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.//WARNING!! If you steal my art, design, content, ANYTHING, I WILL make you pay. You WILL be obliterated, and Extonal WILL take over your body. -snarl- RIGHT, Ex?!
Ex:Right-o. -evil glare-||

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.//coming soon. Bleh.||

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.//WORKING.||

Piccie coming soon. :O
Name:Extonal
Nick-name:Ex
Gender:Male
Age:52737
Caretaker:vitality_eminent
Strength://Let's think about this... I don't have a body. Figure it out. My strength is always changing. :p
Defence: -sighs and points up-
HP:27/7
Braiiins..?:10

That's only the technical stuff. Lies lies lies. :d

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.//WHAT the HECK are you?"||

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.//Likes and Dislikes||

.//I like..||
War. It gives me bodies. Gross as that may sound.
The Hunt.For food only, though.

.//I Loathe..||
Bloodshed. War. Yes, I hate and love war. Get over it.
Killing. I can't. I just can't--it's horrible. I don't even kill for my host--but you'll learn about that later, mm?

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.//What is Past||

Coming soon. :o Come on, it can't be THAT hard to type it up, can it? -glares at owner-

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.//Family||

.....
I don't know. o.O;;

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.//Friends||

Dormyrse is not exactly what you would call a friend, per se. He is, however, one of the few I do know well enough to be considered an acquaintance of sorts. We didn't exactly meet undet the..best... circumstances. He was charging his energy, and I was posessing a panther through its ear. Lovely, son't you think? Anyway... He's an actual spirit, unlike me. As in, he actually died, and doesn't have a real body. But the more energy he has, the closer he is to having an almost-completely-substantial body.

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.//My past..

...Riiiiight.... It's complicated. I'll put it that way.
But if you still want to hear it.. I suppose it wouldn't hurt. Why not?