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[The Blue Blob]

Current and Past Characters of Mine ^_^

This is a record of my characters both past and present. Mostly here just for my reference since its easier than going through hooge profile threads to find them. Also used so I can butcher up old characters when I'm having trouble thinking of ideas for a new one 3nodding

I'll add a contents at some point...

[The Blue Blob]

♦♦♦♦ lαdιεs αиd gεиτlεмεи, ι ιиτяσdυcε… ♦♦♦♦

××---------------The Business Investor---------------××

××τнε τнιиgs ι cαииστ нιdε××

All legends start with a name

« Fey Marie Karma »

But you never give out your real name

« Fey »

Waiting for that one special day

« 14th of August »

As the seasons and years fly by

« 28 although her regular beauty treatments keep her looking 21 »

My blood line runs deep

« American »

Underneath all of this

« Female »

Makes me swing this way

« Straight »

My status shows who I am

« A Rich Hostage »

××ναиιτч σи τнε sυяғαcε××

When I look into the mirror

« http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v284/icaaaa/Fey.jpg »

I see them staring back

« Naturally a watery blue, however she wears coloured contacts to make them appear darker and slightly violet in colour »

With the strands I hide behind

« Dark Auburn »

Growing inch by inch

« 5"9 although she normally appears taller by sometype of heel »

And counting the pounds

« 110lbs »

××мч sιdε σғ τнε sτσяч××

Being Bipolar has caused some weird things

« Basically I'm a cold, calculating b***h. However thats just on the inside; well hidden behind several carefully constructed layers of masks and personalities. The very outer one of these is a high class, strong business woman with a vast empire of investments from book publishing to brothels, transport to toy shops and a ten-figure bank balance to boot. If you manage to crack through this outer layer you meet a fun loving person who simply acts the way she does to support her extravagant life style. Most people who get through to this don't "stick around" long enough to dig any deeper. Oh yeah I missed the private assassination wing of my company off my list! How silly of me.»

Looking back at the pages of my life

« I was born into one of the richer homes in California; father is an successful lawyer and mother had her own, very popular clothing line, and from almost the moment I was born they were both wrapped completely around my little finger. Anything I wanted I could get from them with almost no effort at all. I excelled in school because of my private tutors and having so much money at my fingertips was always in the popular crowd but it never seemed enough for me. Sure having anything you wanted as soon as you asked for it was great but to be totally honest I think I was bored.

I'd seen enough of my mothers work to know that I wanted to be involved in businesses and soon found that my already fairly popular status and my parents bank balance made this easier than I could have imagined. By the end of the first 6 months I had invested almost $1,000,000 in cash into a variety of businesses in return for majority shares and a place on their board of directors. Seems like alot to have spent? Not if you consider after another 6 months that investment had quadrupled in value.

Thats pretty much all there is about my life. I moved out and got my own place after my first month in investing and now I work something like 15 hours a week going to board meetings and searching out new investments. The other 168 hours of my week are spent indulging myself, spending money and generally enjoying the finer things in life.»

Living for some things

« I love making money more than anything else in the world. It gives me a rush like nothing else can. I'd never complain at being on a good looking mans arm or enjoying good wine with a friend though, and shopping with the money I made isn't half bad either! »

Killing hated things

« I can't stand sexist chauvinistic men who think that they're better than women at everything. I hate it even more when said men make comments specifially at me; it makes my blood boil and I generally end up considering it a challenge that I have to rise to to prove myself.»

××α lιττlε εxτяα sσмετнιиg××

Last, but not least

« I speak American and British English, Chinese, Japanese and French fluently but prefer English as it is of course my first language.»

The beat of my heart

« Gwen Stefani - Rich Girl (because I listen to it thinking 'Oh wait... I am a rich girl) »

The words on the tip of my tongue

« "I'm right. End of." »

The puppeteer holds the strings to my soul

« The Blue Blob »

[The Blue Blob]

Ramiro Marcus Kemp

ατ ғιrsт glαηce

му ραrєητѕ ηαмєd мє [[ Ramiro Marcus Kemp ]]

αlтнσυgн ι lικє вєттєr [[ just Ramiro ]]

ι αм тσσ уσυηg ғσr wrιηκlєѕ! [[ seventeen ]]

dσcτσrs τσld мє ι αм [[ a bouncing baby boy... I'm not so sure about the bouncing part myself though ]]

ιsη'τ ιτ σвνισυѕ ι lικє [[ ladies ]]

gιfτєd ιs αn υηdєrsτατємєnτ [[ Technopathy

• Basically my only 'gift' is that I understand machines and electrical stuff... In my opinion its not really that big of a deal, its just like kids who are good at math or at sport right? I suppose the only thing I can do that others can't do is manipulate mechanical and electrical things with my mind; takes a fair bit out of me though and I have to be able to see the thing in question.
  
• I've tried making other stuff move with my mind since with mechanics thats basically all I'm doing... making one part of it move and the rest of it works from that, but nothing moves so much as a millimeter! The only time it does work is when I want it to move to make up something. Since most metal stuff is part of something mechanical or electrical I can move and manipulate any type of metal too. At least I assume thats why it works for metals and not other stuff... honestly I don't get how it works at all! Oh well.
  
