So...
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Thread Topic: So...
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Ryuu: *blinks, edging away from Dark a bit*
Malice: *sighs*
I guess this wasn't entirely unproductive..
(If you say so. .3. Don't cry, Darkness. Which one now, then?) -
..Darius where'd you goooo.
(I'll try. Ooh, Cure.) -
Darius: Here I am. :3
*jumps on and cuddles Dark*
Malice: *narrows eyes, moving a bit away from Dark and glaring at Darius*
Ryuu: *just kinda watches*
(Cure:
Cure lived in an impovershed village as a child. His parents were both alcoholics, and though they were not abusive, they neglected him quite a bit. The children in the village he called home were cruel to him, mocking him for his "girly" appearance, for being a demon, for being "weak". They loved to hurt him, that being their own cruel passtime. Cure became very sensitive to insults. It was easy to hurt his feelings, and easy to make him feel useless. He often thought of killing himself, even at a very young age. With no one looking out for him, he became self-conscious and afraid of social interaction. When he finally decided to leave, he came across another person a lot like him in another city, who became a good friend of his, the only person he would ever really talk to.
.w.) -
*falls over*
Yo, dancing buddy.
(..Damn children. ;~;
Ummm. Darius. And then I'll have you stop so you don't hurt your fingers~) -
Darius: *giggles, cuddling Dark*
Hello, dancing buddy~
(Darius:
Darius was the young son of a family of nobles. He had a very happy childhood, though he was lonely, given that he had no siblings, and was tutored at home to avoid the contact with students his parents deemed less intelligent than him. One day, a rather crazed-looking demon wandered onto his parents' property, and Darius, finding an opportunity to have a friend for the first time, asked to have the demon as a guard. The demon was incredibly frightened most of the time, making him a highly amusing guard to have, and Darius loved to play with his fears. This demon became the only friend he had, and he tried very hard to make sure his friend could be happy with him. All and all, he lived with very little strife, and tried to help others as much as he could so they could be happy as well.
Aw. Mkay.) -
Missed you in that...time period.
*giggles*
(...Wait. Noble, Demon. Mikoto!) -
Darius: I missed you too. ^-^ Dancing with you was quite fun. :3
(Mikoto indeed. :3 There are a few of them that are connected like that. So you want me to stop now, yes?) -
Really? I can't dance well, I kind of followed along.
(Hm...I'm wanting to know more. Can you write more? Maybe surprise me with one of them.) -
Darius: Oh no, it was very fun. ^-^
(I can do that, actually. I felt guilty about how long my posts were taking, so I started typing up all the others in word. I have a few done. :3 Here... Broken:
Broken was born in the midst of a war. The environment he lived in was loud and bloody, with dead bodies littering the streets he walked just to buy food for his family. He tried throughout his childhood to block out the war and rage, but it eventually reached his family. A shortage of food given the rationing for war caused weakness and illness. The sickness reached his mother first, then his father, and his two younger sisters. He fell ill as well, but forced himself to live by stealing food and medicine until he was well again, and then working to save any other children left alone by the touch of war. By the time the war was over, when he was around ten, his nerves were shot, and he, too, was taken by researchers seeking to use the scarring to fuel him as a weapon. He, and one other demon, named Cyde, were brought to a dark warehouse and made to live in it. The two of them grew close, the only sort of outside contact they had being the voice of a military officer that fed them instructions and lies. They learned to control shadows together, drawing on the darkness in their minds. They were entranced to believe that there were monsters outside of their warehouse that wanted to hurt them, and once they reached their full potential, they would be allowed to leave, and go and kill those monsters, under the orders of the voice they now knew as nothing short of a god. This person intended to use the two as war weapons, directing them to monsters- the officers enemies. To give them a taste for blood, they were kept alive on tiny amounts of food, and people who were drugged and thrown in as prey for them, who the two demons referred to as guests or friends. They were taught that killing these people was a game that the people willingly played. Broken grew so used to the silence and darkness of the warehouse that is left his mind scratched and blank. One of the people intended to play with the two demons ended up setting them free to save their own life, and the two, nervous still about the monsters that waited to kill them, stayed together, quiet and reserved, and very much ready to fight.
Hehe. x3 Broken and Cyde were named to spell out the name of a band I rather like when said together. BrokeNCYDE.) -
That's good.
*looks down*
(:O Ooh. Interesting.) -
Hn.. Your choice whether or not you want to see the rest of them. I don't want you to make yourself if you don't want to, Darkness. Typing them is no issue for me..
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No, I'm having fun reading them all. I love them so far, and I'd like you to continue~
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Mari: Yay~ Alright then. :3
Hymn:
Hymn has no memory of the time before the church. As far as he is concerned, he was raised in a chapel, by priests and priestesses hoping to save him from the fate assigned to demons at birth, which is damnation. He was raised to be holy, raised a priest, and never once doubted that the church was where he belonged. He became a Holy Hatred Priestess with the aid of the priests who raised him. Using his demonic energies, he was also able to learn to wield ice. When they deemed him ready, the priests who had taught him sent him on a mission to answer a plea for help from a village being ravaged by a rabid demon. Happy to prove himself to his guardians, he set off, completely prepared to kill the demon. However, when he met the demon, he was surprised by the sadness and shame the demon seemed to feel for how he acted. The demon was stronger and faster than most others, and had a violent temper that startled Hymn, but mixed in with all that, Hymn was certain he was good. Wanting to act upon his teachings of mercy and convinced he could save him, Hymn asked the demon to travel with him, teaching him to control himself. This demon became his closest friend, and almost a sort of personal guard which followed him always. -
Mari: *PRIEST
He was a priest, not a priestess. -3- -
I know who that is. Hehe~ I'm having fun reading. Onward.
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