Species: Unicorn
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Gender: Mare
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Age: five (ages orangemoon)
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Height: 14.2 hh
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Appearance Age and Build: Five year old, American Saddlebred Unicorn who stands at 14.2 hh
Color: Seal Bay with red points, white patch around left eye, unusual snip, front right irregular sock, and red swirling markings around eyes
Eyes: yellow - like a cat's
Other:Her hooves and horn are made of a hardened glass that is the strength of bone.
Reference image is here:
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Personality Do you even really want to get to know me, my dolls? I suppose since you have the courage to even be looking at this page you deserve some warning of what you might be getting yourself into. Only fair. But am I fair? No. I am far from fair. My glass horn is sharpened to kill. I've been trained for it. And, even though everyone seems to have this belief that I feel - I lack empathy. I'm very keen on judging you baboons who run around thinking you understand how to fight. I have a voice guiding me. Ensuring I don't step out of line. Hah. But I can be very alluring. Most don't see me as a killer. No. Most see me as a dainty little mare who couldn't harm a fly. That is, unless they catch me with blood dripping from the horn or staining my hooves. Don't get me wrong, though, for I do have the capacity to feel. It is just highly frowned upon so when I start to slip into such a state I immediately force myself out of it. The last time I actually felt... No. I won't get into that. If you so dare as to read farther down and divulge into my history than you might be able to understand why I am who I am. The main thing is to remember that I am highly sarcastic and I offer no real emotions. I suppose if you want to know me, though, that you should get to know the voices that lurk in my cranium dictating my every move...
♐ Innerste My heart. She is the one voice that ever allowed me to feel. Actually, she's the only voice that pushes for me to feel. My Mother. I loved her. She was the one beacon of hope. I never liked my father. She left me with him. Left me with him and her voice. Her voice that tells me I should feel. That I should listen to my heart. But it's so hard when I get scolded for feeling...
♐ Schwere Severity and Heaviness. My father. The one who taught me how to fight. He taught me how to bottle up the emotions my mother wanted me to feel. He taught me that they were useless, that they only resulted in pain. And he made sure I learned this. For every time I attempted to cry I was punished. He is the voice I hear when I need to protect myself, or when I'm starting to feel. He is the most disapproving voice, for apparently I'm always doing something wrong. He is the source of the few insecurities I have. The source of the pain that still floods my veins when I start to feel.
♐ Liebling My darling. A voice I rarely hear in my head. In fact, I know she's there when there is silence. She was a mare around my age. One which I'd tried to take in under my wing. Tried to protect her. I didn't really feel for her. But she was there when my emotions broke the surface before being shoved back under in harsh tides. I didn't fight hard enough for her life. I didn't pay attention to the other stag. He had a death wish. He was killed not long after he murdered the poor equine. She never had a chance. Poor. Yes. I called her poor. And I do mean that in a caring way. And no. You will not hear me speak like that again. Emotions are bad. They cause pain. If I had let emotions surface for the mare then I wouldn't be able to live with myself. Instead, I talk to her when I don't know what to do. She is my confidante.
♐ Unheil Evil one. He is the one who dared to kill Liebling. He taunts me. He pretends that he can get under my skin. And when he brings up her death he does. He can get under my skin. But I don't let it show. He tries to get me killed. He tries to mess up my fighting. His whole goal is to end me. Constant bickering can be heard in my skull between him and Schwere. The two most disapproving voices. The ones that make me kill. The ones that make me... who I am... |
Relationships ♐ Amara explanation of the relationship
♐ Arlo explanation of the relationship
♐ Catillato explanation of the relationship
♐ Circuta explanation of the relationship
♐ Confutatis explanation of the relationship
♐ D'Artagnan explanation of the relationship
♐ Eris explanation of the relationship
♐ Florabella explanation of the relationship
♐ Ghost explanation of the relationship
♐ Histe explanation of the relationship
♐ Kri explanation of the relationship
♐ Midas explanation of the relationship
♐ Mirage explanation of the relationship
♐ Nox explanation of the relationship
♐ Oxy explanation of the relationship
♐ Reizend explanation of the relationship
♐ Seiren explanation of the relationship
♐ Skywalker explanation of the relationship
♐ Sonya explanation of the relationship
♐ Vulture explanation of the relationship
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History ♐ Before Helovia there are no threads for this chapter
I've killed many, lost few, and gained voices over my life. This section is not for the faint of heart, for you will be hearing of the loses I have had and the ways in which my voices appeared. Some of these stories are painful. Some are gruesome. All are a source of just exactly who I am. So beware. Pasts do make you who you are today. But if you lose your soul while reading this - don't worry your pretty little self, you'll probably end up living on in my head...
