Sneering, Morgan Dread limps into the new town -- Kilworth Square

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Date Posted: 07:49:23 07/06/02 Sat
Author: Morgan Dread
Subject: Sneering, Morgan Dread limps into the new town

Shaking his head, Morgan pulls out a flask from his silver travelling cloak. He opens the flask, pouring the contents on the ground. "Ugh. A horrid new town, and I'm the one who's new." Looking around, Morgan screams, "WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE? CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT?" He covers his pale face, hoping no one sees the tear running down it. Tucking a long strand of blond, almost white hair behind an ear, Morgan sits on the hard ground. He gently touches the black opal ring on his hand, obviously deep in rememberance. A black rose appears suddenly, rotating in front of his face. With an evil grin, Morgan stares at the rose; orange eyes unblinking. His eyes flash an odd tone of pale blue for a moment; causing the rose to smoke and catch on fire. With a deep, booming laugh, Morgan stands up, brushing an imaginary piece of dust off his crisp, black shirt. "Come and get me, world. I'm ready for you."

Name: Morgan Dread (new identity)
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Appearance: Extremely pale, as though he has spent his entire life indoors. His fang-like dogteeth are in sharp contrast to his other straight, white teeth. Bright orange eyes dart around constantly, looking for any signs of trouble. A silver travelling cloak, black shirt and black pants seem to never get dirty; his shoulder-length blond, almost white hair seems to never get tangled. Morgan towers over most creatures; sharp features and a mildly handsome face are made less attractive with a constant sneer.
Personality: Dark and brooding, Morgan is ignored constantly, causing sarcastic and rude comments when he is spoken to. He has always leaned towards the darker side of things, even betraying loved ones in order to obey his master. If you treat Morgan the way he wishes, he will warm to you and, perhaps, tell you of his past. Do not treat this lightly, for there are not many people who know Morgan's history.

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Jumps back warily... -- Briar, 07:59:56 07/06/02 Sat
- Laughing, Morgan approaches Briar -- Morgan Dread, 08:05:36 07/06/02 Sat
  - Yelping in pain, Morgan steps back -- Morgan Dread, 08:56:01 07/06/02 Sat
    - Skin's gone white... -- Briar, 09:15:45 07/06/02 Sat
      - OCC-Sorry, not white, pale... -- Briar, 09:59:24 07/06/02 Sat
      - Whimpering, Morgan wakes up -- Morgan Dread, 10:46:43 07/06/02 Sat
        Shoves his own magic away into the trees and bush and animals around him... -- Briar, 06:28:49 07/07/02 Sun
        Eyes watering, Morgan smiles faintly -- Morgan Dread, 07:46:40 07/07/02 Sun
        Notices the lack of eye contact... -- Briar, 14:46:45 07/07/02 Sun
        Jaw clenched, Morgan's eyes flash pale blue -- Morgan Dread, 15:54:32 07/07/02 Sun
        Snarl... -- Briar, 06:39:45 07/08/02 Mon
        Shuddering, Morgan feels the magic return -- Morgan Dread, 07:04:04 07/08/02 Mon
        Frowns... -- Briar, 08:06:35 07/08/02 Mon
        Picks up the dirk, putting it back in his cloak -- Morgan Dread, 11:54:15 07/08/02 Mon
        Bites his lip... -- Briar, 12:30:48 07/08/02 Mon
        Fumbles with the question, not answering -- Morgan Dread, 15:09:16 07/08/02 Mon
        Swallows once... -- Briar, 17:07:18 07/08/02 Mon
        Looks at Briar in disgust -- Morgan Dread, 19:55:29 07/08/02 Mon
        Laughs... -- Briar, 12:23:43 07/09/02 Tue
        Morgan holds out the dirk -- Morgan Dread, 16:35:15 07/09/02 Tue
        Glares... -- Briar, 05:32:06 07/10/02 Wed
        Eyes wide -- Morgan Dread, 06:41:34 07/10/02 Wed
        Gives a half grin... -- Briar, 15:54:16 07/10/02 Wed
        Looks around -- Morgan Dread, 16:45:24 07/10/02 Wed
        Cocks head... -- Briar, 17:08:44 07/10/02 Wed
        Crosses arms -- Morgan Dread, 19:23:40 07/10/02 Wed
        Sits down on the ground... -- Briar, 06:29:53 07/11/02 Thu
        Reality sets in -- Morgan Dread, 06:37:41 07/11/02 Thu
        Get up to leave... -- Briar, 09:37:10 07/11/02 Thu
        Reaches out -- Morgan Dread, 13:44:37 07/11/02 Thu
        Stops... -- Briar, 15:56:02 07/11/02 Thu
        Answers -- Morgan Dread, 18:22:09 07/11/02 Thu
        Answers -- Morgan Dread, 18:25:50 07/11/02 Thu
        Frowns... -- Briar, 08:44:29 07/12/02 Fri
        Frowns -- Morgan Dread, 14:56:58 07/13/02 Sat
        Shrugs -- Morgan Dread, 14:34:41 08/02/02 Fri
ooc ((oops, forgot age. Age: 28)) (NT) -- Morgan Dread, 08:57:45 07/06/02 Sat

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