The Many Faces of ME!(test no post plz)

[EbenMoon]

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♪♫♪Born a saint,Though with every sin I still wanna be holy♪♫♪
I will live again, Who we are Isn't how we live ♪♫♪
♪♫♪we are more than our bodies♪♫♪
If I fall I will rise back up and relive my glory♪♫♪

[[INDENT]] His skills as a doll maker were unmatched, no one could ever hope to the same precision and passion as he did. Even when his humanity had be stripped way and left behind a barren life form that was neither man nor god, his talent for crafting life remained. However this night there was no crafting of life no joyous celebration of first breaths, just the tedious construction of coffins. Never had he imagine himself doing this all over again and least of making three of them. as he hammered and carved the minutes away, the holes in his being greatly bothered him to the point where tears formed in his eyes and fell as diamonds. It had been so long since he really cried, not faking it to appease the masses, but real actual tears for his lost children. Too much had he lost already, so to be able to cope to with this was asking far too much of him. He was a father burring his children...again. Had he had more time perhaps he could have change the course of their fates, but time was a cruel mistress and no one ever has enough of her.

Putting the last finishing touches of the final resting places of his children he picked up Aislynn and gently kissed her forehead before laying her back to rest. He positioned her hands over her chest and planted a keep sake from her past under her hands before fixing her hair then finally closing the coffin. Quickly he wiped the tears from his eyes before leaving his workshop and raced out of manor to collect the other two. The last thing he needed was for the others to find out there was a wolf among them and as a shepherd it was his job to protect them as much as he could. Though before he even got off his porch a loud crash echoed and his eyes caught spidery cab colliding to the ground and small figure being thrown off. Sighing heavily he pinched the bridge of his nose, he was too late. It was clear that a few have found out and through their panic chaos has erupting. He stood there unmoved and unmotivated to rush to the panic ridden dolls, for what would come from his interference. So with feet planted firmly he watched the scene unfold and with a heavy heart he allowed them to uncover the dear Eve and offered them and most of all Carmine time to morn.

To be able forgo death and keep him at bay was a gift only given to those that make a deal with a devil however he couldn't keep the angel of death from his dear dolls forever and this was the cruel fate he had come face to face with this night. When Nathaniel flew past him he continued to remain unnoticed, and watch. It was strange to listen to what his right hand doll ensure the others that father would take care of it and that he would have an answer, a cure, or even the ability to rewind time. Though as much as Luscious wished it to be true, it was not the case; He didn't have an answer to comfort them, a cure to save them or even the ability to undo what has been done. So what was he do, the thought only pushed him furthered from dealing with them. Luscious intended to just grab the remains and put them to rest quickly and without having to deal with an immediate crowed. But of course things are never that easy it would seem as if some force was out to make it tougher for him.

It was only when he heard Hecate shriek did it snap him back to the trouble at hand. There was no more time to sit back and watch anymore. Making his way towards him he gently placed a hand on Hecate's shoulder and pressed his index finger to his lips," Please Hecate, there is no need to use such tones now" he said softly before looking towards Nathaniel. There was a warn look on his face and perhaps he had even grown wrinkles over this situation but he motioned the doll to come towards him. Once he was close enough he leaned down towards Nathaniel's ear and softly commanded him,"Take Hecate and Carmine to their room's, I can not do anything with their eyes upon me. Also escort Seraphina to my bedroom and be sure to take care" with a light pat on his shoulder he moved away. Placing a hand over his heart and took in a deep breath, there was pain warping his insides with holes as his eyes glanced at each of their faces. So much has happened already that it was much like a whining a toy far too much that its gears eventually snap and is no longer unable to play a tune. At this point he was waiting for the snap.

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indent Terrifying shadows of nightmares plagued Bella's mind, it consumed and suffocated her to the point of torment as it shackled her in chains. There was no relief and if it weren't for the throbbing pain she felt where her heart should have been she would have thought herself dead. The worst of it was she couldn't move, nor speak, she could only look into the abyss of the darkness and she could feel it looking right back at her, and it burned. Could she have looked away she would but the creature of terror forced her eyes open and made her look and see the darkness that violated her. It was like only being able to breathe in and not able to breathe out, how she wish she could scream and force herself to just run but that was only a wishful thought that lingered in her mind like cruel dream that was far out of reach.

