My name is Levi Purus. Just now, I came back from my first día of school. I don't know why, but everyone, including my teacher were afraid of me. I didn't want to go back, but mom and dad told me I had to.
Some years later...
Today, I was pummeled again por the local bullies. I can't tell why, but they seemed to be hurting themselves más than they were hurting me. I guess that they act tough, but aren't.
Some days later...
I was in the principal's office for breaking a kid's arm while in wrestling class. It's not my fault they didn't tap out earlier. Is it?
Several years later...
I'm 15 now, and my parents decided to tell me everything. I was not their biological child. I was found por them while I was wandering the streets of the city. They also dicho I wasn't a cat, but something called a Banshee, whatever that is. They explained to me that my skeleton was thick and hard, which would explain why the bullies couldn't beat me up too badly. I aslo found out that I was stronger than most mobocanians. The as explained how I was able to break those arms like twigs, as I remember. I also found out that I narrowly escaped a genocide due to the fact that I was born after such an events.
I was lucky to be alive.
Some years later...
I found out I wasn't alone today. I saw another banshee, specifically, a female one. My parents taught me the distinguishing marks of a Banshee, and, effectively enough, she was a Banshee. We had a great time together. She dicho that she'd like to spend some time with me tomorrow. Did she just ask me out on a date?
A few years later...
With school long gone, and both of us going to universities, with stable jobs, we're on our way to a good life.
One o two years later...
My mother died of be as in cancer. My girlfriend and I got an excused absence from the universidad to visit mother. She passed while we were all there. My life-savings went towards her funeral. Or, at least most of it. Father and my girlfriend helped paying it off.
A couple years later...
I proposed to my girlfriend today, and she accepted. The wedding was to be held a little less than a mes away. With my doctorate, and my fiance's doctorate, we made enough money to support Father.
A mes later...
My wife is pregnant with my child. Father cried when he saw his developing grandson on the sonograph. We banshees are smart, but I don't know how long he cried for.
Several months later...
After much planning, I will have an assistant of mine try to remove something I found inside my body called a 'core'. I found this por using a personally engineered gamma rayo, ray machine as an x rayo, ray machine because x rayo, ray machines weren't very helpful. I have reason to believe that if I can take it out of my body, the core can serve as an energy source. Assumming I syrvive the process.
Many weeks later...
I awoke from a comatose state caused por the removal if my core. My assistant dicho that I blacked out shortly after my core was removed, and that when she tried to put the core back, she couldn't because of a muro of light.
This was intriguing, so I took another gamma rayo, ray test, and a white spot always appeared where my core previously was.
A año later...
Father was murdered today. I cried, but I got this idea. All the wars in the world are caused por anger, envy, fear, o some other emotion. If this is the root of the problem, then I intend to end it.
Several months later...
I developed a serum to nullify all emotion. I tested it, and it works like a dream. I intend to have this distributed world wide, and begin using the serum on myself.
A día later...
I found out about a tournament that was being held. I decided to join. It would be a nice populated place to begin the distribution. I kissed my wife, son, and unborn daughter good-bye, and went on my way to enter the tournament.
This was going to be the first time I tested the serum on myself.
End, until further notice...
Some years later...
Today, I was pummeled again por the local bullies. I can't tell why, but they seemed to be hurting themselves más than they were hurting me. I guess that they act tough, but aren't.
Some days later...
I was in the principal's office for breaking a kid's arm while in wrestling class. It's not my fault they didn't tap out earlier. Is it?
Several years later...
I'm 15 now, and my parents decided to tell me everything. I was not their biological child. I was found por them while I was wandering the streets of the city. They also dicho I wasn't a cat, but something called a Banshee, whatever that is. They explained to me that my skeleton was thick and hard, which would explain why the bullies couldn't beat me up too badly. I aslo found out that I was stronger than most mobocanians. The as explained how I was able to break those arms like twigs, as I remember. I also found out that I narrowly escaped a genocide due to the fact that I was born after such an events.
I was lucky to be alive.
Some years later...
I found out I wasn't alone today. I saw another banshee, specifically, a female one. My parents taught me the distinguishing marks of a Banshee, and, effectively enough, she was a Banshee. We had a great time together. She dicho that she'd like to spend some time with me tomorrow. Did she just ask me out on a date?
A few years later...
With school long gone, and both of us going to universities, with stable jobs, we're on our way to a good life.
One o two years later...
My mother died of be as in cancer. My girlfriend and I got an excused absence from the universidad to visit mother. She passed while we were all there. My life-savings went towards her funeral. Or, at least most of it. Father and my girlfriend helped paying it off.
A couple years later...
I proposed to my girlfriend today, and she accepted. The wedding was to be held a little less than a mes away. With my doctorate, and my fiance's doctorate, we made enough money to support Father.
A mes later...
My wife is pregnant with my child. Father cried when he saw his developing grandson on the sonograph. We banshees are smart, but I don't know how long he cried for.
