♱ Was Born on October 5th of 2009
♱ Could be seen as the 2nd Monster to exist in TEF, Beliar being the First
♱ Had numerous fights with Beliar, one of which lead to his death and rebirth
♱ Character has been around for almost 8 Years
♱ Born from the depression, anxiety and mental illnesses of
The White Light
♱ Was once a beast and monster, full if violence and raged. Has since calmed and become passive.
♱ A creature strongly associated with Mental Illnesses, Sickness, Misery and Nightmares.
♱ Holds a Fondness for Creatures like himself or other 'monsters' of the Forest
♱ Holds a great Fear of the Twin God Statue and those who are
Devout
♱ Is Harmed by what is deemed Holy or otherwise seen as Blessed, thus his fear of the Statues and the White Pelts of the Devout
♱ Thick Azure Fur that covers a big part of his body, gets a thick coat when Winter Comes
♱ Various bones are seen along his body, specifically his Spine and Ribcage.
♱ Skin is a deep violet in coloration and is seen along his sides and the lower part of his legs as well as the front of his neck nearest his skull.
♱ Sire two Sons, Ghost and Darkness with an unknown Doe during a trip outside of the forest.
♱ Had a brutal fight with Darkness which lead to his sons death and left him crippled for months
♱ A predator by nature, will seek out and consume the flesh of Sleeping Namless in the Forest
♱ A intimidating and deadly Aura, his body casts off a black smoke that has been known o cause Nightmares in those found sleeping around
♱ Bleeds a thick black blood that is almost a tar like consistency
♱ Can be killed, but eventually will return though takes longer to return with each passing
♱ Has passed and was reborn three times
♱ Massive in size compared to the Irish Elk, but is slow and can be easily countered
♱ Is not afraid to kill if threatened and will fight to the death if need be
♱ Does not mind company so long as those approaching use caution
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The cool rain fell down
In the distance, he caught sight of the beast. Towering, enchanting, and frightening at once. Typically it was the type of creature that the AoM would have sent Cypher to capture for study or destroy out of pure terror, but that was not the case today. There was a more important matter that the white stag needed to attend to regarding the monstrous stag's presence.
Slowly and quietly, the soaked buck approached the distressed beast as he tended to his wounds. Cypher kept his distance for their first meeting was a horrible first impression. The first time they had met was during a confusion, furious battle as Cypher had tried to pull a silver doe away from him, but perhaps, now he could make amends. For while he did not care for his own reputation, he feared the consequences that could follow after Shika for her actions; and he was not about to let her innocence be spoiled by stupidity like his own had been.
Once within range for eye contact, the Cypher tipped his fedora in the direction of the opposing stag, "Evening, my good man, I see that you are rather occupied with your wounds. Allow me to properly introduce myself. The name is Cypher; I was the stag who got caught in the ruckus last night. I wanted to apologize on behalf of the silver doe. She... She was not well."
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The giant blue was walking,
The events of the previous evening still were ringing in his mind, and those feathers were quick to raise up and a deep hiss came out of the beast as he turned that impressive skull towards the white stag that approached. While he was in no, outright condition to do anything he would still use that impressive monstrous looks to intimidate and instill fear into others that came near. His response was one that would come from any cautious creature, especially injured and weak. Those feathers flared more before those black voids settled on Cypher as he tipped his fedora in a bow.
Snorting, Nightmare stood there and listened to what was said... hissing deeply at the mention of the little doe who had caused him such grief... and pain for that matter. Bottom jaws clacking together as they shook with a slight bit of anger, bone against bone before the beast calmed once again. Feathers lowering as he knew this stag was no threat, and Nightmare shifted wearily holding up the injured and bleeding leg to nurse it from touching the muddied forest floor.
"Not well? Is that your excuse for why she suddenly came out of no where at me? I scared a fawn... so what, a lot of things in this forest are scared of things like me, so many are afraid of me and with good reason." The giant blue sneered some "I refused her, I didn't want to do anything but she continued on. With my injuries I didn't want to make them worse but when she continued and my daughter got in the way I wasn't going to stand for it. She should have understood that I wasn't well, and took my refusal. But instead she pushed her luck and paid the price for it. She should be thankful she got away with just the minor wound she did." Another snarl and this time Nightmare opened that mouth of his, showing the three lower jaws and the deadly array of fangs that lined them, along with the long, rather intimidating ones on the top jaw that had been folded against the top section of it. After a moment he allowed his mouth to close and snorted again "I accepted her apology but you can do well to keep her out of my way..."