Pain wracked her body as if pieces of her were being taking from her, and as if that wasn't enough a cold voice whispered into her ear beckoning her to come with him and teasing her with the promise of peace. Though Bella had no mind to fall to such seduction and fake tokens, she would endure as long as necessary. It wasn't until then she realized something strange but familiar that wrapped her side with warm. The sudden comfort over took her and finally she was able to breathe out and with the last ounce of strength and sheer will she wrapped herself around that warmth that was her source of hope and like a bad dream the terror faded when she closed her eyes only to open them to the sight of Trevilen sleeping face. Her sense of time was blurred and her mind was in shambles that she still shook from terror of it all.

Tear's fell from her eyes as she quietly sobbed into Trevilen's fur, even awake she was scared of where her mind took her. She wanted father desperately to hold her and stroke her hair as he had done before when she was first born into this body, though father was no where near and Trevilen was all she had but oddly enough she was content burying her face into his soft fur and clinging onto him as if her life depended on it. It wasn't long until the tears began to dry and the comfort of stroking her companion's fur brought her a sense of peace though it would not restore the nights rest. So without a second thought spared to it she rose from her bed only to notice her ankle had been treated and bounded with care. It wasn't quite as clean as Nathaniel's work infact it looked a bit novice but there was a certain degree of love put into it and with gentle hands she softly traced her fingertips across her ankle.

A smile formed upon her lips as she looked back at the sleeping cat that was Trevilen. It was strange how close they had grown just in this day alone then they every have in the course of their doll lifetime. How could they have gone so long without ever taking a moment to say hello or even greet each other. Bella couldn't recall a time where he ever took part in her social events or tea parties nor was she able to register a time were she ever saw him expect for when he performed and he normal passed her by as if she were nothing more then a ghost. So what had change between her and him, why all of a sudden did he come to care for her. Never the less this was how it was and if there was one thing she remembered from her life was to never "battle not with a monster, lest ye become a monster" and she was done battling this night. Resting herself next to him once more she sought for his familiar touch but dare not to wake him for such a trivial pursuit so she began to affectionately stroke his fur once more only allowing her mind to wonder to light subjects.

Though that would prove to be a useless ploy as the pain in chest returned and it was a quick reminded of the dark things that breached her mind and contaminated her innocence. The pain grew and grew with each passing second until it was no longer enough to just will it away. She gasp from the pain as her hands grabbed at her chest and her back arched in agony. Something was wrong something was dying inside of her and she couldn't stop it. Silent wailing slip from her lips as tears began to flood her eyes. Why was she in so much pain, why wasn't papa here to save her? Such thoughts swirled in her mind while her body was screaming with pain, though if she only knew the balance of the house was in pure chaos and her close ties to her fathers had put her in a state of absolute pain. Every sorrow Luscious had experienced this night Bella was living threw it ten fold. It reached a point where she was clawing at chest desperate to pull out the poisonous thing that was causing her so much grief.

Then like a candle being snuffed out there was nothing and Bella fell limp, her eyes still wide open as if she was staring into the eyes of horror himself. Shallow breathes should signs that she was still alive though unresponsive as if she was petrified.

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indent Cold was the night and colder was the feeling that twisted inside the dear girl that had found herself in the arms of death. Her eyes were wide open though she could barely see, her mouth was agape but no matter how hard she tried she could not speak and all sound was drowned out by a voice that screamed bloody murder in her head. The voice screamed in absolute agony and though this was not her own she recognized the same sobbing tone to be the man that had cradled her so closely when she had died the first time....Luscious... But why... Why with each wail came a whole new wave of pain that would wash over her like a raging ocean. How hard she fought against the agony that was forced upon her, but yet she was consumed by it and though it would have seemed to have been easier to just give in she wouldn't abandoned this life after she had so foolishly abandoned her last one. She refused to loose her beloved friends, Lyn, Trevilen...Blain, Seraphina, Caremine, Arun...Nathaniel, Hecate, Elizabeth, Joeseph. She repeated these names over and over. Each had touched her life in a way that she felt it was necessary to fight until nothing remained and she intended to do so. Strong was her will but stronger was the one that wished to rip her asunder.

