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I want you bleeding
ashes, ashes


      × ` - - PLEDGE of คllegiคnce | | I have pledged my Allegiance to Orochimaru.

      × ` - - foun∂ ค REASON | | He offered me power, and I refused. He gave me a curse, and my hand was forced. I have no where else to go besides stay by his side. That is my only reason.

      × ` - - τhe soul's SHADOฬ | | My cure mark is in between both collarbones in the small circular dent where all you have to do is stab a needle through to paralyze or even kill someone in. And it hurt like a b***h when he bit me too. The curse mark looks like a triangle with black orbs at each point. There is writing on the outer edge of the orbs and writing on the inside along the triangular walls. There are also lines that come together in a point in the middle of it all. Pretty complicated really, nothing like the ones I had seen on the others that had been cursed, excluding my current teammates of course. How he managed to give a different curse to each person is beyond me and I don't much care to find out. If he wants to make people strong enough to possibly kill him, it's his death wish.

      Level one of my curse mark is simple. When it activates, the barriers around the words completely disappear and cover my entire body. It's like being written on with a pen, or at least that's what it feels like to me. I don't much care as long as it does its job and gives me power to defeat my enemies. It spreads until my body looks like the seal itself with some extra points to it too. It's a shame it doesn't give me enough power to defeat everyone. My second form is far more powerful.

      When level two activates, the writing spreads all around my body until it goes black but eventually seeps into my eyes. Thy become black fuly, even the white and it looks like there is nothing but a dark abyss. Quite intimidating to most actually. My family seal that keeps others safe from my kekkai genkai is officially omit at this point and my skin becomes toxic once more. Just having contact with me can cause an opponent to lose their life. My weapons also fuse with my body, creating a strong nigh impenetrable armor at the layer of my skin. But my skin does become generally darker, almost the color of my hair. Which also reminds me, my hair turns white in this form.


      × ` - - shiny METAL objecτs | |

      ❇❈❉❊❋Senbon:: They may not be effective to most ninjas, but most ninjas don't use them the way I do. A poke int he right spot can temporarily or perminently paralyze someone. The right spot can kill instantaneously or slowly and when mixed with poisons there is little chance of survival. I know all the points int he body that with the right size and length of a needle, can cause great damage. Best part is, I don't have to get close to the opponent either.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Syringes & Poisons:: They aren't bulky so they are difficult to spot on my person. They are almost flat and have no needles. I can create the needles when I please, knowing they will be sterile when I need them. But this is not only a weapon of choice. I carry them around because I am a medic and need them for healing every so often as well. Most of the viles are filled with poisons of course but there are empty ones meant for other uses as well. Most of the poisons are paralysis poisons because I don't much like quick kills. They tend to immobilize the body only. Atleast the body from the neck down.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Trinkets:: The jewelry I possess is not there for pretty reasons. They are my special metals that I can change into anything I want with my chakra. They react only to my chakra and I have more on me than meets the eye. I am very fond of changing them into a chain with a spear head and hooks along the chain. It was designed to cause a painfully slow death after all. My favorite weapon to use when interogating as well.


      × ` - - мy TRUMP cคr∂ | |

      ❇❈❉❊❋Chakra Control / Chakra Amount:: I am gifted with an immense amount of chakra. So it was necessary for me to learn how to control this abhorrent mount. I have mastered control over my own chakra and can sometimes take it from somone else if in a close enough proximity. But only if it's necessary, which I doubt it will be often. This skill helps me in battle, especially if I need to heal others. I particularly need it for surgery without breaking skin. That requires a chakra scalpel and the stitching too. I can manifest it into physical form after all.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Ninjutsu:: It's... a forte I suppose. I needed to know advanced ninjutsu so I took the time to learn it all. My knowledge of such things mostly extend into my healing since that was what I was specializing in, no? A medic needs their skills.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Speed:: As a medic, i need to be able to dodge as many blows as possible since if I died, I could help no one. I had mastered a speed that was almost impossible to reach. My speed also gives me an advantage over those that I need to get close to without losing a limb.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Accuracy:: I don't miss.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Fuuinjutsu:: Sealing arts are a specialty to me. I use them fairly often, and I often seal charkra away with the Gogyou Fuuin seal. But I have my own seals as well.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Genjutsu:: I use this skill often to change my own appearance. It may only be an illusion but it does the trick. I use it so often, I've become very skilled int he area.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Memory:: I don't know why but whatever I see, I never forget. I have always been able to remember every detail about something or someone. I'm a walking map if I've been somewhere before.


      × ` - - CAN'T τคke iτ | |

      ❇❈❉❊❋Physical condition:: I don't have the strongest body around but I am stronger than a normal person. Unfortunately, I can get beat up pretty badly without a sheild of some sort to aid me. So I tend to avoid physical combat.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Summoning:: I'm not very good at this at all. I would much rather spend my chakra in other areas. But I do have one contract even if I don't use it often at all.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Taijutsu:: I was never able to hone physical strength well so i left training my body out of my schedule. So I would prefer to avoid any fighting that causes me to get hurt directly.


      × ` - - τhe FAMILY secяeτ | | The Fujiwara bloodline has a very dangerous Kekkai Genkai. Our blood is litterally poison. Just touching one of use could cause you to become very sick and die. Our blood can be drawn only from special needles since it also has a dissintergrating effect on anything that penetrates the skin. If the blood is spilled, the evaporation can also be toxic. All family members that have the kekkai genkai will be immune of course. But everyone else is in danger just by being near us. It generally runs in the male children of the Fujiwara family but on occasion a girl will be born with it. However, not all of the effects are bad. The host will have an accelerated healing effect and can get hurt only to heal far quicker than most. A fatal blow may not kill a Fujiwara with the Kekkai Genkai.

