Because I have noticed there has been some number of people watching me here, I'd like to reiterate that all of my writing is now being uploaded to Weasyl. There hasn't been anything here in a long while and there never will be.

So please, I ask you to follow me over on Weasyl instead:

https://www.weasyl.com/profile/mistermidnight

With a creative spark flowing again, I would like to direct anyone to the Weasyl page I am setting up. Creatures/Character Concepts, Monsters in general, and the occasional tale will be posted along with whatever old work I feel up to sharing.

See you on Weasyl people.

My Weasyl: https://www.weasyl.com/profile/mistermidnight

I'd like to leave these laying around here, never know when someone might need them:

http://furatrocity.tumblr.com/post/.....-of-the-exodus

http://furatrocity.tumblr.com/post/.....ding-dragoneer

My partner does a lot of great work on here. While I no longer submit writing to this site, we came up with the idea to do personal collaborative work. In light of this, if you are interested head on over to and give it a watch; We have some small and big projects in the works that will be appearing somewhere along Valve Time.

The new account is up. From now on I will be found here: http://mister-midnight.deviantart.com/

I bid you all farewell, hope to see you there!

So yeah, it's  corvusfae 's birthday today, so head on over and bug her and stuff.


Happy birthday love =P

Since I was tagged and since I have a few interesting faces, I might as well. This could turn out interesting afterall.

Character Questioning

1. choose a few of your own characters. Five at the most.
2. make them answer the following questions.
3. then tag four people.

Characters:
Rilvor, Oidhche-Yorath, Jahrinthar, Sussark, Sulroth

How old are you?
Rilvor: "I'm somewhere in my early 20's. I think. I'm not really sure."
Oidhche: "Much like the lovely lady spirit before me, I am quite the timeless one, the extent of my mind is infinite."
Rilvor: "Well aren't you special."
Oidhche: "Please my good sir, let's not quarrel. My dear Absinthe I hear has already given some misfortune before me."
Jahrinthar: "If ja two be done hoggin' in da spotlight, da rest of us will be talkin' now. I be in my 20's also."
Sussark: "I'm 25 in your human years, if my calculations are correct."
Sulroth: "I'm about 154...I guess this makes me the oldest here...?"
Oidhche: "Aha, I think not."
What's your height?

Rilvor: "I am 6'4", as all Vampyrum Spectral are large."
Oidhche: "6' clean even for me, though if you count my top hat-"
Jahrinthar: "We not be countin' ja hat mon. Don't be tryin' dat. I be about four anda half meters."
Sussark: "Dear Bahamut you're nearly as big as Tall'tk. I suppose I know what her measurement now is...Oh, right. Me. I'm 6'1" in my form here."
Jahrinthar: "What'cha be talking about, this form?"
Sussark: "I polymorph into things rather often.."
Jahrinthar: "poly what? Dat don't sound like voodoo ta me."
Sulroth: "Umm...I'm not tall so much as....long...I guess..14 feet in length?" *Picks up some of his coils and looks*

Are you a virgin?

Rilvor: "Hardly."
Oidhche: "How rude! I do not believe that is any of your business!"
Jahrinthar: "So dat be a yes den?"
Oidhche: *flustered* "I refuse to speak on my fancies."
Jahrinthar: "I bet he be wit dat fiesty horse chick. Jahrinthar be noticing how 'e talks bout her."
Oidhche: "Insolent.."
Jahrinthar: "Anyway I not be rememberin' whether or not. Sometimes I have too much of da mojo."
Sussark: " I don't believe I've ever bedded with myself with any women as yet, my duties to Bahamut and spirit as an adventurer take my time at the moment."
Jahrinthar: "Ja sure it not be dat creepy unblinkin' dragon eye of yours?"
Sussark: "You've got quite the mouth on you..."
Sulroth: "No, for me..."

Do you have any kids?

Rilvor: "I've been told the world does not need more of the likes of me. I'm inclined to agree, I don't need competition. Only so many mortals to slay afterall."
Oidhche: "Well you sound like a lovely father my good man, I'm sure you'd be wonderful at teaching him the basics of murder." *chuckles*
-Rilvor's lips curl back around rows of fangs-
Oidhche: "Come now let's not be unpleasant. As for me, no I am not a father yet."
Jahrinthar: "Yet? Anyway, no I not be having any kids either. Though I be tinkin' dere needs be more trolls around."
Rilvor: "Oh of course, the world definitely needs more trolls, with any luck you won't need the famine spirits from Xibalba anymore."
Jahrinthar: "Wit any luck 'mon, you only be gettin' da voodoo."
Sussark: "Gentlemen please, let's calm down. I do not have any children thankfully, as I would be bound by duty to care for them."
Sulroth: "I'm not sure if I'm capable of kids..."
Oidhche: "Me either."

