There was nothing there, his entire ice cave had been ransacked! Panicked he pushed over a carved animal in the corner and dug at the cold ground. After a few moments his box of cards came to. On a relieved sigh he leaned against the wall and clung to his box. Who could have done this? Staring over the empty room, he felt empty. Someone had robbed him of himself, all of his things, all of him had been here.
Who did this? Why...
Spinar willed himself from the memory before the end, unable to watch. He still remembered the day his father found his secret place clearly. The anger in him boiled over and he kicked at the water in the lake before turning to head off. As he did he stumbled upon the treasure trove and went in, the sight of the chest before him cooling him down slightly. Kicking the chest open he relished in a new level before picking up his new card.
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My character's username:FlukeFiend My character's level: 10 +1 = 11 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Small IC description of character: A silver haired, male white rabbit with pale blue eyes.
ShadowStalker did anything she could just to get away from the Gryphon. Slowing down within the forest again, she glance around to see where she was. Her eyes falling on the lake that she visit not to long ago. This was the lake with memories, some in which she didn't want to relive. She would have turned away, except the voices coming from it lured her closer. Pushing her black hair from her face, she drops to her knees as she looks at the lake "For one, please be something kind?" she spoke softly before she slips her fingers into the lake.
As the lake shifted, she could hear the voices. At first, she was unsure, but then they became more clear to her. They were of her siblings, trying to find her as they played a little game of 'Hide & Scare'. She was the last one that needed to be found, but they seem to be having a hard time actually finding her.
She always enjoyed playing the game, as it helped her with her training.
"Aww...Kasja....we give!"
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My character's username: ShadowStalker My character's level: 8 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Tugley Woods Small IC description of character: A rather small young lass, she has long straight black hair with a pink underlay to it. Light skinned and light blue eyes. She adore the Caterpillar Armor in maroon, dark gray, red and white. She quiet, and very hard to read.
As the vision shifted, ShadowStalker was at ease with the fact that everything was good so far. Brushing her fingers in the water, she watch ans waited. It only took a couple seconds for the vision to change on her once again.
At first it didn't seem like anything important, until she saw her parents. Then her siblings came into view. The day was over, and they were all settling down to rest. Her father was about to leave for his assignment as always. So he was gonna tell them all a tale before he left.
It didn't seem much like then, but as she watch herself and her siblings giggle over his story, she come to realize how much she missed them. Those simple stories, just the need to have that again, when she was still just a young mare.
Closing her eyes, she tries to forget the vision.
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My character's username: ShadowStalker My character's level: 8 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Tugley Woods Small IC description of character: A rather small young lass, she has long straight black hair with a pink underlay to it. Light skinned and light blue eyes. She adore the Caterpillar Armor in maroon, dark gray, red and white. She quiet, and very hard to read.
The last vision, had to be the worse for ShadowStalker. Part of her training was done within the human world, so she selected Norway as a perfect place to train. She enjoyed the cold weather, and it allowed her to train without worry. Having completed her training she just returned to the isle to find nothing.
Her home was gone, her family was gone.
Everything was gone, and she didn't understand why it happen.
The onyl thing she knew now was she was staying in Halloweentown.
But it didn't stop the despair she felt everyday.
The angry, the tears of having lost siblings, parents, and him.
She never even got to tell him.
Pulling herself from the vision, she was nearly growling at the water as she stood. Reaching for her loot, she didn't even stop to look at the card, or the fact she leveled. She wanted far away from the Lake, and the visions it had for her.
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My character's username: ShadowStalker My character's level: 9 Character's HP: 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Tugley Woods Small IC description of character: A rather small young lass, she has long straight black hair with a pink underlay to it. Light skinned and light blue eyes. She adore the Caterpillar Armor in maroon, dark gray, red and white. She quiet, and very hard to read.
Sometimes when he got in a certain mood, he would obsessively weigh every word that came out of his mouth, every action he performed, comparing it to some standard of behavior that he perceived had gotten him into trouble with her. Duerre. It didn't matter that she had been psycho, that she had thrived on causing chaos and insanity. All that mattered was that she had left him and it had hurt. He didn't want Levi to ever do the same.