      The dangerous nature was a reason for the family to find a way to seal the outward effects without limiting the bloodline in its power. Taht was how the family seal was created. The seal took eight years to grow and take effect but once it was activated, the skin was no longer lethal. Physical contact alone could no longer kill another but the blood itself was still toxic. This blood could be manipulated freely by the host to cover objects but the seal prevented it from covering skin. However, the blood, if put on somone, could still kill. I found something new about my kekkai genkai that no one else even knew. The blood that was poison and used to kill, could also be used to heal. It actually strengthened the effect of healing jutsus and the blood, if thinned out enough and mixed with the correct herbs could heal a person fatally wounded. Or at least try to.


      × ` - - мy bค∂คss SUPERPOฬERS | |

      ❇❈❉❊❋Poison coating:: I can coat anything with my blood to turn it into a lethal dose. I could even coat the very ground I walked on if need be.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Poison mist:: I create a poisonous mist with my chakra combined with my blood. It is not toxic enough to kill someone but it will certainly paralyze them or make them very sick, depending on how much they inhaled. It's not that different from a normal mist and the color it still a milky white so most can't tell the difference at all.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Winged armor:: I change all my metals into wings that shield me of their own accord. I use it when I need to protect myself from attacks when healing another.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Shower:: My metal changes into chains infused with my chakra that is strengthened by my kekkai genkai and they follow the enemy raining from the sky or from underground in zig-zag motions.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Rotting Swamp:: By letting my chakra seep around me after infusing and strengthening it with my kekkai genkai, it with cover an area and kill everything with acid. I will remain unaffected of course.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Shock:: Since I do have some lightning jutsus, I can fuse it with my metal weapons to give an electric shock on contact.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Sphere:: My metals form a sphere around my opponent, trapping them, leting nothing in or out, not even air. The enemy could die of suffocation if I let them.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Shield:: The metal fuses with my Chakra and turns into a shield to block incoming metal blows. Like a knight with shield and sword. Only I lack a sword.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Drain:: I drain the poisons and toxins from another's body into my own. It affects me but can never be fatal.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Sustain:: I can litterally make my chakra continue to beat a heart the is about to stop to sustain a person's life long enough for me to save it. But it drains me greatly of my own chakra since it must help keep someone alive. They're ouit of luck once my chakra is gone, however.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Seals:: I can seal any part of the bodies functions with this seal. I can even seal ones involuntary use of their heart, stopping it, killing the person. Dangerous but I have to make physical contact with the person.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Summoning:: I have a contract with foxes. Only use them when i really need to. I don't want to be unprepared if I face an opponent with a contract as well.

      ❇❈❉❊❋Acidic death:: This is a last resort move.I release all of my chakra from my body with my kekkai genkai to form a three-headed acid chakra fox. Whatever it touched rots and dissolves. It ios quick and won't disappear until the enemies in the area are dead. This leaves me vulnerable too thouygh...
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they all fall down


      × ` - - яeค∂ мy LIPS | | "What can heal can kill and vice versa."
      × ` - - DANCE ωiτh мe | | Devotion and Desire
      × ` - - τคsτe τhe RAINßOฬ | | crimson, coral, and light coral


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              The lies simply pile until they crumble in ruin.


                  In the end, were the towers even necessary when the truth always reveals itself?


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Azrael Lucien Dakmoore


          Twenty-four

          City Illumanarium

          Male

          Spear, bow and sword

          Lightning and the ability to weild magical wepons


                  Distant

                  Level-headed

                  Cruel

                  Kind

                  Honorable

                  Loyal

                  Polite

                  Patient


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            I was born in the most wealthy city on December the seventeenth. My parents, nobles, had already had three brothers before me but were still happy to welcome another. My father deemed me Azrael Lucien Dakmoore. My family was high in power and close to the royal family of sorts. Everyoen in it had been a knight or a guard of some sort in the palace and as a son, I was expected to join my brothers in the castle to also become a sword for the royal families use. But that's getting a bit ahead of myself. The only thing that is truly notable is that my family was a very honorable one and expected perhaps a little too much from their children.

            As the years progressed, I was taught many things. I was eventually sent to the Caould District because I showed signs of being able to use magic. It didn't matter however. I was still to learn how to use bladed weapons. They did not want me to become some mage that relied on magic. It turned out my magic was almost purely offensive anyway. It seemed the fates wanted me to be a very useful weapon. When I was ten, I heard a disturbing rumour. Apparently, the young prince had murdered his mother and was now on the run. What in the world? That had to be a mistake so i paid no mind to it at all. I just continued with my studies and left after I turned eleven. I had not learned everything i could but I had learned enough from the wizards and was put at the castle to begin my weapons training.

            I showed a gift for the sword. My father was proud and it turned out that my magic came in handy from time to time. It was not against the rules for a swordsman to use magic to aid them if they could and so I did. I learned quickly, graduating before the others. My skills with a blade were by far my most superior of strengths. but I was also very proficient with a bow and spear. They became my secondary and thrid weapons for the sake of always being armed. I didn't mind the extra training either. It made me feel good about myself since there seemed to be little else I was good at. Well, besides being able to read three or four book in a day even on a busy schedule. But that isn't exactly useful unless I'm a scholar.

