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Team Name: Team Venture
Guild Affiliation: Cartographers
Team Ranking: F ; 0 Team Points
Authenticated by: Adrian Selkirk, Registrar
"Ya' can't expect somethin' to fall in ya' lap! Gotta work hard! Ya' gotta explore! There're things out there we never seen! I'mma be the first to find 'em! With my buddy right beside me!"



Oscar Fairburn // Male // Minccino
Young Adult // Influence : 0
Relaxed // Impetuous and Silly // Skill Link

Oscar is taller than the average Minccino, standing at a rather high two feet for his species. His body type is unusual as well, more similar to that of a Pikachu yet more slender with two white stripes on his back. Due to that, Oscar is rather light and nimble on his feet, able to pull off certain tricks with ease and cross fields quickly on all fours. His tail is smoother, study, with hardly any unusual grooves. He's been known to hang from branches using his tail or feet.

Some noticeable facial features are white dots slightly beyond his round baby blue eyes.

He wears a cerulean blue bandana around his neck.

Move 1: Dig
--Burrowing underground, Oscar uses this move for sneak attacks or as a means of escape. It has plenty of other useful means as well.

Move 2: Helping Hand
--With glowing palms, Oscar claps several times, some of his energy transferring over to his partner to boost the recipient's next move.

Move 3: Dazzling Gleam
--Emitting a strange brilliant light from his body, it blinds and attacks his foes!

Move 4: Tail Slap
--His signature move! His tail gains a luminous glow as well as a boost in power to deserve a powerful slap to his foes! Linked with his ability, he slaps them 5 times before having to back off.

Item 1
--Cerulean Blue Fabric. Used as a bandana which he keeps tied around his neck.

Item 2

'Leaf' // Male // Roserade
Unknown (Somewhere in his Teens) // Absolute : 1
Mild // Often Lost in Thought // Poison Point

--Leaf towers over the average Roserade at a staggering three feet and eight inches for his age. Described as a shiny, his colors are actually slightly lighter than the norm, his purple and black roses seemingly in bloom while his eyes are a dark purple. He has unusual yellow markings running down the center of his 'mask' and curves on his chest.

Move 1: Aromatherapy
-- A soothing wondrous aroma fills the air, curing harmful status ailments that affects nearby allies.

Move 2: Poison Jab
--With thorns dripping with lethal poison, he jabs his foes with them. Has a decent chance of poisoning the opponent.

Move 3: Hidden Power (Water)
--Using a strange power, he gathers the moisture in the air to use as a projectile. It has other uses as well.

Move 4: Razor Leaf
--Using dangerously sharp petal, he flings them at his foes!

Item 1
Item 2


Oscar approached the registrar's office, his eyes roaming down to double check his make-shift map. This gotta be it... Biting his lower lip, he took a moment to examine the yellow and cyan markings splashed across it. Approaching the front door cautiously, he stopped in front of it, his eyes lightening up. A sheet of faded loose-leaf paper has been tacked on the front, marked with the words: GUILD REGISTRATION: INQUIRE INSIDE.

"This is it!" He squeaked excitedly. A small shuffle behind him attracted his attention. He glanced to see his Roserade companion, Leaf, sharing a similar gleeful expression, his eyes shimmering. Giving Leaf a thumbs-up, he quietly knocked on the door.

The duo stood in their lonesome, so long that Oscar's enthusiasm began to wane, his perky ears lowering. Maybe we leav-  The door sprang open, revealing a creature that sent shudders down the Minccino's spine at first sight, wholly unsure what to call the ghastly Pokémon in front of them.

The creature towered over had the general theme of a Cofagrigus, its golden sarcophagus and head-crest glistening slightly in the light. Rather than two pairs of shadowy arms, its appendages split to formed into short, claw-like arms and legs. The same dark miasma gently spilled from every crack in the coffin, forming a hazy aura around the ghost-type. Its face was made from the darkness as well, illuminated by a pair of piercing blue eyes. The sarcophagus itself was engraved with circular, dotted markings, vaguely resembling an Unown. Most noticeably, its lower body had been split into segments, curling upwards from the hips to form a large, rounded tail.

Oscar paled at the ghost's type abnormal appearance, his lips twitching, tail erect. The thought of high-tailing it out rose, the more he continued to stare. Leaf observed Oscar's reaction with a clueless look. Taking note of Leaf's questioning look, Oscar clapped his paws on his cheeks, plastering on a more confident look. No lookin' afraid in front of Leaf!

