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Calintz Russeir

Gaia name:: Reaping_Chaos137
Cover name(s): Kyoya Zerith A.K.A "Thirteen"
Nicknames: XIII, Kyo
Formal Appearence:

Disguise:

Disguise outfit: You're not looking for ME are you?
Eye color: Ice blue [disguise], rose brown [normal]
Hair color: Silver [disguise], rose brown [normal]
Age: twenty two
Height: 6'1
Gender:
Nationality: Russian, Japanese and American
Special talents/skills: Sports. All kinds of sports. He's fairly good at the piano and cooking. But besides sports, he is very good at sewing. He especially likes to sew stuffed animals and will sometimes take requests.
Personality: Better tell you this before you get hurt later, he's a complete liar. He's not the playboy type of liar. Just a liar. His smiles are all fake when he's being Kyoya and he seems nice most of the time when it will benefit him. But if the social event with whomever will not benefit him, he will be his usual true cold-hearted self with no restraints. If he doesn't like you, he'll say it and will tell anyone to buzz off if he's not in the mood. So his attitude depends on how important you are. He's generally quiet but he does talk if he needs to. As for Thirteen... He's all frowns and seriousness. If he does talk, it would be so rarely that most people just consider him mute. His voice is emoitionless and he's always calm and collected. There are very few people he cares about.
Likes:
Sports
Animals
Cooking
Sewing
Snow
Sweets
reading good books
Dislikes:
Heat
Lazy idiots
Non-cute things
Things that aren't sweet
optimists
bad books
Native country/homeland: He was born in Russia, raised in Japan and moved to America.
Background/history:
To say his family's rich is correct. His father was a Japanese investor while his mother was Russian. They met on business. The marriage was not one of love, but one arranged by his grandparents for benefits since both families were very wealthy. The companies combined and the families grew in financial power. His parents never grew to love each other, just respect one another. His mother and father both had their own affairs after he, thier first born, had entered into the world.

From then on, his parents paid little attention to each other. He was veiwed as the offspring of their political agreement. He isn't the only child however. His mother thought she had done he job in producing an heir while his father's job was just beginning. His little sister is only half flesh and blood. She is of his mother's side and he has a young half brother on his father's side. Though he is still assured to be the heir. He took charge of his education and taught him the rules of business. The first thing Calintz learned to do was business. He could organize an entire company by the time he was eight. Sent to a prestiges school, he found no need to be anyone but the future CEO of the companies. Until something else happened.

He entered in testing and gained something extraordinary from the procedures. He is now thirteen in the arenas and helps out the general populace. That was one of the reasons he was created this way he supposed. His friends in school gave him the name Kyoya because they were his chosen family. In acceptance of such a strange thing, he took it as an alias that even his parents did not know about. He took the other alias, Thirteen, from his birthday. He was born on December the thirteenth. It was to remind him that he had to live in two different worlds to stay hidden. Right now, he is fascinated with the last person he beat. For some reason, she doesn't want her spotlight back...
A theme song fit for them:
Weapon(s) of choice: A sword. A single sword.
Their special powers/Enhancements: Enhanced speed, Enhanced reflexes, enhanced strength, enhanced senses, and his body can take a lot more damage than most.
Anything else: Has a fetish for cute things.

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My name is Vallewida Kyoya Surman
I am eighteen
Can't you tell I am a black knight
I am totally into either floats
My mom wants me to date the cheerleader...
My favourite colour is crimson

I like:
animals
photography
being alone
skateboarding
a good book
all sweets

I can't stand:
animal cruelty
a bad picture
crowds
bitter foods
preppy idiots
jocks
a bad book
his mother
having a dislikes list that's longer than his likes list

You want to know what I'm like?
What can I say? I just don't pay attention to myself all that much. In fact, I don't pay attention to much. But I suppose I can try to spell out my personality. I'm quiet. I mean really quiet. I'm one of those people that stick to the dark corners of a room and become forgotten after time. I doubt half of my teachers even know who I am without looking at the seat assignments. I suppose I'm fairly intelligent. I get A's and B's, the occasional C. But that has little to do with anything. I spend most of my time cooped up in my room. I hate to watch animals being beat up on so I rescue strays and abused animals all the time.

Umm... What else? I guess you can say I'm a negative person. I can connect with my feelings better than a normal guy but I'm not a wuss. I will defend myself if necessary. I abhorr annoying people and idiots. Cheerleaders don't apeal to me at all. I suppose I'm fairly nice. My friends are the only ones that can stand my constant insults. But I speak the truth. If I insult someone, it is my honest to god opinion or the straight out facts. Put in simpler terms, I'm very, very blunt and care little for hurt feelings. Contradictive I know but I won't change who I am because of it. Unlike most people, I'm actually independant and contain thoughts of my own. And yes, I do hold grudges and can sometimes have a quick temper. Other times I'm mellow.

More about my past now?
My mother is French. My father is Japanese. Needless tio say, I took after my mother. They had met when my mother went to work in Japan for a few years. They hit it off right away and nine months later, I came along. A joy to their lives, I lived in Japan for a third of my life. Then my mother was tranferred back to France where I lived another third of my miserable existence. Of course, she got transferred again to America and it seems that this will be a... permanent transfer. That was fine by me. I hate planes. I'm always afraid they'll fall from the sky and we all go bursting into flames.

So I started school here a bit ahead in the knowledge but behind in the language. My father tutored me in english since his job didn't require him to leave home. I became the stereotyped emo because of my interests in clothing. So I like to dress dark and barely have a social life. What's it to the rest of the world? I was content to ignore the high school world. Until my mother brought my happiness to an end. She wants me to hook up with one of the types of people I hate most in life. A freaking cheerleader. Them and their preppy attitudes and two-faced lives... If I wazs the suicidal type, I'd be dead right now... But alas... running away has never been my style. Guess I'll have to live with the torture.

My theme song is Trick and treat - Reborn version

Who controls me?
Reaping_Chaos137

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Train + Eclipse + Raizexxxxxxxxxxxx

.T.h.i.r.t.e.e.n.

.M.a.l.e.

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I AM WRiiTTeN in b l o o d ___++

Oh...? You want to know about me? Why? What interest am I to you? You do not look like the kind to take interest in little boys. Nor do you remind me of a pedifile. So why are you really here? ... Must you pester me so? Fine then. If you must know about my past, I shall begin. Please do not interrupt me. I don't like it when others ask me something and then interrupt my answers.