            At the age of sixteen, I finally graduated, in a sense. I was still green but I was accepted into the guard because of my skill. I spent many years learning with my comrades and I rose in the ranks. It wasn't a quick rise but it wasn't a slow rise either. At twenty, i was accepted into the royal guard. We were expected to guard the king, the ruler of Illuminari. That was a great honor and my parents were ever so proud. But my brothers were scattered around in other places. One of them was a knight, another was a soldier. The oldest, whom was twenty-eight, was a weapons master and trained the squires and pages int he castle. He was astounded that I finished my training and rose so high in only ten years. Truth be told, I was too. I reallly couldn't believe it all that well.

            But thwe truth was the truth. I had to work harder here to try and keep up with the other royal guards but I soon began to surpass the more experienced ones. I would be lying if I said that i had no enemies in the royal guard and outside of it. My success was an excuse for others to start challenging me in duels. They wanted to knock me down a few notches, thinking I was cocky and becoming far to high and mighty. They took my polite attitude the wrong way. they assumed I was looking down on them because I was always so nice. Every time I tried to explain that ther was no such cockiness, they would say something along the lines of, "No one in a position like yours would be nice to a bunch of guards lower than them". It was... unwelcoming, those accusations.

            Though I wasn't without some cruelty in my heart. I always did like crushing those that stood against me in such a humiliating way. some of the guards that challenged me naver came back into service, claiming they were no longer able. All I had done was break a few bones to teach them a lesson. But I guess if not properly treated, the bones could never heal in place for them to return. Of course, i felt no remorse in ruining their futures either. They picked the fight and had nothing to back up their claims.

            I was promoted to guard captian at the yopung age of twenty-two. My family couldn't be more proud of me. My father held a party in honor of my success but I was unable to actually attend for more than a few hours. My duties lied in protecting my king, not reaping the benefits of mu success. I had always had a strong sense of duty after all. And I have been the guard captin for two years in a row. No one challenges me anymore, and if they do, it's merely for sparing. Nothing serious.

            Unfortunately, that is not the end. Recently, the king has brought to the castle a young girl. his champion. I am stuck with the task of training the girl how to fight with a sword. I know better than to question the king but... I feel uneasy about the entire thing. Why must I be the one to train her? Were there no better candidates?

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                    __She's very quiet and polite. I like her and we have been friends for quite some time now.
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          Not everything is as it seems.


              The lies simply pile until they crumble in ruin.


                  In the end, were the towers even necessary when the truth always reveals itself?


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Hi, my name is: Vitali Nikolaevich But, you can call me Tal, Vi, or Nik.
I've blown out this many candles: N I N E T E E N.
I'm a: Vampire So, I'm from the realm of Darkness.
The doctor said I'm a: B O Y.
I look like this: He stands at six feet and has pale white skin. His body is lightly toned with muscles and keeps his brown hair cut short. As a vampire, he has natural grace and strange tastes. His clothing varies from black flannel dress shirts to the old victorian styles. On occasion he'll wear goth since he likes the frills. He likes nice clothes and when he feels like it, he'll wear cotten sweaters of white and jeans. Most of his pantts are denim jeans if some are not a little old. Shopping is not an embarrassment for him so he takes his time to look fior the right things.
I'm like this: | Teasing | Confident | Polite | Contradictory | Cold | Blunt | Determined | Charming | Perceptive |
My life is like this: Against all human myths of vampires being made so by another, most of them are born that way. How else would they have existed? How else would others that were turned be in existence if there weren't those that were born that way first? Vitali Nikolaevich is one of those that were born into the vampire society. A pureblood among the mutts that were turned. He was raised in a… semi-loving family. As an only child, his mother did spend time with him from time to time, but being the vain creature that she was, she tended to her own needs first. His father was the one to spend time with him the most, teaching him the necessary things about being what they were.

When he was considered old enough to take care of himself, he was left with the manor they lived in and an address to contact his parents should he ever need to. Unfortunately, that was at the tender age of seven. He had many servants that worked in the manor and he always had blood. But being so young, it developed a strange personality for himself. One no one really liked to deal with but was effective enough in helping him strive in the realm of darkness. He was a social bug that appeared at most important events, never leaving without one or two bodies in tow. Of course, most of them were never seen again.

He started attending Nightfall academy at the age of 14 but still frequented his home until recently. Russia just wasn't what it used to be and he often wonders if it had anything to do with the vampires that secretly controlled the government. Nothing made it easier to hunt more than a corrupted nation where murder was common. Once he stopped leaving the school to return home, he focused more on the people in the school and those outside it in nearby towns. It's not impossible to get out after all. Vitali doesn't care what kind of blood he drinks, male or female, as long as it comes from a living creature. His favorite is by far those of the twilight realm. But because of school, he is unable to drain his targets. He currently plagues room three with a corrupt angel.

I rest my head at: Dusk dorms, room 03.
Oops, I forgot to mention this earlier, but:Anything else you need to say.
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Name:: Venes Darmoore
Age:: 21
Pilot skill:: 96
History:: Venes was born into a rich and powerful family but she never cared much for politics. Her parents expected her to marry a man she was betrothed to as a child. That didn't go so well with her at all. She joined the TA as soon as she could and proved to be a highly skilled pilot with natural talent. Of course, he brain was nothing to laugh at either. Refusing to be the government's pawn, she stole information and crossed over the the White Fangs. Being a traitor, she was immediately disowbned by her family, though her father still tries to reason with her. She ignores him and continues on with her business, using what she learned in the TA to help her against them. She is determined to change the world even if she has to die in the process. Needless to say, her engagement was broken and now her former fiance is one of the men trying to capture her. She honestly doesn't mind.

Gundam:: Judgement
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Judgement was a special project gundam created for her to match her fighting style, but ultimately belonged to the government. She stole it when she switched sides and uses it's many advantages to defeat the TA. It has wings that act as a nearly impenetrable sheild and a slicing weapon if necessary. there are two canons on the back and back up rifles and such in compartments. But it also had a built in bow with arrows. There is a long pole that can connect to the detachable wings to make a double headed scythe. The perfect melee combat gundam around.

