Post by DOCTOR X on Jan 27, 2018 12:39:14 GMT -6
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ALIGNS WITH PARALLAX
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QUICK INFO
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CEDRIC DOLOHOV
CEDRIC DOLOHOV
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THIRTY-SIX
THIRTY-SIX
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NOVEMBER 8TH
NOVEMBER 8TH
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UNKNOWN
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PARALLAX
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RADICAL (?)
RADICAL (?)
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SILPH CO VP OF MARKETING
SILPH CO VP OF MARKETING
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POSITIVES>> ANALYTICAL[break] >> CALM[break] >> PERCEPTIVE[break] >> CONFIDENT[break] >> PERSEVERING[break] | NEGATIVES>> MANIPULATIVE[break] >> APATHETIC[break] >> POSSESSIVE[break] >> DOMINEERING[break] >> SELFISH[break] | |
LIKES>> POWER AND AUTHORITY[break] >> CHAOS[break] >> BEING IN CONTROL[break] >> ANONYMITY[break] >> NIKKI[break] | DISLIKES>> TRAITORS[break] >> WEAKLINGS[break] >> MORALITY[break] >> FAILURE[break] >> NIKKI[break] |
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you've come to see the doctor[break]
'cause I'll show you the cure
you've come to see the doctor[break]
'cause I'll show you the cure
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You're a cloak of mystery - everything about you is gone. None know of whom you once were, before you took on the mantle that all know. And that is by design.
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You go as Cedric Dolohov - working within Silph Co as it's vice-president of marketing. Your face is well known to the masses, a smiling man with a kind heart. For the people, you say, plastic expressions painted like the real thing. Sweet lies hiding pills of cyanide and you know best that it works. That people fall over a pretty face and a kind smile - those who don't are the interesting ones. But everyone falls eventually - they're all human, gijinka or not.
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And humans have flaws.
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Flaws are meant to be exploited.
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Still, sometimes you find yourself dreaming of a pair of burning eyes, and you wake up with blood in your mouth, having bitten through your lip. It's easy to swallow - it is your blood, after all - and then go to see your gijinka employer and her powers of persuasions. Respect is a too strong of a word for her, but you merely tolerate her power over you. You know it would be easy (even enjoyable if you're honest, it has been a long time since the last) to get her out of the picture. But you don't - you need her, for now. Despite the shadows overlapping near her, a threat that you're quite aware of.
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You make it your business to be aware of everyone and everything. It makes everything you do much easier if you're aware of what you can press, give or take to get what you want.
[break][break]
Still, your dreams haunt your nights, bringing you to memories you wished you could forget - but never quite could, or would. A testament, maybe. Or was it a statement? Which ever, what ever - you remember. Oh you remember.
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And so do the eyes in the mirror.
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What are ideals?
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A question many ask. You remember those nights, curled and lying alone. Dreaming of idyllic landscapes and ideal worlds, even as the shouting grew louder and louder. Further still, you'd sink, because that's how you survived - by shutting everything out. Sometimes, in the darkest night, when you're alone with wine glass in hand and the lights turned off, you wonder what would have happened if you hadn't done so. Would you have lost your mind, another statistic in the machine? (like him, like him, you turned him into one, a statistic that people stare at coldly, but to you, you feel the rush every time, a heady feeling of victory and loss all at the same time.) Perhaps you would have been aware of the incident before it became too late.
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When the police broke down the door to the home, you were curled under your bed, dreaming of a world where you ruled it all. (where pain had long gone, where sadness touched none - a world of peace for both human and pokemon alike)
[break][break]
Dead and gone, dead and gone they were. But loneliness was not new to you - your child like mind had already understood that you could survive by yourself. That you must trust no one but yourself. When did you decide to not go on the pokemon journey every other orphan would do? When did you decide to avert your eyes from the hint of freedom, and shackle yourself down in studies? You cast aside the expectations that you would flee and try to make a name for yourself through fame and fortune (for what else could a meaningless orphan amount up to?) - and instead, you learned.