I was born on a snowy night in the middle of December. The seventeenth to be more exact. It was some time in the morning, or so my mother had claimed. I was a rather happy child I suppose. My father had a decent job and he was able to support us fairly well. My mother pampered me. But that was not the reason I treasured her. She taught me how to read as a small child and bout me books from time to time. They were my only real joy. Not to say that my family wasn't worth my love. I just didn't know how to express such things. It was a tedius task for someone so quiet.

Anyway, my mother became pregnant once more. But this time, she did not survive the birthing. Neither did my little sister. My mother gave birth too early in her pregnancy. Almost three months early in fact. She lost too much blood trying to birth the child and refused to consent to a C-section. So she died the moment the baby was born. She didn't even get to see the stillborn child. My father wept for days. He couldn't handle the stress and was fired from his job. He took to drinking every night and easily became an alcoholic. What a pathetic way to go. I promised myself I would never end up like that. I would learn and I would succeed in life. Not some feckless heap of flesh waiting to fie.

That's what mother would have wanted... I was sure of it. So I left my father to die alone. He was close to death so I doubted he even noticed I was gone. I travelled all over the city, stealing for monety and food. Clothing had not been too important to me at the time so my clothes became rags. Pretty soon I was nothing but a street rat. I hid in alleys and planned robberies. Nothing too high scale. Just small ones for the essentials I needed. I slept in a different pert of the city every night. I was smarter than the average street rat and I always snuck into libraries to read. My vocabulary was that of a college student by the time I was Ten.

I didn't always steal though. I was given things on occasion. I learned that wit was not the only thing needed on the street. Charm was also needed. I became polite and 'cute' to encourage people to buy me things. Some shop owners loved me so much they wanted to adopt me if they could. I preyed mostly on women since they were easiest to fool. All I had to do was pretend I was lost and I had them in the bag. I could probably disarm almost anyone.

That was my life style for so many years... But that all changed when I met two demons. Well, they were demons to me when I frist saw them. Tall, not dark in the appearance but indemeanor, and very perfect creatures. I was in an alley in the middle of the night looking for a safe place to sleep before a pedifile found me or something, when I came across them feeding. I saw a corpse at their feet. My first reaction was primal of nature. It wanted me to run. So I took a small shaky step back. But the smarter part of myself said not to. If I were to run, I was going to die. I was still afraid however.

So I stood my ground and they caught my eye. The first one walked over to me and I just continued to stare. I later learned that his name was Aramas. He didn't have a drop of blood on him and he had a very kind smile. That was enough to make me drop my guard. I just had this strange feeling that he was not going to hurt me. So I smiled back for no real reason at all. The other apprached. He didn't have blood on him either but he seemed to dislike the fact that Aramas was being so nice. This one was his twin, Imphraeal.

Everything from then on was a blur really. All I really know is That I have been travelling with the two and their companions for a while. I also knew that I had been happier and more calm than usual. Certain aspects of my personality never changed though. My hot-headedness was still around. I was also still very much obssessed with cute things like stuffed animals. Aramas was kind enough to buy me some to stick in the room I'm using. I stalk Imphraeal a lot more than Aramas as well. I just love how knowledgeable the two are. I want to learn everything they know. And I will stop at nothing for it.

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BUT of cOUrSe Y O U kNOw___xX

I am a former street rat that has come to be aquianted with the twins of Cain. At first I wasn't sure why I was with them but later it did not matter. I was receiving something important to me in return. I was learning. Ever since I have joined these vampires, I have learned so much more than I had ever thought possible. But I veiw the other vampires of the group rather worthless. The only ones I saw worth respecting were the twins of Cain. Sumia and Dahlia are alright. I suppose I could tolerate the others for the sake of knowledge beyond my wildest dreams.

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lost Paradise ~ Hollywood Undead

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.M.a.l.e.

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I AM WRiiTTeN in b l o o d ___++

Is it odd that I was born a vampire...? Most likely. All others except my brother an I have been mortal once. But we have always been immortal. Blood sucking monsters since the day we were conceived. I would not be surprised if we were the reason she died. We probably drained all the life from our mother. Thus we are the cursed twins of Cain. Damned forever to be unholy beings, never to see the light of day. Darkness is all we would ever know. It was fate. It had to be fate...

I was born the same day my brother was, But I am certainly the oldest. By how long I could never say... But we were pure. We were royalty in the vampire society and we were treated as such. Named princes, we enjoyed a life, or rather an afterlife, of killing. There were no worries. Why would we worry? Our existence was perfect. We always had humans to feed on. We always wreaked havoc wherever we went. I personally enjoyed the massacres. They were exilerating and quite delicious. Especially all those virgins... They were lambs to the slaughter.

What else was expected of us vampires? We received our fun from humans. They feared to come out after dark in fear of becoming the next victim to disappear without a trace. Not that we ever hid the bodies. It had probably been animals that ate their lowly carcasses when we had finished feeding. It was not our fault that their loved ones didn't even get to bury their dead.

But as the years progressed... something changed. I grew tired of our games. Of slaughter. I wanted it all to end. My concious had formed. Something disgraceful. No vampire ever felt guilty for taking the life of food. Toys were always available. It wasn't like they were going to die out any time soon. But human blood began to taste horrible to me. I began to laothe it and killing. That was when my brother and I fought. The tension between us had grown too great. There was nothing i could do to cinvince him that what we did was mortifying and wrong. We had our quarrel and went our seperate ways.

I tried... I really did try not to kill any humans. I stopped myself before I could kill the victim. I stopped feeding everyday. I hid from villages and stayed in cities for short periods of time. But the less blood I drank the more I wanted. So I began to kill again as time passed. It had been such a long time since I killed and i had hoped that my guilt had worn off. It hadn't, yet I still killed. But no matter how many people I killed, I still thirst for more blood. I went into hiding to try and keep myself under control. It was impossible. One day, the chains broke on my self control. I went rampaging through cities at night drinking the blood of all that passed by. Yet I was still unable to control my lust for blood! I needed more! So more I drank...

And I hated myself for it.

After what seemed like years, my brother found me. It wasn't hard. The trail of corpses and blood must have led him right to me. When he found me, I was a wreck. I was hiding in an abandoned mansion dungeon trying to keep the pitiful humans safe from me. The walls had the marks of my fury. the fury UI had directed at myself. When Imphreael had appeared at the door, I was curled up in a far corner of the room. I couldn't even bare to look at him. I didn't feel like myself at all and I could see the emotions he had in his eyes.

