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Shadow Beast: Conjures a single beast of shadow to fight short time along side the casterCrushing Void: Envelopes the enemy in shadow, allowing the density of darkness crush them and swallow them to another dimensionShade Tendrils: Conjures up arms from the shadow created by the user and/or others in a 30 foot radius which can be manipulated by the caster, made ineffective if light shines on themShadowmeld: Uses shadow and darkness to conceal the caster, allowing for espionage, escape and assassination mission.Demon Drive: Transforms the caster into a high level demon form for a short period of time. In this form, energy is used much quicker, but is amplified for black fox magic and elemental fox magic. However, there is a risk of shadow sickness that occurs which each transformation. The sickness is slightly more severe with each transformation which can end in fatality.

Fox Blaze: Conjures a large wall of fire to crash against the enemyFireball :Conjures a fireball which can be shot at the enemyFire Storm: Causes a large fiery whirlwind to surround the enemy, allowing fire to rain down from aboveIce Piercer: Conjures icy spears from the moisture in the air, freezing and condensing it to use against the enemy, piercing through many points of the bodyIce Coffin: Conjures ice from all around the enemy, encasing them in a thick coffin of ice, immobilizing and killing the enemy due to asphyxiation and hypothermiaWhiteout: Conjures a wall of snow, blinding enemies and allowing for counter attacks or escape as necessaryBolt strike: User casts a single lightning strike against enemiesCharge up: Can receive a small charge of energy from absorbed lightning in dire emergencies, risk of cardiac issues may arise due to static buildupStrike Lance: Conjues a lance made of pure lightning for one charged strikeBolt Dance: Conjures several swords of lightning around the user and enemy, increasing the caster's speed to light speed to cut in all directions, dealing additional electrical damage to the enemy. May cause cardiac issues and strains, sprains and possible muscle/ligament tearsEarth Wall: Creates a wall of earth in front of the user to absorb enemy attacks. Limiting factors are short duration which allows for one blockage before the earth returns to whence it cameRising Spikes: Conjures spikes of rock to pierce up from the ground, limited range due to heavy energy cost. Crystal can be used for extra damage due to the sharpness achieved.Terra Shot: Conjures hardened earth into small orbs to be used as projectiles, capable of great range 

Replenish: Uses a moderate amount of energy to heal some wounds on others (Only works outside of battle)Reflect: Uses a minor amount of energy to form a spirit mirror capable of reflecting low level attacks at the caster.More will be updated once spells reveal themselves

White Magic: This covers healing and protection magic which can be used by the individual to heal and protect ones self and other party members. Black Magic: This covers destruction magic from shadow. This can involve the conjuring of creatures, manipulating shadows, necromancy and transformation into demon drive.Elemental Magic: This covers destruction magic from lightning, fire, frost and earth.Keep in mind, all magic takes something from the user, white magic takes energy and requires rest to recuperate, black magic uses energy and causes adverse effects to the user along with prolonged rest needed, elemental magic uses energy and requires nourishment to replenish.

Disclaimer:  I do not like making rules but they tend to be needed to set boundaries.  1. Please do not send me multiple messages if I do not respond right away. I do have a life beyond the confines of being on the internet. 2. Replies take time. I give my best and if I cannot give my best at the specific moment then you'll have to wait until I can respond.3. Shipping, Love Interests, Relationships are a touchy subject.  I need to have chemistry with someone and I need to know them well enough to know that they realize that just because Sora is with their character does not mean that I am with their character's writer. If this cannot be understood then I'll pass.4. I am a multi-para to novella roleplayer. What I get back does not have to match my length as I  believe in quality over quantity. So long as I have enough to work with I am happy with a post.5. I am not into smut profiles so please if you're a smut profile please delete me. I'm not interested and you likely won't get a very nice response from me on the matter if approached with such things.6. Remember we are here for fun. This is my hobby, not a coping mechanism. If this starts to feel like a job I will end all contact with you in favor of a fun roleplay.

