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Name: Osiris Velmont

Nickname: Osiris

Race: Blood Elemental

Hair:N/A

Age:Ageless

Eyes: Blood red

Weapons: Blood axe and Blood sword
Blood Axe: Steals the enemies life force and gives it to Osiris to heal him
Blood Sword: Same as Blood Axe

Armor: Whatever he happens to be wearing

Magick: Control of mortals and Blood Deamons minds, and Shapeshifting into anything.

Tranformation forms: Refer to description.

Breif Description: Laid back and care free which makes him dangerous. He has no care for his own life so will not back down. He attacks mercelessly and steals the souls of his victims. Was summoned by Windrider and devoured his master's soul for his own gain. He has his own personal army of Blood Deamons and mortal followers who are now soulless because of their master. As he crosses the world his followers increace and his army gains much more power. His power grows with each victory and again his army increases. When he shapeshifts he takes on the powers or the natural abilities of that form. He can take any form he chooses and use it just as efficiently as the origional. anything that touches him yeilds some form of DNA which furthers the use of the form. But if any should defeat him in battle they would know his loyalty....


I am a Demon of great power. I alone hold life and death in my hands. I am Osiris Velmont, Lord of death.

When I am not writing I am practicing magic.

On this site I go by the names:Windrider, Wind of Osiris, Or Osiris Velmont.

My goal in life is to end the fighting between Christians and pagans/Wiccans.

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A girl and guy were speeding on a motorcycle, over 90 mph on the road...

Girl: Slow down. I'm scared.

Guy: No, this is fun

Girl: No, it's not. Please, it's too scary!

Guy: Then tell me you love me.

Girl: Fine, I love you slow down!

Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
*girl hugs him*

Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It's bugging me.

(In the paper the next day)

A motorcycle crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people where on it, but only one servied. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his brakes broke, but he didn't whant to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it ment that he would die.

If you would ever do this for someone....then post this on your page asap!!


92% of American teens today would die if Abercrombie & Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. If you're part of the 8% that would be laughing their butts off, put this in your profile.


"Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one."
~Albert Einstein

To see the truth behind the facade, sometimes you have to look from the corner of your eye, rather than head on. Like in the dark.



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