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  <title>Tarnishedverse 101: Her Majesty&apos;s Huntsmen</title>
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  <description>&lt;span class=&quot;cut-wrapper&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;display: none;&quot; id=&quot;span-cuttag___1&quot; class=&quot;cuttag&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;cut-open&quot;&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;cut-text&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://rageangelic.dreamwidth.org/3051.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;We hunt the monsters in our duty to protect the Empire from those who would wish it harm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class=&quot;cut-close&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;display: none;&quot; id=&quot;div-cuttag___1&quot; aria-live=&quot;assertive&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=rageangelic&amp;ditemid=3051&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Aug 2013 03:10:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The sky above them was a deep red as they walked through the wastes of what had once been the bottom of the ocean. It had dried out so long ago that people couldn&apos;t remember a time when it hadn&apos;t, such things fading into legends like many things had these days. Not that it matter on this dead world, abandoned so long ago by its children, leaving only the guardian of this planet behind, followed by the ghosts of his past. Those he had failed, others that he had sacrificed for his own life, and many others who were destined to fade into nothing, all of them were here with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A breeze ruffled his long dark hair slightly as he walked, the only other sound besides the cracking of the soft ground under his bare feet. The ground was almost hot enough to turn into glass, but it hadn&apos;t quite yet. Where the continents were, far above him and away, the land sparkled in the reddish glow of the sun, the heat turning everything into glass and glowing coals. Life could not thrive here and if he was like the people who had abandoned the planet, he would not be alive either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopping suddenly, he looked up into the sky, one eye shining bright and clear while the other was dim and clouded over. He shouldn&apos;t be here, but yet he was, seeing for himself how the once lively planet had turned into a dead shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;re getting sentimental in your old age,&quot; a ghost said as it made its presence know to him. Shaggy hair, brown eyes, an impeccable suit, and a cigarette in his mouth, just as he remembered. &quot;I thought you had better things to do than come here.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Guess not,&quot; he replied evenly, noticing how thin the air was. If he had been speaking to an actual person, it would be impossible to hear. &quot;It&apos;s not like I&apos;m here for a vacation.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s a soft snort from the ghost before he took a long drag of his cigarette and sat down on the ground. &quot;I know that. You shouldn&apos;t be here. It&apos;s not going to last long and I&apos;d rather you didn&apos;t get burned up by the sun.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m only here to say goodbye. Once I have, then I can go.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ghost gave him a small smile and looked longingly out onto the horizon. &quot;You&apos;ll see it alive and well next time around. Whether I will is another question.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made the half-blind man chuckle softly. &quot;Oh, I&apos;m sure you&apos;ll see this place again, alive as it used to be when we were young. After all, you are me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s not the same.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I know,&quot; he said with a hint of sadness in his voice. &quot;I&apos;ll find a way to change things next time around. You won&apos;t suffer like you did before.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ghost stood up and looked at his companion. &quot;I know. And this is goodbye until then, you ridiculous subordinate of mine.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He closed his eyes for a moment and when he opened them again, the ghost was gone. It didn&apos;t surprise him, since the ghost was never there to begin with. That was only a memory of the man he had killed so very long ago, back when he was young and reckless. It wouldn&apos;t hurt though, to give in to old memories and say farewell for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Goodbye Director,&quot; he replied to the empty wasteland, staring up at the menacing sky for a moment. &quot;I&apos;ll see you all again someday.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The breeze kicked up again and his hair fluttered with it. He grinned madly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So this is the end of the world.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the wind stopped, he was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=rageangelic&amp;ditemid=2750&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2012 06:51:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ABOUT YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; Hawk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you 18 or over?:&lt;/b&gt; Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other characters played:&lt;/b&gt; n/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARACTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; Thomas Hawkins (with special guest star Alice Silverman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canon:&lt;/b&gt; Original (Tarnishedverse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age:&lt;/b&gt; claims he&apos;s about 2,013 years old, but he&apos;s actually closer to 12,500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;History:&lt;/b&gt; Once upon a time, there were two gods, an ice dragon and a fire dragon. They were husband and wife and loved each other greatly, but the two of them disagreed on how to deal with humanity. The fire dragon wanted to tightly control their progress to the point of a deity dictatorship while the ice dragon wanted to let humanity progress naturally with them only steppping in to make sure they don&apos;t destroy each other. They were at a stalemate