• I can act like a human battery too but that really knocks me out fast, to do it realy well I need to be actually in contact as part of the circuit. I can do it with my mind too but the current isn't as strong doing it that way; I can last longer if its less power needed though, its kind of relative I suppose. ]]

dιggιηg dєєρєr

ρєσρlє κησw мє αs [[ The Punk ]]

ι τнιηκ ι'м ιη lσνє [[ oranges, dark blue, thunder and lightning, being outside in the rain, white chocolate, milkshakes, drive in movies ]]

єw τнατѕ grσѕѕ! [[ 'popular' music, authority, being too hot, spinach, being shut inside, kids, bad smells (like the ones that kids generally make), that really painful nails on a chalk board sound ]]

τακє ιτ αwαу, ι'м scαrєd! [[ dying painfully, loosing a friend; especially if I managed to figure a way that it was my fault... which I probably would, inadvertantly hurting people ]]

τнσυgн, ι ηєєd τσ wσrκ wιτн [[ hugs and smiles, mostly works if the person in question is a girl of course ]]

sнн! ιτ's α sєcrєт! [[ I can't keep my eyes off that Sensitive Girl ]]

ιτ sυrє dєѕcrιbєѕ мє [[ Linkin Park - Numb ]]

dєєρ ιη му sσυl [[ x x x ]]

υηdєr τнє sυrғαcє

ρєσρlє lικє мє ғσr wнσ ι αм [[ With me friends > all. They mean more to me than just being friends, they're like an adopted family to be honest and I'd do anything to protect them. I act pretty nonchalant and laidback to the point of almost acting like I dont care but its just how I get by. I'm pretty caring if you get to know me and knowing I cheered someone up when they were having a down five minutes will make my day. I guess thats why I get on with Mark so well, its like every emotion is more genuine on him than on most people so when theres a smile on his face its a real one and that make me even happier. I guess thats why Muse has caught my eye too. Shes so quiet it makes me think shes always sad, so being me I want to cheer her up, but then theres the fact shes always shy even around the gang... I don't know I get really confused when I try and work out what I should do around her. ]]

τнє ραsτ ιs τнє ραsτ [[ I was born in New York City to Annie and Brandon Kemp; a happily married pair of mutants. Fortunately for them they both grew up in small villages where it was alot easier to keep their mutations a secret when they were young and less controlled. Also fortunate for them is that both of their abilities were pretty minor, no extra limbs or strange looks, on the outside they were just like any ordinary pair of humans.

Their fortune stopped pretty sharp when they had me, well just after my 5th birthday to be exact. Someone close to them (I don't know who it was but i swear if i ever find out...) betrayed them and our home was raided. I don't remember it very well but I got told later by our neighbours that I'd appeared sobbing on their doorstep three days later asking if they had seen my mommy. From what I pieced together they made me hide when they first realised what was about to happen and it took me those three days to build up the courage to come out again.

Our neighbours took me in after that, not realising I had the mutant gene from my parents since they didn't know they had been living next door to mutants in the first place. I owe them so much for having the kindness to do that. A debt I will never be able to pay. Knowing that my parents had had a child they came back for me when I was thirteen, a year after my powers manifested themselves. I don't know how they knew who I was or who my parents were; I can only assume the same person that betrayed my parents tiped them off about me too. Anyway they obviously weren't that well informed because they came with a bunch of metal truncheons and handcuffs and the gear they all wore had electrics in the headset. The result being that when they killed the people I considered my adoptive-parents right infront of me I went just a little bit crazy on them. As far as I'm aware only one of them made it through the night in intensive care and he's been in a coma ever since... Serves them right for what they did in my opinion.

After that I had nowhere to go. I spent about a week on the streets considering what I should do and in the end I just got up and went to the institution. The place I had been bought up to never go near and to fear it with every fibre of my being. I'm one of the wierdo's that turned myself in. Why on earth would I do that you ask? So that people around me stop getting hurt. Honestly I would much rather they had just taken me and done whatever they wanted to me or even killed me but to kill the kind, loving, innocent people that took me in, not to mention killing my parent in the first place...

So here I am, its not so bad here really. For the first time in my life I don't have to hide who and what I am; I can just be myself. And I have friends. And after all the thought I put into coming in here in the first place they've gone and talked me into trying to get back out of here again... I must be totally ******** crazy... but they're my friends and if they're going, I'm going. ]]

The Blue Blob---♥

[The Blue Blob]

⋤ CHARLOTTA ERIKA SANDERS ⋥
FILLERFILLERX↳ lotta

⇢ self-centered • popular • b***h ⇠

Have A Look Into My Heart

Xeighteen years have passed.
XThe Rainy days of Mondays February fourteenth
XMy father said,❝That's my girl ❞
XAnd I ended up chasing cars

XMy mother once said,❝Your my special little human ❞
XLittle did she know, I had a secret all of my own.
X☀ visual illusion • invisibility • mental perceptions alteration ☀



ღ MILLENIA267OWNSTHISAnd SECRETLY in Love with?!?
NOSTEALINGMILLENIA267OWNSTHIS﹙... well I wouldn't say LOVE but I do have a bit of a thing for Sindri... but your the only one I told so if anyone else finds out I'll know it was you!﹚


&& Pierce Through The Wounds

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX⇤ attention • shoes • more attention • romantic stuff (but its a secret!) • being popular ⇥
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX⇤ ugly people • smelly people • disrespectful people • mean people • overly clever people ⇥



Well I'll keep this short, I know you want to know all about me (I mean who wouldn't?), but I have a shopping trip planned with the girls ready for heading off to school again next week and the jet is waiting! So yeah I was born eighteen sweet years ago back in North America, in lovely sunny Cali to be exact. Daddy is a very rich business man and Mama is, honestly, just his trophy wife. I completed his perfect little family. Having a rich father made me instantly popular at school, I mean any five year old that arrives to kindergarten in a limo is bound to be popular, but I'd like to think that people continued to follow me around because I'm me not just because of Daddy's money. But it was pretty much proven that people like me for me when I went to boarding school. To begin with none of them knew who I was or who I was related to and they still all wanted to be around me... or maybe they just wanted to be me...?

Time skip a bit: I basically stayed at the boarding school and pretty much ruled the place. When I finished elementary education and went on to high school things started to get interesting; my latent powers started to show up, in a pretty big way. I suppose the mental perceptions thing is kind of passive so I do it all the time without realising it, its as natural to me as talking or thinking. But the other two both popped up with a bit of a bang!

