forum “Nobody wants to play with me.” (Dark Fantasy. DEAD)
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“Hmm, I could search for him, though I cannot promise I will find him. Shall I?”Goldergon asked.

An eager gleam came into his eyes and he grinned wide, showing all of his teeth. He tapped his clawed fingers together, waiting.

Meanwhile, in the house, the contraption started to glow blue as the nanobots worked. The limbs of the machine twitched and the fan blades sputtered to life. However, the blue glow flashed out and the machine stilled.

“Damn it!”

Malcolm snatched several tools and tinkered with the machine, fixing loose wires and straightening various parts. He then encouraged the bots again and the blue glow returned. The machine stood on four of eight limbs, two others wielding fan blades, and the final two ending with three ‘fingers’. The rest of the blades spun at the top of its body, steadily gaining speed until the machine floated up.

“Yes! You finally live! Come here, let me give you another look before I set you loose,”Malcom bade.

The machine set down and Malcolm tinkered on it some more. As a finishing touch, he sharpened the fan blades.

“Look at you! You’re gorgeous! Now, my friend, I need a guard. Don’t let anyone approach, except for that damned tall, indigo-haired bastard called Goldergon,”Malcolm said.

The machine flew over to the door, opened it, and perched itself on a beam above the door. Malcolm followed it and shut the door with a grin.

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Axel's eyes widened for a split second, before returning to his faux brave face,
"Only if you let me come with you!"

His train of thought was cut off by a spider like creature clambering up the front of the house, perching above the door,

"Wha.. What's that??"


Goldergon huffed at the boy’s words, then turned to see the machine. He hummed, wondering why he hadn’t expected such an outcome from the mechanist.

“Boy, I go alone. Always have, always will,”Goldergon sternly replied.

He stood and headed for the machine. It crawled down a bit, hanging from the beam, thn flashed blue and returned to its perch.

“Interesting,”Goldergon mumbled.

Malcolm opened the door, as if expecting Goldergon. He snorted.

“Take the boy if it will shut him up. I don’t care what happens to him while you’re away,”Malcolm hissed.

He slammed the door and Goldergon muttered to himself in an ancient language he had learned long ago.

Goldergon turned back to the kid. He scowled a moment, then seemed to brighten, as if an idea had popped in his head.

“The strange spider is made of metal. I could explain more, but you wouldn’t understand. Anyway, I will make you a deal, young Axel. I take you with me, and you be my guide. After all, I am unfamiliar with the forest,”Goldergon offered.

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Axel's mouth hung open.
He hadn't expected the monster to take him seriously.
However, he knew these woods better than anyone.

"Okay. I'll show you."


Goldergon sighed, glaring toward Malcolm, then grabbed the boy and teleported. They appeared at the edge of the forest almost instantaneously.

“I will not apologize for the disorientation you might feel. You will just have to learn to keep up.”

Goldergon then strolled into the forest.
Malcolm set out another project on the dining table and contemplated what to do with it. As he stared at it, he noticed movement.

Malcolm quickly grabbed a small magnifying glass and searched for the cause of the movement. He discovered a little grey nanobot, crawling alone on the machine.

“Who are you?”Malcolm mumbled to himself.

He grabbed an empty vial from his toolkit and carefully captured the nanobot, taking a closer look at it as it searched for escape. The nanobot, unlike the others which looked like tiny spheres with folding arms, looked like a bug.

Malcolm grabbed his other vial and poured a couple of his own nanobots into the one with the insectile bot. They interacted a moment, then the others changed into the bug-like appearance.

Malcolm set down the vial and gasped. A raspy chuckle came escaped him. The nanobots were evolving. Finally, they were evolving!

He picked up the vial and continued to watch them. He mumbled occasionally, and the nanobots would pause, as if directly acknowledging his words. A wide grin spread on his face.

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Axel followed quickly, stumbling over the branches slightly.
He kept his distance, still anxious about what he had seen earlier,
"Did you kill those people?"


“Of course! Now, Malcolm, the old man, got the ones on the porch, but the rest of them…”Goldergon grinned at Axel.

“I enjoy… well, it might be wise of me to leave what I enjoy out… unless, of course, you want to know. I will not care if you are curious,”Goldergon added.

He paused to glance at the kid, noticing a strange creature watching them in the distance. He wondered if the kid would notice. He also wondered how the creature would like to die.
Malcolm poured more nanobots into the vial, watching as they evolved. He then decided to see what they could do and poured them out.

