Well if Scorn's partner doesn't return I can switch her back to her main role which has always been more of an antagonist role along with making something more attuned with the abilities I normally have her with. It's always fun to play a bad guy.
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He was on his way home. A party for a fellow friend to commemorate the union with his beloved. A trip that should of been without trouble. The night was clear, and a cool breeze drifted across the moor. Yet he couldn't help but feel something was off, that there was something not quite right. How that night would change his life for eternity.
The attack was sudden a swift. He had been walking when he felt the air blown out of him, falling to the ground. Before he could register what had happened or get his breath back, he heard the sound of bone cracking next to his ear and pain envelope his mind. He barely saw the yellow tinted eye in his peripheral vision but knew at the time well enough it was canine. He used his other arm to grab the creature's muzzle the best he could and crush it, to make it let go if it wanted to breath. He was surprised it worked but had to be quick as the creature rushed him again. He felt its claws dig into his flesh as he wrestled it off of him, using all his strength to get it off.
He knew he couldn't keep doing this, he had to run, had to find someplace that could give aid. He ran as fast as he could with his wounds unsure how he would die. From the blood loss or the creature tearing his organs out while he still drew breath. He saw a light in the distance and ran towards that, praying he could make it. He could hear the beast chasing him down, closer and closer it got, safety only a mere few feet in sight when the world went dark...
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Tholo woke suddenly in a cold sweat, unsure where he was. It took himself a brief few moments before he realized it was his house. He didn't remember himself walking home, but there he was on the floor of his home. He groaned standing up wondering why now had the nightmare returned?
He never knew who turned him, a question that he buried in his past, eventually forgetting any attempt to seek out the wretched beast that had turned him. He accepted what he was now but the first few months if not years, he was terrified of himself, hated what he became and even attempted to kill himself. He had never had a choice of being what he was, only that it had happened and was stuck with the consequences. He really wasn't sure what he would do to the one who turned him if he saw them. Kill them for taking his old life away or embrace them for giving him a new one. More then likely he would not care, ignore them, by now they would be nothing but a long lost memory that was dragging up old wounds that were left best to be forgotten.
He walked over to the table where he had seemingly dropped his wallet and phone before collapsing into slumber. Once again he checked the phone for any return message from Trixy, still feeling that something wasn't entirely right where ever she was. Not just because of Trixy's sudden silence but another feeling, as if something had been cut within him, not painfully but just that as if an old tie that he had once had was now gone but why he had no idea.
The attack was sudden a swift. He had been walking when he felt the air blown out of him, falling to the ground. Before he could register what had happened or get his breath back, he heard the sound of bone cracking next to his ear and pain envelope his mind. He barely saw the yellow tinted eye in his peripheral vision but knew at the time well enough it was canine. He used his other arm to grab the creature's muzzle the best he could and crush it, to make it let go if it wanted to breath. He was surprised it worked but had to be quick as the creature rushed him again. He felt its claws dig into his flesh as he wrestled it off of him, using all his strength to get it off.
He knew he couldn't keep doing this, he had to run, had to find someplace that could give aid. He ran as fast as he could with his wounds unsure how he would die. From the blood loss or the creature tearing his organs out while he still drew breath. He saw a light in the distance and ran towards that, praying he could make it. He could hear the beast chasing him down, closer and closer it got, safety only a mere few feet in sight when the world went dark...
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Tholo woke suddenly in a cold sweat, unsure where he was. It took himself a brief few moments before he realized it was his house. He didn't remember himself walking home, but there he was on the floor of his home. He groaned standing up wondering why now had the nightmare returned?
He never knew who turned him, a question that he buried in his past, eventually forgetting any attempt to seek out the wretched beast that had turned him. He accepted what he was now but the first few months if not years, he was terrified of himself, hated what he became and even attempted to kill himself. He had never had a choice of being what he was, only that it had happened and was stuck with the consequences. He really wasn't sure what he would do to the one who turned him if he saw them. Kill them for taking his old life away or embrace them for giving him a new one. More then likely he would not care, ignore them, by now they would be nothing but a long lost memory that was dragging up old wounds that were left best to be forgotten.
