Name:
Decker
English - Digger of ditches.
Gender:
Male
Age:
2,415 years old
Personality:
Decker is quite dark. He tends to be very pessimistic in thought processes, and generally is not a happy soul. He doesn't see the good in practically anything, and tends to obsess over the dark, morbid things in life. He rarely sees beauty in anything, and doesn't look for it, as he focuses on the negatives and not the positives. He likes to make snide comments to other Terminaè, thus making them miserable as well. Decker is a mean-spirited soul, and prefers to wreak havoc than sit in the shadows doing nothing, though if you aren't careful, you may find him stalking you. He is a prankster, and loves to play tricks on others.
Very Short Story:
Decker trotted along after the group of Terminaè, wondering which one he'd choose for a prank. He soon spotted a small dwarf, and decided he'd choose him. Decker smiled wickedly as he branched off from the group, quickly finding a shadow and leaping into it, waiting until the dwarf trotted very close to it. At that moment, Decker leapt out, roaring at the smaller Terminus.
He leapt a mile into the air, squealing in horror.
Decker laughed, and quickly raced off, finding safety in another shadow nearby.
The dwarf never found him.
A few days later, a couple Terminaè were going to the surface, away from the Underworld to look at the world above. Decker decided he'd go along, even though he wasn't chosen to go. He tagged along after the group, hiding from their sight whenever a few would look back. When they finally made it to the surface, each Terminus found a partner and branched off in different directions, invisible to most humans who looked at them. Most Terminaè weren't allowed to hurt humans, and most physically couldn't.
Decker found himself able to do so.
He smiled, leaping into one human's shadow as he followed it. Decker followed it for about a mile, and when it stopped to catch its breath, he leapt at it and bit its ankle.
The human yelled in pain, shaking Decker off with a swift kick of its foot.
Decker wasn't hurt at all, and laughed as he turned and leapt into another human's shadow, following it back to the group of Terminaè, which were now ready to go back to the Underworld.
Three years later, Decker can still be found playing pranks, but no longer goes to the world above. He is content with staying in the Underworld, causing chaos down there. His chuckling can often be heard in the shadows that crawl along the walls and ground, as he likes to hide in them and leap out at unsuspecting beings.
And Decker's not picky.
He'll torture anyone.
Terminus Number:
#16
Rarity:
Very Uncommon
Decker
English - Digger of ditches.
Gender:
Male
Age:
2,415 years old
Personality:
Decker is quite dark. He tends to be very pessimistic in thought processes, and generally is not a happy soul. He doesn't see the good in practically anything, and tends to obsess over the dark, morbid things in life. He rarely sees beauty in anything, and doesn't look for it, as he focuses on the negatives and not the positives. He likes to make snide comments to other Terminaè, thus making them miserable as well. Decker is a mean-spirited soul, and prefers to wreak havoc than sit in the shadows doing nothing, though if you aren't careful, you may find him stalking you. He is a prankster, and loves to play tricks on others.
Very Short Story:
Decker trotted along after the group of Terminaè, wondering which one he'd choose for a prank. He soon spotted a small dwarf, and decided he'd choose him. Decker smiled wickedly as he branched off from the group, quickly finding a shadow and leaping into it, waiting until the dwarf trotted very close to it. At that moment, Decker leapt out, roaring at the smaller Terminus.
He leapt a mile into the air, squealing in horror.
Decker laughed, and quickly raced off, finding safety in another shadow nearby.
The dwarf never found him.
A few days later, a couple Terminaè were going to the surface, away from the Underworld to look at the world above. Decker decided he'd go along, even though he wasn't chosen to go. He tagged along after the group, hiding from their sight whenever a few would look back. When they finally made it to the surface, each Terminus found a partner and branched off in different directions, invisible to most humans who looked at them. Most Terminaè weren't allowed to hurt humans, and most physically couldn't.
Decker found himself able to do so.
He smiled, leaping into one human's shadow as he followed it. Decker followed it for about a mile, and when it stopped to catch its breath, he leapt at it and bit its ankle.
The human yelled in pain, shaking Decker off with a swift kick of its foot.
Decker wasn't hurt at all, and laughed as he turned and leapt into another human's shadow, following it back to the group of Terminaè, which were now ready to go back to the Underworld.
Three years later, Decker can still be found playing pranks, but no longer goes to the world above. He is content with staying in the Underworld, causing chaos down there. His chuckling can often be heard in the shadows that crawl along the walls and ground, as he likes to hide in them and leap out at unsuspecting beings.
And Decker's not picky.
He'll torture anyone.
Terminus Number:
#16
Rarity:
Very Uncommon