I had a relatively normal birth, a normal family. I looked normal, minus the glass horn and hooves. But I didn't realize they were different until I lost both of my parents. Though, that is for later. The first part of this which I will dare to go over is how I first realized that I could hear voices of the dead. My mother was killed in the night. Father always called her Innerste. But that is beside the point. She was killed by a cougar, yelling at me to run. I ran. Ran as fast as I could, as fast as my limbs could carry my lanky body. I ran until I stumbled into my father, yelling that Mother was being attacked. Yelling that she needed help. But, of course, he didn't move very fast. So when I stumbled back to where she was with him... That was the first time I saw a dead body. The blood and muscle protruding from her body as the cougar bit into her flesh, tearing up parts of it for it's midnight snack. It was a week later that I started to hear her voice again. Her voice telling me that I shouldn't allow my emotions to be broken under my father's teachings. Two days later he began to teach me how to fight. Scolding me every time I dared to feel. And as my emotions became harder to access the glass heart attached to my tail became frailer and frailer. Until, the day I learned to bottle it all away, it broke in two. The red liquid inside, though, never seeming to leave the container it was placed in.
After witnessing three summers, yet not quite being the age of three years yet, I lost my father. Most addressed him as Sir, or Lord, though I found out much later that his name was Schwere. He died in a battle to protect me from being taken in for a bachelor herd. While he didn't dare show emotion, or dare to feel much of it - I knew it was in there. I knew I had some but I simply lacked the empathy. He had empathy. He didn't want me going through the pain. And because of that he fought to keep me from feeling. Something easily accomplished as I didn't feel or have a need to hear from him for a few months after that. I only started to hear his voice return when I'd stumbled across another mare on my third birthday and she allowed for me to start to feel again. I had been trained to fight to kill. I knew that I could, given the circumstances that I was pushed too. But at the same time I didn't really want to be a killer. Though, that train of thought was quickly diminished as I learned it was who I had to be. Schwere constantly coming in and telling me that I was meant to do this. And that I shouldn't get attached to this mare I was trying to keep safe. He played on my insecurities and made sure I wasn't allowed to feel. And in the process, made me even more of a killing machine than his training had done in the two years i had been under his wing. I was now a killer.
I met a mare. One who didn't talk. When she did it was never of any length or importance. She seemed scared. And I have to admit, that I felt horrible for the poor thing. She was the first one to ever start to strike a chord of emotion in my soul after my mother had died. But emotions still never actually surfaced. I continually pushed them away. I never learned her name. She never offered it, nor did I ever feel the need to ask. Especially when she responded easily to Liebling. I had to watch her die. Another gruesome death. Killed by a stallion. Her silence and companionship did much for me during that year or so that I was with her. She allowed me more of a chance to explore myself. To break down when I thought I was becoming evil. But then, realizing, that I was already evil. That I had shed too much blood to ever have a chance at being good. Though, I must say that I avenged her death. The stallion thought he could take me. Thought that I was an easy kill considering how small and dainty I was. But I have the aim of a trained assassin. And my horn has been sharpened for battle and situations such as this. I may be young, but I was taught well from my father while he was alive. It also helps that he can still assist me in my head during battles. Shouting orders at me, and when I choose to follow things usually end up much better than they could have before. So I left that Unheil to die. I gained two voices from that encounter. One which I heard not two days afterward. The voice of dear Liebling, trying to clear my head as I moved forward to attempt to find a place to go. Or really, just to find a place away from the destruction which I had just caused. The first time I heard Unheil I was in another battle. And he was laughing at me. Taunting me. Attempting to distract me from the task at hand, to save myself and get rid of the baboon who dared think he could step all over me. Father told me to kill him. So I killed him. But with trouble. My mind spinning because of the battle waging in my head between the voices. I just barely survived that battle. Coming out with wounds scattered across my body as I left to travel again and leave the destruction again.
I have finally healed. My body back up to par again though my mind wages on. I am stronger than before in spirit and body, though I cannot say my mental state is any better. Sorry if this means that you must now deal with my unstable mind. But I will say, don't worry if you die at my hand. For, you might just end up living on in my head...