"Ah, hello!" the ghost-type exclaimed, pausing after seeing Oscar's reaction to his appearance. "Er, sorry... I may not be the greatest conversationalist, but you haven't got to be afraid of me. I was a Sandshrew in my previous life, hence the look." He pushed the door open with one hand, and extends the other for you, giving a small smile. "Name's Adrian, I'm here as Devdas' replacement."  

Oscar stared at the ghostly claw, wary. Reaching out he gripped, only to have his paw go straight through. He jumped slightly before giving off a nervous chuckle. Leaf eyed the ghost's palm mutely yet with a curious gaze in his eyes.

"Are you here to register for the guild?" Adrian asked, cocking his head. At the duo's eager nods, he continued, "Please, come in then by all means."

The pair followed Cofagrigus into the hut, feet traveling across the gravel floor. At the sudden shift of texture, Oscar's paws stretched reflexively to adjust. The walls of the circular room are lined with shelves, many sparse or filled with stacks of paper, rather than books. At the far end of the room, there is a large, cluttered desk, and a wooden storage box adjacent to it.

Oscar took in the scene with wonder, his eyes shimmering with curiosity. His eyes never laid upon a room like this. So cool... His tail swayed as he stood on the tips on his toes. What could be in those papers? What if they lead to treasure? His interest only grew at the idea.

"Ah, would you like a drink?" Adrian asked, disrupting the Minccino's thoughts. "I'm sorry, I can only offer you water at the moment, don't know where my coffee mix has gotten off to."

"Naw I think we're fine?" Oscar snuck a peak at Leaf seeing the Roserade's small shake of the head. "Yup."

Adrian glanced back and forth across the rows of paper, letting out a sigh. "Wonderful... as soon as I memorize where all the records are in here, I can't find anything else," the ghost muttered to himself before turning his attention back to the pair.

"By the way, you wouldn't happen to be related to a Serperior, would you?" Adrian questioned, his eyes filled with interest as they lingered over the Roserade. He made his way around the desk, taking a seat. "You certainly do have some noticeable features," he mused. "That strange leafy frill around your neck... But mostly certainly the protrusions at the side of your head.. Never seen a Roserade with ears! And the yellow markings on you. Hmm. Yes you must have some!" Adrian jotted down notes of the peculiar features before gesturing for the pair to have a seat at a few stools facing adjacent of him.

There was also a large depression in the floor where something round had once sat, and the gravel on top of it is sparse, as if it had been hastily covered up. "Sorry if it isn't too comfortable, I had to buy these things last-minute," the ghost-type admitted letting out a breath. "Devdas had a boulder in here to sit on, of all things, so I suppose anything's an improvement."

"Right. I suppose you're wondering what's happened to Devdas? Well..." The Cofagrigus pauses for a moment, then opens the desk and pulls out a few sheets of loose-leaf paper. "He's had a nervous breakdown, the poor bastard. He was already in a bad spot before the bathysphere's arrival, and with that sudden influx of guild members, it all got to be too much for him. He hasn't quit, don't worry, just transferred over to one of the Cartographers' outposts." He meshes his hazy "claws" together on the desk, glancing back up at you. "The original plan was for me to be the registrar for that outpost, but with the circumstances, we've had to swap places. Well, I'll do whatever I can to keep things running while he's away!"

"Anyway, I've talked enough," Adrian admits, leaning back a little in his seat. "So, tell me! Where are you two from, and what brings you to Aster?"

Oscar had began to doze after Adrian's long explanation. When the ghost's stare transformed into a glare, he shot straight up in his seat with a chuckle. "Um! I always lived her'! I never lived anywhere else! Just on the outskirts. It's a nice place!" Oscar chirped with a grin.

Leaf averted his eyes, his quiet voice a mere mutter. "No se..."

At the ghost's questioning look, Oscar quickly supplied, "I found ol' Leaf here on the trail nearby. Hurt pretty badly. But he's fine now! Livin' with me!"

The ghost-type listened intently, occasionally nodding. "All right, then. In that case, I think I'll get started on the paperwork. Won't take me that long, I promise." He rummaged around in the desk, pulling out a feather and ink-bottle. He opened the latter, dipping the tip of the feather into it. He paused, a toothy grin beginning to spread across his face. "It's always exciting to meet people of different backgrounds, cultures. That's why I took this job, to be honest: it's almost like world travelling, but I don't have to move from this spot. So what's got you two interested in joining the Cartographers?"

Oscar turned sheepish, reluctant to answer. "Er. We mostly joined for the 'venturing bit. It looks mighty fun for us! Nothin' too dangerous and all!"

