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andrea~ OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Mon, 06/11/2023 23:31 (1 Year ago) |
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Gender: Female Age: 22 Birthday: 14 Dec Role at the Agency: Forensic Analyst Personality: She is confident, analytical, and ambitious in their behavior. Andrea loves to pursue knowledge and tend to be very logically minded. She tends to listen to her strong intuition and loves to see how everything connects together. She is focused on the bigger picture and may overlook small details. Intellectuals are very logical and rational. She bases her decisions on what makes sense and might have a harder time connecting emotionally. Andrea is organized and prefer following a plan, loving to set and achieve goals. Probably one of the more mentally unstable ones, Andrea is narcissistic and passive aggressive. She is described as a cynical, sadistic and psychopathic person, having long lost the very essence of what it means to be human. She is smart, not just in terms of intellect but also street smarts. But above all, she is manipulative. Is she ever truly on anyone’s side? She can be a saint, she can be a devil, a sweetheart or a monster, depending on her audience. Personality Type: INTJ The Intellectual | 5w4 The Philosopher Description:  []Height: 162cm []Weight: 48kg []Skin Tone: ghostly pale []Hair Style: wavy and long, fringe tied into a small plait []Hair Colour: red []Eye Colour: murky whitish grey, like a pool of arsenic []Clothes: simple turtleneck blouse with a black coverall? []Accessories: a syringe hairpin, syringe necklace and some sort of cattle skull headband []Other: TBD History: Efficient, reliable and fantastic at her work, Andrea is not a person to be doubted. She gets the job done, no questions asked, even if she does pocket a few samples of skin and blood every now and then. Sexuality: Lesbian Voice Claim: Lee Si Won (Devil’s Plan) a great Netflix series you should defo watch [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Mon, 06/11/2023 09:46 (1 Year ago) |
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Gender: Female Age: 21 Birthday: 8 February Role at the Agency: Secretary Personality: They tend to be altruistic and purposeful in their behavior. They have the will to alleviate human suffering and desire love and acceptance above all else. They are service-oriented and humble, seeking to help better the lives of those in their community. In their unassuming, understated way, they help make the world go round. Hardworking and devoted, people with this personality type feel a deep sense of responsibility to those around them. They can be counted on to meet deadlines, remember special occasions, uphold traditions, and shower their loved ones with gestures of care and support. But they rarely demand recognition for all that they do, preferring instead to operate behind the scenes. She is capable, with a wealth of versatile gifts. Though sensitive and caring, Defenders also have excellent analytical abilities and an eye for detail. And despite their reserve, they tend to have well-developed people skills and robust social relationships. Personality Type: ISFJ The Caregiver | 2w1 The Companion Description:  []Height: 170cm []Weight: 55kg []Skin Tone: pale ivory []Hair Style: long and a little wavy, usually untied []Hair Colour: pink gradient fading to orange-yellow, like the sunrise []Eye Colour: light purple []Clothes: a plain white dress somehow kept pristine []Accessories: rose choker, rose hairclips, star earrings []Other: nil History: TBD Sexuality: bisexual Voice Claim: Rosie Betzler (Jojo Rabbit) + reserve a forensic analyst? [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Tue, 24/10/2023 23:34 (1 Year ago) |
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Coca meanwhile, had calmed down somewhat, curious eyes still cloudy from having just transformed, patches of dragon scales still visible on parts of her neck, yet gaze intent and fixed solely on Snapdragon. [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Mon, 23/10/2023 00:03 (1 Year ago) |
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Andrea hummed, following quickly after Natalia when she left for the stage, both quickly taking front seats to this little show. Arm in arm, Andrea smiled as Natalia leaned against her, content by the Kelpie’s actions as she ran her slender, calloused fingers through Natalia’s fiery red hair as she braided it. Taking a glance up at Kafka and Daavit, she shoots Lăcrămioara a look of mild amusement, as if to say “there goes Natalia’s powdered unicorn bone” Andrea looked quite delighted by the scene that played out, to tell you the truth. A small smile broke the smooth porcelain skin of her face as she gazed through her shades at Kafka and Daavit. Purple eyes, void of emotion held the gaze of blood red ones. Oh, what fun this was going to be. (people have lives and business of their own to attend to. there’s really no need to keep posting if you don’t have anything to post, please be patient, the roleplay isn’t going to die simply because no one has posted in a week….) [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Tue, 10/10/2023 12:31 (1 Year ago) |