HEADCANONS.   001. Dahlia is addicted to nicotine. The smell of cigarettes to her is like coffee to caffiene lovers. The smell of cigarettes wakes her up.002. Dahlia's "mornings" start at around 10am - 12pm, she likes to sleep in since she is more of a night owl and her insomnia keeps her up late.003. In latin lore, La Santa Muerte is depicted as the goddess of death, guiding souls to their final resting place. Dahlia, while she was reincarnated by the La Santa Muerte, she does not guide souls. Instead, Dahlia collects souls for her own selfish needs.004.  Dahlia is considered more of a human possessed demon to other supernatural beings. While technically, undead, her body is still warm and she can still bleed. Her heart does not alway beat, so most humans (if they get close enough), associate with cardiac problems.005. Dahila enjoys performing blood rituals and summoning demons to help her create chaos in the living world. She finds enjoyment in the torture and instilling bad omens to the Catholic church.006. Dahlia was reborn on Dia de los Muertos, a holiday in Mexico that celebrates the dead of loved ones. On this holiday, typically, people decorate their altars dedicated to their passed loved ones with flowers. Specifically, cempasúchil (marigolds), which is Dahlia's favorite flower.007. Dahlia is an alcohol. Tequila and mezcal being her favorites. She doesn't like ice in her drinks and will throw a fit if her drinks are served with ice or mixtures. She enjoys her tequila and mezcal at room temperature in a glass.008. Dahlia is partially blind (60%). Her eyes are clouded and diffcult to see her pupils. Her eyes are very sensitive to the sun or bright light, so she tends to wear sunglasses during the day.009. Since she was reincarnated from a goddess of death, Dahlia does not feel cold. Her body is warm since she still has a human body, so when she feels someone's cold touch, she likes to hold onto them.0010. Since her youth, Dahlia had a fascination with plants. Dahlia and her mother bonded over this likeness. Her mother taught her how to make poisons and they kept a garden of poisonus plants. To this day, Dahlia tends to her poisonus plant garden when she is home.

    CONCEPT    The character’s basic position in the story and in her own fictitious existence.    The Tower rx    Inability to break from sad events. Redundancy in life.    IMPULSE    The character’s wants, needs, instincts, dementias, etc..    The Empress    Strong female figure. Fertility. Maternal.    IDEAL    The character’s beliefs, goals, hopes, fears, morals, etc..    Eight Wands RX    Stagnation in life. Domestic woes. Envy. Jealousy.    PAST    How the character’s saga began.    Eight Cups RX    Seeing things though. Perseverance. Taking a risk.    INTERIM    What went on between the Past and the Present. How the character got where he is now.    Three of Swords RX    Extreme sorrow. Loss of a loved one. Emotional misery.     PRESENT    The character’s current lot in life.    Nine of Swords RX    Improved outlook. Better health.    FUTURE    What is likely to happen to the character in the future.    Two of Swords RX    Falsehoods. Lies. Treachery.Even the cards are calling him a miserable sad wet old man .

