Username: Skylar Jones
Pets Name: Sirius
Gender: Male
Personality: Antisocial is one of the his factors being that he HATES everybody and everything. Very
cold towards everybody, and scares most out of his way with his constantly dripping blood and his exposed wounds. Adding to his
killer glare and silver knifes for teeth. When ever something comes near his den in the Nacht Forest, he runs at it and swings his new kill around as violently as possible and beats it on the ground. Swinging and beating the life out of it.
Stories? Art? (Optional, but may increase your chances):
Once, there was a Daemonia. Now this creature was a nice fellow who never did anything wrong intentionally.
His name was Sirius, he was loved by everybody! And he loved them back. He tried to help his friends wherever; whenever.
Until a fatal accident that turned his life south. He had gotten attacked by the creature that prey Daemonia; humans.
They had sent out a small pack of dogs that contained 3 Rottweilers. One of the three being faster than the others, ran ahead and tackled Sirius. Slashing his left eye out, ripping the skin off of it then latching onto the right side of his chest near his rib.
When Sirius tried to get away, the dog took the skin and flesh with it. The Rottweiler ran towards its owner hearing the whistle emitting from his whistle. During the time that Sirius had, he limped away with the strength he had left. He had gotten at least half of a mile away before he collapsed. Shortly after he fell to his wounds, some mysterious force revived him as a living nightmare.
Now he is living in the Nacht Forest away from all of his friends, hating every bit of his life including everyone and everything in it.
Killing every living thing in his line of sight. Wishing he had never been revived to endure the pain and suffering of
his loses.
Pets Name: Sirius
Gender: Male
Personality: Antisocial is one of the his factors being that he HATES everybody and everything. Very
cold towards everybody, and scares most out of his way with his constantly dripping blood and his exposed wounds. Adding to his
killer glare and silver knifes for teeth. When ever something comes near his den in the Nacht Forest, he runs at it and swings his new kill around as violently as possible and beats it on the ground. Swinging and beating the life out of it.
Stories? Art? (Optional, but may increase your chances):
Once, there was a Daemonia. Now this creature was a nice fellow who never did anything wrong intentionally.
His name was Sirius, he was loved by everybody! And he loved them back. He tried to help his friends wherever; whenever.
Until a fatal accident that turned his life south. He had gotten attacked by the creature that prey Daemonia; humans.
They had sent out a small pack of dogs that contained 3 Rottweilers. One of the three being faster than the others, ran ahead and tackled Sirius. Slashing his left eye out, ripping the skin off of it then latching onto the right side of his chest near his rib.
When Sirius tried to get away, the dog took the skin and flesh with it. The Rottweiler ran towards its owner hearing the whistle emitting from his whistle. During the time that Sirius had, he limped away with the strength he had left. He had gotten at least half of a mile away before he collapsed. Shortly after he fell to his wounds, some mysterious force revived him as a living nightmare.
Now he is living in the Nacht Forest away from all of his friends, hating every bit of his life including everyone and everything in it.
Killing every living thing in his line of sight. Wishing he had never been revived to endure the pain and suffering of
his loses.
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