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Demon of the Sword, Lord over all of Surface, he who art crafted of steel of bone and skin.
Drafts: 8, Messages: 7
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Unfortunately, this account has gotten quite cluttered and such. I am archiving this account. The muse here will also be discarded. Longer threads I very much enjoy will be continued on where I am moving this URL to. I feel that my emotions will be much better when I can play Ghirahim as to my own wishes. It will also free up Skylit Fantasia’s Ghirahim for a new member to play. I am still up in the air about which muse to swap into for my spot, but I am caught between Hilda, Demise and Byrne. Verydisagreeable will be moved to use instead of vaindemon . I will be making this change when I arrive home from supper. I would like to thank all of the followers who are following me. You are not needed to follow this blog any further. I would also like to formally apologize to the nine asks in my ask box as they will be emptied when I get home. I will answer the muse rating over on vaindemon as a consolation. As it stands, this is most likely the last out of character post on this account.

Again, thank you and this is the curtains on this blog.

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verydisagreeable liked this for an insanity au starter !

  

                             A head rests lightly on a hand as he watched the                              stranger with suffocated interest, tilting his head                              slightly. He taps his chin lightly before deciding to                              make himself known, golden eyes watching from afar.

                            “Not many think to enter this building without a reason.                              Are you…                              looking for something?” 

The demon laughed, lurking in the depths of the room. He had been pulled here from some otherwordly power. He set his eyes on the other, gold hair longer than any man's he knew. The way the slight breeze ghosted through the room and blew the strands reminded him faintly of his former master who was now just dust on the wind.  "I am looking for a way home, I do not know how I had ended up here." He did not quite have the ability to just teleport back to the realm he was so familiar with, as the demon's powers was based on how well he knew the area. He quickly learned, so investigate as much as possible and learn every last detail... He had time, seconds were just another object he had too much of. 

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Vaati instinctively clenched his hands around the book he had only just acquired. Was this stranger trying to take it from him before he even read it? Unbelievable.

"It is a tome. It is no gift for one I do not know."

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"Oh? A tome? What of? Magic?" He questioned as he watched the other clench the book close to his chest.

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Anonymous asked:

"I am not the Princess Hilda. My name is Ruby. Yes, I am the Princess of Lorule, but Hilda is not my name! I might look like Hilda, but it is like every Zelda! They all look the same, the ones of legends anyways! I am a demon! One of the first of Lorule's Royal Family! My Father is the first King of Lorule, and my mother is the Goddess Incarnate after she was brought here by my Father and stepdad." She was bookish, and sort of odd with the rest of her family. It was large, but it was because they were demons, with lifespans as long as time itself. It was filled with so many oddities. But it was hers.

OC- Ruby from an au rp with a friend
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Painted eyes flickered down at the sheet held out to her. Bright gold eyes flickered over the black ink scrawled hastily upon its face. "And you require my services at such a useless notion?" The demon questioned, tossing her hair over her shoulder without another word, crumpling up the page and shoving it at the other. "No sum of rupees would make me want to carry out such an infantile quest!" She snarled.

OC -- Lamia, a demon spirit weapon who takes the form of a spear featured in my fanfic Bound Weapon. Faceclaim : Lust from Fullmetal Alchemist. I just did with my oc Enora's.
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