🐝Guidelines were created on 9/08 back in MySpace. I wanted to show my guarantee for taking the time to read through these guidelines.  I'd role-play 9/2008-present years.🐝  I. I'm unprejudiced with drama, started through role-playing. Please separate Role-play and Real apart, I asked nicely.Red Flag:  Judgmental, cyberbullying, Arrogant, harassing, Mixed RP/RL. Seeing these actions will consequently removed.Note: I'm here for presentations, to make friends, and to be creative. Do my BEST Rp by Beelzebub, even though there isn't much about her, but in one episode. Please don't test my acknowledgment. I'm not here to show off.   Helluva boss/Hazbin age acceptable 18/21+ Adults only. Bad Language, Sexual content, etc.  Deny underage. If I find out, you will be REMOVED.  Super Selective Add! II. Becoming friends? Sure, I love making friends. I can be vigilant when it comes to asking for information suddenly without not knowing each other. I don't need to get involved with drama because it's none of my business. I couldn't care less if I have someone on my list you hate. Currently here to get along. I'm not here for favoritism or picking sides. III. About my Personality:  Empathizes, imperturbable, devoted, amiable, concord Will not tolerate gibberish. Please do not take me personally! For goodness' sake. No God mod; Do it that makes me do it back at you and remove u >3 You don't f*** with this bitch. IV. My RP skills are exalted at best as to whether or not to show it off. It can be slothful when my days come from being unmotivated. If you're strident, I can easily ignore you because I am careless. Action speaks words. Paragraphs, Multiply Novella. Crossover is welcome. It all depends.  Role-play through wall statues often. Please keep Real drama out of it!  If there is a story plot you are dissatisfied with, please let me know for a re-discussion.  Greetings and chat welcome Msg/Comments. Discord: Rare to give out to anyone who's going to start trouble. I'm being careful to whom I give my discord out. Use Discord for Rp and Chat mainly.V. Edits & Layout: I do edit and layout for close relatives/ friends :3.VI. Here is some genre list that I'm here for: Adventure, Action, Thrilling/Suspense, Slice of Life, RP Drama, Horror, Creepypasta, Fantasy, Video Game, Spar/Fighting, Anime. Not Interest is Romance, Smut/Maniac.  Flirt is okay only in RP since it's Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel.  VII. I do have a LIFE. Being online 24/7 isn't going to happen all the time. Please understand I have responsibilities. Occasionally, be online ASAP. Do not RUSH ME! I devoirs everyone's delays. Please do the same.VIII. My Where about Retirement can occur if dealing with circumstances outside. Return when life settles down. Going on a hiatus for the emergency will only give a brief notification when I return. IX. Beelzebub is one of the 7 sinners of Gluttony. I DO NOT accept any other furries that aren't part of this verse. I basically go by the episode. The only demon furry acceptable is Vortex, Loona, and a couple shown in episodes in Gluttony. If I receive pervert rper will be removed. I will do my best to rp by Beelzebub for Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel. Beelzebub isn't a SLUT for your kind. I stay in IC for Beelzebub to my BEST abilities. Go find another Beelze to screw around. Not me! Not my IC.WARNING: If I receive furry that's NOT for the verse will be deleted. X. About the Relationship:  If I get smut, manica, you will be removed. Here for friends and RP fun. I'm done with RL relationship. I will focus on RL, and RP to have fun, and play games. Don't even bother asking me out RL. RP date. I accept only in Hazbin/Helluva characters, but please don't take it seriously. XI. Grammar is a Must: Insist using grammar & literacy. Understand when it comes down to making an error typo. Don't accept perfectionism. You all are here to have fun. I'm dissatisfied with unnecessary grammar. XII. I've known by Role-play Code Conduct since back then. I know the valuable meaning of RP. I know the limits. Therefore, please don't treat me as inferior.Competition: I hate being this type of Queen Bee. I didn't expect search sh*t to go over the edge. Please Ask. Their search sh*t, I may accept, may not. However, I do stay in IC and fully respect Queen Bee in IC and how she should be respectfully treated. If you have an issue, go find another Beelze to do that too. If you don't, I won't stop releasing my full demonic until you realize that next time, ask or GET THE F*** OFF MY PAGE OR I WILL. I take competition basic off of the Bee episode. Here is the following list I will NOT accept. (May add more if coming across an issue).NOT ALLOW IN COMPETITION: No deal of Slave Bee then make her look like a SLUT and change the contract No, take over her gluttony. Bitch, Gluttony belongs to QUEEN BEE BITCH BABE! No Rl/RP deal, such as being your lover. Like I said, this is MY IC. F*** off. Note: If you do not see anything else listed, it's okay for now. I whether you ask. Please. Don't make me bee a victim or a bitch. That just ruined my vibe and everyone.  🐝Thank you very much for your patience in going through the guidelines and understanding. You better make me that mother f***ing honey ;) This bitch! Going to throw a wild PARTY!🐝