What's your favorite food?

Rilvor: "Flesh of course. I'm not too picky and I will eat other things, but I prefer meat, particularly from humanoids I slay. I'm fond of the heart, though I usually offer that to Zotz."
Oidhche: "You sound wonderful dining, I'm an exquisite diner myself. Though I prefer them in halls with waiters, and tables with cloths, and fine menus with delicious wines, and a band playing and-"
Jahrinthar: "ANSWER DA QUESTION ALREADY"
Oidhche: "Hmph. Certainly I'd dine with none of you, except perhaps that gentleman Sussark over there."
Sussark: "I'm flattered. I tend to eat whatever I can get at the tavern, or just trail rations. The only time I hunted, the meat stank of ozone and was burnt...though sometimes Tall has better results"
Jahrinthar: "I be eatin' mah own cookin', and I be a mean cook mon. My secret recipes from home in Jamaica be so good, da hobos outside forget mah car and crowd outside mah window. Which be convenient."
Oidhche: "How is dirty hobos ever convenient?"
Jahrinthar: "Sometimes I be missin' some ingredients."
Oidhche: "Oh dear..."
Sulroth: "I eat only what I can catch...though I don't like to talk about my eating."

What's your favorite ice cream flavor?

Rilvor: "What?"
Oidhche: "Ah, ice cream. I do believe I'm fond of chocolate raspberry."
Jahrinthar: "I be likin pistachio m'self."
Sussark: "What is ice cream?"
Sulroth: "I think a lot of us would like to know..."

Have you killed anyone?

Rilvor: "If you're asking an assassin of Cama Zotz this seriously, perhaps I should add you to my blade."
Oidhche: "I prefer to avoid such frightful acts. People can be so much more useful when bent certain ways, though occasionally they do go insane."
Rilvor: "What? What by Zotz do you do to them?"
Oidhche: "Let's not talk about that."
Jahrinthar: "Oh I be killin' some people, though not as often as ja tink. Neffy done in more dan me."
Sussark: "I have personally seen to the end of thousands of servants of evil and the wicked Tiamat."
Yrevgix sneaks out from under his chair. "Hey Sussark! I've helped too, I got that one Goblin good!"
Oidhche quickly hides the wyrmling bronze, muttering something.
Rilvor snorts.
Sulroth: "Only those that disturb my glade without need..."

Do you hate anyone?

Rilvor: "Hate? I don't attach such personal feelings to my targets. Though Cama Zotz sometimes..."
Oidhche: "I see hate as rather without use as well. I tend to pity more than hate."
Jahrinthar: "I be hatin' all the damn daisy eaters, and you be knowin' da voodoo comin' for ya if I see ya."
Sussark: "Only the wicked spawn of Tiamat, who are without any saving grace."
Sulroth: "I don't think so..."

Have any secrets?

Rilvor: "A few..."
Oidhche: "Secrets? No, but I do have information that's only available for the right price."
Jahrinthar: "I got a couple I suppose...though I tink' Neffy be knowin' I be likin' dem troll curves."
Jahrinthar grins as Rilvor rolls his eyes.
Sussark: "I keep no secrets among my companions."
Sulroth: "My glade..."

Do you love anyone?

Rilvor: "Well..."
Oidhche & Jahrinthar: "Aha!"
Rilvor frowns.
Oidhche: "I'm not entirely sure on this human emotion, as we night spirits are different and I'm as chaotic as they come, but I do adore my dear Absinthe."
Jahrinthar: "I dunno bout love, but I be knowin' some love I got in mind haha."
Sussark: "I love all of my companions and would die for them, if that's what you mean. Such things are common for those daily in battle."
Sulroth: "I suppose..."


What is your job?