I found out my boyfriend at the time had kissed another girl (the fact I cheated on him first is totally besides the point!) and I lost control a little and stormed out of my class, headed to the girls one and only sanctuary (the rest room of course) to cry my own personal little river. While I was there I was thinking of things I wished would happen to him...

I obviously wasn't in the room at the time but I was told later that he suddenly started screaming in the middle of class that his legs and arms were gone and when they calmed him down and told him his limbs were there just fine he insistantly told them that they were crazy and they were missing (they were totally fine in the end it just looked to him like they were missing*whistles innocently*). But anyway after I was done crying I just walked home, I obviously didn't want to go back to class and face people and I didn't want to wait around for the car. When I got back I went up to my room and spent the afternoon laying on my bed listening to music on one of my iPods.

Mother stuck her head around the door at one point calling my name but I didn't react so she let me alone again straight away, she'd obviously had enough of my tantrums to know better than to disturb me. That was a Friday so I kept to myself over the weekend, only went out once for some new shoes to cheer me up, but while I was out I saw one of the girls thats always hanging around me and would you believe it she totally ignored me! For no reason! Can you believe that?! I went home to swell up that river a little bit and plot some ways to get back at her on Monday and stuck to listening to music and moping for the rest of Saturday and all of Sunday.

Come Monday I got up and got ready to go to school but when I got to the front of the hosue the limo wasn't there. My bad mood from the incident on Friday hadn't totally worn off so I went stomping back into the house to find out where the car...

Just a sec I've got a call!

Oh My God! Can you believe it?! My friend just phoned up to cancel shopping because her grandma died! I mean who on earth would want to go to a depressing funeral and wear black, which totally doesn't suit her anyway, instead of going to Paris shopping for the weekend! I was even going to buy her that bag and shoes set from Christian Louboutin she was going on about las.. What? Oh my story! Sorry about that... uh... where was I?... Oh yeah! So anyway...

I went to find out where the car was and found father sat at the kitchen table, his top half sprawled on the top, sobbing into his arms. I was so shocked I didn't know what to say. He looked like he hadn't slept in forever and his top button and tie were loosened, his usual suit jacket totally absent; I'd only ever seen Daddy when he got back from business trips or when he took me and Mama out for the evening and he was always immaculate.

Just then his assistant came in and Father almost jumped out of the chair, demanding if there was any news. Joseph just shook his head sadly and threw himself back into the chair sobbing again. Seeing him like that scared me, alot. So seeing as I was still in the door way and neither of them had noticed me across the huge room I left quietly and without thinking did the walk between the house and school for the second time in my life.

I got to my first lesson and found the classroom deserted. I was really confused but a girl ran past in the hallway so I followed her and found she was heading for the assembly hall where it looked like every kid in the school was seated in rows and rows of chairs. I hesitated behind the girl who stayed stood by the door and followed everyones line of sight.

I'll tell you now I nearly fell over in shock when I saw two police officers on the stage and my face projected up on the screen "Have you seen this girl?" written in thick black letters underneath. I turned to the teacher that had let the girl in and asked quite plainly "Is this some massive joke?" but the teacher ignored her totally and stared at the stage, her eyes watering up as the officer was saying about how important it was if anyone kew the smallest thing that they come forwards at the end.

I didn't know what to do! At first I was terrified that I'd been killed some how, that I was just a ghost now and I spent a good half hour after all the students left sat in the empty hall retracing everything I'd done in the past few days in my head but there wasn't really any time I could have kicked it. I was just getting to the end of this thinking when the janitor came in to start putting the chairs away again, but apparantly he could see me when everyone else couldn't. He ran away yelling before I could say anything and less than a minute later there was about ten teachers running into the hall all over me wantng to know if I was ok and where had I been and telling me how worried everyone was. Te wierd thing was the same teacher I had asked earlier was there too but this time she acted like I was there...

Daddy took me out of that school and they made me do a whole bunch of medical tests to check I was alright when I insisted that I had been in my room the whole time. They all came back that I was totally a-ok but Daddy still wouldn't let me go back to normal life.

A couple of weeks later I got called down to his study, which was wierd in itself as I'd never been in there before, not when he was around anyway. There was this man there that Daddy looked at funnily but he said he wanted to talk to me and he explained everything and offered me a place at the school. I kinda didn't believe him at first but it made more sense than any other explanation I'd come up with so I agreed to go and visit the place before I agreed to actually go there as a student. The rest is history as they say! I've been there two years already and I start as a senior next week! Oh crap on that note my short and sweet story turned into a bit of a ramble... sorry about that! I'm off shopping now friends or no friends! Laters losers!




XThe Hues That Caught My Breath hot pink

FILLERFILLERMy Heart's Melody
XXXXXXXXXXXFILLERXXXXX○ Alice Cooper - Poison


☀ 1st Semester Classes:
AP English,
Drama
Latin,
Power Control,
☀ 2nd Semester Classes:
Japanese,
Geometry,
Power Control
Photography, (although she spends more of her time volunteering to be the subject more than she spends taking the photographs)
☀ Senior
☀ Volleyball, Cheerleading and Dance



XThe strings I pull ｛ The Blue Blob ｝

[The Blue Blob]

` iɴᴛʀoᴅᴜciɴɢ「 Marie-Ann Louise Jott 」

ɑᴋɑx Nintai Nonmember~~~

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` cᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ

xxxx「 Maz (only when she was younger she refuses to answer to this now), Marie-Ann 」

` i wᴀs ʙoʀɴ oɴ

xxxx「 October 12th 」

` ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴍᴇ

xxxx「 sixteen 」

` ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇs, i ᴀᴍ

xxxx「 an all-american girl if we're talking birthplace, half american - half japanese if we're talking parents 」

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` i sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴛ

xxxx「 5"5 」

` ᴛʜᴇ scᴀʟᴇ sᴀʏs i'ᴍ

xxxx「 112lb 」

` ᴍʏ ʀᴇfʟᴇcᴛioɴ sʜows

xxxx「 Marie-Ann is in general a pretty ordinary, average girl. She's slightly shorter than most girls her age but not exceptionally so and she's not extremely skinny, shes just slim, which is to be expected since she's a sports student. Her short hair is somewhere between light brown and strawberry blonde and falls straight to her shoulders with a fringe that just covers her deep, chocolate brown eyes.