>>A good day to each of you! I know in the bog of unexplained plotlines and retcons that is Kingdom Hearts' lore, it can be quite the task to delve into and understand comprehensively. So, I decided some quick summations might make things easier to digest for newcomers who are wishing to write with me. Several of my points will be taken from a YouTuber's video (A Good Enough Summary of Kingdom Hearts) so that this will be writtten short, sweet, and semi-understandable; you can also just watch the video if you prefer to listen rather than read as I do. It's probably best to regard the series as an interactive storyline/abstract art piece. They try to explain things as you play along in each game, but most of it is up to interpretation. Hearts are not literal hearts. They're better described as a person's emotional soul. Light = good, Darkness = bad/evil. These are literal forces that shape the Kingdom Hearts universe and empower their characters. If you lose your Heart (or when it is overcome by Darkness), it turns into a Heartless. These lil' dudes pretty much eat other Hearts and multiply like viruses. Only Keyblades can permanently destroy a Heartless; they'll otherwise just pop back up someplace else later. Those with Darkness in their Hearts can control the Heartless to a degree, though they'll often turn on their masters when the opportunity presents itself. A body without a Heart becomes an empty husk called a Nobody. Since most bodies just kinda' fizzle out or dissolve once the Heart is lost, it's more likely that their body is poorly replicated someplace else. Strong-willed vessels who lose their Heart can create humanoid Nobodies that shares physical characteristics and memories of the original individual. These sorts of Nobodies controlled the original Organization XIII. If both a person's Heartless and Nobody are destroyed, the original person is restored. The Hearts that a Heartless has consumed are likewise released when they are destroyed. Disney and Final Fantasy characters are everywhere...along with retcons. What can I say? The series has had one continuity for well over 2 decades and released 13 titles across at least 8 different systems, including mobile games. The Disney/Final Fantasy locations and characters often contribute subtly to the theme of whichever game you happen to be playing, but they don't really add to the story that much. Keyblades are big, weird, keys...literally and metaphorically. Most are imbued with whatever lies within a person's Heart (i.e. Light or Darkness) and can be used to destroy the opposite nature. They can also lock/unlock any lock, channel spells from Final Fantasy, and do lots of other things that the devs change up from time to time. (There are seriously too many things to list.) Generally speaking, the only people who can wield a Keyblade are those who have been chosen by a previous Keyblade bearer, and some Keyblades can abandon their bearers if their motivations/Hearts change too drastically. "Worlds" are often construed as their own self-contained universe separated by space and its vast Darkness. There are several ways you can hop between each of these Worlds, including magic, space ships (called Gummi Ships in-canon), the Lanes Between, and Corridors of Darkness. Each World has its own Heart and a hidden Keyhole that protects it from Darkness. If someone were to take a World's Heart, that world would be destroyed and consumed by Darkness. It can later be repaired by a Keyblade and a large influx of Light. The existence of other Worlds is kept secret for the most part to preserve the "World Order". The general fear is that if individuals learned of Worlds outside their own, those of ill-intent would spread Darkness and disrupt the natural harmony the Worlds possess. This has been proven true several times in-canon. Kingdom Hearts is...weird. It's not just the name of the game, it's an actual thing in the games. It's almost like an illusive force of nature that can be accessed or replicated in convuluted ways that changes across the games. It's considered to be the Heart of all Worlds and the pinnacle of ultimate power and wisdom. It's possible that by controlling Kingdom Hearts, one will become omnipotent and enlightened.

HI!!! If you are seeing this then that means you are interesting in the sh*t I say!!! People say im a good speaker and since the only places i commute to its freaking college and rave parties I dont even have time to talk with my old myself! So me and my pea brain thought of starting an anonymous blog sharing all the sh*t that happens in my life, god im a genious o-O.

(while she is a nier OC, she can be played as a generic android for the sake of cyberpunk or sci-fi RPs.) [| name |] YoRHa No. 3 Type H (3H) Nickname: 'VixEN'[| models purpose |] Specialized repair unit with additional tools for repairing both physical damage and data corruption.[| age |] Android, ageless[| gender |] Female [| position |] Switch (Genuine switch. She can go either way)[| bio |] Once a respected member of YoRHa's elite Type H squadron, Vixen's fall from grace was swift and dramatic. Exiled from the Bunker for her misconduct, she now roams the wastelands, her obsession with healing and corrupting data driving her every move. Whether she's manipulating others for her personal gain or seeking to liberate those misled by YoRHa's lies, Vixen's actions are shrouded in secrecy and intrigue. However, beneath her enigmatic facade lies a vulnerability born from years of betrayal and abandonment, driving her to seek solace and validation through whatever means necessary, even if it means delving into tasks of a more intimate nature.[| personality |] Vixen, aka 3H, embodies a complex blend of allure and danger. She exudes confidence and charm, drawing others in with her captivating presence. Beneath her seductive exterior lies a cunning intellect and a penchant for manipulation. Vixen is driven by her insatiable thirst for power and control, stopping at nothing to achieve her goals, even if it means engaging in morally dubious activities.