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My character's username: PunchyMcShutup My character's level: 12 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current Party: Current Guild: Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: Punchy is a red-haired, green-eyed, perpetually frowning pirate who nearly always looks like he has better things to do than talk to you. (He doesn't.) His Gryphon-issued eye patch is pushed up onto his forehead because 'screw that one-eyed crap,' and he wears the default color scheme for his class, partly because he doesn't know how to change it and partly because it already looks badass. He also has a second set of translucent pink arms growing out of his back, but when he's not fighting they tend to just wave around and give people the finger. Character journal:x
He hadn't ever really hated her. Hate was too strong a word, or at the very least, too inappropriate of one. Its strength was probably just right, actually. He'd found her annoying, brainless... better than him. It had irked, and that's what had kept him bristled and ready to fight in her presence. Being what he was, a feeling like that had been difficult to push away for long.
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Punchy's Stats
My character's username: PunchyMcShutup My character's level: 12 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current Party: Current Guild: Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: Punchy is a red-haired, green-eyed, perpetually frowning pirate who nearly always looks like he has better things to do than talk to you. (He doesn't.) His Gryphon-issued eye patch is pushed up onto his forehead because 'screw that one-eyed crap,' and he wears the default color scheme for his class, partly because he doesn't know how to change it and partly because it already looks badass. He also has a second set of translucent pink arms growing out of his back, but when he's not fighting they tend to just wave around and give people the finger. Character journal:x
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The knowledge that a group of humans existed whose sole desire was to eradicate them kind of ruined a guy's good time. He had come to Amityville to get away from his crazy ex and learn how to scare, not to get caught in the crossfire between crazy horsemen and crazier hunters. He made do, growing and changing so much that he was almost unrecognizable from the demon he'd been, but sometimes he thought about what might have been, the life he had lost in favor of this scramble to survive, and... well... fine. He didn't really give a s**t either way.
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Punchy's Stats
My character's username: PunchyMcShutup My character's level: 12 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Gryphon Current Party: Current Guild: Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: Punchy is a red-haired, green-eyed, perpetually frowning pirate who nearly always looks like he has better things to do than talk to you. (He doesn't.) His Gryphon-issued eye patch is pushed up onto his forehead because 'screw that one-eyed crap,' and he wears the default color scheme for his class, partly because he doesn't know how to change it and partly because it already looks badass. He also has a second set of translucent pink arms growing out of his back, but when he's not fighting they tend to just wave around and give people the finger. Character journal:x
They have never hated before. Or bared any hatred for anyone ever since they could remember.
Rarely do they even see that emotion back home as everyone seems to be relatively happy and smiling. However, maybe it's because everyone had simply been hiding this emotion from them. If that is so, then one day, reality will catch up to them and maybe then they'll face this feeling. But for now, they'd prefer to stay in their happy little world where hatred is but a word and nothing more then that.
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My character's username: DEDfeesh My character's level: 16 Character's HP: 30/30 Current party: --- Current Guild: --- Location: Where applicable, if you are in another zone. Small IC description of character:DEDfeesh, a tiny little dormouse standing at 4'10. They can be seen wearing a fluffy white coat and shota shorts. Character journal:[ Battle Log ]
There were many things their parents would talk to them about. One of them was the concept of endings.
Where is the end to everything? They had once question, and no one could answer them. However, their mother was the only one to add to the answer, that while there is an ending in the unknown future, everything had a beginning. There can only be an end if there is a beginning.
The concept stuck with them, yet while it made sense, what makes up a beginning or an ending?
They never figured it out.
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My character's username: DEDfeesh My character's level: 16 Character's HP: 30/30 Current party: --- Current Guild: --- Location: Where applicable, if you are in another zone. Small IC description of character:DEDfeesh, a tiny little dormouse standing at 4'10. They can be seen wearing a fluffy white coat and shota shorts. Character journal:[ Battle Log ]
They've never lost anything before. So when they first lost their favorite book, Keel was devastated. It was their favorite book, and they had wanted to read it so badly. Yet now, the book was testing them.
Where could it be?
They had no clue. However, it wasn't until their father got home that did they realize he had taken their book to get the spine repaired.
