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{__ALBERT PACHI.__}
also known as; ALBBY; ALLI ; BERTY

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I count this many candles; ( 18 )
Happy birthday to me; ( August 12 )
I was born this way; ( Human )
I can reach the stars; ( 180 cm (5'10 ft est) )
It`s always rude to ask; ( 108.3 Ibs )
Watching the world; ( Blue )
It`s natural of course; ( Pale Gold Rod )
Top, middle, bottom; ( Seke )
They are special; ( N/A )

My room is here; ( East Wing; dorm 4 )
Memorize this;
____Period 1: ( World History )
____Period 2: ( Drawing )
____Period 3: ( Combat Training )
____Period 4: ( Life Science )
____Period 5: ( Physical Education )
____Period 6: ( Band )
____Period 7: ( Geometry )

____Extra: ( Track and Field; Basketball; Swim Team )

Gimme more of; ( Sports, Books, Music, Science, and Comics/Manga )
But keep these away; ( Drama, Maths, Literacy, Meat, Sweets/candies )
Don`t EVEN mention; ( Making friends with backstabbers/gossipers, Getting Drunk )

The book of me says; ( Albert is a very calm person, but he gets really cranky real easy sometimes. He's a very great sportsmen and very interested to Science and books, however he does not like literacy and maths. He could be very serious. Albert could be nice or mean to anyone, depending on his how he feels about the person, or how he feels. Albert is very brave, he always likes to try out new things, he is very protective to his little brother, and that's all for Albert! )
The thing called my life; ( Albert was borned in August 12th 1991. He has a younger brother, called Sunsun. He's been very popular in the other schools he's been to. His grades were outstanding, however, Maths and Literacy was always his most hated subject. Although, Abert hasn't really gone through a harsh time in his back life, but, the most hurtful thing he's ever been through, is his father, he died by a hudge war. Albert's father was injured really badly, and died. That was the only time he cried. After that, he always wanted to be like his father, and be brave like his father, and protect and look after for the family, when he was sad, he always think of the words his father spoke to him. )

My favorite crayon; ( Pale Gold Rod )
DJ, play that music louder; ( N/A )
Oh yeah, I forgot; ( I'm a vegetarian! )

Special thanks to; ( frosIass )

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{__ ♔ Rothwel Lars Nikitin ♔__}
also known as; Roth, Lars, Niki.

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I count this many candles; Seventeen Year Old
Happy birthday to me; October Thirty First
I was born this way; Hell Hound
I can reach the stars; o 6 f t. // o1 8 2 . 8 8 c m..
It`s always rude to ask; o 1 6 5 .l b s
Watching the world; Goldenrod
It`s natural of course; Platinum Blond
Top, middle, bottom; Seme Unless You Can Tame Him
They are special; The only thing special is in this school is the pianos.

My room is here; West Wing || Dorm #: o 1 3
Memorize this;
____Period 1: Chemistry
____Period 2: Japanese
____Period 3: Physical Education
____Period 4: Calculus
____Period 5: Combat Training
____Period 6: World History
____Period 7: Orchestra

____Extra: Karate

Gimme more of;
√◈ Blood: The crimson hue of the bodily liquid is most pleasing to him. It even taste good.
√◈ Death/Screams/Pain etc: Ever since Rothwel was a child the concept of death has fascinated him. Along with that came the desire to know why people normally screamed in the end and why he found pain so...Enjoyable. He is not one to inflict pain on himself regularly but the expressionless man is quite the sadist when tempted.
√◈ Silence: It is a rare moment where someone isn't coming to him for something or for somebody. Though he doesn't mind helping the others out from time to time he wishes they would learn not to whine...
√◈ Music: From his room no matter what time of day music can always be heard. He is rather opened minded to it but certainly he holds a taste for Classical. Mozart, Chopin, Beethoven, Candidus and so on can always be heard from the piano he seems to cherish more then any being.
√◈ Sweets: He supposes that it is his mother who passed such a trait on to him. He adores anything with sugar in it and though it is a easier way to get him on your side, it doesn't mean he will like you. Every time he eats a sweet, the aura around him changes for you see it is the easiest way to figure out those emotions he hides so well.
√◈ Books: The demon will almost always be found with a book in his hands and his head in it. He doesn't like to be disturbed when he is reading and will normally ignore you if you try to. Perhaps the only person to succeed in luring his attention away from the literature is the Headmaster.
But keep these away;
✖▸▸Emotions: When the littlest emotions slide through his stern porcelain mask the man becomes horrified. He is always afraid that one day he will allow his mask to drop. He can't do that, no not ever. If he did he would be shattered rather quickly.
✖▸▸Too Much Noise: One of the rare times you will hear Rothwel speak when there is no need to, is when he is bothered by the sound of your voice. He hates people being loud when he can clearly hear you. As well, he hates it when they do to make themselves seem smarter. He is always quick to shoot that ideal down the gutter for in the mind, the louder you are--the smaller your brain.
✖▸▸Morons: If you are unable to comprehend even one word of what he says you are irrelevant to him. Rothwel will ignore you existence complete if you do not deem yourself worthy for he has no time to play child's games.
✖▸▸Women: Yes they are good to fill his lust for affection and approval when there are no men present but all in all he can't stand them. They are so dull and redundant.
✖▸▸Ignorance: As blissful as it may be, its annoying.
✖▸▸Arrogance: Lets see how far you get in life.
Don`t EVEN mention;
☢□Maniaphobia- Fear of insanity.
☢□ Kakorrhaphiophobia- Fear of failure

The book of me says;
Serious and stern, coldhearted and yet realistic; in my parents eyes I have maintained the essence of perfection and yet I am still so far from it. As a child I would put my studies and what not before anything else. I feel that I still do to some extent. I will normally keep my mouth shut around others unless I am forced to speak. I am the one people run to when they are in trouble though I have yet to figure out why. Most of the time I would rather not be bothered but that’s just me… My anger is a vicious thing, I must admit. I will not listen to reason and if you push your limit I will strike at you with ill intent. I can be rather laid back when I am alone and when I am in the presence of those I adore I can be relatively pleasant. When I find people I adore I keep them close. I can and most likely will be possessive near them and will kill to keep them at my side and my side alone. I suppose this can be seen as selfishness in a way but I have never said I wasn’t selfish. I love music. It is one of the most beautiful things in the world. It calms me. There are times in the world where it seems like nothing can brighten the void that has consumed me. However with one note, that can all change.

There are times where I feel as if the weight that is normally on my shoulders has lifted. Why is this? I can not say. But when it is gone people notice the change and so do I. I never force smiles, but when I am in this state they comes so easily it is frightening at times. I guess I will just have to deal with this in time. But it is a feel I long to stay with me forever. I can’t stand people who talk on and on and on about absolutely nothing. I hate listening to them because I waste precious minutes of my life doing so. I am not being mean I am merely being realistic. I do not want someone in my life that is utterly useless and I will make this know before any kind of relationship is formed. I do not care about the circumstances; for it matters not to me. If you get in my way I will walk all over you. You will not stop me from what I need to do and that is final. All in all I am realistic, cruel at times, serious, deviant, coldhearted, ruthless, realistic, loyal, truthful, kind to those that I hold dear and in a sense relatively insane and adorable... Thou shall not forget that little tidbit.

The thing called my life;
When I was born my mother died in labor. Not the most beautiful way to start a tale I admit but I am only telling the truth. Mother died giving me birth and as she did her greatest gift was handed down to me. I was given the skill of a Necromancer. I was lucky enough to receive a father that did not blame me for my mother’s untimely death and yet I still felt detached from the world around me and everyone near me. I was raised around demons, no surprise. My view of humans was relatively…Bias. Humans were so annoying. From an early age I already knew I would never get along with them and frankly I didn't care. When I was merely four years old I began summoning the spirits of the dead. It wasn’t something that I wanted to do or something that I had control over. The first spirit unsurprisingly, was my mother. Ever since then I have been honing my skill in order to gain control over it. However it was only the beginning of my problems.

