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.The Bootless Box. wrote:... BEAUTIFUL
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Hi I'm .The Bootless Box., I own nine-----
rpws, and I love them all so much. This is my
form for a soul seer (see-er) named Helskór.
He (him/male gender) can literally see into
you and your soul.{ art} { story } { soul seeing } { <- extras }----▃▃--▃▃--▃▃--▃▃--▃▃--▃▃
-• Harsh / definition----KEEP me
-• Candid / definition----- LOCKED up in
-• Haunted / definition---- your BROKEN
-• Menacing / definition--MIND,
-• Intense / definition--I keepSEARCHING
-• Stubborn / definition-NEVER been ABLE
When you look at someone, you see, hear, and understand what they show you, like their emotion, or what they want you to see. Many times we say or react the way we think one ought to, or what another wants to see or hear. Helskór sees past that, he can see your true meanings, and even your soul. instead of seeing another with fur and all he sees your soul and your essence of life.
When you speak he can see the true meaning behind your words and can see you with your soul, your more primitive form, per say, or if he wishesTO FINDto ignore it he can see you as the rest of the world can. If he wishes he can look deep into your soul and see the things you hide, your regrets, your secrets. Although he can, he cannot see future things or present things like thoughts or memories or anything abstract, so he cannot see plots or plans or actual secret words, but the emotion. If you fear something and hide it, he can see that.behind your
EYES
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helskór's - personality
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Helskor has many problems, but has changed
greatly, once he was cruel, took advantage of
of the weaker souls he could see. At some
time during his long life so far, he has been
rather soft and wants to ask forgiveness for
those he wronged. But he is still overtly
honest and can be harsh with his words. He
can very well mean it, but occasionally he is
rather harsh without meaning to. Hel is also
serious and intense, he will make his
point and he won't back down. But he suffers
from his past, it haunts him, he has PTSD.
╰xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx╯✘ how it began ✘ "I must go back to when I was a more greedy creature."
I could see all the souls around me and it was thrilling, witnessing their weaknesses and fear. I don't recall picking her for any other reason that she was young and curious and obviously lost. I asked what a fair maiden as her was doing roaming around these parts and eventually she tagged along into an alleyway with me. I let my eyes glow and used my seeing to scare her, and robbed her of her money and valuables and then as she began to be upset she screeched at me and it was so painful I reached towards the pastel blue wolf maiden and sliced her arm open, and from there it began to hail and she ran away. I enjoyed it and called out to her tauntingly, it was awful of me. I did not know the siren girl would continue to show up in my time.
✘ round and round ✘ "I can't say i don't love a fight"
A laugh roared from me as I realized who stood before me, now mute and ragged, a realized siren. The other creature snarled their lip up as though they could produce sound and I let out my most hideous laugh, "Ahahahahaha cat got your tongue dear poppet?" and then the siren let her powers go a horrible song, that looked painful produced from it, her eyes turning similar to mine. The song worked however and no matter how I tried to fight it, I was sung into the ocean, and her foolishly thinking I drowned left me, to which I awoke from the minx's trance and took after her throat, and with claws and fangs we fought, until she could stand no more, she was no large male, or anything but a cold and shielded soul, bony and weak, I was strong, stronger than ever!
I left her on the ground, bleeding and gasping, yet still glaring, how ever as I let go of the mental hold i keep to see as the rest of the world, I could see in her soul she was happy to feel something, even anger or pain. I wanted to squash that feeling.
Again she tried, still wounded and I snarled, and knocked her flat. "Give up, you are useless." I got a feeling of power from destroying other's power. At least now I find it sickening, it's never too late right?
✘ we meet again ✘ "after a while I began to feel bad for trying to kill her over and over."
I never actively searched for her to apologize, I actually assumed this Anastasia dead. I became a nomad learning from the souls I see, and at one point becoming an apprentice to a grim reaper, they are stranger creatures than ogres were. I guess when dealing with the dead and souls you must be odd to survive. This last adventure took me to this Siren's realm. She stayed in a cabin and seemed to have gotten even skinnier, I could see her soul blatantly through the trees as I entered the village nearby. I even recognized it, sheared hopes, drowned dreams, it was all there, even duller. I hiked past her cabin for some crazy herb my employer sent me for and man it was bloody cold. I figured I might should apologize when I noticed her come out and think I was some lost villager, and was persuasive as she looked in need of help, which did not sound like the bitter soul i saw before so I shifted my sight, you could tell nothing it was so broken. I just went up and tried to tell her I was sorry for the torment I once put her through, and she tried to pickpocket me! the greedy creature! She clawed at me and I roared and she realized who I was, becoming enraged, we fought all the way down the mountain, and onto a ledge, circling each other. "You've become a heartless soul I see!" I threw at the siren, who still mute just stepped closer a bit. "Ah too scared to try and kill me!? Should've known, no heart no guts!" Then she attacked and I simply pinned her. "you have become nothing but anger, what became of the siren with a little soul?" I stated to her, she didn't even react, besides trying to bite my face. "I came to apologize but I see I have not been your problem this time, you don't care, a shame, could've been a good match." I finished more to myself than to the silence I knew i'd receive or the teeth i would, as I then shoved her away and left.
✘ if we meet again ✘ "I only want to challenge you"
I can't do anything for a broken spirit I've never fixed anything. but I can't help another haunted soul. I don't sleep without mine making my ghosts real. So I hope Ana could find her soul again. I do for everyone who's got a troubled conscience. I only want to challenge you, make you feel again, if you meet me Anastasia.
I don't know how to leave this off.Journal entries ripped out of their original book, an old candle sitting beside them, and his name tiredly wrote on all 4.
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this story contained my rpw Ana in it and is not the only rpw in his stories, or the only story i'd plan of them. the art of the creepy wolf under his cropped headshot is done by a team on off-white.com i added it in to give you a small idea of what he might see. drawn art by me. his theme song is the song above, thank you for reading <33
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