Who Was I?

Pet Name: Slade
Owner: Faint
Theme / Type: Apocalyptic Zokuleon
Gender: Male

MisticPal Name: Ace
MisticPal Age: 4335 Days

B-But I Can't Fight!

Level: 1
Hit Points: 33 / 33
Strength: 15
Defense: 0
Speed: 10
Intellect: 20
Misticpower: 36

Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0

Books Read

Books Read: None

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Foods Eaten: 67/1254 [ View Foods ]

The One Who Found His Way

Slade Forever Belongs To Faint. Please Return Him If He Strays.

Brought Home, Thanks To Deedlitmon, June 5th 2012

Poppeted Into A Zokuleon June 5th 2012 At 12:11 PM

What does it mean Magic 8 Ball?

Basic Information:

Nick-Name: Slade
Real name: William "Slade" Augeron
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Birthdate: February 12th 1978
Height: 5'5
Weight: 94 pounds
Hair Color: Dark Brown, Almost Ash Colored
Eye Color: Dark Blue
Occupation: Circus Juggler
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Status: Single
Love Interest(s): Yami (One sided on his side)

Art:
Human (Work in Progress)
By Me
Updated 3/4 View
Anthro
Quad

Roleplay: OPEN

Personality:

As a child, Slade was shy and often stuttered. However, as he aged, he gained a somewhat more confident and cocky personality. Often times he is seen laughing with Peruru around the fairground and making small talk with Yami. William has a forgive and forget mindset, he's willing to listen, care and even love his friends no matter what. He is often described as a glutton, eating most of the food on the table on the night of a big show. His belly is almost never full.

Physical Appearance:
He stands roughly at 5 feet five inches high and appears around nineteen years of age and is very skinny. His hair is a dark ash color, slightly spiked and long on the left side of his face, and his one eye is dark blue. The flesh eating disease has ravaged his body for years, leaving him with many scars. Almost the complete right half of his face has been stripped of all surround skin, leaving half his mouth to bear teeth and is missing his right eye, his left cheek also shows the bone beneath. His hands are completely skeletal, as are his knees and elbows. The extra arm is slightly stubby, but has no visible bone whatsoever. He wears a rather dapper, slightly tattered white suit, complete with extra arm whole for his extra arm. around his neck, he wears a black bow tie and underneath a gray tie. In his left pocket he has a Ace of Spades card, for good luck. Underneath the suit, he wears a dark gray, button-up shirt. In addition, he wears a slightly lighter gray pair of dress pants. On his head his a light blue top hat, adorned with green and purple feathers. The extra arm carries his Magic Eight Ball, the ninth "ball" he uses to juggle in the show. Every other ball his uses to juggle is either red or purple.

Relationships:

Yami

His childhood friend from age 8, onward. The two have a somewhat of a strained relationship. Her multiple personalities tend to either like him or hate him, often causing him physical pain. Despite her usual indifference towards Slade, she is always willing to help him and hear his sad stories. There's a running gag between them, a constant struggle to see whose act is better, stating that her tightrope walking, clearly, is more interesting than his juggling act. She has no comment in regards to his crush on her.

Peruru
He was Slade's first friend, by his side since he met him in the alleyway. The two bonded almost instantly, gaining a life long friendship. Due to his blindness, Peruru has gained the ability to feel the emotions of others. He's able to read how Slade feels, usually before he does. As a best friend would, he supports Slade and encourages his pursuit of Yami, but not without teasing. He cares for Slade as if they were blood brothers.

Personal Quotes:

"Care to see the show?"

Story:
Darius and Jane Augeron were blessed with the birth of their first and only child, on February 12, 1978. However, the child was anything but what they had hoped.

They named the child, William, after Darius' late father. William's hair was comprised of little strands of ash colored fluff. His eyes were the color of the sky , just changing to twilight. Despite his striking features, William had flaws. A grotesque third appendage was growing just behind William's right arm. His parents were horrified, but decide to keep the child, hoping one day to have the hideous growth removed.

As William grew, so did his heal issues. At age 5, William developed a rare case of Necrotizing fasciitis, better known as flesh eating disease. The virus was slowly eating away at his immune system internal organs, and more apparent, his body.