She's normally in her school sports kit, accessorised with her a headband which she uses to hold back her hair and fringe during lessons. The rest of the time shes normally wearing blue shorts of some type and a white vest top with her favourite pale gold hoody over the top. Whether shes in school kit or her own clothes she's never seen anywhere without her plain dark camo green messenger bag, which, like every girls bag, seems to have everything in it. 」

` ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ soᴍᴇ ᴘʜoᴛos

xxxx「
• Marie Ann's favourite going out dress
  
• When she got her acceptance letter to the school
  
• A younger picture of her
」

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` i'ᴍ ᴀ

xxxx「 first year 」

` i'ᴍ ᴛᴀᴋiɴɢ

xxxx「 Track, Badminton, Jujutsu, Netball 」

` so ᴍʏ ᴅisᴛʀicᴛ is

xxxx「 athletics 」

` ᴜsᴜᴀʟʟʏ, i ᴍᴀᴋᴇ

xxxx「 B overall since I get A in Track, Badminton and Netball but only just scrape a C in Jujutsu 」

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` i ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇsᴄʀiʙᴇᴅ ᴀs

xxxx「 Marie-Ann is the kind of quiet girl that people don't seem to have much reason to notice her. Normally she keeps to herself and her friends and is more than happy to be ignored by the rest of the world. When shes around friends shes alot more relaxed than around strangers but its still pretty reserved and thinks everything she says through before she says it, but normally by the time shes thought it through the moments passed so shes a pretty quiet person in general, unless the person shes talking to knows what shes like pretty well.

Shes never gotten on very well with many guys, although more than one has shown interest in her in the past, because they seem to assume her taking her time to reply is some kind of rebuff. This gets to her because once or twice its been a guy she actually likes alot and they basically refused to talk to her afterwards, so now whenever a guy tries to talk to her she pretty much looses her cool and says whatever first comes to mind instead of putting any thought into it at all.

When her best friends parents heard about the two schools being merged they pulled Claire out, telling the headteacher that art isn't a subject its a waste of time for people who have their heads in the clouds. Since most of her friends were actually Claire's friends (she was always the popular one of the pair) that she just knew from hanging around with Claire, Marie-Ann has ended up being pretty lonely and down recently with no one ot hang around with or talk to. 」

` oɴcᴇ ᴜᴘoɴ ᴀ ᴛiᴍᴇ

xxxx「 Despite the fact Marie-Ann was Born in New York, New York shes only spent one short year of her life so far living in America. Her mother had moved there when she fell in love with her father, who she met when he was on a business trip to Japan. They lived happily together for just four months before they realised she was pregnant with Marie-Ann and then they went from being happy to extatic. Eighteen months later, her father insisted that they moved to Japan instead, giving up his job becuase he could see that Marie-Ann's mother was sad being so far from her family when her culture was so centered on being with family all the time.

She passed through school as just another kid, only exceeding in sport and even then not enough to be picked out for it; she didn't like the attention so she dulled down how good she was after the first time she got dragged up on stage for doing well. She only got into Nintai because her parents filled out the form and sent it off for her, knowing she would say no if they suggested she applied herself (Hense the photo of her face when she got an acceptance letter for a sport school she hadn't applied for).

Secretly she's glad they did though. Nintai i going to be the first place that she can really push herself at doing what she enjoys and it not seem like such a big deal to everyrone else, because they will all be just as good. On the down side it means she isn't at school with Claire now. Claire was her best friend ever since she moved to Japan and got accepted to Nintai too but her parents made her turn down the offer when they heard the school was merging with the arts school. When she heard Claire wasn't going to be at Nintai with her Marie-Ann felt extremely lonely but still loved the idea of being at the new school, especially now there was a bunch of cute art guys as well as all the fit athletic guys around campus, not that she'd ever have the confidence to actually talk to any of them. 」

` i ʟovᴇ

xxxx「 Walks along the beach, just hanging around with friends, pasta dishes, the sun, her favourite hoody and bag, spending an evening curled up on the sofa with a good movie, a challenging game of netball against a team that matches her teams ability, a cool breeze on a hot day, milkshakes, looking after her younger brother and sister, receiving texts, green-ness and nature, her pillow and spending time outside. 」

` i ʜᴀᴛᴇ

xxxx「 Being indoors, closed windows or windows that don't open at all, stuffy air, her cell having no battery, not knowing the time, being grounded, getting in trouble when its not her fault, eating fish, flies, dirty or smelly peoples, being unwell and fried foods. 」

` i fᴇᴀʀ

xxxx「 Small rooms, being shut in (she's majorly claustrophobic) 」

` ᴡʜᴇɴ i ɢʀoᴡ ᴜᴘ

xxxx「 I'd love to play professional netball or badminton when I'm older but if that doesn't happen then I'd like to just have a nice decently paid job and have a family. 」

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` ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ, i'ᴍ ᴀ

xxxx「 student (obviously) but I work 3 evenings a week as a waitress in a local restaurant 」

` i ʟivᴇ

xxxx「 with my mum, dad and little brother (thirteen) and sister (ten) 」

` i ʟovᴇ ᴛo ᴊᴀᴍ ᴛᴏ

xxxx「 Pink - If God is a DJ 」

` ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ wᴀʏ

xxxx「 She's bi-lingual as she speaks both Japanese and English fluently but also knows a little french and spanish from holidays her family spent abroad. 」