♐ Decadent Disasters thread links will go here
It was a new time – a new world. But, who was to say I actually cared? No one. Why? Because I didn’t. It was simply a new game for me to play, nothing else. My mind was spinning round and round and the voices in my head were stronger – clearer – than before. It was a miracle, and I knew that I was prepared to take vengeance on whatever ended up happening.
Two creatures met me as I slid my way into the forest of the new life that I was preparing to begin. One by the name of Zar’roc and another by the name of d’Artagnan, they were insipid little creatures. Not worth my time and so after miniscule conversations I went on my way out into the wilderness of the land they called Helovia.
Of course, my fun couldn’t last long. But why would it let you have fun? Not like you feel it anyways… claims Unheil. I was stolen while in a daze, forced to stay with her to complete some mission. She is the reason I was introduced to dark magic – she is the reason why I have a craving for all of it now. But that is beside the fact. I was drug around for quite a while before I was finally set free.
These encounters, though, have set the stage for the rest of my existence.
♐ The Cult Spawns thread links will go here
I don’t know how long I was on my own, but when I finally found someone things finally began to change. Another one, as crazy as I. No crazier - she has to be, according to Schwere. It doesn’t matter, though, not really. For we form an alliance and we start up a group. We will aid those who are insane, and we will call it the Asylum.
First order of business: gaining new members. It seems easy enough, and I quickly begin to take people in. First Confutatis, then Reizend, Jasper, Sonya, Florabella, Agrona, Arlo, and Zaron are sheltered into our group of crazies. It was perfect, it was great. And I even found one to claim as my own. The only one that ever got a more sensitive appearance from me – and the one that I will do anything to ensure is safe: Amara. Without a parent and without guidance I have chosen to take her in. She will learn to fight, she will learn the ways of a tricky tongue. It will all work out. I will make her strong.
I spent quite a long time getting these members together – finding those that are like me. They must be crazy to join, but then again aren’t we all, in some way?
♐ Disaster's Strike thread links will go here
There is a sweet scent of victory when I finally called the first herd meeting. It seemed as though everything was falling in line. Our family was growing and we were definitely about to get stronger. Alas, the first of a long line of disasters began to take place. Some evil, specter-like creatures come into our meeting. Obviously, I was on alert – I told everyone to be prepared (Schwere now claims that I should have told them to run) – and they released some kind of infection. We were sick for half of a season because of those actions.
During this sickness the Asylum went and helped fight a sea monster that was trying to take over the ocean side. Of course, I was still slightly more delusional from this poison, but I did assist quite a few other creations that walk across Helovia – one of which I would later be able to place as Kri. After this, I also went and recruited Legion to our little family of crazies.
Of course, even more disaster struck. After going to the Throat and talking about a possible alliance we offered our assistance to prove that we were worth the risk – meeting Hector, Midas, Gaucho and Kri in the process. When we had returned to the swamp, a little bit of time later we were called on again. Eris, Arlo, and I go to aid the Throat in their defense when the Basin attempted to invade them. It is this calling that gives me a gold feather to carry around in my tail.
The Throat is victorious – as I had no doubt they would be – and things slowly began to look up. I gained Histe, and Vulture, as well as caught up with Agrona and Sonya during the few months of quiet after this. This was before the past began to crash back down around me.
♐ Dealing with the Past thread links will go here
I stumble back upon Tio – the stag I had started to align myself with at the beginning of my time in Helovia. He is crippled, broken, and said it was because of a quest. So I offered him a Pegasus to speak with – should he require it to complete the quest and begin to pull him back over to meet with Amara.
Not long after Amara meets Tio I take her aside and talk with her myself. I talk to the dead for her, and become weakened from the soul that is taking my form in order to speak for her. But, I didn’t mind. No. It gave that little girl a purpose, it gave her something to accomplish – and Innerste was proud of me for that. While still weak, Arlo and Agrona both bring back new recruits. Oxy and Circuta join our family. Skywalker and Seiren also appear and join the Asylum as I meet with the other two new recruits.
Soon, Eris and I go and meet with Kri in the Thistle Meadow and she says that the Asylum has the Throat warriors should we ever require them to pay us back for our assistance in the Throat’s defense. It was a great step forward – we were gaining alliances. Perhaps that would mean we could gather a herd land soon. Perhaps we would finally be safe.
