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Born on April 30, 1900
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Eldritch Monstrosity
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Project: 49921
Reid would hold his arm out as a bird with 8 small arms and two longer arms landed on him. The bird had no beak but in turn had lips. It would have three large eyes scattered around the sides. Reid w...View More
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While they look forward to welcoming white eyes. Reid was perfect for the job. Hungry... Alone... Cold... The body of the once respected and cherished doctor formed differently every day. His fur woul...View More
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Thana Reid would sit in front of the graves he was to play in front of. A group of 10 kids would come out and sit around a campfire. He would smile at the unique children. They had so much to them yet...View More
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Thana Reid would be sitting at the graves of his former Patients. He would stare at the graves and stare with disbelief. All 9 of them were children and their lives cut short. He would always sing son...View More
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The ghostling, or what appeared to be one appeared in the Fray, clapping it's paw's with what appeared to be claw's instead of ordinary digit's. They also had a completely different feel to their magic and look....almost........Changeling-esc ? Yet they look like that one ghostling before but they i...View More
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Don't think I won't have a hand in that sweet contest. I will be making a short lore story of the beginning of the Amaranth called "The Upheaval Process". The story of Thana Reid and his transformatio...View More
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"What is wrong, Lost soul? Do you wish to be taken from this world into paradise?" Said the Amaranth. Various voice spoke in unison as it talked. It's body hidden from even the dead. A mere whisper to some.
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"No, Just because I thought you didn't like my previous post on your wall"
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Sometimes they didn't need something to put the souls in. Sometimes the souls forced their way out of paradise. The Cultists rise once more to exact their devious doomsday.
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