May 2012
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chainerstorment:
My eyes burned with the glare of the sun. I looked down at my boots, they were worn, beaten. And simple. I was dressed as a commoner. The voice broke into my skull like a hammer, the unfamiliar voice pounding into my consciousness. It was NOT my Magus.
My hands swept to the side, and I closed my eyes. This stranger had made a fatal mistake. He had left me in an ocean of Sand;...
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The Tale of Thadeus
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Thadeus was really unhappy with his life. He wanted to change things, he really did, but then he got hit by a car and died. His final thoughts were something along the lines of… No. Not now. Not yet. I’m not ready to die.
Thadeus awoke in a room of pure white. The details of the following moments are unclear, but he knows that the White Room is giving him an opportunity. He must...
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Snow and sleet of the freezin’ season Knees of the weak be beat in the street Legs and feet in the trees of the creek Be caught in the weeds for multiple reasons Thorns! He’s cut up bleedin’ Sheet Poison spreads from his head to his feet He needs treatment or he’ll be dead in a week But then he blacks out… Falls asleep sleep sleep sleep sleep A hospital seat is where...
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feuerkind:
Ooo… I’m going to have fun drawing these!!
But you need to draw your own, remember? D= I wanna seeeee themmmmm
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Interested in any of my original characters?
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jodediah:
Reblog this or send me an ask with a character name and I’ll give you their story!
Thats why you picked the pumpkin, isnt it?
Yep, haha. Pumpguin, the penguin with the pumpkin head, has been one of my favorite little guys since I created him back in middle school. I haven’t really come up with much of a backstory for him, but I feel like he’s an...
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Interested in any of my original characters?
Reblog this or send me an ask with a character name and I’ll give you their story!
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chainerstorment:
I yawned softly, slipping off my Longstride boots before approaching the tree. Didn’t want to take a step and end up a full league away, after all. I carefully set them atop a stump, then turned to consider these objects.
I scoffed. Broken. Or Useless. All of them.
“What is the point of this, Magus?” I called, but received no answer.
I sighed, eying the...
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A Land Called Elsewhere
ELSEWHERE The Wise Beast - Part 2
I nod to the beast, tossing a few coppers at its feet and waving dismissively. A Noble like myself would do nothing more. After reading the note I move in the direction of the lake. It must have been from my Magus. No one else would dare be so bold as to message me in public. I reached the pond in little time. Longstride boots will do that. And with great...
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Anonymous asked: As the moon vanished and the sun rose over the horizon, the Cloaked Man corrected; "Today /was/ special." He bowed deeply, and then slowly crumbled, turning into sand. The sediment swirled, dancing on the winds of fortune and change. "Perhaps will will meet again." His voice lingered, sand shimmering in the new day's light. "If your life grows dull once more."...
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Anonymous asked: "Astute." The man said, reaching across the table, and plucking a thorn from the Fiend and dropping it into a crystal vial. He set it on the table, and the vial seemed to crumble into sand, sweeping away in another strange wind. "I have more tales to tell. More objects to unleash. Unless you have a reason for me to stay any longer, I will be going."
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Anonymous asked: The Fiend snarled, and raised an arm. It fell the the tabletop, rotting. The Carved One's head sagged, ichor spilling from it's carvings. The Fiend let out a heart wrenching sob as it began to decay before your very eyes. "I.. I never blamed you. Not really." Its voice was lighter in its death, unburdened. It's bodyvine turned into a soft mush, and the head dipped,...
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Anonymous asked: The cloaked man slowly shook his head. “I am a teller a tales. I am a carrier of objects. I do not interfere.” He sat back in his chair, watching as the Carved One leered with its triangle eyes. “Look at what they did to me. They /carved/ me. They turned me into this… Fiend. I live for one purpose now. To wither and destroy all I once nurtured.” The Fiend’s arm...
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Anonymous asked: “You happened.” The Carved One said, its voice dripping with hate. “All that has happened has been because of you.” The thing shuddered, two more gnarled black vines sprouting from its body, twisting like arms. “Because you left. Why? Why did you leave?” The Carved One’s mouth oozed with the sticky black corruption, noxious fumes leaking from its withered,...
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Anonymous asked: The other items fade, crumbling into sand that was swept away in a strange, sudden wind. “You wish to know more about the Carved One?” As the pumpkin continued to ooze, it sprouted. From the stem, a long, thick black vine that soon met with the table. The pumpkin fiend’s new body moved and twitched, and the ambulatory plant raised the fruit that was its head. Carved into the...
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Anonymous asked: A man in a long black cloak takes a seat across from you. Unusual, in this day and age. “Today is special.” He reached into a satchel and began to set items on the table in rapid succession. An ancient rusted key. A dusty gold mirror. A dull red gem that pulsed like a beating heart. A rusted dagger, pitted and scared. A musty old scroll. A polished bone hairbrush. And lastly, a small...
ruiniscrazy asked: Ok, so like, I have no idea what your tags mean, and I feel weird whenever I reblog your posts and change them, because I keep getting the feeling they're related to the post itself, and I dunno, I like to have all my tags consistant and accurate, but also I feel weird about deleting something I'm truly intrigued about. So yeah, what do they mean?
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