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The giant remained restless
To him, a threat was nothing more than a challenge. Like poking a sleeping lion with a stick. Personally, he enjoyed the thrilled but the threat was clearly not aimed at himeself... It was towards Shika. A nervous lump latched onto the muscle of his throat as a gut wrenching nausea swirled within the conflicting emotions that had conspired within him.
The casual way Nightmare tossed aside a weaken sanity struck a nerve within him. Perhaps it was sympathy towards the doe that had caused the attached between the mad pair.
"Surely you, a beast of your magnitude, can house some sense of understanding towards the influence madness can bring to a weakened mind." Cypher then caught glance of the multicolored doe resting not far behind Nightmare. He tipped his head in her direction, as if pointing to her, "And surely you... as a father... can understand the ignorance that innocence breeds. She is young... That may not be a justifiable excuse for her actions, but she still has much to learn regarding the way life works."
"Even a fool lost to madness
Drawing that head back he lifted it up before snarling and laying himself back down and tucking his good leg close to his body while the injured one was splayed and slightly turned "Innocence is one thing, a blind attack is another. Fawns get scared and they are just as innocent, she herself should be old enough to understand that seeing something like me is likely to bring fear into the hearts of the innocent. In the end, what happened has happened... it's done and over with. And I don't want to see her around me again. I am tolerant, but I've my reasons..." The giant blue hefted out a heavy sigh
"Surely you as a right minded fellow could understand that... and if you were injured and you had someone further injure you would you want them near?"
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The giant lowered his heard
"Perhaps you can," Cypher agreed midway though his insane chuckle. "But is it possible to drive a madman farther into madness? If a mind is already shattered, can it be broken more?" The stag began to lower his guard as he slowly began to feel a faint connection between the slumping stag before him. The two may have been very different in many ways, but one factor seemed to tie them together - their insanity. As he continued to speak, he tilted his head downward with his chin resting near the nape of his neck and looked up at the beast from beneath the rim of his fedora while remembering the many speeches he had heard back in his days at the asylum. His thoughts scrambled from flash backs of his own repressed nightmares and images of the torture he had endured in his early youth.
"Even tainted innocence is still innocence. Insanity can blind all forms of perception, fooling the mind into thinking that even the harmless of creature a monster and a monster a harmless creature. It can deceive you, and it will deceive you when given an opportunity as it blurs your judgment. I do not know what it is she saw...or what she believed at the time, but she had made a mistake. A mistake caused by your own disorientation and false reality. A mistake that I know I have made previously in my life, and perhaps even you have yourself." The stag slowly began to pace side to side out of anxiety. All of their talk regarding insanity made him nervous, but he continued to respond.
"...And if you were injured and you had someone further injure you would you want them near?...
Yet another wary chuckle escaped from him chapped lips, "I was never blessed with that option." Faint memories flooded his mind again. Vivid flash backs showed before his eyes. He could always feel the restrains upon his flesh once again, but he shook them away with a violent shake of his head. His eyes met with the beast once again, examining his wounds. Slowly, he stepped closer as he pulled is tie out of its knot and clenching it within his teeth, muffling his voice, "You are hurt. Let me see your leg and correct her wrong doing."
Listening to this stranger
A heavy swing of that tail came and those jaws gritted together more as Nightmare took a hobbled step backwards, growling out in a rumble from deep in this throat. The offer of help and the bringing up of the wound on his leg furthered the irritation and that neck jutted that skull down as those jaws opened... that shrieking, deafening roar coming from the blue giant as he let it be known that he was through and wanted to be left alone at this point. It was stubbornness to some degree, his actions and manners of trying to get the other to leave... but it was also because Nightmare never accepted help from anyone. Even while he was fucked up and injured.
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The earth beneath his feet
"In your condition you are no different than a stumbling youngster," he sarcastically remarked. His chest heaving slightly with the sharp huff of his chuckle. The left corner of his lip pulled upward as he smirked.
He then jerked his head towards the beast. Allowing the tie to float in the air before settling on the ground between the two. Without it and with missing a button - having given it to Migisi as a gift- his shirt was left hanging freely around his neck, looking tattered and worn despite the little harm he had endured. "Do whatever the bloody hell it is with it as you wish," he quietly spoke. "Make a sling. Use it as a bandage... Or sit there and bleed to death. I don't give a damn. I have paid my debt, and a gentleman always pays his dues."