“I’m curious of your abilities. Show me what you can do with this… project. I’m still not sure what I want to do with it, honestly,”Malcolm said to the nanobots.

The insectile nanobots crawled onto the machine, which was primarily three boxes connected by pipes in a straight line. They paused occasionally, as if calculating, then wandered to another spot.

Eventually, they finished their examination and crawled onto the table, carving a shallow blueprint for building a machine that would assist in building potentially billions more of the nanobots. Malcolm smiled.

“I love you, little guys. But, I still don’t know what you can do. Can you accomplish the same things as the previous evolution? More?”Malcolm wondered.

They flashed blue twice and Malcolm’s grin widened. He then spread out his tools and followed the blueprint.

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Axel thought about the proposal for a minute, pressing his lips into a thin line,
"I wanna now more about monsters, tell me what you like."


(‘Wary glancing around’. Poor Axel, about to get his first lesson on how warped Goldergon really is. Fair warning)

“Well, firstly, I wouldn’t consider myself the usual ‘monster’ around here, but that is irrelevant,”Goldergon commented.

He paused to fully face Axel, noticing the slow approach of the creature in the distance. He kept an eye on it, but otherwise didn’t care.

“Now, I shall mention first that I follow the Art of Death. The study of death in every way, whether it be age, murder, illness, or injury. Everything dies eventually, but there are so many ways…”Goldergon trailed off a moment, lost in thought.

“Anyway, I enjoy the sensations of the blood of my victims washing over me. The smell, the warmth, the texture, I could bathe in it daily!”Goldergon cried, wiping a still bloody hand down his face. He paused a moment to compose himself, chuckling.

“I also savor the textures of the flesh. It is fascinating how skin feels different from muscle, how tendons, nerves, arteries, and organs are all different too. And even different creatures have different textures! But, I have noted that it all seems so much more… soft… when the creature is dead. So soft…”he trailed off again, his claws scraping across his cheek and leaving shallow cuts that bled iridescent purple blood. He didn’t seem to notice.
Malcolm decided to go to bed after a while of tinkering. Surprisingly, despite this new situation he was in, he was content. Rarely did his nanobots evolve.


Goldergon snorted.

“Does she wish death? I could give her that. Otherwise, no. I am currently in the mood for murder.”

He turned away as he saw the creature nearing. He could finally discern it as a large werewolf in hybrid form with long horns, glowing red eyes, and unusually large claws.

“Have you seen such a beast before? I never thought werewolves to have horns,”Goldergon asked, pointing at the creature.
A knock on the door woke Malcolm and he growled angrily. However, as he started to get up, he heard a breif shriek and a thud. He paused a moment, then burst into laughter.

“Dumbass people. Look up!”

He continued to laugh as he got comfortable again.


(You’re fine, just checking and keeping the thread alive)
(And your post just inspired me to make a big twist. ‘Evil laughing’)


(This post is going to get dark very fast)

“Oh, it’s approaching us as I speak. Quite unusual for a werewolf. You cannot see it? Is it ethereal?”Goldergon said, humming.

The werewolf creature stood only a few trees away, its glowing eyes glaring at Goldergon. Those evil eyes then turned on Axel and a low growl of anticipation came to its throat.

“Well, Axel, you wish to meet a phantom werewolf? It’s likely quite deadly, and hungers for you. I must say, I’m curious what will happen if it catches you. I doubt you’ll notice it, despite it standing only a few trees away,”Goldergon commented.

He backed away from Axel, a cruel smile growing on his face. The creature seem to notice Goldergon’s actions and approached, its ghostly form passing through the grass with ease. But, the grass swayed a bit with its movements, as if being blown by a gentle breeze, marking its passage.

(Malcolm sleeps, and will return when dawn hits)


Goldergon huffed and snatched his robe out of Axel’s hands. He turned on the boy, his eyes flashing with a crazed gleam.

“Why should I protect you? You hold no use to me, boy! I told you I am a loner, and I intend to explore this forest alone, regardless of our previous arrangement,”Goldergon hissed.

The creature charged and lunged at Goldergon. He simply vanished, reappearing a few feet behind the werewolf, and the creature’s momentum carried it to Axel, where it fell onto him.

“I also told you I am obsessed with death. If you shall die, I shall watch, unless I am the one to kill you,”Goldergon added.


(‘Big grin’) (Editing this post to make it more streamlined)
(You can definitely join. Fair warning, graphic violence/death and cursing. The character template is on Page 1. For context, look at the other characters and posts, if you haven’t already)
(My character sheets are on Page 1, Seeba’s on Page 2)
(Ignore the ‘Deleted User’, their character was viciously murdered by Goldergon)

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The boy kicked and screamed, using what little strength he had to pull the monsters claws from his body
"PLEASE! PLEASE I DONT WANNA DIE" he sobbed, the material of his boots scraping aimlessly against the monsters pelt.


