Posts by Strikee

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    [justify] He was crazy walking onto the roof. He was usally locked up in his room, sleeping or spending his time listening to music or reading a book. Or eating. He hated being social, as he was during the time he joined. Seemed quite lonely there at the time, Leona was busy around that time. Now, the mansion was a lot louder, which always means more people. He guessed a couple NPCs were getting into the wine, getting drunk. Probably. He watched quietly on the roof, spotting something moving toward the border, making him lean in. The lion lost grip, swinging his head forward as his whiskers went flying up. He fell from the roof, and was now dropping in the air. The impact hit him. His back leg stung, feeling twisted in a way that he couldn't find a way to move it without getting hurt. Then he saw what was in front of his eyes. A baby bat, was latching onto the grass with its wings. It seemed alone, so he gently pushed it towards him, licking it to get it warm. He was suddenly thinking of names. He wasn't going to keep it! Or would he? Maybe he will. Brown, Chocolate? No. A name hit him. Gwyenn. Perfect, now all he has to do is worry about his leg. And the bushes thorns he was in.[/justify]

    [justify]Going to be back, in a child body tho//


    He realized how difficult the world can be. Getting Sick, Leaving the world. He was in his room, wrapped in a blanket, looking out the window. Books lay spattered around him, and of course stuffed animals his sister gave him. He looked back, struggling to stare at his half-empty bookshelf. When he froze. His head was waving in panic. What? There wasn't anything nearby that could hurt him. When his moved his blanket to feel his head, he stopped. An umbrella was digging into his scalp. He reached for it, but instead darkness swept over his eyes. He was still alive, he was sure. But then he could feel glass breaking. He fell backwards into his window, breaking it into little pieces. Some of them joined the umbrella, while other dug into his neck. He was now in the darkness, forever. He won't ever be thinking again.[/justify]

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    Just basically open to anything but note that he's young c;




    Mansion of Aquadica (I think that's how you spell it xD)[/fancypost]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; background: url(https://41.media.tumblr.com/tu…k1343geU1qcdjnlo1_500.jpg); background-size: 100% 100%; repeat: no repeat; height: 350px; width: 200px;][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; height: 350px; width: 200px; border-left: 10px solid white; margin-left: -10px; color:white; font-size: 8px; overflow:auto; text-align: justify;]The grave of Demon seemed empty, as if someone had stole the very soul that was lurking around. If someone wanted to check, his body was still there, cold and asleep. The glass shards were pulled out, and the wounds were stitched. The kitten woke up near the grave. His white, pure fur nearly as if he was Demon. Although, dark orange tabby patches outline some of his body. The kittens eyes were a low red, vibrant as if was pink, too. The kitten would remind someone of Demon, if they noticed how they looked a sliver alike. Demons smell also was printed on him. The smell of dandelions, like Demonic always did. The kitten was already searching, up on his feet. Once in a while, he found a big patch of herbs in the forest nearby the old mansion. He got as much as he could, set them all in a basket, and waddled near the mansion. "Hi.. My n-name is Justin.. I'm h-here to join." he forced a smile, his body shaking as he stood. This seemed deserted. Was anyone going to notice him, near the old borders?[/fancypost]


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