Adrian scribbled down the information, glancing back and forth between them and the paper. "Perfect. Now, would you mind listing off your distinguishing physical features, if you've got any?" He paused to give Oscar a piercing look from top to bottom, "Your friend here" -he pointed towards the Roserade with his pencil- "Has enough going for him to be different. But you... Let's face it, with so many of the same species in the guilds, this is how people'll be able to find you easily. We've already had several Ditto confused for each other-" He froze then shaking his head. "That's a bad example, but you know what I mean."

Oscar bristled at Adrian's remark, his tail slamming on the ground. "Ya' listen her'! I know darn sure ther' ain't many Minccinos in da village! Heck my sisters probably make up most of it! See this her'" -he pointed out the knicks on his ear- "I got these! Ma' whiskers! Th' stripes on ma' back! And more!"

Adrian inhaled deeply at Minccino's outburst.  "Right, right. I apologize. You do have a lot more differences than a normal Minccino. Sorry I wasn't more observant... But let's try something a little more interesting... damn, Devdas always did this bit so theatrically. Let's see if I can match it."

The ghost-type rummaged around in his sarcophagus, pulling out a long, tattered bandage.

A sickly pallor covered the Minccino's fur as he watched the ghost type continue, a paw on his mouth. That's gross! Where did it even come from?!

Ignoring Oscar's reaction, Adrian took his half-full cup from the desk, then wrapped it in the bandage. Once he finished sealing it, he flipped the cup over, holding it face-down above the table. Rather than seeping through the bandage, the water remained in the glass!

"There you go," the Cofagrigus stated grinning, "That's my ability, Mummy. Anything sealed in these bandages will remain in a "preserved" state, and won't be able to use any of its characteristics. If I wrapped you in these, you'd be drained of energy, and wouldn't be able to use your abilities. Not as flashy as lighting one's tail on fire, but eh, what can I say. So, got any special abilities like this?" He places the cup back on the table, still facing downward.

Intrigued, Oscar poked at the wrappings, completely baffled. "Tha's so weird but cool," he murmured with awe, prodding at the wrappings. "My ability ain't nothing like this. It helps me out with my move, Tail Slap! I can give 'mons a good wracking 5 times instead of the rando-"

A poke in his side made the Minccino squeal. Raising an eyebrow when Leaf poked again, he made a gesture. What gives?

"My ability," Leaf started quietly. "To poison with touch."

"Interesting..." Adrian said to himself, jotting down notes while Oscar gave Leaf a look of alarm.

"Hey there, buddy..." Oscar nudge the Roserade playfully while his maw twitched. "Ya' wasn't trying to poison ma', 'ight?"

Leaf stared, not the least bit concerned.

"'Ight...," Oscar huffed with a pout, folding his arms across his chest.

"Off the record," the Cofagrigus chuckled after their little conversation, "could you tell me a bit more about yourselves? Don't mean to offend, it's been pretty interesting from what I've heard so far."

"Well... I got a big family and stuff. Not really much. Leaf here doesn't remember much. Took a hit to his noggin ther'. Been trying to get him to remember but nothin' working," Oscar explained with a shrug.

"Hmm..," Adrian mused with a nod, "here's the last question, and in a way, it's the most important. What expertise do you have that applies to the Cartographers? We've got a very broad range of skills that are needed, everything from map-making to piracy." He stifled a giggle, shaking his head. "Not actually- Felix told me to say that one. But anyway, go ahead."

"I can build traps! Me n' Pa always make traps nearby th' house! Gotta be of some help her'! Map-making? I made maps before. Ma' siblings always get lost somehow. I'm always in a tree, making best route for 'em." Oscar paused with a thoughtful expression, his gaze moving towards the Roserade. What could Leaf offer here..?

"I can talk to plants!" Leaf exclaimed.

"Speak with...plants?" Adrian repeated with disbelief, staring at the Roserade oddly.

Oh no. "What he means is!" Oscar shouted, waving. When the attention was upon, he was left speechless. Come on brain! "He's talkin' about he knows exactly what they need! Yeah! It's almost like speaking with 'em but it's not, ya' see. And he can speak different words!"

"Another language?" Adrian said, interested by this info.

Relief sang through Oscar at disaster being avoided. "Yeah! We don't know exactly what it is but I'm sure it can be of some help if others know!"

"Good.  I'm going to need your full names, whether you're absolute or influence- if you know, that is, I'll figure it out eventually- and last, whatever you'd like to call your team. It can be just about anything, except for "Team Name", someone's already taken that." Adrian chuckled again, scratching the back of his head-case.

