As he layed on the purple sand, she placed one hand on her heart and her other hand on his heart. She closed her eyes and began to sing. A golden hue began to emanate, with touches of pale emerald green. With her touch she relayed in energy, that she would assist him to fully awaken. She ... ·
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Saintly Origin: Based on St. Helier (Jersey/Normandy). He was an ascetic hermit who lived in a cave and was eventually beheaded.
Modern Persona: A soft-spoken agoraphobe who hasn’t left the house since the invention of the internet. He wears oversized cardigans that smell like old library books.
The Mania:Escapism & Communication.
Because he spent centuries in silence on a rock, he is now obsessed with human stories and noise.
The Hoard:” The Media Mountain.”
His wing of the house is a fire hazard of pulp fiction, towering stacks of National Geographic (dating back to the first issue), thousands of VHS tapes (he has no VCR), and tangled knots of ethernet cables that he refuses to throw away “in case they fit a port from 1998.”
The Secret Stash: Beneath a pile of “The Hoarder Vampires” novels lies his true relic: The Stone Pillow. The actual rock he slept on in the 6th century. He still naps on it when his back hurts.
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As he layed on the purple sand, she placed one hand on her heart and her other hand on his heart. She closed her eyes and began to sing. A golden hue began to emanate, with touches of pale emerald green. With her touch she relayed in energy, that she would assist him to fully awaken. She ... ·
ID #589 (continued) (next in 02h 56min…)
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