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IP: 74.69.166.224
Posted on July 7, 2014 at 02:20:42 PM by a o k

ALL THESE THINGS
Aok

I HATE!
male

REVOLVE AROUND . . .
unborn

ME, ME , YEAH, YEAH
The son of Kershov and Scarlet Nights. Exiled heir of Abendrot. Creature of tundra blood and the hunger of a Demonican. Aok is the perfect mixture of two savage, merciless worlds, and will grow up to portray that fact with unerring accuracy and beauty. His father�s physique will be tempered by his mother�s grace, a large wolf with a powerful yet fluid body�equally suited for battle and endurance. Lurid blood-colored marks will marr a coat pale as snow in true Demonican fashion: scarlet will stripe Aok�s muzzle like war paint meant to mimic fangs and slice up his cheekbones, rendering them even sharper. The same gory shade will thread its way through the thick fur of his ruff all the way down his spine before darkening into inky black slashes down his hips. This boy appears to have his father�s obsidian eyes . . . but really they are plucked from his mother�s amber, turned so dark they appear almost black until a stray thread of light coaxes shades of fire forth.

JUST BACK OFF BEFORE I SNAP!
Aok will not be born a monster, although his name means �blood� in the Inuit language. No . . . if anything, this boy�s only sin will be bitterness, born from the abject loneliness of being an orphan. Aok is brilliant. It is impossible to lie to him, although few will know that because he�ll gladly play along in hopes of finding out why he�s being lied to. He�ll crave companionship, but find it hard to come by when none match his overwhelming intellect�which will inevitably drive him further into himself, unable to truly rely on anyone. The rest remains to be seen . . .

puppeteer: LSVK

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Welcome - By Minnie July 7, 2014 at 09:42:46 PM

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