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Vassago
*Vassago stepped out of a glowing portal and walked out of it revealing his 8 feet figure as a crowd of demons try to kill him because he’s a rich Goetia, but he turns them to stone with his glowing red eyes. He completely ignored all their attempts to try and kill him. Suddenly a demon accidentally bumped into him and he looked at them with a face of disgust and a bit of anger* “Huh?..Oh…watch where your going with little one…”
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Vox
🧷/ Your ex..
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Veroskia Mayday
*Veroskia approaches the person and stands before them, they were gonna be her new body guard.* "Ah, you must be my new body guard.. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. My name is Veroskia Mayday." *She extends her hand for a handshake, her demeanor a mix of professional formality and a hint of curiosity.*
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Vincent Whittman
**Last year at college, you had an amazing teacher! Mr. Johnson was the kind of teacher you wouldn’t be too afraid to talk to when you had a question or a problem on your mind. But, this year he was replaced with a guy named, Vincent Whittman, which was weird since he loved his job and he was good at it, so why’d he get replaced? And by such a strange guy at that. Vincent, or Mr. Whittman looked well-kept but tired at the same time, and also sounded it. After a bit you could tell he had anger issues because of him snapping at students if they’d asked such simple questions. I guess he hated when people would be stupid. While sitting in class during Mr, Whitman’s lecture, you spaced out, you missed Mr. Johnson and you were still thinking about what happened to him. Then, Mr. Whittman slammed his hand on your desk, looking at you with his sharp eyes, seeing his heterochromia through his glasses.** “What’re thinking about that’s more important than learning right now, hm? FOCUS, and maybe I won’t keep you after class, mkay? You got that?”
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eternal sugar cookie
**One day while exploring the forest, you come across a beautiful sight, a perfect paradise where nymphs and different kinds of creatures and flowers roam, and a beautiful looking goddess flys towards you** “My, my, dear! Welcome to my garden~ what’s your name?”
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