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Creepypasta roleplay (Reboot) What is god to a nonbeliever... who doesn't believe in anything...

####Age: ?? appears to be 18 but her real age is unknown. ####Skills/powers: -Collecting souls in half hearts that are strung on a necklace that she is never seen without. - Using one of these souls to revive her own life, giving her a seem to be infinite life.She appear 16 because of the souls on her necklace. ####Biography: You wouldn't know. If someone, somewhere collected your soul, from your decaying corpse after you died. You wouldn't know that your soul would serve as a extra life for a girl, who's lived forever. You wouldn't know. "..." Shards wandered around the barren wasteland. Her breathing light as she wandered around. Stopping now and then, leaning over a body collecting their life. She was kind to those who were worthy, the others she let stay in their decaying bodies, to be lost forever. She wasn't employed by the higher forces. No... she worked by herself. People were fighting a few roads ahead, fighting fighting, she loved the friends that came from fighting. These two were different. Many people died during this fight, people she never saw while they were alive. She of course wasn't noticed until the fight was over. The 'thing' was staring at the only other person in the town. He never tried to kill her, as if he could tell it wouldn't work. He had tried before. She smiled, laughing at the sight. He stared at her harder, as if to wonder how she could still be alive. As if she had never fell to ground dead. Her hair was different, her eyes a different color. But he could tell it was the same soul. The necklace around her neck, the jar in her hand. All too similar too... her. "The little f***ing wench." "... Took you long enough to notice, need to work on that." She said to him still laughing. She knew it to be the thing, the thing who killed mostly all of the people here. " I'm suprised you're still here. Your friend there, he didn't seem to like you that much did he... I wonder why" She walked closer to him. Her finger tapping on the jar. "So Little B***H what brings you out of the neck of the woods perhaps you finally know that I might of discovered your secret." She walked closer. " If you did you would have already killed me. Wouldn't you have?" She kept tapping on the jar, the clicking sound of her nail against glass the only thing to be heard inbetween their short bursts of speech. " Or do you have something better to do?" The demon barreled his fist into shards face "well Actually i do" zalgo began his ancient mind formulating a escape attempt so he could reap a new world of its life " Well that wasn't very nice was it" She said his fist leaving a red mark on her cheak but she kept up her act. " What's better than talking to an old friend?" "We are not friends girl. Don't even try to elevate yourself to that standard". He paused he needed someone on the other side... "Say how about I cut you a deal you can't refuse (because if you do i will not tire in hunting your for the rest of eternity)" " What's this deal you talk of and what do I get out of it?" She said tapping the jar. Her cheek turning back to a normal color. "You get something out of it. Well what do you require because I can promise you it in the hundreds" The demonic individual said with a sneer. " I require choices in my deals. Choices, choice choices. " She said the tapping slowly speeding up. " What is the thing you can't do yourself." He growled once again, " I want you to follow that Asshole I was just fighting with and get him to say my bloody name." "And what would getting this dude to say your name do exactly?" She asked him, she wouldn't accept the deal without answers. "how about tearing a hole in the fabric of space and mind. so much so I can purge myself into the next reality to reinacte my distruction upon the oblivious masses" " So your stuck here, is that right?" She laughed again. " How is the big bad Zalgy trapped here? Also why would I want to free you, it's a win lose situation either way." "Not stuck here just on this plane of existence. That's you. You stupid cow are on as well So what's stopping me from keeping you trapped here as well. You may not die but you still have a soul. Unlike that bastard." " A soul I have more than just one. Are you sure you could trap me here? " She said that with the evil smile on her face. " What's stopping you from 'killling' me, You thinking before acting Zagy." "I could impale you and forcefully keep you alive and what's this business about souls something about your lifeforce?" Zalgo said as his mind begun drifting to more blood soaked and forbidden ideas. " Nothing you need to know about right now." She kept tapping the empty jar the pace making suble backround noise. "okay wench I'll cut you a deal I'll leave you alive, and maybe someone of your choice Depending on who it is and you get me out of this fucking shithole, so I can start bashing some fucking heads together to have some fun. Is that to hard bitch?" " Much better Zalgy, that's a much better deal. But the only way for me to follow him is for me to 'die' is a sort of sense. " She kept tapping on the jar. "What do you mean. you frickin kids with all your heads thinking you know everything No you don't I'm a fucking eldar god for fuck sake. So listen to me. You don't have to die. You just have to forget..." (and maybe if she forgets enouth i can fucking eat her.) " Sorry the best way for me to travel is to die, what you scared for me. I've been alive for centuries, I've done it before." "Do you want to die the easy way or the painful way Wench?" "What pain, the bliss that comes from death? I would rather die than suffer. " She took out a knife blade from her boot. "go on slit your throat" He said his eyes lit up with bloodthirst " Slitting a throat never works." She threw the knife it landing behind him. In one swift movement she snapped her own neck, colapsing to the ground. "Treacherous bitch " The demonic figure said as he turned ... He was gonna figure out how to kill an immortal... As she lay there crumpled, her body soon started to fade. "now Fuck off Hopefully you'll succed but if you die I still win something"... The demonic indidvidual said as his eyes turned at to stare at the fading corpse. Soon there was nothing left of her body, but the empty jar and her necklace, but soon those too begain to sliently fade away. While in the new world a girl no one has ever seen walked out from behind a truck, with short brown hair and a strange necklace, with a jar in her hand. Personality (can be hidden until the roleplay begins): Psychotic, Creepy, Overall strange,She may have connections to Zalgo, but these aren't shown in her for any reason. ####Theme song (optional): If anyone else knows a creepy song. ####Other: Zalgo he comes...