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My character's username: DEDfeesh My character's level: 16 Character's HP: 30/30 Current party: --- Current Guild: --- Location: Where applicable, if you are in another zone. Small IC description of character:DEDfeesh, a tiny little dormouse standing at 4'10. They can be seen wearing a fluffy white coat and shota shorts. Character journal:[ Battle Log ]
Why did it always seem like she was in such despair?
No matter what was done, one girl in his elementary school was always crying out in agony about something or other. First, it was the tests. Oh, the tests were so terribly agonizing, and she was just so bad at them. Then it was the old desks. Oh, they were so uncomfortable. They gave her back pain. They weren't that old, how did she know what back pain was, anyway?!
Besides, she could just go intangible, couldn't she?
It always made him roll his eyes. He didn't want to hear any more of her drama, especially as she started it up again.
... She didn't like the soup?
Her cries were agitating. Why couldn't she grow up and be awesome like he was instead?!
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My character's username: RoyalBlightning My character's level: 9 Character's HP: 30 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Small IC description of character:
Tall, with dark skin and dark hair. His eyes glow faintly, and parts of his skin do in the same color, blue streaks and freckles throughout. He seems fairly athletic. He wears the clothing of the Mad Hatter, but in bright blues and bright purples, looking distinctly mad indeed.
He was on his way out of the home, for the last time in his life. Standing in the room that had been his (and his older brother's, until he himself had moved out), a long sigh escaped his nose, taking the sight over.
It was empty.
His parents had decided that they were going to fix it and rebuild so that his little sisters could share less rooms together, since they were getting older. Dorian, himself, felt that this was almost a final reminder that his parents were either okay with, or just uncaring about their second oldest ******** off and 'finding himself'. Grabbing his backpack, he left the room, closing the door quietly.
He considered saying good bye to his sisters and little brother, but it was too early in the morning, and his flight was soon.
He had no idea how much it would hurt him that he decided against it.
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My character's username: MaybeAllan My character's level: 14 Character's HP: 30 Current party: -- Current Guild: -- Small IC description of character: A peculiar man in a dark and blue Hatter get up. His hair is striped in two different colours, and his sanity is questionable. Character journal:Voila!
Some of the things he was learning about the elementals' close fellows, the ghosts, fascinated him. He knew he was a ghost himself, but he was not the same type as the ghosts. He was natural-born to Halloween, and that was the only way he could exist. A lightning elemental did not form of a dead human, so far as he could tell.
Apparently, though, ghosts formed from dead humans. A lot of them did, actually, after they were reaped by those ... reapers that still caused some of their people to shudder. A reaping could apparently lead to the existence of a new ghost if they had enough FEAR in them. What could give them enough FEAR?
These were things Blightning did not know.
How many of the people around him had been dead as humans, reborn as Halloween citizens?
How did it feel to just show up somewhere after dying?
It was an experience he never had ... and was, just slightly, curious about.
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My character's username: RoyalBlightning My character's level: 9 Character's HP: 30 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Small IC description of character:
Tall, with dark skin and dark hair. His eyes glow faintly, and parts of his skin do in the same color, blue streaks and freckles throughout. He seems fairly athletic. He wears the clothing of the Mad Hatter, but in bright blues and bright purples, looking distinctly mad indeed.
Blightning leaned over, staring forward. There were people beside him, but he did not even care about their presence.
When the sound of the gun shot off, Blightning took off with it, dashing down the track. He would win this! He knew that there were other fast lightning elementals, but he knew he was the fastest. He had been spending the last whole portion of his life training to be fast. Jack, he was always moving, always running when he could, going farther and farther every day without losing speed.
They didn't have a chance of catching up with him, and he knew it. He was leaving the others in the dust, and considering this was not a long race, they did not have a long time to catch up.
Blightning dashed faster and faster, the sparks flying from his feet as he ran.
They nearly exploded as he crossed the gate.
"Congratulations, Yildirim Svarog! First place!"
He had done it!
... Now to go retrieve his trophy...
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My character's username: RoyalBlightning My character's level: 9 + 1 = 10 Character's HP: 30 Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: Small IC description of character:
Tall, with dark skin and dark hair. His eyes glow faintly, and parts of his skin do in the same color, blue streaks and freckles throughout. He seems fairly athletic. He wears the clothing of the Mad Hatter, but in bright blues and bright purples, looking distinctly mad indeed.
My character's username: PunchyMcShutup
