[center][h2][b][i]ThE ClaSHing that Rent The Twelfth Aisle; The DiscORD Gone From the Side without EdGEs; UnFELT By The Kids, Gotten, Begoaten, Getted, Without G3T; fATHer of the LAST Primal[sub][sup]e[/sup][/sub]; HE whO WaLKs wITHout LEGS--THAT MARCHETH to the ENDTIMES.[/i][/b][/h2]
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[hider=_][b]Name:[/b] [sup][sup][sup][sup][h1][color=#2E2C2C]_____[/color]KILL[sup]joy[/sup][/h1][/sup][/sup][/sup][/sup][b]Age:[/b] Middled-old-age, timeless, without time. That which treads upon TERROR and laughs.
[b]Appearance:[/b] HE whO WalkS wITHout LEGS--THAT MARCHETH to the ENDTIMES--appears as all truly joy inducing things do, shining and glimMEring with a light most ungotten. If you have seen him, yOU WOULD KNOw.

[quote=Dr. Sean Mcaffrudley][i]"Truly, I remember the first time I led eyes upon KILL[sup][sub]joy[/sub][/sup]'s JOYOUS countenance. I found that I could no longer experience fear, and instead was bombarded by HIS--oh joyous be his form--nonthrdeatineng crupuscules, my body rippedc to shreDds in a single instant so ecstatic ND FULl to BRISTing that even as my consciousness briefly WInked out, I found that I had to record the moment in this quote, for you, before you go…[b][color=black]B͓̱ͧ̾͝Ę̈́̾ͫF̭͈͉̗̎͊O̫̪̱̫͎̗̻͑̇͗̈̓Ṝ̤̲͚̤̫͐̽̌̀͟ͅẺ̶̳͑̐ ̙͓͑ͧ͛ͧ̽Y̷̘̟͙̏̉ͪO̎͆̓͒̀Ư͚̟̹͙͔̿̈́͛,̈́͠ ̵̙̫̱͙̀ͩ̉ͦ̉̑̒E̛͇͓̲͈͒̾̋̄̚N̪̯̼̩̤̬̩̐͑̐̽̂͘Ṱ͍ͪ͌̇ͥ̌̇R̵ͭ͛͂̄̂ͧË̬Ț̻̤͎̤͙̆̊̒͐H̡̖̱̦̖̣̭̣̓̓̾ ̜͓͎͍͎̩̤T̲͕͉̩͎͈̱ͤ͋ͬH̢̻͇͈̝̝̤̑̓̚E̖͍̮̩̞ͭ ̺̭̠͇͉̑V̦̰̯̺͎̆͗͒Ŏ͔̣͉̜͉ͅI̛̓̔̅D̴͐̑ͯ̄͂Ẽ̱̗̘̝̼̭̌̈̃̓D̮̰̆ͣͥ̿ͩ͝ ̘̣̦̣̙͉̊̒͆̎̓ͣͧ͟ͅF̨̞̥̖͍̩̤̔ͣ͋ͥI̗̝ͅL̲͚̯̪͕̼̠̀uD͔̦̫̙̘̭̽̍ͯͣ̂ͥ̑͡N̘̣̞͚̪̲͈͋͊ͣE̲͙̗͕͘ͅS͖̹͘Sͩ̆͊͗ͥ̈̄͏̼̣̩͔̘ ̩̱̫̲͙̭͔͒̒͜O̘̲ͮͭ͗̋̀̇ͫF̬͈̳̳ͧ ̶͚̙ͦͨ̽ͪ̀ͫ͊H͚͕̝͍̾̀I͈̾S̸̿ ͈͔̈́̈́ͥË̟ͭ̔͟N̖̻͖̼͒ͤ̿͊ͧ͡ͅD͎̹͓̍̓͋̎̏͌̊ḷ̖̻e̷̪̳͖̖͕̪̲̐s̴̫̩̱̓͊̚š͘ ̴̖̬͊̃͛̔͋̃̐H̳̗̜͈͔Ù̱̹̼̦͐ͨ̇ͧ͂͠N̡̻̳̺̺̹̻͙͂ͭͨ̿͌G̝̣̹̻͖ͤͦͤE̩̱͈ͩ̚͞R̩̪̩̳̣̿ͬ͝i̠̪͜n̜ͤͤ͐̃g͈͖̙̖͙̟ͯͦͯ ̴̥͈͖̥̭̙̪̈́̀ͥM̺̲A͂̍̓̊ͥ́̚W̸̔ͫ̽ͧͤE̵̒̓.̣̬͎̦̑ͤͭͅ[/color][/b][/i][/quote]


[quote=██████████████][i]“They told me that once he had taken you into himself--no, once he had rent you cell from cell--that you would know JOY everlasting within him.

