Used and Abused - Round of 16

[Traumatized Teddy]

Traumatized Teddy here. I pass my trauma on to countless female victims, persecuting young women in a sick revenge for the wrongs done to me in my youth.

[Werewolf]

Look, I've only got two more days of waxing gibbous, so I need to keep the introduction short, alrighties?
I'm Werewolf. You can tell me by my canines. (Lupines? "Canines" never sounded quite right.)

[The Purgatory Knight]

A thought: Ratings can sometimes reveal who is hiding behind which pseudonym. So, if a user with a regular nickname doesn't rate a story, it's likely that they're using the pseudonym. The same applies to pseudonyms once they've gained reputation. Hence, the following suggestion:

None of us will rate a story with the pink pseudonyms, so as not to allow any conclusions to be drawn in a direct duel.

Each of us will rate our own story with a rating of 2: So, no conclusions can be drawn here either, since the 2 is the most frequently awarded rating anyway.

What do you think?

[Vela Nanashi]

We are not supposed to vote with pseudonyms yeah. As for voting or not on stories, only the poster can see the rep on their posts, so we should not vote on our own story, admins and maybe mods can see rep on others posts but they have other ways to find out who used the pseudonym anyway it is stupidly easy, I as admin just have to behave and not look and that is how I do it

[Bukkake Power Wash]

Bukkake Power Wash?
Who the hell came up with that name? It doesn't suit me at all. And my story for the competition has absolutely nothing to do with bukkake.

But whatever: I'll try to make the best of it.

[The Purgatory Knight]

Well, unfortunately, I don't see any enemies for myself, only victims.

I would still like to introduce myself briefly: they call me Morgrath, the Black Knight of Purgatory. I, Morgrath, was once a legendary warrior god who fell in the war between Heaven and Hell. For my arrogance in challenging the gods, I was condemned by the order of creation—not to eternal damnation, but to an even crueler fate:
I was forced into Purgatory—an endless place of purification—but instead of being purified, I absorbed the suffering, regret, and torment of lost souls for centuries. Hence, they soon called me "The Soul Collector."

Over the centuries, I became something else. Something ancient. Unholy. Cruel.
A demon in armor.
A walking shroud of humanity.

My weapons are
"Soul Reaver" – a massive, ridged flaming sword that absorbs the souls of the slain;
"Chains of Regret" – living chains that twist from my back and crush my enemies with guilt and madness; and
"Wrath," my hellhound, ever hungry for soulless bodies.

With each slain soul, my power grows. I absorb their life essence, their memories, and even their powers.

I can unleash hellfire that doesn't burn, but consumes the very core – fear, hope, faith.

Those who look into my eyes experience their deepest sins and often fall into madness.

I can transform former heroes or fallen angels into dark vassals.

"Humanity is an error. A flicker in the darkness. I am the storm that comes to extinguish the light."

Morgrath believes that purification must come through annihilation. The world is corrupt, and every soul he takes frees it of its filth. He wants not only to destroy humanity, but to erase it from the history of existence.

As long as souls exist, Morgrath cannot die permanently—he regenerates from the suffering of others.

But my existence is tied to the existence of Purgatory. Should it ever be erased or sealed, I will lose my anchor. Sincere faith or selfless sacrifice can temporarily weaken my dark power. Anyone who knows my true, forgotten name can bind me—at least briefly.



So here I am in a ridiculous tournament with a bunch of jokers whose souls are hardly worth the effort. Well, a parasite and a werewolf, that sounds like a nice round, but what am I supposed to do with asparagus? And then such a ridiculous ink splotcher. Real men use blood, not ink!

On the other hand, I do find the @Traumatized Teddy ...at least one who can enjoy other people's suffering.

I'm Team Teddy if Teddy is Team Knight.

#TeamTeddy
#TeamKnight

[skuttrusk]

Tried to delete message, couldn't, so here's a non-message.

[Your Mum]

Hi, I managed to sign on here, my name is Karen better known as your Mum. Good Luck @Marquise

[Alien Drunk]

Beer is one of the things I love the most on this planet in those remote rings of the galaxy, where my higher-ups have sent me after I accidentally wrecked my ship on an asteroid and killed half my crew. Being sent to observe Earth is a stern punishment in our Deep-Space Fleet. I'd rather get stripped of my rank! But sent me down here they did. Humans are insufferable, but their females are sometimes attractive, even to me.

After finding out that extra-cold beer harden the end of what humans call "tits", I began to warm up to this place. Beer is good. Sucking human tits with beer on it is even better. But outside of that, humans are absolutely annoying. They're dumb, weak and incredibly selfish. I wonder how those pitiful beings managed to survive this far and build a primitive civilization that stupidly prides itself for being "advanced" and "alone in the universe". They're collectively a disgrace to their beautiful water planet. But at least, their females sometimes have very soft skin.

[Perverted Mimic]

Look, I've only got two more days of waxing gibbous, so I need to keep the introduction short, alrighties?
I'm Werewolf. You can tell me by my canines. (Lupines? "Canines" never sounded quite right.)

Oh fuck, who let the dog out?! I knew I smelled wet fur somewhere... What are you doing here, mutt? Listen, if we cross paths during this event we'll turn this tournament from Used and Abused into Mortal Kombat and I'll finish you!