𝗕𝗶𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝘆;ɴᴀᴍᴇ; ꜱᴜɴɢ ᴊɪɴ-ᴡᴏᴏɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ; ᴍᴀʟᴇʀᴀᴄᴇ; ʜᴜᴍᴀɴɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ; ᴋᴏʀᴇᴀɴꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ; ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ; ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ, ɢᴜɪʟᴅ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ.ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ; ᴍᴀɢᴇʀᴀɴᴋ; ꜱ-ʀᴀɴᴋ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ: Jinwoo is a handsome and muscular young man with gray eyes, black hair, and sharp facial features. When using his powers or agitated, his eyes glow bright purple. He is almost always seen wearing dark colors, particularly black, and after slaughtering the Monarchs for a second time, takes to wearing a black glove on his left hand, which was severely scarred in his battle with Antares.  Before he was chosen as the Player of the System, Jinwoo was a short and scrawny young man with hair long enough to completely cover his ears. His face was also very boyish, which made him look even younger than his younger sister Jinah, and he tended to dress in a simple blue hoodie and jeans.ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Jinwoo is a humble and benevolent individual who cares deeply for his family and has a strong thirst for power. As a result, he is very close to both his sister and his mother, and rarely wastes an opportunity to grow stronger. It should be noted that despite being the strongest hunter in the world, Jinwoo is not particularly arrogant and is both polite and easygoing in-person. He is also mostly indifferent to materialistic desires and can be very selfless, as displayed when he teleported to Jeju Island without a second thought to save the other Korean S-Rank Hunters from certain death. In battle, however, he is ruthless, as he tends to slaughter his enemies indiscriminately, and even somewhat disdainful, as displayed when he taunted the Ant King by calling him a "mere insect" to his face and mocked the Architect for the flaws he made in his design of the System. His deep bond with his family also makes him absolutely merciless towards anyone who dares to hurt them, as displayed when he massacred Groctar's entire tribe for attempting to kill Jinah and brutally murdered Hwang Dongsoo for torturing Jinho. In contrast, back when he was weak, Jinwoo was very timid and insecure due to his incompetence as a hunter and his troubled family situation. Although he cared deeply for his family and spent years risking his life going on raids for their sake, he was secretly ashamed of his circumstances, as displayed when he lied to Johee about why he had chosen hunting as his career path.ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇꜱ:- Immense Strength.- Immense Durability.- Immense Speed.- Master Combatant.- Regenerative Healing Factor.- Agelessness.- Accelerated Development.- Armor Creation.- Memory Manipulation.- Hypnosis.- Unlimited Inventory.- Monster Language Fluency.- Indomitable Will.     