But it was time for promotions. It was time for incentives. Arlo and Skywalker were promoted to Generals. Circuta given a task after getting healed. And then, the monster from the beginning appears again. Confutatis. The mare who was good at hiding and not appearing. But, as she appears she seems to leave us – claiming that Eris and I will regret not keeping her.
For what is to become of us now? Does doom continue to follow our creation for safety? Or will we break free?
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Companion Seele never had the pleasure of having a companion to call her own beofre she passed away to join the souls which had haunted her. |
Magic && Items Seele was able to harness two different types of magic while she was alive
:: [Magic: DarkxTime | The ability to see dead souls and talk to them.]
:: [Restrictions | Requires player permission and information to know and speak as their past character. A very draining ability so can only perform it five times in a season, and only lasting one thread. Cannot be used in battle.]
:: [Magic: DarkxTime (U) | The ability to temporarily pull the soul from the body, leaving the victim numb and confused and when the soul is pulled, the body is shocked causing pain and disorentation]
:: [Restrictions | Effects will only last for one attack or defense in battle but the victim will continue to feel sluggish for the entire post; causes no physical damage but lingering pain for the entire post]
She also possessed one of Midas's feathers in her tail, a spark amulet, and the trinket described below
:: [Item: Glass Heart | Braided into tail, appears to be broken. Contains a bacteria-containing liquid that naturally glows at night.] |
Other Artwork |
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I go by Abba and I also play Resplendence && Rasta && Laedere
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Page colour revamp done by Neo on Helovia
Last updated March 10th, 2014 at 1:15am CST
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Battle Statistics |
STR: 4 |
SPD: 6 |
AGL: 5 |
END: 5 |
OI: 0 |
DI: 0 |
MG: 1.5 |
CP: 0 |
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*** this class will eventually become admin controlled, so don't spend too much time styling it. We will put your character's achievements here. Ie, getting a new buff, earning a herd rank, leading a herd, SWP participation, etc.
Threadlog 88 threads |
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!! Empty Page [Death] (Closed) |
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01-22-2015 by Midas |
!! Who We Are [Midas] |
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11-23-2014 by Midas |
Sleep is for the weary (seele, bel) |
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08-15-2014 by Midas |
!! Stand Up [Falls Herd Meeting] |
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09-17-2014 by Bellona |
!! Domesticated [Leaders/Ranked] |
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09-01-2014 by Seele |
Look what the drunk brought home [Closed] |
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07-29-2014 by Midas |
Morning glory |
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08-19-2014 by Kiara |
Your cold heart makes my spirit shake |
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08-11-2014 by Ghost |
the wise man knows himself to be a fool [SEELE] |
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08-12-2014 by Seele |
we're all meant to fade. |
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08-11-2014 by Seele |
Carpentry Lessons |
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07-06-2014 by Adelric |
Home to Roost [Bellona, Acceptance] |
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07-14-2014 by Bellona |
One Eye Sees- The Other Feels |
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07-30-2014 by Kiara |
Roommates (Seele) |
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08-31-2014 by Midas |
!! Figure Eight [Agrona] |
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07-28-2014 by Official |
my summer senses are tingling [sensory deprivation #1] |
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07-25-2014 by Seele |
!! I Hear Voices [Seance] |
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08-22-2014 by Reizend |
The world moves on [HERD MEETING] |
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06-17-2014 by Ghost |
!! The Only Thing Worse Than a Hater, is a Traitor |
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05-29-2014 by Eris_ |
i could've been stronger or brighter, i could've died [escape] |
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05-25-2014 by Aurelia |
Welcome to the Circus [Joining] |
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06-02-2014 by Cashmere |
i— don't want your crown [Challenge - Seele] |
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05-20-2014 by Official |
!! Nerve Damage [Ghost] |
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05-12-2014 by Ghost |
!! Anything Could Happen |
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04-23-2014 by Arah |
we'll never crash and burn | Rohesia, Abishia, herd |
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05-03-2014 by Midas |
verdant fields, laden with frost; [herd leaders] |
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05-14-2014 by Illynx |
They Took Her Honour, Then Her life. |
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04-13-2014 by Seele |
!! Mercy in Darkness |
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04-15-2014 by Kiara |
welcome home, soldier || Oras, Seele, Midas |
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03-27-2014 by Seele |
!! Float |
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04-17-2014 by Agrona |
Devil Grass :: HERD MEETING (finished/closed) |
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03-24-2014 by Ciceron |
The Hidden Path (finished/closed) |
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03-11-2014 by Midas |
to steal a clown [seele challenge] |
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03-20-2014 by Official |