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Andrea hums, quietly watching the scene, before wrapping a gentle arm around Natalia and turning her away. The two seemed to be discussing something, having finished discussion with the vampire. “Of course Ibaball can be cleaned, cutie. Just leave it to soak for a bit~” Celine answers cheerily, taking a now clean Ibaball out from the tub. “Come on, we should dry Ibaball” [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Mon, 09/10/2023 06:44 (1 Year ago) |
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Cami slowly takes a few steps back, keeping wary eyes trained on the dragon “We should have run earlier…” [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Mon, 09/10/2023 03:19 (1 Year ago) |
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(or perhaps it is the fault of the writers behind the character who know nothing but angst) “Hey there, Lăcrămioara~ No need for pleasantries, aren’t we good friends?” Natalia replies, the grin stretching her mouth wider than humanly possible. She doesn’t take long to mull over his proposition, humming thoughtfully. “Whatever do you mean, Fangs? I have never interfered with any of your assignments~ That’s simply too rude of me, do I look like that kind of person? Buuut, it is a tempting offer, seeing as I may or may not have killed off my last assistant for being so ridiculously incompetent at simple, menial tasks of labor. Though I’m surprised a skilled……craftsman like you would trouble yourself with such menial tasks.” She is, suffice to say, intrigued by Lăcrămioara’s offer. “Well now you’ve got me hooked, Fangs~ Fledglings of Unnaturals are horribly popular nowadays. And you’re in luck- I’ve been craving to break a new toy into submission for a while now~” Natalia was narcissistic at best, and Lăcrămioara damn well knew it. Not that she minded, though, the vampire singing praises of her was pure music to her ears. After all, honeyed words should only be reciprocated, right? Put Andrea, Natalia and Lăcrămioara together and they’d sway anyone to their command in mere minutes. Throw in Daavit? And you had the perfect definition of evil. They were notable names for a reason. Each rose to the top with their own unique qualities, bonded by their shared apathy towards others. Hell had better hope they never united as one force, else they bask in the ruins of the world. An interesting choice. And one of Celine’s personal favourites, despite its cheesy name. Although mildly concerning that the young Oni just had to pick the most graphic and questionable looking bottle. “Of course we can, cutie! Quite the genius you are, picking one of my favourites too.” Celine giggled at the young Oni’s attempt at pronunciation, sparkling eyes staring back into golden ones. Could the Oni get any more adorable? Celine picks the bottle from the shelf, swirling the red liquid inside before adding a little to the water. She gently placed Ibaball inside the miniature bubble bath, which now smelled like roses and a hint of lavender. Gentle hands cleaned Ibaball up, skilfully getting off the grubby stains. The pair were (thankfully), safe and oblivious to the danger brewing back at the Mercado de la Muerte. Funny, here they were worrying about soap, whilst literal chaos was blooming back at the market. Still, Ibaball was very important. [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Sat, 07/10/2023 14:58 (1 Year ago) |
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The tension in the air was thick, it hung over others like a heavy cloud of fog. “Good heavens, Daavit. Whatever have you landed yourself in?” She drawls out, her voice practically dripping with venom, though little of it was directed at Daavit himself. “Look, whatever business you have to settle with him, dude-with-the-cool-jacket, I beg of you to get the hell out of here. I’d hate to get my fingers dirty, let alone get involved in this…….tomfoolery, but I simply can’t have you ruining business here, hmm? The Mercado de la Muerte is a place for the exchange of goods, not this….what do you call it? Unnecessary violence.” She purrs out. Adding on in a slightly miffed tone “Whatever did our favorite market dealer do to you, anyways? Why the need for excessive gun use? And so many men? He’s just one guy, it’s a little excessive, don’t you think?” ...Ooookaaayyyy... Happy reunion I guess? Hope you don't mind that I brought some gue- “Daavit, darling, of course I mind. If I didn’t I wouldn’t be here wasting time. You’re disrupting business, as a fellow dealer you know perfectly well that’s not good, hmm? See, and I had just spotted my next prey, too. I was about to sell a fairly decent pink dolphin when I was so rudely interrupted~ I even had my buyer drooling over me, ready to do what I want, and someone