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Deranged_679
Legacy Name: Deranged_679

The Nightmare Jollin
Owner: Griffinlover

Age: 14 years, 4 months, 3 weeks

Born: December 15th, 2009

Adopted: 11 years, 8 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: August 16th, 2012

Statistics

• Level: 75
   
• Strength: 184
   
• Defense: 182
   
• Speed: 184
   
• Health: 182
   
• HP: 175/182
   
• Intelligence: 130
   
• Books Read: 128
• Food Eaten: 0
• Job: Stylist

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I took a bite from the forbidden fruit.
It stared down at me with eyes warped out and doped up.
Taunting me , hypnotizing me.
I should have just let go and dropped it but I was lost in a daze and I gave in.
...soo weak I would have stopped myself if I only knew...
I broke from my senses long enough to see
A permanent grin was plastered on its face,
a menacing laugh was heard from afar in the distance.

A single bite to ruin my life.
A single bite to steal my spirit.
and a single bite to Separate a man from all reason in his mind.
Cursed now whenever under the moon.
My Memory turbulently foggy.
I lose myself to an other.
My skins crawls with invisible fire ants biting under the skin.
My bones shift and twist,
forcing themselfs like a puzzle piece not meant to fit in that spot.
Banging my head against the wall I just want the agony to stop.
I can hear my own heart is pounding in my ears, the flickering of its uncoordinated pace.
As my senses increase I can smell my own fear, intermixing with my sweat,
A mane grows from my back as
Murky black fur lengthens and thickens on my body like a plague ready to take my remains.
I curse the moon.
But most of all I curse the fruit.
Hiding does no good, And I'm forced to endure this ritual every night.
I feel violated ,
the moon beams are forcing this on me, ravishing my body with its earie glow.
I continue to feel Pain twisting though veins, my arterys clogged with fire.
Exhausting breathing as I nearly pass out from my labored breathing.

With one final spasm the The Change is done, and
Now I walk on clawed paws meant for mauling.
I cannot control my own body as,
Drool drips from the side of my fangs.
A deep and unsatisfiable hunger awakes from within me.
An a urge to tear into someone consumes me.
And I am gone.

Never mind my sanity.
I have no left to give
I have left humanity lone ago now..
I am nothing but a beast.
Left to my own primal desires.
Though blood shot eyes I am stalking my prey.
Lets us hope it's never you.

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