One day I allowed my anger to get the best of me and my father’s estate quickly became a prime target for the dead. I killed half of the staff, took out some of my own family members… I have never been so ashamed and yet I know that the reason for my anger was justified. For you see my mother’s brother, my uncle, told me to my face that I was the reason for her death. I couldn’t hold back the feelings that I with held and because of that I went insane. I was broke into reality by the spirit of my mother and I will never forget the feeling of her hold for the first time. After the event my father took me aside and told me of his plan. He wished to send me away. Wished to see to it that I get a proper education and training… I was not happy about having my life changed so quickly but I was willing. That is until I found out that I could not take my mother with me. For the first time in my life I threw a fit, kicking and screaming as I was pulled away from my mother’s spirit. I don’t know what hurt the most. The fact that I would never see her again, or the fact that that she was smiling as I was pulled away…

In the end I ended up here. In the beginning…I was relatively cold. I mean colder then usual anyway. I suppose…I warmed up to others in the end… But it wasn’t by choice. They kind of grew on me whether I wanted it or not. I have been here for three years here. I remember a commotion of a student who died. Snapped his neck or some crap like that. Oh well. If your dead your dead for a reason.

My favorite crayon; Maroon & Crimson
DJ, play that music louder; LM.C - [ [.Bell.The.Cat.] ]
Oh yeah, I forgot;
何ですか?: Rothwel has a Necrophilia attitude.
何ですか?: He doesn't like to be touched though people are always testing this limit.
何ですか?: Rothwel will stab you with his horns if he feels the need too.
何ですか?: The charms on his left horn are gifts from his mother

Special thanks to; xMalicious Vendettax

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{__Ryσυ Tsυbαmε Hidεyσshi__}
also known as; 遼 燕 秀吉

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I count this many candles; Frozen, at 18 years old.
Happy birthday to me; February 23rd.
I was born this way; Always and forever, a Ghost.
I can reach the stars; 5'10.
It`s always rude to ask; 139 pounds.
Watching the world; A bright shade of brown, like caramel.
It`s natural of course; White hair.
Top, middle, bottom; Seke.
They are special; I've crushed on many, but no one currently...

My room is here; West Wing, Room Number 13.
Memorize this;
____Period 1: Life Science
____Period 2: World History
____Period 3: Algebra II H
____Period 4: Physical Education
____Period 5: Medicine Herbs and Potion Making
____Period 6: Drawing II
____Period 7: Japanese

Gimme more of; Empathetic individuals. Fair teachers. Watching contemporary dance. Sucky Korean TV dramas. Quiet environments.
But keep these away; Enough noise to sink a battleship. Fashion faux-pas. Dishonesty. Jokes about my race, such as throwing a textbook through me, just because you can. General unkindness.
Don`t EVEN mention; Casual contact with another without permission. Stairs.

The book of me says; Ryou keeps to himself most of the time. He is most noticeably soft spoken. He tends to listen more than talk, and finds random chit-chat to be boring and pointless. Whatever he does decide to say is usually well thought out, clear and articulate. His voice tone isn't very high or low, nor loud or terribly soft. It is rather average, though always tends to be calm. He doesn't raise his voice often.
Considering Ryou doesn't usually receive the nicest comments from his classmates, he is unintentionally an emotional leech. When someone is empathetic towards him or caring in any sense of the word, he takes it rather seriously and keeps it in his spirits for as long as possible. It is as if every good feeling or intention that comes towards him is held dear to him, since it doesn't happen often.

The thing called my life; This is my fourth year here at Sleepy Hallow Academy.
Death comes to us all, but it came for me a bit too early. A couple years ago, one of my friends was fooling around...ended up pushing me down a flight of stairs in the East wing dorms. I fell awkwardly and snapped my neck. Life is lovely, isn't it? I linger around this plane because my life was obviously, incomplete. I do not, however, venture near the East wing. I loathe that place.
Before my death, I was a rather happy individual, but I still kept to myself. I would say my existence is similar now, just more dismal, as I am still debating whether or not I really do exist. I would like to say I do. Many students believe that I do not.
Though I am one to stray away from people most of the time, in my soul, I desire contact with other people. Death is a cold existence with little room for an actual life to blossom. I see no career in the future for me- I have stayed at this university for more than five years, taking classes over and over with no expectations or hopes for what lies ahead. I just wish to fulfill whatever is keeping me here, and in that time, to find someone who might understand me as Ryou and not a ghost. Material or not, I am still a person. To be shunned from society and ignored is worse than death.

My favorite crayon; Darkred.
DJ, play that music louder; [ x ]
Oh yeah, I forgot; Being a ghost, I can appear and disappear whenever I wish. I am a ghost that can move material objects. When touching things, I feel nothing, and will pass through whatever it is I am touching. If I am to touch another, it is cold, like a chilling breeze against one's skin. Furthermore, a room I enter does not drop in temperature, like some ghosts of lore. I am not one to haunt rooms, people, or take pleasure in creeping out others.

Special thanks to; insidelookingout

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un jeune garçon_____♚_____qui a tout pour plaire
{__ＥＬＬＩＯＴ ＰＩＥＲＲＥ ＦＬＯＲＩＮＣＥ__}
also known as; ellie, loi, or jeune maître 'young master'

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I count this many candles; Sixteen years young.
Happy birthday to me; January twelfth.
I was born this way; Half-vampire.
I can reach the stars; Five feet, two inches.
It`s always rude to ask; 110lbs.
Watching the world; His left eye is a royal blue color, while his right is crimson red, usually covered by a patch.
It`s natural of course; Midnight blue.
Top, middle, bottom; Uke, but he likes to think he`s not.
They are special; Quoi?! Don`t be ridiculous!

My room is here; West Wing- room 02.
Memorize this;
____Period 1: Chemistry
____Period 2: Physical Education
____Period 3: Geometry
____Period 4: Photography
____Period 5: Study of Weaponry
____Period 6: World History
____Period 7: French

Gimme more of;
____✙ Birds.
____✙ Treasure.
____✙ Tea.
____✙ Sweets, specifically cake.
____✙ Sleeping.
____✙ Fancy clothes.
____✙ Cold temperatures.
____✙ Having no one understand him.
____✙ The color blue.
____✙ Red roses.
But keep these away;
____✗ Cigarette smoke.
____✗ Greasy foods.
____✗ Being teased/bullied.
____✗ Darkness.
____✗ Being ignored when talking.
____✗ Stupid people.
____✗ Most girls/woman.
Don`t EVEN mention;
____☢ Being alone forever.
____☢ Pure darkness.
____☢ Death.
____☢ Blood.
____☢ Love.

The book of me says; For most of his life, Elliot has ALWAYS gotten whatever he wanted. If he wanted the rarest jewels from Egypt, he got it. If he wanted the finest tea in the world, he got it. Though, he would never ask for such things. You can`t say he`s the nicest midget person in the world. Elliot has the tendency to say things he doesn`t mean. He is brutally honest, and won`t sugar coat anything. It is also very hard for him to apologize. Elliot is a hard person to anger. But once you mention his height, he`s off on you like a rocket. He has the habit of saying things in french. Whether he`s insulting you or telling you something. You will have to ask him what he`s saying because he does not like to repeat himself. He expects you to listen when he`s talking. If you don`t catch what he says, he`s not saying it again.

His mind is very curious, but he is also a hard person to please. Elliot has a very big sweet tooth, and will eat anything that contains sugar. But, no matter how much sugar you feed him, you`ll never see him bouncing of the walls. Most people who encounter Elliot would immediately classify him as a snobby, rich kid. Because of this, he never really had many friends. Those who were his friends, were only using him for his money. Elliot is in fact, very childish, despite his calm and mature appearance. Like pouting or whining when he can`t get what he wants. Sometimes, he even clings to people just to be with someone at times. Also, because of his step-mother, he has the habit of wearing strange and exotic clothes. He doesn`t really care if people stare at him, he likes it. And that`s that.
The thing called my life; Elliot Pierre Florince was born with a Chinese human mother, and a French full blooded vampire father. After giving him his child, his father killed his mother, sucking out every last drop of blood she had. His father, Adrian Florince, was a very wealthy man. It didn`t matter how pure you were. You could have the most purest heart in the world. But if you lived with Adrian for a day, you automatically would turn into a spoiled little brat.

