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    Gisen Ceostra
    Gisen Ceostra
     
     

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    Lineage : Protector of Gaia
    Position : None
    Posts : 773
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 602,238

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Affinity of the Body
    Second Magic: Sticks & Stones
    Third Magic: Ex-quip: Bunny Brigade

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    Post by Gisen Ceostra on 10th October 2018, 6:05 pm





    Well, the way they make shows is, they make one show. That show's called a pilot. Then they show that show to the people who make shows, and on the strength of that one show they decide if they're going to make more shows. Some pilots get picked and become television programs. Some don't, become nothing. She starred in one of the ones that became nothing. The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy My brothers. And you will know My name is the Lord when I lay My vengeance upon thee. Well, the way they make shows is, they make one show. That show's called a pilot.

    Then they show that show to the people who make shows, and on the strength of that one show they decide if they're going to make more shows. Some pilots get picked and become television programs. Some don't, become nothing. She starred in one of the ones that became nothing.

    The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy My brothers. And you will know My name is the Lord when I lay My vengeance upon thee.

    Then they show that show to the people who make shows, and on the strength of that one show they decide if they're going to make more shows. Some pilots get picked and become television programs. Some don't, become nothing. She starred in one of the ones that became nothing.

    The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the iniquities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who would attempt to poison and destroy My brothers. And you will know My name is the Lord when I lay My vengeance upon thee.




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    Sanguine
    Sanguine

    1 Year Anniversary- Player 
    Lineage : Hybrid Birthright
    Position : None
    Posts : 502
    Guild : Guildless
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 16,137

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Blood God Slayer (Lacrima)
    Second Magic: Dragonborn Magic
    Third Magic: Hair Manipulation Magic

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    Post by Sanguine on 1st December 2019, 7:19 pm

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    Everything catches up eventually
    The night prior...

    A soft, but raspy voice coo'd through the very buildings around her. From the whispering voices and loud screams, it sounded as if the buildings themselves were calling out for a merciful end to them. It was enough to drive a person insane if they had already been on the path towards that as it had already been, but in this case it just felt like mental torture. No matter where she stepped in this city, more and more of this mental state begun to sink and drown in the sea of voices, of pictures and film playing in her mind, some repeating themselves while others had been new ones that only depicted a more violent and disturbing destruction. These images, things a normal person should never have the misfortune of viewing had started to engrave itself into her memories like they were her own. In some aspects, they were her own memories, however in others... They were not. They were that of a being told throughout legends, told to be a rumor, some claiming it to be one thing when others would call it the something different. It seemed as though everyone had been overly judgmental towards the mythical creature; the origin slayer. They hadn't gotten a chance or any time to be able to actually talk with this creature, a person even AS a person. What they saw, what they heard, what they witnessed and possibly even had simply claimed false news for had not been the same thing the child met face-to-face not too long ago. However, every lick of imaging, video, and voice crying in her head threw her into an insomnia filled spiral. Whatever had taken place her had started to feel as though the pain suffered through that of the dragon was also being felt through her. Her clothing started to tare and shred as her mind enveloped in this state grew further into a spiral so much that her body began to change. Her arms and legs shredded it's skin, forming dragon like claws and talons. Wings erupted through her attire and expanded their best, resting just after. Horns sprouted from her skull and sat atop her head, protruding from her hairline as if they had always been there. And there at last, wandering the midnight streets aimlessly and mindlessly; Madison Richter, the hybrid child.

    The next morning

    The sun had begun to rise, the birds finally exiting their nice long slumber and joyous enough to bring a tune of morning cheer to those that could hear. A grand form of a mornings good beginning, at least that been the case for some. As some of the working folk began to walk around for their usual commute to work as well as those of whom had begun to return home from their overnight work as well. Kiosk salesman selling coffee in little carts, pretzels, and other assorted foods and beverages began to pass around as well, but all of them acted or even had pretended as if what was near them hadn't existed. A red headed girl, a teenager of the age of 13 whom could appear to even be slightly younger than that. Long red hair tied into twintails hung down like two waterfalls, pooling on the seat next to her. One had been vastly looser than the other, while tired eyes began to slip off into sleep before popping back into one of wide awake, only to last just seconds before it would just cycle again and again. Ever time her eyes would shut, her mind would flash images back, causing her to jump scare herself awake and trying to keep herself from having to endure more images. A mint green sundress cloaked most of her body, tattered in the back and along the backside of the bottom, obvious claw marks ripping through the fabric in several places. Lucky for her, this had been lucky enough that she wouldn't have to worry about the dress slipping, as both thin straps that hung over her shoulders had kept it up nicely. The both physically and mentally exhausted child simply sat where she had been, avoiding wanting to approach her and attempt to help.

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