Leafpool
Leafpool arrived on the site some months ago, as many do, researching ways to trigger latent lycanthropy, specifically:
–>>seeking a reliable provider of transformation dust materials. Bone dust, to be specific.
–>> by receiving a mark of Fenrir and
–>> by divine intervention.
Now ordinarily, this is not encouraged on the site. SOS is about survival in supernatural times and while your survival strategy may include becoming a werewolf, it’s generally not a great idea. So SOS does not endorse or encourage the sharing of supernatural pathogens, mutagens or genigens.
However with Leafpool we have made an exception owing to the way she went about it. After interviewing, chatting and helping not a few other survivors along the way **although I’m not exactly sure helping Reaper here counts as helping helping or something er less than helpful** not to mention introducing her friend Assanjin to the site – Leafpool decided on an unusual if risky strategy – a deal, brokered by Lilith via Eris to call on a primal lunar spirit named Nanna for the gift of transformation.
It’s a risky strategy for a number of reasons.
First off, there’s the issue of price. It will cost Leafpool five favours – which she has accepted to perform without even knowing them all yet.
Second, she wants to become a ghost werewolf. (Remember how she wanted bone dust?) Nobody has ever survived a ghost werewolf initiation and told about it here on the site. I don’t even know if it’s possible. But she also appears to have made a deal with Reaper to try out being a Reaper Wolf…
Third, Leafpool has decided to try for all this to happen on the September super moon, the third and final super moon of 2014 which using the law of three, promises to be particularly
So will Leafpool transform on the full moon? What five favours will Nanna and the other nature spirits exact? Will Lilith or Eris be the ones to collect? Will Reaper recruit her to his interns? Will Fenrir give her a protective mark? Will there be more Survivors of the Month?
It’s too soon to say. We’ll have to keep on keeping on to find out. Meanwhile, a small but heartfelt thank you goes out to Leafpool for super surviving these last months with SOS.
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😀 Keep on keeping on. Hail Leafpool. But a word of advice, whenever a tricky immortal offers you a deal, don’t accept until you know the conditions, I never trusted that Nanna, to tricky for the benefit of others. Favors asked by immortals are difficult at best, hellish at worst and they always involve twists.
At least they’re not immortal gypsy werepires. Those guys sure can hold a grudge! But they vacant party really hard! 😈
I mean they can really party. Woo!
Not as much as zombies, they can really thrill you and they party til they drop dead.
Thanks Drache for the warning and I will keep that in the forefront of my mind.
I agree Nanna is the Babylonian moon goddess, she is notorious for making deals under the pretext of “helping” that people later come to regret. Whatever you do don’t contact Marduk he’s worse.
Other than that Congratulations on the award.
Oh and possibly not a good idea to use that giftcard, not saying Seth provides poisoned gifts, just saying he has an evil twin who has hacked things before. If you believe that story anyway.
No offense to Seth, I deleted it. I wasn’t going to pass it on either. No one is going to fall from the curse this month!
Ah, yet another victim to fall to the SOTM-curse… I wish you luck. You can survive it, I’m sure if it.
Look who’s back.
I am back indeed. Cycle calmed down and won’t bother us any more. I don’t understand the latter. He calmed down, yes, but why won’t he bother us? Oh well. Not like I miss it. I don’t like something that can kill stuff by just thinking about it… But anyway. Did anything interesting happen while I was gone?
Nothing worth mentioning
I take offense to that.
Ok except the evil soul sharer of Icarus decided to pull a Fenrir, Fenrir himself is back on the site and Noah had a new body made for him out of clay
It’s a human, human, human we made him out of clay. it’s a human, human, human we made it yesterday.
At least I didn’t go with the Norse approach, SPIT OF THE GODS, lol
That was only kvasir, he wasn’t human.
The first humans were cut from trees in Norse myth carved from wood.
Hello
Greetings, person with a German-looking name. Morning star? Something like that?
Yes in fact. Named after Lucifer. Hatter, you wound me! I’m not nearly that annoying!
This is true.
I checked it out and took a picture, the direct translation of morgenstern is morning star, oh and I just meant your trying to take over the world or whatever
And lucifer was refered to as the morning star in the bible.
Yes but there is a difference between literal translations and six degrees with Kevin bacon
Who the heck is Kevin Bacon? Is he edible?
Please google “moon moon” you are the wolf in most of those pictures, Kevin bacon is edible and a celebrity
Vetanari! Oh my gosh! I actually missed you!
Any one wants to be a necro wolf! I’ll teach you necromancy and the seven steps to the gates ! Maybe I’ll even take you in as my protege.should you prove worthy,I’ll induct you into the Gane house! Heck I’ll even teach you the secrets of immortality if you show good progress. Only for those seeking to become werewolves!
Necromancy as in communicating with spirits or raising the dead?
Yes my leafy friend! Just think about it! As a side bonus,necro wolves have the spread of ghost wolves and the strength of a hunter wolf! Plus no need for transformation dust
Speed of ghost wolvEs not spread of ghost wolves
Interesting. May I ask what pantheon you are from or what being you are?
Ahh, I see. You are a werewolf
Not just any werewolf, I am a 28 billion year old,foul-mouthed and married necro-wolf of and current head of the Gane clan
I’m puzzled. Are werewolves immortal?
Do to constantly and quickly renewing tissues in a werewolf’s body I guess they are they can reach impossible ages but d1e if inflicted with any and all wounds that completely destroy the heart or brain
Doesn’t that depend on the type of lycanthropy?
Nope, not in the slightest it’s an all around fact
Hm… In that case, could you give me your definition of “lycanthropy”?
Any humanoid that when it meets certain conditions becomes a doglike or wolf like creature commonly mistaken for a shapeshifter/berserker
They don’t age, so they are chronologically immortal, this is due to extreme tissue regeneration however aim for the heart or the brain and they are as dead as Robin Williams RIP you comedic genius.
Actually most do age very slowly. But there are ways around it with magic.
That is also the reason why I have switched my biological heart for a Heart of eve,it replaces all blood with a aqeous solution of mana,nanobots and hemoglobin obtained from not so synthetic sources 😈 the addition of nanobots speeds up my already amazing tissue regeneration.the use of S.L.M(specific point mana) allows me to harden specific parts of my body such as my skull or arms e.t.c during combat and allows me to survive wounds fatal to any other werewolf.due to certain genetic traits that the game already carry and the integration of the technology listed above I have made myself both physically and chronologically immortal.
As most of you know I don’t have a biological heart in my chest I have a heart of eve. The heart of eve replaces my blood with a aqeous solution of nanobots,mana and hemoglobin.by integrating SLM (specific location mana) tech into my body I am able to harden any point on my body to the strength of titanium-diamond alloy. The nanobots are infused with mana and speed up my already amazing tissue repair. What’s more is that by using the genetic traits of the Gane bloodline and nanomana i have become both physically and chronologically
If you might possibly relinquish such a device? I am open to negotiations. Reparations would be plentiful.
I have a few extras lying around in storage but the procedure is quite painful and you must make contact with the soul in the heart of eve. Just to be clear the heart of events choose you and not the other way around.also since it is connected directly to the soul it allows you materialize a weapon at will.this weapon I have named the soul slasher(yes i know it’s cliche) the weapon is different for each person. Mine is a gigantic khyber style cleaver in shikai(yes I know I “borrowed” the name from Bleach but I don’t care they have a nice ring to them)since my soul energy is just that high I don’t seal it cause it explode due to the enormous soul energy I have. In bankai it morphs into an all black katana that is completely straight, it increases my speed so much that even a slow motion camera would not be able to keep up.since I am a necromancer the soul in my heart of eve has the knowledge I have and allows me to summon a mask over my face,that mask increases my power 400% and is completely white except for the three red lines above my right eye and 2 black rams horns on my forehead.
well why cut out a human heart just to make a heart of eve though isn’t that just well ya know FROWNED UPON!!??