The that shrouded her vision made things increasingly difficult to grasp, but she could feel beyond the torment she endured and their auras that flickered like tiny dancing flames and the soft glow of an amber light captivated her and distracted her enough to feel nothing but what she could only convey as true love. The kind of love that no poet could hope to capture with their pretty and delicate words. Alone in the darkness she came to the realization that it took something so detrimental like laying on her death bed to make her finally realize it was that she was coward, and how ridiculous she really was. Putting on such a guise to make the others love her and when she finally found someone who actually saw her for who she really was she ran away like a scared child and now all she wished was just one more chance to relive the moment she was safe in the arms of her lover. Tears flowed in rivers as she sobbed quietly in her eternal cage when she could no longer feel the warmth of her amber toned love and desperate she would do, become anything to be able to just feel it again. In that moment she heard something other then the screams that haunted her, it was soft in tone but dangerous in feeling but she didn't care, her immortal hands raised up as she begged for released. The weight of her shackles lessen as time ticked by until nothing bound her to her cage. She knew that this was her end as she could see herself fade but she didn't care she was free. However that was not the case when she was denied as her caged only took a new form. Each time she would try to force herself out of the circling serpent she was repealed back.

Though the horrors of the screams were quieted and she could feel again she consumed by anger and hatred for being denied, her ghost was screaming with rage as it shot back and forth in its new container. Bound against her will though little did she realize was that she was changing, morphing and forgetting until Bella was no more then a faded memory. For along moment it was like she didn't exist, there was nothing there was nothing to distinguish what was real and what wasn't that is until she heard his voice. Her eyes forced themselves opened, their once tender honey color was replaced with a menacing and cold yellow orbs that held much resemblance to that of a snake. Though it was only a moment until her pupils return to a more human shape and she began to stir with life. Lifting herself she looked over to Remiel and graced him with a twisted grin before she wrapped her arms around him.

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[EbenMoon]

xxxxx『Ϻy Heartstriɳgs ʗome Uɳdoɳe』,,
xxxxxxxxx『ɪ Ɯill Ɯait Ƒor you, pray Ƒor you』

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Father, a term he hadn't come to fully understood its meaning. Though he knew he wanted to be one, he wanted to be the finest father the world has ever known but perhaps that was just not in his cards. When Seraphina called out to him in such rage asking him why he wasn't there to save her beloved friend there was little he could do or say that would change the out come of this tragic night. So he just stood there quiet and unmoved by the whispering notions that he could save them all and he didn't even bother to turn and face the weeping child. He wasn't their god, their guardian angel he was their maker, a singular man that can give life like any father could. Nine months of crafting and painstaking work to create something so beautiful as a life yet there was only so much he could do to protect it. It wasn't for him to decided if they should live after he had brought them back from the grave, if they truly wished for life then it was up to them solely to survive. To be blamed for their demise, was almost as unbearable for him as it was to learn of their passing though he pressed on as he always has.
Standing there he remained until it was only him and the broken dolls that scattered his yard. How did it come to be that he would turn into the bad guy and the actual culprit remain the center of everyone's fascination and admiration. Luscious actually found this to be extremely irritating, though it had been much too long since he had any real fun, and perhaps it was time for him to stop playing the doting father whom only cared for his porcelain children and perhaps it was time that learned he truly is.... Luscious Sin... Shoving his hand in his pocket he slipped out a little pocket knife with a ornamental wooden handle and slowly flipped it open. Peering into the blade's reflection of man he no longer recognized before he took the blade and pressed it too his pony tail and processed it lop off his fine raven hair, leaving his hair at shoulder length. It was some how freeing as he rolled his head around allowing himself to revel in self defining moment and when he looked to the sky, rain fell from the heavens as if God himself was baptizing this inhuman immortal in tears. Soaking up the cold frigid rain it cleanse his face from cosmetics he used to cover the scar that grazed his left eye.
Breathing in deep the crisp air as a new he opened his eyes and with a violent shove of his hands a black fog rolled off his finger tips and over the damp the field covering the broken remnants of his former children where time was being reversed. Though the soul was long gone and nothing could change that the pieces of the body remained and was fairly easy enough to repair. Time trickled by without a warning as Luscious neared completion and the sun peeked over the horizon causing him some discomfort. How annoying he thought as he picked up Eva and threw the empty doll over his shoulder. Luscious had hoped to have at least a moment of rest before dealing with what was to come next. With a sigh he carried both Eva and Valsha back to the manor. Stepping through the threshold the silence graced his ear's and he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. Quickly he made his way through the still sleeping home to his workshop where he had coffins prepped and ready for the two he carried. Upon entering he quickly put them in their final resting place and nailed their coffin shut before swiftly making his exit. There was so much to do and there was such little time before the house would erupt into chaos. As walked down the hall of doll's his eye caught the silhouette of a small child's toy leaned up against the door of the mad man he only knew to be none other then Joeseph. It was then he realized he had forgotten one.
It had appear the Joeseph had fallen asleep outside his door do to his short stature and being unable to get into his room. Luscious couldn't help but smirk at his own mistakes and finally with a snap of his fingers the small doll became shrouded in his black fog transforming him back into his old self. And without another world he continued to his room only to find Nathaniel sitting on his sofa with little Seraphina cuddled up in his lap. With out hesitation he began to reverse the damage done allowing his black fog to wash over the child doll without a word that he was even there at all. In a time his work was complete and the need for him to be around any of his dolls diminished and he returned to his dark workshop where he locked himself in only to be allowed to silently mourn the lose of his makeshift family members, but before he could even sit down a pain ruptured through out his body with such an intensity that all he could do was fall to the ground with an earth shattering scream.