Unfortunately for Elliot, his mother had been human. Which meant that he was also half human. It was disappointing to Adrian. He wanted the next heir to his fortune to be a full blooded vampire. His time wasn`t near, since, vampires aged very slowly. But he wanted an heir now. Elliot was still his son, so his father wasn`t going to get rid of him. Adrian gave the boy everything he wanted. From toys imported from England, to meals imported from Spain. He could have anything he wanted. But all the riches he was surrounded by, the only thing Elliot aimed for was just to spend time with his father. But, being half vampire, his father wanted nothing to do with him. His servants were the only thing close to a parent that he had.

When he turned 'ten', his father found another woman. A vampire just like himself. He married her and before Elliot could blink, they had two children. Twin boys. Both of them full vampires. Immediately, he made those two the next heirs to the fortune. His new mother moved in with them, along with his new brothers. The four of them, along with his father, made a perfect picture, leaving Elliot out of it. There was even a time that they forgot that he had been living there. His step-mother saw him and immediately wanted to make him a dress up doll since, her twins were learning to be heirs with his father. Elliot didn`t care what she put him in ( sometimes she`d put dresses on him too ), but she was as close to a mother as he could get. Because of her, he now developed a weird sense of fashion.

For the first few years of his life, Elliot had been home schooled. But his step-mother thought he should interact with real people, so she stuck him in public schools. For two years, he went to school normal people. But his father finally noticed what his wife had done and pulled him out of the school, and stuck him in an academy filled with not only humans, but many others races.. And that`s Elliot`s life, up until now.

My favorite crayon; Rosy brown.
DJ, play that music louder; Build God, Then We`ll Talk.
Oh yeah, I forgot; Being half vampire, Elliot does not need to feed as much as a normal vampire does. Only once every two months does he need blood. Elliot only feeds on animal blood, which is not as nutritional as human blood. It sometimes makes him dizzy and weak. He also has a weak immune system, leading to him getting sick easily.

Special thanks to; - - Z O M B i E city

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{__Matthew Alexander Lockheart__}
also known as; Matt, Matty, Redhead, and Ma-Ma [ by his mother ]

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I count this many candles; Seventeen
Happy birthday to me; December 25th
I was born this way; Human
I can reach the stars; 5' 7"
It`s always rude to ask; 130lbs
Watching the world; His right eye is a pale shade of blue and his left eye is light silverish color.
It`s natural of course; Red
Top, middle, bottom; Seke
They are special; Not Avaliable

My room is here; East Wing && Room 01.
Memorize this;
____Period 1: Chemistry
____Period 2: Calculus
____Period 3: World History
____Period 4: Martial Arts
____Period 5: White Magic
____Period 6: Japanese
____Period 7: Study of Weaponary

____Extra: Chess Club&&Swim Team

Gimme more of; ☆ Cigs
☆ Sleeping
☆ Videogames&Computers
☆ Music
☆ Alcohol
But keep these away; ☆ Work of any kind
☆ Sour&Bitter foods
☆ Country music
☆ The color yellow
☆ Dogs
Don`t EVEN mention; ☆ Girls
☆ The dark

The book of me says; Confident, Lazy, Perverted, Arrogant, Rude, and Sarcastic are only some of the nicer words that could be used to describe Matthew. It isn't that he is a bad boy or anything like that, he is just one of those people that does what he wants, when he wants, and noone is suppose to ask questions. He is a slacker by nature and only puts effort into something if its interesting to him. Other than that, he avoids work like the plague. He enjoys doing the simpler things such as sleeping and playing videogames. Its really a shame because Matthew is super intelligent and an excellent fighter when it comes to weapons and hand to hand combat, he just have no motivation. He only applied at this particular school for the hell of it, he never expected to get in. Thats another trait of Matthew's you could say though. He lives expecting nothing from anyone, not even himself. Despite his seemingly gloomy nature, he is actually quite easy to get along with if he likes you. He doesn't make a habit of doing the friendship thing, but he'll talk to you. Just don't expect him to bail you out of any trouble. He is rude to everyone, especially adults. He hates authority figures. Matthew is also very sarcastic and if he ever finds out what it takes to press your buttons enough to get you upset, he'll use it without a second thought. An a*****e of course. Matthew is also very competitive though, so that is one way to get him up and doing something. If you challenge him in anyway, he'll take you up on it and do everything to crush you and embarrass you completely. He is a sore loser, so if you do happen to beat him expect a punch in the face coming your way.

Matthew is also quite perverted and sadistic as well. He enjoys sex and he won't deny it. Even though he is only seventeen, he has more experience than some adults. Don't think him to be a whore though, when he has a boyfriend, he is just very demanding and he likes the odd types. He finds them to be more amusing than your average joe. He knows he has sex appeal because of his looks, so he often uses that against teachers to get what he wants. He can be a cheeky guy when it comes to that. Now back to the sadistic part, well lets just say that if Matthew is on top, expect some marks and reminders of the night before to be left. He isn't a gentle lover and he doesn't expect his lover to be either. He hates whimps and guys that whine about everything. He has a habit of punching them too. Matthew also has a very strong hatred for woman because of his past. He doesn't like to be around them or even talk to them. He is a big videogame and music person, so if you can find where he is skipping class at, he is often playing his PSP or listening to his music player. His favorite tunes are between hip-hop and rock. All in all, Matthew is one of those unique and rare types of guys you come along once in awhile that is sure to leave an impression on you whether he meant to or not.
The thing called my life; A record of one's life. From birth to death, whats the point in keeping such a thing? That would usually be a thought that runs through someone like Matthew's mind. Most of the time he isn't in the habit of caring about people's pasts, but in this case it would only be proper to have some background on him. Matthew was born in the United States on a military base since his father was a high ranking officer. His mother was a model for her profession which often explains where Matthew's dashing good looks came from. From the time that he was an infant to he was about five, Matthew had always been curious about the world around him. He often crawled anywhere that his legs and hands would take him and got into everything within his reach. He wasn't a particularly troublesome child as far as crying and such a lot, but he was often known to disappear on his parents. As Matthew grew, he enjoyed the finer things in life. His family was well off between both of his parents and he didn't have much to complain about except that his life was quite boring. When Matthew was around ten is when his parents learned that he had a very high IQ. One well above for any child his age. Of course Matthew didn't think anything of it. He just assumed everyone around him was stupid and he was smart. Due to his nature, most wouldn't look at him and guess that he could outsmart more than half of them. Matthew was about to start another year in highschool when he applied for going to this special school. He didn't think he would get in, but to his surprise he got an acceptance letter. He isn't much looking forward to going and being around more people below him, but it will pass the time. Matthew is also a big computer and videogame person, so thats what he spends most of his time being involved with. Despite his lack of muscle, he is also quite strong and not at all a pushover. He will use his smarts to toy with someone or just have some fun if he is bored. It is unclear what kind of future is in store for him, but many believe that he is destined for great things.