The heart is the organ of life, therefore, Necromancy, requires it for most of its spells. You want to raise the dead, you need to make some form of sacrifice. Mostly to appease the thing that took the soul of the person you are trying to raise. STOP SENDING ME BLOOD KUROGANE! At least dump coca-cola down here…
Or you just forget about the souls and make hordes of soulless. 😈
It’s honestly more effort than it’s worth to bring souls to the mortal plane when you can create something 3 times more powerful just by using a … you know what not telling you how. 😉
Hey. At least I’m not using werewolf hearts. That would be plain creepy.
I would be quite happy to give you one.i have a few in storage.but first of all I need to know if you are open to the idea of having two souls.
Yup. Totally open to it
I was told to seek you out.
Damn it I typed my email in wrongly. But still read the comment above this one
Pay no attention to this
Leafpool, I have been in contact with Nanna and he is still interested, but he has been busy, that is why he has not been able to contact you.
Thank you! I thought it was me!
Last call for leaf pool. Make your choice. Just imagine being immortal. I’ll even give you a heart of eve. I’ll turn you into a member of the Gane clan I’ll fuse your DNA with mine to make you a Gane hybrid and maybe even grant you the knowledge of the seven steps to the gates! Just think about the prospects!
Kurogane, I am overwhelmed by your offer and your generosity. With regards to your offer of necromancy, I believe that some things are better left alone and unknown. I apologize if the offends you, but I will not corrupt my innocence for immortality. That is too much for me. If you would like to mentor me as a lycan when my time comes I would be appreciative. But I do not want to jump head first into something blindly in which I have very little knowledge of. That is foolish. I don’t want to have a new future thrusted upon me in which I have no say in. I am not saying no just yet, but I am curious to know why you are so eager about me.
In my clans history,each clan head was required to mentor at least 2 pupils in his lifetime. As I have already already taught my heir all he needs to know to succeed me when I hit the ripe old age of 47 billion. As for the second pupil,I have not yet decided.so offers are welcome.as a side note,I have around 30-45 hearts if eve in storage. Also I have enough necromancy tomes in storage that I have lost count over the years but I have studied all of them so they provide no use to me anymore.i already taught my heir necromancy just so you know and I’m itching for another student.
What reparations would be asked to receive a heart of Eve? I don’t wish to use it upon myself, I wish to research it, and, perhaps, improve upon it. Perhaps a joint operation? You would of course oversee the devision as a whole.
Firstly, you do not chose the heart of eve it chooses you.secondly,a heart of eve is in itself a sentient being,and thus has a soul. Each heart of eve is different due to the fact that they have differing soul frequencies,to get a heart of eve to work and not explode one must find a heart of eve with a soul frequency as close to theirs as possible.these beings can communicate to you and teach you all you need to know for their use.always remember that you are not the master of the being residing within your soul.you are their partner.though the ideal situation would be my case where the being,named benihime or crimson princess in English.she told me her name immediately as she had already recognised my power.but in most cases this is not what happens and you have to manifest this spirit and duel them for the rights to be called their partner.the heart of eve allows you to generate a special weapon made completely out of spirit particles and this weapon is made specificaly for you. And is unusable by any another being unless the heart of eve allows them to.
Why do I think of Harry potter and the philosophers stone when I hear that? It’s literally a parroted version of “the wand chooses the wizard” second question why don’t everyone have this device implanted?
I think that whole schtick goes a little farther back than Harry Potter
Do you remember what one of the main components of the heart is? It’s a human females heart.you know the organ that keeps them alive.
Again, might I acquire one or two of these?
I sell in packs of four! the price Is four virginal female human hearts!
All I know is I am done, I am a maggot to immortals, secondary, weak, foolish, valueless, a vile disease to otherfolk, an abomination to mortals. I have seen everything I had taken from me, my wings, my family, my happiness, my humanity….everything. I am he who waits beyond the door, for none invite me in, I am he who waits in the rain for none offer me shelter or warmth. I am he who stands at the nine gates for even Hades does not open it’s iron maw to allow me entry. I am he who wanders for no place I am welcome to linger. How can I? How can I ever compete with immortals, all I have is my intellect and to them I am but an idiot child. My entire life shall be ike a blink of an eye to them, a moments breeze, a fleeting leaf in a fire. Tis my only friend all this time was death, darkness, despair, the only friends I claim. I have shown understanding and compassion but have none shown to me in any way. There is no I, only nothing.
“Enough. You are an individual. Do you understand what that means? You have the power to forge your own destiny, to choose your identity. You are a beautiful being, possessing the greatest power of all; the power to choose. Do not waste it.” Lilith opens her arms to Assanjin. “I ask you– nay, I beseech you. We are kindred spirits, we walk a road where we can only find hatred and desolation. Would you like to walk it together?
A path filled with only hatred is not one I walk, I value others more than I value myself for not instead of one of a kind I am now just one of 7 billion. I say fill with love and compassion, with mercy and kindness even if none of those are shown to you. Vad madrun diloscha. But I accept, though no choice I have for all things are meant to happen.
To give up all hope will only destroy further, corrupt deeper. You exist sometimes a little hope is all that’s needed to begin a transformation. For even out of ashes new powers can arise.
From ashes power arises if you’re a phoenix, or a plant, for most other things ashes are basically complete annihilation of what once was existence. I cannot be destroyed further, one may kill me, turn me into ashes, spread me across the four winds and take a crap on what remains but the simple matter remains, nothing left to destroy in me, nothing left to corrupt, nothing left to darken or to dim. As an old friend once said, you may beat me, punch me, burn me, laugh at me, ridicule me, persecute me, stab me, poison me, kill me and even destroy my soul but then you will have a lifeless body, not my obedience or my hatred. For now that I am left with nothing, not even a soul, no reincarnation, no death, nothing, tis only doom and nothingness left, not even an afterlife.
I should be happy but i feel a bit jealous because ive been around on this site since like what 2 years now
I’m not offended. I guess it just works by whosever name spits out on the lottery. Heck, you might even get HOF
😮 I wonder why when i was thre years old i suffered a burn on my right hand a third degree burn and they had to use an ointment that had silver in it and instead of making me worse it did the exact opposite you can barely see the scar now
Silver and copper are natural disinfectants. Which is also why silver supposedly works against werewolves even though silver resistant strains have existed for 23000 years
my hand was not infected or anything its just weird that silver hasn’t affected me at all
Like I said resistance already inserted into the gene strand.
Kurogane, now that I know of your intentions I am less skeptical of you. Having a mentor would be nice. I am preparing myself to enter to Singing/Harvest clan under the super Harvest moon. I am also choosing to ally myself with the Aeolian alliance when the time comes, however I have not yet located an Aeolian mentor so that I may sign the treaty. As of now, I am definitely not open to the idea of possessing two souls. I am also not open to the fusing of DNA yet either. I would like to know of your Gane clan and if you would be willing to mentor me I would be grateful.
I would also be open to be your new necromancy student under three conditions. 1) I would communicate with spirits and NOT raise the dead. 2) I am not offering myself up for possession. 3) No harm would come to me or my family. How would you teach me or even meet me for that matter? According to your SOTM, you are in Singapore. I am on the East Coast of the US.