` ✖「 The Blue Blob 」✖ ´

[The Blue Blob]

` iɴᴛʀoᴅᴜciɴɢ「 Isoda Manami 」

ɑᴋɑ xxxxEkaki Recruitxx

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` cᴀʟʟ ᴍᴇ

xxxx「 Mana - she refuses to answer to anything else, she purposefully cut off the '-mi' as it means beautiful and it was yet another way to annoy her parents 」

` i wᴀs ʙoʀɴ oɴ

xxxx「 December Twenty-Second 」

` ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴍᴇ

xxxx「 Seventeen 」

` ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇs, i ᴀᴍ

xxxx「 Japanese 」

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` i sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴛ

xxxx「 5”6 (although she appears several inches taller because of her platform shoes) 」

` ᴛʜᴇ scᴀʟᴇ sᴀʏs i'ᴍ

xxxx「 122lb 」

` ᴍʏ ʀᴇfʟᴇcᴛioɴ sʜows

xxxx「 Mana is, in essence a very typical looking Japanese girl. Average height, slim build, small nose, sleek black hair. The part that makes her stand out in a crowd is how she chooses to look. She stands around four inches taller than her actual height due to her well-worn platform boots which she wears as if they were attached to her feet, only taking them off to sleep and shower and even wearing then when shes in her pjs. Thanks to the height boost and her slim build she looks rather out of proportion, especially as her choice of clothing is normally body hugging on the top half and a full but short skirt on the bottom half. The other unusual thing about her appearance is her hair. In defiance of her parents image of her being a good little girl like her older sister she got a fair amount of her hair chopped off so it hangs to her chin at most and is shorter in parts around the back. Having gone that far she figured she might as well piss off her parents some more and got sections of it bleached so she could die it deep red.

When not in her uniform she normally wears a shirt with puffy sleeves and a tightly fitting black vest or dress over the top. If shes not wearing one of her dresses she always pairs the top with a skirt and, as always her boots. The boots themselves were originally New Rocks but she's added so much to them they don't really look like they used to anymore; buckles, chains, poppers and clasps are all part of the boots design and she often attaches these things to her clothes so they match the shoes too. Everything she owns is either tight fitting or covered in lace and ruffles and she often combines the two in her outfits. Her dress style doesn't vary much any more, she used to change her style every other week but she came to the conclusion this one annoyed her parents most, especially when paired with accessories with crosses or five-pointed stars on it. Along with her boots you'll very rarely see her without a flower tucked behind her ear, the exceptions being when before she walks to school as she normally picks one up from the market on her way in. 」

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` i'ᴍ ᴀ

xxxx「 second year 」

` i'ᴍ ᴛᴀᴋiɴɢ

xxxx「 Architecture, Mathematics, Welding, Photography, 」

` so ᴍʏ ᴅisᴛʀicᴛ is

xxxx「 arts 」

` ᴜsᴜᴀʟʟʏ, i ᴍᴀᴋᴇ

xxxx「 A's, B's and C's across the board so I average at a B 」

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` i ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇsᴄʀiʙᴇᴅ ᴀs

xxxx「 despite outward appearances I'm not a typical goth or emo or whatever in personality, I think its stupid that people judge other people just on how they look. If you bother getting to know me I'm actually a pretty nice person, if I like you that is. If I don't I'll normally just be civil or totally ignore you until you annoy me enough and then I can get a bit snappy. Theres about 5 people who I respect and whose opinions I care about and around them I'll generally behave myself everyone else I just don't care what they think if me so I act how I want to and screw the consequences.

As you probably guessed by now I don't get on with my parents too well... I'll explain that later but when I'm at home I'm a total b***h about everything. They asked for it mind. I'll go out of my way to be awkward and cause arguments just because I can. Not many people see me at home since I spend as much time as possible avoiding being there but those that do all know me well enough that I'd hope they don't judge me for it. 」

` oɴcᴇ ᴜᴘoɴ ᴀ ᴛiᴍᴇ

xxxx「 Most of my story is pretty boring to tell the truth, I grew up in the suburbs with my mother father and older sister. Went through school, wasn't particularly clever or particularly stupid, moved to a different city yadda yadda you don't wanna hear the details, trust me, I lived that and just thinking about it makes me want to fall asleep

Stuff only got interesting a couple of years back. My sister graduated top of her class, was engaged to some smart guy that totally kissed my Mum and Dads asses so they liked him and then about 6 months after she got married she got pregnant. That was around about the time they started having ago at me for not being as good as her.I mean just cuz she's the model woman who's more than happy to just sit there the look pretty and cook her husband dinner every evening. At first it made me feel like total crap and just made my grades worse but after a while it just got plain annoying. So I started trying. To annoy them back that is.

I started with totally random things; painting my room flourescent pink to ruin mum's carefully planned colour scheme for the house, cutting and colouring my hair. Then I started to be a bit more strategic about it: playing loud 'distasteful' (as mother put it) music when they have visitors, refusing to go to family dos or turning up looking like death warmed up wearing something totally inappropriate stuff like that. They thought they cracked me when I signed up for the art school eighteen months ago. Thought I was going to be just like my sister and make pretty paintings and rubbish like that. Needless to say that was totally not what I signed up for. I considered doing fashion design but that would be too borderline, they might have considered it a good thing. I couldn't give up my photography though so I went with that and then a bunch of stuff that means I can work in construction when I'm out of school. I enjoy the whole process of designing things and then making them so architecture and welding seemed like a good way to go; unfortunately the school didn't offer brick-laying so I chose Math as my fourth to make the Architecture easier. And thats where I'm at now! Working hard in school so I can continue annoying my parents when I'm done in school and into a career! 」