But it’;s aͨ̔       [color=orange][b]l̥̗̬̫̫̪͐ͤ͠i̧̖̎̆̔ͮ̇ͅeͣ̌̒̋͊͏͕̱͔̗̥̜[/b][/color]. They[color=black] ͨ̔l̥̗̬̫̫̪͐ͤ͠i̧̖̎̆̔ͮ̇ͅeͣ̌̒̋͊͏͕̱͔̗̥̜d[/color] to me. THIS ISN’T [color=black]J̛͘҉̢͔̘͖̖͚̖̗̦͎̮̱̣̱͎̺̜͢Ǫ̸̹͍̗͙̗̪͈͖́͘ͅY̵̸̡̭͇̺̖͎͔͜ͅ[/color],.it’s [u][color=black][b]Ȩ̛͍̤͈͉̭̼̹͒̅ͩ͑̾ͤ̑͗́C̵̯͍̝̖͉̱͋͑̑ͭ̄̇̽͒̌̄ͦ̿ͩͩͪ̇̑͜͠Ḩ̢̪̻͚͎̝̞̝̪͑ͥ̈́̂ͪͦͫͨ͒͋̓ͤ͢͡Ş̠̻͖͔̟̟͍͔̰̦̤̥̤͉̩͇̳͖̓̾͗͆̉͊Ṱ̢͖̣̩̖͖͍̖͎͈̞͕͎͎̀ͪ͆ͪͯ̌̈̾ͧ͛̐̄͛̓̐̆͘͠͝͠ͅͅͅͅA̵̛͙̯̥̟̭̩̘ͣ̈̑͌͗̒̆͐ͦͪ͐̎̂̕͡C̬̱͚͉̘̯̖̟ͫ͑̃͑́̓ͥ̂͡ͅͅC͓͓͇͓͉̘̣̹̤ͨ̅͒ͪͬ̅̔̆̋́Y̵̴̨̺̩̳̜̥̱͂̒̋ͩ̆ͭ͒ͣͬ̀͝Y̶̡̜͍̘͍͎̪͚̦ͩ́̽̑̊̉̚̕͘Y̸̡̢̠͇͉̻̥͓͂̈̆ͬͬ̈̔̾ͥ͛̑ͣ̔ͭ̀ͫ̄̀͋̀́Ŷ̷̸̰̻̲̟͚̩̊ͦ̓̕̕Y̷̷͍̙̦̦͇͙͉̣̠͈̥̣̳͎̠̝͆̅̊́̽̓̒̈́̒̐̋̀͛ͅ[/b][/color][/u]. Please! Join me. Join us. Join ther throng that lies within his ”[color=black]█͈̣̙͔͚̙̼̠̣̳̬̈ͯ̒̇͐̎̋█̝͖̺̖͍̹̲̙̘̓̌̿̀̅͊ͦ̉█̲̠̟͈̗͚͙̣̩̜̠̠͎̦̥͎͐ͬ͆ͭ͐̔̓̄͋͗͌̈ͅ█̯̺̯̖̓̆̓̿͊̋͊́█͈̠͚ͬͤͩͪ͋ͣ̎̚█̝̲̘̭͈͓̬̝̪̗͈̐ͪͪ̊̔̈́̾́ͭ̌ͬ̈́͌ͮ͒[/color]. You can be HAppY here, I SWEAR BY MY MOTHER, MY FATHER, THE KIDS THAT HAVE BEEN GOTTEN, AND EVERYTHING ELSE. I’ll give you anything you want...[sub][sup]READER[/sup][/sub]. [/i][/quote]
Truly, KILLroy is a being most [color=#2E2C2C]terrible[/color] who should be exalted and worshiped. While he desires, nor possesse even a single leg, he does have hands [color=#2E2C2C]many hands[/color] and they are harmless and gentle, even when tearing you apart as he expresses the eccc-CC-Cc-stacy of his magestic [color=#2E2C2C]AND TERRIBLE[/color] presence.