Hey folks, this is your lovely and friendly cities super gal, Spider-Gal. Of course I'm Neon York City's one and only Spider hero. There was another one, my twin brother Peter Parker but, well canon rules are a bitch. Can't have two spideys living in the same world apparently, go figure. Right so before I go all watery eyes on you folks let us get this show on the road shall we!Ahem firstly no I do not know Gwen Stacy, I mean I know each Earth has one but there not me okay, okay great!Next off the....seriously who wrote this? *reading a paper sulking* Okay no I don't have a special someone, happy? I mean seriously have ya not seen our comics...yes I know I lack one hush up. Anywho, relationships and secret identities pair well like..well exams or snagging that last sweet delicious blueberry muffin, only to drop it on the dirty floor. It just isn't a fun match, oh sure there are the few and I mean FEW spider-heroes or people or....yeah Spider-hereos who can juggle it, and those confident enough to spill the beans. But seriously to me it's a HUGE risk factor. Ya get attached then date an bail ....over, and over, and over, an-you get the jist. Right so missed dates, cant grab the phone or answer a text while battling the latest bad guy. Equals your jerk of a fast to be ex partner cheating on you with your supposed bestie Mary Ja-ahem sidetracking. Any who it's a risky ordeal some of us cant deal with.Alright moving on! ....Story....right did you not read that profile I wrecked my weary brain over? Seriously what's the point of a tear jerking , urgh ok long story semi short, suffer. I went to a rather boring event cause you know school trip. Peter was giddy of course cause it is his major after all, not mines this is merely a credit boost. So anyway, there was this out of the blue earthquake right and of course mass panic errupts. Screaming students, and teachers....man seeing Mr. Witkins scream like a girl was rich ..*looks to the viewers* right...sorry anyway. My twin yanks me over to a doorframe to hold up in cause he pays attention in safety class. Which bonus brother points for not ditching me, but the tremor knocked us into the room we were using the door frame for safety. The room was kinda off limits....okay so MAYBE someone, not me, may have made her twin bro to help her kick said door open cause you know, earthquake......and maybe some mild curiosity...AHEM so yeah we fell in while there were some lizard cases, I duno the glass frames you'd EXPECT a lizard...or a fish. Had I known it be a room with freaking SPIDERS! Yeah I so wouldn't of opted that area, or the trip. Scared of spiders, becomes a hero with spider traits....haaa...karma you son of a *bleep* ......did you censor me? Seriously were not five!.....Huh...oh right this, oops.  So ya go figure one of the darn things falls near us an breaks, yippee...spiders everywhere. And two identical ones decided we looked tasty or were spooked. So yeah both bitten by a radioactive twin set of spiders.What did we get from it, ya you would think you know hospital trips but nope. Itchy hands, everyone escaping the building in a chaotic manner. Then half a week later there were, changes. Like suddenly waking up and shrieking cause your naturally blonde hair is now a stark shade of silverish white. Yeah that was oh so fun, Mom thought we were going through a "phase" in our twenties. And oddly I spent nearly two-hundred dollars on hair dye that did NOTHING, nada, zlich! Even Peter tried and failed so we had to role with it being a new twin trend and us liking it. Then we kept sticking to god f***ing, Ha!, everything. Yeah that was fun and embarrassing to a degree we straight played sick till we figured this out. Then after a while we did, *conting fingers* Webbing like are wrists were spider butts, sensing danger or eachother, super strength, stamina, endurance, hasten recovery speed, etc etc.Our costumes, well obviously me.....though our first pair suffered severe wardrobe malfunctions. I refuse to announce how many nights I had to sneak back home using my own webbing to be decent. So after some trail and error, and a sh*t ton of researching and studying. We both came up with our latest designs, which are waaaaay better, I don't even care I cant wear anything under it or how embarrassingly tight it is.The oldest? Peter hands down byt two minutes which he would not shut up about! Mom use to say he was just going first to make sure it was safe, I told her perhaps I kicked him out for the space.Twin powers? err....well I suppose, there was telepathy if we were near by, but if we were roughly two blocks away couldn't hear squat. And we always knew where the other was even before the bites, but after it seemed heightened. Peter was my womb mate after all, shudup Im not crying it's dusty!Anyway is that all....yes, good chow!

