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Nari's return
      Large green eyes peered curiously up at the town. The buildings were larger than what he remembered... And the walls were a lot sturdier. There also seemed to be an increased guard presence.
      "Man, how long have I been dead?" That was a fair question, wasn't it? Didn't it take time for places like this to see that type of growth? He knew he couldn't have been corpse for more than a few years, though... And the fact he recognized a few of the guards patrolling behind the bastion above led credence to that thought.
      Of course, with the increase in protection came gate guards. So... The town wasn't to be walked into freely? Perhaps that had something to do with the bastard he had to rip out of existence. The guy had done a number to the city.
      Still, where in the world did they get the money to build it back up to such a degree? Hm...
      "Stop, your name and reason for entering the city."
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Literature
Life of the Demented: Escape Part 1 of 2
"You… really shouldn't have done that." The voice behind the door sounded way too close for the guard to really feel comfortable with. The door itself was made from solid steel; he shouldn't have been worried had it been a normal inmate.
But the inmate wasn't normal. A hand burst from the steel, claws tipping each finger, and the guard found his shirt snagged. He tried to pull free but the power was too surprising, his body was forced into the door.
He tried to pull away, he was close, the man only had a grip on his shirt but before he could tear himself off the hand, another one burst through the door and gripped his shoulder. No, not grip, it crushed his shoulder.
The poor guard let out a cry of pain, his voice bellowing down the empty hall. There was a cheer, a roar, of happiness that chorused from the other padded rooms. The other inmates had heard his terror and they cried out in happiness.
They were getting what was coming to them once and for all.
The hand gripping his shir
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Literature
Life of the Demented: Escape Chapter One
"You… really shouldn't have done that." The voice behind the door sounded way too close for the guard to really feel comfortable with. The door itself was made from solid steel; he shouldn't have been worried had it been a normal inmate.
But the inmate wasn't normal. A hand burst from the steel, claws tipping each finger, and the guard found his shirt snagged. He tried to pull free but the power was too surprising, his body was forced into the door.
He tried to pull away, he was close, the man only had a grip on his shirt but before he could tear himself off the hand, another one burst through the door and gripped his shoulder. No, not grip, it crushed his shoulder.
The poor guard let out a cry of pain, his voice bellowing down the empty hall. There was a cheer, a roar, of happiness that chorused from the other padded rooms. The other inmates had heard his terror and they cried out in happiness.
They were getting what was coming to them once and for all.
The hand gripping his shir
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Literature
Journal of the Demented Part 2
Journal of the Demented
23 February 1976  
It's been a few weeks since I… Killed him and helped a few friends escape that place. They turned from me, ran from me, and went out on their own. I understand why she ran… My 'little sister' she ran in fear, in anguish, she saw what I could do to someone and why I was there… The others though…
They hadn't seen a thing… So why did they run?
7 March 1976
A bit more to say this time around, I'm sitting with my back against a stone wall, snow falling from the heavens  and covering my hair. Well, people don't look at me strange during the winter at least. Everyone's hair has a bit of white in it, mine is just… More white than most.
It's been good, though. I'm in New York, it's… really cold. I honestly could die, or, I should die out here but I know I won't. If a bullet to the head couldn't kill me, I somehow doubt a few snowflakes will do me in. The whispers say I'm immortal in more than one w
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Literature
Journal of the Demented
Journal of the demented
November 7th 1958
"So… I heard writing was good for the soul from my great grandfather… Bless his soul (All of them.) Which is great to hear because lately I've been feeling… torn? I'm nearly 25 now, and of course, I haven't aged a day since my 18th birthday back in 1951. It's cream, really, I'm too damned short and I look way too odd too. My family isn't normal, we're not even human from what I can gather.  That goes doubly true for old Morphio, my great gramps.
I think that's the issue. Gramps is odd; it's all about souls with him. Back when I was an ankle-biter he'd tell me about how many of him there was, of course, I used to pretend I had an evil twin because of that… Not a material twin, not someone you're born next to in the gut of some broad, but a soul twin. Someone who wanted to do all the things I was too much of a punk to try. But… sometimes I wonder…
Was I really pretending?
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February 12th 1959
I nearly kill
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Literature
Round 2 part 2
A few hours after his visions, for he knew that was what they had been, he seemed to forget and go about his usual business; messing with Fiona. Such games were… fun, and it all wasn't about sexual deviousness. When he and his fellow shape shifter got together they'd cause havoc throughout the house.
Evil got a bag full of rabies ridden puppies, courtesy of Drakonious (He had, at some point, been enlisted to help with the mayhem.) Howl ended up having his scarf stolen and used as a Togo by Fiona and Morphio at the same time.  Their last target had been Tuk, whom they managed to take off his mask and replace it with a Hockey mask.
The last trick nearly got Morphio's head punched off, but hey! He'd be dead soon and if that were the case then he'd get his fun in. Still, as the day rolled by, he knew his fate would soon be upon him. He had another day or so before he really needed to begin investigating. His contest, he knew, would not be a short one. They had to have travel
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Huh, been on dA for years now and I never got to this before? Weird. Anyhow! I enjoy writing, and roleplaying, as well as gaming... I loved the 360, though... I've pretty much switched to computer gaming. (I've updated the hell out of this old desktop)

Hm... I started writing in Middle School, or at least, Roleplaying. I was writing well before that, obviously terrible... terrible stuff. But hey, we all start somewhere. I admit, I've not written a story in awhile, or finished one... But man, it's all in my head. I just need to get the urge to do it.

I'm 23 now... A Member of the U.S. Army because... Well, I forgot why I joined, it's been a bit over 4 years now, though. Hm... Suppose I'll leave this like this.

Oh! If you want to get in touch with me...

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Midnari Featured By Owner Jul 8, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Pfft, wish mine was school. Army life, man. Army life. But no worries, I'm liking what I'm reading so far so it shouldn't be too hard to create an awesome character for it. Deep plot. I like a lot.
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NoirSoldat Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2013  Student Digital Artist
thanks for the watch <3
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Unknown-Variable Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2012
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ASS BUTT.
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Midnari Featured By Owner Sep 15, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
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Necrophagy Featured By Owner Sep 4, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for the watch.
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