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Name:: Ivory Killinger
Age:: 18
Pilot skill:: 89
History:: She was not born into one of those families that held power. Oh no, she was poor since childhood. Her parents had to work very hard to keep her fed and healthy and to provide for her a an education. But she turned out perfectly fine. She joined the TA as soon as they would allow her and began to work hard for her parents in a way of paying them back. She wasn't interested in piloting but that was what she was best at and took on the training. Her skill was not average but it wasn't great either. But with the effort, she began to improve at a decent rate. She's still learning but her skill is still considered high and she fights the rebels with determination. Naive, she doesn't realize that she is but a pawn in this game of chess. She doesn't even realize she had met one of the rebels before, her former superior officer, Venes Darmoore.

Gundam:: Saber
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Saber was a model made as a pair to Judgement without anyone's knowledge. This particular gundam had the many counterparts that the Judgement was not made to have. Built for sheer attack power, saber has the main weapons of two sabers, thus the name. Both hands have grappling hooks and the armour is more defensible. It has canons on the back and hidden machine guns.
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xoxoxoxoxox Vitali Darkmoore

but you can call me Vi, Tal or even Dark.
Don't I look fabulous for twenty-two?
Crazy, right?
Well, you should be careful. People say I'm Rebellious, stubborn and cold.
If that hasn't scared you off, maybe you'd like to meet my maker: xX Toxiic_B U N N Y Xx?



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                              Name: Vitali Azier Sribolong
                              D.O.B: December seventeenth
                              Age: My, my, I believe I'm about eight hundred and twenty four. But why bother with such a large number when I'm forever twenty-one?
                              Race: Why, I'm a damned Vampyre of course.
                              Why I Was Damned...
                              Hmmm... it happened so long ago I do not think I remember how I came to be. But I will say this before I try taking a trip down memory lane, I do not find my existence to be a curse or misfortune in the slightest. Actually, now that I've said that, I think I do recall how this all started out. Just don't call me a monster in the end, even if it's true.

                              Well, I was born into the late middle ages. Ah, what memories. I so despised my life back then. Well, okay, I did not truly. I remember being a wealthy man with no wife. But I certainly slept around. Unlike most of the people in my society, I cared little for gender. Don't you think it's sad to limit yourself to things such as that? Well, by the time I was eighteen, I already knew what I liked and that was coming from experience. I was literally quite the whore back then. Wait, scratch that comment, I'm still a whore now. My parents didn't like it all that much. I remember them berating me for acting like that; it wasn't befitting a man of my stature. Oh how I hated their whines.
                              Well, I suppose someone wanted to teach me a lesson. I do not remember if she was a lover of mine or just a woman I happened to have slept with one night. I care little for names. I attended a ball one night and she came to me. I assumed she wanted something but my flirting was completely ineffective. She simply introduced me to someone she thought would be interesting for me to meet. I suppose she didn't even know who this man was because when we walked into the room, she screamed her lungs out. Oh dear. Funny thing was the man she wanted to meet was my father's closest friend. I had always thought him a bit odd but I had never expected him to be a murderer. It took a moment for me to register that he wasn't a murderer per say, just a vampyre. I reacted shocked I think. Ah well, it doesn't matter. The woman had fainted beside me but I was more focused on the creature before me. I do not know why, but I thought it would be interesting to see his reaction to a certain question. I asked him to make me a vampyre. He laughed at me; he wanted to know why I would ever want to be a bloodsucking creature of the night. "For the immortality of course." Was my answer to the question. Next thing I knew, I was blacked out.
                              I awoke later with my father's friend hovering over me and the taste of blood in my mouth. He went and made me a vampyre as I had requested. Talk about being careful for what you wish for. He did not remain in my life for long, and I hold no grudge. I found my immortal life to be far more entertaining.

                              As for the present day… Well, I joined this strange little coven. My habits from the old days have slightly died but they are ever irritating the men and women of this lovely place I inhabit. When this bundle of feathers fell into my hands, I honestly had no idea what to think. Now I'm bound to the thing. I must say, it can really throw a fellow off his game. But for now, I like to watch the creature's reactions whenever I mess with him.


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"Live for forever, die for tomorrow."




                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCenturies will never change this...

                      » Forever My N a m e Shall Be...
                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Vitali Azier Sribolong

                      » IAnd Yet It Seems Time Produces N i c k n a m e ( s ) For Everything...
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                        Vi::

                      Oh yes, it is awfully hard to say Vitali. so many have shortened it to Vi. Well, the ones I don't sleep with and the ones I have not slept with call me that. I have accepted such a name with little problems. Besides, it is but a label to identify me.

                        Vivi::

                      Quite the woman's name. The people I have slept with and have lived like this name for some reason. Grudgingly, I accepted it. Rare is it that I will answer to the name from anyone but those that share a bed. It's really quite amusing sometimes.


                      » My love, I Can Assure You That A g e Is Nothing But A Number
                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Five hundred and twenty-four years of age.

                      » Thankfully A Persons H e i g h t Shall Always Change, But So Does W e i g h t Below
                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxApproximately 6'2 and about 140 lbs.


                      » On This Miraculous Day Of Hell I Was B o r n Below
                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Cold snowy night of December 17th.

                      » Even If Centuries Have Past & Time Has Taken Its Toll My G e n d e r Is Set In Stone
                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMale

                      » Don't You Know S e x u a l i t y Is Such A Touchy Topic
                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Hmmm... I have always followed my interests. Does it matter what gender the other is? Open-minded.

