P.BL Swirling DarknessP.BL: Swirling Darkness
"What...what have we done...?"
"It's...huge! What have we created??"
"It's coming this way! Oh, god! It ATE Steven!"
Underlying the screams of mortally wounded and half eaten men, a demonic laugh echoed through the hallway. The 9ft. Avis stalked down the walkway, eating all who stood before him. He had no mercy, no pity for the lower life forms that ran panicked around his feet. Smashing them, crushing them, even going as far as SITTING on them!
The Avis caught sight of himself in a mirror. A deep black Avis stared back, eyes burning red with hate. He noticed a small frightened Avis shaking in front of him. He raised his foot, then drove it upon the tiny creature, grinding it from existence with no more effort than it would've taken to kill an ant. Some stood before him with weapons, but, in every case, he destroyed them. With every kill, his power grew. Soon, he was filled with the dark energy, and needed to release it. He
Muse-Pets HB attemptAs I lie in my bed, contemplating my life, a thought struck me suddenly. I had never tried to make music before, nor had I ever been in a band! i figured that might be a good way to make friends, as a Heartbroken I had encountered had not seemed to like me. So, I set out. Soon after leaving, I heard a terrible ruckus nearby. As I passed, I saw a Chaos Ferret banging on some lids that looked like they were stolen from trash cans. He looked up, chittered a question, then went back to his "Music". I shrugged, then continued on. After recruiting some beginning musicians, and a couple of Muselings, We were ready. We started playing, but something seemed...off. our music was somewhat decent, but as I listened, I found what was missing. We had no drummer! Our music was missing a beat! As I noticed this fact, the music seemed to falter, then descend into chaos! Our audience, small as it was, started to disperse! As I struggled to play better, I heard a chitter by my feet. I looked down, still
Muse-pets OCCharacter Biography Sheet
By Drew2319 (Original base made by ~Racutio)
Name: Andrew (He has forgotten his surname)
Skin Tone: tan(ish)
Hair Color: Reddish-brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Appearance: Dresses in the customary gray, but has a dark black trim, contrary to popular fashion. He always has a hand near his knife, which he knows how to use very well. Hair is always messy, as he never cares for it.
Weapons/Equipment: A knife with both a bladed side, and a serrated side. A spike lies on its handle. Also carries a small backpack with him, holding useful objects.
Abilities/Powers: Gets along with Muselings better than the other races. Although thin, he can take a lot of pain.
Current Residence: Luloch
As a young boy, he always had trouble making friends. He gravitated more towards the Muselings around the area, and was interested in the sentient ones. He had some issues with anger, but ha