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Joseph Fuegonasus

06/30/2020 09:48 PM 

The Crimson Curse

In those younger years my home was a hive of unbridled hedonism, a roiling apiary where instinct and impulse were indulged with wild abandon. A bewitching predator slipped in amidst the swarm of tittering sycophants. Though outwardly urbane, I could sense in her a mocking thirst. Driven half-mad by cloying vulgarity, I plotted to rid myself of this lurking threat, in a grand display of sadistic sport. But as the moment of murder drew nigh, the gibbous moon revealed her inhuman desires in all their stultifying hideousness.Mercifully, the morbid encounter resolved itself in my favor, and I set to work pursuing degeneracy in its most decadent forms. The air pulsed with anticipation as I revealed the unnatural terroir of the house vintage. But my exultation was cut short, as the attending gentry turned upon themselves in an orgy of indescribable frenzy. A single drop of that forbidden tannin gifted me with a dizzying glimpse of the hibernating horror beneath my feet and in that moment, I understood the terrible truth of the world. I stood reborn, molted by newfound knowledge. My head throbbing to the growing whine of winged vermin come to drink the tainted blood.

Joseph Fuegonasus

06/30/2020 09:48 PM 

The Drowned Crew

Prying eyes had become a nuisance along the old road, and so I undertook to receive my most curious deliveries by way of marine shipments. A sheltered jetty was accessible by a narrow stone stair off the back of the manor, and a discreet system of pulleys could hoist even the heaviest prizes up the rock face from a securely tied dinghy below. I employed a crew of particularly unsavory mariners, who for a time sailed the four corners at my behest, retrieving many valuable artifacts, relics and rare texts. Predictably, they increased their tariffs to counter my intense stipulations of secrecy. Such resources had long been exhausted, of course, and so I prepared an alternative payment. While the greedy dogs slept off their revelry, I hexed their anchor with every twisted incantation I could muster, imbuing it with the weight of my ambition and my contempt for their crude extortion. At the witching hour, the anchor pulled with preternatural force, dragging craft and crew down into the depths. They must have cried out, but no sound escaped the swirling black waters.

Joseph Fuegonasus

06/30/2020 09:47 PM 

The Siren

My lofty position wasn't always accompanied by the fear of office, and there was a time when I could walk the streets or raise a glass in the tavern without concern for molestation. Faithful as the tide, one precocious village waif made it her hobby to shadow my every errand. It was charming then, troublesome later. In financial desperation, I struck a bargain with the ancient things that surfaced in search of sacrifice when the moon was right. Their price was the delivery of an obscure idol and one other item of more troubling portent. The pact struck, my new-found accomplices slipped silently beneath the brackish water. A fearful stirring at the edge of the torchlight betrayed a familiar witness and gifted me with malign inspiration. Under the blood moon, I lured my wide-eyed prey to the pier's edge. Before she could properly appreciate her position, I clamped down a manacle, chaining her to the leering idol. A small push was sufficient to send both into the icy waters. And, when at length the tide receded, jewels of the most magnificent grandeur lay scattered upon the shore.

Joseph Fuegonasus

06/30/2020 09:47 PM 

The Brigands

Simple folk are by their nature loquacious, and the denizens of the hamlet were no exception. It was not long before rumors of my morbid genius and secretive excavations began to fill local legend. In the face of my increasingly egregious flaunting of public taboos, awe turned to ire, and demonstrations were held in the town square. The wild whispers of heresy roused the rabble to violent action. Such was the general air of rebellion that even my generous offer of gold to the local constabulary was rebuffed. To reassert my rule, I sought out unscrupulous men skilled in the application of force. Tight-lipped and terrifying, these mercenaries brought with them a war machine of terrible implication. Eager to end the tiresome domestic distraction, I instructed my newly formed militia of hardened bandits, brigands, and killers to go forth and do their work. Compliance and order were restored, and the noisome population of the Hamlet was culled to more manageable numbers.