                      » The Years Have Changed My A p p e a r a n c e... Do You Recognize Me?
                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxHave you ever seen me paint? I draw quite well. Perhaps I'll even show you a picture or two. It is a hobby I developed when I was sad... Of course, that was not the only reason. I have such great memory, and an endless need to draw. With this in mind, my habit became my career. I never gave up my nightly habits, turning my adventures into art. That did not end when I was turned and it still has not. Though the modern world will never see my newest works, i may visit older pieces in museums. How i so enjoy laughing at the petty works of my youth.



                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxHmph, What A Pain In The a**...

                      I Never Asked For This G i f t
                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxPainting::
                      Does it not sound so utterly normal? Well, It would be if it wasn't for the fact that I can materialize almost anything I paint. The trick is, i have to mix my own blood with the paint. Even then, there are some things I cannot do. But rest assured, weapons are not out of my reach. Even nature -- some of it -- will yield to me.

                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIllusions::
                      Ah, such cruel fate. This may seem like such a useless thing, but I find many uses in such an ability. I mean, being able to show people their greatest desires or their greatest fear is an ability I was born to have. Besides, I'm pretty sure that most people cannot tell the difference between reality and fantasy when faced with certain things.


                      Now I Know I Am Truly C u r s e d
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                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThere Is No Such Thing As Fairytales...

                      After Living For So Long, You're Bound To Have Your Own O u t l o o k On Life...
                      Oh my, my ,my… putting my personality into words will be a task worth conquering indeed. Hmm…., I suppose I should start out with the most obvious of things. I'm a very flirtatious person. Oh yes, I love to hit on men and women alike as long as they suit my fancy. That can be a challenge though. I hate the whiney types of people in the world. So irritating… But at the same time, they can be quite adorable. Wait, I'm getting off topic here. I guess that's another thing. I don't stay on topic for long. Not unless it's about something serious. In case you're wondering, I do know what the word serious means. Sure, I act all lazy and mess around a lot, not really taking anything seriously, but I do know what the word means. I can get serious too, when the occasion calls for it. I make sure I'm not around to be so straight laced though. It just isn't good for the soul! Not that I really have one. If I did, I just wouldn't be the person I am today.

                      I like to tease people. Poking fun at the ones that just don't like to be messed with is hilarious. So in a way, I can be very annoying. But even I know when it's time to stop. I do value my own life. Most of my kind hates what they have become. I really have no idea why. I love it. I can kill. I know that must sound sick and wrong to people who only see me as all smiles and games; I just have to admit that the thrill it gives me is amazing. Heh heh, not many would believe it and many others know it. I do not restrain myself when taking blood unless I really do need to. I don't always kill my victims you see. I like to watch their reactions the next night and what kind of nightmares they get from the experience. More than one has already found their way to a padded room with beautiful little pills.

                      Besides the happy nonchalant me that everybody sees, I have other aspects that are not so easily noticed. One such aspect is my colorful cruelty. No, I'm not a sadist that likes to cause physical pain or anything. I play with emotions. Since I mostly don't have any feelings for humans and the like, I have no trouble messing around with them and leaving them emotionally crushed afterwards. It does not happen all of the time but most of it. Hmmm, I care for… some people. Yes, this physically hurts to admit! The only ones I actually have any real relations with are those of my coven and they are the only ones I will willingly risk my existence for. Now with that said, let us move along to other matters. Oh, I do not have much of a temper. My nature doesn't really allow it. I spend most of my time being polite and charming. But there are buttons that should never be pressed. I can get pissed and I guarantee that I will hold a grudge for at least a year. In that time, I will exact revenge worth far more than what caused my anger to begin with. Fair warning buds, just don't press the wrong buttons and you'll be fine. And since most people don't seem to realize this, being irritated and being pissed off are completely different. Yes, I am quite a blunt person.

                      Right, now for the last bits before I forget. I'm not easily surprised. I am pretty dense when it comes to romance, but not when it's so obvious. oh and this may be the most important aspect of my personality. I don't do anything that isn't beneficial to me. It's just as simple as that. If you can't handle it, you're better off not dealing with me. Oh, and I'm extremely independent. I most likely will never forgive anyone that takes my freedom from me. Actually, I never will.


                      Close Your Eyes, Shield The Children; The F r e a k s h o w Is About To Begin...
                      A curious fellow are you? What makes you think I would like to share my story with you anyway? What if I have forgotten? What if I have no story to tell? What if I just kill you now? Ha, ha, no worries. If you wish to know my story then take a seat. I don't like to repeat myself, so please pay attention.

                      My mother wanted a daughter. My father wanted a son. My grandparents wanted as many grandchildren my parents could produce before they died. Guess whose dreams came true when my mother gave birth on December the seventeenth? That was the day my father held me with love and deemed me Vitali [for those of you that may wish to know, Vitali means life. Ironic word considering I am no longer of the living.]. It was what he called, the most suitable for a first born son and child. Sure, my mother was thrilled that she had a healthy baby boy but she still wished she had a girl. I know this because I had asked my grandfather after a few years of being dressed like a doll. But that is off track. I still have to tell you what my grandparents thought. They were… ecstatic? Yes, that is the word. What a shame that they died only a few years later. My mother happened to be pregnant with another child at the time too. But this is getting a little ahead of myself.

