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« The human condition is that they are blind, deaf, and dumb by choice. They put so much effort into ignoring the existences of others that their own lives become an invisible, transient thing, consumed by loneliness in the worlds they've built around themselves. »

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Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ ◆ Soramaru Kumo ❘ Pᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴇᴅ Bʏ ◇ X-Ray

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⌊Dismas Pettigrew⌉
⌊Dee • mus ❘ sunset; thief⌉
⌊Pet • tih • grew ❘ small; growth⌉

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⌊Tricks | A name used almost strictly by himself in the third-person. Whenever he's feeling confident, or if he wants to subtly brag about something he's accomplished, it's common for him to say something along of the lines of "Trick's got tricks."⌉

⌊Doll | This name is used endearingly by those closest to him. He may also use it for others, which is where others probably picked it up from, relating the nickname to him.⌉

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⌊Male⌉

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⌊Clematis ● Original Seed ● Ingenuity⌉

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⌊The Thief⌉

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⌊Pansexual⌉

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⌊French | Arabic | Japanese⌉

"Humans are born a blank slate, a clean, white canvas for the world to paint their views on. By the time we reach a certain age, we are no longer ourselves, no longer a pure individual being, but a variety of interests and personalities and thoughts all meshed together to form one, unique person. Trust me when I say that this is a good thing."

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⌊5'9" | 130lbs⌉

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⌊Ebony. Dismas's hair is a perfect shade of black with no other shades in-between, none darker, none lighter. It reflects poorly against sunlight, taking on the voidish appearance of a color without the ability to accept light at all. There is, however, a single red stain on the very tip of a few strands that fall over his forehead, collecting in his bangs. Since he never noticed its existence before, he can't help but wonder if it appeared when he swallowed the seed. His hair falls as a thick mess, sometimes in one direction, sometimes in another, with no particular style to it other than the one he wakes up with each morning. The most he bothers doing with it is running his fingers through the locks to untangle any knots.⌉

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⌊Just the same as his hair, Dismas's eyes are a shallow charcoal. They seem to avoid the reflection of light, even when under the rays of the simmering Sun. However, they hold the most of his emotions, if only one could be lucky enough to look deeply into them. (This is something he rarely allows, since he seems surprisingly self-conscious about the shades of his eyes). Even while his expression may hold false feelings, his eyes always hold the truth.⌉

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⌊Dismas has what most might call a lightly tanned, or olive, skin tone.⌉

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⌊The roots growing within him have taking a more downward course, traveling and appearing most blatantly down the sides of his ribs, taking cover in between each individual bone. The highest they have spread is just under his collar bone; the lowest they have spread is under his ribs, hugging him from the front to the back like a monstrous tree holding him tight in its threatening grip. The clematis flower hasn't entirely grown in yet, but the impression of it is there. Aside from these detrimental markings, he does happen to have a plethora of scars throughout various locations on his body, some nastier than others.⌉

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§ Flirtatious § Theatrical § Sociable § Introspective § Impish § Pessimistic §

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❖ Role ↔ Name ↔ Age ↔ Status ❖
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So begins...

Dismas Pettigrew's Story

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#2015-03-08 23:16:42, as written by Sigma

Thwack. Thwack. Violet couldn't help but feel annoyed by the unnecessary sounds of large thorny vines being cut and the trudging of the few people behind her. Normally this trip through the woods would be quieter and more speedy, but for the sake of the others following her who might not have had the same training as her, she had to go along at their pace. The exodus from the castle was, in and of itself, crudely executed. One could not have accounted for circumstances such as the abilities of those trapped within. Not to mention the lack of people skills that Violet had already been lacking in. Yet, even if the castle is on a high alert, Violet did her task and got the designated four out of there.

However, once the group had entered the weald, she focussed herself on getting to the rendezvous point, rarely checking behind her back to see if the others were keeping pace. She made it as simple to follow her as she could; she cut both her pace and any protruding thorns in half, allowing the others a slightly simpler path to follow. Soon enough, after an elongated walk through the forest, making occasional off-course movements in the case they were being followed, Violet and her group arrived at the meeting point.

It was a small clearing within the grove, the canopy above breaking to allow just enough sunlight inside. Violet raised her arm, gesturing for the people following her to go on in. She, herself, walked straight into the grove and took a seat right in the middle. She watched as the rest filed in, going to their own areas. "We still have to wait for another group of people to arrive, so for the time being you are allowed to go about doing your own thing." She said to the rest, "Though, I don't recommend wandering off. If you get lost, which you will, I am not coming to find you. Furthermore, if you try to harm myself or anyone else here I will personally end the problem." She added, tapping the sheath on her thigh that held one of her katars. It was the first time she spoke to them since getting out of the castle, which even then was not very informative. Violet glanced at each of them in turn before leaning back against the grass. "You may address me as Argo if you wish. Also, you may ask any question to which I will provide an answer if I wish." Violet reached into the pocket of her leather jacket and pulled out a small book, holding it open. "Wonder if everything went okay on the other's end." She thought to herself.

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#2015-03-11 01:20:28, as written by Arrow-

Luxia truly had no clue as to what was going on. Of course, as a woman of high intellect, she could piece it together quite well, but no matter how hard she tried, there was still ever-growing gaps in the information. She assumed it began with the growth of the thorny tattoo-like scars that had began growing on her body as of late. Luxia remembered being out in the rain one night, enjoying the mist that the sky had so beautifully cast down on them, and the next morning waking in pain. When she had looked in the mirror she had instantly noticed what was wrong. Spiralling out from the spot in which her heart rested, were the thorny marks. They slowly grew, and over a few days they had swirled down her abdomen and began to just kiss the fair skin of her shoulders. Luckily, she had been able to keep them well covered, but she supposed not well enough.

As though it was a normal day, she had been brought to the palace, but this time it was not for her tantalizing dancing and mellifluous voice. No, this instead was for another reason unbeknownst to her. She hadn't been the only one taken though, in the room she had been sent, she had seen another woman and three males, one of which she recognized well. Luxia hadn’t the opportunity to talk to them, as the commotion kept her quietly observing in the background, trying to sort what was happening. This was until a woman with light lilac coloured hair decided to so eloquently initiate their liberation from the castle.

At first, with not much to go on, Luxia hadn’t known whether to trust the woman and follow her out, but one faced with impending doom and death usually flees as soon as possible. She had followed behind the group quickly, yet silently, and she wasn't sure if any of them really noticed her as she trapezed over branches and vines.

Now, they had finally reached their destination, that seemed like just a normal clearing, but she was sure that wasn’t all, otherwise they wouldn’t be stopping there. She watched as Felix, her friend who had yet to notice her, waltzed right up to the woman now known as “Argo” and began his usual sarcastic banter, and while others may find it quite obnoxious, she was used to his attitude. She padded up behind him, quiet as always, waiting for the woman's response. Luxia herself had question to be asked, but she would wait.

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