He was not alone however. I could smell the humans and other vampires on him as he had appraoched. They did not enter with Imphrael... They stayed at the door or deeper in the mansion. When he squatted in front of me, I flinched away. I was trying to keep myself safe. Even from him. And I was trying to keep him safe from me. By then I already knew why I could never satisfy my lust for blood. I wanted a different blood. I wanted vampire blood. But it was against the laws and I could not tolerate doing such a thing to my own kind.

Of course, I would have to tolerate it. My brother offered himself to me. I couldn't understand why at the time. It was unnatural. But I couldn't force myself to refuse. I took his offer and I drank his blood. At long last I felt the satisfaction I had been missing. But with it came even deeper self loathing and self pity. How could I do that to my own brother? A person I loved and was supposed to protect? I couldn't stop hating myself. What kind of vampire prince was I to do something so disgusting. I'm filthy and not fit to carry on in this world. Even if I'm already dead...

I travell with him now. I have no real choice since he is the only one I could ever drink from. I needed him to survive like I had never needed him before. But our companions are strange. Never once had I imagined my brother travelling with a human, let alone as many as were with us. So something in Imphreael had changed. In some way, that sort of cheered me up. But that never lasted long. I suppose my sins are just too thick.

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An immortal superior to mankind. A monster bred by Cain whom had been cast from heaven by god. Forever cursed to walk the Earth killing those around me. That is what I am. A self-loathing fool that broke the laws of his kind. I drink from my other half; my own brother; to satiate my hunger. I know how much he loves me and in what way his love has formed. But I cannot return such feelings. To desire ones own family is blasphemy even among vampires. But how can I refuse him his heart's desire when he has given me so much...? I should at least let him do what he wants with me...

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.V.a.m.p.i.r.e.

Trick and Treat ~ Reborn version

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Venes ¤ Xepher ¤ Darkmoore

The Basics XXXXX

You rang? → Ven, Xeph or Xepher

I just might be → An enchantress

I'm this many → Seventeen

The date → December 17th

Give it to me baby → Staright as a ruler


Complications XXXXX


Make way → What can I say? I'm calm and collective and a bit on the loony side. Things don't really surprise me and I'm not normal. I don't become angy easily, things don't scare me, i like blood and gore and I hate bullies. Animals are my friends, i like sweets and I'm a pretty blunt person. That can be called cruelty too. I really like to read and I keep secrets pretty damn well, my life goal is to prove men are brutes and idiots.


Once upon a time... → I was born and raised for part of my life in Galla. That is all you need to know of my past.


A Way of Life XXXXX

By pain of death → I fear spiders...

Love it. Fear it. → A variety but I specialize in great Scythes and magic.

Respect the best → Squire for the time being.

If you must know → I'm a girl.

Master of the plan → Reaping_Chaos137

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Nickolas ¤ Adam ¤ Swayte

The Basics XXXXX

You rang? → Nick

I just might be → A god

I'm this many → Unknown

The date → Unknown

Give it to me baby → Staright as a ruler


Complications XXXXX


Make way → Hmm, I'm charming to say the least. And no I am not conceited. But I klnow my good qualities from my bad. I have a morbid sense of humour and likes to flirt with pretty girls. My charm always lands me in a different bed every night. The women just can't get enough of me. I can't get enough of me. But I can be serious when I need to be an protective of my dear ones. My lying skill is pathetic. I also have an obssesion with winning over the hearts of every maiden.


Once upon a time... → I am a god. What more do you need to know?


A Way of Life XXXXX

By pain of death → Settling down with just one person.

Love it. Fear it. → The power of the gods!

Respect the best → Hello? Weren't you listening? I'm a god!

If you must know → I'm obssessed with cute objects!

Master of the plan → Reaping_Chaos137

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-----✖-----Through the Looking Glass
--------------W h i s p e r--m e--a--t a l e--

---The world of Wonderland wasn't always a twisted and dangerous existence. This world used to be known for its lush gardens, beautiful forests, and a land that shone as bright as the sun. Imagination flourished and all around there was happiness and merryment. A paradise, if there ever was one. Then the darkness came in the form of the family of Spades. Power-hungry and caring only for the wealth that Wonderland had, they led a revolt and stormed the Palace of Tears. Just as they reached the Queen's rooms, something happened. From the shadows the Caterpillar and the Mouse fought, letting the Queen, Princess, and Mad Hatter run for their lives. The two died, but with his dying breath, the Caterpillar uttered a prophecy that wold forever taint the Spade's rule.


'From the rivers of blood that flow,
a new reign will come,
bringing the riches of the low.
The saviours are ones that are not spoke of, but forever kown,
and when the sun rises in the west, so shall your reign show death.'


---So, Alice, the Queen, and Mad Hatter ran. With only Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum for assistance -since Rabbit had long since betrayed them- they escaped the castle, but the Tweedles gave their life at the palace gates to allow the three safe passage. Cloaked in the darkness of that bloody night, the three disppapeared into the forest and what transpired there was forever forgotten.

---The Mad Hatter showed them to the portal of the human world. The queen pushed Alice through just as the knights of the spades' army came to claim them. She alone escaped capture and has been living in the human world ever since. The portal was sealed, she would never be able to return to her beautiful wonderland kingdom.

---However, the princess never stopped trying. And three years later, she found her only way in. It was a one way trip. She stepped through the shattered mirror that once belonged to Wonderland and returned to her no longer beautiful world. Wonderland had fallen into a pit of darkness. The people became husks of what they once were, and every day that the Queen didn't appear, their hopes died just a little more. Alice knew nothing of what had happened to her mother and wandered the forest alone, trying to find whatever information she could on what had happened for the past three years.

---Will you help Alice reclaim her kingdom from the clutches of the Spades? Or will you seek her capture and death?