                      My father was a wealthy noble in the late middle ages. We were heading into a world so different from knights and their lords. How odd. Of course, that had little to no effects on my childhood. Those were all my father's affairs. Even if they were meant to be mine one day, I didn't learn about that until much later in my life. Anyway, I was actually not expected to live through the winter since most babes born during such a time died before they were a week old. My parents did all they could to save my life. They almost failed. From what my mother had told me so long ago, I turned blue one night and never cried. They feared I was sick and took me to a church. Can you believe it, a church! How I hate those things. What had they been expecting? Did they think an angel would descend to the earth to save a lowly child?! Ah, well, that's what they did think and they still did even after my disappearance. Once again, I'll get back to that. They thanked God for my survival of course.

                      Growing to be healthy was difficult. I was fed the best of foods and trained how to fight with as many weapons as could be taught. My studies of how to run the estate was also incorporated into my very busy schedule. Out of all that trouble, my mother still found the time to play dress up with me. No, I did not enjoy it but I do think that her games were part of the reason I turned out the way I am today. Her expectant attitude and the love she showed was enough to teach me how to be sensitive to a woman's feelings. Don't forget the dead chivalry of knights though. My father had made sure that manners were the one thing I was good at if nothing else. I never disappointed I suppose… Not until I got much older at least. Heh, heh… you know what I'm talking about don't you? Well, I never really saw much of my father back then. On occasion he would be home and free to play with his only son. I spent most of my days with my loving grandparents. How they adored me.

                      Then my mother conceived another child. Well, like all children my age, I obviously became jealous of this little fact. I knew what it meant when my mother told everyone that she would have another child. I would be left behind. I would be the one to be left in the dark as they doted over this new child in the house. I felt I was no longer going to be important. So I changed. I changed from a happy little boy that was overworked as it was to a spoiled little boy that threw tantrums. It was only natural. My mother and father had no idea what to do about it and my grandparents passed on. I was soon left in the care of 'nannies'. That just made me feel ever worse. My parents obviously had no idea what was wrong with me. They distanced themselves even more but still expected the same of me. How frustrating they were! And when the child was born, I found out it was a daughter. So now I had a sister born in summer. I do not remember the date for I hated that spoiled little brat. Hate is a strong word they say, good. Though I did not feel the word was strong enough.

                      As I had expected, they doted over their new child. Dahlia was her name. My father was home far more often all of a sudden. Was I nothing but a tool? I never really found out. But it seemed that way. I was replaced by my little sister. I decided it was better if I just gave up on the whole 'spoiled brat' attitude I had going on. It wasn't working anyway. I chose to play the part of the indifferent older brother. That role… I was born to play it seemed. I ignored my sister as much as I could and along with her, my parents. They had finally figured out what was wrong with me to begin with and, what do you know, they tried to make amends. Didn't work out very well for anyone actually. The years went by and I learned all I needed to from those people. That's right, by the time I was fifteen, I didn't even consider them family anymore. It was their fault. I was the only child they needed. I jest. I had long since gotten over the jealousy thing. In fact, I was very well liked by society and wanted by all, even the men. I guess you could say the mighty sin known as lust had taken me. And how I loved its embrace.

                      My parents on the other hand… well, they were not so keen on such a thing. I was already fifteen and I had turned down every woman they had chosen for me as a fiancé. Of course, most of those women I had already slept with, but hey, they didn't need to know that. This went on for years and years. Oh the joys of being in bed with either man or woman. At first, I was a little shocked that I had considered men interesting but hey, it was enjoyable enough. Of course, we kept that completely under wraps. God was about the only outsider that would ever know assuming he even existed. My sister, the horrible spoiled brat tried to rat on me several times. I had my ways of shutting her up, especially since all I had to do was ask my father if I could choose her husband for her. Of course, that would have meant I would have had to trade my own freedom but adultery was not beyond my grasps; I would have willingly committed it rather than be stuck with a single person for the rest of my life. I could barely stay with one person for more than a day! Yes, that must sound terribly whorish to you but it is the truth.

                      On the year of my twenty-first birthday, one of my 'friends' hosted a ball for me. They knew I loved such events for it would be forever easy to locate a new partner to sleep with. That was all I cared for really; Physical satisfaction that no other could receive. Why was it all I cared for? Well, there wasn't anything better for me to do and I just wanted to piss off my parents. It was a hobby of sorts, with great benefits. But odd things did happen on occasion; Such as what happened that night. I suppose someone wanted to teach me a lesson. I do not remember if she was a lover of mine or just a woman I happened to have slept with one night. I care little for names. They are merely devices used to tell one human being apart from another yes? Can anyone really say I am wrong? I didn't think so. Now, I remember her vaguely. I know I thought she was beautiful but the only thing about her I see clearly in my mind's eye is her fascinating black hair. She had to be foreign. Where I lived it was uncommon for someone to have black hair.

                      She came to me that night while I was on the dance floor looking for someone to dance with. I could not do anything with men in public but I knew of a few that wished to get me in private. How entertaining was that thought; I could barely contain myself. When she came to me, I assumed she wanted something from me but no matter how much I flirted, it seemed to be completely ineffective. How bothersome. I remember felling a bit flabbergasted at the results. Of course, she would not let me be either. Smiling, she had led me to a room, claiming that she wanted me to meet someone. I knew not who at the beginning but I was intrigued. It was supposed to be a man after all. It was rare that a woman would want top introduce me to a man and not another woman that was too shy to come ask for me herself.

