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Rhamora has a minion!

Hour the Zeitpunk

Rhamora
Legacy Name: Rhamora

The

Common Experiment #1550
Owner:

topipers

Age: 10 years, 11 months, 1 week

Born: May 20th, 2013

Adopted: 9 years, 5 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: November 9th, 2014

Statistics

Level: 15
Strength: 37
Defense: 3
Speed: 10
Health: 11
HP: 11/11
Intelligence: 32
Books Read: 32
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Ridiculous Masked Guard

*Creative Based Pet
*NOTE THAT THIS IS IN EARLY STAGES OF EDITING*

Main Points:

-Rhamora was the former Goddess of the Rift
-Was turned into the "creature" she is, because she became corrupt and "evil" as a result of all he power
-She's now cursed to travel back and forth between time forever/ or floats senselessly in space.
-Her minion, Hour is her only friend and a creation of Rhamora
-Collects the monsters of the Rift as she finds them and other items that remind her/ she encounters through space
-Had purplish/black hair
-Blue eyes
-Wore Dark Blues, Light Blues, Purples, Magenta's..."rift colours"
-lean/boney
-Was a once "friend" of Maleria's
Plot Layout:

Section.1-Life as The Goddess of the Rift:

Rhamora's life was most simple to her. She lived in her glorious castle and constructed all the simple rules of her kingdom, leaving her to live as a very prominent ruler. Although her fame hadn't come from being kind, but rather from being cruel and unwelcoming. Ever since Rhamora claimed ruler when the former goddess (a once dear friend of Rhamora) died, it was unavoidable that the Rift would fall under tyranny. Rhamora was an incredibly powerful witch and nobody in the Rift had enough power to retaliate against her, so there was no other option than to obey. Rhamora was blind-sided by her power over the Rift. Every rule she dealt and every decision she made was only to make her life as the goddess, more comfortable. She had no care for the citizens she should of looked over. Rhamora would of personally rather have everyone leave her alone so she could practice her magic and further increase her powers in her castle.

From time to time whenever there was a citizen knocking on her door, they would've been greeted by strange and large beasts of the Rift who would take them to a very angry and unpleasant Rhamora. Those who were brave enough to face Rhamora would rarely leave the castle alive, for she'd turn them into one of her "monsters" of torture them for hours using her magic. Little did Rhamora know, her cruel and merciless acts would only lead to her own misery.
Section.2-"The Curse":

Rhamora was sitting on a love seat in her study when she her the annoying and disruptive sounds of someone knocking at the castle door, causing her to erupt into an angry mood.

"Oh, how wonderful, another citizen here to bother me with their idle complaints." Rhamora said slowly in a rude tone to herself, as she heard the loud and obnoxious sounds of one of her Rift monsters answer the large doors of the castle. Rhamora sighed and stood up to enter the long dark corridors leading to the entryway of the castle, mumbling to herself saying "I'm sure this one will make an excellent...test subject, perhaps?" and laughing in a low tone so she wouldn't be heard by the new guest of hers.
Rhamora arrived at what was a balcony looking over the main landing of the castle, or more known as her ballroom (though it was never used); this section leading to every hallway and room, including the doors to the castle. Rhamora stood looking down at her guest with an audacious look on her face, standing tall and strong.

"Who are you to enter my castle with your silly needs and requests? Do you even know who I am? Have others not told you the stories about me?!" Rhamora said in a disgusted and angry tone at the old woman who stood looking up at her from the tiled floors of her ballroom, clutching a walking stick in her right hand to stable herself.

"Why, I have heard such rumors m'lady. But surely they aren't true." The old woman said in a calm yet unsteady voice. This woman that spoke to Rhamora was not affected by her at all. It hadn't mattered that Rhamora wore long dark clothing or that the castle was dark and scarily large in size. This woman did not appear to be afraid of Rhamora, and this angered her.

"Then you are naive, and unquestionably wrong not to believe them." Rhamora made clear as she began to descend from the large obsidian staircase that lay to her left, coming closer and closer to the old woman.

