DARK CIRCLE

 

 

 

NAME: Dark Circle

USERNAME(s): DC, drk(),  “●”, bulls33, the Destroyer!!

 

HAIR: Brown.

 

EYES: Blue.

 

HEIGHT: between 3 and 6 feet tall, depending on humidity.

 

WEIGHT: N/A

 

MEASURMENTS:

 

HOBBIES: Sorcery, Soccer, Sorry ™.

 

WEAPONS: Midas touch, magic (magik), Charm, a staff that he has unfortnately misplaced, the Double Scorpion™,

 

 

I hope you have some time on your hands, and I don’t mean a wristwatch! The story of Nazdak and Dark Circle is a long and detailed one. There are legends of this and legends of that and all of them together compile just a mere sketch of the mind of Dark Circle.

 

Dark Circle was born in Hungary in 1921, in a small port city that existed solely as a stop off for lonely sailors to come and “dance” with haggard prostitutes. Ms. Lucy Juicy Circle, Dark’s mother, was an exception, she had beautiful eyes and all of her teeth, save the two front bottom teeth, which had gotten punched out in a fight at the brothel where she was employed and had been since she was 13. She however never “danced” until she was 18 years old, before that she had been a dish washer, (the title is misgiving though, because she did an awful lot of prep work in the kitchen when there weren’t any dishes!).

 

Ms. Circle came from a long line of prostitutes, whores, call girls, and sex-pots. Her mother, Lips Mackenzi had been quite famous for knowing the difference between blowjobs and hummers and the ability to do both, sometimes even at the same time. Sylvia GrabAss didn’t have a problem with… well to use the vernacular of the 1800’s, “being entered by the temple of Sodom.”

 

Lucy was just a regular prostitute, she didn’t have or want the fame that her foremothers had enjoyed. Lucy wasn’t even that loose really, she only “danced” when she had to pay her rent or buy groceries. She felt bad about taking money, she wasn’t religious, (spiritual maybe) but the sailors were always so appreciative. She was very clean too, and kept her vagina smelling fresh, like the morning dew with a hint of mustiness, unlike some of the other girls. One girl she didn’t care for Denise, always seemed to have crabs for some reason. She had an enormous bush, though, maybe that was the cause. This bush was so big that it extended from her navel all the way down past the anus, up the butt crack, and finally began to loose momentum at the small of her back… then, it picked up again between her scapulas. Lucy used to feel so bad for the sailors that would “dance” with Denise. She thought about how they would all go home with crabs. It was against company policy to mention anything to the customers. Lucy used to sympathize with the sailors’ poor wives that waited by the water’s edge with tears in their eyes, hoping everyday that their men would come home, for years at a time they would wait. Then when the men finally came back, they mad love to them, and the men would pass the crabs along to their wives. The wives would then have to shave their cooches to rid themselves of the bugs. Then, however, their husbands would refuse to make love to them any more as their holes looked so unnatural. So off to the wig store to get fitted for a murkin, that they would then attach to their cooters to get their husbands to love them again.

 

Lucy was an average height prostitute, thin, but largish melons. She never wanted anything in her whole life, she was decent and polite. One day a Gypsy came to the brothel, but no one would serve him, they thought he might curse their vaginas. Lucy felt bad for the man and agreed to “dance” with him. They “danced” and “danced” for hours and hours, until finally he ejaculated into her birth canal. 9 months later she gave birth to a baby boy. To her surprise the by had a faint but dark circle on the palm of his hand. When ever he touched her with it she felt all the joy of the world, but yet also all of the world’s pain. He was truly a very special baby. She made him wear a glove.

 

Dark Circle grew up in the brothel and was well liked by all. On his 14^th birthday all of the stinky old prostitutes got together and with their pussy money, they sent him to apprentice with the great academic and spiritualist, Gallagher of the Hammer.

 

CHAPTER II

 

Gallagher of the Hammer was a powerful man, in his fighting days, he used to squash his foes skulls as if they were melons, to an audience of kings and queens and dignitaries. Dark Circle was sent to Gallagher to learn the art of magic, and he minored in the art of seduction. Dark was an excellent student, always on time, always had his homework done. He learned quickly and soon became a very powerful “magician” (the term “magician” refers to one who has the ability to call on the power of the elements; they do not wear capes or pointy hats or have wands).

 

One day, Dark Circle was levitating and day dreaming about pretty girls, when there was a knock at the door. He answered the door, but no one was there. Dark thought nothing of it and continued to levitate. He was surprised to see a brick crash through the window of the castle. He picked up the brick and there was a note on it that said, “go away magic man, we ain’t need no retard spell a castin’ ‘round here!!!” This made Dark Circle furious; he ran out side and flew 1000 miles an hour down the road. He caught up to the culprits driving in their wagon. He flipped the wagon over and entangled the attackers in vines.

 

You hate me now? Your hate makes me stronger and we I a growing. I will destroy you know and send your brittle bones back to your families. The hate is power.

 

 

 

 

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