                      We were in for a shocking surprise. She apparently had no idea since she screamed the second she opened the door to the room. The man she had wanted me to meet was none other than Gaspard, my father's closest of friends. I always knew the man was odd, coming only in the night and leaving long before dawn. But I never expected him to be a murderer. At least that was what I saw when I first looked at him from the doorway. I guess you could call it shock. I was actually more in a daze over the deafening scream that came from the woman. She had fainted by the way. And no, I did not catch her. I was a little busy registering the blood and the dead woman on the bed. Gaspard was… not very worried about this at all. I suppose he had planned on killing me or something. Well, either way that thought never crossed my mind. I took in everything and closed the door behind me. Who would have thought that mythical creatures like vampires actually existed? I certainly was not able to fathom the thought until Gaspard had proved they existed. He was a vampyre. It was… interesting. I scooted the girl out of the way and turned to my father's close friend. Out of pure curiosity of his reaction to a certain request, I asked him something that completely threw him off.

                      I asked him to turn me.

                      I had no reason to think he would kill me. He was my father's friend and I really wasn't the type to tell everyone's secrets, even ones of this scale. So what if he was a vampyre? More power to him. Anyway, he laughed at me and asked why. "For the immortality of course." That was my answer. I was smiling I think because he looked at me as if I was crazy. Then he smiled too. It happened so fast I didn't know how to react. He had gotten so fast all of a sudden and he was holding onto me with so much strength I thought I would be crushed under the pressure. It was the first time I had ever felt fear. I feared death. How was that possible? There was a pain coming from my neck as I felt my life's blood drain away from me. I couldn't even cry out! It was a pathetic little show and I blacked out. But I awoke eventually with the taste of blood in my mouth. He had made me a vampyre as I had requested. Talk about being careful for what you wish for! But despite that, I never really felt regret.

                      Maybe I didn't feel regret in the beginning due to the overwhelming thirst I felt instead. I never thought I could be parched, I mean I had had three glasses of wine before even entering that damn room. But the fact remained that I was thirsty. The first thing Gaspard offered me was the woman that had accompanied me. He told me to drink if I wanted to live much long. Strange how he called it living when my heart had already stopped. I was no longer alive, just a walking corpse that would never age and would never die. Well, unless I suddenly got staked or something. It wasn't until after I made my first kill that I began to wonder about what my new life would be like. A room full of people and a fledgling like me? Oh dear… what a horrible mix! Needless to say, I couldn't exactly live there anymore. Gaspard had to help me out a lot in the beginning. I truly am grateful to the man.

                      Now, before you start thinking that we were the typical fledgling and master duo, I want to clear this up. We were more business partners than anything else. I raided the treasury and we disappeared that night. I was eager to learn how to control myself; otherwise I knew I would be miserable. That was one thing I refused to let happen to myself. I refused to be unhappy. That was also one of the reasons I felt no regret for being what I am now. I learned quickly out of necessity. It wasn't that I hated the old man, but I really didn't want to spend more time than I wanted to with him. He was there to teach and I was there to learn. We worked together on many things and that was the end of our relationship. We had no reason to get attached, no reason to care for one another and no reason to stay with one another for too much longer. For centuries I learned and had met many of my own kind by then. It turned out that Gaspard was a coven leader. He had many under his care as either friends or fledglings to the others. This was the first and last time he had ever turned anyone. I was grateful.

                      I think it took about two centuries before I decided that it was time for me to leave. I had no more reason to remain. They had taught me all I could learn from them and more. It was time for me to discover my own things. Which reminds me, I never mentioned that I was a painter did I? No… I guess not. Well, as an occupation to keep a steady flow of money, I travelled around painting. My paintings were dull at first but as time went on; I had nothing better to do and just kept practicing. To say I did not have a talent for art would be a lie. I just never indulged in it before. I became very skilled in this area and my work became rather prized. But the downfall of it all was the fact that the painter wasn't supposed to be able to live forever. How irritating. I still continued however. Uh… I just went off topic again, didn't I? I really need to fix that problem. Oh, wait; there was a point to telling you this after all. You see, I'm… a gifted vampyre. I was 'born' with a special gift --two to be exact-- that most normal vampyres do not have. So in a way, I'm special. Isn't that great? Well, it was to me and still is. The humans aren't so lucky though.

                      I discovered my first gift by accident. Well, that's probably how we all discover them. From my love of painting, I discovered that if I mixed my blood with the paint, I could make the pictures literally materialize in the real world. The only problem is… it has to be inanimate. So you can imagine the countless things I had created, can't you? Weapons, money, even a house. At least I never had to buy a house. All I had to do was make one. It was easy. Well, somewhat. It took up a great deal of stamina to use so after nearly dying from going overboard, I decided it was best not to use that skill often. The second gift I discovered through a purely random encounter with a woman. I wanted to seduce her with the things she liked but she didn't really care for materialistic objects. Go figure. That's when I discovered that I also had the ability to create illusions. Very useful.

                      Okay… this story seems to have dragged on for quite some time now. Let's skip a few decades and see what we find. I lived on my own for a very long time and had absolutely no desire to join any coven. Well, I ended up joining one eventually. I honestly don't know how it came to be. Okay, I do but it was a confusing time for me. I discarded most of the reasons and surrounding circumstances from my memory bank. Hmmm…. I met the leader of the coven and the other one… his companion. They were both older than I was but I am pretty damn old. I met them some time in the 1800s. Yea… I think closer to the 1900s. So we haven't really known each other for much more than a century. In that small margin of time [since time matters little to the immortals] we 'got to know' one another. The leader, Muudercai, he's a stiff. But that's okay. The second one… um… can't really recall. Well, whatever. The point is, I met them, and stuck with them. If either one of them had asked me to leave them be I would have left in a heartbeat. That's just how much I cared. Now… I think I still would, with hesitance…

                      And of course, others had joined up with us as well. The younger vampyres of the group, one still a fledgling even. Now we are a strange and odd group of six. I wonder how it is we don't rip each other to pieces everyday. Ha, ha… I must say that it's amusing to watch though. I know my place very well and have no intention of taking things too far. But lately that has become an impossible task. Want to know why? Well, let's take a look shall we?