[break][break]
Tease and mocked for your poor clothes, you moved on, holding your head up high. You would learn everything you could, and only once you were secure, would you venture out in the world. You had a chance to make something of yourself other then a retired trainer in a dead end job - you had dreams to take over the world, and the ideals to support it. You knew that there was more to life then this grind, and that it lay behind the door of opportunity - a door you needed to find.
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Ideals were the only thing that kept you going.
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The red of blood reminds you of the boy's eyes.
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His gaze was intense, focused on you. There was a single-mindedness in the boy that brought you to like him - it echoed familiarly. Still, where as you danced with words, he could not. A disappointment? No, not quite. Still, seeing the boy, almost similar to you in appearance (but different - for you are lankier, thinner, your body whip lash thin, and your beauty almost feminine at times. he was thicker, shorter, and looked like a boy on the streets, fighting and gunning to survive. he was wild, you were civilized.) echoing the words you spoke, the ideals you gave.
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was it any wonder he was your favourite, even though you shouldn't have any?
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still your work was to make death machines - people dedicated to enacting death in the name of the cause. twist their minds and their hearts - take them to you and destroy the foundations of reality to impose your own. a tyrant, in word and mind. after all, you waited years for the moment you could finally use them. honing your time. how long has it been? you never knew, but you knew one thing. you couldn't let the weakness (because emotion is a weakness, you give an inch they'll take a foot) show. why did you comfort him that night? why did you bind him in a verbal vow - something you never do for anyone else - to you? why did you brand him yourself, when there was no need? why did you always come straight back, after deals and lies were over and done with? every mission you gave, you waited. was it eagerness? the rush of knowing your cause was moving forward? why did you keep testing him, pushing at his limits? ('She's a risk, and get the priest as well.') when did you become weak, so that something in you broke that day?
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(cold, unfeeling, and you look him in the eyes, the smile hidden the million of fragments in your rage.)
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"You can't walk away now."
i've always known the mirror never lies
You're a cloak of mystery - everything about you is gone. None know of whom you once were, before you took on the mantle that all know. And that is by design.
[break][break]
You go as Cedric Dolohov - working within Silph Co as it's vice-president of marketing. Your face is well known to the masses, a smiling man with a kind heart. For the people, you say, plastic expressions painted like the real thing. Sweet lies hiding pills of cyanide and you know best that it works. That people fall over a pretty face and a kind smile - those who don't are the interesting ones. But everyone falls eventually - they're all human, gijinka or not.
[break][break]
And humans have flaws.
[break][break]
Flaws are meant to be exploited.
[break][break]
Still, sometimes you find yourself dreaming of a pair of burning eyes, and you wake up with blood in your mouth, having bitten through your lip. It's easy to swallow - it is your blood, after all - and then go to see your gijinka employer and her powers of persuasions. Respect is a too strong of a word for her, but you merely tolerate her power over you. You know it would be easy (even enjoyable if you're honest, it has been a long time since the last) to get her out of the picture. But you don't - you need her, for now. Despite the shadows overlapping near her, a threat that you're quite aware of.
[break][break]
You make it your business to be aware of everyone and everything. It makes everything you do much easier if you're aware of what you can press, give or take to get what you want.
[break][break]
Still, your dreams haunt your nights, bringing you to memories you wished you could forget - but never quite could, or would. A testament, maybe. Or was it a statement? Which ever, what ever - you remember. Oh you remember.
[break][break]
And so do the eyes in the mirror.
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we live in times when all seems lost
What are ideals?
[break][break]
A question many ask. You remember those nights, curled and lying alone. Dreaming of idyllic landscapes and ideal worlds, even as the shouting grew louder and louder. Further still, you'd sink, because that's how you survived - by shutting everything out. Sometimes, in the darkest night, when you're alone with wine glass in hand and the lights turned off, you wonder what would have happened if you hadn't done so. Would you have lost your mind, another statistic in the machine? (like him, like him, you turned him into one, a statistic that people stare at coldly, but to you, you feel the rush every time, a heady feeling of victory and loss all at the same time.) Perhaps you would have been aware of the incident before it became too late.