just had to ruin it~” She pouts, frown as fake as the nail extensions she wore. Andrea barely flinched at the explosion that followed, unconcerned about whatever the hell just blew up. She glances over, and sighs “I guess my assistant is dead. Pity. I liked him. No matter, I’m sure there’s others out there” Andrea didn’t even sound the slightest bit upset, in fact, there seemed to be a slight hint of glee in her voice. When the Mercado de la Muerte began exploding, Natalia clicked her tongue in annoyance and swiftly headed over to see what the commotion was. Daavit, Lăcrămioara….and two others she didn’t recognise (Kei and Aurora). And of course, her favorite human in the world, Andrea. She sauntered up to stand beside Andrea, naturally leaning her head against her shoulder. “My fellow black market dealer, Scylla. Pleasure to meet you. Or that was what I would have said if you didn’t decide to piss off a bunch of men and ruin my day. What the hell is going on here?” Natalia simpers, her voice sickly-sweet. “I suggest you give me a reason to help you, or I scavenge your dead body once he’s done with you. I hear powdered unicorn bone is in high demand, hm?” She flashed her long, yellowed fangs at Daavit as she smiled, barely bothering to maintain her humanoid appearance. [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Sat, 07/10/2023 06:56 (1 Year ago) |
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Internally, Celine was mildly horrified that the young Oni found pain or danger fun, or that he knew Unaturals were being sold, but hid it quite well With another warm smile, she helped the Oni up onto a stool and brought out an Ibaball-sized washbasin, conveniently shaped like a mini bathtub. “Come on, cutie. Let’s get Ibaball cleaned up.” Celine opens up a small cupboard above her head, displaying an array of colorful vials and bottles with various pictures that detailed their various scents. However she managed to fit all that in there was a miracle in itself. “Which soap would you like, cutie?” [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Fri, 06/10/2023 05:47 (1 Year ago) |
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As the meeting ended, she stood up from her chair and offered her gloved hand to the young Oni. “Let’s get your friend cleaned, hm?” [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Thu, 05/10/2023 07:43 (1 Year ago) |
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The guy surrounded by the armed gunmen was clearly in danger. Life-threatening stuff or something of that nature. Unimportant. What was important, however, was the absolute ruckus they were causing. The sight of gunmen with weapons were triggering a pandemonium, right here in the Mercado de la Muerte. And Andrea couldn’t have that, could she? Pandemonium meant fear and confusion. And that meant business was going to be affected. She frowned, quickly finishing off her trade and handing over the Oni to whoever the buyer was, before getting one of her men to watch over the store as she went to check out what the commotion was. “Well, well, well, gentlemen~ Quite the party we have here, don’t you think? If you have business to carry out, please do so elsewhere. Away from the hotspots of the Mercado de la Muerte. I have business to conduct, you know.” Andrea drawled, blowing rings of smoke as she took another drag from her cigar. Cold red eyes glared at the party before her through oval shades, as she fiddled absentmindedly with the blue rose in her hair. Ah…There was Lăcrămioara. A frequenter of this market, the supposed hunter that was hunted. Keen eyes took in his stature, noting the red collar of magic around his neck. Interesting. And that girl…presumably a buyer, looked a little too timid to be a dealer. She should be running from this kind of ruckus. Ah, and of course. The main actor in this scene- Daavit. Fame rivaling that of hers and Lăcrămioara, it seemed the notable names of the infamous Mercado de la Muerte had all been attracted to this in one way or another, like flies to a lamp. Andrea could only presume that Lăcrămioara was here for the same reasons as her- business was being disturbed. Honestly, she had never expected someone like Daavit to get himself so foolishly caught. But then again…? [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Wed, 04/10/2023 23:28 (1 Year ago) |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Wed, 04/10/2023 23:25 (1 Year ago) |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Wed, 04/10/2023 10:55 (1 Year ago) |
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Andrea clambers aboard a carriage, where Mathieu sat, giving him a curt nod in greeting as she fiddled with the papers in her hand. “Name’s Andrea. Nice to meet you.” [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Wed, 04/10/2023 04:20 (1 Year ago) |
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Pain level of temporary human chair - mildly increased Celine noted. [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Mon, 02/10/2023 23:30 (1 Year ago) |