"The name's Oscar Fairburn. And this her' is Leaf!" Oscar paused. He hadn't thought about that. We are goin- "Team Venture...?" He whispered to himself. "Yeah Team Venture!" He said loudly for the ghost to hear.

After filling out the last of the information, Adrian opened the wooden box adjacent to his desk, removing a pair of stamping devices, one resembling a petri dish with a handle. "Devdas had a printing press in here, originally, but he's taken it with him. I don't sleep very often, so I don't mind doing everything by hand." He pressed the first stamp down on your papers, then the second. "Right, then, it's official! Welcome to the Cartographers' Guild!"
PMDA: Team Venture Written App
The Written App for Team Venture! (Yes I used the format there but I tweaked it a little to suit my style~ Trust me. My work gets better than this) 

A collaborative team between me and LittleWhiteWolfAngel !
Translations: No se = Don't know 

Drawn App

“Standing there anxiously isn’t helping anyone,” the Natu reminded the Meowth in dull tone. The duo stood in front of the Explorer’s infirmary, other Explorers around them clamoring excited about the trip.

The feline was frozen in place, unsure what to do. What can he do? He was the one who caused this to happen. He bit down on his lip, scruntizing the door even harder. “I should… go back. I-”

“Casper. Do not go on a rant about how this was your fault,” the bird reprimanded sharply. “One could not have taken into account of the tunnel caving in.”

“But still! I dragged him into the dungeon!” Casper shouted angrily at his feathered friend, a paw on his chest.

The Natu flinched at his intense emotions. She never seen the feline so outspoken about something let alone someone. “You are causing a scene,” her tone not once rising to match her companion’s. Getting angered over the situation helped nothing and she learned that ages ago.

The Meowth glanced warily at a nosy few who paused and stared at his outburst. He flushed, hanging his head low. When they dispersed, he gave the Natu an apologetic look.

“It’s not necessary. So are we not going to Geoda?” She pushed on this subject several times before, never receiving a straight answer. It

Casper gave ahold of his arm tightly. “I’m n-not sure… When we finish checking on him, I’ll see…”

“By all means continue.”

The Flaaffy became aware of several things around him. A staccato heartbeat, his own. Why…? He cracked over his eyes, shielding them from the sun rays. Where… He winced at the sudden pain he felt from rising his arms.

“Wa…” He stared down surprised at the bandages wrapped tightly around his arms. Then everything came flooding back full force. The scent of dust and a sudden choking sense overwhelming him, sending him into a cough fit as sprang up, gasping for air.


His now tear filled eyes focused wildly on the Meowth near his bedside. Casper…? He could only think unable to say the feline’s name between coughs. When the nurse, a Meganium, anxiously began coming this way, he shook his rapidly at her. The presence of the stranger would only make it all the more worse for him.

She stopped, giving him a concerned look not before giving the feline a stern look as she tended to another patient. He could only imagine what she longed to say.

When the fit was finally over, he skimmed over the now anxious feline. He didn’t appear hurt which made the sheep relieved.

“C-Casper.. I’m g-glad you’re okay…,” Theo croaked out with a wry smile.

“You… you…,” the feline struggled to say more, tears in his eyes. “I told you not to do that! Ashy had us! B-But why did you try to be a hero?! You have an egg to take off!”

Theo stared at him in stunned silence. Someone was crying over…him. Something he would have never dreamed of seeing. It brought even more tears in his eyes. “I-I…” He couldn’t bring himself to say. The real reason why he did something so foolish. But the feline reminded him of something. The egg!

“Oh!” He jumped out of the bed without a thought but he had taken into account the state of his legs. His legs went out underneath him and he would have fallen if Casper hadn’t caught him in time.

“You’re suppose to be in bed!” Casper rebuked, assisting the Flaaffy back to bed but the electric didn’t not want to remain still.

“The egg!” Did I fail?!

“It is fine,” the Natu finally spoke from her perch on the feline’s shoulder.

Theo gave the bird a quick glance. He had forgotten the psychic bird was even here. The firmness of her words left no way to doubt her. With a resigned sigh, he quietly complied with the feline’s wish, his eyes planted on a nearby window. His first dungeon was a failure. He thought he was ready but it went all wrong…

Noticing the Flaaffy’s sudden withdrawl, Casper coughed into his paw gaining the sheep’s attention. “Um we’re going to Geoda.”

