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P U N K
Story
Necromancy. A magic associated with evil, a magic that could be abused to force the undoing of society. But yet...Punk had no clue of its negative connotations. She was just content with being blessed with loving parents who happily supported her magical potential, despite neither parent being prominent necromancers.
It was silly for Punk to be so proud of herself. The acts she did were far from good but she kept her pride high when she was able to conjure souls morphed into rabbits, though she had no clue who they were she grew fond of these souls. Even asking their name and keeping them by her side at almost all times. Her parents brushed this off however, just assuming they were imaginary friends when they caught her talking to the shadowy wisps. Even so, they loved her dearly and she mirrored this affection wholeheartedly.
Then things spiraled downward. Unable to understand the repercussions of her actions, she blindly reached out to figure things out. What she learnt of her abilities later impacted her outlook on herself and her magic, deeming them to be only used as a last resort. How this came to be was simple, a pet rabbit that became her beloved best friend had perished and in any child's mindset...she wanted to save it.
She followed the instructions perfectly, even the step in which she had to take another life to give a life... She repeated this process. Several times. As she grew older she began to regret each life taken, even though it was not one of a human she still felt horrible.
Punk distanced herself from necromancy, wishing nothing to do with it . Rather she focussed her attention on the simpler area of her powers. Contracts. She'd create contracts with loved ones that were nearing their expiration date and would allow them to live on as souls, though they did have to transform into shadowy wisps most would accept this heartily in order to look over her. She was thankful for that.
She had many low points in life in which she repressed for her own sake, one of which resulted in a new found infatuation for a 'stranger'. It led to a gateway in which she made friends and was able to live happily with this new family, her parents at her side as wisps as she lived on.
Somehow she fell in love, with a demon no less. Of course there was discourse but overtime their relationship grew and it was borderline unhealthy, but at the same time it morphed into something that neither could get enough of.
It was silly for Punk to be so proud of herself. The acts she did were far from good but she kept her pride high when she was able to conjure souls morphed into rabbits, though she had no clue who they were she grew fond of these souls. Even asking their name and keeping them by her side at almost all times. Her parents brushed this off however, just assuming they were imaginary friends when they caught her talking to the shadowy wisps. Even so, they loved her dearly and she mirrored this affection wholeheartedly.
Then things spiraled downward. Unable to understand the repercussions of her actions, she blindly reached out to figure things out. What she learnt of her abilities later impacted her outlook on herself and her magic, deeming them to be only used as a last resort. How this came to be was simple, a pet rabbit that became her beloved best friend had perished and in any child's mindset...she wanted to save it.
She followed the instructions perfectly, even the step in which she had to take another life to give a life... She repeated this process. Several times. As she grew older she began to regret each life taken, even though it was not one of a human she still felt horrible.
Punk distanced herself from necromancy, wishing nothing to do with it . Rather she focussed her attention on the simpler area of her powers. Contracts. She'd create contracts with loved ones that were nearing their expiration date and would allow them to live on as souls, though they did have to transform into shadowy wisps most would accept this heartily in order to look over her. She was thankful for that.
She had many low points in life in which she repressed for her own sake, one of which resulted in a new found infatuation for a 'stranger'. It led to a gateway in which she made friends and was able to live happily with this new family, her parents at her side as wisps as she lived on.
Somehow she fell in love, with a demon no less. Of course there was discourse but overtime their relationship grew and it was borderline unhealthy, but at the same time it morphed into something that neither could get enough of.
Interests
| Likes:
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Healers/healing items, rabbits, Key |
| Dislikes:
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Resorting to necromancy
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| Loves:
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Key |
| Hobbies
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Bullying and babying Morey, hanging out with [Key], bugging meme bro Ealdwine or being mothered by Luma, Cloak and Naia |
❝ y'know i'm not the best ever, but my memory is ❞
Skills
| ATTACK |
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| DEFENSE |
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| HEALING |
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| MAGICAL |
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| STAMINA |
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| SPEED |
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| INTELLECT |
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| LUCK |
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| CHARM |
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| SARCASM |
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Relationships
| [K E Y]
partner • "Thank you, for giving me a reason to live..." |
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| M O R E Y
friends • "To give is always worth more than to take." |
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T H E I A
friends • x "Her skirt clashes with her shirt, don't you recking?" |
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C L O A K
friends • "Mum it's totally fine, Ealdwine was the one who taught me to dab." |
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L U M A
friends •x "Ma please it was one time, I promise I won't set another forest on fire." |
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N A I A
friends • x "Mumsie, I'm fine." |
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S H I I
friends • x "Bro you just wiped out- Oh...the wave always does it huh." |
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C R O S S
friends • x "...can you please stop trying to touch every lamppost we walk past?" |
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I R A B O T
friends • x "Yo dudes I got the oven pantsu, we can have pizza tonight!" |
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