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Ʌʁɐϻɐʂ + Ӂȩҏʮȩʁ + Ѵϕʁȩɫ

「 take a seat... 」


✰ my name is xxxxxxxxx

Aramas Vorel

✰ i was born on xxxxxxxxx

December seventeenth

✰ i am xxxxxxxxx

Twenty-one

✰ i weigh xxxxxxxxx

160 lbs

✰ i'm this many feet xxxxxxxxx

6'1"

✰ i look like xxxxxxxxx

[ T h i s ]



「 care for a cup of tea? 」


✰ my past xxxxxxxxx

Aramas was born in a snowy night to a rich family. he had been raised with ettiquitte and good breeding. They taught him many things about the importance of a human life and that knowledge was everything. His parents refused to spoil him rotten like most and forced him to earn whatever they gave him. That way he would understand what hard work would reap. He was not very appreciative as a young child. But as the years progressed, he began to understand their bidding and actually took a unique interest in technology. That was when he discovered that he could remember plans on almost aything. He bagan to build computers and programme them to be better than what was out in stores. It was almost as if he was part of the creations. This made his parents proud and brought in a profit. His profit. They gave him every penny he earned.

But then war hit. He was no longer able to do all the things he had done. Everything went haywire. He didn't even remember why he had entered into that idiotic project and somehow became a soldier. All he really knew was that he was eventually turned into an undying. His parents never even caught wind, he didn't think. But he also had a hole in his memory. That bothered him but there was nothing to do about it all. He survived the war, traumatized to the point where he was completely okay with killing. When the war ended, he just wanted to go home, if there was a home for him to return to. He was fighting so long, he didn't even know how many years had gone by. But he knew he would forever be twenty one. Of course, the blissful return to the manor was never to come. The church had ordered tham all exterminated and he ran with fifteen others. He refused to die and he refused never to see his home again. His only gaol for living was to see what had become of his dear family. But he lost something in the war and he would never get it back.

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Aramas doesn't have a personality. Well, he does but it's so contradictive it seems completely fake. He can be very quiet at times and go on for days without saying a word. At the same time, he can't go on without saying something. He's awefully blunt and very opinionated. Being undead and all, he has a strange sense of value for life. He beleives everything diserves a chance to live it's life, but his actions say something different completely. He will kill without a second thought and like it. It's just how he is. He's kind. So very kind. He can't stand it when comrades fight and he tries to stay on people's good sides. And to that point, he's a cruel b*****d. He likes to tease people and torment others. It's really quite odd. He;ll apologize for it and make it up to the person later but just doing it to begin with says he's ******** up. It's like a split personality between the new him and the old him. His new self trusts no one. He can't afford it. But he trusts his comrades and only his comrades. Pretty much setting himself up for betrayal with his loyalty.

Oh! And he can be a very charming person. He's very, very good at lying his way out of things and takes nothing for granted. His hobbies include moping, enhancing his weapons, and avoiding human contact. Because of how the church turned on them, he dispises humans. He hates them so much that if one of them were to come too close to him without his okay, he'd shoot them. It was just that simple. His religious beleifs never existed so he has no problem cursing god and burning down churches. It's sort of a never-ending grudge. In that regard, don't get on his bad side. He will hate you for eternity and likely be your end.


✰ i side with xxxxxxxxx

The Undying


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Oh, he has everything he was made to have. The whole enhanced strength and regeneration and whatnot. But he also holds something else. He has an amazing ability with technology. He can control technology to his very will as if he were the technology. This includes being able to make anything that has to do with it and hacking any systems. It may not seem useful, but all of his weapons were designed by him.



「 other 」


✰ mastahhh xxxxxxxxx

gaia name.

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What good is a prize once you have it?


Zexion Xepher Nikolaevich XXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Zex or Xion Or at least people like to shorten my wondrous name to such disgusting ones. Why do people hate me so...?

Oh...? Well, I am a very, very old man. But I assure you, you would never be able to tell since I only look to be twenty at the most.

What do you think? I could never be a lowly human. Don't patranize me dammit!

Obviously I'm M.A.L.E. But if you can't see that yourself... You need some serious corrective lenses XD

I'm fairly skilled at sports. All kinds really. I don't know why but I love them. You should also never play a card game with me. If you get lucky enough to win, you better leave with what you have. You keep playing and I assure you that everything will be lost, for hands are my trait.

If I must have a theme song, It would be something like Poker Face.

Eh... Sorry, City from Hollywood Undead is definately it.

Yuck! what do you take me fore? I never fall in love, therefore I have no love song!

When it's warm out, I like to wear a black shirt with short sleeves and denim jeans. Simple yes?

Cold weather doesn't really affect me. But I wear long-sleeved black or white shirts. Jackets as well. Denim jeans also come with that attire. Even simpler.

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Care for a game of cards...?

When I go to work and It's warm, I wear a sleeveless trenchcoat over a dark vest. And once again, denim jeans. I really like my jeans.

For winter it is a long-sleeved black or white trench coat and jeans.

Weapon? I'm a freaking V.A.M.P.I.R.E, what the hell do I need weapons for?! But I guess I do use bladed cards every so often.

I am in chains with The Sorcerres. But how long do you think that will last?

Sorry, it seems card games are just not for you.

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Let MY story be TOLD

Ah ha ha... I would like to say I was born a vampire, but I wasn't. But I can say that I was born to be a vampire. Or at least that's how I see it now. I hadn't at first but things change all of the time. So do people. So I'll start in the beginning so you can keep up with me. Not that I mean any offense, it's just most humans are really quite slow. My apologees if I hurt anyone's feelings. It's just the simple truth. Accept it.

I was born on a cold and stormy night. It was snowing outside as my mother tried to give birth to me. The wet nurses in the room ran around frantically. I only know this because my mother had told me the story of my birth. So forguive me if the story is a bit strange. Anyway, it took hours of hard work for me to finally pop out of her body. The way my mother had explained it, I was not willing to be birthed so easily. It seemed I wished to stay in her womb a bit longer. But either way, I was birthed, blue and still. They thought I was dead for the umbulical cord was wrapped around my neck, choking me. My mother cried when she saw me. But just as the wet nurse was about to leave the room with my body, I began to cry.

Everyone was overjoyed that I was not still born. Despite the near death experience, I grew to be a rather healthy young boy. My father taught me how to handle the estate affairs. I was to govern our territory after all. My mother taught me manners and how to be a coutesan. The skill came to me quite naturally. As I grew older, my father took me to the castle to be trined as a knight, so that I may learn to defend myself. And that was what I did. I became a superb fighter with a great imagination for fighting styles. I was always different from the other knights. Always. They envied my friendliness with the court ladies. They all flocked around me.

