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Probably Casual
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As I looked through the mirror, I saw not of me, but of what I had become - a shell of my former self, tainted by the hand of evil. It was then that I had decided; I had to fight this... thing, inside of me. The blanket of darkness had touched me - caressed my innocent cheek. The warmth it offered felt gentle, kind. I plunged into the darkness, wanting only the love it offered. I wanted to be loved; for someone to think I was important. This was what I had dreamed so long for. |
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Yay ^^
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As I looked through the mirror, I saw not of me, but of what I had become - a shell of my former self, tainted by the hand of evil. It was then that I had decided; I had to fight this... thing, inside of me. The blanket of darkness had touched me - caressed my innocent cheek. The warmth it offered felt gentle, kind. I plunged into the darkness, wanting only the love it offered. I wanted to be loved; for someone to think I was important. This was what I had dreamed so long for. |
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That's fine. I understand. It's just that beginner dies too easily, and I'm not creative enough for advanced.
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As I looked through the mirror, I saw not of me, but of what I had become - a shell of my former self, tainted by the hand of evil. It was then that I had decided; I had to fight this... thing, inside of me. The blanket of darkness had touched me - caressed my innocent cheek. The warmth it offered felt gentle, kind. I plunged into the darkness, wanting only the love it offered. I wanted to be loved; for someone to think I was important. This was what I had dreamed so long for. |
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I can imagine how that would take a lot of time.
I think I'll start up the OOC, since no one seems to be looking in this section.
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As I looked through the mirror, I saw not of me, but of what I had become - a shell of my former self, tainted by the hand of evil. It was then that I had decided; I had to fight this... thing, inside of me. The blanket of darkness had touched me - caressed my innocent cheek. The warmth it offered felt gentle, kind. I plunged into the darkness, wanting only the love it offered. I wanted to be loved; for someone to think I was important. This was what I had dreamed so long for. |