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Celine stared curiously at the fluffy white cloud that had just entered the room. He seemed to be clutching a dirty spherical ball of fluff, and she watched with interest as Ibaraki clambered onto the lap of a stressed looking adult. Sixteen people in the room. Stress level: Slightly lowered It seemed the adorable Oni had brought some relief to the people in the room. She couldn’t blame them, Ibaraki was so adorably huggable. Celine had been staring, heart-eyed at the Oni for a while, a soft ‘awwwwww’ escaping her lips. It seemed, however, that the person Ibaraki had been seating on had some knee pains, so it wouldn’t be good for Ibaraki to be sitting on them, however light that little fluffcloud might be. She motioned to Ibaraki to get off their lap. The stage was set. The ever charismatic Andrea was ready to perform. With a honey tongued and a pretty face, she effortlessly captivated those offstage. She flashed the dealers with a bright smile that seemed like it could light up this entire black market. Mercado de la Muerte was by far her favorite playground. With a wink of the eye and a few well-chosen words, anyone would be more than happy to purchase her goods. It was hard not to feel at ease when Andrea was around, a figure of grace and finesse that could connect with people on a deep, emotional level. Despite being a regular human, Andrea had an innate understanding of human emotions and a talent for acting, allowing them to put on whatever ‘mask’ was needed to fit the others persona. Whether it's a heartfelt conversation with a ‘friend’ in need or a persuasive pitch in the black market, or perhaps just any regular, idle conversation, Andrea knows exactly what to say to leave a good impact. She knows exactly what you like, and what kind of person you respect, and can easily fit any persona required of her. Andrea’s eloquence was especially fitting in the black market, a magnet for potential buyers. A master of negotiation and manipulation, Andrea easily diffused hostility between dealers, or if she felt like it, caused hostility between them. Andrea was the lead actress, and the Mercado de la Muerte was her stage. As a new buyer approached, she observed them with a keen eye, smiling as she put on her ‘mask’. This buyer would be easily swayed, innocent prey who just needed a little more….intimate persuasion. “Ah! My good sir, would you perhaps be interested in this little Oni?” Andrea husks out, slender fingers gently brushing against the man’s shoulders and resting there. The man was stuttering a little now. How cute~ thought Andrea, smiling as the little squeeze she gave, paired with her alluring voice, sent shivers down the man’s spine. Just pull a few more strings…and the man would be hers. She hands over the contract, and the man signs immediately, entranced. “And this delightful little Oni is yours!” In the shadowy underbelly of the Mercado de la Muerte, there exists a kelpie known only as "The Raven" - a cruel and merciless black market dealer, notorious for their cunning intellect and heart as cold as ice. Cloaked in darkness, the ever enigmatic Natalia operates in a world where morality holds no sway and empathy is a sign of weakness. A mastermind of the illegal trade, Natalia handled a vast array of goods ranging from unicorns to vampires. With a network of ruthless associates and one particular favorite- Andrea, at their disposal, she navigates the treacherous waters of the black market with calculated precision. The Raven is a name whispered in fear and awe, a symbol of power and ruthlessness that sends shivers down the spines of even the most hardened criminals. Natalia is widely known for their complete lack of mercy, operating on a strict code of conduct: loyalty is rewarded, and betrayal is met with swift and brutal punishment. The Raven's clients dare not cross them, for they know that retribution will be unforgiving and unrelenting. The Raven's reputation for cruelty is well-earned, as she no qualms about exploiting the vulnerable, manipulating the desperate, and eliminating anyone who dares to challenge their authority. In dealings with The Raven, there are no second chances. Mistakes are not tolerated, and failure is met with consequences that serve as a grim warning to others. The Raven's aura of intimidation is so pervasive that even competitors think twice before encroaching on their territory. Andrea’s methods are as cunning as they are brutal, leaving no room for error and ensuring dominance in the cutthroat world of illicit trade. The Raven's operations are shrouded in secrecy, with only a select few trusted individuals privy to their true identity. A phantom in the criminal underworld, Andreas is every bit as ruthless as the humans, perhaps even more cruel, to both human and Unatural. Leaving behind a trail of fear and chaos, she always remains one step ahead, always slipping through the fingers of the UEA like a shadowy specter. In the realm of black market