Travis.Phelps - Page 18

A secretive creature who tends to keep hidden as a human you are powerful at moonlight. You have a great gift by all means.

You love Fire!

Your Angle Is To Turn People Into Animals And Feed On Their Misery.

In Victorian times, matches were made by dipping little wooden sticks into white phosphorus. Often over 20 match makers worked in rooms no bigger than 20-30 feet x 10-11 feet, with no ventilation.

The dipping, drying, mixing, and heating of the sulfur and phosphorus composition were all done in this one room. A white vapor could be seen constantly rising from the matches.

The poisonous fumes from the phosphorus caused a dreadful condition known as “phossy jaw.” The first symptoms were a toothache, then swelling of the gums and jaw, then came abscesses and a foul discharge. The victim's rotting jawbone would give off a glow. The only treatment for this condition was to have the jawbone removed." But even this was not the worst job of all times.

The worst job of all times could have been a worst job in any of the previous time periods because it combined all of the "features" that made up the worst jobs in each of the previous eras: it was messy, boring, exhausting, and caused long-term health problems. It also featured a mixture of smells so disgusting that, like the Fullers, Woad Dyers, and the Gong Scourer Farmers, they were forced to live on the outskirts of the city.

You countinue to walk in the woods. On the inside you were terified but you werent going to show it. as your walking you hear a twig snap behind you. only one thought went through your mind. 'RUN' You sprinted away trying to go as fast as you can. But your foot just happened to find the perfict root to trip over. 'crap!' you think as you scramble to stand. But the one boy in a mask sees you on the ground and runs over and houlds you down. "No. Im not going down without a fight!" you yell as you manage to kick him in the stomach. You manage to get up and you grabed a nearby rock. the one in a hood takes note of this as he begins to run at you. You run to a tree, doging his attack. then the one with the hatchets runs at you swinging his hatchet aiming for your head. You duck cusing the hatchet to dig into the tree. as he trys to pull out the hatchet you trip him and run. as you run you hear cars. 'almost home free!' you think when suddenly the slenderman is infront of you. you begin to hear ringing in your ears and static. you blackout. You wake up later in a bed. then, slenderman walks in and you hear him talking in your head. "You are a stubbern,persistint, girl. But thats good in combat wich, you are also good at. I want you as a proxy."

Lexi: You are an AMAZING smiler!!! YOU ARE MOST LIKE SMILE DOG!! Congrats, you got the pup smile dog. Smile dog: *HOWL* I NO PUP!! I AWSOME!! COME HUNT WITH ME!! :)

you were abandoned as a small girl
real name : Marria Anne Demonio
age : 15 -19+
weapon : battle axe

You are an expert! You know da minecraft and are amazing at survival. You have most of the tools and armor you need and creepers literally run from you! (Probably because you keep a cat with you.)

Anytime, if something that seems so horrid and wrong. that is enough to traumatize you. You go completely nuts. Though, you learn to control yourself every once in while if you can manage the pressure but if something doesn't seem right than like that you end up kidnapping people and trapping them in your basements just for fun worst of all they never come out alive. Man your mad. O_O

oh my gawd your like jeff the killer when you say go to sleep..