My favorite crayon; Crimson
DJ, play that music louder; ' I'm so Sick ' by Flyleaf

Special thanks to; - - p e a c h SKIES

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{__CHANNING TED RYELL__}
also known as; Ted, Chacha, Ryell, some incoherent moan

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I count this many candles; ( sevenTEEN )
Happy birthday to me; ( May 17th )
I was born this way; ( He just calls himself a 'Harmonizer'. )
I can reach the stars; ( 5`11 )
It`s always rude to ask; ( 180 lbs )
Watching the world; ( Sapphire blue )
It`s natural of course; ( Midnight Black )
Top, middle, bottom; ( Seke )
They are special; ( N/A )

My room is here; ( West Wing ;; room o2 )
Memorize this;
____Period 1: ( Chemistry )
____Period 2: ( Physical Education )
____Period 3: ( World History )
____Period 4: ( Calculus )
____Period 5: ( Combat Training )
____Period 6: ( Drawing II )
____Period 7: ( French )

____Extra: ( Undecided )

Gimme more of;
( ★ ) snacks
( ★ ) books
( ★ ) silence
( ★ ) music
( ★ ) fighting
( ★ ) nature
( ★ ) nice smells
But keep these away;
( ✖ ) complainers / whiners
( ✖ ) spoiled brats
( ✖ ) suicidal talk
( ✖ ) mud
( ✖ ) worms
( ✖ ) fire near books or paper

Don`t EVEN mention;
( ✄ ) something crawling in his ear and getting stuck there
( ✄ ) ugh...failing


The book of me says; Channing's personality is just a tiny bit difficult to describe. You could call him a geek, and then you could call him the bad a** bully as well. Two totally different people, two totally different status's. But oddly, Channing manages to pull them both off. And perfectly at that. He get's straight A's, or at least close to that. He can be found studying in his spare time for the next big test or exam, or simply because he didn't perfectly understand what was being said in class. Luckily he has great memory, though he sometimes doesn't act like it. But he usually forgets things on purpose. Like he'll forget your name on purpose. Just so he can piss you off.

Because remember when I said he's both a geek and a bully? Well I meant it. He isn't what one could call 'cruel' though. No, he doesn't just pick on the weak and the defenseless. He couldn't be called a sadist. There's a certain oddness about his bullying I suppose. He never gives reasons for the seemingly random people he bullies. Though later one might find out about how that person was blackmailing another student. And you'll also realizes that the fights he gets in, he rarely picks. But because of the way you seem to mostly find him in fights - if he isn't studying - people just began to assume he was the bad a** bully type. The sad thing is he can't care enough to correct them.
The thing called my life; Channing's past wasn't some horrible, therapist-needed trauma. In fact, he doesn't find it all that interesting, which is why he will rarely talk about it. It isn't something worth writing a book about, nor is it something to fill the silence in a room with. Truthfully, he'd just rather never waste his breath talking about it. But sometimes when he finds the words slipping from between his lips, it usually only goes on for about five seconds. The story that is.

He didn't have a picture perfect family. Nowadays that's pretty rare. But he wasn't unhappy with his Father or Mother. He grew up a happy child, really. Going to kindergarten was a great experience for him, and he loved it. He didn't ever cry the first time he had to leave his parents. He rarely cried as a child. Even when he was a baby, he was later told he barely ever disturbed his mothers sleep. He cried that night though. When he saw his Mother having a fight with Santa Claus. He couldn't quite remember what the conversation was about. Something like how he was supposed to be drinking milk, and not beer. He didn't much get it, or why his Father left after that. Needless to say, he never really believed in Santa Claus after that.

But he didn't stay depressed forever. Sure, life was hard, with not enough money coming in. But they could still pay for things like food and school. They just couldn't have the extra's. Channing didn't really mind though. He enjoyed school, enjoyed learning new things. He never quite knew how that first fight of his started - he was just protecting his friend, and the other guy threw the first punch. He soon realized that not only school, but that he had a knack for fighting as well. But he didn't go around bullying little kids. His fighting had a sense of justice to it. And he wouldn't go wasting his time on stupid fights anyway. He had a test to study for.

It was around middle school when he started noticing them. He didn't quite understand what they were. They just came to him. Something about his blood giving off a sweet scent that attracted them. But he soon realized he could see things others couldn't. Like a tree's spirit, or an animals. Or he could see horns on some people's heads that others couldn't. Later, he found out they became demons. He also soon found these things approaching him. Demons, spirits, whatever. They'd offer him their help. He never knew why, but they always came to him when he was in a troublesome situation. And he would 'harmonize' with them. It wasn't the same as summoning them, because he wouldn't just be say some weird chant and they'd fight for him. He'd take on their attributes, their powers, and he'd be able to use them for a short amount of time. Like if he took on a feline's spirit, he'd have better balance, sharper nails, ect. It was pretty useful. And the more he 'harmonized' with these spirits, the stronger the spirits his smell began to attract, and the longer he could stay harmonized with them.

When he told his Mom, she frowned at him. They didn't talk about it much after that first talk. But then a few months later, she presented him with a high school he should think about going to. A high school for people like him. Well, not like him per say. But...non humans and humans alike. He still considered himself human. He simply had special abilities. He wasn't exactly one hundred percent certain he wanted to go, but after viewing the courses, and the fact that it seemed like a pretty intelligent school, he decided maybe this odd school wouldn't be so bad. And so he's been attending it ever since he got out of middle school. He hasn't regretted choosing it. Much.


My favorite crayon; ( #BBAA66 & #BB2233 & #332255 )
DJ, play that music louder; ( Pending )
Oh yeah, I forgot; ( If you here someone call him Ted, don't ask him why. He doesn't know why people call him it, or even how they figured out his middle name. Some people are just stalkers like that.

Also, he wears a lot of blue. It's not that it's his favorite color or anything, or that it even particularly matches him...he just does. )

Special thanks to; ( - - enchanting DECAY )

[XOMBlE]

{__Semran Yufron Von Kush__}
also known as; Sem, Ran, Rani, Sero, Naru-chan.

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I count this many candles; . Sixteen . Candles . Total .
Happy birthday to me; . December . The . Twenty . Fifth .
I was born this way; . Snow . Fairy .
I can reach the stars; . Five . Feet . Five . Inches .
It`s always rude to ask; . So . I . Ain't . Telling .
Watching the world; . Through . Indigo . Orbs .
It`s natural of course; . This . Shimmering . White .
Top, middle, bottom; . Seke . Of . Course .
They are special; . Butt . The . Hell . Out !

My room is here; . West . Wing . Dorm . One .
Memorize this;
____Period 1: . Algebra II H .
____Period 2: . Drawing II .
____Period 3: . Student Assistance .
____Period 4: . Chemistry .
____Period 5: . French .
____Period 6: . World History .
____Period 7: . White Magic .

____Extra: . Archery .

Gimme more of;
. Muffins .
. Attention .
. Power .
. Fire .
. Praise .
. Ice .
. Pumpkins .
. Shiny . Things .
But keep these away;
. Christmas .
. Snobs .
. Peaches .
. My . Parents .
. Children .
. Blood .
Don`t EVEN mention; . Global . Warming .
. Knives .
. Ugliness .
. Hot . Coals .

The book of me says; . That . People . Should . Keep . Out .
I'm not the most social of butterflies. To the point that I really dislike new people. I talk to them if necessary, but usually in a very high and mighty manner. A bad habit. I developed it as a way of making myself comfortable around people when I was young, and never grew out of it. Rather pathetic, really. However, when around people to whom I feel comfortable with, I find myself much more approachable. As in, I won't turn up my nose to them. I'll offer a polite conversation and sometimes, rarely, even grace them with my winning smile. But, it is a hard task indeed to earn my trust. I've learned, through the years, that even the seemingly most earnest people in the world can hold a dark secret, and sometimes that secret is very dangerous. I'm egotistical and a hypocrite. Get over it!

I divulge very little about my personal life to even the closest of friends. Another way in which I have learned to protect myself, and it's not always good to form such emotional attachments to people. The more another knows about you, the more able they are to hurt you. Despite being born on one of the holiest days in the Christ religion, I believe very little in faith. Hell, Christians think magic is evil, yet I'm a good fairy! Haha........ Anyway, I'm also very uninterested in the past of others. I have a don't ask/don't tell policy.

Can you say narcissist? Well, that's what a lot of people tend to call me. As much as I despise snobs, it appears I'm often one. It isn't my fault. Who can blame me for being born so perfect? Of course not. I like people praising me and I love being the center of attention. Sound hypocritical to you? Well, duh. I already told you I was one. I hate new people, but I love it when they love me for how awesome I am.

Oh yes. I forgot to add. Along with my narcissism, I'm also a slight masochist. A slight sadist as well, though not nearly as bad. It's not like I want someone to beat me up, or anything, but I have learned that pain is sometimes enjoyable..... If it's the right kind.