At the age of twenty, my father died of an unknown illness. I later learned that it was cancer. But that was much, much later. I was born in the early 1500s after all. On my way home, I came across this strange woman at an Inn. Instead of me being the one to seduce her with my pretty words, she seduced me with her eyes. I willingly let her slaughter me. But she gave me life to be her companion forever. I bacame a vampire, a nocturnal stalker of the world. But she was soon to die after turning me. I had at least learned the ways of the vampire before them. It was just strange. I quickly got the hang of feeding though. I never denied what my desires were. I went for virgin blood if I could. But not just those of females, but of amales as well.

I seduced all with my natural charm before but with the vampire in me, it became so much easier. I would play with my prey and make them love me. But once I became bored, I tore the toy to peices and found a new, more entertaining, toy. I had done so for many years. Until one day I was finally caught. They hunters had been tracking me for years. Unable to destroy me, they sealed me away with five others. I slept for who knows how long! But of course, it was only fate that I be reawakened from such a forced slumber. Now I help this sorceress with what she wishes. It matters not to me. Untli she fall in love with me, I will not kill her.

Now that I am awakened in this new age, i picked up a few new habits. I no longer drink human blood thanks to these damn humans, but I do gamble a lot. I take many risks in what I do... It's just how I am. Care for a game of cards...?

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Let's put me in a small paragraph for you to understand. I'm a sly and sleezy b*****d that messes with the hearts of men and women. Don't be alarmed though... I can't kill you because I'm being closely watched all of the damn time. It annoys me sometimes but not all that often. I like to annoy the woman that had awoken me from my slumber. She is my new goal. I want her to fall for me, and once she does, our bond will be broken. My one policy is simple. Don't kill until they fall for you. My motto? "what good is a prize once you have it?"




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My controller is...
Reaping_Chaos137
The name given to me is...
Azoth
I have counted this many birthday candles...
24
In relationships I am...
What sexual orientation? I like them all.
I am human but I am loyal to...
Myself of course
This is how I act now deal with it...
Ah... What I am like. Listen well for this is a privilege. I am the king after all. I like control. I don't like it when things go my way so I guess you can call me selfish. My needs have always been important. I don't much for others. Power is my goal in life and I shall receive it. But I suppose I can be rather polite if you are important enough to me. Someone I might want to play with for instance. Self control is my very essense. Never will be a day anyone would ever see me in a bad mood or with a frown. Even if something were to go wrong, I would be more than happy to deal with it myself. It is my specialty after all. I manipulate those around me like pawns. You might be one of them.
What I like is...
Power
Control
winter
What I dislike is...
Chaos
The goddesses
Hot weather
This is my history...
What's there really to tell? I was born on a cold snowy night as a prince of this beautiful kingdom. I grew up spoiled and raised to have actual manners. But I was also taught how to rule efficiently. Then I began to wonder as I grew... What if I became a god? That way I could rule my kingdom forever! I would be the greatest royal this land had ever seen. So I began to plan. I planned on how to obtain immortality and great [power. I was a brilliant knight and could easily fight for myself. My plan became that of murder. The twin goddesses would die and I would be the only one left for the people to worship. Or they would die defying me. I never let that part be too well known at first, but rumours spread like wild fire. Especially when it has something to do with me.
When I look in the mirror I see...
The one with purple hair ^^

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Azier

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In Wonder Land, You'll know me as The Mad Hatter

Azier Darkmoore XXXXXXXXXXXXX
Would you care for some tea?

My imaginary mother calls me Az. The rest of the people call me by name or Mad Hatter. That can also be shortened to Hatter.

I've turned the beautiful age of twenty-one :]

Didn't I just state this? The Mad Hatter, obviously. D<

You truly must be an idiot. Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum are smarter than you. I have M.A.L.E parts thankyou.

If anything, I would have to say it's this pleasant tune... Isn't it just marvelously peaceful? I love it.

A fight song... I suppose Be My Escape from Relient K. It seems some what suited...

Love song...? I may not be so cruel as to say I dispise the prospect of love, but what good comes from it?

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Would you like some fresh tea?

I am powerful in the ancient wonderland arcane arts. Yes, the greatest spells of Wonderland were lost long ago but thankfully, my predicessor was able to recover them. I have all the abilities he had and much, much more now. I suppose that would be conjuring for I can do many things with my powers, but I can not bring one back from the dead...

It may be a bit odd for someone like me, but I do ever so love the scythe as my weapon. It's range is wondrous.

My attire? Hmm... I vary from day to day. Sometimes I will dress like the traditional mad hatter does in a suite and a top hat. But that is only on certain days, such as the day or his death... On other days, such as those days where I feel colorful, I wear lolita style suites for the goth. It really is quite interesting. But not many can see my tastes for some reason. I'm often seen in a single black cloak however. It is the majority of what I wear. With that outfit, I wear a blindflod for the world is ugly. The blindfold is only included when outside the Hatter manor. I cannot stand what the queen has done to Wonderland... It truly is ugly... And then, when I feel like reading, I will wear a casual outfit. Mainly a black vest and put on my reading glasses.

I like sweets. I tend to bake a lot in my manor and with it comes Tea. I absolutely love tea. It is what I drink and nothing else. I also like the company of the Cheshire cat, White rabbit and Butterfly. The chisire cat tends to be in my company more but I have no problems with that.

What do I dislike? Pointless questions with an obvious answer. They tend to annoy me quite a bit. Another thing I hate is when I see Wonderland outside The Hatter Manor. It is a hideous place to see and I will not look at what that witch has done to it. Perhaps one of the most annoying things in my life is when someone is rude enough to let their tea go cold...

I guess you're just not the type for tea...

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SO I TAkE it YoUR lOst in WOnDERLaND

Oh, this is certainly a story to tell! I was born in what is known as the Blossom village. A nice quiant place but I didn't belong. Why? Because I am not a plant person and I certainly have no luck in that area. I have no idea why I was there, but I suppose my mother thought it safer than where I had truly been born. That is a mystery in which I never wish for others to solve. So I will relinquish such a topic from my heart and mind. You should do the same. Or would you prefer I forcefully make you forget? Yes, it is a touchy subject.

I left the village one day in search of truth. I stumbled upon an old manor. That manor was filled with books. It was amazing. I sat myself down and the first thing I read is the Mad Hatter's journal. I learned many things from that manor as I aged. I learned all the secrets he had and became what he was. But in the process I can't he;p but think that I may have lost something in my quest for knowledge. It could have been anything. My pet tends to say it is my sanity. But how can I trust the words of a cat?

