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Unlucky

Unlucky

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When a curious wickerbeast decides to run away into the forbbiden forest he blacks out only to wake up in warm bed surrounded by riches. He later discovers that he isn't alone and these riches are a curse. He and the rest of victims are trapped in a cursed mansion never to leave again, they must live together forever, or sacrifice the wickerbeast, and break the curse once and for all. If they can find the proper way to do it or die trying. (this is an incomplete story more endings will be relesed soon. If you are intrested feel free to contact me @ jaysonwolf21@gmail.com and ask to be in tge story. give me a quick description of your character and I will try to find an appropriate area to put them.)
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They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

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