` i ʟovᴇ

xxxx「 shiny and metalic things, my boots (no brainer), rain, the look on my parents face when I go against what they say, my hair, hanging out with the gang, I really admire Ace, candles and lightbulbs and unusual light sources, angry looking clouds, strange situations, contradictions and oxymorons, old things, 」

` i ʜᴀᴛᴇ

xxxx「 my sister the stupid little goody-two shoes, being told what to do, people with no originality, when a photo comes out blurry or I miss a perfect shot, wooden stuff that you can get splinters from, baby's, children and chocolate anything 」

` i fᴇᴀʀ

xxxx「 flying - like oh my god why on earth anyone would want to be canned up like sardines and shot through the air at god knows what speeds I will never understand! 」

` ᴡʜᴇɴ i ɢʀoᴡ ᴜᴘ

xxxx「 I'd love to be a professional photographer, have my own studio and all that jazz. Either that or a well known architect... both are pretty hard to get into the industry but if I do some really decent stuff for finals hopefully I'll get picked up on it and find some work that way. 」

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` ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ, i'ᴍ ᴀ

xxxx「 it's not really a proper job but whenever I get some really decent photos I try to sell them. I managed to flog a photo of a bee just as it took off from a flower for 20,000 Yen last summer to some gardening guy online that was apparently writing a book. 」

` i ʟivᴇ

xxxx「 grudgingly still with my parents although I fully intends to get out of there as soon as I can find someone willing to share a place with me and go halves on the rent 」

` i ʟovᴇ ᴛo ᴊᴀᴍ ᴛᴏ

xxxx「 Linkin Park - Numb 」

` ✖「 The Blue Blob 」✖ ´

[The Blue Blob]

xx
• Ramiro • Demigan • Moreira •

"So come on hold my hand, I'll take you everywhere. Anywhere, you wanna go..."

The facts...


My mother called me Ramiro Demigan Moreira and wrapped me in blue. fifteen years later my friends call me Ramiro or Ram. They give me presents on August nineteenth, but all I really want is to meet that perfect girl. I call Brazil my one true home but I've been staying in India to learn how to control my astral projection (and the seeing ghosts that comes with it) and thoughtform projection.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxx...on the outside...


When I look in the mirror I see nothing... at all. If someone else were to look at me though they'd see me as I should be at this age, just a little less... solid, y'know? Anyways, I'm fairly slimly built, not much muscle on me at all and from head to toe I'm about 5"9, but thats including my hair, which invariably sticks up at every angle imaginable, I'm actually a couple of inches shorter without it. On the note of my hair its kinda dark brownish, and choppy, some bits are medium length (the bits that stick up alot) and others are down to my shoulders. My eyes are like a greyish browny kind of colour... I'm not really sure what to call them to be honest... I suppose they change with the time of day and the light and all that. On the note of light, its easiest to see me just before the sun goes up or after it comes down again, or in similar lighting to that... I'm near enough invisible in bright sunlight and just like everyone else you can't see me in dark either; no I don't glow white or green in the dark, I'm an astral projection not a comic book character!
I normally wear (or appear to wear) loose white or lightly coloured shirts and jeans or loose canvas trousers, my feet generally appear bare; not like I do much actual walking or like sharp stones and such on the floor have any effect on me at all...
Have a look at my album! I don't have an album anymore... I kinda burnt it... thats not who I am anymore, and I don't show up in photo's now so whats the point?

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx...the inside...


I'm good at learning, spying (the whole no noise and going through walls comes in handy but I never do it anymore) and being ignored. But it's best if you don't let me do anything physical, be the centre of attention or go near electrical things. My favourite colour is cornflowerblue and greenery, music, the smell of bacon, cool air and people who think before they speak make me happy but I prefer to avoid jokers and kids who mess around; too many bad memories there, really spicy foods; I don't see the point of eating food that hurts just to prove you can, liking people; because it just makes me miss having a body even more, and people liking me; same reasons... except this way around someone else normally gets hurt instead of me. I loathe electricity and would love to have a body again when I leave school, not that that's ever going to happen.

People say I'm different things depending on when they met me. All those aunts and uncles that you meet who go on about "When I last saw you you were this big!" and indicat somewhere around their knees; they would tell you I'm a mischiveous child who's always moving or playing sport or doing something, that I never sit still and that it wouldn't do me any harm to take a leaf out of my sisters book and calm down a little from time to time. Of the two of us I was always the one on the naughty step while she got treats for good behaviour, so I began to toe the line. I'd play up just enough to be annoying and get on peoples nerves but not enough to give anyone reason to tell me off. Thats how my middle school teachers would say I am; a pain in the backside who never actually does anything wrong but still manages to be a nuisance. And finally people here at Eden Rose know me as the quiet kid, who generally goes out of his way to avoid talking to people and who's regularly near the top of the class. The one who emanates a stony silence that no one normally braves breaking to interact with him at all.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx...in the past...


Well... I was born at eleven minutes past seven in the evening on August nineteenth and my sister was born just eight minutes later. I was the bigger child and, as far as parental psychlogy goes apparantly that means I get less attention because Beau looked smaller and weaker and all that rubbish. So from a very young age I was the trouble maker to try and wrest back my fair share of attention I guess. I got on just fine with Beau and seeing as we have no other siblings we were practically inseperable by the time we started school. She was the good, obedient, patient one, who played nicely with other children and shared her toys and I was the one eating glue and jumping on tables, stealing other kids toys and hiding them... generally making a nuisance of myself I suppose. Thats pretty much how all of school went for me, I perfected my misbehaving and had it down to a fine art by the time I was twelve.

