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Name:Necromorph

Race:Human/Demon

Age:unknown

Gender:genderless (due to his black demon blood)

abilities:can rebuild th bones of by his hand killed animals and use them as minions.

Backstory:Necromorph (his demon name) lived in a small village at the place koeln is today (german city).Before thousand of years, his grand grand grandfather got cursed from a witch with a knive, infected with black demon blood.This curse was given to every male family member.Necromorph had to flee from the village because the Villages people found out he is a half-demon.He jumped from the cliff into the sea and woke up on the islands.

 

WARNING!:im german and learning english at the moment, which means can't use proper spelling

The whole time.I hope youre und er standing.

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Name:Necromorph

Race:Human/Demon

Age:unknown

Gender:genderless (due to his black demon blood)

abilities:can rebuild th bones of by his hand killed animals and use them as minions.

Backstory:Necromorph (his demon name) lived in a small village at the place koeln is today (german city).Before thousand of years, his grand grand grandfather got cursed from a witch with a knive, infected with black demon blood.This curse was given to every male family member.Necromorph had to flee from the village because the Villages people found out he is a half-demon.He jumped from the cliff into the sea and woke up on the islands.

 

WARNING!:im german and learning english at the moment, which means can't use proper spelling

The whole time.I hope youre und er standing.

Accepted.

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Name: WalrusMan & Darunia

Age: 14 & 253

Gender: Male

Special Abilities: Darunia can fly and phase through solid objects.

Backstory: (Not really a backstory ) WalrusMan and Darunia are brothers. WalrusMan ages every 60 years. WalrusMan killed his brother, Darunia out of depression. Darunia is now an evil spirit who uses WalrusMan's body as a home/host. Am I in?

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Somnium looks around, but she doesn't see anyone for miles. Normally she would keep looking, but the winter air was fierce, nipping at her cheeks. With no one around, she began to collect measly twigs and grass - she would get a fire ready soon.

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(Daaa-ble post.)

 

Somnium constructed a pile with the few twigs and grass that she could find. Staying warm with her hair (it reached down to her knees!), she struck two pieces of rock for a spark, and the grass was lit.

 

(Edit: Okay, full image.

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I can never get bodies right.)

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(Tsk tsk, we can't have a roleplay die already now, can we?)

 

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This wonderful sense of falling. It reminded her of home. Her haven, the only thing left for her, the only thing that was always there for her.

She could see herself rising. Looking up at the skies forevermore, she took a glance behind her. Her sleeping body lies peacefully, her eyelids twitching fiercely. Her sanctuary is waiting for her.

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(Tsk tsk, we can't have a roleplay die already now, can we?)

 

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This wonderful sense of falling. It reminded her of home. Her haven, the only thing left for her, the only thing that was always there for her.

She could see herself rising. Looking up at the skies forevermore, she took a glance behind her. Her sleeping body lies peacefully, her eyelids twitching fiercely. Her sanctuary is waiting for her.

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(coming up with a character right now, wait some time.)

EDIT:lol wrong rp

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Will huddles as close to the torch as possible. The bitter cold is getting to him, and his heatstone will soon become nothing more than a cold rock. The sun rises just in time, and Will goes out to scavenge for food.

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Somnium wakes from her slumber, her campfire now a pile of ashes flying in the breeze.

 

"Sigh...."

 

The small girl stands up, and begins looking around for more twigs and grass, as well as signs of civilization.

 

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