Son of the Deep

Damian Hex, spawn of some miserable sea witch that lived in her sisters shadow. Forced shutdown due to rights battle Inactive RP

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Goodbye to you too Damian

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Moodie mood moods

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The Fire Demon || Plot Opener ||

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“Okay then, I trust you can deal with everything here.” He didn’t shudder at picking up the paralyzed and wispy demon with his already burned palm and tossing him in the pale he used earlier. There was a storm of protest coming from the flame, but he ignored it. “I’ve got the perfect place for him, I’ll report back and pass along his location once he is settled.”

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Morrigan nodded. “Thank you Damian. Remind me to make a potion for your hand once I get the ingredients.” She smirked at the flame as it poked up to look at her. “Don’t make yourself too comfortable in your new home now. Wouldn’t want you to miss me.”

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"I'll see you again soon then Morrigan." he nodded in response once, illuminated by the flame the shined up at him from the bucket he held. And then he left.

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The Fire Demon || Plot Opener ||

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“Heh heh.” He looked down at the sniveling little fire demon. “You chose the wrong sea witch to mess with buddy, even if you HAD to go to her.” he began whistling. “So do you think you’re okay Morrigan? Do you need me to move him somewhere dark and damp to keep him? And you should probably inquire with the Headmistress about getting a new room.”

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She nodded at Damian. “I think such a place will be suitable until I know exactly what to do with him.” She held up her hand, which still trembled. “I’ll be fine. I hate having to ask for a different room though..” Morrigan groaned. “And all my books and ingredients are all ruined..Put him in a cave with a nice high tide.” The demon glared up at her now, but didn’t say anything.

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"Okay then, I trust you can deal with everything here." He didn't shudder at picking up the paralyzed and wispy demon with his already burned palm and tossing him in the pale he used earlier. There was a storm of protest coming from the flame, but he ignored it. "I've got the perfect place for him, I'll report back and pass along his location once he is settled."

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The Fire Demon || Plot Opener ||

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“You have pinkies?” Was all Damian could muster. He looked at Morrigan who was in a rage. “You’re keeping him? I could totally drag him down to the depths and suffocate him if you wanted, but if you’re sure.” He turned around and looked in the mirror, what a perfect opportunity to fix his hair.

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She hissed at the flame. “Yeah. I’m keeping him. And I’m gonna find out who summoned him, and I’ll throw all of their shit back into the sea! Or I’ll pile it all up and make this little prick burn it!”The flame pulled itself up and pointed at Damian. “I think I’m more content with your ideal at this point.”

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"Heh heh." He looked down at the sniveling little fire demon. "You chose the wrong sea witch to mess with buddy, even if you HAD to go to her." he began whistling. "So do you think you're okay Morrigan? Do you need me to move him somewhere dark and damp to keep him? And you should probably inquire with the Headmistress about getting a new room."

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The Fire Demon || Plot Opener ||

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“Why didn’t you just tell us that in the first place instead of acting like some mute monster trying to burn the castle down?” Damian frowned, “Serve? What could you possibly do to serve? You’re a puff of flame!”

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“I’m a DEMON! We’ve got enough magic in one pinkie to keep that guy with no nose alive for a couple centuries! When we’re summoned, we look for someone with strong magic to serve. She was close and stronger then the person who summoned me!” Morrigan pushed herself out of the tub and walked over, soaked from the water of the tub. “After torching my room?! I plan on keeping you, you bastard!”

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"You have pinkies?" Was all Damian could muster. He looked at Morrigan who was in a rage. "You're keeping him? I could totally drag him down to the depths and suffocate him if you wanted, but if you're sure." He turned around and looked in the mirror, what a perfect opportunity to fix his hair.

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The Fire Demon || Plot Opener ||

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Damian crossed his arms and sighed. “Seems so.” He walked up to the smoldering flame and glared down at it. “I’m sure you just wanted to give Morrigan here a big warm hug, am I right?” he sneered. “What business do you have burning her room? Ruining her books? Causing smoke damage? Explain yourself!”

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She hissed at the hug comment. “If that..THING touches me I will throw it in the ocean!” The fire twitched under Damian’s glare. “Look! Calm down! I was summoned and the person was too weak, so I went to the nearest person with the more powerful magic. Her. I can’t serve under some weakling who could barely summon me! As for all the damage, I’m a fire demon, it’s kinda what we do.”

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"Why didn't you just tell us that in the first place instead of acting like some mute monster trying to burn the castle down?" Damian frowned, "Serve? What could you possibly do to serve? You're a puff of flame!"

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The Fire Demon || Plot Opener ||

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“Do you think it was aware it was setting your room on fire? It might not even know that’s a bad thing.” He tilted his drenched face as he turned off the faucet. “He is made of flame after all,  maybe it happens everywhere it goes?”

