Fenton

Introduction Fenton/Introduction [ edit ] Stereotypes The Others It's been a long time since I've seen the sun. Or had a pot of tea. They're too beautiful. Sometimes I can't stand it. Mournful whispers, and some of you even have kind words. Get away from me, you filthy temptress whores! Yes, sir. No, sir. I hate you, sir. I love you, sir. Their misery is my misery. I don't think that I can ever go back. [ edit ] Contacts Gemma Larsen: I need more people like you in my life. Sheltark: One day, I'll treat you to breakfast, and we'll pretend it's the day after the battle of Hastings. Vega Jean: I'm happy to be able to help you. I'll even be your Fester. Just keep that child away from me. Rin: Mother, may I? Please, mother? Haven't I been very good--? Xiu: Don't hurt me! Weorran: You're delicious. Mewt: Companion. We should scurry up walls together, and twine our arms like skinny antennae. Banter: I don't want to want to hurt you. I like you too much to hate you like I do. Tiffany: Please, forgive me. There's a monster inside of me. Basilisk: Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth... Bjorn: You gave me shelter from the rain, and now you'll cut my soul in two, and I'll thank you for it. Please? Candace: It isn't like that, Doctor. He's good to me. Pathos: It doesn't matter if your tale is true or not; only that you're hurting. [ edit ] Logs No pages meet these criteria. Disclaimer Fenton/Disclaimer [ edit ]

Fenton [ edit ] Overview Name: Cpl. Fenton Fairfax Birthday: ...1890's? Occupation: Gravedigger? Graverobber? Build: Tall, lanky Race: Bloodsucking Freak Nature/Demeanor: Penitent/Waif [ edit ] RP Hooks Stigmata: His eyes bleed. All the time. He can't stop it. Madness: He sees and hears things that aren't there. There are voices in his head. Sometimes he even suffers violent paroxysms, or flashbacks of times he can't remember. Amnesia: In fact, he doesn't remember much at all. Last night might be a blur to him, too. [ edit ]

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