Quit pulling my strings: (( The D O G G1 ))
I am your master and you will call me: (( Charels J Talbain ))
Does it matter how old I am: (( 183 ))
You don't need to be concern whether I am a: (( Male ))
My race is none of your concern: (( Soulless Human ))
I wear these to describe myself: (( Sword, Tear, Leaf, Blade))
I am what I am. Deal with it: (( Red, Gold, Copper))
I drag this person because I own he/she: (( Name of your slave ))
Why do you care about my sexuality: (( Straight ))
It's none of your business of what happened to me: (( The slave market. Ah good memories. Those where the days. You know, I sold my soul to be a hunter for the slave market. I made a fortune that I still hold today. I had almost unlimited power. They gave me 22 years to live after the deal... Only 22 years. The power was just so addicting that I couldn't give it up. It was like a strong drug, except it was good for you. It still is to this day.
So I went out, caught myself a hell hound. Those are the things that come after you when your time is up. He's invisible most of the time unless death is near, then he's just black and hard to see. He's protection for me, and one of my only friends. It's not like you can have allot of friends when you're on the run from hell.))
What you see is what you will get: ((
)) usually wears a suit