                      I was walking down the street one day [night actually] and I suddenly see this heavenly light. You have to understand, I was no catholic or Christian; I did not believe in god. So this was a very confusing and shocking experience for me. I do not get surprised easily after all and this certainly surprised me. So it was a big deal. Anyway, an angel descends into view. Now what would a messenger from god want from a damned creature like me? Well, I really couldn't care. I was anxious to learn what the blood of an angel would taste like. However, I was sorely disappointed in the results. It wasn't that it tasted bad; it was the small fact that I never got the chance to taste it. The angel bit me first. Yes, I said bit. Since when did creatures of good take blood from the bad? Were we not some sort or infectious disease in their eyes? Apparently not. This one bound me to him for all eternity, or at least until death do we part. Maybe even then we might end up together. Geez…

                      Alright, I was a little confused in the beginning but I soon learned the reason why. He bound me to him because he had fallen for me. Poor bird. I had not the capacity to love and still do not. His love shall remain unrequited for I have no intentions of loving an angel, especially one that had bound me without my consent. No, I would not have given consent if he had asked. He would have been dead. I wish he was but I tolerate it for now. The birdie actually has some interesting qualities but definitely not enough for me to forgive him for what he ahs done. He is slowly moving from the irritation stage to the pissed off stage. Not good for him. Not good at all.

                      And I think that concludes our little story.




                      xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxEven Those Who Are Cast From Salvation Have Pleasures...

                      Things I A d o r e The Most...
                      Sweets:: Yes, I just adore the sugary flavors. I eat it all of the time. Thank goodness I'm not human. If i were, I'd have nothing but false teeth.
                      Blood:: I'm a vampyre, what do you expect? Of course I would love blood. the taste is magnificent. Though i used to gag whenever I drank it. Now i just love it!
                      Killing:: What gives you a better feeling? I'm already sin, i might as well add this to the wrack too right?
                      Tea:: Ah, a taste that i have had since my younger days. I just can't go on a day without proper tea.
                      Smoking:: This is a new habit i acquired from my time in the USA. What? It's not like I can get lung cancer or anything.
                      Painting:: Well duh! It's my favorite thing to do.
                      Suffering:: i so enjoy it when others are emotionally hurting. Well, as long as they aren't close to me.


                      I Can Not Help But D e s p i s e This The Most...
                      Idiots:: They too annoy the crap out of me...
                      Alcohol:: I don't like the after taste.
                      God:: Heh... he isn't even supposed to exist for crying out loud!
                      Ginger:: Yea... this is so gross.
                      Angels:: Isn't it obvious why?
                      Whiny people:: They annoy the crap out of me. For the love of all things evil, they should disappear!
                      Joy:: I hate it when i see certain people happy...


                      Hidden B e n e a t h The Surface
                      I fear falling in love. Why? well, because love makes you weak and i do not want to be weak. Not to mention that love always leads to heartache and misery. Like I said before, i refuse to be miserable. I also fear losing control. I like my security as a person who can keep himself in check. So i do not ever want to lose myself in anger, sorrow love or whatever else there is. I just don't want to deal with all that drama...



                      Behind Every T r a g e d y There Is A Cause...

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                                                  Vivi, Vi or Kami
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                                                  The rhythm, the deadly drummer

                                                  I'm open-minded
                                                  My lips are sealed

                                                  Polite.Kind.Calm
                                                  Bi-polar.Pessimist.Self-benefiting

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==== Age ==== XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


eighteen - twenty eight, but I pefer male characters to be atleast twenty for reasons of not enough guy characters rp in fourms.


==== Gender ==== XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


Female or male.


==== Sexualty ====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


Striaght,bi,gay.


==== Height ====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


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==== Eye Color ====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


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==== Hair Color ====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


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==== Pointed Ears or No ====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


Elven or human.


==== Everyone Has Their Story ====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


Their background. Atleast three paragraphs.


==== Hobbies ====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


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==== Everyone has to Work ====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


Their job.



Their name in the next world XXXXXXXXXX


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XXXXXXXXXXX ==== Race and Information on the Race ====

Name of race and about the race, check profiles to see what other races that people are playing so that your not counterdicting someone elses.


XXXXXXXXXXX ==== Class ====

Priestess, rogue, bounty hunter... etc


XXXXXXXXXXX ==== Outfit(s) ====

Out fit or fits that they wear in this world.


XXXXXXXXXXX ==== Minor Abilities ====

Minor attacks that don't take so much out of them, name the attacks and describe them a bit.


XXXXXXXXXXX ==== Master Abilites ====


Major attacks that take alot out of them, name the attacks and describe them abit.


XXXXXXXXXXX ==== In This World Its No Mystery ====

background on themselves in this world.


Gaia username XXXXXXXXXX



==== Other ====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


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==== Encounter Song ====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


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==== Love Song ====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


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==== Fight Song ====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


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==== Theme Song ====XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


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                  ---Kaname Jizabel Kururugi
                  -----( male | unknown | played by; xX Toxiic_B U N N Y Xx )

                  Sweet child, surely you have better things to do than listen to an old man's story. As much as I love the curios types, I have little time to spare, but if you insist... I am the oldest of my... small group of 'friends'. We help one another out and that's all wonderful. But you must realize, I'm rather vain and spoiled. When I want something, I get it whether the other agrees or not. I have spent many years on this Earth and I do know many things. Foolish humans should not meddle in the affair of us dead creatures. But we will certainly meddle in your affairs. I will not tolerate my contractor for too long, I assure you. I very much love my freedom.

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