Venaticus sighed as he made his way through the door. today was his appointment with his psychiatrist. He hated going but he promised his friend peony and his parole officer that he would.
"Hello Venaticus! It's good to see you !" said the psychiatrist.
"Hello, Dr. Goodwill." Venaticus said blandly.
"shall we continue our session from where we left off last?"
"why else am i here?!" Venaticus said in an irritated tone.
"Now Venaticus, I know that you don't like being here, but we both know that you have no other choice but prison."
"I know that!!!"
"Now now you don't have to get all fussy with me, let’s just start with what
She screamed in agony. Her husband gripped her hand, trying to find any possible way to help drive the pain away.
“Hang in there.” He kept telling her. “You’re almost there, just a few more pushes.”
She was in labor. They were poor, and couldn’t afford a hospital. They had started to cut through a field to get to their friends’ house, and her water had broke a few hours ago before they even got half way there. But right now there were more important things to worry about than their location. She screamed once again, and squeezed her husband’s hand with all her might. Then, both her and
There exists a far off land known as Awstrayleigha, primarily ruled by 2 enemy kingdoms, Perth and Melbourne. In addition to these two major powers, there also exist roving tribes and gangs, independent clans, and scattered city states, though most of these groups have allied themselves in one way or another with one side or the other for profit, out of loyalty, ... or out of fear. Well, almost all.
There was a large clan of Tengus located in the center of the continent, who had been around since before Perth and Melbourne rose to power, and they have managed to remain neutral for thousands of years. It had been a difficult existence
Gaither roon, wee jimmies an' burds, an' listen tae th' tale ay Barabal, th' banshee ay th' Dragonrend Moontains. a yoong catfolk, she was born wi' fur whiter than th' snows atop th' peaks, an' een redder than th' finest rubies. as she grew, she learned th' ways ay th' moontains she called haem, an aw as th' li'es ay th' dwarves 'at lived beneath them. she heed th' harsh calls ay th' animals, th' howlin' ay th' moontains, an aw as th' songs ay 'er tribe. it was ben thes she gained 'er talent fur graphite loons, baith tae help... an' tae inflict.
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.:Character Profile - Shark:. by SinfulFox, literature
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.:Character Profile - Shark:.
Basic Information
Name: Shark (real name unknown)
Gender: Male
Age: died at age 29
Basic Information
In life, he was a butcher and secretly a notorious serial killer who went uncaptured for several years, known by his brutal M.O. of hacking and carving off people's faces. He had always been extremely handsome, and was popular in school for his attractiveness - but despite his popularity among the young ladies, their interest in him seemed to drop when he decided to take over his father's butcher shop once he graduated high school. This was a blow to his narcissistic ego, but he continued to try and maintain his romancing reputation. Still,
.:Character Profile - Damien Crowe:. by SinfulFox, literature
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.:Character Profile - Damien Crowe:.
Basic Information
Name: Damien Crowe (Dimitri Svetkov)
Gender: Male
Age: Appears 25
Species: Human
Race: Vampire
Hair Color: Raven
Eye Color: Amber
Height: 6'2''
Weight: 186 lbs
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Turned by: Alice Stryker (the Nidhoggr)
Biography
Dimitri Svetkov, born in late 3rd century Bulgaria, was raised around the clash of Christian ideals and pagan rituals. While Christians were persecuted for their beliefs, their property seized and their churches taken, the Svetkov family thrived as one of the more powerful Christian families and would often gather and lead group worship in secret. However, many of the less wealthy families w
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.: Songs of the Return, Vol 2 :.
Over the realms and through the stars flew the great dragon Nidhogg, at last freed from its imprisonment within the roots of Yggdrasil, the Tree of Life. The rage and resentment towards the world had finally festered into a nasty, relentless bloodlust within the beast, and it had become too blinded by vengeance to realize the tragic irony; it was becoming the very monster everyone feared it to be.
The fearsome, undead dragon whose smooth scales sparkled like ice soared across the dark velvet sky, but came to an abrupt halt when a dark figure stepped into its path. A large wolf, its black pelt speckled with starlight and dazzled by the moon's
.: Songs of the Return, Vol 1 :. by SinfulFox, literature
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.: Songs of the Return, Vol 1 :.
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Only Ratatosk, the young squirrel who ran along the branches, delivering messages to the tree's celestial inhabitants, was unafraid. He was barely short of rejoicing, for he seemed to know what others couldn't see. Scampering with a mixture of eagerness and anxiety, he raced down the trunk, descending into the frozen underworld of Niflheim before reaching Yggdrasil'
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