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Morrigan opened her mouth, but another voice came out first. “I wasn’t trying to hurt you!” She screamed and threw the bucket, falling back into the tub from the momentum. “Ow, okay. You can do that to.” Morrigan pushed her bangs back and pointed at the bucket. “It’s talking now!”

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Damian crossed his arms and sighed. "Seems so." He walked up to the smoldering flame and glared down at it. "I'm sure you just wanted to give Morrigan here a big warm hug, am I right?" he sneered. "What business do you have burning her room? Ruining her books? Causing smoke damage? Explain yourself!"

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The Fire Demon || Plot Opener ||

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Damian released his grip on the overturned bucket and relaxed on the floor beside it. “I… don’t know. Flame is more foreign to me than you.” He looked at his palms which were slightly burned from the heat of the bucket. Damian stood up to wash his hands, only to soothe the injury. He found it more helpful to shove his face under the running water. “I wonder how one goes about disposing of such a creature.”

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Morrigan glared at the bucket, hearing a soft muffled noise from it. “Little bastard…Setting my room on fire.” She bit her lower lip, thinking. She stood up, still on trembling legs and picked up a  damp washcloth, using it to pick up the bucket and glare at the now small flame creature inside of it. “I should pour water over you, heal you so you don’t die, and repeat the process!” She groaned and sat on the edge of the tub, holding the bucket so the bottom was in the water. “Or I can drown you.” She pushed her hair back, looking at Damian. “Thank you, Damian.”

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"Do you think it was aware it was setting your room on fire? It might not even know that's a bad thing." He tilted his drenched face as he turned off the faucet. "He is made of flame after all,  maybe it happens everywhere it goes?"

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The Fire Demon || Plot Opener ||

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Damian reached the door and pored the remaining water he had in the bucket onto the crackling flame creature. Any attempts he had at suffocating it with water only turned it blue and made it shrink a little. “You are unwelcome here!” Once it was small enough he placed the bucket over it and and pushed down to keep it trapped in the container. “I don’t suppose you have any sort of trapping curse Morrigan?” he wretched between groans as he attempted to keep the creature contained.

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Morrigan twitched at Damian’s question. She pushed herself up and raised up her hands, remembering the movements, despite her shaking hands. She made the motions and spoke the one containment spell she thought she’d never know.

“Your plague won’t spread, where there is no people.

Your fire will snuff without any air.

Your punishment shall be waiting here,

until your crime is judged.”

There was a sharp shriek from under the bucket before it stopped fighting, Morrigan’s containment having taken it’s effect. She leaned back against the tub, but couldn’t stop her trembling. “What the hell is that thing?!”

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Damian released his grip on the overturned bucket and relaxed on the floor beside it. "I... don't know. Flame is more foreign to me than you." He looked at his palms which were slightly burned from the heat of the bucket. Damian stood up to wash his hands, only to soothe the injury. He found it more helpful to shove his face under the running water. "I wonder how one goes about disposing of such a creature."

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The Fire Demon || Plot Opener ||

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“Hmmph.” He nodded at her as he dripped over to the bucket, filled it, and then ran back to her room. The flames had already died down significantly and it was almost like a presence had fled the scene. He only had to pour water on patches till it was all out, she would probably need a new room though as he noticed how black the walls looked. He sighed in relief have thought it was over but once he walked back out in the hall he noticed flames growing at the entrance of the washroom. “THE FUCK?! MORRIGAN!!”

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Morrigan opened her eyes when she heard Damian yell and she looked over to the door. The thing clawed at the door, smirked at her. She swallowed hard, the panic resurfacing. She gave a small hiccuped sob and covered her mouth. Why her?! She hated fire! She had watched it swallow one of her closest friends and now it literally chased her. It mocked her. It learched into the room, earning a scream from Morrigan. She kicked, splashing some water over the edge, but curled up as far away from it as she could in the water, still letting run. “..W-….what do you w-want?…”

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Damian reached the door and pored the remaining water he had in the bucket onto the crackling flame creature. Any attempts he had at suffocating it with water only turned it blue and made it shrink a little. "You are unwelcome here!" Once it was small enough he placed the bucket over it and and pushed down to keep it trapped in the container. "I don't suppose you have any sort of trapping curse Morrigan?" he wretched between groans as he attempted to keep the creature contained.

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A Fact that isn't necessarily Fun

Funnest Facts are funner than those claimed to be supposedly funner than previously stated facts.

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The Funnest Fact

Eating too much Nutella will turn you into Jaba the hut.

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Even Funner Fact

Nutella and Chocolate Pudding are items that could be mistaken for human excrement from a distance.

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Fun Fact:

Skimmed MILK is an ingredient of Nutella.