JessieTargaryen
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Celestial Queen-in-Waiting
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6 yrs ago
Hey guys, don't catch the flu. It sucks! - PSA from your friendly neighborhood Targaryen
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7 yrs ago
Our father's were evil men, all of us. They left the world worse than they found it. We're not going to do that, we're going to leave the world better than we found it - Daenerys Targaryen
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8 yrs ago
Time and space - time to be alone, space to move about - these may well become the great scarcities of tomorrow. - Edwin Way Teale
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8 yrs ago
Ever make a mistake so bad, that it hurts every time you just think of it? Ever wish you could go back in time and fix everything so you didn't hurt the one who matters most? Yeah, me too.
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8 yrs ago
Hail Hydra!
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Do not go gentle into that good night
By: Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
By: Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Most Recent Posts
"When you travel with one who is hunted by the best that the demons can throw at us, you will learn that the main roads may very well be the safest. Demons have moved 5 heir empire into the overworld. And they own the forests." Jason says calmly to Alicen. Although he was keeping his distance from the girl still
Jason shrugged. "I came across one of their patrols and they started yelling at me to surrender. I need to conserve my strength for when I fight my father, so I decided not to kill them and let them take me prisoner." The boy says to the girl, even now Jason could feel the cold stares of the people leaving the room staring fall upon him, hating him for the fact he was born to a demon.
The king leaned over to the girl and whispered "That was going to be your next mission. Find a cure for me. The darkness is only in its early stages so I can still manage. I guess the demon will have to go with you." The king nodded at the girl before briskly leaving the room, obviously not wanting to answer questions about the boy's statement. Jason looked around as people filed out of the room. "So I guess you're my babysitter now." Jason said.
Jason looked at the girl then back to the king. "We both know words will never truly convince you. Somebody will have to vouch for my behavior. And by the way, It would appear that you have fallen Ill to my father's weapon"
Jason watched the King enter and knelt, giving the king the common courtesy that royalty deserved inside their own country. The man looked over the two and pat Alicen on the head, Scratching behind her ears. "So this is the Demon that sent my most fearsome general running like a little boy. Spare me the story, I don't care. I want you to convince me that I can trust you within my city." The man said.
Jason glared at the girl stopping him. "These... For lack of a better word, Xenophobic beings refuse to listen to me anyway. That man was going to abuse you, he deserves to die." Jason says, though his fire did die away. His attention fixed on the general whimpering at his feet. "Where is your high and mighty attitude now? You represent the worst your species has to offer. Now go." The boy says, adding a growl at the end to make the General run off like a little baby. Jason turned to those looking on. "If you wish for a peaceful trial then so be it. But give me a judge who has not decided my fate before I even utter a word."
Jason watched the scene unfold, and he knew that the girl was trying to get him a chance to speak. Good. He'd rather not be tired from killing the humans when he fought his father. Then the judge called her wench, and the boy remebered the abuse his mother endured for him, the Human Princess being a captive. For some reason this enraged the boy to the point that a ball of Hellfire engulfed him, making him disappear then reappear directly in front of the judge. With the momentum from his Teleportation the boy hit the judge hard. Sending him flying backwards and away from the girl. The boy began slowly walking towards the judge, his sword appearing in his right hand and his cloak made of pure darkness appearing around him. "I came here in peace. You abused me. That was acceptable. I will not allow you to call the innocent girl a wench. Those who abuse women will die by hand." The boy growled, his voice seemed to growl from multiple places in the room as Hellfire accented his approach towards the judge.
Jason watched the massive amount of humans enter the room. He waited calmly, arms bound and being tied to a chair while the judge entered and stared down upon the demon. After the court was seated and everybody was watching, the boy decided to make his move. A small burst of hellfire appeared around his wrists and body as the ropes were destroyed. Letting a loud gasp of fear escape from the audience. The boy stood and stared around at each and every one of them.
"You all gasp at my ability, yet all I did was give myself a more... how do you humans put it?" The boy said with a low laugh "Humane treatment." He glared at the humans here. He was a warrior, and one who would be helping these creatures. Yet they all stared at him like he was a monster.
"You all gasp at my ability, yet all I did was give myself a more... how do you humans put it?" The boy said with a low laugh "Humane treatment." He glared at the humans here. He was a warrior, and one who would be helping these creatures. Yet they all stared at him like he was a monster.
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(no piercings)
~Stands at 5'7~
Jason Diabolic
17
Male
Half-Demon
Jason is royalty, but he is also a labeled terrorist and religious heretic. He caps the most wanted list of every kingdom except that of the Elves and Ciands. His father, Lucifer, is the king of Hell and the demons. He is also the main pawn of the Darkness. Which knew Jason would be it's downfall. Which drove the king to label the young Demon prince a heretic and a terrorist. Locking him away and torturing him for years on end. Then one day, Jason escaped and went to the overworld. Planning to destroy his father and to fix his race. He has since been captured by the Templars (He went peacefully) and is awaiting his trial.
+Stygian Iron Sword
+Dark Cloak which morphs into Armor made of Darkness.
~Necromancer
~Darkness Control (along the lines of Gaara and his sand. His Darkness is limited in that it is his cloak and only that much can be used)
~Hellfire Manipulation (This includes Teleportation. I checked x3)
(no piercings)~Stands at 5'7~
Jason Diabolic
17
Male
Half-Demon
Jason is royalty, but he is also a labeled terrorist and religious heretic. He caps the most wanted list of every kingdom except that of the Elves and Ciands. His father, Lucifer, is the king of Hell and the demons. He is also the main pawn of the Darkness. Which knew Jason would be it's downfall. Which drove the king to label the young Demon prince a heretic and a terrorist. Locking him away and torturing him for years on end. Then one day, Jason escaped and went to the overworld. Planning to destroy his father and to fix his race. He has since been captured by the Templars (He went peacefully) and is awaiting his trial.
+Stygian Iron Sword
+Dark Cloak which morphs into Armor made of Darkness.
~Necromancer
~Darkness Control (along the lines of Gaara and his sand. His Darkness is limited in that it is his cloak and only that much can be used)
~Hellfire Manipulation (This includes Teleportation. I checked x3)
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