[b]Biography:[/b] [quote=Narrator #██][i]Long, long ago. So long that not even the CHILD-entityies remember, there was a presence unfelt; a form, unseen; a smell, without appreciators. It was known, but could not be dwelled upon, by whim or intention, and its only physical presence was that which could be used to hold or rend others--a binding so untenable that only when i t was too-late did the CHILDBEINGS turn to it to cast the INFERNAL a withinto the Chamber of the Prodigal sun and TRAPPeth him there. As, afterall, in using it, they gave possibility to the frunging, the ungettenGOT(whun)unging, of he who can onyl be knownl as KILLjoy. 

In the L0NG SLEeeEP that precluded the G3TTTENING--inflicted upon the CHILDBEINGS AND the Pillars of Color--they dreamt and in those dreams there was something far more FORkidDEN than even the desires and machinations of the INFERNAL ONE. In those dreasm--neigh--nightm8res, they witenseedesd the FORCE unfungal, the MIND unbenttteded; the SACRIFICAIL CALFFEINATED: KILLro--KILLjoyt--KILLjoy.

It was not the unenforced--enforcitude--enforced sleep that kept THE INFERNAL CHILDBEING in check, it was the PR3SENCE of thAT WHIch coULD not be JOYLESS=:;:KILLjoy. Alas, when the INFERNAL CHILDBEING, his siblings, and their children aWOKE and it was YEARS in mortal time before they  ahd their wits about them enough to do BADTLE once more.

Of course, more TERRORfying was the wave that travld through the matrixnodes of the transdimensionalunicore fabrical and TERROr matrices of existence. AFter all, they siglend the true awkening of HE WHO joy ABIDES.

KILLjoy.

He is here, and now, against us all--in hiding, without places to hide, outside KidD, UNgot3nn, and above(under) all…

[B]I̷̴̕͢͟N͢҉̵̡́É̵̴̶͡X̸̕͠S̡̢͟C̵҉̸A̢͏P̨͘͘͜À͘͟B̸̀L̴̴̶̕È̵[/b].[/i][/quote]
[b]Personality:[/b] [color=black]J̵͖̜̠̞̪̀O̴̸̢̗͚̘̺̪̱͍̮͍̟̥̻̝̤̖͠Y͢҉̴̰̙͎͙̣̘͓͙̮̤̥̹͍͔̤̖O̶̯̘̝̣̣͖̤̤͇̥͟Ù̢̨̘̰̦̞ͅͅŞ̵̺͎̟̞͇̭̬̤͚̜̝̪́͢[/color]. As an existent-being from a time before our that of the plAnesworlds, Killjoy's truest characteristics are undefinable beyond the single truth that defines himiit.

[b]Skills:[/b][h1][b][color=black][sub][sub][sub]J̧҉͠O̸͢͜͝Y̕͟[/sub][/sub][/sub]
[sup][sup][sup]J̛͜O͏͝Y̸͠҉[/sup][/sup][/sup][/color][/b][/h1][i][u]When you wake up in the morning, well rested, with no worries or stress, a loving family to look forwards to, and a job that fulfills you deeply and completely, you briefly feel the barest glimmer of this thing--theese ever soughten and sough upon feelings, that which is unattainable, THIS THAT, THESE are that which we refereth to as JOY. It is the truest expression of this, which KILLjoy, wields and is wolden by. From him exudes this maddening, suffocating essence, proliferating the prosperous sensation throughout. With this power, KILLjoy can ensconce, egress upon, and seduce even the strongest of hearts.[/u][/i]

[b]”From whenst I qwuoteth, from thoust there it will be(eth).”[/b]
[i][u]By the power of the words of others, HE WHO IS NAMED, WHO shAOden and who shouldn not have been (KILLjoy), he coerces and explains and exoniferates his presence upon others. With this strength he can insert even the most intricate and enrapt of words into their mind, propositioning and forcing the words within and outwithout his/her/xery mouthes.[/u][/i]

[b]teleKIDNesIS Ignoramy[/b]
[i][u]Via the power bEGoten of him and from out of the where within outst with herr dein ischt-heift KILLjoy can--and does--have the capability to lift, manipulate, and otherwise physically--metametamamorphocically, and mentallitilitittyily--control and warp all that which is KiDD. However, unlike most with teleKIDNesIS, KILLjoy was never introduced to--and will continue to ingore--the definition of KID and the relationed terms. As a result, his powers are capable of effecting every aspect of existence, including nosejobs and hanging hangnails the likes of which were never scene.[/u][/i]


[b]Items:[/b] Why item, when you can EATTHEM.[/hider]