Mm! That’s actually a really cool idea! How would that work?

Oh gosh…. I remember Arian.

Now I wanna go bring back all of my old characters….

(Hmmm, Aiden Argent then. Just stay a good 10 feet from his lacrosse stick….)

(Uhhhhhh yeah that could interesting. They’re best friends….. and it gets interesting when they’re together. Ummm, Max, the other Aiden might do the trick although with that you would have to deal with him probably trying to kill everyone.)

(Okay…. Hmmm, kinda want to put in Jayce. I may put in Oliver….)

(So like pretty much an extrovert with a red bull…. Gosh… I have a lot of those…)

(I meant Elaine because she would be most likely to strangle me on account of Lovecraft’s similarities to the Doctor. Also yeah, sorry, I didn’t have much information to work with as far as the auras go, however, that is something Lovecraft would be versed in so it was at the point where the character knew more about it than I…[Read more]

Lovecraft motioned for the man to lay her on the ground which he did albeit hesitantly. Twirling his pen, he held the tip to the girl’s temple. He smiled to himself at the fact that she was a girl to him even though she appeared to be older.

His eyes flickered for a moment as he received the results of the scan. “It appears something, while…[Read more]

(Yes and no. No, because He’s a rather intriguing character. Yes, because he prides himself on intrigue.)

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Lovecraft stepped forward slightly, his face searching as his eyes studied the girl as well as the fascinating aura that seemed to surround the two of them. “May I take a look at her?” He quired, slipping his pen from his…[Read more]

(Elaine, heh heh heh… -laughter trails off nervously- I assure you he’s different though. Look up H. P. Lovecraft and you’ll see.)

(Kari, I actually have two Aidens. One being the son of #Arian and the other a manipulative lacrosse-playing 17-year-old mastermind with a thing for poisoned blades.)

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Lovecraft squinted at the pink…[Read more]

Lovecraft listened for a moment before muttering in some ancient tongue as he turned away from the bars, slipping his fabric wrapped hands deep into his coat pockets. He glanced around the small cell and pursed his lips. It was quite obvious whoever was behind the thick stone walls knew who he was and what he could do. What somewhat worried him…[Read more]

-sloooooooops in- Heeeeey, long time no see. Waiting on me?