Ah, I have forgotten to mention her have I? Well, once I claimed the name of the mad Hatter, I began to seek others with power. I found a descendant of the Chishire cat, the Caterpillar and the White rabbit. One by one I went to them and I asked them to help me defend the lands from Alice. How I hated that woman. I still do actually. For what reasons? Well, that would fall under the touchy subject of earlier. I learned many things in the manor, including the mystery of my parents. But that is not for your ears. The cheshire cat is my pet. I do not know why, but no matter how many times she leaves, she always returns. I tend to call her a pet because of how she is.

I like to talk as you can see, but not everything I saty will make sense. At times I tend to zone out of my world and into another only to fall asleep and dream of angels. Strange yes? Well, I can sleep at all times for whatever reason. However, lately I have been stressed beyond my body's capacity to ignore. I fear that if I do not get the propper rest, I just might die a painful death. My words are often jokes, funny for all at times. They can make fun or entertain, but never shall they lie. I don't beleive in lying so I do not indulge. But I know when others do lie. I can sense such things.

Have you ever wondered what it would be like if the looking glass never existed? I just want to stay far away from humanity and the residents of this land. But those are thoughts that never surface, therefore they are not real at all. Or am I simply dillusional and fooling only myself? I do not see my own flaws, though I am sure I have them. What am I to do? I need help... I need a savior for myself...

I am not a fickle person, rather focused really. My goal is to free wonderland. However, I harbor dark secrets that can also ensure that Alice will reign forever. My goal is to stop that. Pray I never look into that accursed looking glass and become an evil Hatter. That would be disasterous with the powers I hold. I would rather sit at home with tea than be out in the danger of the land but I must defend it. It is the only way to save our once beautiful Wonderland. So I work with these defenders I have chosen and now we must find the ace warriors we have mislocated. How oh how will they fare on their own?

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Who, oh who, oh who am I? I am the Mad Hatter that cannot lie. I see your soul, I see your eyes, you look old, but so do I. I jest with you my dears. I am not the Cheshire cat. Though I tend to make fun of her rhymes, I can never match her. I am the greatest magician that Wonderland has seen, and I am the one that brought the defenders. What am I to do about the queen? She has gone too far and I will no longer stand for it. I can't sit still, so I must fight! Come to my aid, or you won't live to see light.


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Come, come~
Come to my brilliant tea party.

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Would you care for some tea?

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Calintz Darkmoore

♥ Hi, i'm your special server today, you can call me ➸ - - - — - - -

Ritz or Cal

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December 17

♥ Hmmm...? Now what was that number again? ➸ - - - — - - -

22

♥ Look and see. It's no secret. ➸ - - - — - - -

Kinda obvious. I'm definately a guy.

♥ Which do you prefer? I'm sure I'll be to your liking... ➸ - - - — - - -

Straight as an arrow.

♥ Will you accept me this way? Or shall I peirce your heart with steel? ➸ - - - — - - -

Must you always ask such silly questions? I belong to the queen of hearts.

♥ Why not come and mingle? ➸ - - - — - - -

I am the Assassin. Who else could murder so many former heart citizens in the night?

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• Gold
• Black
• 6'1
• Pale white and Formal

→ Me? Hmmm... I would have to say that I dress appropriately for one that serves the queen and princess of hearts. My tastes are rather nice as well. Expensive formal wear normal in the colors of black. That way, you won't be able to see the blood stains. It contrasts with my snow white skin. But if you dare compare me to Snow White, I'll be sure to cut off your head and add t to my collection. Tall and lean. Yes, I may look like a twig to many of you muscle bound morons, but it is merey because I am agile and qute athletically fit. I have no need for muscle when agility is all that matters for my skills. Oh yes, I mustn't forget. My eyes are gold and my hair is black. Don't stare too long though, you may stop breathing and end up in a grave. It really isn't polite to just stand agape in front of someone.

♥ How's the cell? Is it to your liking? ➸ - - - — - - -

Apathetic; Cold; Cacophonic; Lonely

You apparently have no clue of who I am... Well, lets see. I'm sure you know the basics so let's get a bit more elaborate with my personality. I am and will most likely always be, and apathetic cold-hearted harsh b*****d. People are dying in the streets? Your mother or father just died? Who cares? I sure as hell don't. My acute case of apathy syndrom keeps me from being able to feel sympathy for others. That is why I make such a great assassin. Feelings are for the weak. So don't expect me to have them. Do the math before profiling me and lumping me in with anyone, kay? Oh yes, I will indeed give you the cold shoulder. I most likely won't even speak with anyone if they don't interest me or if they don't have a use. Don't expect flowered up reports on things from me either. Bluntness runs in my blood. My words have hurt more than one person before. They will hurt many more. But despite this outer appearnace, I do feel this longing for companionship. In otherwords, yes, I am lonely. But I still push others away. So I just might feel this way forever. What more does a murderer like me diserve?

Cruel; Sadistic; Teasing

Heh heh. It's frowned upon isn't it? In some ways, I'm no different from the king of spades. Why? Well, I love to torment my enemies. And in fact, they are the ones that receive this emotion and trait full on. I'm not the nicest person around. If you get in my way, I'll cut you down. Be you man, woman, or child. It makes no difference to me. But you won't get a fast and easy death either. I like to take my time playing with my prey. I am a sadist at heart after all. Nothing gives me more joy than to watch my oponent writhe in pain or beg for their life to be spared. And you don't know how many of them died, still twitching and moaning, crying their eyes out. The scent of their sweet blood as it poured onto the soil and the sweet cries of their agony. Sometimes it's like I live for those moments. But don't get me wrong. I don't kill everyone. I do have those few people that are alive that I like to tease. It's my only real source of entertainment these days.

Loyal; Untrusting; Intelligent; Cocky; Kind…?