Several months later...
After much planning, I will have an assistant of mine try to remove something I found inside my body called a 'core'. I found this por using a personally engineered gamma rayo, ray machine as an x rayo, ray machine because x rayo, ray machines weren't very helpful. I have reason to believe that if I can take it out of my body, the core can serve as an energy source. Assumming I syrvive the process.
Many weeks later...
I awoke from a comatose state caused por the removal if my core. My assistant dicho that I blacked out shortly after my core was removed, and that when she tried to put the core back, she couldn't because of a muro of light.
This was intriguing, so I took another gamma rayo, ray test, and a white spot always appeared where my core previously was.
A año later...
Father was murdered today. I cried, but I got this idea. All the wars in the world are caused por anger, envy, fear, o some other emotion. If this is the root of the problem, then I intend to end it.
Several months later...
I developed a serum to nullify all emotion. I tested it, and it works like a dream. I intend to have this distributed world wide, and begin using the serum on myself.
A día later...
I found out about a tournament that was being held. I decided to join. It would be a nice populated place to begin the distribution. I kissed my wife, son, and unborn daughter good-bye, and went on my way to enter the tournament.
This was going to be the first time I tested the serum on myself.
End, until further notice...
Gender:Female
Personality:reckless, bold, lonely
Meranden (nickname:denny) is a robber who only robs because of a person who talks to her through telepathy, but she doesn't know who is talking to her. All she knows is whenever the person wants something and she refuses to get it, she feels a very sharp pain throughout her body for an unlimited amount of time. She can tell the person she'll get the item through telepathy too. They meet up (though the person is invisible) and she gives the item(s) to the mysterious person and then she's free for a couple months. During that time frame, she enjoys life like a regular person, and always wishes she can meet Sonic the Hedgehog. Only when the mysterious person asks for something, is when she'll gear up with her gadgets and suit. She also has the ability to copy her opponent in any movement o power. She can do a homing attack and spin dash too like Sonic.
Name:Bunny
Age:21
amor interest:Shane(she has a crush on him)
Life:She ran away from her inicial at the age of 14. She later met Emily and her friends. Bla bla bla, she later met Shock the dog. Bla bla bla, she later met Shane, bla bla bla. She is afraid of guns.
Other:She lives in the human world[a.k.a my dream world] but later left to Sonic's world. And lives on the Jaguar Islands.
Drinks:No, that's Emily's job.(I'm sorry Emily)
Weapons:Gun,Knife,And that's all.
Looks like:Is a green rabbit.
Clothes:Wears a green short shirt, her pants are Military green. She also wears green sunglasses.
Likes:Sunglasses (more like an obsession), dogs.
Dislikes:Anybody who "kills" sunglasses(long story). Getting hit.
Obsess with:Sunglasses (long story).
Eye color: Green.
Finally I'm done with her bio!
Age:21
amor interest:Shane(she has a crush on him)
Life:She ran away from her inicial at the age of 14. She later met Emily and her friends. Bla bla bla, she later met Shock the dog. Bla bla bla, she later met Shane, bla bla bla. She is afraid of guns.
Other:She lives in the human world[a.k.a my dream world] but later left to Sonic's world. And lives on the Jaguar Islands.
Drinks:No, that's Emily's job.(I'm sorry Emily)
Weapons:Gun,Knife,And that's all.
Looks like:Is a green rabbit.
Clothes:Wears a green short shirt, her pants are Military green. She also wears green sunglasses.
Likes:Sunglasses (more like an obsession), dogs.
Dislikes:Anybody who "kills" sunglasses(long story). Getting hit.
Obsess with:Sunglasses (long story).
Eye color: Green.
Finally I'm done with her bio!
Written and copyrighted por Zane Luxuria Zenon
Loud and obnoxious shrieks of utter terror were unleashed through the walls of the deceased man who was only referred to as The Doctor. It was no surprise for people indigenous to the area, which is a grand total of one. Screams happen all the time, and he despises them. The very person who causes the yelling is the one who hates it, irony at it's finest. His name is Dsy, a teenage boy who has Amnesia and short-term memory loss.
"I hate the loud noises, I fucking told you!"
His angry remark was followed por the clanking sound of a cleaver. His generic black clothes were slathered in in blood. He smirked at the decapitated head of yet another victim.
"Another sin for humanity, another strain on my blade."
Loud and obnoxious shrieks of utter terror were unleashed through the walls of the deceased man who was only referred to as The Doctor. It was no surprise for people indigenous to the area, which is a grand total of one. Screams happen all the time, and he despises them. The very person who causes the yelling is the one who hates it, irony at it's finest. His name is Dsy, a teenage boy who has Amnesia and short-term memory loss.
"I hate the loud noises, I fucking told you!"
His angry remark was followed por the clanking sound of a cleaver. His generic black clothes were slathered in in blood. He smirked at the decapitated head of yet another victim.
"Another sin for humanity, another strain on my blade."