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JCWine

This contains all the information on Lashagore that has anything to do with her looks, and a little bit of her personality.

I am doing this because I asked JCWine if I could dare my OC, Lashagore to kiss her OC Cain on the lips.

Here is my exact message:

" @JCWine ! For your OC dare book, would it be okay if I could dare my OC, Lashagore, (found in my later art books such as #3-5) to kiss your OC, Cain on the lips! I ship them so much! <Even if it's only me shopping them>

This would mean so much for me! I don't really care if you change her outfit. All is well! :) :) :) Thank you! "

-Lashagore

That's what I sent her. Here is Lashagores info- so JCWine can do this if she accepts it. :) Thank you!

I literally just took screen shots of everything- sorry.

I hope this is all helpful! :)

Lol- this was completely on accident, but my OC's name is Queen too.

Hope this was enough to help you!

Things about Lashagore:

:)

This is a quick splash of my OC, Lashagore's bio.

1st Excerpt:

The doctor smiled and wiped a bead of sweat from his brow as he carefully screwed the last skin fragment to the hard metal base.  After tightening the screw twice, and with extra gusto, the doctor smiled at his creation.

"Four years..." He muttered to himself. He had the voice of an old man, ancient. His voice matched his features almost completely. Up until the eyes. The beaming, smiling, young blue eyes.

He got up from the oil-masked chair, and moved over to the young women that lay before him. Wires and circuits ran through her pale limbs. Her chest had just been sealed up by the doctor moments ago. Her face was missing completely, and large amounts of metal protruded from her soft pink brain. All was still.

The man wrapped his large, callused hands on the women's soft head. He moved over to his desk and pulled on work gloves.

After quickly cleaning a screw driver, he gently, as if she could feel it, prodded her chin with the metal tool.

"Don't worry my Queen, it will all be working in no time. You'll be back in my arms in no time."

And with that he worked.

Working to fix his beloved. To recreate her.

If only he knew she would never love him like she had. Like he did.

2nd Excerpt:

Queen. This had been her name. She didn't know this name as he had. The doctor who created her- He knew her. She herself didn't. How was this possible? To be somebody, and yet not know who you are?

She desired to change her name. To something different. Something unique. NOT Queen, like her previous self had chosen, no but something new, something that would Lash out and strike terror into the enemies heart.

Something like Lash...

Lady Lash.

Lashagore.

3rd Excerpt:

Lashagore sat upon the cliff of the tall building, still as stone. It was dark, and only the faint lights from the street lamps illuminated the night.

The women saw a distant glow in the black abyss. She turned her head and wasn't shocked to see an abundance of smoke rising up from a building not far off. She rolled her eyes and got up. Quickly dashing off the tall roof, she glided to the next, coat flailing behind her.

When she arrived at the scene the house was surrounded by fire trucks, all painted red. Water was flying everywhere. Lashagore walked into the burning house, closing the flaming door behind her. She heard muffled screams, and walked up the stairs, quickening her pace every step.

Men in yellow suits came crashing down the hallway, people in arms. Lashagore counted three people, a mother father and grandmother.

She moved out of their ways, mix use that did, and ran upstairs. Her face stayed emotionless as she opened the door to a little girl's room.

Two small girls lay in their beds, while one ran around crying, trying to wake them up.

"Ariana! Angelica! You need to wake up! Please!" The awake girl cried out, she seemed to be the oldest of the trio. Around six.

She stopped yelling when she noticed Lashagore. "Help! Please help my sisters! They won't wake up!"

Lashagore's expression stayed the same as she gripped the eldest girl, and slung her over her shoulder. Without another glance, she grabbed the second oldest, and then left the room.

The smallest sister lay still in the bed, no breath escaping through her soft lips.

4th Excerpt:

Lashagore stopped for the fifth time that night, she couldn't shake the feeling that somebody was watching her.

She turned, yet saw nothing.

She decided to continue. Trudging through the dense forest, the women's feet grew callused, and stiff.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a flash of white. She wiped around, surprised to see a small girl, waiting for her.

They just stared at each other.

"You left me." She said finally.

Lashagore recognized this small child, no older then three.

"I did." She said blankly.

"Why?"

"Because you were already dead."

"That's true." The little girl pondered.

"Why are you here?" Lashagore asked.

"I wanted to see you." She said, in a whispered tone.

"Why would you do something like that?" She said, emotionless.

"I wanted to apologize." She said.

"For what?"

"Leaving you!" The girl cried. Tears suddenly streaming down her face.

She was so young.

"Go back to heaven, girl." Lashagore said, simply not caring.

"I can't- not without you!" She cried.

The women looked quizzicality down at the small babe.

"Are you saying you need my spirt to return yours to heaven?" Lashagore asked.

She nodded.

Lashagore did not need this waif.

"The forget it." The fighter turned and left, only to find the small girl standing in front of her once again.

"I'm never going to leave you." The girl said, holding a stuffed turtle to her chest, not daring to let go.

Lashagore waved her hand through the girl, for she was only must.

"I'm sorry, but I don't- won't. Just- no." She said, at a loss for words.

"How are you going to get rid of me?" She asked, a small smile spread across the babe's tender complexion.

Lashagore sighed, picking up the little girl, the mist weighing as light as air.

"What your name little one?" She said without a smile, or much of a frown.

"Angelica."

Author Note:

Okay, I hope you liked it! This is just a bunch of excerpts from my book. It hasn't come out yet, but don't worry. Comment belo on what you think. I'll explain everything.

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