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August 11, 2013
Rogue. She used to touch everyone, in a friendly way. For some reason, she managed to relay her thoughts and emotions much better when she held her friends' hands, arms, shoulders... She felt connected, in spirit, through physical contact.

And now she just can't do it anymore. Whenever her skin brushes onto someone else's, she feels such a strong connection, but a dark one. Instead of passing on her feelings to others, she sucks theirs in, along with their vital force. They crumple and die on the spot, if the touch lasts for too long.

Isolation. It's her lifetime curse.