Bedlam
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Pet Name: Bedlam
Owner: Ghost
Theme / Type: Phantom Stignightus
Gender: Female
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 5 / 5
Strength: 3
Defense: 3
Speed: 4
Intellect: 8
Misticpower: 8
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 3/1254 [ View Foods ]
1. - Green Finger Candy
2. - Izabel Pomme
3. - Lanturnacht Lolly
2. - Izabel Pomme
3. - Lanturnacht Lolly
a scene or state of wild uproar and confusion; an asylum or madhouse
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Name: Bedlam
Gender: Female
Age: Uncertain
Occupation: Embodiment of Confusion and Chaos
Romantic Status: Available, but not believable.
Personality: A discarded trait of Delirium. The manifestation of all of his manipulative drive to investigate how far the human mind could bend before it breaks, and the cause of many perceived mental conditions. She delights in whispering unbidden thoughts into the ears of those who would not previously question their beliefs. However, she is tormented by her own sense of self.
Musical Inspiration: Miracula Aeternitatis | Cirque du Soleil
[Or the entirety of the album Dralion]
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Initially, there were only three of them, and they managed the decomposition of the human life with ease. But when more and more souls came to be, and more and more souls were pouring in through their gates, they hardly had time for fun anymore. One in particular, Delirium, was rather disheartened by his newfound duties, for now he would have no time for experimentation. What would he do now to test straining the limits of the human mind?
To solve this, he gathered all of his curiosity and gave it form. It was no new feat; he already had Hallucination as his aid, and others had separated pieces of themselves with ease before. But it did grow beyond expectations, and he found himself faced with a grown creature. Dubbing her 'Bedlam', he sent her to the human realm so she could satisfy his curiosity and, through her, he would feel and understand.
For the longest time, she was satisfied with that. She edited minds and created trends, 'inventing' in her own way afflictions that humans would strive to understand. When it became too widespread, under the thumb of her master, she was directed towards growing minds, planting seeds of confusing thoughts. This inspired uncertainty was quite enjoyable, for her at least, so she had no complaints.
It was when she found herself growing less and less driven that her own trouble began. Delirium's interest was still present, of course, but it had lessened in her, and she was given more freedom to do as she pleased. But what was it that pleased her, she wasn't sure. Everything she had done before had been through his hand. As one who instilled unrest in others, she was now finally realizing what confusion felt like.
Was she nothing more than a shell for his ambitions? Or over time, had she grown her own consciousness? It plagued her, and he was not aware. He was not unkind, but he was uncaring. She had to know if she was her own.
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