Theo’s ears perked up with surprise before drooping even further than before. “A-Ah… I don’t t-think I will be g-going… I will o-only mess up again…”

“What?!” Casper exclaimed. “You have to go! The guild’s counting on us! On all of us!”

“I w-would rather not s-screw it up for the rest of you g-guys… J-Just go on without me,” Theo muttered, facing away from them.

“There’s no I in team!”

“C-Course there’s no-”

“That’s beside the point, Theo! You gained the courage to enter the dungeon meeting without me! I was the one who asked you to travel with me but you knew where every single trap was and disarmed them like a pro! You’re important like anyone else here!” Casper encouraged, breathless at the end.

The feline’s speech hit home for the sheep, unable to keep the surprise off his face. I’m important…? Me… He stared down at his hands, opening and closing him. “Me…”

“Yes you buddy,” Casper placed a paw firmly on the Flaaffy’s shoulder.

The word brought electric type to tears once again. But these were one of tears. The feline tried to console him but he merely shook it off. “I’m going….” He said softly, his voice a threading whisper.

“What?” Casper was unsure he heard the Flaaffy right.

“I’m going too!”

Encouragement (Dungeon Aftermath of FD and DL
Team Apps to be added soon

Dreamy Legends
Formidable Dawn

My busy life has led to delays hehe... Ill write the complete to their dungeon eventually though it may not be revelant except for their meeting which I will have to do.
"Theo! Theo?! Can you hear me?!" A Meowth cried out. He coughed, a thick layer of dust in the room making visiblity low and the air almost unsuitable to breathe in. "Can you hear me Theo?!"

"This is foolish! The Flaaffy pushed you so you can save that young! Don't let his actions be in vain!" A female's voice thundered in his head. He winced, his ears pinning back. His partner was horribly concerned but at least she was safe and that was all he wanted her to be. He had to be courageous for once. Not hiding behind her on a constant basis, appearing to be weak and meager. A small gasp echoed in his mind telling him she heard the light tenor of his thoughts.

"I never thought of you weak! How cou- No! I'm going in there to save your hi-"

He cut the mental line, not wanting her to pinpoint his location. He knew the Natu will be streaming mad when he met up with her later but this came first. "Give me a sign Theo! Your tail!" He waited for what seemed like to be an eternal in the area. Then he saw a luminous lime light in the corner. There! He rushed over the light. And halted. He saw a small orb giving off the familar but the rest of it was pinned underneath some rocks. No! He desperately clawed at the rocks, prying whatever he could. The light was slowly beginning to wane. "Theo! I know you're there! Stay awake for me!" If the sheep started to dream... Suddenly a purple glow enveloped the rocks skyrocketing elsewhere to reveal the Flaaffy on the ground. Casper breathed a small sigh of relief when the Natu fluttered to perch on his shoulder.

"I t-told y-you I w-wouldn't leave him," Casper stammered, staring at the unconscious Flaaffy. Theo didn't appeared to be so bruised... Be alright!

"I should have listened to you" -when Casper abruptly scammered to his feet, the Natu digged her talons in slightly to keep him in place. "The egg is fine. I left it in someone's worthy hands now." She paused, her eyes giving off a glow. The glow enveloped the Flaafy, easily lifting him the air. "Let's go." She took off, heading towards a brilliant light in the east of the room.

The exit! Without any delay, he took off after the two, a small bag in the curl of his tail.
FD/DL Dungeon Placeholder
Yup.. A placeholder. Have fun guys. Yeah these three worked together for their dungeon.

Dreamy Legend App :…

Formidable Dawn App :

Earned no strikes or merit since they did not meet the requirements

Earned Stars Coins?

Dungeon Used:…

What are you doin-" The Audino paused before her face twisted into one of concern as she stared at the mon that barged through the door. The Bouffalant with a broken horn appeared lost of breath, his chest rising and falling at a fast pace but that was not the source of her concern. Rushing from behind her desk, she placed a careful hand on a wounded Combusken draped over his good horn. 

She nearly gasped at the intense burns on the fowl’s body, eyeing patches of missing feathers on some parts. What could have caused such burns? For a fire type, this was completely unheard of. 

"You should be looking at me, pleasant!" An indignant voice demanded. She glanced at the Bouffalant knowing he said nothing. Something nudged her leg, calling her attention. A Whiscash glared at her, slapping her leg with slimy fun as he splashed about in his small bowl. Dismissing the fish with a glare, she ushered the Bouffalant in a secluded room, placing the Combusken on the bed.

"Do you know what happened?" The Audino questioned, inspecting the Combusken carefully. 