There are..... Other aspects of myself, that which I should not be telling you about. In fact, I don't think I will. Some secrets are best kept just that, A secret. Suppose you'll just have to figure the rest out along the way, now then, won't you?
The thing called my life; . Is . Such . A . Pretty . Thing .
I'll tell you my dirty little secrets, if you promise not to tell a soul. Alright, I grew up normal enough. A family in Northern America, my Aunt and Grandmother living with me and my Mama and Papa. Along with them was my cousin, whom for many years I thought my brother, Nicholae. I grew up fairly happy. I played with Nicu, as I grew to call him, despite him being multiple years my senior. He would play make believe games with me, like cowboys and indians, and princes and dragons. His English wasn't usually very good, but I grew to understand past the harsh accent, and became the one in the family to understand him best, even more than his own parents.

But than he left. It was a very sad day. At only fourteen, Nicu was accepted into a prestigious university and moved away. I was left, isolated from the world. I was taught magic from my father, but I quickly surpassed his level. They called me the child prodigy. I was as grand with my powers as Nicu was with his mind, and yet that didn't help me see him. I went through a very shadowed year, shielding myself from the humans at school. But then, he appeared.

I'll tell you honestly. He was my first love. He was different from everyone else, I could feel it the instant he walked in the room. He came as a new student in school, a few grades higher than I, but something drew me two him. I later discovered what, but at the time, I thought it was just innocent admiration. We befriended each other, and for years were close friends. I hid him from my family however. You see, I knew that they would never allow me to be friends with him: he was a fire demon. I knew of grandmother's fear of demons, and I knew that, instinctively, those that thrive on heat and those that thrive on cold were not meant to be together. And yet, we were.

He wasn't the best of influences on me. Because of him, I skipped school, lied to my parents, and would sneak out at night. But, I didn't care. He took the rest of the firsts that Nicu had left behind. My first outside friend, my first sleep over, my first kiss. And, my first loss of innocence. I was thirteen. It was around that time that father became suspicious of me. And it was around that time that my world was once again torn apart. Papa discovered me sneaking out one night, and followed me to his house. When he caught me with him, he became outraged, and snatched me away.

The rest...... Is a little blurry. The next thing I can clearly recall is when I was sitting on a train, heading for Los Angeles, tears streaming down my face. And then, I grew up. I somehow managed to survive, all alone, having run away from my father, and having lost the one to which I loved most. The city makes people stronger, teaches them above themselves, things they never knew, they never knew. And L.A. Well, it can teach you lots of other things two. That's where I was when I got the letter to come to Sleepy Hallow High. I would have completely ignored it, had my last letter from Nicu not mentioned the school as his current place of employment. So, I decided I might as well come. Nothing better to do.

My favorite crayon; . A . Simple. Purple .
DJ, play that music louder; . Prodigal . Son .
Oh yeah, I forgot; . Something . Kinda . Important .
Yes, I really walk around wearing a tiara. Insult it and you'll get an icicle up you know where. It was a gift from my first love, and so I keep it with me, always, though I know how degrading it is to my masculinity.

Special thanks to; . The Butterfly Angel Kia .

[XOMBlE]

xx

{__SUNSUN PACHI.__}
also known as; SUNNY, SUNSHINE, SUNFLOWER, BROWNIE

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I count this many candles; ( Sixteen )
Happy birthday to me; ( December 3rd )
I was born this way; ( Human )
I can reach the stars; ( 155cm ( 5' 1" ) )
It`s always rude to ask; ( 100.1 Ibs )
Watching the world; ( Blue )
It`s natural of course; ( Brown )
Top, middle, bottom; ( Seke )
They are special; ( Nope! )

My room is here; ( West Wing; dorm 7 )
Memorize this;
____Period 1: ( Earth Science )
____Period 2: ( Medicine Herbs and Potion Making )
____Period 3: ( Japanese )
____Period 4: ( Drawing II )
____Period 5: ( World History )
____Period 6: ( Algebra II )
____Period 7: ( Student Assistance )

____Extra: Japanese Club; Archery

Gimme more of; ( Environment; Nature; Different Calture; Work; Animals; World History &&Geography; Maths; Literacy; Books; Music; Myth ; Fashion. )
But keep these away; ( Sports; Hip-hop, Rock && Rap Music; Being Alone; Swagger; Show offs; People spreading rumors about him. )
Don`t EVEN mention; ( World End; Litering; War; Killing Innocent; Gangs; Hatred ; Death. )

The book of me says; ( Sunsun is a very gentle and nice boy, he loves to help people out. He never lets people know if he is sad or angry, he always smiles and keeps all his emotional feelings to himself. He's very honest and reliable, he manages to finish every work anyone gives. He is very easy to trick, and weak, so when his brother is not around, he is always getting bullied. He is also a very orginized person. And he is also a very great cook, making delicious recipes, and also a very good cleaner, leaving the dirt spotless. )
The thing called my life; ( Sunsun was borned in December 3rd of 1993. He has an older brother, called Albert, the two of their personality are completely opposite of each other, and you cannot tell they're siblings. He's been very popular in the other schools he's been to, thanks to his brother. His grades were outstanding, he loves Maths, History/Geography and specially Science. Although, Sunsun hasn't really gone through a harsh time in his back life, but, the most hurtful thing he's ever been through, is his father, his father was in the armies until one day, Sunsun's dad by a hudge injurey during the war. That was the only time he cried. After that, he always hated hatred, fighting and war, when he grew up, he wish he could change the world, making it become a more peaceful world. Sunsun always help out cooking and cleaning, specially looking after his brother. He is always protected by his brother, since he is very weak and useless when it comes to fighting and debaiting. )

My favorite crayon; ( Saddle Brown )
DJ, play that music louder; ( N/A )
Oh yeah, I forgot; ( I'm a vegetarian! )

Special thanks to; ( frosIass )

[XOMBlE]

{__Tygriη ♤ Rσseηtiεl__}
also known as; Ty, but I really don't enjoy the nickname...

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I count this many candles; 18, and looking beautiful.
Happy birthday to me; September 2nd.
I was born this way; Incubus, yours truly.
I can reach the stars; 6'2.
It`s always rude to ask; 202 pounds.
Watching the world; Molten honey.
It`s natural of course; Locks of silver.
Top, middle, bottom; Seme. Always have been, always will be.
They are special; Haha, a what?

My room is here; East Wing, Room Number 4.
Memorize this;
____Period 1: Chemistry
____Period 2: Drawing
____Period 3: Combat Training
____Period 4: World History
____Period 5: World Geography
____Period 6: Physical Education
____Period 7: Geometry

____Extra: Track and Field

Gimme more of; Sex, obviously. Warmth. Campfires. Acoustic guitar. Board games, surprisingly.
But keep these away; Cold weather. Cold rooms. Bad hair days. Individuals taller than him. Spiders.
Don`t EVEN mention; Love, once again. Raw tomatoes- there's just something about them.

The book of me says; Tygrin has a very...one-track mind, obviously. His main goal is to score- sexuality is what drives him and keeps him alive at the same time. That being said his entire person is basically built to attract others. Without much effort, his skin is flawless, hair healthy and luminescent, his posture even enticing. He can be pushy at times, as well as persuasive. His voice is like velvet, a sort of low tone to it, but not too low. He engages in talk rather easily, as long as it isn't meaningless and could possible get him towards a certain future goal. He absolutely loves a challenge.
Above all, Tygrin is rather heartless. He does not like to be tied down or limited. Sex is sex, and if he can get it, he'll go for it, usually regardless of other people's feelings. Could someone, perhaps, become attracted to Tygrin, it is quite possible he could use them for his own needs and simply move on, going after someone completely different the next week. Not once in his life has he felt guilty for doing such a thing.