"Please, my goddess. All I ask for is some food for myself. Surely you could spare some crumbs for an old woman." The old lady said with an open palm to Rhamora. As Rhamora reached the tile flooring she only laughed in abhorrence at the old lady. Rhamora then began to slowly walk in a taunting way towards the woman.

"Food? You do not need food you fat, ignorant woman! Is there anything else you need? I don't have enough time to deal with pitiful old woman, whom can give me nothing in return..."Rhamora finally reached the old lady but she could not venture any further, for the old woman held her hand signalling for Rhamora to stop. Rhamora was shocked, "What insidious and unruly gestures!Who does she think she is!?" Rhamora thought to herself.The old lady bent her head down towards the floor, ashamed with the Goddess of the Rift.

"So the stories were true. You are a spiteful, selfish and cruel woman. I really do pity you." The woman sighed, still looking at the tiled floors.

"Don't you dare call me a se..."

"Your actions are quite clear my dear, it's inevitably this would soon happen to you," the old woman stopped Rhamora from talking further,"you do not deserve such a title as Goddess of the Rift, you are not nearly worth it to live here and speak to the people. You've tortured the citizens and caused most of them to starve and resort to crime.Your pain to the citizens has cost you to bid a great punishment... hence why I'm banishing you to forever float the stars, never to land or stop your unlimited journey through time, considering you claim to need so much of it." The old lady then tilt her head up to looked at Rhamora, who look furious and enraged.
Rhamora, who was so angry and repulsed hit the old lady across the face. The old woman collapsed to the floor, holding her swollen face in palm.

"YOU STUPID OLD WOMAN! YOU CAN'T BANISH ME, NO ONE CAN!" Rhamora screamed at the old woman and cast a painful and strong paralysis spell over the woman, but the spell was unresponsive. Rhamora collected all of her energy together and cast it again, but no effect. She tried spell after spell on the old woman, but nothing worked.
The the old lady pointed her rickety stick at Rhamora and sparks shot out everywhere. Rhamora then shut her grey eyes to protect herself from the sparks.

Rhamora opened her eyes at the old lady, but Rhamora felt queasy and awkward herself. Rhamora felt as if her body was twisting and turning, her mind kept spinning and felt it was difficult to stand at all.

"You used to be such an elegant and pretty looking woman. I was going to let you keep that figure as you wandered space, but hitting me cost you your beauty." The old woman said vindictively, but corrected herself back into her calming tone.

"What do you me..." Rhamora started off, but then looked down at herself. But looking down at herself was quite a struggle, because her body was concealed in a "standing globe". Rhamora no longer had a body, but rather a strange creature with unusual features to go with it.

"Now, I banish you. I hope you're happy with all the past decisions you've made." The woman said, then with a sudden sweep of her stick, Rhamora vanished from the castle and awoke in the cold and lost outer area of space.

Section.3-Her "vow":

It's been two years since Rhamora was banished from the Rift and sent to the darkest part of space, left to waste away in the endless darkness. Yes, I suppose the view was spectacular, but life was lonely and long than one would hope to travel through space. Over the years Rhamora's only companion was her familiar, Hour, who would follow her to the end and back if asked to.
Even with her companion and a journery of a life time through one of the greatest wonders, Rhamora never forgot what happened. The only thing that kept Rhamora going through the days was that she vowed to herself that she'd make that old woman pay. If Rhamora couldn't kill her with magic, she'd have to wait and slit her throat to make sure of it. Rhamora hated this woman, "who was she to banish me? She took everything away from me and sends me off to this gelid wasteland.." she said to hour who only made a little buzzing sound with his wand. Currently Rhamora wasn't able to take her revenge against the old woman...but for now, she needs to figure out how to get back to the Rift...
Need to do:

-HA based design(for ref.) (X)
-Obtain atleast 4 pieces of art (x-X-x-X)
-work on story
-create/ buy or obtain pet profile
-buy/obtain custom pet widget (for profile)
-Collect atleast 50 treasure chest items: 14/50
-Edit story
-Get 1 main prof. looking art of pet

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