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The Traveller's Return

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Saarebas said
How has everyone else's day been?

Pretty good, very tiring

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Mystique frowned. She wanted her Illusions back, but she wanted to keep her animals, as well. She remembered her mother teaching her Illusion magic. She didn't want all that work to go to waste. "I want to..." she paused for a moment. "Get my Illusions back."

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Three years in the future

Three years in the future. Mystique was still herself, with her six year old personality, but she was now 193 years old. She had mastered her power of beast taming, and now had a Griffin. She'd gotten used to not having power over Illusions. She was flying on her Griffin, when she felt a sense of energy extremely strong. It was the curse, it was almost dead, and soon she'd be able to use Illusions again! Her eyes grew wide and she gasped. She ordered her Griffin to go to Nyx. "Nyx, Nyx!" she shouted. "The curse is dying!"

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She arrived in the forest and found all sorts of things, but nothing was good enough. She was walking, when she saw a panther. It was climbing through the trees, pouncing on little creatures. Mystique ran to it, and waved her hand in front of it's eyes. It's eyes glazed over, and it fell to the floor. she canted a few words, and it stopped glazing and awoke, going up to her and rubbing against her. "Yay! I got a kitty!" she hopped on it's back, and it started running towards her house. "I'm gonna name you Mr. Whiskers." They arrived at the house, and Mystique hopped onto her bed, her panther crawling up with her. "Night night." she said, and she fell asleep.

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CallaLily180 said
Why would she do that eh?

she's got the personality of a six year old and she's mischievous

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"I hope so." she stood up. "I'm gonna go test my power." she waked over to the woods, full of animals able to be tamed.

Tortured for Eternity

Satan was walking around Hell, looking at the people being tortured. He checked today's schedule. In the morning they would be chased by giant fire ants, the evening they'd be put in the Iron Bull, and at night they'd do the nightly lava pits. For now, it was time for food break. You see, here in Hell, they followed a specific schedule of torture. During the morning, always something imaginative, the evening is some sort of medieval torture device, and at night, always the lava pits. The lava pits are pits of lava, and if you try to get out of the pits, a demon will stab you with a pitchfork to push you back in. During lunch, there's special spike food that when you eat it, causing intense pain to your insides, but if you don't eat it, during the torture, it hurts twice as much. When the lava pits time is finished, and it's not morning yet, you go to bed on a bed made of spikes, and your dreams are intense nightmares that you wouldn't believe. At random, some unlucky residents of Hell, instead of going to the torture chambers, for one day, are given to Satan to be dropped off a cliff and into jagged spikes of pain. Satan sighed. Hell truly was a great place! He sat on his throne of fire and layed back, dropping some residents off the cliff.

Tortured for Eternity

Since it's going slow, I think I'm just gonna start the IC

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She's old. Mystique is gonna ride her tail when she finds out how old she is :D