The Bouffalant shook his head but she noted the tiniest defensive tightening in his eyes that tipped her off. “Look. I need to know the full story before I take her in the back for further inspection.”

"I can not explain it… I do not know why she has such burns," his voice lost. 

She hissed, eyeing a few scorched feathers on the Combusken’s chest. What if they never grew back? The young girl would be devastated. “We will do the best we can but for now I need you to go back in the lobby and calm that fishy friend of yours.”

The Bouffalant  brows knitted, reluctant to leave. He knew he was of no help now but he had failed once again to keep a promise. He left before he could humiliate himself any further. What he had not expect was to see Robin in the lobby, trying to calm the irate Whiscash.


The ghost turned at his name, not pleased. Course he would not be. “Brutus. I was told that you injured Wussy.”

"It is not Wu-" The fish cut off receiving a glare so fierce from Brutus that he kept his tongue. 

"Yes I did. I am prepared to receive the punishment for doing so," Brutus said teresely, anxious to end this. His mind was focused on more important matters than make believe king.

Robin seemed surprised at first before he quickly smoothed his expression. “Yes. Did you find anything from the dungeon? Any rations or spoolstone could be important for later.”

Brutus nearly for gotten that. Draped under the cloak on his horn, he peered at a basket merely hanging from his horn. “Two spoolstones and 2 fleshcaps.” Not much but it would suffice. 

"Ah very good," Robin murmured, moving in close to take the goods. He could see the tension in the buffalo’s body as he pulled back. "I wish your partner a safe healing."

The words caught Brutus off guard. He only nodded mutely, trying to hide his emotions. With that the ghost left with Wussy in tow. 

A sudden flurry of movement behind and he turned to see the Audino pushing the bed out with a grim look of determination. It hit home that the Combusken may be hurt than he had previously believed. 

Must I always be too late…

MT Basalt Halls Placeholder
Yeah I don't have the time for the whole story yet so here have a placeholder. Things will be explained in due time.…

Reward: 3 Star Coins
Earned a Strike!
Came out with: 2 Spoolstones and 2 Fleshcap.

"Where is that Weavile," the Bouffalant breathed angrily, staring out the window, watching the snow drift to the ground. It had been quite sometime since he seen his partner, a day at least. Despite his anger, there was a hint of worry within his eyes. He huffed, adjusting the scarf around his neck.

He had business to do. He couldn’t hold onto the Weavile’s hand like a child anymore. Time was wounding down much too fast for his liking. Progress needed to be shown by the end of year. Indeed there was progression as well as setbacks. Though all those errands he ran should have pleased them enough to keep them off his hide for once again.

A quiet knock on the front door disturbed his musings. Cautious, he peered through the small hole before stepping back, surprised by the visitor.

"Why are you here?" He questioned through his teeth, tension in the air. The sharpness in tone spoke for itself.

"We need to talk," a feminine voice stated, persisent.

"I have no business with you or your group anymore. I thought we made that clear when we last spoke some years ago," he snapped. He saw the visitor visibly flinch at his callousness but he hardly cared. He wanted her out of his sight.

"I’m sorry," her voice containing a hint of hurt within. The mysterious female straightened up, all hint of weakness effectively gone. "But you have no choice in the matter." She crouched down slipping a letter under the door before marching away.

He hesitated, staring at the letter. He knew the neat cursive handwriting on it from anywhere. He purged his lips, gathering it close.

"It’s time then…"

Something that plays a part in the dungeon.
Brutus the Bouffalant 
Just Art of my OCs mostly lol. I'm just simple
Maybe some of my friends as well... 
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NightmareSith23 Featured By Owner Sep 7, 2015
Happy Birthday
Kuroyami-san Featured By Owner May 28, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
TheDemonZorua8000 Featured By Owner May 1, 2015   Digital Artist
hey can i talk to you

just asking
NekoNay Featured By Owner May 2, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
if you want to sure
TheDemonZorua8000 Featured By Owner May 2, 2015   Digital Artist
ok hi how are you doing ?
NekoNay Featured By Owner May 2, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Doing okay here and you?
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Nox-Nemoris Featured By Owner Mar 21, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the not-watch, I suppose.
UszatyArbuz Featured By Owner Mar 6, 2015   Digital Artist
Thank you very much for the fav! Have a great day :)
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WolfpackDragonfly Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the watch!  :D  I assume you caught wind of me from Mia's commissions?
NekoNay Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Well that and I seen you sometime ago. Been meaning to add but I forgot lol.
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