Joseph Fuegonasus

06/30/2020 09:47 PM 

The Hag

I had collected many rare and elusive volumes on ancient herbal properties and was set to enjoy several weeks immersed in comfortable study. My work was interrupted, however, by a singularly striking young woman who insisted on repeated calls to the house. Her knowledge of horticulturalism and its role in various arcane practices impressed me greatly. My licentious impulse gave way to a genuine professional respect, and together, we began to plant, harvest, and brew. As time wore on, her wild policy of self-experimentation grew intolerable. She quaffed all manner of strange fungi, herbs, and concoctions, intent on gaining some insight into the horror we both knew to be growing beneath us. The change in her was appalling, and no longer able to stomach it, I sent her to live in the weald, where her wildness would be welcomed.

Joseph Fuegonasus

06/30/2020 09:46 PM 

The Flesh

My zeal for blood rituals and summoning rites had begun to ebb, as each attempt invariably brought only failure and disappointment. Progress was halting, and the rapidly accumulating surplus of wasted flesh had become burdensome. I could not store such a prodigious amount of offal, nor could I rid myself of it easily, possessed as it was by unnameable things from outer spheres. When excavations beneath the manor broke through into an ancient network of aqueducts and tunnels, I knew I had found a solution to the problem of disposal. The spasmodically squirming, braying, and snorting half-corpses were heaped each upon the other, until at last I was rid of them. The warrens had become a landfill of snout and hoof, gristle and bone - a mountainous, twitching mass of misshapen flesh, fusing itself together in the darkness.

Joseph Fuegonasus

06/30/2020 09:46 PM 

The Swine Prince

The ways and rituals of blood sacrifice are difficult to master. Those from beyond require a physical vessel if they are to make the crossing into our reality. The timing of the chants is imperative: without the proper utterances at precise intervals, the process can fail spectacularly. My first attempts at summoning were crude, and the results disappointing. I soon found, however, that the type and condition of the host's meat was a critical factor. The best results came from pigs, whose flesh is most like that of man. The great thing I had managed to bring through was brutish and stupid. Moreover, it required prodigious amounts of meat to sustain itself. But this was only a trifling concern. After all, I had a village full of it.

Joseph Fuegonasus

06/30/2020 09:46 PM 

The Prophet

Excavations beneath the manor were well underway, when a particularly ragged indigent arrived in the hamlet. This filthy, toothless miscreant boasted an uncanny knowledge of my ambitions and prognosticated publicly that, left unchecked, I would soon unleash doom upon the world. This raving creature had to be silenced. But doing so proved maddeningly impossible. How had he survived the stockades, the icy waters, and the knives I delivered so enthusiastically into his back? How had he returned, time and time again, to rouse the townsfolk with his wild speculations and prophecies? Finally, resigned to his uncommon corporeal resilience I lured him to the dig. There, I showed him the THING and detailed the full extent of my plans. Triumphantly I watched as he tore his eyes from their sockets and ran shrieking into the shadows, wailing maniacally that the end was upon us all.

Joseph Fuegonasus

06/30/2020 09:45 PM 

The Necromancer

Mastery over life and death was chief among my early pursuits. I began in humility, but my ambition was limitless. Who could have divined the prophetic import of something as unremarkable... as a twitch in the leg of a dead rat? I entertained a delegation of experts from overseas, eager to plumb the depths of their knowledge and share with them certain techniques and alchemical processes I had found to yield wondrous and terrifying results. Having learned all I could from my visiting guests, I murdered them as they slept. I brought my colleagues back with much of their intellect intact - a remarkable triumph for even the most experienced necromancer. Freed from the trappings of their humanity, they plied their terrible trade anew: the dead reviving the dead, on and on, down the years. Forever.