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[EbenMoon]

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xxxxxx❝ ALL HAIL ME ❞

xxx The sound of the wind whistled as it whipped through her starlight hair as she was perched on the highest branch of a tree she called home. Though it wasn't really her home it was just a sentimental link to her woodland origin. Leaning back she twirled a leaf between her lips as she gazed upwards towards the sky. Her sense of time had seem to stretched longer and longer each day during her stay in this unfamiliar plain. The only real fun she ever seemed to have was when she was teasing Mr. Opium, how she got a kick out if. Stretching her arms out and bending slightly to the right then to the left before letting out a long hard yawn just as she was caught slacking off by her so called fellow troop member. Eben only shrugged him off as she only gifted him a mere glance not really paying any attention to what he was saying before gracefully climbing down and walked off, " Sure thing I'll get right on that......pysch" she said under her breath.

She soon made her way towards Heiho's living quarters, even though she knew he was off this day so it was all the more of a reason to bother him. She knocked lightly and waited only a moment before letting herself in. It smelt of smoke and in turn she twisted her face at the scent,"Would it kill you to open a window" she muttered as she searched for him. When she finally laid her eyes upon him he appeared almost dazed and he was muttering to himself. She raised a brow questioning his mental status for a moment before she made her way to his side waving her hand in front of his face," Earth to Heiho, come in Heiho....are you listening to me!" she said carrying a tone of being somewhat miffed that he hadn't noticed her sooner. Clearly something was demanding his immediate attention and though her face didn't express much she was certainly curious of what could be so important to have him zero out the way he was now.

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Eben Moon Tree Profile

Name: Eben Moon

Age: 50

Heritage: Dragon/Human

Birthplace: Deep in the Alps of the Winter Hinterland

Relationship: None

Height: 5'7"

Weight: 150 LB

Body type: Curvy Toned

Skin Tone: Pale Ivory

Hair Color: White

Eye Color: Blue

Dragon Appearance: - Under Construction-

Human Appearance: - Still Under Construction-

Class: Cleric/ Long Distance Weaponry

Specialty's: Speed/ Healing

Affiliations: None

Likes: Nature, The Cold, Averrancus, Flying

Dislikes: Failing, Disorder, Fighting, The Heat

Personality: Loyal to a point, Stubborn, Brazen

Bio: Born the daughter of the Alabaster Plume Dragon and the cursed maiden of the mountain- she was blessed with gift of healing hands.

[EbenMoon]

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xxxxxx❝ BY THE MOONLIGHT ❞

xxx Great radiant feathered wings soared the ever changing sky as a witness to its glorious rebirth. Though only basking in the harsh rays of the sun for a short while before she was graced with a brilliant display of vitality. Only taking a moment to shield her eyes from the blazing light that soaked up all in its path. Though in the end the Dragon was surprisingly pleased when nature took a turn for the better- vast empty dead lands took up life once more as groves of greenery bloomed across the once lifeless region and even the sky itself had become sweeter as the icy chill embraced her soaring body. How she cherished the ethereal sight of life reforming and had much appreciation for the change of scenery since barren wastelands always seem to dampen her mood. With a lighter sense she flew across the beautiful landscape in search of the one she needed to find- The Ivory Maiden, Kryz. She didn't know much about the woman though only that she was her chance of bettering herself so she could stand on her own without burdening anyone ever again. Healing, a beautiful and most cherished gift among her peace keeping kin whom took roots in the winter coated alps, but it wasn't enough for her. The weight of relying on someone else to save her hide laid heavy on her proud shoulders. When her crystal orbs could finally make out the Cathedral she began to descend from her place in the clouds. Like a shooting star the white dragon glided on the wind diving deeper and deeper into the worlds atmosphere so fast that she was nothing more then a blur of light. Hurling pass the guards, bursting through the doors, and skidding across the marble flooring as the heap of feathers came to a halt short a few feet from the throne the Ivory Maiden sat upon.