*cough cough coughity cough cough cough*
What’s wrong Eris?
Days spent planting flowers
Nights spent warm in our beds
Lives of sunshine and showers
But we’re food for the worms in the end
Kurogane, scratch the above. I’m not willing to endanger myself to learn necromancy.
Ok
My leafy friend, of all you want to learn is spirit communication. I can teach you a few spells over the internet !
😉
Thanks! 😀
I’m still unsure of what Eris was implying
TWERK ON ME
*blank stare* this just got weird…
wow…can’t figure it out?… 😐
Eris: NO NO NO
SL: Still no, I’m drawing a mind blank still
leafpool i am having a headach and it hurts so bad what is happening what do i do
Take some Advil
sorry to hear…
Anyway, morning to Kurogane in Singapore!
OH WAIT! IS ERIS TALKING ABOUT THE NECROMANCY?
*facepalms*…nooo he was talking about the weather…gosh your slow…
Eris is female. And yes, I don’t do well with sarcasm
Or implied intentions
Sarcasm is my SPECIALTY and TALENT i can’t help it…and how am i pose to know what gender people are anybody could be on the other side of the istare…
As I usually expect from a goddess, Scarlet. So much time and not a one thing has changed old one.
If I could find a way to keep my mouth shut at unreasonable times then I would,but until then I’m saying everything I want to…
One must wonder, if you still carry me in your memory, or like all other immortals forgotten me. Tis not unusual, yet to me it is still heart breaking, sibling of Athena. I still remember driving away my father away after he slaughtered my family as I lay siege to his life. But now lay slain. And then Hades mocking me by destroying their very souls. Much anger still carried but mercy even more cherished.
hmmm…i might not remember you…i don’t have good memory at all…i get sidetracked too easily and poof i forget something important…
I am drache, son of typhoon the slain titan. Mayhaps you remember me now?
uhhh…nope…i’ve been somewhere else at the time…i’m sowwy…i wish i had some vague memory…something if not anything…but i have nothing…
I’m not what is real and what is not anymore…so if I have memory I’m not sure I can trust it…I already have a block on my memory…that’s why I never remember anything closer than what happen three days ago to things that happen a very long time ago if I’m lucky…
Kurogane, I won’t be making zombies! The reason necromancers are viewed as “bad” isn’t because they themselves are evil (not necessarily, I mean) but because their practices profane the dead. Many cultures view that as highly rude and inconsiderate, to the point of criminalizing it. So there you go. The intent of the action isn’t the reason the action itself is considered bad.
In clearer words:
Yes, they can be good people, as long as you can get over the fact that they will be using the corpses of people you might have held dear in life.
Just be happy they can’t actually call the soul back from the dead. Mostly they just use magic to make a corpse or skeleton move. Sometimes you can stick elemental spirits into said corpse to make things like wights, wraiths, and Revenants. Yes I did try my hand at making the dead walk. Honestly the process is pretty much the say as making golems, just different materials.
I do not make golems. My slightly irritating friend 😈 I pull their souls back the afterlife and stick them back into their bodies. Should their bodies have decomposed in that time period I create a new one for them. They posses all of their memories and emotions. They’re not some mindless zombies that I use as slaves though I have few undead ninja that serve me.
Gollum he he. Precious, my precious 😈
I actually can raise the dead, happens when you live next to the voodoo capital of the world. Though I make zombies and drachen defit morte which are the bodies and bones of drache I bring back to life, good old fashion voodoo.
Though I generally refuse to both utilize such abilities and teach others how to do such. I am simply not one to take the cosmic forces of life and death lightly.
What are you by the way? Assanjin
I was once draconian, but my bloodline trait I gave away and so mortal I remain. I miss my wings and my sapphire blue scales but being human is not so bad. I had no ability with magic besides voodoo and I grew in power by devouring the souls of demons who entered my forest. Does that answer your question old one, or do you wish to mock me like the rest of the immortals.
And how would you like to return to your former glory, to the ceaseless splendorum that is dragon-hood?
I would slightly welcome it, but I must be frank no power can undo what has been done Lilith, you are certainly kind to offer, but I lost the one thing most vital for a being, my soul, none can return me my soul and therefore is irreversible by any means. Not only that but I find myself unfit to call myself draconian any longer, my pride, my draconian pride and power was not enough and I saw my family slain at the hands of my father and I could do little but watch as the wretched immortal tore them apart bone by bone (tears begin to roll as the memory returns) my heart cannot bear to see everything lost again. But after all as my mother once said drache at heart is better than drache in the wing, wouldn’t you agree. But if there were a way I would.
And if a way existed I would have to be notified of conditions, circumstances and what I give up in exchange, I have no gold, nor gems, I am honorable to me forests breezes are better than gold and mountain streams are my glistening jewels. So I hardly have anything for trade, not my secrets either as beings like you generally have a knowledge that exceeds mine by millennia. So what is it that you would ask of me mother of demons?
Well, I’m expecting you can’t very well bargain away you soul? Nevertheless, do not forget, I have been Tiamat, Mother of Dragons, and I am sure I can find some way to restore you. And, if not restore you, transmogrify you into a new draconian all together. Alternatively, perhaps we could retrieve your soul….
Well Lilith, there was something that never was told, I divided my soul among seven dark gods and had them scatter the pieces among my chosen seven to replace my bloodline. I gave it up for good cause, better than I.
Very well then. We shall look to biology and DNA splicing. My labs will work on it promptly. I’ll let you know the results if there are any.
To make me into another drache without a soul, would simply destroy me, I would be removed from existence, however when I gave the dark gods my soul instead of doing as I instructed they simply took it for themselves and devoured it, my draconity existed in my soul to be able to activate the gene in my bloodline, without it neither me nor my descendants can activate it, as I said before not even immortals can undo, replace or recover what I have lost, to me it shall be Oblivion, no hades, no heaven, nor hell, just nothingness I seize to exist. How I wonder does it feel to not die but be undone.
But I know a way, to return my form I would need a way to preserve my existence, though this is a tough option as no immortal I have heard of simply gives away immortality, this would give me enough power and time to either restore my soul or to retrieve mine. This is the only way but I would not necessarily ask anyone for this much, for rare is the mortal who earns godhood and I find it to much to ask of anyone and a very slim chance, who am I to be a god. Only the greatest of heroes, sorcerers and wise men have ever been given immortality, people whose good will, prowess in battle, magical ability and quick tongue and wit were legendary enough to be painted in the skies among constellations. Tis funny in the end, I have the answer but the solution is far beyond my reach.
I would not allow for you to consign yourself to Oblivion. Here is my offer.
I will assist you in attaining this condition, but you shall owe me a debt only if we succeed. Upon which, you shall repay me in anyway you see fit, with my approval, of course. Sound fair? Negotiations are always open.
Why so interested in me, sure you once were mother of all drache but there surely must be greater reason to your aid, prey tell if I may ask what and why? If it does not offend you of course.
Because surely immortality is to high a gift that I could ever repay, but as old tales go, it is usually paid in blood or in servitude, my blood to most is worthless, unless their a doctor(o- blood type) or a vampire. State what you desire, for I am to humble a “soul” to be making demands or to do as I see fit, you are eldest by far, so it is customary that elders speak and youngsters listen.
You are remarkably polite and respectful.
