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►; The Red Deáth---
For centuries the epidemic has flown over the country,
wrapping its arms around wary victims and crushing them.
Then simply laying them down to rest...forever.
When faced with the struggle of survival, the will to live will help
overcome every obstacle someone is put through.
......But sometimes the will isn't enough.
►; Welcome to the Masquerade---
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.......Let's begin.
►; Gates of Iron---
This wall had gates of iron. The courtiers, having entered, brought furnaces and massy hammers and welded the bolts.
It's locked. There's no escape now. They dragged the large hammers away leaving a mist of security. Perhaps this will keep the wretchedness outside, never coming inside this beautiful home. My home. My grand palace, where the party never stops, and the whirl of excitement shall never cease. That is what my vision had been…so many years ago.
I learned one thing.
You can't stop deáth from finding you.
►; Prince Prospero---
But the Prince Prospero was happy and dauntless and sagacious. When his dominions were half depopulated, he summoned to his presence a thousand hale and light-hearted friends from among the knights and dames of his court
I was a prince once, but THEY found me.
Appearance
|Name: Ebolah
|Alias: Ebola, Ebiez
|Gender: Male
|NeoSpieces: Krawk
|Paint: White
|Markings:Circles, lines
|Build: Long and slender
|Eyes: Pink
|Hair: Dark brown
Family
|Petpet: Jewel the Darigan Ukali
|Mother: deceased
|Father: deceased
|Crush/mate: None
|Offspring: None
Personal
|State: Angry, revengeful
|Personaility: Mysterious, creepy
|Skills: Virus spreader
►; A Voluptuous Scene---
On the right and left, in the middle of each wall, a tall and narrow Gothic window looked out upon a closed corridor which pursued the windings of the suite. These windows were of stained glass whose color varied in accordance with the prevailing hue of the decorations of the chamber into which it opened.
My lovely palace. It is here I dwell, day in and day out, always reminding me of what has been. I love this place like I love no other which is why, even though I died so long ago, I have returned.
It is dark… Nothing could be heard except for the quick pitter-patter of tiny feet racing across a cold, dusty floor.
It is dark… The wind howled through the open windows flapping the once brilliant-red curtains and sending them on a wild frenzy kicking dust into the already suffocating air.
It is dark… The once glorious palace was now abandoned as dust covers the past with a soft blanket and the musty air circulated through the seven rooms, the only remains of those who died that night.
It was beautiful, colorful and brilliant.
It is dark, cold and lonely.
►; The Blue Room---
That at the eastern extremity was hung, for example, in blue -- and vividly blue were its windows.
After this dreaded thing hit me, I have been forced to wander around the world, visiting each party to spread my pain.
If that virus ruined my life, I'll make others suffer along with me. If I suffer, everyone suffers. That's my policy. Call me arrogant, I don't care, but just know that I will find you and you will pay. You can't escape from the epidemic.
Day in an day out, I travel the world poisoning water sources, crops, cause famines, diseases, and make people bleed. I drink the people leave. This is my pleasure, my happiness, my very life. I used to be a grand and respected ruler, and almost everyone loved me...but one loved me to deáth. He just coveted my rule and therefore sent a wind from the heavens that chilled and killed me. However, I was never shut up in a sepulcher. His duty was to spread this wretched disease and now my fate is to follow his footprints. I don't follow. I lead. However, Amonnia has greater powers over me and I'm forced to be his puppet despite my augmentation.
Despicable.
►; The Purple Room---
The second chamber was purple in its ornaments and tapestries, and here the panes were purple.
Every royal prince has his likes and dislikes, am I right? Well to top off this autobiography, I have many many things I'm able to tell you.
I MAY just spare you if you can bring me some of my favorite items.
I love love love chocolate despite it's horrible reputation for something called cavities. I don not care about this problem since I'm deád anyways. Yes, you may think I don't need food, and you are right. I can still taste though.
Another one of my favorite items is anything gold and worth a deal of money. Shiny items will always bring me pleasure.
One last thing I would ADORE is to get rid of Ebola and regain my rightful place on the throne once more. I will KILL to have that.
However, if you bring me a any of these wretched items, you better write your will because you'll never see light again.
If there's anything in the world I more, it has to be work. Work will be done by you. Do you understand? Do not come to me asking for a favor because I will not do it. In fact, if you ask me to do anything that benefits you, I shall infect you on the spot and watch you slowly bleed to deáth.
Good job. There's no work to be done, but if you decide to bring me some gifts, do not...by God, do not bring me flowers. I flowers and most plants with a fiery passion. Plants represent life and beauty...two things that have been stripped from me when I died. I them. I you.
I also anything cute or fluffy...like baby kittens or a puppy. I will kill it and wipe their thick, hot, on your face. If you bring me any life in general, I will end yours.
►; The Green Room---
The third was green throughout, and so were the casement
Visitors have come in the past and they've never left. Would you like to meet some of these...people?
Excoious What a dumb animal. He's practically worthless in this "family" however I have to admit, he'll a great fun to have around. I can tell him to do anything, and I know it'll get done without complaint. He's also a great person I think. I love Excoi too much to kill him. He may miserably fail as a conversationalist or a real person in general, but this krawk is definitely someone great to have around. When I say something good about a person, they have to be worth it.
.....I met Excoious one day on one of my rampages. He was living in one of the cottages of the village. This kid was hiding under a bed (as if the Ebola virus wouldn't find him), muttering to himself. He didn't live at the village, but wandered around like me. The moment I came, he thought I was some kind of angel, which made me feel better about myself. I picked him up and we've been pretty good together.
