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[2013-03-16 01:05:39 +0000 UTC]
"Do You Believe in the Boogeyman?"
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# Statistics
Favourites: 64; Deviations: 0; Watchers: 184
Watching: 294; Pageviews: 10091; Comments Made: 688; Friends: 294
# About me
I am Pitch Black...or as most of you call...the Boogeyman. I hide under your beds, in your closets, anywhere that is dark. I feed on your fears and strive to give you nightmares and waking terrors.
Series/Movie: Rise of the Guardians
Name: Pitch Black
Nicknames: The Boogeyman
Age: Ageless/Adult
Race: Apparition
Gender: Male
Alignment: Villain
Pet: Fearlings, Dream Pirates, Nightmares, Onyx the Nightmare [his personal steed and loyal companion]
Personality: Pitch is generally smooth talking and soft-spoken, not in the shy sense, but that he doesn't always speak very loudly. He's cruel and dark, feeding off the fears of others
Abilities: Like Sandman, Pitch has command of nighttime sands, only he has tainted it so that he controls the darkness and fears. He is able to bring to life the fears of others. He seems to be able to appear and disappear almost at will. He can utilize and manipulate the world around him with shadows. Though not a common ability, he is able to turn children into fearlings.
Habits: Often lurking in the shadows, Pitch is a sort of ambush villain, lying in wait until he finds the perfect time to strike. Despite what people think, Pitch does sleep but he either only dreams of black or of yellow butterflies.
Likes: Darkness, fears, shadows, nightmares, the misery of others
Dislikes: Being ignored/unseen, despite being a villain he dislikes being hated, happy things bright lights
Flaws: While he puts a lot of thought into what he says and does, he sometimes falls short and underestimates his opponents.
Closest Allies:
Enemies:
Via Wikipedia: Pitch's Canon History
Before Pitch became the Nightmare King, he was once a hero of the Golden Age named Kozmotis Pitchiner. He had led the Golden Armies in capturing the Fearlings and their ilk, then volunteered to guard the prison planet they had been imprisoned in. He kept vigil for years, forced to listen to the prisoners' constant whispering and pleading.
Pitch in the booksPitch, as portrayed in the books.
His only solace was thinking of his daughter, of whom he kept a photograph of in a locket. But one day, sensing his weakness, the prisoners imitated her voice and hypnotized Kozmotis to believe she was being held inside with them. Frantic, he opened the doors to release her, but was instead possessed by ten thousand Fearlings, transforming him into Pitch, the Nightmare King.
His mind and heart had been so twisted with thoughts of vengeance, he sought to destroy the Golden Age by turning all good dreams into nightmares. He plundered planets, extinguished stars and stole every dream he came across, leaving only misery and despair in his wake. He hungered for children's dreams the most, since they were pure of heart, and even turned some children into Fearlings. But he had planned a different fate for the Lunanoff Prince, who never had a nightmare: Pitch would turn the infant into his Prince of Nightmares. To flee him, the Lunanoff family set sail for Earth but he managed to track them down,[4] only to be defeated by Nightlight, the prince's guardian, in a huge explosion. Pitch and Nightlight vanished without a trace, but the Man in the Moon's parents were killed instantaneously.
For countless centuries Pitch was imprisoned in a cave near the small village of Tanglewood, pierced through the heart by Nightlight's diamond-like dagger. Nightlight, too, had been trapped within Pitch's dark, cold heart all that time until an unsuspecting Moonbeam released them both from their confinement. Pitch decided he would extract his vengeance on those who had imprisoned him by turning every child on Earth's dreams into nightmares.
One of his targets was the village of Santoff Claussen, where he found children who had never experienced fears or bad dreams. While possessing their Bear in an attempt to attack them, Nicholas St. North killed the Bear to stop him. Pitch was forced out, but dissolved in the morning light before he could do more.
NOTE: His daughter is Mother Nature. Fans refer to her as Seraphina
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# Comments
Comments: 677
(I'll miss this account, I'm glad you made this account, hope you have a good life. 
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Asha Mistwind staggered in the dark until she suddenly tripped and fell.
"Ouch!" She cried as frost surrounded her.
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Do our eyes deceive us? Is someone awake during our night?
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The young girl walked through woods in Pennsylvania, fear in the back of her mind. Her skin was covered in scars and white scratches, but no open injuries- unlike normal. Her slight fear wasn't enough to stop her insane curiosity, though, as she ventured further into the dark woods. It being past midnight, she was hardly able to see, yet she still didn't stop. She seemed wide awake, despite the hour.