Apotheosis is a bit of a long shot, but I was thinking more along the lines of manipulating your biology to allow your cells to divide indefinitely. Thus, you would be biologically immortal, giving you all the time in the world.
As for my intentions, well, perhaps one day I am in need of a particular type of assistance, upon which I would call in said favor. I am building infrastructure, I am a business woman, after all.
And you want friends of course lilith for when you make your bid for world domination. Every immortal does it eventually.
Nothing so petty. I’ve no interest in world domination, too costly, my equity and assets would decline far too much, not to mention the waste of my public relations campaign. Go talk to Reaper, he raised an army of Gigantes.
I am quite the Bio engineer, such a procedure would require cloning me and would only apply to my descendants, it won’t affect my biology it would alter the DNA of my children and their children and so on. It would give time but not the power needed to reform my soul and not enough power to retrieve it. So unfortunately that plan has gone out the window. For it to work you’d quite literally have to replace every cell in my body and that bodes painful. So that is it, no way…out ( starts to cry)
Oh we don’t need to replace every single cell, just most of them. How it would work is the you would age normally till, say, about 50 or 60 ish, than the replacement and rejuvenation occurs. You would then slowly progress down the path back to a more youthful age. Thus, giving you all the time in the world, enough to acquisition the power to take back your soul.
Not power, it may be a biologically immortal body, but I would die just as easily as I can now, it would simply seize to age, a human body that does not age, that is hardly even the blink of an eye to fight a dark god, leave alone seven. Lobsters are biologically immortal, how does that bode for them? I…have another way but it’s not an option to me. It requires sacrifice, a lot of sacrifice, 100 souls are more valuable than mine so that is out of the question.
I can rake in 100 souls quite easily, if you’re interested.
Science almost never fares well against magic, even less to gods. Hmmm there must be another way, but for now the only choice I have is annihilation. Utter oblivion, complete nullification of none other than…me. I appreciate what you tried to do but there is no way out now. Seems that I have already come to terms with my situation and had already made a fail safe measure, when I die, all mortals, all lupine, all drache, all gods will forget my existence, this is inevitable as this is how I decided it must be. If it fails, forget me anyway, dwelling on the memory of a weak fool who out existed his own worth and usefulness.
It’s just not good for the hearts of others.
But I suppose that I must share what little knowledge I have. Listen well if you please twi and la, push and pull, birth and death, good and evil. These are opposites but are actually one and the same, the true mind can weather all the lies and illusions without being lost, the true heart can master the venom of hatred without being harmed, the true will of all things is strength, not brute strength but the resolve of one’s compassion is true will. The true soul masters it’s confines and transcends all barriers that seclude it. Darkness fills every void but always means to purify light. For since the time before demons, since the time before drache, since time without gods and goddesses, since beginning less time, we were nothing more…. than the thought within ourselves. For once I remember, that the hordes of hell, sons and daughters of man, brothers of night and the ancient ones, were once one and the same. Tis in memory, the dream of once being born a thousand times and watching the world unfold from the ancient ones, I had watched and waited, seen the world destroyed many many times. Because the immortals acted on anger and pride, this pride corrupted and destroyed everything, we must all learn that violence, anger and power solve nothing. For the way of eternity is compassion, the oath of true resolve is love and the most high of laws is truth. This is what I entrust to you and everyone.
Never, why would I get a soul if it costs me lives of one one hundred, even if they are the worst of the worst through this path to get my soul would condemn it as well. So no old one no 100 for me.
Assanjin, from here onwards I shall call you Jin and you shall call me kuro.cause I personally hate formality. Now moving on to the gist of this. I think I have found away to give you back your old drache powers. Though the processes is not perfect it involves first removing your biological heart and replacing it with a heart of eve,then soul fusion,now this is where things get tricky,you see to bring back your powers we need to find the linkage in your soul that snapped thus causing you to lose your powers and form. To do this we will fuse your soul and that of another drache. The only catch is that if your souls do not match the process will all be for naught so I can’t guarantee the success, but if you wish to I could use nanomana to speed up the process but it could turn you insane,so it’s not recommended.
Should you want my help feel free to contact me!
Signing off,
Kuro
I have not a thing to do…weird and boring…anybody wanna chat?
People in general or people you like?
you know what the most oddest thing is?
Maybe both…why?
Has anybody heard of the flower of life?
I am The Reaper, so I believe so. Why do you ask?
Nothing just…curious that’s all…heard some things bout it….
*I grin as I watch the town burn* haha this is a new level of ėvil, even for me. *I walk down the street watching houses collapse and people running about. I spread my wings and advance on a group of them* oh you humans, you really backed the wrong… *I look down at the sword pot riding from my chest. I heave a sigh* hold that thought. *I grab the sword blade and viciously rip it through my body feeling my ribs crack and then set as the hilt passes through. I turn to my attacker to see a stunned looking Mutt* well hello there old man. What did you think you were going to accomplish with this? *I gesture at the sword* “that’s solid silver… You shouldn’t be alive right now” *I look at it carefully* hmm so it is. *I laugh and move quicker then thought stabbing the sword into Mutts shoulder causing him to shriek in pain* do yourself a favor. Stay out of my business. *I shove him through the shadows and continue what I had started*
Oh! A winged lycan! Would you give me a small sample of your blood? I want to find the genetic mutation that causes winged Lycans 😛 ! Please!
Also if you feel that destroying a town makes you extremely evil,think again. 😈 you have no idea of what I have done in the 24 billion years that I have been alive,my winged friend.
You destroyed a town and killed a few hundred pieces of trash?so what! I have wiped out entire races,destroyed planets,killed countless men,women and children,tortured millions and commanded the most hated of all werewolf clans,the Gane clan for 10 million years!,i hunt vampires for sport and I do it barehanded too and to top it all of I hunt demons and drink their blood and souls!
Ohhhhhhh Kurogane! I happen to have several genetic samples from their father, the first hybrid… I’m willing to trade, maybe for a Heart of Eve?
I am the original Hybrid… Are you saying they are my sons?… How could you have my blood…. AND WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO SELL IT?!?!?! This means war.
Supply and demand. Of course they are, silly Mutt. I am a business woman, I am simply converting raw materials into infrastructure, and this would be a benefit to my COGS. If you have an offer, I am perfectly open to it. While I see little profit in a war with you, I’m sure I can meet out some increase in equity.
–However, if I the elimination of said samples would curry favors, I would be highly inclined to it.
Let me put it to you simply Lilith. You have my blood. It’s my property. It can be used for horrible things. I want it back. I will get it back. And if you give it back now we can escape further consequences. However if you do not then I will not relent until all that you have worked for is dust and ashes. Ask the Original vampire what kind of enemy I make. Or Abstract, or Thantos, or even Ēvíl. I will not stop, I will not rest, and there will be nothing you can do to stop me.
I do not respond well to threats. It’s not as if a war with the Hybrids is anything I haven’t dealt with before. Your family is a bit prone to declarations of war, I might add. I there was something in it for me, I would be perfectly happy to personally see to the destruction of said samples. However, if I don’t get a response before the transaction with Kurogane is complete, well, I’m afraid those particular samples will belong to him, and it shall thusly be out of my hands.
Very well Lilith. I see there’s no threatening you. What is your fee for the return of all the samples, including any lab results measurements and data you have on them?
You see? Isn’t that so much simpler and frankly more civil than invoking a bleeding war?
Now, let’s get down to business. I am willing to relinquish all samples and copies of recorded data. For a price, obviously. the question is not what I want, but, in fact, what you’re willing to give.