That summer we went away on holiday, we were staying on one of those camping holidays at a park in France and Beau and I spent most of our time playing in the woods with the other children. We would cheat at hide and seek, astrally projecting when we were sat against tree's counting, and hide up in the branches to see where they all went and then ran straight to them when the time was up. It was incredible fun. Now don't get me wrong Beau was a good girl but she was up for fun things too, so long as they weren't things that would getus in trouble. So we decided to play this trick on the kids one day using out powers; since none of them knew anything about who we really were. I projected myself and hid in the trees, leaving my body laying in as odd a position as I could manage and Beau ran off to tell the other kids something had happened to me. The plan was to wait until they got close to be sure if I was okay, and then jump back in there and scare the bejebies out of them all! The only problem was that it all went wrong... I'd followed Beau to watch her tell them and see how they reacted; we left my body in a patch of bushes near the edge of the woods, so that it looked like I'd fallen out of the tree in the middle and into the tangle of plants. But while we were gone the huge hedge trimmers came to start cutting back the overgrown area and... lets just say the result wasn't pretty... It felt like I was being turned inside out and back again over and over again and all my senses went haywire. Just like anyone else would have I ran away, scared out of my wits by what was happening to me. When it stopped and I came to I had no idea where I was, and the kinda of invisible pull of my body was missing. It took me ages to find my way back there and boy did I get a suprise when I turned up.

I arrived just as father was slating Beau for my death. I knew what he could be like when he was this angry but I was so shocked by the knowledge that I was dead, a ghost, that I no longer had a body, I froze and just floated there as he slapped her senseless. Don't get me wrong I may have been mischevious but I was also extremely protective of my younger twin so seeing her beaten like that and not doing anything kinda broke something inside of me. It happened so fast I barely remember the actual event, I just remember trying to go and comfort her afterwards, to tell her I was still here and I was here for her, but when I tried to hug her I just went straight through...

I refused to go anywhere near my father after that. I haven't seen him since that day. I will never forgive him for doing that to Beau when it wasn't her fault at all, but the damage has already been done I think. Beau hates him too but that violence seems to have changed her, I'm not sure if he made her feel guilty for my death or if she resents me because he said he wished it was her that died but now shes angry at everyone all the time and she shuts even me out.

We started at the school last year, through unspoken mutual agreement that the further from home we were the better, but even in a place full of unusual teenagers with strange skills I still feel totally and utterly alone, especially without Beau as my constant companion anymore.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx...and the present.


Now I'm off to school for my sophomore year! I'm staying in the dorms so I won't have to walk to school each day. I'm taking astronomy, religion, PD, Hindi, music (I sing since I can't actually play anything) and problem solving this year but of course its not all about lessons! My after school plans are:
Monday: just... floating around
Tuesday: just... floating around
Wednesday: just... floating around
Thursday: I normally go and watch soccer practice... I used to love soccer
Friday: just... floating around

I dance on the strings of The Blue Blob

[The Blue Blob]

⋤ LIAM DAFYDD O'CONNOR ⋥
FILLERFILLERX↳ lee

⇢ benevolent • hug loving • caring ⇠

Have A Look Into My Heart

XSixteen years have passed.
XThe Rainy days of Mondays September Twelfth
XMy father said,❝That's my boy ❞
XAnd I ended up chasing pavements

XMy mother once said,❝Your my special little human ❞
XLittle did she know, I had a secret all of my own.
X❤ empathy • telepathy • thought projection (although its pretty tempramental) ❤



ღ MILLENIA267OWNSTHISAnd SECRETLY in Love with?!?
NOSTEALINGMILLENIA267OWNSTHIS﹙no-one inparticular, but there are some cute girls at the school...﹚


&& Pierce Through The Wounds

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX⇤ hugs • pineapple • seeing people happy • cute girls • romantic things like walks on the beach and meals out ⇥
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX⇤ unnecessary cruelty • violence • spinach • being too cold • burnt food ⇥



My story is pretty uninteresting really! My mother came to the school back when she was a teenager so she knew to look out for signs of abilities in me. My father doesn't know about either of us being anything other than normal, he thinks I won a scholarship to the school. The truth is mum signed me up back when I was ten and first showed signs of telepathy, the most obvious of the things I can do. If I remember rightly I started answering her questions before she asked them, luckily she picked it up before dad clicked on... but she started teaching me Japanese all the way back then because she knew I would need it for when I got to the school so I'm pretty much fluent now, especially after two years of practice.

After that she tutored me whenever Dad was at work and I was home from school on how to keep my powers hidden, at that point I only conciously knew about the telepathy. The empathy and influencing peoples emotions was pretty passive, I didn't realise what I was doing. I only found out that was an ability once I got to the school. Same with the thought projection, although I'm still pretty bad at that one though... its like it only works when it wants to.

Thats about all there is to tell about my past. Oh yeah i forgot you wanted to know about my personality too right? Well I'm a pretty friendly kind of guy. I like cheering poeple up when they're down, I guess you could say its like my life mission, my abilities come in really handy for that but its kinda of hard becase people like their privacy. It can be pretty frustrating when I know whats wrong with someone but I can't do anything about it without them hating me for being in their head. I normally end up coaxing the story out of them bit by bit anyway with a bit of help from my empathy abilities. When it comes to ladies I was always taught to treat them with the utmost respect so thats what I do. I don't mind being single at all because I get and give tons of hugs all the time anyway! Thats about all I can think of to tell you... I hope it answers your question! If not just drop me a line and I'll see if I can explain some more!




XThe Hues That Caught My Breath medium orchid

FILLERFILLERMy Heart's Melody
XXXXXXXXXXXFILLERXXXXX○ Rembrandts - I'll Be There For You


❤ 1st Semester Classes:
Social Science I,
Power Control,
Business Tech,
Orchestra,
❤ 2nd Semester Classes:
Leadership Class,
Calculus,
Social Science II,
Phys Ed.,
❤ Junior
❤ Track Team



XThe strings I pull ｛ The Blue Blob ｝

[The Blue Blob]

xx
• Zola • Lucia • Marino •

"Would you like some pocky?"