damn the sun, damn the darkness |
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02-19-2014 by Delinne |
!! Iodine [Asylum] |
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02-16-2014 by Seele |
The dawn after a shining star |
Thistle Meadow |
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12-26-2013 by Tamme |
no one — can take away what's ours! [challenge thread] |
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12-27-2013 by Amara |
Only one "true" path? I doubt it. (Seele) |
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12-22-2013 by Satanic Silk |
Instinct [open spar!] |
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05-04-2014 by Official |
For a cause (Leaders from foothills, edge, asylum.) |
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12-22-2013 by Apollo |
!! [Asylum Mandatory] Dark Doo Wop |
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12-22-2013 by Ghost |
Honoring vows (seele) |
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11-11-2013 by Midas |
A maniacs new love song. |
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11-01-2013 by Seele |
the one who creeps in corridors &&.. |
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11-25-2013 by Seele |
Villainous Trends, Corporeal Souls |
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10-13-2013 by Confutatis |
Unite Under Open Skies. |
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11-14-2013 by Eris_ |
Faces like Mine. |
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09-27-2013 by Catillatio |
[[Asylum]]Sometimes, I imagine six impossible things before breakfast. |
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10-31-2013 by Seiren |
Pestilence, Meet Death [Seele || FINISHED] |
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09-15-2013 by Catillatio |
Avoid The Filmy Eyes[OPEN] |
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09-17-2013 by Vulture |
These days |
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09-12-2013 by Luneia |
!! Guided by a Beating Heart [Invasion Defense] |
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08-23-2013 by Official |
The games the demons play - Seele |
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09-08-2013 by Sonya |
under the starry sky. |
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09-02-2013 by Amara |
Calling all units. Attend. (Leads, Open) |
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08-19-2013 by Arlo |
Sing Me The Song Of Death |
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09-08-2013 by Harmony |
!! Truth or Dare |
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07-30-2013 by Seele |
!! Ever After [Leaders] |
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07-30-2013 by Seele |
!! Masterpiece Theater [Leaders] |
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08-13-2013 by Seele |
Into The Cold Unknown |
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08-07-2013 by Solace |
Sainity Is For the Unknowing (O) |
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07-29-2013 by Kathrine |
no room for innocence |
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07-30-2013 by Sia |
God can you hear me? God is missing. |
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07-27-2013 by Seele |
For all is not always fair in both love and war.. |
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07-23-2013 by Seele |
[Endless Night] The tides are turning vile |
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08-04-2013 by Random Event |
!! How Do You Sleep [ASYLUM] |
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08-07-2013 by Random Event |
lightless |
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08-06-2013 by Eribor |
[Asylum] Lost in the present |
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07-21-2013 by Sonya |
I'm Counting Every Lie {Seele} |
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07-29-2013 by Seele |
Lead Me Astray [Asylum] - Seele |
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07-19-2013 by Florabella |
[ayslum] IT'S DARK INSIDE |
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07-29-2013 by Seele |
J'me tire |
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07-22-2013 by Seele |
It's all in your mind. |
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07-29-2013 by Seele |
How To Save A Life; Seele, Open |
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07-19-2013 by Seele |
Fly me to the moon and back. |
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08-03-2013 by Antheia |
Sanctuary [open] |
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07-15-2013 by Hespera |
I'm Wide Awake; Seele, Asylum |
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07-13-2013 by Seele |
!! Death Valley [Amara] |
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07-16-2013 by Amara |
living on a prayer [asylum] |
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07-15-2013 by Reizend |
and we dance with the dead |
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07-19-2013 by Confutatis |
Where is the Light to Drive Back This Darkness? {|| Moon Goddess ||} |
Veins of the Gods |
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07-03-2013 by Seele |
!! Where Did The Party Go [Escape Thread] |
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06-23-2013 by Sulwyn |
Treated as Equals {Steal Thread; Seele, Arah} |
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07-02-2013 by Sulwyn |
!! TipToe [Steal Thread] |
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05-30-2013 by Seele |
!! Counting |
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06-04-2013 by Valka |
!! LadyKiller [OOC || Mauja] |
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06-15-2013 by Official |
To Build an Army... [Open] |
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03-03-2013 by Catillatio |
!! No Curtain Call [OPEN/zar] |
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02-10-2013 by d'Artagnan |
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