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located in Scarriden, a part of many of horror, one of the many universes on RPG.

Scarriden

Villains are not the most frightening thing in the shadows here.

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Character Portrait: Lucian Mitchell Character Portrait: Markus "Shadowfaux" Vasco Character Portrait: Erin Monaghan Character Portrait: MoH Posting Grounds
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LUCIAN MITCHELL
the villain - #40314a - outfit
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xxI can't save us, my Atlantis, we fall
xxWe built this town on shaky ground
xxI can't save us, my Atlantis, oh, no
xxWe built it up to pull it down

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Lucian had been drifting in and out of consciousness for days. Consciousness was a lose term for it, it was more a brief awareness of pain. He wasn't even ever really conscious enough to lament the fact he was still alive. But as time went on, he began to actually pull out of unconsciousness. The awareness of the pain just got worse and worse; and then, to really make things worse, he felt something cold and wet splashing across his face. It startled him into awareness. Awareness that he was blindfolded and his hearing was muffled. He could hear something, but it was muffled, as though they had ear muffs or something on him. He could make out that they were voices, but not what they were saying or even who they belonged to. He was tired, the exhaustion and pain weighing heavy on him, but the panic was clearer and sharper. He dug deep for his powers, but the pain and the exhaustion cut him off.

And then somebody pulled off his blindfold. He jerked his head up, taking in the scene in front of him. And then he realised what he was looking at. A figure in a mask. Ren. And a face he was sure that he was never going to see again. Markus. Markus was there. He was alive. "Markus?" Lucian managed to say, even if he couldn't hear himself say it. Markus was talking, but he still couldn't hear him. He hadn't been intentionally deafened.

He looked back at Markus to say as much, and then he spotted Markus' eyes, how they were unfocused and almost glazed. He hadn't escaped unscathed either. How the hell could they manage? If Markus' sight was affected and Luc's hearing was damaged... how could they manage? How the hell could they stay moving forward after everything? How could they do this? But he couldn't get a word in, to say that he couldn't hear them. And then the masked figure pulled their mask off, and Lucian forgot all about trying to say anything. Because it was Erin. Erin was alive too. "Erin?" He managed to say. She was alive. How the hell was she alive? Had he abandoned her too early? Is that why her face was lacking the familiar warmth? Was she angry? Was she hurt? Had he hurt her?

And then he realised that they were looking at him. Markus was holding out something to him and asking him a question. "I... I can't hear you," he said, his voice cracking and a lump in his throat so big that it was painful and felt like it was threatening to suffocate him. "I can't hear anything you're saying. But I'm so sorry for leaving you," he said, his voice finally breaking. Standing up was painful, but he didn't care. He rested his hands on Markus' shoulders before pulling him into a hug. "I'm so sorry," he said. "And Erin... I didn't want to leave you," he said, wiping his face. "I had to save the kids... just like you told me. I had to get them out of there. But they're safe, I promise they're safe, I know that doesn't fix things but... they're safe," he said. It was the strangest feeling, speaking and not being able to hear himself speak, but he had so much to say while he could. Despite the pain coursing through his body, he still couldn't help but feel like this was some strange dream, something where he'd pass out again and the whole thing would be gone, back into the shadows of his mind. He realised then what Markus had been holding out to him; his mask. He took it and stared at it. Was he even that person any more?