SpaceKarnival

  Darkness.....nothing but a pitch-black void filled Laughing Jack's vision. "W-Where am I?!! I can't see!" He cried, fear-stricken. He stumbled around blindly, holding out his long arms in front of him, desperately hoping he would feel the familiar texture of the walls of his box. The terrified clown continued to walk carefully onward, but he felt no walls holding him in. "What?!!" He screamed in his head. "Where are the walls?! Where's my box?!" He looked around frantically, but there was blackness everywhere. Not a hint of light shined anywhere. LJ knew something was wrong. As he resumed walking, he knew that his box wasn't this spacious,

Name: Evander     Age: 218 yrs Species: Hellhound (Verthornen)   Gender: Male    Backstory: Evander belongs to a very strange Hellhound race, called the Verthornen. The Verthornen are half wolf/half serpent, ruthless,vengeful creatures that are usually identifed by their long, scaly, dragon-like tail. Evander resided in Hell with many other monstrous beings. And of course, his job was to make evildoers who arrived in Hell suffer eternal misery and pain. But Evander wasn't just used for this. He was special. Evander was the right hand for the Devil himself. He was known around Hell as the "Leader of the pack" Of creatures there. He was ver