The thing called my life; I was expelled from my first high school. My academics were fine, I just simply couldn't keep my hands off my fellow classmates...or my teachers. Either way, I ended up taking a sophomore in the men's bathroom...heh, a stupid move, I admit. Actually, I was really indifferent about the whole thing. It was a school for magic wielders, but most were witches and warlocks. It was not the place for me, not in the least bit. My parents were furious and kicked me out of the house when they learned of my expulsion. I never liked them much anyway, considering they weren't my real parents. I was adopted- never knew my real parents.
After doing a bit of searching in my cheap a** apartment, I found this academy, one day. After a bit of talk with the Headmaster, my situation with my previous high school really didn't seem like much of a problem. I am, after all, a straight-A student. Academics haven't really held much of interest, but I have a knack for simply doing things, and doing them well. However, art does attract a bit of my attention. Many of my weekends out of school have been devoted to attending art premieres or simply browsing through galleries. What can I say, I love the stuff. Expression from mind to paper...or whatever other medium one decides. Fascinating.
All in all, this place looks nice so far, and I especially like the people I saw in photographs while filling out my application. With plenty of fresh meat around, satisfying my own needs and even pleasures shouldn't be a problem...I think I might rather enjoy my stay here.

My favorite crayon; Sienna.
DJ, play that music louder; [ x ]
Oh yeah, I forgot; Though Tygrin has no need for food, he does love eating- more specifically, he eats like a horse. Also, keep in mind that Tygrin might be a sexual creature, but he also needs what he also wants to survive. Lust and passion is what sustains him, and though he might really enjoy those things, he also requires them.

Special thanks to; insidelookingout

[XOMBlE]

{__Isaiah Mel Lashawn__}
also known as; Izzy, Mel, Lala

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I count this many candles; ( SIXteen)
Happy birthday to me; ( February 2nd )
I was born this way; ( half BROWNIE && half ELEMENTALIST )
I can reach the stars; ( I'm 5` 4", but I'm still growing! )
It`s always rude to ask; ( That's embarrassing...I-I think I'll just go over here... )
Watching the world; ( Brown, though they change sometimes ~ Oh! And they aren't both the same kind of brown ~ )
It`s natural of course; ( Er...brown...kinda? )
Top, middle, bottom; ( Eh? Obviously the bread goes on the top and bottom, and the lunch meat in the middle. )
They are special; ( U-Um... )

My room is here; ( I'm pretty sure I'm in West Wing Dorm o1. )
Memorize this;
____Period 1: ( Life Science )
____Period 2: ( Japanese )
____Period 3: ( Student Assistance )
____Period 4: ( Photography )
____Period 5: ( Geometry )
____Period 6: ( History )
____Period 7: ( White Magic )

____Extra: ( Swim Team && Karate )

Gimme more of;
( yum ) foooood~ and lots of it~!
( yay ) beach fun time!
( ohmygod! ) pillow fights!
( definitely ) friends ~
( zzz ) sleeping ~
( yum&yay ) picnics!
But keep these away;
( brr ) the cold!
( D: ) enemies
( umm.. ) awkward situations
( D///: ) porn or any mentioning of it
( not again! ) transforming
Don`t EVEN mention;
( definitely no! ) dying
( oh no... ) being choked

The book of me says; His book wouldn't be a book. It would be a manga. And he'd play the role of the cute, clumsy, innocent, scatter-brained, justice seeking main character that we all end up falling in love with. You know the one that I'm talking about. He's the one who is always smiling, always making new friends. The one that is happy he even has a glass, forget whether or not it is half full or half empty. An optimist.

And a clumsy one at that. He is always falling, always running into things. Simply because he is not paying attention to his surroundings. Maybe it's because he's too busy paying attention to things other people can't hear. Like the whispers of the wind, the stories of the tree's, the music of the water, or the laughing of the fire. It's always something that seems to be distracting this boy, causing him to run into other people, or not listening in class. But that could also be the fact that he's usually daydreaming in class. A fire alarm could go off and it wouldn't wake him from his dreams. Really, this boy is just far too distracted. At least, that's what his teachers say.

This halfie isn't the kind of person who hides his feelings. You'd think he was, but he totally isn't. He'll cry if he feels like crying, and he'll get mad if he feels like getting mad. Though it is pretty hard to make this guy hurt enough to cry, or make him angry enough to get him mad. Sure, you can annoy him, and he'll puff out his cheeks at you and maybe put his hands on his hips, but that's about it. It also doesn't take a lot to calm him down. Pass him a treat or something, and he'll be as happy as day. Because this guy is one of those people that you can't help but wonder just what kind of diet they're on, or why they aren't fat. Because really, he is a glutton. He is a bottomless pit. He can eat and eat and eat. And anything at that. Cakes, meats, vegetables...Even if it's burned to charcoal he can eat it. And he never complains about the food either.

One of the biggest things about his character is, and the one that leaves the biggest impression, is probably his innocence. Now sure, there are a lot of guys out there who are innocent. Who blush and get flustered when someone bugs them about being a virgin, or starts talking about how he hasn't had his first kiss yet or something. But do they usually transform when their face turns beat red? No, I didn't think so. It's also usually quite random what he transforms into. Sometimes he just suddenly turns pocket sized. He blames it on his Brownie blood. The sad part is, it's not like he can actually control when he transforms. He only transforms when he's totally flustered and blushing, and when he changes back is never up to him. Which is why he chose to go to this school. Because explaining to a human teacher why he's as tall as a ruler gets pretty hard.
The thing called my life; Isn't all that bad~ In fact, it wasn't. Not really. Sure, he was abandoned by his parents on the doorstep of a farm, but that's the only bad part about it. And really, if you look on the bright side of things, which is what he tends to do, if he hadn't been abandoned, he might not have met the great people he likes to call Mom and Dad. Besides, it isn't like he particularly misses his real Mother and Father. He didn't even know them. And if they were really forced to abandon their child, it must have meant they simply couldn't have taken care of him or something right? Right.

He grew up on that big farm. It was a really awesome place. There was lots of land, lots of animals...He loved playing with all of them! And the family accepted him right away. Acted like he was their own child. Even his older brother, two older sisters and his baby sister accepted him instantly. Though he wasn't surprised with the whole baby sister thing, considering she grew up thinking he was her brother. But it was nice. They really were a picture perfect family. A muddy picture, but a picture nonetheless. He never really was into things like running for long periods of time, or exercising or anything - which is why he really hated gym - but his brother taught him how to properly fight off bullies who might make fun of him if they found out his was an orphan. He had a very protective older brother. It always made him feel warm on the inside.

Of course, when he suddenly began...erm, developing, I suppose you could say, he had no one to turn to. Every one of his family members were human, and had no idea how to deal with the powers that he was now beginning to possess. His mother practically had a heart attack the first time he came home so small. But they didn't dislike him like some other humans. They didn't suddenly turn against him. Every last one of them was very supportive. His mother began looking into new schools to send him, schools that would help him with what he was. After all, he couldn't be the only magical creature right? That's when the notice suddenly came. From that high school. Sleepy Hollow Academy. It came just when he graduated middle school. It said it would help him, and that it had others like him. Of course, he immediately accepted. The only part he's regretting is that he's so far from home.

My favorite crayon; ( #885522 & #ff9900 & #88aaaa )
DJ, play that music louder; ( Believe! && I'm Alive! )
Oh yeah, I forgot; ( Do you have any food? )

Special thanks to; ( - - enchanting DECAY )

[XOMBlE]

I want your lovin'
and I want your revenge.

{__ℓucien Oℓiver Ϧantter__}
also known as; Luc, Olly, Ϧant, R a - R a

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I count this many candles; for fate, s i x teen.
Happy birthday to me; October Thirty-first.
I was born this way; Immortal.
I can reach the stars; five ' three "
It`s always rude to ask; One-twenty lbs.
Watching the world; o n y x x
It`s natural of course; snowflake w h i t e
Top, middle, bottom; `ukee
They are special; secret.

My room is here; East Wing, Dorm numero un.
Memorize this;
____Period 1: Geometry.
____Period 2: Student a**istance
____Period 3: Photography.
____Period 4: C h e m i s t r y
____Period 5: dark m a g i c
____Period 6: W o r l d History
____Period 7: Japanese.

