush, hush. Or you will regret it, sooner or later. Trust me.
Now, mio figlio, I see, you are begging for the truth. Oh, just water it is, you want? Very well then - oh, pardon my chuckling - here you go. Drink up, drink up, but slow! Lentamente! Lentamente! We don't want you to choke, now want we? We don't want something happen to you just yet. Not just yet... What was I saying? Oh, don't mind me, mio caro, I am talking nonsenso, il nonsenso. Don't you worry - you will be fine. Just fine...

Why am I laughing? Oh, pardon, was I? I did not notice, really did not. No worries, mio caro, I was only thinking about a joke I heard once. You want to hear it, you say? Maybe it will make the pain go away? Oh, mio caro, mio figlio, if you only knew! I came to like you, mio caro, that is why I will not tell you that joke of mine. You would not like it, trust me. Oh, but if you insist, I will. La vita, mio caro, life is the joke. Just, look at yourself, will you? Just for a moment. Do you understand? Life is a joke, as short as the blink of an eye. Can you feel the life draining from your body, mio figlio? Yes, you can. Of course you can.
Now, mio caro, take rest. Lie down and close your eyes. Let me caress your cheek while you fall asleep. Sonno, mio figlio, dormi bene. Sonno per sempre. - Oh look, how fast you fell asleep! I let you know, that I am smiling down at you, mio caro. My dear, you look so weak, so weak. Let me help you, care for you. Can you hear my deep breaths, mio caro, while yours are slowing down. Your heartbeat is becoming slower, too. Are you finally feeling well again, mio caro? Oh, hush, no need to say anything. Seal your lips, mio figlio, be quiet. Let me...-

Ah, see how I look down at your still body. Motionless. Lifeless. Morto. Dead. See how I easily push you aside, while I rise, a smile on my face and putting back on the mask I like to wear. It really does make me look like un dottore, don't you think? Nobody can see my eyes behind the dark glasses - eyes glowing, hungry. You see, mio caro, this is who I am. It is obvious, but you are oblivious. I am not the saviour, I am the harbringer. Non sono un dottore. I am no doctor. Lo sono la morte. I am death. Well, not precisely death himself, I fear he would not like me taking his name. But I am his right hand, so to say. I am sickness and horror. I am Pestilence. I do not cure your suffering, I am who brings it upon you. I feast on your dying bodies until the rest is for death to take.

[Sullivan Maurus]

Amxen no.XV | Nostradamus | Male | Male

The day was dark, the sun covered by thick clouds of ash and smoke bellowing from the town just down the road. The Viscet wore the garb of a merchant, a walking stick in his right paw. As he walked, the cane tapped against the cobblestone.
One, two, three, four.
His eyes set on the town just ahead of him.

[zolh]

This. I like this.

[S-S-Sweets]

Major res if I find time asdfhjk

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