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Name: ChrisNickname: Crook(ed), Fly, SocsOld Alias: FlySociety, ΓSIR_SocietyGender: MaleSexual Orientation: Heterosexual
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[CLOSED] The name given to the moon by those who use its light to fight. They are warriors who use darkness as their transportation, silence as their weapon, and your weakness is their strength. Some call them shadow demons, I call them NINJA.
In a world, nothing like you can imagine. It is up to Asher Faust and a rag tag band of heroes to save the world from certain doom. Shit is getting hot, can you take the heat -- Dare to find out?
Live in your world, Roleplay in mine... If I give you permission.
Will you do anything for love? Others would. Ya know its the grandest scheme of all... One could get whatever they desired: money, fame, sex, and even power... Nothing wrong with a little lying and scheming to get what ya want, right?
A Feudal Moon. The name given to the moon by those who use its light to fight. They are warriors who use darkness as their transportation, silence as their weapon, and your weakness is their strength. Some call them shadow demons, I call them NINJA.
You came to us. You volunteered. You said you'd do anything it takes to save lives. You're not a liar are you? This is it. Will you give yourself to this program?
In the future mankind is blinded by false utopia. In reality Humans are pets for their Machine Overlords and Mutants their slaves. But a rebellion is rising threatening to disrupt peace... or are they saints trying to save the world?
There's something dark in me and I hide it. I certainly don't talk about it... And when it's driving, I feel alive, half sick with the thrill of complete wrongness. I don't fight it, I don't want to. It's all I've got, this... Dark Passenger.
Ignorance is truly bliss.