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On the first post with the plot. There's a sign on the upper right it says play, click on that
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xxGreenKiwixx
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Hello the reason Jane got into Jeff's mind is that a demon wanted Jeff's soul so he promised if Jane killed Jeff she would get her normal life back. So he gave her "magical" powers.
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Name: Grendel
Age: Well over 1000 years old
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Likes:Reading old books. Silence. Peace. Ripping rabble-rousers limb from limb. Blood drinks
Dislikes: Loud noises. Partying. Drinking. Music.
Personality: He is a grumpy old creepypasta. He prefers to spend his days in quiet and peace, and generally is quiet and mild-mannered, if a bit sarcastic and passive aggressive. He speaks in an archaic fashion, a holdover from his old times and career, and prefers not to speak unless he has to. However, if you ask for his advice or ask what he did before or what he thinks of pastas now, expect a whole earload of barely understandable English coming your way, with no stopping until he is done. Loud noises annoy him greatly, which his perfect hearing doesn't help with at all, and partying is a raw nerve of his, though now, he'd much more likely destroy everything to stop the noise, then go to the party, break everything, and rip the partiers limb-from-limb in the process. He is also extremely embarrassed from the butt-kicking he received from Beowulf back in the day, and tries to keep that incident a secret
Bio: A cave-dweller back in the days of the Vikings, the young lad would routinely crash parties in mead halls and crack heads with huge hands. One day, a man named Beowulf got tired of his party crashing, went to his cave, and taught him And his mother a lesson.
Other details: Could he possibly be a teacher or a librarian?
Name: Grendel
Age: Well over 1000 years old
Looks (description or picture):
Likes:Reading old books. Silence. Peace. Ripping rabble-rousers limb from limb. Blood drinks
Dislikes: Loud noises. Partying. Drinking. Music.
Personality: He is a grumpy old creepypasta. He prefers to spend his days in quiet and peace, and generally is quiet and mild-mannered, if a bit sarcastic and passive aggressive. He speaks in an archaic fashion, a holdover from his old times and career, and prefers not to speak unless he has to. However, if you ask for his advice or ask what he did before or what he thinks of pastas now, expect a whole earload of barely understandable English coming your way, with no stopping until he is done. Loud noises annoy him greatly, which his perfect hearing doesn't help with at all, and partying is a raw nerve of his, though now, he'd much more likely destroy everything to stop the noise, then go to the party, break everything, and rip the partiers limb-from-limb in the process. He is also extremely embarrassed from the butt-kicking he received from Beowulf back in the day, and tries to keep that incident a secret
Bio: A cave-dweller back in the days of the Vikings, the young lad would routinely crash parties in mead halls and crack heads with huge hands. One day, a man named Beowulf got tired of his party crashing, went to his cave, and taught him And his mother a lesson.
Other details: Could he possibly be a teacher or a librarian?
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