____Extra: Japanese club.

Gimme more of;
● Rice cakes
● Rice balls
● Candy
● Juice
● Apples
● Chocolate milk
● Music
● Writing
● Poetry
● Blankets
● Warmth
But keep these away;
✖ Needles
✖ Doctors
✖ Loud noises
✖ Creasing paper
✖ Blood
✖ Dark places.
✖ Being alone.
✖ Scary movies.
✖ Green veggies.
Don`t EVEN mention;
• Hornets, Bees, Wasps etc.
• Drowning
• His father
• Chocolate (allergic)
• Blueberries

The book of me says; Lucien is a young man whom at his core is a very calm individual, he does his best to keep within him any emotions which may bring to him unwanted conflict or attention. It is not due to the fact that he is unable to be expressive like most young men his age, but the fact that he prefers to maintain an aura of composure, showing his emotions more through his words than through his facial expressions or actions. Even in times when he is being made fun of or being bothered by his peers Luc does all within his power to suppress any emotions that would make him more excitable. Over time he has found that the best way to keep his spirit under control, that remaining as calm as he can manage during any given situation is in his best interest. This has imposed upon him assumptions that he is a cold and distant person, and while it bothers him that such a label has been placed upon him, he knows that in the end it is best that he remains that way.

Lucien is a kind hearted being, ever since he was a young child he did his best to treat those whom he came in contact with with a certain degree of respect and appreciation. This portion of his nature has lent to his desire to give of himself to others, to those whom he finds may be in need of assistance, or those whom he has become familiar with over time. He is often faster to forgive those who have mistreated him than to hold a grudge against them, but at the same time it has made him cautious of those whom he is not familiar with. Choosing to be guarded until certainty of anothers nature can be evaluated to his liking. And while at times it makes him seem to be a difficult one to approach, those who have spent the time to understand him and gain his trust have found his friendship to be most valuable since loyalty to his friends holds within it a strength which has seen him through even the most trying of times. It is this loyalty which he holds to the same standard as those he has placed his trust in, those who betray him often have a hard time regaining his trust, despite his naturally forgiving nature.

He is a very intelligent and disciplined young man, finding that the ability to analyze situations to be one of his strong points as well as his tendency to remain committed to a promise or an activity once he has set his mind to it. This has allowed him a level of patience that some have considered to be beyond his years. However at times it has caused him to over think situations, and perhaps draw upon conclusions which may not have before existed, or intentions which may not have existed within a given situation. Though on a more positive note, it has given him the peace of mind to feel the intentions of those around him through their patterns of speech or their body language even with a simple glance. It is an analytical empathy that has served him well over time. It has made him dependable, and at times unwilling to accept failure if it was within his ability to produce a more favorable outcome.
The thing called my life; Growing up was rather typical for this young boy. Regular parents, annoying older brothers, and a younger sister. Well, way younger sister. Lucien has always been interested in Science and agreed to become and subject for the town scientists to perform their.. 'experiments'. He was so involved, sneaking out in the middle of the night was a regular for him. His parents caught him for the first time, and he just couldn't reveal why he was leaving. That one night, was pretty much the last night that he went out. That look upon his sisters face was it. Him and his sister were rather close. After that night. He would regularly tell his parents he was going to a friends house. What a lie he was bringing up. The lab was like his second home, they were so nice to him.

After a few years of being an experiment. He then became an experiment gone wrong.

His skin changed colour from day to day. Eyes went to a deep onyx from a vibrant blue. His hair turned snowflake white. It wasn't something that he had ever wanted his life to end up like. He was now an immortal. His parents, and siblings. Mostly his younger sister, didn't know who he was. Didn't let him in the house, or even around their family. He was alone. Utterly alone.

But, he then got into ( sʜ ) academy, sometime where he hoped that he could become a regular human being again.

My favorite crayon; slateblue.
DJ, play that music louder; Lost - Red
Oh yeah, I forgot; Though Lucien is allergic to chocolate, he still has a piece now and then.

Special thanks to; ( toniie maccaroniie-x )

[XOMBlE]

{__OLIVER NIKOLAI TAIKI__}
also known as; Ollie, Nicki

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I count this many candles; ( seventeen )
Happy birthday to me; ( november twenty fifth )
I was born this way; ( human, of course )
I can reach the stars; ( sixty four inches )
It`s always rude to ask; ( one twenty two pounds )
Watching the world; ( cerulean )
It`s natural of course; ( black with pink and purple streaks )
Top, middle, bottom; ( bottom )
They are special; ( mm, no. )

My room is here; ( east-eight )
Memorize this;
____Period 1: ( physical education )
____Period 2: ( algebra II H )
____Period 3: ( martial arts )
____Period 4: ( biology )
____Period 5: ( orchestra )
____Period 6: ( world studies )
____Period 7: ( drawing )

____Extra: ( archery )

Gimme more of;

( ღ pink. it's a happy color
ღ sunny days. just because.
ღ birds. well... most birds.
ღ black licorice. it's an anomaly in the family.
ღ lewis carrol. the maker of alice. )

But keep these away;

( ✗ gore flicks. weak stomach.
✗ creepy crawlies. yuck.
✗ rap music. who understands them?
✗ spicy food. 'i want to fill myself with only sweet things'
✗ computers. they're just confusing. )

Don`t EVEN mention;

( triskadecaphobia - fear of thirteen
gynophobia - fear of opposite gender (girls) )


The book of me says; ( Often viewed as the flamboyant uke, Oliver is the outgoing kind who doesn't take bullshit from anyone. His attitude can often be seen as offensive, since he seems to be very blunt about the way things are. Don't let this scare you though, he is very approachable and genuinely a nice guy, although a flirt. However if the attention is turned back to him, he becomes somewhat withdrawn and may even stutter a bit though it is viewed as cute when it happens. Don't call him out on it, because he'll retaliate with a snarky comment and walk away or ignore you completely.

Did we mention the bipolar disorder he has? A chemical imbalance is more than likely the cause behind his moods. He has medication, and you can definitely tell when he has not taken them - he becomes one of two personalities: very hyper or very depressed. The highs and lows are nothing he can't handle. He has good days and bad just like everyone else. They just happen to be a little more extreme for him. )

The thing called my life; ( Oliver Nikolai Taiki was born to a normal family. Father, Mother, the middle child of three boys. He quickly learned the ways of life - eat now or don't eat at all, don't hog the hot water, and keep your journal well hidden. Things were fairly easy for the first ten years of his life. Then suddenly, without warning, his mother left the family to find bigger and better things. She left her 'househusband' Jared to care for the three boys: Ricky (15), himself (11), and Cameron (9). Oliver's father did not take well to the sudden onslaught of responsibility, taken to drinking instead of getting a job. The boys did what they could to help out with money. Oliver got himself a paper route, Cameron made a lemonade stand, and Ricky became the entrepreneur at his high school.

Things stayed like this until Ricky graduated and got a real job in business. The money then began to roll in, however Ricky began bringing strange women home. Something bubbled to the surface that had long since been hidden away when one got too close. He was absolutely terrified of women. The only ones he could stand to be around were his mother (who he saw often enough) and his aunt who lived down the street. It came as no surprise when Oliver was transferred to a home tutoring program, or when he decided to come out to his family about being gay. It was how his life had become, and now looking back on it, Oliver doesn't mind one bit how his life turned out. )

My favorite crayon; ( palevioletred )
DJ, play that music louder; ( [ ♫ ] )
Oh yeah, I forgot; ( i like parties. )

Special thanks to; ( pixelated goithica )

[XOMBlE]

true form

{__choi siwon __}
also known as; 최시원

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I count this many candles; sixteen
Happy birthday to me; june 10 was the day i turned human
I was born this way; i am the spirit of a fish
I can reach the stars; five foot three
It`s always rude to ask; barely anything, i am a fish after all
Watching the world; one of my eyes is yellow, i don’t know the colour of my other eye
It`s natural of course; blue with a few strands of black
Top, middle, bottom; submissive
They are special; fish don’t get crushes!

