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Storm Estat

The Custom Nightmare Montre
Owner: Camilla

Age: 10 years, 1 month, 2 weeks

Born: August 31st, 2009

Adopted: 10 years, 1 month, 2 weeks ago (Legacy)

Adopted: August 31st, 2009 (Legacy)

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  • Level: 150
  • Strength: 309
  • Defense: 12
  • Speed: 10
  • Health: 10
  • HP: 10/10
  • Intelligence: 304
  • Books Read: 297
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Master of Plotting


  • Name: Hazel "Storm" Estat
  • Age: 35
  • Height: 2.15m
  • Sexuality: Heterosexual
  • Status: Single
  • Soundtrack: Listen here

Life Excerpt

Such a delicious sight to behold. Watching someone being tortured right in front of him. Fear mixed with pain. Storm neither knew or cared what rank this person had. All he knew and cared to know right now was that it was a Sky-Walker. That's all that mattered considering this wasn't being done to collect information. Oh no. This was just for the fun of it. For Storm's own enjoyment. He'd been feeling a bit bored so when Spike had brought forth the young Sky-Walker after capturing him it had been perfect timing.

He sent the others away with a single hand movement. Now it was only him and the boy. Storm went up to his prisoner. The boy must have been around 15 years old. He was shaking. He seemed to have given up on trying to pull himself free from the restraints. His ankles had been chained to the floor. And long chains in the ceiling kept the boy's arms stretched out. Storm smiled to himself. Add a few geometric symbols and you'd have a representation of the Vitruvian Man.
Storm pulled out his knife. That sound made the boy start weeping. Storm watched as tears started trickling down the boy's cheeks.
-"Please..." The boy whispered. "Please let me go. I haven't done anything..."
-"You know, I don't care what you have or haven't done, kid." Storm chuckled. He grabbed the boy by his chin and lifted his head up, so that he could see his eyes. "I'm simply in the mood to torture someone and you just happened to be on hand. Wrong place at the wrong time for you, I guess." Storm gave the boy a wicked grin. "What's your name, kid?"
-"I-it's J-Jake..." Was what the boy managed to get out between sobs.
Storm circled around Jake and stopped when he was right behind him. He started to cut Jake along his back and neck. The cuts were just deep enough to leave scars. Jake screamed the whole time and pleaded with Storm to stop. Another glorious thing about torture. Hearing the victim scream in pain and then beg for mercy. Too bad for Storm's victims that he was all out of mercy. Storm bore a devilish grin as he continued his work all around Jake's torso.
He spent over an hour working on the kid before he felt satisfied. Jake had lost consciousness a couple of times but Storm had woken him up immediately every time.
The bare chested youngling was taking short and shallow breaths. His head was hanging down against his chest. In fact his entire body was hanging. Probably wouldn't be able to stand up. Storm smiled as he walked up to Jake and released his wrists from their restraints. And just as he had thought Jake didn't even try to stand. He just fell to the floor.
As Storm took a few steps away from Jake and started to clean his knife he could hear the boy moving. He turned and looked as Jake sat up tentatively. His chest was all bloody and full of cuts from the torture he'd been put through. The top part of his pants were drenched in blood.
-C-can I g-go now?" He asked as he looked with pleading eyes at Storm.
-"Now, why would I let you leave before any of my men have had a chance to have some fun with you? That would be pretty rude and frankly very selfish of me. Wouldn't you say?" Storm grinned as the scared boy looked even more scared than before.
Storm whistled and less than a minute later five members of the Twisters had entered the room and were standing there before their leader awaiting orders. Looking at Jake Storm grinned again and then turned to the others.
-"I'm done with this one now so he's all yours." The five guys looked at each other and then turned their hungry eyes towards the boy.
-"Thanks, boss." They said in almost perfect unison.
As Storm was leaving the room the five of them were approaching Jake like predators closing in on prey. They were snickering and telling Jake just how much fun they were going to have. All the while Jake was pleading with them not to do what they were meaning to do. Storm could hear the sound of the ankle chains as Jake reached the end of them while trying to get away from the ones closing in on him. Storm smiled to himself and as he heard Jake screaming "NO!" he started laughing and kept laughing as he ascended the stairs.


Story by me, Camilla. Human art by PiranhaPettingZoo. Pet overlay by Keshi, based on Zoroark ©Nintendo. Music by Musician. Pixel art by ren. Chibi by CORE. Djinn art by Hisan. Storm is based on an old fanfic character by Jenny Lundin

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