He then began to turn to trot away, cautiously looking over his shoulder to watch what the beast would do.
Watching him carefully
A low growl came but the beast gripped the fabric and turned... limping his way back to the young doe that was considered his daughter. Lowering his head down he nuzzled into her, it was an exchange that took back anything that made Nightmare look like an outright monster and showed that he held a true sense of care for Sonan. Nuzzling her sleeping form he gently worked the tie some with those jaws and nudged it under her head... almost like a small... makeshift pillow. Shifting he raised his head up glancing back towards the buck before moving and circling and then laying down... wrapping himself around Sonan and curling his tail around the two as he nestled in just to rest.
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Darcy found him stretched out
Maneuvering himself around the beast, he carefully settled at his side and went about opening the satchel and removing its contents. Packets of herbs, folded leaves containing gooey mixtures... The monarch laughed dryly as he stared at them, not really believing he'd go through with it again. Memories of how he'd come upon the medicines threatened to tear at his heart, so he quickly got to work, prodding at Nightmare's side to make sure he was out before gently beginning to apply the poultices to his nastier wounds. Well it wouldn't be a professional job, but it was something at least...
"Doubt you could look much worse, really," he chuckled quietly to the sleeping giant.
With the other nights
Darcy's approached hadn't gone truly unnoticed, the giant wasn't in too heavy of a sleep really and the monarch's scent had gotten into that thick hole at the front of his skull. Though he remained quiet and continued to rest as the other stag had gone to rummaging through the satchel and it's contents. When it stopped, it wasn't long before the giant felt those things being treated on the worst of his wounds... those that were showing slight signs of infection. A hiss came out of him... he heard the words from the monarch and snorted deeply in response "I've looked far worse in some cases..." He muttered, that thick and gruff voice breaking the small silence that had came after Darcy's words and chuckles "You went and saw her? Or was it the other away around?"
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The hiss of air startled him,
'Her'.
Without his consent, his mind began to conjure images of earlier that day, standing with her upon the God's hill. Bits and pieces of their conversation floated through his mind, running together and yet perfectly coherent. His lungs filled with air for the soul purpose of expelling it in a slow, gratifying release. Briefly closing his eyes, he banished the memories. “Does it matter?” Darcy questioned coolly before leaning forward to scrape the mashed herbs into another deep wound. The goo slid far too easily down the grooves of the hot, swollen flesh, causing his brow to furrow in concern.
“I've been advised... that you don't plan to allow her near me. You're not to harm her, Night.” The confidence in his voice surprised him. It was not a suggestion meant for compromise, but an absolute; a deal breaker. “We've settled our business... She is free to come and go from my presence as she pleases.”
There was a low rumbled out
Though at his words he hissed out in a deep rumble, growling softly before carefully pushing himself to his feet and looking down at the stag there "Not to harm her? After what she's done to me... done to you... how can you say that?" Snorting again, Nightmare just shook his head before slowly turning away staring out towards the hills that would lead to the playground... where he would have to go soon "She can come and go where she wants but I will never accept her near me... if you want to go to the witch so be it."
Shaking his head again the blue giant stretched out those jaws and a huffed breath came out "I will hold myself though... and refrain from such violence if you want her around when I am there..." Nightmare shifted before glancing back to the monarch, rolling one of those shoulders as he grunted "You'd think as many times as I've been hurt, wounded and beaten I'd be used to these things..."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
“Wait, I'm not-!” Darcy
“I'm not asking you to accept her,” the monarch answered quietly, exasperated, “Ward her off as you'd like. Hopefully you'll both have the better sense to just keep away from each other... But she has done nothing to me I have not done to myself.”
Darcy gathered the leftover supplies and shoved them back into the satchel, save for a small, bite-sized packet of herbs he took into his mouth and swallowed. He carefully got to his feet and stepped away from his friend to the bank of the river. Staring down at the water a moment as it tricked over the smooth rocks, he chuckled.
“Neither of us have apparently learned much of anything. You, the immortal...me, the cat with nine lives?” The idea amused him. The stag slowly shook his head before lowering it, skimming his lips across the water to suck in the crystal liquid. He rinsed out his mouth then consuming a couple gulps for himself before stepping back and turning again. His scarred brows flexed in curiosity behind his mask as he paused, appearing hesitant about the words that soon slipped from his mouth.
“Why did you stay?”