dealings, The Raven stands as a chilling reminder of the darkness that can reside within the human soul. Her merciless approach to business, coupled with unmatched cunning, makes Natalia a force to be reckoned with, a symbol of the sinister underbelly of society where compassion and conscience hold no value. A black market dealer, Natalia sold both human and Unnatural, always sure to break her prey before selling them. After all, total obedience was expected of her goods, was it not? Which buyer would buy a rebellious slave anyways? Natalia didn’t just stop there, she harvested the organs of the Unaturals and Humans to sell to others, going above and beyond in all the wrong ways possible. If there was hell on earth, it would be wherever Natalia went. [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Mon, 02/10/2023 05:25 (1 Year ago) |
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Cara was, in simple words, exhilarated. She was so so happy she got accepted into the school. The SS Victory was gorgeous, the campus grounds were gorgeous, and there were so many people to make friends with!! She skipped around the boat, happily chattering away to new people. Five minutes before disembarking, she stood in front of the mirror, humming as she retied her red ribbon. She had to look good after all! She disembarked after Vica, noticing the poor boy fell flat on their face. She helped the boy up, glancing him over for any injuries. “You ok? Name’s Cara Dolokovstrich!” Andrea was bored. There were so many people to play with, yet then again… her social battery hadn’t been recharged yet. With a grin and a spring in her step, she skipped merrily off the SS Victory. Her cheerful disposition was infectious, and she greeted others with a bright warm smile. A slight glint in her eye, easily mistaken for a sparkle, black hair seemingly dipped in silver, paired with a rare flower from the Galar region, Andrea was a figure of beauty and charm. [Read more] |
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andrea~ OFFLINE Forum Posts: 56 |
Posted: Fri, 29/09/2023 10:48 (1 Year ago) |
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Comfygazing and -andrea- In the twilight's arcane glow, sails unfurled. Upon the astral sea, the Myrionymos sails, A magika vessel with enchanting tales. In the moonlit currents of celestial streams, It glides, transcends, the realm of dreams. The bow pulsates with magical resonance, A symphony of forces in harmonious dance. Winds whisper secrets, stars align, As the Myrionymos charts a course divine. Beware the owl’s eyes, storing power unknown, Castleton green set in stone. Fast and light she sails alone, upon seas she dares to claim her own. A cosmic navigator in the vast unknown, The Myrionymos, a magika throne. In the weave of magic, its essence is spun, A timeless journey beneath the moon and sun. The ship rests in gifted hands Her Captain’s reign best symbolized by an amaranth. Long-lasting and forevermore, faithful till the end of man. Her crew, a testament to why the ship still stands Faithful, loyal at Kieran’s command. J.L.C Valhalla Interna_Chaotica and Daiko In the cosmic expanse, where stardust gleams, Valhalla emerges, a ship of metal dreams. Silent hum of circuits, a symphony in the void, A technological marvel, ambitions deployed. Metallic grace in the vacuum's embrace, Valhalla sails through the vastness of space. Gleaming hull reflecting the distant stars, Warping through cosmos, breaking through bars. Crew aboard, disciplined and keen, In the heart of the ship, a command unseen. Binary whispers echo in corridors cold, As orders are given, a future foretold. Strict command echoes through the steel, On the bridge, where decisions congeal. Circuitry minds, precision aligned, In the Valhalla's core, where control is defined. Each member of crew, a master of their own. Navigating realms where mysteries bode. Systems synchronized, a seamless flow, In the Valhalla, where commands bestow. A dance of electrons, a digital waltz, In the Valhalla's corridors, where duty exalts. Technology's hymn, a ship's anthem bold, In the cosmic tapestry, a fierce saga unfolds. The Leviathan RaRaRasputin and Immortes In the celestial seas, where legends arise, The Leviathan sails 'neath the ominous skies. A hybrid creation, magika entwined, With technology's might, a fearsome design. Metal and mystique in harmonious embrace, The Leviathan prowls, leaving awe in its trace. Widely feared, whispers echo its name, A vessel of power, relentless and untamed. Crew of seekers of forbidden lore, The Leviathan sails where shadows pour. Fear in its wake, a chilling song, As it cruises the cosmos, mysterious and strong. Commanded by a captain with a heart like steel, Navigating realms with a masked chill. In the hybrid heart where magika hums, The Leviathan emerges, a force that numbs. Silent whispers in the void conspire, As the Leviathan sparks both fear and desire. A cosmic leviathan, untethered and bold, Despised by all, testament to legends foretold [Read more] |