So, Mr. Mutt, make an offer. I don’t discriminate between business associates, so best to make an offer before anyone else.
I bid, Purgatory. Yes Purgatory, newly renovated to a hospital waiting room. Yes, a hospital waiting room. There is only one magazine, and I have it.
Lilith’s eyes become a chrome silver color, accentuating her bright skin and silver hair quite nicely, making her look all the more alien. “Purgatorio. Tempting.”
I have a time machine. With it you could easily expand your empire across all time and space. Think if you went back in time and bought controlling stocks in apple, Microsoft, Google. Or go ahead in time and watch the stock market trends, so that you can withdraw your funds before the market crashes. Think about it, almost omniscience. Or perhaps you have means of time travel, then I offer you a vial of the now extinct were-chimineras DNA and venom. The venom which is so potent it completely cuts off all magical abilities in a person, and makes them human… At least for awhile.
“If you act now, I’ll throw in Mount Vesuvius, Hawaii, the San Andreas fault, and my patented Juicer hat.” Images of the items appear before them. “Yes the Juicer hat, look stylish while also juicing a pomegranate!”
Hm. Have you anything else you’d be willing to part with Mutt?
There is one other thing. I’ve gathered from being here there was another incident with the void. Originally there were three keys that could open it. One was lost during the war. I posses the other two. You may have one of the void keys.
And what use would I have for the void?
Put simply the void is another dimension, filled with harsh environments and horrendous creatures. But that’s not all it is. Once several of us survivors ventured into the void. And what we found Is that it is at the exact center of the multiverse. From it, every other universe can be accessed. And even that is not the full value of the key. Each of the void keys were enbibed with elemental power. Although it takes energy to activate them, they themselves are huge storehouses of energy. I once absorbed the energy of the keys, and it basically turned me into a god. I did end up exploding due to the overload of energy but as long as you don’t absorb more then one key you shouldn’t be in any danger. Finally, the check the market values of these keys. Sold in the right black markets, they’re worth as much as some solar systems.
Am I to understand that I would become the proud owner of said void key, until such time as I would relinquish ownership? If so you have a deal, enjoy. It has been a pleasure, Mr. Mutt.
Yes. Now how would you like to make this exchange? Meet on neutral grounds?
Also, I have several suggestions concerning fertility treatments for hybrids that could assist in the reconstitution of your race.
Neutral ground? If it pleases you. What do you suggest?
A Deconsecrated church.
As you please. I am perfectly capable of preforming this transaction on consecrated ground, thank you very much. But if you wish it we shall hold out meeting at this church. I shall bring the data and samples as requested and you shall bring me this perfectly operable Void Key which shall give me access to the Void as I do so desire, as it shall therein become my property as the samples and data become yours.
Lilith I 8 do if I am a werewolf so can you make me a werewolf b plz only if I do not turn okay and also what happens when a dog bites me whst do I become and if you are a werewolf and a dog bites me what do I become
Presicely. *I put on my traveling cloak and head out towards my location*
Lilith smiles as she packs the last vials of the samples in a large suitcase. “And this is all of them?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Sighs a geneticist as he hands her several flash drives. “Um. If you don’t mind me asking, what comes next? We have nothing to work with–”
“Don’t worry. I’m going to be bringing a team of physicists to a special place soon. You, I want to re-visit Project Ark. Project possible advancements. You’re annual funding shall be up for review soon.” She explains as she closes the suitcase and begins to walk out of the laboratory and down the hall, flanked by several others.
“Do you need anyone to accompany–”
“No. I have respect for this patron, and I trust that he would not attempt to pull the wool over my eyes. Remember to scrub the test tubes clean, this contract was very cut and dry and I intend to uphold it, as I always do.” And with that she set off.
*I arrive at the old building and step inside. Amazingly some of the stained glass windows are still intact. I glance at one depicting the Archangel Michael slaying a devil* Hmpf he doesn’t look anything like that.
“Neither do, really.” Murmurs Lilith, waiting in one of the pews, kneeling. She gets up and brings the suitcase into the main isle with her.
“The Prince of the Host can be a bit arrogant at times. When he moves it is with trumpet sounding and the bright of Paradiso as his spotlights.” Lilith uses dramatic motions of her free hand to add to the effect. She looks up at the roof of the building, falling to tatters.
The place is not consecrated, by the idea, the feeling of loving worship is still here. She looks off into the distance for a moment.
*I smile thinly at Lilith* you took meeting here on un consecrated ground as an a front to you, did you not?
*TL now done with the transportation service watches the transaction from a stained glass window, it begins to rain*
TL
Not at all. I just didn’t want you thinking I couldn’t set foot on holy ground. Appearances must be kept.
*I glance up and frown* not the average bear are we… Anyways the un consecrated ground was for my benefit. *I pull out the Void key turning it over carefully* shall we begin?
“I’ll have you know,” Lilith says walking up to the altar. “I am no demon.” She opens the suitcase and checks the contents quickly finding everything in order. “I’m only human.” She tosses her silver to the side of her face as her gunners with the faintest silver sheen. She looks over the Key Mutt holds before stepping aside to all or him to inspect the suitcase.
*I step up and examine the case carefully* if your human then they certainly don’t make them like they used to. *I step away* that certainly is my DNA. *my eyes flash* did you pull it out of my cold dęâd corpse? Against my wishes? *I recompose myself* no matter. Here is the Void Key *I lift up the ancient wooden knifelike object* would you like to know how it works?
“Why, I’m exactly how they used to make them. Before the Fall.” Her fingers trace over the edge of the wooden object. “Why, yes. If would please give me the full lesson, that would be much obliged.” Lilith pulls a small journal from her pocket and offers it to Mutt. “My notes on fertility treatments and remedies, if you are so inclined. The Hybrid is an exquisite creature, I would be dismayed if you ceased to go on.”
*I glance at the notes* interesting… Anyways Void Keys are quiet simple. You just choose where you want to make the opening, channel your energy into the blade, stab it into the air about chest height, and twist. The portal will open. *I stab the key into the air and twist it causing a darkly shimmering portal to open in the air* then to close it you just stab the knife into the portal and twist the other way, just like a key. *I close the portal and hold the key to Lilith hilt first* try it.
can I have a turn after Lilith plz
Lilith takes the key and does as Mutt instructs. “Like this? Is there any difference to stabbing it into a solid surface? That time I imploded Morgenstern with one of these the polarity was reformatted, so I expect that hardly counts.”
No as long as you don’t… *I narrow my eyes and stare through the portal* do you see that?
Lilith raises a silvery-white eyebrow and peers into the portal. Her face falls as she sees it. “Creation. We just opened a portal into existence, which is the only thing that the Void’s inhabitants desire; to exist. I expected as much…” She looks to Mutt. “But THAT… What is it?”
*My frown twists into a sneer as I shove Lilith through the portal* doom. I suppose I should have mentioned this but the Void was sealed by someone. I don’t know who but I suspect he was tall dark and handsome. Anyways portals Into the void can be created. However once inside it is impossible to re-enter this universe from the Void. *My face becomes blank* nothing personal Lilith but you are simply to dangerous to remain here. You’ve already proven that. And before you start whining that I tricked you stop and consider our agreement. I have given you a fully functional void key. It can open and close portals into the void. It’s not my fault that they’re only one way. I gave you a chance to avoid this, but your greed was your down fall. *I wave my hand and the suitcase of DNA and information combusts* enjoy your time in the kingdom of the Voidlords, I’m off to destroy some facilities.