The beast would watch and
There was a deep chuckle to come out of him at the next words, yes... him the immortal... the immortal who never learned anything over the past five years in this place. Fall in Love... feel the misery from the love... die from that love. Rinse, lather and repeat... snorting some he shook his head clean of those thoughts and watched the monarch from where he was. Red orbs watching keenly before he turned away and listened to the question.
"Why did you Stay?"
There wasn't any means to answer it, and the brute shrugged those bulky and sore shoulders "Perhaps you could say I was worried about what you would do should I have left entirely. And I had a bit of... guidance... to keep me from giving into the overwhelming desire to just let my life go..."
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His eyes widened at the
His thoughts drug him back. Back to being curled up at the monster's side, drenched in blood mostly not his own. Back to his quiet pleading. 'You can't leave me here...not like this... ' He could barely remember those couple of days after...in fact, he couldn't remember the night after the incident at all. The last thing he recalled was sending Obake and Kumiko away with Herla, promising he'd follow. He never did...or so he was told. He'd gone to Nightmare. Went so far as to lash out at Obake when the demon returned to drag him back. What had he been thinking? What state of mind had he been in?
'That' state of mind...?
Darcy swallowed. His ears lay flat as he stared up at the monster before him, defeated.
“I was...selfish,” he murmured, glancing over the cracks in the beast's skull, “ I just...couldn't...not do anything. I was just trying to protect her. I couldn't bear being the cause of another death. My mother, my brother... My fucking daughter. Tell me, why would it have been okay for you to have slipped away and not me? What mark have I ever left that's been worthy of any more mercy than you?”
The monarch limped forward, boldly approaching the beast, his hollow eyes fixated on the dark sockets in search of the red glow hiding within.
“Would you have killed me, if she hadn't shown up? You told me once...you would never lose yourself to the point of harming her. You said you had that control. So...would you have?”
Those glowing orbs would
A heavy sigh escaped Nightmare before he picked up movement and watched as Darcy approached, and he listened... the questions. Yes... yes he had told them that he'd never lose himself like he had... he promised, made it his word and then look what happened. He failed to uphold such a promise and for that he likely should have been killed by Herla's wrath and fury "The extent in which I was gone that day... I don't know what would have happened. I could have... I might have... or I would have, I do not know for sure... perhaps even I wouldn't have. I made those words as a vow, a promise... and I broke them." Nightmare's attention turned to a side as he snorted out, red orbs disappearing "And you know as well as I that had she not gotten in the way my wrath would have never fallen onto her form... she was a fool, blind and reckless stepping in harms way. Like she always does... and her injuries... her wounds, her pain... that descent into the darkness. It was all her doing, she chose to do what she did for nothing." A low hiss came out of the giant and he shook his head, tail swaying slightly for a moment "You deserve to live far more than me... all I ever do is cause pain, misery and distress whenever I get to know others. I've sinned worse sins than what you could imagine, I killed one of my own 'sons' just for the sick pleasure of mending my broken body. Killed my brother for the sick pleasure of just doing so..."
"Your efforts are insignificant! I carry you to your deaths!"
Darcy slowly nodded, his lips
He kept these thoughts to himself however, letting Nightmare hold to his anger for now, and all the irony that went with it. Should Darcy not feel the same bitterness towards Nightmare for nearly killing him? For that betrayal? For even now not denying the fact that Herla could very well have saved his life? The stag's eyes shifted in and out of focus at the irony of everything being said.
“We build our foundations on hypocrisy, you and I. Standing here trying to outdo eachother in our wickedness, heh... Could spend the rest of our miserable lives trying to figure out what's 'worse', who 'deserves' what more, and whether any of it really matters at all, in the end. Seems like such a waste...”
The corner of his mouth lifted in a wary smile as his eyes finally tear away from the battered skull to roll up towards the sky. The sun was making its slow descent into the west.
“Well then...what do you plan to do now?”
"Finish what needs to be
A low growl came out of Nightmare as that attention returned... casting that gaze into the distance to where one could barely make out those rocks... those all too familiar rocks. A sound of clicking came from those jaws as they clacked together for a moment, the monster seeming to be pondering and weighing in those options of what to do and what can or cannot be done. Whatever the choice he made, there was going to be pain and misery to come afterwards. Another series of clacking and clicks and the giant lowered his head down, snorting softly... heavy breaths coming out of him for a moment as he stood there.
"I just don't know what will come from it..."
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I am not going to have him become something he's not. He's not social, and never will be. I'm sorry for those who were on the friends list and those on the enemies list as well, but I'm sick of trying to play Nightmare as something he's not.
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