Are you afraid yet? Ha ha ha. I bet you are. If not, then good for you. Because now comes the less sinister but more surprising aspects of me. My loyalty for the queen runs deep. Despite what she had done. But I can't hate someone I serve s dearly... right? Well, truth be told, I hate the queen of hearts, but I am here most loyal servant. I will not betray her. Why? Well.... that's my secret. Maybe you'll know one day. But you should also know that I lack a strong ability to trust. I will not trust anyone other than myself. But if you do somehow manage to get past my defenses, welcome to my circle of friends. Because then, you won't have to fear me. I'm really quite over-protective when it comes down to that cirlcle. Now in other standars, I am considerd iteligent. Quite so actually. Something I had been working on for years. It's so I cannot fall behind my greates rival. So you could imagine how cocky I really am. Confidence in my abilities are what keeps me in good spirits. But my head can get a little big. Thus I wear a hat to cover it up. And as for kindness? Well, what do you think? Would you call me kind? No one would. Neither would I myself call me kind. But I must admit that I do have these strange episodes where I do care about others and I do act nice. I have been trying to rid myself of such things for years as well. But it tends to elude me...

♥ Oh? So you want to here my story? Then sit down in the iron maiden and I shall begin. ➸ - - - — - - -

Just another day…
>>>>>>> Just another life.

Aren't you tired of hearing about a sinister psychopath like me? Geez... Well, on with my snorefest then. I was born on a very cold winter's night on December 17th. Now they say children born on that day are sweet and kind. And truth be told, so was I. I was born into a loving family that had always wanted me. My given name was and still is, Calintz Darkmoore. My family was a high ranking noble family so you can imagine the wealth I was born into as the only son. But I did have two older sisters. Or rather, two older half sisters. Thier mother had died quite some time ago. And I was my father's illegitimate son. But he loved me all the same. My sisters Mary and Suzane begged to differ. So we never got along. But that is veering off track of things. My mother was a maid and she had had a seret affair with my father whom soon after my birth, decided to marry her. So I became legitimate thanks to that. But you can imagine that two people didn't like that at all. But what could they do when all my father did was dote on me and spend time with me? Where was their chance to do anything at all?

The answer; everywhere.

I grew up a rather spoiled yet happy child. Yes, much different from my current state of mind. But that doesn't change what I was so long ago. I was set to be tutored by the best of them and learned quickly. When I was eight, my mother died. Not so tragic for me. Back then, I was already feeling the affects of my lack of sympathy towards others. But it was more hate than aything that drve me to be silent on the day of her death. Not hate for my mother though. Hate for her murderers. Yes, I knew who they were. I had seen them plan it out day by day after all. My dear older sisters had decided that my mother wasn't well cultured enough to remain in our world. So in order to be rid of her, they poisoned her. I loved poisons. It was a hobby of mine to collect them. So it was easy access. My sisters had stolen a vile of one of my most dangerous poisons. They were hoping to frame me. Too bad they had never had the chance to actually blame it on me. I poisoned them myself.

>>Change is always inevitable<<

From then on I was watched like a hawk. My father feared I too would soon depart for the after life and made sure to confine me in the manor. He refused to let out even if it was only in the garden. He grew obssessed with protecting me, his only heir. And as time passed, I grew fed up and bitter. There was no real reason for him to act like that. But I tolerated it for many years. At least until my father also passd away. Oh don't judge. I wasn't the one that killed him. It was his own tired heart that did it. He died of age and illness that had absolutely nothing to do with me. I wasn't so disturbed at that point that I would venture to kill my own father. My sisters had it coming to them. But back to the story. I was then able to take control of my own estate. From then on, I was forced to be different, but still relatively happy with life. So how did I turn into such a horrible person? Well, the story's not over yet.

When I turned sixteen, I entered service of the queen. Because of my intelligence and witt, I was able to become an advisor at a very young age indeed. Who would have expected an earl like myself to do such a thing? It was through invitation that I accepted the job. Not that I ever aspired to do aything about it. But as time passed, several things happened. Nit picky details of my life and I somehow ended up becoming the queen's assassin. I myself don't quite remember the process at all. It was as if I was implanted with a memory or something. Perhaps the memory was extracted instead? Either way, I had no idea how an advisor became the top assassin. Being that it was me, I became slightly confused but lived with it. But this isn't the life changing matter I was speaking of. This one was just how I bacame what I am. Not who I am. So let's look deeper into my chamber of secrets. So don't tell anyone.

Over and done,
>>>>>> Yet still around for more…

Heh heh... So you lasted this far into the story? I'm sure you're gettingbored by now. But anyway. I was young, and I was seeking what all men my age were. A young woman to share my bed and life. Unlike most men, I found a rare beauty that could accept that I murdered people for a living. Stella was stunning and beautiful. She loved to laugh and smile and cook. The perfect angel. But she was a commoner and the dealings of a noble of my class with a commoner was frowned upon horribly. So it was a secret relationship. We did love eachother. I loved her with all my heart. My now torn and tattered heart that refuses to heal. I eventually proposed to her. She was kind enough to accept and I was going to tell everyone of our relationship. I was a black sheep after all. What else could you expect from me? Nothing other than things out of the ordinary. But before I could announce anything, I was confronted by the queen. She had known about this relationship the entire time. And big surprise, she hadn't approved of it.

She ordered me to behead Stella.

My blood was cursed. It had to be. No one I ever cared about seemed to survive at all. But I refused to kill the one person I held most dear, no matter how obedient and loyal I was to the queen. There were just some things that could not be done. But she was prepared for this. She had the guards take me to the courtyard, where they would be holding a public execution. I already knew about the execution but not of whom they were executing. I found out it was Stella. The queen accused her of treason to the crown. But I knew it was not true. So I did what I could. I pleaded with the queen, but she gave the order to behead my dear love. I could not reach her before the blade descended upon her nape and severed her head from the rest of her body. I grew an indistinguishable flame of hatred for the queen that day. But I still remained loyal. Do you see why it would be so hard to beleive I was still on her side? Heh heh. That hatred changed me though. I bacame distant and cruel. Someone the queen had never expected from someone who was once so laid back... Til this day, I still think she lay awake at night, wondering if I would come to exact revenge on her that night.

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~ H A R D C A N D Y - I will do a lot for my favorite hard sweets. My sweet tooth doesn't rule my life though. That is actually what is so surprising to me myself.

~ F R I E D S C A L L O P S - Possibly my favorite kind of food. If anything, I wish I could eat this and only this for the rest of my life. Just dangle this in front of me and you could almost guaruntee a truthful answer to any question from me.

~ B L O O D - Pretty simple. I just like the smell, taste and feel of the liquid that gives people life. To me, it feels like power.

