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Silas Edgelrd_F A C T I O N
Sith Empire_R A N K
Acolyte_S P E C I E S
Human_A G E
23_G E N D E R
Male_H E I G H T
5'8_W E I G H T
130 Pounds_F O R C E
Yes_T H E M E
Link- D I A R Y
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Dear diary, I live on the edge... it's in my name. Edgelrd. I always knew I was one of them... a sith. My father and mother knew too until they both died in font of my eyes. Mothers body was incinerated but I kept parts of fathers. I made a small coffin to keep his parts in and bring him with me when I have time to spend with him.
Some people look at me and think... is he a weirdo? The answer is yes, man. We are all weridos. Life is weird. Life is pain. Life is cruel and sad.
Let me read you a poem I wrote.
Coffin. Mom.
Death. Despair
In the end
Life ends
Black
Black as night
Thank you. It is one of my greatest. I wrote it after my parents died and a Sith found me, took me under his wing. Now life is just as horrible as before, but I have death sticks and alcohol now.x
- P E R S O N A L I T Y
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Silas Edglrd loves the emo/scene scene. Everything about it appeals to him, just as much as death sticks do. It might be because of the death sticks that he finds it appealing but he'll never know.
He carry's around parts of his dead dad in a coffin. Not all the time, mostly when he goes to the bar to show everyone how emo and scene he is.
x - E Q U I P M E N T
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- Lightsaber. Black.
- Guardian Hold-Out Blaster [Link]
- Black sweater.
- Lip piercing.
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