(I am honestly not trying to kill Axel, and I profusely apologize for the way this seems to be going, but Goldergon is just this dark. I also flipped a coin)

Goldergon stood there, watching in amusement.

“If I find your father, I am sure he will be pleased to see you waiting at the doors of oblivion for him,”Goldergon said, chuckling.

The beast rose up and snarled at Axel, its large claws tearing at Axel. It’s eyes flashed with unnatural joy.

“A raw portrait of beautiful death in the making,”Goldergon hummed, smiling wide, his red teeth showing.

(I don’t want to kill Axel without your permission. So, let’s just say, he’s getting a pretty harsh beating)
(An idea that might save Axel: dawn is beginning to approach)
(The fate of Axel is up to you, Seeba, since he’s your character. If you want him to die then make another character, or want him to live another day, it’s up to you)


Name: Tsuki

Aliases/Nicknames, if any: The Spirit (Folktale Name), The Ooze (Folktale Name), The Force (Folktale Name), Yume (Folktale Nickname), The Dream Walker (Folktale Name), The Moon (Folktale Name)

Race: Cat-Like Demon/Etherial Being

Age: 4.53 billion

Gender: Genderless, They/Them

Description: Slim silver cat with long legs, a long tail and no nose. They have short fur everywhere either than their neck, ear tips and tail tip, where they have long fur. Their eyes are galaxy coloured with a glassy look to them and a small crack on the left eye. They have an inset mouth, similar to that of a jack-o-lantern, but galaxy in colour. Sometimes, black liquid oozes out of their mouth and the crack on their left eye. They also have black claws. Their paw pads and inner ears are blue-grey.

Personality: Likes to seem mysterious and make beings believe they cannot talk. Quite cruel, sadistic and manipulative, using their powers to torture others. They like to watch people panic and often inflict motives for panic themselves.

Backstory: N/A (They're a demon, what more is there to know.)

Notable Abilities/Powers, if any: Active Dream Visiting, Ability to Cast Realistic Illusions Through Moonlight, Ability to Cast Realistic Illusions Through Dreams, Ability to Control People Through the Blood Moon, Ability to Swap People's Souls Through Dreams (I added this one for fun. Also, please note that the illusions also feel real as well as look real.) & Ability to Control and Morph People Through Eye Goop Ingestion (I don't know who's gonna eat her eye goop, but she can do this if they do)

Other: The "Folktale Names" are just names people call her in folktales. Each with their own assumed personality and appearance.

The Spirit- Assumed to be a passive spirit taking the form of a cat to show submissiveness. Is drawn as a normal-looking gray cat with galaxy eyes.

The Ooze- Assumed to be a poisonous monster who eats people. Is drawn as a black blob.

The Force- Assumed to be an invisible being that lives in people's minds.

Yume- Assumed to be a god taking the form of a cat. Often drawn as a human with a white cat head.

The Dream Walker- Assumed to be a benevolent spirit who visits the dreams of the malicious and punishes them. Is drawn as a pink cloud of cat mist.

The Moon- Assumed to be a sirenic voice calling out from the sky. Is drawn as the moon.

(I make weird things.)

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(let's not kill him off yet, just leave him beaten up)
The break of dawn graced the sky just as Axel began to lose consciousness. It's sunkissed glow graced his skin and left the remains of blood and tears glistening in the light.



The werewolf creature howled, seeming both upset and terrified, and ran off, fading into a spiraling mist. Goldergon sighed.

“Why must dawn drive away the fun? Oh well, onward. There will always be another creature marked by Death,”Goldergon muttered.

He turns to Axel with a disdainful gaze.

“Can you even get up?”
The shining light of the morning sun blinded Malcolm, waking him. He sat up with a growl and stared at the window in front of him.

“Damn it, I miss the hazy fog and dim sunrise,”he grumbled.

He stood and dressed, heading downstairs and searching for something to drink or eat. Thankfully, the place was packed with dried foods, and a jug of water was easily accessible. He also found the stash of alcohol and couldn’t help imbibing a bit.

He eventually headed back to the dining table, now his work table, and noticed the blueprint. A smile crossed his face as he remembered the evolved nanobots.

“Nothing like good bourbon and fond memories to brighten a rough morning,”he mused, spreading out his tools.