My room is here; west seven
Memorize this;
____Period 1: Earth Science
____Period 2: Drawing II
____Period 3: Study of Dragons
____Period 4: Physical Education
____Period 5: Geometry
____Period 6: Orchestra
____Period 7: Social Studies

____Extra: Swim Team

Gimme more of;
♡ water
♡ swimming
♡ beaches
♡ hot days
♡ cold days
♡ food
♡ beautiful people
But keep these away;
⊙ cigarettes
⊙ the person who split him from his form
⊙ when he’s really dry
⊙ ugly people
⊙ rules
⊙ people who eat fish
Don`t EVEN mention;
〓 water snakes, one tried to eat siwon once
〓 girls
The book of me says;
Choi has a very timid nature. If you approach him hastily, or “tap on his bowl” (ie break personal space bubble) he’d probably retreat faster than a fish could swim into its castle. Despite this, approach with caution and he will not run in fear. He is very kind, and he usually goes out of his way for friends. Choi is very soft spoken and uses very polite language, no matter what. His voice is usually very quiet, but get him mad and it’s probably going to be the loudest noise you’ll ever hear.

Choi has some bad qualities too. He’s very… needy. Not to the point he’s clingy, but to the extent where he thinks he needs everything he wants, if that makes sense. Another bad quality would be his lust. Every man has lust, ad despite his timid nature, Choi happens to have a lot of lust.
The thing called my life;
Choi was born as a normal fish was. Eggs laid, sperm added, boom hatch. He didn’t do much growing up as a fish… fish don’t actually grow up though, right? But his abilities were strange. He thought like a human, and could even breathe in the oxygen from the land, he had gills too, but that’s nothing special. All fish have gills unless they’re some kind of retarded fish. Anyway, one day Choi was minding his business in the sea, la de da de da, a net trapped him in well, a net. The scuba diver, let’s call him Joe, left the sea and took Choi with him back to his home in the land. Joe was a man very interested in Spirits, and extracts them from fish in search of THE Spirit of the Ocean. Lets just say he took out the soul/spirit from Choi’s fish self and moved him to a sufficient empty body.

Choi was not the Spirit of the Ocean, but just a lively spirit of a fish. Joe requested Choi to be his son, and named him Choi Siwon. Choi grew up with Joe, until one day he left for sea and never came back. Choi thinks Joe angered the Spirit of the Ocean. Later, he received a letter from Sleepy Hollow. Seems as if Joe put in a good word for his ‘son’ to attend a good school. This fish has never been to school though, let’s hope he does alright.

My favorite crayon; #33BBCC
DJ, play that music louder; 슈퍼주니어(SuperJunior) _ 너라고 (Its You) _ 뮤직비디오
Oh yeah, I forgot; can eat fish but rather dislikes it because he knows he probably knew the fish

Special thanks to; Monochrome Arms

[XOMBlE]

{__Adorian William Grey__}
also known as; Willow -- by all ;

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I count this many candles; [ s i x t e e n ] burning brightly.
Happy birthday to me; on [ N o v e m b e r 28th ]
I was born this way; . . .w i n d elementalist
I can reach the stars; . . . not really. I'm only [ f i v e foot t w o. ]
It`s always rude to ask; but, I'll spill... I only weigh [ o n e hundred && t e n pounds. ]
Watching the world; through [ l i g h t b l u e ] hues.
It`s natural of course; . . . [ b l o n d e s ] have more fun?
Top, middle, bottom; . . . I - - ! ! [ bottom... not that he'd really know. ]
They are special; . . .

My room is here; w e s t w i n g [ 12 ]
Memorize this;
____Period 1: chemistry
____Period 2: calculus
____Period 3: student assistance
____Period 4: world history
____Period 5: white magic
____Period 6: french
____Period 7: orchestra


Gimme more of;
∞ peaches
∞ soft hoodies
∞ day-dreaming
∞ playing the violin
∞ classical music
∞ flowers
∞ drawing
∞ hugs
But keep these away;
* summer heat
* being so weak
* coffee
* homophobia
* rejection
* grunge
* sweat
* fainting
Don`t EVEN mention;
! the ocean
! dying alone

The book of me says; t o o many t h i n g s.
Willow is what some would call { painfully innocent }. In his sixteen years of living, he has only kissed one person ( Justin -- clumsily on the lips ) and nothing else. Of course, for practically all of his life, he's been crushing on Justin, and, it didn't work out too well, considering Justin is straight. Willow never really had time to focus on other guys until last year when the mistake happened and cost him his friendship with Justin. In spite of the bad influences he's hung around with, which include his twin, Ricky, who happens to be the biggest man-whore alive, Willow is unaffected by things like innuendo and off-color jokes... Mainly because he doesn't actually understand them.

Above all, he's a { lover not a fighter }. Violence makes Willow sick to his stomach. There's too much of it in the world ; no amount is necessary. He's never raised his hand to anyone and probably never will. If there's any altercation, Willow is the one to walk away while the other is still screaming, ready to throw arms. This rarely happens, though, considering he does nothing to piss other people off.

All of his life, Willow has been sheltered, whether it be by his strictly Catholic Grandmother or his friends and twin. He doesn't really know how to stick up for himself when someone insults or hurts him. He's pretty sensitive all things considered. It's not just his feelings, it's other people's as well, though. He can't stand to see someone hurt or crying, even if they were cruel to him at some point. From his point of view, life is too short to spend it hurting and alone -- even if that's how he feels right now.

Obviously, given the other traits included, you should know by now that Willow is rather timid. Around people he doesn't know, he stutters. When he gets flustered, he stutters. He's not super-timid like a certain mentionable anime character on a certain show about ninjas. Sometimes, Willow actually approaches people first, even if it does end up a socially awkward situation. He's quite friendly, not to mention a good listener, which makes him a good friend to girls more than anyone.

Overall, Willow's a sweet boy, if not a tad bit naive. Of course, that's only on the outside. Inside, though, he's hurting and there's no way for him to show it... Poor thing.

The thing called my life; Willow spent most of his life in silence, living with his painfully religious grandmother, who was extremely strict and took chances to punish him for whatever could be deemed wrong in advantage. Up until his seventh year in Catholic school, he remained the loner in pain, stuck in the closet for fear of being beaten because of what he loved. That is, until Ricky Sea came along. Yes, the blond was quite the odd one out at Saint Frances' Academy.

Obscene, yet, there was a familiar air around him. He was the only one that insisted on sitting with Willow at lunch, ignoring all the girls who constantly tried to flirt with him... Year nine, after Willow found out Ricky Sea was his twin brother, he became more involved with him and his little group of friends, slowly becoming a little bit of a troublemaker. One little incident caught the media's eye and got him kicked out of Catholic school, alongside Ricky Sea and J-Boy, one of his childhood friends he'd become recently reunited with.

For the first time in his life, Willow attended a public high school. This plight only lasted until his Sophomore year, to which, his grandmother returned from the hospital, still ill, and requested that he take care of her... Sadly, his grandmother passed away right after that. Okay, not so sadly, but, at least she left him a scholarship to Sleepy Hollow Academy in her will -- Apparently, at some point in life, she taught there or something... Having no other choice, Willow decided to leave behind the bad, old neighborhood he was living in with Ricky, J-Boy ( Justin ), Tirza and some other friends for a while.

This could be good for him...


My favorite crayon; #96ADB5
DJ, play that music louder; ` H u r t - Johnny Cash
` W a i t i n g . F o r . Y o u - Costanza
` S t o r m y . S k i e s - Paul Van Dyke

Oh yeah, I forgot;
Since Willow's not human and all, he has to have powers, right? Okay, not right, but, he's a wind elementalist, so, that counts for something. He has the ability to control wind, as well as the temperature in the air. Along that, Willow has the ability to calm people down, as well as stir up anger within them...

Special thanks to; x x - N 0 V 0 C A i N E