[break][break]
When the police broke down the door to the home, you were curled under your bed, dreaming of a world where you ruled it all. (where pain had long gone, where sadness touched none - a world of peace for both human and pokemon alike)
[break][break]
Dead and gone, dead and gone they were. But loneliness was not new to you - your child like mind had already understood that you could survive by yourself. That you must trust no one but yourself. When did you decide to not go on the pokemon journey every other orphan would do? When did you decide to avert your eyes from the hint of freedom, and shackle yourself down in studies? You cast aside the expectations that you would flee and try to make a name for yourself through fame and fortune (for what else could a meaningless orphan amount up to?) - and instead, you learned.
[break][break]
Tease and mocked for your poor clothes, you moved on, holding your head up high. You would learn everything you could, and only once you were secure, would you venture out in the world. You had a chance to make something of yourself other then a retired trainer in a dead end job - you had dreams to take over the world, and the ideals to support it. You knew that there was more to life then this grind, and that it lay behind the door of opportunity - a door you needed to find.
[break][break]
Ideals were the only thing that kept you going.
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these faithful lines that number in thousands
The red of blood reminds you of the boy's eyes.
[break][break]
His gaze was intense, focused on you. There was a single-mindedness in the boy that brought you to like him - it echoed familiarly. Still, where as you danced with words, he could not. A disappointment? No, not quite. Still, seeing the boy, almost similar to you in appearance (but different - for you are lankier, thinner, your body whip lash thin, and your beauty almost feminine at times. he was thicker, shorter, and looked like a boy on the streets, fighting and gunning to survive. he was wild, you were civilized.) echoing the words you spoke, the ideals you gave.
[break][break]
was it any wonder he was your favourite, even though you shouldn't have any?
[break][break]
still your work was to make death machines - people dedicated to enacting death in the name of the cause. twist their minds and their hearts - take them to you and destroy the foundations of reality to impose your own. a tyrant, in word and mind. after all, you waited years for the moment you could finally use them. honing your time. how long has it been? you never knew, but you knew one thing. you couldn't let the weakness (because emotion is a weakness, you give an inch they'll take a foot) show. why did you comfort him that night? why did you bind him in a verbal vow - something you never do for anyone else - to you? why did you brand him yourself, when there was no need? why did you always come straight back, after deals and lies were over and done with? every mission you gave, you waited. was it eagerness? the rush of knowing your cause was moving forward? why did you keep testing him, pushing at his limits? ('She's a risk, and get the priest as well.') when did you become weak, so that something in you broke that day?
[break][break]
(cold, unfeeling, and you look him in the eyes, the smile hidden the million of fragments in your rage.)
[break][break]
"You can't walk away now."
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there is nothing left to take, but i still try to reach. try to swallow it all down, yet i can't seem to breathe. just a single pill of mine, nothing else would suffice - i take it in, now i'm alive. my phone is set on lock, and i don't really care. there's a tangle and a knot that i cannot repair. i'm a tragedy, i'm ugly, i'm trying to hide. i say "hello", then wave "goodbye". see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honestly. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see it run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i still refuse to believe.
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see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
>>> TL;DR
there is nothing left to take, but i still try to reach. try to swallow it all down, yet i can't seem to breathe. just a single pill of mine, nothing else would suffice - i take it in, now i'm alive. my phone is set on lock, and i don't really care. there's a tangle and a knot that i cannot repair. i'm a tragedy, i'm ugly, i'm trying to hide. i say "hello", then wave "goodbye". see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honestly. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see it run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i still refuse to believe.
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>>> FRIENDSHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1
every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2
lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2
lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> HATESHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1
every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2
lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2
lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> LOVESHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1
every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2
lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2
lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> WANTED
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
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portrayed by
TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE from HARRY POTTER
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played by QUOZ/
age I AM AN ADULT/
timezone EST/
contact PM, CBOX, DISCORD
