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[OPEN] Messenger (Leaders of Asylum, ranked)

Ghost the Cadaverous Posts: 219
Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 10.5 | dam: 5.5
Mare :: Hybrid :: 16hh :: 6 years HP: 67 | Buff: ENDURE
Fantôme :: Grey Wolf :: None imi
#4
12-03-2013, 10:26 AM

But if you’re too big to follow rivers
How you ever gonna find the sea?


Seeker. That was what she was now. Her area of profession situated in the places she knew the most, darkness and shadow. Desolate eyes stared into a murky pool, it's contents a fascinating mixture of remains and funk, the dead still lingering on even after their cruel twist of fate. Her mind was enthralled by fantasy, imaging the many ways in which they could've died and storing them for later use, how advantageous it was to have an active imagination. However, her morbid musing was interrupted by a call from her Queen, the voice a delightful teal of feminine laughter, but Ghost knew there was a double edge to that voice. It made her happy to think that another thought in similar, twisted patterns. A ghastly smile formed on her lips, the time had come for her to go to work, to lurk and to learn the ways of this asylum. Onyx legs were spurred into action, carefully picking her way along the path through the marshes until she came across two familiar figures.

Circuta. Her lady. She was to take orders from this strange, purple armoured creature. Ghost didn't particularly mind, in order to get to the top one had to start at the bottom after all, and this Circuta was interesting from the outside, her voice melding words of poison and lunacy that made the little hybrid chuckle as she fell to a halt beside her. Perhaps she would indeed learn many things from this lovable mad girl, who spoke so beautifully conquering, was Ghost finally able to see pools of blood to dip her hooves in. She allowed herself to think of her mother, who had aligned herself with the asylum, an unworthy member. Ghost would become much greater than her.

"Indeed I believe this is what you call, checkmate. The next move takes all" her quiet, absent voice drifted onto the stagnant air, her body quivering in excitement as she flexed her wings. The demon raged within, bouncing around her wicked mind and lighting her flammable soul as shadow covered eyes rested on sleek gold and deadly crimson, awaiting orders from her Queen.

Let the heat of the sun
Reignite your memory
Because if we just turn and run
Let them fire the gun

❚ Force permitted, just don't kill her :3
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Messenger (Leaders of Asylum, ranked) - by Midas - 12-02-2013, 12:38 PM
RE: Messenger (Leaders of Asylum, ranked) - by Ghost - 12-03-2013, 10:26 AM

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