Rilvor: I deal death and souls to Cama Zotz, what do you think?
Oidhche: "Let's just say nothing goes on that escapes my eye, therefore I have much information."
Rilvor: "You're really fucking creepy, you know that? I swear I've seen you contort and fade sometimes sitting there."
Oidhche smiles.
Jahrinthar: "I be a DJ at a private club 'mon, at least dat's the official tink. I be a shadow runner sometimes, a black market dealer sometimes, and usually I be a witch doctor."
Sussark: "I'm an adventurer through and through. Fortunes have passed through my hands, liberated from the thievery of Tiamat's children."
Sulroth: "I don't have one."

Boy or girl?

Rilvor: "Take a wild guess."
Oidhche: "I was created male by Morrigan."
Jahrinthar stands up and strikes a pose. "Take a look at dis body mon, what you tink?"
Rilvor: "I think you're a ham, that's what."
Jahrinthar: "I be tinkin' you gonna be gettin' a lot smaller dan you already are."
Sussark: "I'm rather certain I'm male."
Sulroth: "Me too."

What do you do to relax?

Rilvor: "I...Hm. I suppose I return to a tower I keep in a mountain range, and enjoy the usual solitude. Though sometimes Tenebra is around."
Oidhche: "I like to go back to my mansion, currently residing atop a crag in the plane of chaos, and enjoy a nice cup of tea."
Rilvor throws Oidhche a sidelong look.
Jahrinthar: " I like to be cookin' mon"
Sussark: "I usually just relax in a tavern and watch the entertainment, enjoy some drinks..."
Sulroth: "I spend most of my day relaxing as is."

What do you think your life expectancy is?

Rilvor: "Until Cama Zotz stops dragging me to Xibalba when I fail."
Oidhche: "I did say I was timeless, and I meant it. I've seen the world very different than it is now. I am a keeper of dreams of a sorts."
Jahrinthar: "I be livin' to be much older dan most trolls, I got da voodoo and my Mojo."
Sussark: "I'm not sure really. Spellscales live quite long, and the dragon's blood is particularly strong in me. Adding with my rather potent and still growing power, I may live around 500 years or so, maybe longer."
Sulroth: "I'm not sure how long my kind live. Nagas I hear live very long though."

What is your favorite song?

Rilvor: "The sound of blade striking flesh. Though I suppose I say that because I can't remember the name of this one melody I heard.."
Oidhche: "Oh I have so many, let's see-"
Jahrinthar: "I tink we gonna just be movin' on if you can't pick one mon. My favorite songs be the ones I make as a DJ."
Sussark: "I'm not sure yet. Though Seamus is a very good bard."
Sulroth: "I heard a maiden singing in my glade once..."

How do you interact with the others?

Rilvor: "That depends on whether or not they're my target."
Jahrinthar: "I be tinkin' everyone be your target mon."
Oidhche: "I try to be as cordial as possible, as all true gentlemen should be. Though business can be business."
Sussark: "I am kind to the children of the goodly, and an enemy of the wicked."
Sussark's normal eye glances at Rilvor
Sulroth: "I try to avoid others..."

What species are each of you?

Rilvor: "Vampyrum Spectrum variation from Xibalba. I'm an "Outsider" as some call it."
Oidhche: "Myself as well, though I prefer the Morrigan given term of Night Spirit."
Jahrinthar: "What it be lookin' like?! I'm a troll mon', and proud of it!"
Sussark: "Spellscale, as I said."
Sulroth: "I think I'm a Naga..."

Which one of you is the most sexual?

Rilvor: "I'm the most murderous, how about that."
Oidhche: " I don't think that's my number one vice, I'm afraid."
Sussark: "I don't really have time..."
Sulroth: "Definitely not me.."
Jahrinthar grins widely.

Have you met any interesting people in your life?

Rilvor: "I have, most of them dead, but there's a few I've met that were very interesting and I keep tabs on."
Oidhche: "Multitudes my good man. Perhaps I could tell you over some tea sometime."
Jahrinthar: "I be lookin' in da mirror once...I be kiddin. I met a few of some really interestin' ones, and none of them hobos."
Sussark: "I know a certain king that runs a city of monsters and is actually a Lich, and many other interesting ones.."
Sulroth: "I did say I try to avoid others..."


INTERVIEW OVER
Rilvor reaches out in a flash, sword planted firmly in Oidhche's chest. "Oh dear." Oidhche states, before fading away with echoing laughter, a small puppet left behind.

Sulroth and Jahrinthar makes their way out, Sussark glaring hard at Rilvor before turning to leave as well.