~ S T U F F E D A N I M A L S - This is actually supposed to be a secret. I just can't help myself. It's probably one of my few weaknesses. Blackmail is always possible if you knew my secret fetish for these cute and cudly toys.

~ B A T T L E - It just makes me feel alive. I can't find anything quite as exciting as this at present.

~ W O L V E S - I just think they're a better symbol for loyalty and trust. Things I wish I still had for others.

~ M O O N L I G H T S T R O L L S - Yes, I loves the night. It is all I really do that can relax me on a boring day.

~ T H E Q U E E N O F H E A R T S - Can you blame me? She killed my love.

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~ B I T T E R F O O D S - I just can't stand anything that didn't have a nice taste like candy. So I like to avoid most vegetables.

~ S P I D E R S - They simply disgust me. I can't stand the sight of such creatures and kill them immediately should I ever come across them.

~ C A T S - They bother me. Mainly since I'm allergic to cats.

~ I D I O T S - Must I explain? They're too annoying for someone with my personality.

~ H O T W E A T H E R - I was born and raised in winter weather. It's no wonder I hates the opposite.

~ H A P P Y C O U P L E S - It reminds me far too much of my past so I can't even stand the sight of them. But I won't bother them. Just leave the area.

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Love makes you weak.

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The end and the beginning

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Steelblue and silver

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-----✖-----Through the Looking Glass
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"What's wrong, Alice?"
"My parents are... gone..."
"What else is wrong, Alice?"
"Something's... broken."
"What's broken, Alice?"
"Something... important..."


---Beyond a shattered looking glass, fairytale becomes nightmare, imagination becomes madness, toys become weapons, friend becomes foe and time is running out. Alice grew up, so did Wonderland. Now in a twisted world, nothing is ever right. The sun no longer shines in the sky, for eternal darkness has set with the looking glass broken and it's peices no longer able to be found. The rules have changed, the playing feild strange, and no one knows what to do.How did all of this happen? How did wonderland, the land of dreams, become the worst nightmare Alice would ever experience? We shall start from the beginning...



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[align=right][size=18][b][color=color1]【[/color] [color=color2]Welcome to Wonderland, now please leave.[/color] [color=color1]】[/color] [color=white]++++[/color] [/align]

[size=10][align=center] ANIME IMAGE HERE ! (nothing extremely big)
[url=html] extra [/url] [url=html] picture links [/url] [url=html] here [/url]
(no using pictures of popular anime characters. try to find original pictures. [/align] [/size]
[align=center] [size=15][b] [color=white]_____________[/color] TITLE HERE [/b][/size] [/align]
[align=center] [size=20][b]NAMEHERE[/b][/size] [/align]

[list][size=12] [color=color1]♥[/color] [color=color2][b]hi, i'm your special server today, you can call me[/b][/color] [color=color1]➸ - - - — - - - [/color] [/list][/size]
[size=10] [list][list][list] Nickname(s) [/list][/list][/list] [/size]
[list] [size=12][color=color1]♥[/color] [color=color2][b][/color] My day of life was when...?[/b][color=color1]➸ - - - — - - - [/color] [/size][/list]
[size=10] [list][list][list] Birthdate [/list][/list][/list] [/size]
[size=12][list] [color=color1]♥[/color] [color=color2][b]Hmmm...? Now what was that number again?[/b][/color] [color=color1]➸ - - - — - - - [/color] [/list][/size]
[size=10] [list][list][list] Age [/list][/list][/list] [/size]
[size=12][list] [color=color1]♥[/color] [color=color2][b]Look and see. It's no secret.[/b][/color] [color=color1]➸ - - - — - - - [/color] [/list][/size]
[size=10] [list][list][list] Gender [/list][/list][/list] [/size]
[size=12][list] [color=color1]♥[/color] [color=color2][b]Which do you prefer? I'm sure I'll be to your liking...[/b][/color] [color=color1]➸ - - - — - - - [/color] [/list][/size]
[size=10] [list][list][list] Sexuality [/list][/list][/list] [/size]
[size=11][list] [color=color1]♥[/color] [color=color2][b]Will you accept me this way? Or shall I peirce your heart with steel?[/b][/color] [color=color1]➸ - - - — - - - [/color] [/list][/size]
[size=10] [list][list][list] FACTION [Queen or Alice?][/list][/list][/list] [/size]
[size=12][list] [color=color1]♥[/color] [color=color2][b]Why not come and mingle?[/b][/color] [color=color1]➸ - - - — - - - [/color] [/list][/size]
[size=10] [list][list][list] What you are to your faction[/list][/list][/list] [/size]

[align=right][size=18][b][color=color1]【[/color] [color=color2]DIRTY DETAILS![/color] [color=color1]】[/color] [color=white]++++[/color] [/align][align=right][size=8]d i d n ' t y o u k n o w ? m o n s t e r s g o [color=color][ sound here ][/color] [color=color]★[/color][color=white]++++++[/color][/align][/size]

[list][size=12][color=color1]♥[/color] [color=color2][b]Come closer. Your eyes aren't what they used to be.[/b][/color] [color=color1]➸ - - - — - - - [/color] [/list][/size]
[list][list][list][size=10]THIS IS YOUR EVERYTHING AREA!!! Put personality and bio and likes and whatever else even appearance if you want. But it all has to be placed here in AT LEAST FOUR DECENT PARAGRAPHS!!! Thank you! ^^[/size]

[list][size=12][color=color1]♥[/color] [color=color2][b]Whom is on MY mind all the time...? [/b][/color] [color=color1]➸ - - - — - - - [/color] [/list][/size]
[size=10] [list][list][list]CRUSH if any[/list][/list][/list] [/size]
[list][size=12][color=color1]♥[/color] [color=color2][b]does the music set the right mood? [/b][/color] [color=color1]➸ - - - — - - - [/color] [/list][/size]
[size=10] [list][list][list]theme song[/list][/list][/list] [/size]
[list][size=12][color=color1]♥[/color] [color=color2][b]isn't the decor fantastic?[/b][/color] [color=color1]➸ - - - — - - - [/color] [/list][/size]
[size=10] [list][list][list]posting colour(s)[/list][/list][/list] [/size]
[list][size=12][color=color1]♥[/color] [color=color2][b]What i do is this one's fault...[/b][/color] [color=color1]➸ - - - — - - - [/color] [/list][/size]
[size=10] [list][list][list]user name [/list][/list][/list] [/size]