Lilith floats away from the portal into nothingness. She grins as she looks back throughout the closing portal at Mutt. Her teeth and eyes are chrome. She spreads her arms out as she lets the void embrace her. She calls to Mutt. “Well played. Don’t worry, I understand.” The portal behind to shut and her face is hardly visible. “It’s just business.” And the doorway shuts. She is lost.
The sound of hands clapping rings from the center aisle of the church. A man stands there. A Hybrid. His fur and wings are a darker gray color, his eyes a passive, light yellow. He wears a tailored black tuxedo. His wings have a few feathers of gold.
“Very nicely done. Father.” He grimaces. He extends a hand to shake. “I’m Cortez. I’m the Hyperion.” He pulls out a tiny remote that projects an image on the church wall. “Luckily, my Lady had insurance.” The image is of Hybrids, young and old. It flickers from some being branded with barcodes, to others being reared, and even more being outfitted with blinking collars. “See those things?” He says. “They make a big boom.” He smiles. “That whole thing about your blood– since it’s inside every hybrid, we were able to track them. All of them.” He almost laughs when he sees Mutt’s face. “Oh, don’t give me that look. You didn’t actually think she wouldn’t have insurance, right?” He actually does laugh now. “She didn’t want to at first, it was my idea, really. She actually respected you enough to be fair. Then I put the word “insurance” in my sentence and she was all ears!” He grins.
“We didn’t bother with Ice though, since he can’t stay down or something. But it’s whatever.” He pulls a small bag of cheetos out of his pocket and opens it up. “Want some? Oh, yeah, they all go splat if you like don’t give into our demands, or whatever. Oh hey I think they’ve started injecting them with silver by now!” He starts flipping through the channels of his projector remote like a child.
Don’t worry, we’re totes not gonna free Lily. She’s efficient but she cray as all hell
*I look at the Hybrid with a mixture of disgust and sadness on my face* don’t call me father. I’m as much your father as the test tube you were made in was your mother. *i survey the images* go ahead. Blow there heads off. *I shrug* what you have there represents about 1% of the total Hybrid population. *I shake my head chuckling* thinking all Hybrids share genetics with me, that is so… Precious. Hybrid ism is spread through bite. It infects people like a virus. It doesn’t change their DNA to resemble mine, anymore then humans DNA resembles apes. You’ve caught all the Hybrids directly descended from me, LIKE ICE. Sure they may not have his same abilities but god have mercy on you if you just assumed they were normal Hybrids. If they’re anything like me they can probably defy dėãth just as easily. I’ve heard rumors that some genetic Hybrids can even change matter from one state to another *I spread my arms* go nuts. Blow there heads off. If you think you have any leverage over me you’re mistaken. I’m glad your NOT my son, because truth be told, you would be a HUGE disappointment. *I turn flicking a burning match down to the church floor*
“Oh daddy. That’s I’m saying, we’ve found out just how to off you, it was your direct genetics we studied. We’ve also developed several purely hybrid targeted weapons.” He says between crunching on Cheetos. “I mean, if your gonna consign to this fate well then you must be my father.” He laughs. The flames begin surrounding the Hyperion. “But very well. So be it I guess, throw your direct descendants away.” He stuffs the last of the Cheetos in his mouth as he stretches his wings. He pulls Mutt into a bear hung from behind. “Love you, daddy!” He flies up and Mutt through the roof of the church. Before letting him go.
*I snap my wings out and glare up watching the creature disappear* I swore… Never again… I’ve failed. *I close my eyes and reach out with my mind so as to contact all Hybrids. I nearly scream in agony as I feel the thoughts of my descendants, but grit my teeth instead “Hybrids, it is time we gather to confront a new threat.” I swoop into the shadows and disappear*
Hey guys hold on wait for me I want to help but wait the monster Mutt and Lilith killed was wwg and the other one was wwg’s 👿 twin Mutt asked what happen some person that had some magic powers and turned me into a monster
Said wwg
“Daddy! Don’t go!” He calls as Mutt disappears. He lugs as he feels Mutt touch his thoughts. “Daddy, that tickles,” he says to himself.
The other Hybrid voice in his head whispers to him.
FIND THEM. FIND HIM.
Cortez shuts his eyes as he reaches out with his mind. “Find them,” he says mentally as he connects with the collective Hybrids. “Find all the Hybrids.” He frowns as he searches for Mutt. He connects to Morgenstern/Ice, but no Mr. Mutt.
“Find him,” he whispers into the minds of the Hybrids. “Find Mr. Mutt.” He spreads his wings and he flies off to the labs.
When does anything concerning Lilith not mean war?
any-who, i have your payment in full Lilith…
*TL produces an united states postal service box*
I thought about mailing it to you, but then I realized I don’t know where you live anymore now that you’ve sold your old estate to investors.
TL
*I appear next to TL* we need to talk. Now
Yes what is it, I’m not going to let you destroy me if that’s what you want to talk about.
TL
*I shake my head rapidly* that was all a pretense. It was to throw Ice off my trail. You aren’t any use to me dęäd. I need your help retrieving something. Something that I lost when Ice came back and reset the timeline. And I need to travel into the land of the dėäd to get it. So I need someone who knows the ins and outs of the underworld better than anyone.
Ah, you know not many a reaper would ever think to help you. You may not know this but back in ancient times people called me Charon, I would take people across the river Styx in one of my lifeboats.
Any way, if you know the old Greek myth, you’d know the fare for a living one like you…
One gold peice, and a favor whose details will be discussed at a later time…
*noah summons an ethereal boat*
I’m ready when you are…
TL
What did you throw achilles overboard? Oh and what could morgenstern have lost in the land of the dęád that he needs to get? I don’t know of anything of value to him down there except… NOAH SEND THE BOAT BACK
*I toss TL a gold coin* thanks. And if you could point me in the direction of sector 478459474838 that would be great.
Charon, he’s heading for the forbidden zone! Don’t do it you fool!
Oh I know full well where he’s headed, but a deals a deal and he’s already paid. See y’all on the flip side!
*TL and Morgenstern jump onto the boat and fadeaway into Styx*
TL
Wait take me with you guys plz I want to help on this adventure
*I glance down at a small scrap of paper before putting it back in my pocket* and of course I’ll be needing passage for two back.
Oh no, I don’t ferry back to earth, it’s a one way trip only 🙂
I can however tell you a few possible options…
Oh yes, Hermes, I can give him a call, but of course no promises…
TL
*My smile tightens but I otherwise remain emotionless* oh of course. I would appreciate that.
Why, I can offer passage out of the Underworld. For a price. Guaranteed safe passage. I am fair in my dealings. No tricks. No wordplay.
*I growl angrily* I would rather have my wings ripped off and acid poored on my back. Oh wait, that has happened! You’re the one who did it.
Um if your quite done bickering with Lilith, we are here…
*TL docks the boat and releases Morgenstern at his destination, then starts to row back untill he dissipates from veiw*
I have a transaction to crash 🙂
*TL appears on the roof of the church watching from a stained glass window, it begins to rain*
TL
*I step into the dark mists of the underworld and begin my search*
Oh hello morgenstern I didn’t know you were interested in clay men but if you have anything against Noah, take it up with ME not Noah
You’ll have forgive me if I kind of thought that you might never actually pay 😐 but nonetheless, thank you, Noah of the Ark. It has been a pleasure doing business with you.
*TL walks into Lilith’s laboratory and addresses the biologist*
Terribly sorry, the lady Lilith has been lost, and I believe you have something of mine…
Something in a USPS box…
TL
“Oh hey.” Said a woman with blue eyes and black hair. She wore the same lace white dress she did when they met. “You ate my insides as a snake.”