A moment pass before the mound of feathers began to shift and slowly melt away into glittering shimmers of light then ultimately disappearing to reveal the girl beneath. Her white hair pooled around her as she knelt in front of Kryz- her head slightly bowed in sign of respect to the Lady of the region. She bared no horns nor tail and appeared much as an average human would while she began to rise from her kneeling position. The Mithril clad girl looked up towards the Maiden and in that moment her serious demeanor took on a lighter nature as a cheesy grin spread across her lips as a nervous chuckle escaped her," Ah...yeah totally nailed the landing there didn't I." she said sounding more nervous then joking as she pattered her self down freeing herself from dust. Straightening up her posture once more with a more of a relaxed expression she spoke again," I am Eben, it is an honor to finally meet you!!" she carried a cheerful tone as she kept a smile on her face. Brushing her hand through her disarray of white tresses she carried the presence of an ancient lifestyle that had been long forgotten by the ever evolving world which added to the oddball's charm,"I had the chance to witness the beautiful power that had returned life to the land, it-was-so-AWEESOME, I hope I could learn stuff like that too!!" she said as she began to swoon over the thought before she took up Kryz's hand into her own. With big hope filled eyes she looked up to the woman," I can't wait to begin learning, thank you so much for helping me Lady Kryz's you won't regret it!!"

[EbenMoon]

Hanako Moon Tree Profile

Name: Hanako Moon

Age: 100

Heritage: Kitsune

Birthplace: unknown

Relationship: None

Height: 5'5"

Weight: 150 LB

Body type: Curvy Toned

Skin Tone: Pale Ivory

Hair Color: cream color with hues of pink

Eye Color: pink

Kitsune Appearance: A set of large pink fox ears pokes through her long tresses of cream and pink hues of hair. Her cotton candy eyes glitter with mischief against her pale complexion and her full slightly puckered lips only gives a slight hint of her devious intentions. A long narrow neck connects to her shoulders where runes glimmer down the lengths of her body right down to her feet.

Human Appearance: - Still Under Construction-

Class:

Specialty's: Shape-shifting

Affiliations: None

Likes: Sweets, Liver, Mischief

Dislikes: Failing, Disorder, Clever mortals

Personality: Tricky, Seductive, Sarcastic, Witty

Bio:

[EbenMoon]

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAn enraged roar shook the foundation of the white dragoness's ivory mountain as she crumbled up a piece of parchment and burned it to ash," I will not bend to whims of such nonsense of an imbecile" she roared as she began to pace. The advisers that surrounded her didn't dare speak except for one whom she consider a trusted friend," Eben you mustn't let pride be your undoing, if we continue this war we will be ultimately wiped out no matter the winner...please take it into consideration". The words spoke volumes of truth that had her frozen in place, so many have been lost and she simple couldn't just let it continued this way. Letting a sigh escaped her pale pink lips she returned to her throne," Your right...As much as it kills me I'll have to attend this...meeting" the words rolled off her tongue like a thorn as she slumped into her chair with sagged shoulders and downcast eyes. She despised that black dragon with every fiber in her being and deep down she couldn't help but believe that these negotiations weren't going to get them anywhere since their difference was literally day and night. Taking in a great inhale and then a slow exhale she finally looked up with her startling deep blue eyes," Then its decided I will leave and attempt to save what is left of us" with those final words she rose from her throne.

There was just something about soaring threw the clouds that calmed Eben even in these dangerous times the way the sun warmed her wings and the rush of air whipped through her star dusted long tresses of hair made her want to stay there forever. However all good things must come to an end at some point so when her feet finally touched Averrancus's territory she had that much more appreciation for the sky. It came as no surprised that she was immediately surrounded by her enemy's but merely held her head up high and raised her hands in peace," I've come to speak with Averrancus, where is he?" she said coldly with an even colder glare. They didn't say much as nodded to each other before they lead the way and to be honest she was rather thankful for that the less contact the better. As she got closer and closer Eben's nerves were tingling beneath her skin with every step she took to this inevitable meeting and in such a vulnerable form she nearly had to fight herself to keep her arms at her sides and not have them wrap around her. When her guides finally stopped it was outside a pair of large black doors and what lie behind those doors was something that she was sure to change many lives including hers so taking a deep breath she steeled herself as she walked through those doors," Averrancus....Lets talk"