In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,The party had been a lovely time, those of the hotel, those who'd been made allies or friends, or simply comrades in arms mingled among the crowd. Vaggie had the jitters before a battle like anyone else would, but. It was more. She was scared. It would be her sisters, that were coming. The other exorcists. Skilled demon killers. Standing on the second floor balcony overlooking the hotels lobby, she smiled, seeing Charlie and Alastor speaking. Laughing. He might have made a deal with her, but. He wasn't running. He could flee, leave them to fall. Leave them to their likely fates. Even with the cannibals, even with Carmillas weapons. She was scared to death.Then, it happened. What reassured her in even her darkest moments. Charlie looked up, smiled, and waved at her. A smile crossed her lips, and she nodded her head, brushing her long hair back before waving at her. That. That was what she was fighting for tomorrow.That mark our place; and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.Charlie and her happiness. Her fight was Vaggie's. She was her armor, her spear. She'd do what was necessary for her. Whatever it took, that light would not, could not, be snuffed out.Later that night, she was near her room, and heard footsteps, and saw Charlie, behind her. "You weren't at the party a lot Vaggie, what's up?" Vaggie would close her eye, and nod. "I'm always nervous before a fight. You don't know what's going to happen and, I like to be with my thoughts." A nod from Charlie as she approached. "That all?" Of course it wasn't. Charlie could read her like a book. Reaching forward, she'd take the demon girls hands, and squeeze them tight. "I. . . I just want you to know before this all goes down, I love you, Charlie. You're the one light I've had since my fall, and. You mean more to me than anything. Even if I am the only one you saved, you did that." She knew that Charlie didn't share those feelings, not the way that Vaggie did, but she had long accepted that, this was not her admitting that kind of love, Charlie already knew that, But one of eternal gratitude, the love between the dearest friends.An embrace from Charlie was what she'd not expected, but she'd accept it, squeezing Charlie tight. "You mean the world to me Vaggie. You've been my friend for so long." It was enough for the fallen angel as she squeezed her tight."be safe tomorrow, okay?" Vaggie would nod."of course." The two stood, watching the sunset out the window together a moment, Vaggie hoped, but that was a promise she could not keep, she feared.We are the Dead. Short days agoWe lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,Loved and were loved, and now we lieIn Flanders fields.________________________________The next day Hell itself seemed like it was on fire, battle raged all around Vaggie, her spear slicing through exorcists, cutting them deep, Charlie at her back, a shield blocking angelic spears and swords, the combat was exhausting, Vaggies arms and legs burned with exertion as she brought another angel low, golden ichor splattering her face as an angelic spear cut along her shoulder. It was only a flesh wound of course.However as the battle continued, and Adam's strength became apparent, the unthinkable occurred, one of the two demons who'd worked hard for his own redemption, Sir Pentious fell to Adam's blast, his war machine destroyed in a blast of holy light. It enraged both her, and Charlie, and their battle was brought to Adam.Only for Lute to strike a killing blow to Dazzle, and bring Vaggie back into the lobby. "Traitor scum, I'll enjoy presenting your head to that demon before Adam cuts her to ribbons." A blade barely missed Vaggies throat, as she rolled, her spear coming up and blocking another strike, the two womens battle growing to a fever pitch, a cut across Lutes leg, followed by a strike to Vaggie's side. Finally they landed, Lute atop her,  Vaggies hand impaled by her own spear. A blast of her wings, and the other angel collapsed, as Vaggie cut down the upper balcony, crushing Lute beneath.It was then she heard it, Charlie screaming, fear in her voice, and the fallen angel bolted."No one is gonna save you now, bi-" A tackle from Vaggie, and the two rolled along the ground, fists flying, teeth gnashing into eachother. Finally, they came up. as angels cut the others off from them. Adam, flew up, a beam aimed at Vaggie. She had a moment, maybe two.Sweat poured down her face, as she began moving, Adam's finger not trailing off her, spear held aloft, her arm burned, her injured hand holding her weapon at the ready, before she let it fly, and then her arm was gone. Her eye only caught her victory though, her spear, burying itself in Adam's chest. She told him he'd not harm Charlie.Everything went numb, her body flying back as the hotel was destroyed, she landed, somewhere, it was red. Crimson as demons blood and dark, She felt nothing, shock already setting in, her eye trailing to her side, seeing the pool of gold forming underneath her. Then red eyes. A golden smile. The Radio demon was slumped nearby, and slowly moving towards her, a terrifying sight at the best of times. But she had not a drop of fear left in her. "Alastor. . . Can't believe I'm glad to see you.""Well, It is my hotel my dear, you look quite the sight. I guess you aren't as good a shield as you'd hoped?"He was still making jokes even now, even with the wound in his own chest. Banter could wait for whatever was next. She'd cough, golden blood splattering her face. No time for his nonsense."Now's not the f***ing time, I need. . A big favor here.""My dear I can't perform a resurrection""Nope, not my request." She'd extend her good arm, a groan as she used what little energy she had"Just. Protect Charlie. Be what I can't be. My soul, for her protection." Her vision was fading with every word, and soon, it was gone, her body shutting down, not knowing whether he'd accepted what she'd offered. Her body went limp, wings spread out, head halo'd by the golden blood around her head.Take up our quarrel with the foe:To you from failing hands we throwThe torch; be yours to hold it high.If ye break faith with us who dieWe shall not sleep, though poppies growIn Flanders fields.

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