[Übermensch]

A super rare ghost Calvent c: To win fill in the form.
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[falling city]

Name :

He is known by many names as he has forgotten his own as long with his past. He only remembers what is now and what will be for the entrance of the ghost world stripped him of his living ties to the earth and the ones he loved. His names are The Traveler, Wailing Spirit, The Walker. Different regions praise him with different names for he has visited many since his sudden death. Although his real name is a mystery to him, only a few know it from the story being passed down from generations as a warning to the young. His name was Malak which was known to be as an "angel or messenger" in the Hebrew language.
Gender :

He is and was a male.
How he died :

His death is known by few, but rumored by many. He died at a tender age of 3 years yet he is now the age of 97, meaning he died 94 years ago...


His paws shifted on the thick, sloshy mud below his amber paws with his hackles raised in aggression at the opposing male. You see, he was regarded as a high ranking male in his small squad of misfits. The larger male that stood before him followed Malak's graceful steps with a timid look hidden in the male's eyes. The large male was no other then Malak's brother, who's name is unknown to Malak for his brother ran off with his mother after she was banished from the group. The wind blew hard on the two males as the other Calvent's circle around the fight, knowing what was going on by the tension scented in the air. Malak could barely blink as his brother launches himself at his younger brother's smaller frame with his strong jaws locking hold of the extra skin at the base of Malak's neck. A snarl erupts from Malak as he spins, reaching for the male latched onto him. His thoughts wonder to the tree nearby and he runs forwards into a burst of speed, having to drag the male behind him in a tremendous effort. The crowd parts at the rush from Malak and the male reluctantly lets go, aware of his younger brother's idea. He snorts at the stupidity as he raises his head in defiance, but that wasn't a smart move for the male. Malak had eyed his throat and launched his massive body at him with his jaw open and he snags his teeth into the male's tender throat, striking the vein that held the essential source of life. The startled yelp of his brother announced the last breath as his body slowly becomes limp from Malak's grip on his neck. As the body falls Malak releases his powerful grip, allowing his brother the dignity of death at the hands of no other but the ground he was born, and the ground he will be buried.
"I am Leader, and this is the fate of all who challenge!" Malak barks to the group and they yelp and howl in union as an eerie response. But something changed that day that he could have never predicted. His brother lived, but not by earthly boundaries.

***

Months have passed since the death of his brother and all seemed well. The small group grew with more power in the dense forest where the sun barely shined. All except Malak, of course. Malak was growing nervous and paranoid from all the strange things happening in his presence. First he heard paws on the outside of his den, then the den comes crashing down and he almost gets buried alive. Yet when he went to look for the source of the intruder, he found no one, not even a set of pawprints running through the drying mud. A few days after the collapse he was nearly poisoned from the ellusive Nightshade berry, yet they do not grow in these parts of the forest.

***

His paranoia was at an all time high and he rarely conversed with his fellow Calvents, afraid they may learn of the dark feeling surrounding him. It was all too soon as he sat on a small hill that escaped th e folaige of the forest. Gusts of wind came in short spurts as he fur stood on end as he was aware of something.. different. He looks to the foot of the hill, finding no one who could have set off his alarm in his head. He then glances over his shoulder, assuming the creature must be coming from behind. Something moved in the low bushes at the foot of the oaks overhead and his eyes lock to the spot. His breather became harsh like a fight had just ended as the movement dimmed to nothing. He flicks his tail around the lower half of his strong legs, ready to leap at any chance given by the mystery creature. Yet he could not, for the creature walked forwards, revealing her as a pup to a local group of Calvents. He jaw firmed at the thought of being so scared of someone so young. He could have made a fool out of himself if he charged the innocent pup.
"What are you doing here, pup?" He asks in a stern voice as the pup gives him a blank stare. Something was off about the young she-pup, but that didn't cross Malak's attention. Malak sighs and attempts to stand, yet his legs wouldn't cooperate. He looks once more to the pup as its eyes grow into a chilling black void and its features become sharp with fangs pertruding along the line of her mouth. His bewilderment grew into sudden fear at realization. It wasn't a pup in any way, and had a knack for blood of the killer. Which, in this case, was Malak. His body couldn't move away from the demon's empty stare and he raises his chin up in defiance, not wanting to die a coward. A sneer crosses the demon's face, the one of his brother, and a lump gets caught in his throat. He stares back into the empty eye sockets and watches the creature leap and end his life on this earth in his living body.

[Kiesen]

Name : Amnesia
Gender : MALE
How he died : WIP

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[Mozzie]

Flashlight + Ghost Calvent= So. Epic.

Name :
"Back in the day, my name was Sir Walter Benjamin. Now, since I'm just a ghost, call me Benjamin."

Gender : MALE

How he died :
"Most do not believe my tale, for I was the only one that was present at my death. I will tell you the story from beginning to end, maybe I can convince you that it's true.
It all happened fifty-four years ago...
I was a duke, and also a close friend of the king himself. The kingdom was very small, only because fifty percent of the territory was made up of the Forbidden Forest. The Forbidden Forest was quite like a mouse trap; it always seemed to have something you want, but as soon as you enter strange things happen that causes death. One day I was summoned by the king, and he told me of how he was getting very ill and if he died he wanted me to take rein for him. The king would have chosen one of his sons instead, but all of his children were taken captive by Queen Hammond at that time. The story of why his children were kidnapped would throw me off subject, so I'll just carry on with the story. Me, being the close friend of the king, had to accept. I didn't want the king to die, so I took off at midnight to the forbidden forest. I knew that in the Forbidden Forest awaits anything you desire, so I was aware some type of cure was there. When I entered the line of brambles which was the border for the forest, weird things instantly happened. The moment I stepped foot on the wet, soggy moss; the brambles shut up, engulfing me in the forest. I had no time to think of it, my only desire was to get the cure and get out. Bouncing over rocks through the dark light, I finally came upon two trees. One tree had plump red fruit and the other had a small, hard-looking blue bulb. Having no thought, I jumped up and grabbed a fleshy red fruit in my powerful jaws. I started scampering away when I heard a noise quite like a roar but less fierce. Turning, I saw that nothing was there. The line of brambles that lead to the exit came to my sight, and i sprinted as fast as I could to the exit, but I wasn't fast enough. Something grabbed hold of my tail, it felt like claws but less sharp. Turning my head slowly, I came eye-to-eye with the most terrifying beast I've ever seen. It was made up of some brown, rough, knotty substance, twined together to make a huge figure much like a bear. For a second I was puzzled before my eyes met it's. The creature had no eyes, instead it had to red fruits in the form of eyes. It was the tree! The strange creature lunged at me and that was the end of my living form."

[falling city]

I'm sorry if I have bothered you, but when do you suppose this will be ending? I want to make sure I have plenty of time for my form.

[Rhys~]

Dropping Out

[Übermensch]

Ends monday !

[Mozzie]

Bump :)

[falling city]

Bump. c:

[falling city]

I'm sorry to be bothering you, but when will this be ending?