06/30/2020 09:24 PM 

Ryujin Uchiha

Age: depends on rpLikes: Shuriken, Sweets, Training, close friends, dreams of having a familyDislikes: War mongerers, bitter food, fake people, people who sacrifice others, a**holesWeapons: Shuriken, kunai, sword.Dojutsu: Saringan, Mangekyou (Later eternal), Rinnegan (Later into plot, might not even do it if not necessary)Summons: Giant Snake and HawkChakra natures: Fire and lightning styleBackground: Ryujin is a part of the dying clan called the Uchiha. His family was hunted, after the leaf's decimation, because of their visual prowess. His father had died trying to protect his mother and brother, and his mother had perished during childbirth. Her dying wish was for her older son Itachi to always look after Ryujin....... *Rest of the story really depends on how the rp is settup. I may even adjust it as needed depending on the rp.*Looks: Profile pic (Alot like his ancestor Sasuke)*I can usually play Sasuke, but this is for people who either don't like Sasuke or any other reason*

Princess Suma 18+

06/30/2020 09:08 PM 

family tree

great grandmother Helena  great grandmother shelena  Mother Mayleen  father  step father Alcor  step father Lucifer  step father Hiro  step father  step father  step father  step father  stepfather   step brother Nathaniel  step sister emily  step sister Hayley  step brother shadow  step brother Shiro  step brother alphonse  step brother Kiba  step brother Kuro  step brother tomoy  step sister suki  step sisiter Kira

Deal Maker

06/30/2020 07:01 PM 

ATLA/LOK Plot idea

Back in the time of the four nations, the legend of the Avatar had become known far and wide as a symbol of justice and peace. Every Avatar has come to be and became the nations protector while bringing them together no matter situations have arisen. But, for every hero, there always had to be a villain(s). The Avatar would always take down those that stood in his way of his quest. But, there is always been one longing question within people's minds when seeing the Avatar before doing his deeds: What if the Avatar, was to cause more harm than good? In the pursuit of justice, would the avatar cause chaos along the way? What if he wasn't the hero like legends say?What if those questions were to soon be answered?Within this alternate timeline, the Avatar of legend is both one of good and evil. It is said, that the Avatar, wherever they should arise from, would either be the lands salvation or the world's doom. Which one of these choices are they going to get when he reveals himself? Only some will ever know.

Princess Suma 18+

06/30/2020 05:30 PM 


the mother begged her father to not have her child whipped for her own crimes the father would not listen to his sinful child who dare loved another god that is from the egyptain kingdom not from the greek kingdom yet she could not stop her self for loving him who he is begging her father to stop and not harmed her child the father slapped his daughters face and yelled at her to watch her child being whipped for the child has sinned the mother screamed to her child you have not sinned my darlings she screams from the high stands above   and high crying the mother ran through the crowds of people to rush to her child to stop to what was to come running she hurries as she runs to the child crying heavily she hurries as she runs pushing through gaurds and warrirors running as fast as she can as she hurries her long black hair flows behind her tears swells in her eyes her hand reaches out to grip her child and the knights but it happen at last to fast whipping lashing sound was heard upon her childs flesh whipping sound was heard that echoed through out the greek and egptains gods kingdom the mother screams loudly falling to her knees seeing the blood of her childs flesh as well as her lovers blood mixed it was a disgrace for the kingdom as well as her people crying seeing her childs pain she cups her childs face mama is here she sobs tears falling down her cheeks mama is here she speaks cupping her daughters face who was just a mare child feeling the men kicked her to not touch her childs face tears swells up in her eyes as she screams loudly lighting shoots across the sky as thunder rawrs loudly as it echos loudly rumbles of thunder the mother grew angry for her love for her child was so much more love than can ever been seen by the gods the mother stands up with full of rage from her father punished her child her lover stood beside her as they took their hands together intertwinning one another with full rage slighting shoots from the sky attacking her father well known for the greek gods as she screams loudly every lighting shoots a god from above tears swells up in the mothers eyes with rage lava pours over the cracks burning fellow gods that had sinned for punished their own child the mother cuts the rope of her child holding her child close to her chest crying though the wounds have not fully healed hidden from the huamns eyes she cries sending her child to earth to be keeped safe from the rage of the gods as her mother and father stood their place in the heavens a war with fellow gods and demons on each side lashing out who is to blame the mother did not cast the child out for she could not love but because she wanted to protect her child from her own blood and family who wish to push the child for her own crimes war broke up in the heavens 

𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖌𝖚𝖓 ,

06/30/2020 12:26 PM 


prologue.  greetings !  i am glad to see that you have decided to give my rules a look over.  i will try to make this as short as possible but if they get a little wordy, i apologize.  i like to cover all my bases and hope that it not only gives you a good idea of what to expect of this profile, but from the admin as well.  while i am new to the platform of ani, i have been roleplaying online for over fifteen years.  please make yourselves comfortable and do not be afraid to ask anything of me should something be on your mind !  i only ask that you keep drama or any aggressive behavior at the door.  i also have two other profiles on the site that you may ask me about if you're interested.     writing & approaching.  you may approach me via messages, or leave me a little greeter comment.  either way i almost always begin conversations out of character and when we begin to write together, mostly remain in character unless asked otherwise.  i have a discord but that is reserved for only a very select few who my character develops a very strong bond with.  i just don't feel comfortable handing it out freely.  however, i am open to writing on it should i ever give it to someone.  i do ask that anyone i write with is literate.  i don't mind mistakes here or there, but if i can't make sense of anything that you write then it will become difficult to roleplay with you.     settings.  i am open to many settings!  crossovers are golden as are au's.  i'm no expert on guilty gear and i won't pretend to be.  i've played the games and read drama cd's, but still there is a lot that i am still learning.  should we write together in the canon setting of guilty gear please be patient with me as i may have questions from time to time.     content.  dark topics may be present.  guilty gear is a fighting game and its story has its own fair share of loss, war, death, etc.  on the more intimate end on the spectrum i plan on following the guidelines of this site and will not engage in it unless i know the other admin and it happens off site.  do not approach me about ero unless our characters are actively in a relationship together.  elphelt seems to barely even be able to consider the thought of kissing someone without fainting from becoming flustered, so ..     romance.  any romance will need to be formed through interaction and development, and plenty of it.  as much of a loveholic as elphelt may be, i personally won't place her in a relationship with someone unless there is undeniable love between two characters.  depending upon the first character to win her heart, this profile may be only connected romantically to the profile of her partner or else it may be open to more relationships but within different verses so that she's not cheating.  it depends upon her partner's and the admin's preference and style.  elphelt is not a cheater and i will not make her out to be one.     closing and respect.  if you send me a friend request please give me a few days to accept.  i am not always on my laptop but i do lurk via my phone quite often.  this brings me to the fact that should we write together or otherwise, i ask for your patience.  my eyes have a chronic problem, and i have real life obligations to tend to.  i won't always be on or be available to do things.  if this is something that might bother you, then perhaps you should just seek a different writing partner.  i can only do so much, although i am attempting to do my best.  that being said, thank you for taking the time to read these !  they may be changed or updated as time goes on and i become more used to this site.  if you would like to reply to this blog post to let me know you read the rules, you are welcome to.  it is not necessary, however.


06/29/2020 11:39 PM 


You know who i am lets not play dumb. (characters story is subject to change to fit the story better.)Name : dabiGender:maleHeight: 6'0Eyes: TurquoiseHair: BlackSexual Orientation: ???? Quirk: Cremation Dabi's Quirk grants him the ability to generate large amounts of highly destructive blue flames from his body. However, Dabi's body has a low tolerance for his own flames and he will get burned if he uses them for prolonged periods of time. Offensively, Dabi can shoot fireballs, generate flamethrower-like attacks, and release bursts of fire. Defensively, Dabi can burn away attacks and even generate enough flames to form massive walls of fire to surround his targets. He is able to incinerate an entire group of villains in mere seconds.      

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