The Wanderer

Demons within

I wasn't sure, but I assume that Nightmares also affects the person hosting her?

Demons within

Being alone in his own head was a distant dream. Possibly the last one that Conrad had ever had. Even being awake couldn’t keep the nightmares at bay. One day he had awaken to find himself in a world much more frightening than the one he had gone to sleep in. And then there was her. Conrad had confined himself to his apartment less than twenty four hours later- to protect his loved ones as much as himself. Being alone was terrifying, but at least it didn’t project those horrors onto those around him. The email reached him just a step ahead of insanity. A whisper to a lost soul. Could it be a trap? Well sure it could be, the devil woman in his head probably would love to torture him... But it wasn’t her style. He had only one choice, and that was to investigate... Which brought him to where he was.

Conrad stepped slowly out of the cab and raised the sleeping mask that had been covering his eyes for the last few hours. He didn’t have much on him, just his backpack. Jammed into it were two changes of clothing, his laptop, and some smaller items. That... And a metal baseball bat he was carrying around. Nightmares weren’t as bad when you had something to swing at them with... Normally.

“Am I late to the party?” Besides the sleeping mask, he was pretty much thrown together. Running shoes, jeans, brown leather belt, a white T, and a blue sports hoodie, all messily arranged on his body. In his ears were earbuds playing music loud enough to carry to those around him. There was an explanation of course. Under normal circumstances he would have come dressed neatly, put together. His current dress was the most he could do. The sleeping mask was to keep his eyes covered when possible... So he didn’t have to see... and the music so he didn’t have to hear.

Demons within

Well... I am still here. Soo..

Camp Corona

Still open, I hope?

Becoming a God

Daniel Striden - God of Honor and Loyalty

LokiLeo789 said
"The best I could do is wield some steel to the knuckles and kind of make some gauntlets, if that ok, but that's the best I can to for you, right know at least", Caspian replied.

The new woman joined the conversation quickly, berating Caspian before turning to exchange words with the snake guy. Forward... and scary. The people here didn't seem all that agreeable or friendly. It was going to be hard to play the friendly game. Daniel edged away from the others, looking back at Caspian. "Don't bother with the welding, I'll be grateful just for the knuckles." He shrugged. "Need help carrying things to the cars?"

Demons within

We need.... a promotional campaign!

Becoming a God

I volunteer as poster! ... in the next few hours.

Becoming a God

LokiLeo789 said
"That's nice, don't care much, probably another syco, as for suggestions I have nothing but iron plated silver brass knuckles, if your in to these, just be careful of the police and you'll be fine", Caspian replied.

"Right." Daniel thought for a moment, flexing his hand. "Do you have anything that could armor my arms a bit more as well? I noticed that some are wielding.. ah... bladed weapons. Maybe a set of braces that can take a good blow?" He grimaced at the thought of fighting, but that could very well be what it came down to. Where were the others anyway?

Demons within

Name: Conrad Kelsiven
Age: 19
Appearance:

Personality: Joking, and generally the ‘tough guy’ of a group, Conrad stood out mainly for his self confidence and ability to get things done. Generally considered a natural leader type, though he often offset that with his pranks and non-serious nature. It took dramatic situations to get him to keep a straight face- and even a pun would come out every once in a while. Getting to know him can be as easy as walking up to him.

And then came the demon.
Bio: Conrad enjoyed athletics, specifically cross country and boxing. Besides that, his best subjects were AP language and physics. Analytic thinking just clicks in his head. He is an Eagle Scout as well, despite his deficiency in knot tying. (Which taught him a lot about leadership... Becoming and Eagle Scout, not knot tying.) His failings were generally in math and history. History because he just hated it. Math because he normally fell asleep in it.
Demon: Nightmares

Becoming a God

Wow. It can take me a week to get down just two strike patterns. That sounds like a nightmare.