He walked over to the table where he had seemingly dropped his wallet and phone before collapsing into slumber. Once again he checked the phone for any return message from Trixy, still feeling that something wasn't entirely right where ever she was. Not just because of Trixy's sudden silence but another feeling, as if something had been cut within him, not painfully but just that as if an old tie that he had once had was now gone but why he had no idea.
Yeah working on something just thought I'd say. Maybe just do a flashback moment of something with THolo, not sure.
Well many posts while I was out of it for a day, I'll play catch up tomorrow and see if I can work on something so someone might have a run in with Tholo. Probably even Scorn since she is back with a new partner.
Oh and awh, just when things seem to working out so well with Tholo and Trixy.
@Silent Observer what's with the evil laughter? ..... Silent don't you fucking dare. I will drop you. >:(
Well to be fair it's small dogs, I would hardly call a wolf small.
My interest is peaked. I have a villian character I do enjoy using and she needs to have some fun.
Well posted, not as long as I thought but Tholo is back in other people's territory if people want to interact with him.
Tholo awoke early the next morning, the sun barely peaking over the mountains. out of habit to see the time he grabbed his phone. As he unlocked it he saw he had a message from Trixy. He gave a chuckle at her response at his sappy reply to the message during the night.
You have the moon beat in paleness.
He got out of bed and freshened up as well as gathering what little he had brought. With the trip being a last minute decision he had brought little with him and his return flight was in a few hours. He had little time to enjoy the scenery as he left the room, the only sound in the air being birds awakening from their nests. He was gone before anyone else was awake, leaving only a simple thank you note for Bran to find for helping him in his dilemma.
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He was back home now, after the tedious several hour flight. He was back walking around the city. He had only briefly visited home to drop whatever little he had brought with him to his trip to Montana but decided to head off to a bar to enjoy some alone time with himself, having nothing better to do. He checked his phone to see if Trixy had responded back but yet again was only greeted with nothing new. Something felt off but he passed it off as just slight paranoia. Trixy could take care of herself if she was in some form of trouble. In the mean time he took to listening to gossip around the bar.
The one he visited was primarily a spot for weres that gathered coming in different shapes and forms. While there was a small pack in the area, they let him be since he had lived there longer then their pack had along with partially fearing he might attack them if they pushed him to leave. He promised Bran he would keep his ear to the floor for any information on that rogue wolf that he had his son trying to track down. While it was unlikely he was heading Tholo's way, it was better to be safe then sorry.
You have the moon beat in paleness.
He got out of bed and freshened up as well as gathering what little he had brought. With the trip being a last minute decision he had brought little with him and his return flight was in a few hours. He had little time to enjoy the scenery as he left the room, the only sound in the air being birds awakening from their nests. He was gone before anyone else was awake, leaving only a simple thank you note for Bran to find for helping him in his dilemma.
-----------<Several Hours Later>-----------------
He was back home now, after the tedious several hour flight. He was back walking around the city. He had only briefly visited home to drop whatever little he had brought with him to his trip to Montana but decided to head off to a bar to enjoy some alone time with himself, having nothing better to do. He checked his phone to see if Trixy had responded back but yet again was only greeted with nothing new. Something felt off but he passed it off as just slight paranoia. Trixy could take care of herself if she was in some form of trouble. In the mean time he took to listening to gossip around the bar.
The one he visited was primarily a spot for weres that gathered coming in different shapes and forms. While there was a small pack in the area, they let him be since he had lived there longer then their pack had along with partially fearing he might attack them if they pushed him to leave. He promised Bran he would keep his ear to the floor for any information on that rogue wolf that he had his son trying to track down. While it was unlikely he was heading Tholo's way, it was better to be safe then sorry.
Oh don't forget Scorn. I meant in my post that she's open once again. She was paired but the person who she was paired with hasn't been on for several months at this point.
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