until the ice dragon finally decided to do something to knock some sense into her husband and get him to realize that his way was kinda terrible for everyone involved. So she took two of their dragon children and turned them into cannibalistic beasts that attacked their father and other siblings. The fire dragon reacted in an unexpected manner to this: he confronted his wife and ripped out her soul. When her soul was removed, it shattered in half and the fire dragon was only able to keep a hold of the one half of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other half of her soul created a host for itself, the first angel Thomas Hawkins. It was from the energy of his creation that all other angels were created, beings of emotion with only half of a soul. For the first fifty years of their existence, they were monsters, unable to control their powerful emotions and spread across the world, attacking anything that was stupid enough to stand against them. Then they finally were able to pull in their emotions and control themselves, making strong personalities to keep themselves from losing control once again. There was one angel who didn&apos;t though. Because of the difference between himself and the others, Thomas was still a mindless monster and couldn&apos;t get control of himself. The other angels decided to capture their oldest brother and lock him up in a hole underground until he could control himself. What they ended up doing was pretty much leave him to rot and hope everything sorted itself out. Of all the angels, only one of them would visit Thomas during his imprisonment: his twin brother Shaw, the angel of joy. It was with Shaw&apos;s help that Thomas finally gained control of himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Point in canon:&lt;/b&gt; Spring 2012, after he&apos;s been abducted by a cult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Window Location:&lt;/b&gt; In a fairy ring located in a northern Wisconsin forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Universe:&lt;/b&gt; What would happen universe was created by two scientists and they were somehow dragged into it and woven into the very fabric of spacetime of that new universe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would make themselves gods, attempt to create Earth into a better place than their old one, and end up making a hot mess of things when one of them decides to be a dick about godhood when trying to make humanity into what he wants it to be and tries killing his fellow deity because she tried to stop him in the worst possible way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the Creator (the dickish god) trying to play Barbie with the world, the British Empire survives past World War II at nearly full strength, supernatural and mythological creatures exist, and the United States was never colonized by the British thanks to the intervention of the gods and a small army of mentally unstable fairies helping out the native population with the whole not dying of disease thing and not having better weapons. And the United States now speaks French, calls itself the United Nations of North America, and is isolationist to the point that their technology is on a completely different level from the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s also not forget that the apocalypse has nearly happened at least once, a crazy cult has sprung up to try bringing back to life the second god, and that god&apos;s children are trying to cockblock the Creator and his children from causing even more damage to the world than they already have. Oh and there are organizations that exist across the world to either keep humanity safe from the non-humans or just outright slaughter the non-humans because lol what is living peacefully with each other humanity is superior to you freaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abilities:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Possessions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Personality:&lt;/b&gt; Thomas is quite a strange creature. Like the other angels, he is a being of emotion and represents the negative aspects of human emotions. Greed, hatred, lying, murder; you name it, Thomas has it. What makes him so strange is the fact that he can only feel and express these negative emotions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majority of whatever positive emotions, such as his maternal instincts and familial closeness stem from the subtle influence Alice&apos;s soul has had on him while he has been her host. It&apos;s because of this that Thomas stays close to the angels that have shunned him for being a monster compared to them, though he is not nearly as close to them as he is to his twin, the only one of his siblings who has never treated him as someone to be afraid of nor has ever abandoned him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thread Sample:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prose Sample:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plans:&lt;/b&gt; (OPTIONAL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DÆMON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; Senka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sex:&lt;/b&gt; Female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Form:&lt;/b&gt; Golden Jackal/Gyrfalcon griffin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Additional notes:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why this form:&lt;/b&gt; The golden jackal half is meant to represent Benjamin Chamberlain, the other &quot;missing&quot; half of Thomas&apos; soul, and Thomas himself. Both halves are closely associated with death and the afterlife as they are the the gatekeeper and ruler of the afterlife itself, not to mention the fact that Benjamin was a werejackal during his punishment. Jackals have been used to represent loneliness and abandonment, something that Thomas has lived with for most of his life. They also tend to either stay in small packs or go alone, which is a mirror to how Thomas only got close to a rare few during his long life and tends to be a loner when he has the chance to be. Golden Jackals are oddly enough from a different branch of canids than the other jackals, which works for Thomas in that on the surface, he seems like the rest of his angelic siblings, but in actuality is something quite different from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=rageangelic&amp;ditemid=2414&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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