She promptly leapt up and did a spin kick right into TL’s jaw. “Ready for round 2?”
*TL flips from his back into a defensive position*
I have a little parlor trick I created when I had to get all those animals onto my ark.
*The biological subjects and samples in the laboratory dog pile onto the scientist.*
It’s called thiriokinesis…
TL
“You’re not the only one with tricks up your sleeve.” She sighs as the biomass on top her is transmuted into a pile of peanuts which she bursts out of. “I always enjoyed alchemy.” She smirks. “You remember me, right? That time you tried to take control of my Lady’s Great Work?” She shrugs. “It is no matter.” She sizes TL up. “Wait. Are you just a Golem that looks like that guy?”
An alchemist like your self must know the components of clay. Its quite simply really dirt, and water…
*TL’s clay body dries and cracks as all the water flows onto the scientist*
Atmokinesis…
*says TL in a dry and cracked voice, his eyes pulse blue/purple as the water becomes charged with a dose of high voltage electricity*
TL
I come jogging into the room with a water bottle “hey Noah what you got there oh and this is for you you seem a bit parched,”
The electricity arcs as it hit Sa’lome, tunneling into her body. The pressure of the water crushing her lessens gradually before it drops to the ground into a puddle.
“Ergokinesis.” She says as she pushes her hands in TL’s direction. A huge shockwave of kinetic energy collides and sends him through a glass wall, throwing him out of the building. Sa’ lome follows and makes the leap through the shattered glass.
*TL’s dry body begins to crumble as he looks at hatter*
I’m sorry, and it was such a nice body too…
*TL goes quiet as he crumbles too dust, all is calm for a few seconds before a bolt of lightning archs from the pile into the lab, upon closer inspection one can see a snake made from electricity slither in and pout of the electronic equipment, short circuiting eaclh and every computer it passes through*
You may be an alchemist, but what you need is an exorcist…
TL
Cortez flies up and catches TL. “Hey, bro!” Says TL’s former body. He glides down to the ground and lets TL off. “Sa’lome stop being mean to my friends!”
“Exorcist?” The Hybrid says entering the room. “Why, you can rejoin with me!” Says his former body. “C’mon,” says the Hyperion. “You know you wanna!”
If I were to join with you, I’m certain I wouldn’t share, I am a demon after…
But, you could but you could be useful for a little while…
Penelope!
*A women walks in with a leopard print suit and a bun in her golden blond hair, she removes her silky white gloves and extends silver claws the size of sickles*
From one underling to another…
*she kicks Sa’lome in the jaw*
Quod severis metes!
*TL’s snake self arches over into Cortez, the hyperion’s eyes turn blue/purple like lightning as he swoops down to retreve the box*
TL
The body stops as it’s eyes turn back to to normal and laughs. “Silly Drownie!” He reaches into his chest and pull out the electric snake. “I was just kidding!” He throws the snake onto the ground and grabs the box. “I want this. Because you want it. Yeah. Pretty logical reasoning.”
Sa’ lome grabs her jaw and looks disdainfully at Penelope. “I see.” She grabs a pair of katanas off the wall and throws one to Penelope before unsheathing her own. “Bring it.”
*Noah charges him self into Penelope’s claws*
*Penelope grabs the katana in her mouth unsheathing it, then stands in a battle ready position with her claws*
Bring it sister!
*she says in a muffled voice*
*Penelope lunges forward in a flurry of swipes*
TL
I watch from the corner next to the sandy remains of what was once a masterpiece of a body, watching the funniest double Meaning ever I pour the content of the waterbottle onto the remains of the clay body and it slowly turns back to the clay it once was and I expertly reforge the body and as it becomes full formed I stab a piece of arctic ice I got a few weeks before straight into where the heart would be and it turns from clay to flesh waiting for Noah to return to it “Noah I got a surprise for you even Cortez would find amazing, come over here though.”
Cortez shrugs. “I guess,” He sighs as he punches a hole in the wall with his free hand. “You guys are boring~” He says as he flies out the hole in the wall, box in hand.”
Sa’ lome counters each strike, albeit with some difficulty. She drains each shock from TL’s presence, changing it into kinetic energy to enhance her strikes, but to no avail. She and Penelope were too evenly matched… until she slid down and kicked Penelope’s feet out from under her. She ran to the intercom on the wall. “Self distruct this place,” she said into the intercom, calmly. She followed the Hyperion’s lead and jumped out the hole. “I’m out!”
*TL jumps into the reforged body, breathing heavily, and Penelope jumps back out side to him shifting into an adorable kitten, TL grabs onto Hatter’s shoulder for support, charging a scythe took a lot of energy on his part*
Get us out of here…
QUICKLY!
TL
Within a few seconds of TL’s order I conduct the hat trick and drag Noah and Penelope to wonderland then take a shortcut through the reapers office in the underworld created a few months before arrives in Alaska “Noah please tell me your ok”
*TL still is breathing abnormally*
This body, it’s not like the old one…
What’s different…
❓
TL
Noah your breathing heavily, just sit down a bit and take in your surroundings. I may or may not have used a bit of magyk that wasn’t mine to make clay turn to flesh and bone but when needed you can turn it back to clay as a survival reflex, truth be told your more human than well Eve who was basically a clone of the first human Adam. LSS you got Pinocchio’s wish, the old body was a temperary fix to a long term problem like a temporary debit card, this time it’s the RealBody you were waiting for now you just have to find one last thing and your all set. Many a survivor wishes to know what the TL stands for so now I shall tell you, TrueLove.
*TL grabs his chest*
this feeling, in my chest, its painful, yet familiar…
*TL gasps*
a heart beat…
*TL chuckles*
So thats it then, I truly am human again…
Thank you for this hatter…
But I’m afraid TrueLove will not be that simple.
You see, one can create homunculi, golums, ect.
but I know not if I have the capacity for love.
You said it yourself hatter, I’m sociopathic, megalomaniacal, and schizophrenic among other things, you don’t need to be a supernatural therepist to come to that conclusion…
But for now I am content with a body…
TL
How many hearts of eve do you want 😈 my friend…..hahahahahahah(maniacal laughter ensues
Let’s say, seven would do, quite nicely. In return you shall have your samples.
Terribly sorry, Kurogane, the deal is off, or at least on hold if Mr. Mutt is unable to supply proper reparations.
I have no choice nor say in the matter, my light relinquished long ago, dark my only option for light threw me away. We are individuals, yes.. indeed we are but I was never given choice in anything, becoming a drache, was forced upon me by my mother, activating the blood line trait, she did not even explain what was happening, then I grew to love my wings and my freedom but that also was taken from me, now the only choice I have is not a choice, die mortal, die weak and die alone. Tis that special, given a choice that is no choice. I am less than human Lilith for I even lost the power to choose my fate and my destiny. The only thing I had was intellect as well as willpower, willpower was lost and intellect compares little to the whims of even the dullest deity. I take your hand in friendship but know, that I have no choice and no say both in the affairs of otherfolk and immortals. Then when I lost my wings you Gods and deities mock me further, adding insult to injury, you boast of your power and then send a drought to a land I once kept in bloom. Tis none of you I know but I smell an immortal involved.