The Augerons pleaded with the local doctors to cure their child, but to avail. All physicians claimed that William would die after a year of battling the illness. Despite their sadness, the Augerons attempted to spend as much time with their son as they could, even spending their much needed funds to do so. They took him to fairs, bought him pets and toys and even gave him his own room, despite his parents having to go into debt to afford it.

William's sickness continued to worsen, causing most of the right side of his face to be eaten away. All that remained was a thin layer of skin, exposing the bone that lay beneath. During this time, William's parents acted as if he was already dead; rarely speaking to him and ignoring him when he whimpered their names.

Despite the pain William was undergoing, he never lost hope that somehow he would survive. He clung tightly to the Magic Eight Ball that his parents had bought him. The sphere of deep blackness was his only friend, providing him answers when there was no one to hear him.

The day before his birthday, William asked the eight ball if he was going to die. He shook it vigorously, yet it's response was shocking, "not yet". In awe, he attempted to ask it repeatedly, however it still gave him the same answer. Sitting up from his bed, William suddenly collapsed. The last thing he remembered before I was absolved into the world of his mind was his mother's scream.

When he awoke, he was disoriented and felt rather claustrophobic. By quickly surveying the environment, he came to conclusion that he was in a box in the ground. With his quick thinking and using great force, he kicked the box open. After what felt like days, William had reached the surface.

He knew almost immediately that he was no longer in his home town. Desperate for food, he began rummaging through garbage cans, clutching his magic eight ball tightly. That was when he met him.

A strange child was silhouetted in front of him. Scared for his life, he tried to hide behind the scattered cans of waste. But, despite his attempts to hide, his third arm foiled him.

The boy laughed as he grabbed William by his tattered remains of what used to be his favorite shirt.

" Why who are you my friend?"

William was appalled that someone was speaking to him without screaming.

"M-my name is William sir, William Augeron."

The boy chuckled and uttered the odd phrase of,

"Describe yourself to me."

Puzzled, William asked the boy why he needed to know.

"Why I am blind, but I don't let that get in my way! I'm the best there is at what I do! Just ask the Ringmaster!", the strange blond boy screeched.

"The Ringmaster?", William asked, puzzled.

"Why he's only the best father a boy could have!" the boy said, grinning.

"Can I met him?" William muttered.

"With an arm like that and a face like yours, you'll fit right in! The name's Jaiden by the way, but you can call me Peruru. You should have a nickname too, since everyone has one at the circus." Jaiden smiled.

After what felt like days of walking, Jaiden and William reached the circus fairgrounds. The Ringmaster, was a tall, burly man. He greeted William with a smile and asked him if he could juggle.

Jaiden congratulated him on his amazing juggling ability and told him he had one more troop member that he ought to meet.

A girl in an elaborate costume, adorned with black lace and bows, stood in front of him. She twirled her parasol impatiently as he started.

William was completely awestruck by her beauty, never before had he met a person so charming. Her long, black hair was ever so delicate looking, much like a doll. Dark brown eyes stared back at him, further entrancing him. However, the silence was short lived.

"WELL WHAT DO YOU WANT?" The fair maiden growled.

"Don't mind sourpuss. This is Yami, better known as Delilah." Peruru grinned, trying not to laugh.

He reached his hand out to shake hers, dropping his Magic Eight Ball.

Suddenly, Yami was full of glee and giggled as she shook his prized possession.

"I-I'm William.", he said shyly.

Her voice, full of giggles, said,

"William's a dumb name, Slade is better. I think I'll call you that."

"I think it's time you met the rest of the troop.." Jaiden uttered, grabbing the Eight ball and William, rushing outside.

When they were alone, William asked Jaiden,

"What was wrong with her Jaiden? And what did she mean by "I'll call you that".

Jaiden only grinned,

"That's Peruru to you, my friend. Don't mind Yami, she's not right in the head. And that's her nickname for you, each of us were given a new name from her when we got here. That means you're officially one of us. Welcome to the troop, Slade."

Thanks to William's ability to juggle, he was able to obtain an act in the Hallow Circus. He became the renowned juggler and stole the show many a time.Through his time with the circus, he quickly bonded a ,sure to be, life long friendship with Jaiden.From afar, he observed Yami, hoping to gain the courage to tell her his true feelings. Looking back on that first day, he was finally overjoyed to be part of the living world, and thankful that his parents left him in his death bed.