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I was just walking around and minding my own business. Then all of a sudden,I fell down deep and dark hole and landed hard on my face. I sat up,rubbing it. "Ouch."I whimpered. Then I looked around,not familiar with the surroundings. "W-w-where am I?"I asked myself.
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"Hello?"I called out,still rubbing my stinging face.
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"Thank you for the watch human mort....wait..." *The dark being shrank down a little, bending forwards to examine the figure's appearance a little closer.* "Hmm, seems as if I can sense that you are darker then most humans, especially on their color."
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*Smirks* You'd be correct. I'm no human being, and I am indeed darker...darkness...
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*Aku lightened one of his flaming eyebrows, brushing his long, thin red beard as he inspected the being further, listening to his sentence. Once he had finished, Aku proceeded on giving his reply.* "Ahh, interesting. It just happens that I am Aku, the deliverer of darkness, would you perhaps be interested in a possible alliance?"
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Ah, fear and darkness...all one entity of perfection. I would indeed be rather interested in the possibility of such an alliance.
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"Good, I can very well use you're help, dark one, with a little enemy of mine...who happens to be a samurai mortal, named Jack. Also, surely someone as evil as you has enemies as well?"
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Well, what have we here? Looks like a pretty little kitty.
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Yes. My name is Ortensia.
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My name is Pitch Black...some call me the boogeyman
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Oh Okay. And what are you doing now?
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Ah, sadly, nothing as of now. I'm brainstorming.
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oh i see
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What, dear kitty, wil YOU be doing this upcoming....Halloween?
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Well, I don't know yet.
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((Oh hell yeah!))
*Looks this man over* The name is Pitch. There is something...familiar about you...
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Really? What is it?
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Well....darn, I can't quite put my finger on it. *Thinks and looks carefully* Have we met somewhere dark before?
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I met you when I was a boy in my bedroom one fateful night.
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Ah yes, that would explain it. The comedian...
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I wasn't afraid of you like most other kids that were my age at the time. So you do remember me?
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I think I do. I was never sure if I should be agitated or find you admirable.
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Well why would the boogeyman himself be afraid of me aΒ caring husband andΒ father.
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You're weird. Though, there isn't anything wrong with that either. I must say, it makes things far more amusing and entertaining. A family who knows how to have a lot of FUN
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Why thank you. You do too Pitch.
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Greetings....my name is Princess Nyx, daughter of Luna, formally Nightmare Nyx, and ruler of dark Equestria. Who are you?
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*one night you sense complete and total terror coming from a little kid's house,but not from you*
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*Slinks out as a shadow from under the bed and looms on the wall, peering down at the room*
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*a little kid was shaking with the sheets covering his face,looking in the direction of the bathroom*
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*Is a little confused and curious. Pitch sinks into the shadows and travels along the wall to investigate*
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*whenever you looked,you saw a strange being,like a person's shadow,with an unnaturally wide grin,filled with dozens of needle-like teeth,glowing purple eyes,and wearing some sort of suit*
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Dolfury, better known as "Dolly", walked out of the old grocery store with a frown. Β It was bad enough she was new in town, but to have a store clerk be mean to her over a simple question? Β Plain stupid and ignorant. Β She thumbed through her key ring as she approached her sleek, jet black 1989 Firebird, grey, smoke-like paint coming up from the tires and fading into the black of the rest of the car. Β She smiled as she approached it.
"At least my car understands me somewhat. Β It doesn't talk back, henceforth, it's a good listener." Β she said, then stopped short of the car, slapping her own forehead. Β "Ugh, there I go talking to myself again. Β Not like anyone'd listen, anyway." Β she added, leaning against the car's side as she continued to look for her key amidst the countless tombstone keychains and other keys.
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Waffles! knuckshorosonamyluna.deviantarβ¦
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*at night*
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Annie: *sits under a tree and reads her book*
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*Quietly, I'm walking through the dark hall, shivering a little from the cold. For some reason, I feel like I'm being watched*
"It's just my own conscious, it's just my own conscious," I chant to myself. "You've been reading and watching too many horror and vampire stories..."
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*I'm sitting in your hair and running myΒ cold metalΒ fingers through it because it's fascinating to me*
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*Peers up curiously* Who are you...and what are you doing?
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Six... *I keep messing with your hair because it's weird and I like it* ...My name is Six...
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*Smirks* Well, it sits that way naturally. It's nice to not have to fuss with it every evening.
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(( Gah, Pitch is lucky that way. XD ))
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*I slide down to your shoulder* Wh-who are you?
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