Heyyyy I’m here to talk well I have been feeling sick and 8 mean sick what does it me tell me anyone tell me I need to know and I went to the bathroom 3 times today to do number 2 it’s in the days of 5 he super moon doing this since it’s almost here
And I feel like throwing up and I feel tired and I walk like if I was dizzy
Oh oh and I feel so mad in side but don’t know how to let the anger out I just want to know how shift so I can feel clam and great in my wolf from
Hey seth I am going to turn cuz I told my mom to take me down so I can use my bike and wait til the super moon so I can turn so hold to your head cuz you will have your mind blown
Heyyyy guys un what happens when you see a werewolf and your dog bites you what do you become 😆
Your basic infection, nothing special
what do you mean an i asked that cuz my do bit me and i was bleeding not a lot just a little
You may get an infection from the bite
what kind of infection like what happens druing the infection
will i die
no you won’t die so calm down
ok i will clam down
but what do i do will i still turn
you won’t become a WW from a dog bite
then what will i become when it the super moon
Human
What a human I am human again noooooo
So can I become a werewolf again
*TL walks into Lilith’s laboratory and addresses the biologist*
Terribly sorry, the lady Lilith has been lost, and I belive you have somthing of mine…
Somthing in a USPS box…
TL
A woman with blue eyes and black hair looks up at him. “Oh hey.” She says. “You ate my insides as a snake.” She Promptly does a spin kick in the and lands him in the jaw. She wears the same white dress she did when they met. “Ready for round two?”
Lilith can you please make me a werewolf plz cuz now I am a human and I what to be a werewolf and I want to turn on the super moon
*I hear Mutts call but promptly ignore it. I’m close. I can feel it. I look into the fog and call the name that I haven’t spoken for years and years* Elizabeth?!
I feel….strange. Very sick yet somehow healthy, very weak but somehow strong. Strange sensation at the very least. Very very confusing, it is not sickness of the body. But there is something further inward, I feel….evil, dark, deep, deep inside, waiting. What it is I do not know. And the strangest part was a dream I had last evening. I was in my forest, climbing among trees watching and guarding. Then an intruder came forth, it looked like a drache wulven but mire drache then wulven, basically a drache with fur, his hide littered with bones, weapons and blood. I looked at him and told him to be gone from my ancient wood, it turned around, it’s eyes burning like the very bowels of Tartarus. It looked at me and said. “Death is not something that may forever lie and through strange ions even death may die, time is coming, dark to light and light to dark, no soul for shown and no evil within route to the hearts poison.” What does it mean?
You’re boned.
Elaborate if you will, why am I…boned?
Wellllll its pretty obvious Cthulu is gonna come and eat your soul P:
Hahahahahaha, I have no soul, not anymore, lost it quite some time ago.
Your *existence then.
He’s welcome to try, I have slain immortals, matched the deadliest of methusala, devoured entire hoards of demons and made the skies and sea bend to my whim. This dark god, will pay for defying what the fates decree. Cthulu shall fall just like Typhon and Zalgo. But no more arrogance from me, afterall no power left have I except for power over words.
🙂 Can I help??
This be my fight, and so I must fight it with honor, for among all drache qualities I have lost honor should not be among them. I can beat him with wit instead of power, he holds one of seven, one of pieces of me, he is one of the seven dark gods. I have a trick up my sleeve, I think I am in the mood for fried Calamari. I know when he will strike he comes tonight, at midnight, how I can know that do not ask, but I will say this, not all my tricks were taken away.
Not only that he’s coming to my home, a special magic affects those who fight my home. Bound by a single verse.
When of the four is left one, be burned all dark by light of the sun, mortal, demon, god, whichever ye be. You stand on my ground where I rule even over thee.
Huh… Used to be a bolt of lightning would come down and strike anyone who used Mutts catch phrase.
*I feel the rough impact of concrete hitting my shoulder as I’m thrown into a bright cell, I groan as I feel the silver, vervain, wolfsbane cocktail moving through my system. I knew it didn’t hurt me as much as some of the others, but even my true fathers dark nature couldn’t protect me from my own weaknesses. I glance around and see a familiar face* Susan? *She looks up and smiles lazily despite the collar with the blinking light around her throat* “Hey there little sis, you get the five star treatment too?” *I roll my eyes* what do these people even want anyways? *She shrugs* “leverage over father” *I groan hitting my head against the wall* sometimes I really wish I wasn’t related to him. *I watch as Susan twirls a twig between her fingers, it’s shape changes into a pen, a knife, and then back into a pen* have they taken any of your blood? *I rub my soar arm* “yeah, but I turned it into to wine to mess with them” *She grins mischievously and I remember her love for irony* is there anyway to get out of here? “These walls are solid iron. No shadow traveling through them. These guys read the handbook” *I sit back and rub my temple* so what do we do? *Susan twirls the twig once more before turning it to ash* “We wait”
A blue/purple portal appears on the wall of Susan and nightshades cell and a man in a thrown together looking outfit much like that of the mad hatter in alice in wonderland appears through the portal “wait? No waiting is boring Escaping now that is fun” the man tosses a tape dispenser to Susan “just make a square around anything with that tape and it goes to Tartarus or the void or wherever it’s gone. Oh sorry I should introduce myself I’m hatter” the man then closes the portal that is altogether much more helpful and sits next to nightshade “well come on then get cracking.”
*I watch as Susan gets an excited gleam in her eyes* “The Void? This will take us to the Void?” *She immediately begins creating a doorway with the tape* Susan… This might be a bad idea… The Void was sealed wasn’t it? *She scowls at me* “do you listen to every bit of gossip you hear? Come on, in the Void our true fathers nature protect us.” *I look down and mutter* Mutt is our true father, not Him. *She narrows her eyes which turn black for a second* “come on Nightshade it’s time to leave” *She pulls me up despite my protests and we fall through the glimmering portal*
Lilith, I was told to seek you out…
and outsider lilith is now called Cortez
No, I’m very much my own leafpool sent me to Lilith.
I know it’s just her name is now Cortez
hey leafpool well i used the lupine life app and were its says lacanthropy profiler it said put your date of birth i did and it said bone moon
But i was born in the afternoon around the time of 2
SETH I was only gone a week what in helheim is going on here?
Wait leafpool how am I a wild werewolf and not a bone werewolf that’s weird
It is tonight, I will know, no more barking at the dark
As Lilith and the Hybrids had their little feud, a new challenger appeared. The Dullahan. The Black Horseman. The Coachdriver of the Underworld. The Portal the Hybrids had used suddenly reopened to allow him entry. As he approached, the denizens of innocence couldn’t see him, but they could feel his presence… Fire blazed where his 12 horses led his chariot, and whenever one so much as looked upon him, he used his whip made of a spinal column to blind them, he stopped in front of a small manor and raised his head in his hand. “Lady Georgia Montgomery!” He yelled and then rode off towards his next claim. A few hours later, the denziens heard the scream of Georgia Montgomery. She was brutally beaten… To death…
As Lilith and the Hybrids had their little feud, a new challenger appeared. The Dullahan. The Black Horseman. The Coachdriver of the Underworld. The Portal the Hybrids had used suddenly reopened to allow him entry. As he approached, the denizens of innocence couldn’t see him, but they could feel his presence… Fire blazed where his 12 horses led his chariot, and whenever one so much as looked upon him, he used his whip made of a spinal column to blind them, he stopped in front of a small manor and raised his head in his hand. “Lady Georgia Montgomery!” He yelled and then rode off towards his next claim. A few hours later, the denizens heard the scream of Georgia Montgomery. She was brutally beaten… and didn’t survive
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leafpool can you help this person on YLL his/her name is chloe