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Me uploading at 1 in the morning-
Name: Tarot
Age: approx 17 but idk
Species: unknown
Pronouns: He/him or They/them or It/its
Bio Backstory Whatever Thingy: Tarot used to be a pretty happy pupper when he was younger. He’d love playing around in meadows. But one day, he ran into a dark woods. He bumped into something in the shadows. It stated that it meant no harm and in fact, wanted to do something for him. It claimed that it could make him one of the most powerful beings to have ever lived, if he would agree to let it. Young Tarot having no sense of stranger danger at all agreed. The shadowy figure let out a spine-crawling laugh. It lunged at him and suddenly he felt different.
Powerful. But when he tried to walk, he couldn’t. Then, Tarot-but-not-Tarot started to grin. “Finally,” the thing inside him snarled. A new puppet. And this one is conveniently built for the job, it said, curling his long claws. ‘What’s happening?!’ Tarot thought, beginning to panic. His body stopped moving and the creature in him spoke. “I’ll answer that, it’s only fair,” his mouth said. “You allowed me to use your body for my doing, whenever I wish. Oh, don’t worry,” it chortled. You’ll get used to it. One day, you’ll want my power. It will feel right to you.” The thing inside him grinned. “As I said, you will be one of the most powerful creatures to have ever lived.. as long as I’m possessing you. Your meek, pathetic normal life is over. Your new life has begun!”
so basically the thing (I’ve taken to calling it Grim even tho it has no official name) can control him whenever it likes, but the hold is stronger when Tarot is feeling emotional. Anyway ima go to bed-

Description
Me uploading at 1 in the morning-
Name: Tarot
Age: approx 17 but idk
Species: unknown
Pronouns: He/him or They/them or It/its
Bio Backstory Whatever Thingy: Tarot used to be a pretty happy pupper when he was younger. He’d love playing around in meadows. But one day, he ran into a dark woods. He bumped into something in the shadows. It stated that it meant no harm and in fact, wanted to do something for him. It claimed that it could make him one of the most powerful beings to have ever lived, if he would agree to let it. Young Tarot having no sense of stranger danger at all agreed. The shadowy figure let out a spine-crawling laugh. It lunged at him and suddenly he felt different.
Powerful. But when he tried to walk, he couldn’t. Then, Tarot-but-not-Tarot started to grin. “Finally,” the thing inside him snarled. A new puppet. And this one is conveniently built for the job, it said, curling his long claws. ‘What’s happening?!’ Tarot thought, beginning to panic. His body stopped moving and the creature in him spoke. “I’ll answer that, it’s only fair,” his mouth said. “You allowed me to use your body for my doing, whenever I wish. Oh, don’t worry,” it chortled. You’ll get used to it. One day, you’ll want my power. It will feel right to you.” The thing inside him grinned. “As I said, you will be one of the most powerful creatures to have ever lived.. as long as I’m possessing you. Your meek, pathetic normal life is over. Your new life has begun!”
so basically the thing (I’ve taken to calling it Grim even tho it has no official name) can control him whenever it likes, but the hold is stronger when Tarot is feeling emotional. Anyway ima go to bed-