Jara Maerlyx Jara here on the other hand is really useless. He won't do anything I tell him, and I think he was one of the very few people who won't catch the virus and die. When I pondered this, he told me he had already "died" once and can't die again. I don't understand how he's déad though because he needs to eat, he needs to sleep and he needs to drink in order to "exist". Whatever, I just know I'm stuck with Jara for a while.When I talked to him, I realized how similar we were.
.....Jara I met before I died. He was a pretty interesting character deep in love with his lover. I thought it was cute however something happened to him which I didn't hear about and re-met him a long while later. He didn't look like a corpse like I did, but instead his figure completely changed. I still don't understand but he never talks about it so I let it go. I wish I knew. Even if he's useless to me, I find him a great...friend?
Nevermore is the most annoying animal I have ever met. Long ago, I took a rest at the edge of a forest when this rancid animal flew down and landed next to me screeching all day long. He can't talk so I have no idea what in the world he's trying to tell me, but all I know is he'll never leave me. We've been together for at least a decade. I don't think he can die either, which really irritates me.
Nevermore isn't a bird nor his he a dragon like me. I really don't know what he is. This adds to my constant aggravation.
►; The White Room---
-- the fifth with white
Mad? I'm not mad! Take a body if you wish.
Rules:
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2. Don't enter them into a contest.
3. No taking outside of neo.
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►; The Violet Room---
-- the sixth with violet.
In the past, and present, I've had various portraits painted of my spectacular self. Shall you view them?
Or perhaps...add?
+---Paintings by Chemi herself---+
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......Twelve times the ebony grandfather clock chimed; its thundering beat echoing through the halls. Once. Twice. Thrice. Ringing until the last língering strike ricocheted off the walls. However, the sound wasn't heard for loud, alluring music poured into every corner, filling up the space like a martini glass and its freshly created beverage, overpowering the ominous chimes. The large ballroom was elegant. Charming even. Newly cleaned flamboyant floor tiles gleamed with a shine brighter then the brightest star in the night sky while luxurious décor flowed over the sides of the room, billowing down from the ceiling like a waterfall of scarlet and black silk. Blóod red drapes were pulled from the vast windows revealing a glittering midnight world. As the moonlight shone into the dimly lit room, flashes of black and white fabric spun around the dance floor as majestic figures mimicked the beat of the music with their own special movements. Candlelight from an assortment of crystalline chandeliers glowed delicately as their carrier gently swung to the buoyant rhythm. The faint smell of baking pastries tenderly floated into the atmosphere like a morning mist, engulfing everyone within range and filling their nostrils with a soft pleasant aroma. A blissful mood hugged the gathering. All were so absorbed in their pleasure that no one noticed a dark and lonely figure standing beneath a drape, shadowed by the vastness of the room. The music stopped, the guests paused and time froze as the lights flickered off, drowning all in a sea of darkness. To be continued...
►; The Visitor
When the eyes of Prince Prospero fell upon this spectral image (which with a slow and solemn movement, as if more fully to sustain its role, stalked to and fro among the waltzers) he was seen to be convulsed, in the first moment with a strong shudder either of or distaste; but, in the next, his brow reddened with rage.
Who dares?" he demanded hoarsely of the courtiers who stood near him -- "who dares insult us with this blasphemous mockery? Seize him and unmask him -- that we may know whom we have to hang at sunrise, from the battlements!
►; The Approach
He bore aloft a drawn dagger, and had approached, in rapid impetuosity, to within three or four feet of the retreating figure, when the latter, having attained the extremity of the velvet apartment, turned suddenly and confronted his pursuer. There was a sharp cry -- and the dagger dropped gleaming upon the sable carpet, upon which, instantly afterwards, fell prostrate in the Prince Prospero.
You have any questions you want to ask? GO ahead and neomail the creator (Chemical) and she'll put up the questions you want answered. It'll be a great way to get to know me better...because I know you do.
Q: // What exactly is Ebola?
A:// Ebola is a river in Africa where a virus was found. The virus, which infects me to this day. Under various microscopes, long filaments, a characteristic of the Filoviridae viral family have been found. This filament is the virus itself. The disease is passed through person to person. Symptoms include, but are not limited to: bleeding from the mouth, eyes, nose, ears, weakness, exhaustion, sore throat, nausea, and severe headaches.
Q: // What does all the "light grey" text mean?
A: //Those are quotes from Edgar Allen Poe's short story "The Masque of the Red Deáth". It's the base of my lore, and a great story itself. You can google it and read it if you wish.
Q: // Do you accept fan art?
A: //Uhm...of course! I would adore if someone would draw my figure, even if I'm as ugly as I am. I may even spare you you life.
Q: // Do you roleplay? Can I be your friend?
A: //Why on Earth would you want to be my friend? I do not understand, but I guess it's alright...if I don't decide to kill you. Neomail my owner and we'll see what happens. :)
Q: // Would you rather drink a tub of polluted sea water or a tub of 1-week old rotten milk?
A: //What kind of question is this? Are you alright? Well, to answer your ridiculous question, I would really rather drink the milk. Sea water itself is disgusting.
►; Deáth has arrived
whose tall figure stood tall and motionless within the shadow of the ebony clock, gasped in unutterable horror at finding the grave-cerements and corpse-like mask which they handled with so violent a rudeness, untenanted by any tangible form.
I refuse.
►; Escape
And the flames of the tripods expired. And Darkness and Decay and the Red deáth held illimitable dominion over all.
Always come back to visit me in my lovely castle. I'll be delighted to have you as my company...Just remember, you can't escape from the epidemic.
HALLO FRANDS!
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