The facts...


My mother called me Zola Lucia Marino and wrapped me in pink. Fourteen years later my friends call me Zola Or just "Zo". They give me presents on January twenty-second, but all I really want is to meet that perfect boy. I call Italy my one true home but I'm off to India to learn how to control my gravity manipulation and intangibility.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxx...on the outside...


When I look in the mirror I see myself of course silly! All four foot eleven inches of me, from my medium blonde coloured, shoulder length hair and bright blue eyes down to my tiny feet (Which Leo and Alty tease me for at every chance). In between those features is a rather slim girl who is showing the first signs of maturing into a woman (Although the idea of me being grown up or mature is kind of laughable...). Pretty much everything about me is small... hands, body; the works. The only thing that isn't is my eyes which are really only a normal size but compared to the rest of my features look kinda wierdly big, in my opinion anyway!
I normally wear summery clothes all year around since its pretty warm in Italy so thats near enough all I own. I don't often wear trousers, always a skirt or dress, mostly worn with some type of sandals or trainer type shoes since I'm not all that keen on heels. Alot of my clothes have had alterations, additions or embroidery added to them since they were bought and some I've made totally from scratch; well, from hacking apart old clothes to make new things. Most of my clothes are either brightly, or lightly, coloured. I'm almost never seen in boring blacks or greys or dark blues. Oh and it's a very rare thing if you ever see me without some kind of ribbon in my hair, I just love the stuff so much!
Have a look at my album! Well, actually I left my album back at home, so I only have this one picture

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx...the inside...


I'm good at sewing, dancing and cheering people up. But it's best if you don't let me do math, read maps or ask me to act maturely. My favourite colour is medium orchid and pocky, summer, dancing, colourful things, smiles and did I mention pocky? make me happy but I prefer to avoid grumpy people, meat, rain, being injured and dark colours. I loathe birds and would love to be a professional ballet dancer when I leave school.

People say I'm annoying, but the're just boring spoil sports! I always act happy even when something is getting me down, because I think life's too short to waste time mopping. Yep! I'm one of those 'live every minute like its your last' type people. So if I talk to you and I seem quite blunt its not because I'm trying to be rude or anything like that, its just how I am. If I think you're awesome thats exactly what I'll tell you, if I don't like you (which is really unlikely) I'll tell you too. I'm used to being treated like the youngest since I only have older brothers so that's exactly how I behave, same for girliness really! If you end up being one of those people that thinks I'm annoying... tough! I'm not going to change who I am for anybody!

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx...in the past...


Well... I guess I should begin with being born right? I was born in Italy in a medium sized town. It really is a beautiful place. It's a really really old walled town that was abandoned like two hundred years ago or something that got restored in the fifty's so its all proper stone buildings and little narrow winding streets leading to secluded squares and that kind of thing. I had so much fun when I was little, exploring and learning every street and alleyway. By the time I was about seven I knew it better than the back of my own hand. To this day its still my favourite palce on earth. Oops! I was meant to be telling you about my past not the towns... So yeah I was born the youngest child and only daughter, with two older brothers (Leo and Alty). We had this really nice house near the wall of the town; one of the few with a proper small garden as apposed to just a balcony and thats where I lived all my life until I came to India!

Seeing as both my parents had this wierd gene thing I guess its kind of a given that me and boh my brothers had abilities too. I grew up surrounded by things happening that most people would faint at or deny that they had seen, but to me, it was just normal life. Perhaps too normal... I had my abilities from birth I suppose, although I didn't learn to use them until I was about eighteen months old and I could walk. There were a couple of baby gates around the house to make sure I didn't fall down stairs or whatever and I remember wanting to go and find Mum (who I knew to be in the kitchen) so I just walked straight through the gate and toddled over to her! Pretty neat huh? The gravity maniplation came after watching toystory when I was about two and a half; I decided I wanted to fly like buzz so I climbed up on the bannister at the top of the stairs, just like he did, and jumped off. Nearly gave Dad a heart attack when he walked through the hallway a few minutes later and I was floating in mid air doing roly-poly's and somersaults!

Fastforward a few years to my first week at school. I was kind of the class oddity, seeing as neither of my parents are actually italian at all, I just class as italian because I was born here, so I don't have typical italian colourings. My blonde hair, bleached even lighter from playing outside in the sun all the time, stuck out like a sore thumb against everyone elses dark hair and tan skin. I wasn't really fussed though, if they didn't wanna be my friends or play with me I sure as heck wasn't going to let it get me down! That is until this one kid decided it would be funny to trip the new girl up. Seeing as I was in the middle of running about at the time I went totally flying and only avoided breaking something because I slowed my landing with some anti gravity, just like I always did without even thinking about it. However I did drop the doll I'd been holding, it was my absolute favourite, a porcelain faced blonde that had a wardrobe of mini outfits to put on her. Today she was in a little yellow dress with a matching hat and shoes. She fell and hit the hard playground, cracking her face right across the middle. I was not amused. I picked myself up and turned around to face the boy, who was just stood there grinning stupidly at me "How would you like it if I made your face break on the playground?!" I demanded to know, my tiny hands clenched into tight fists. He just kinda stared at me blankly, smile and colour draining from his face as he started to slowly but inexorably fold downwards to the floor. I guess its a good thing he resisted, I might actually have smashed his head against the floor if he hadn't, as it was he ended up flat on the floor, clutching at his stomach and screaming as his body squashed downwards. At this point Leo broke through the crowd of horrified, silent, staring children that had gathered around to watch my revenge and grabbed my arm, pulling me away so that my concentration was broken.

The boy was alright in the end, no permenant damage anyway. Mum and Dad got called in and thanks to Mum' main ability being memory manipulation the whole thing got cleared up and none of them remember any of it happening. Except the boy who I heard still has 'unexplained' nightmares about being crushed... Other than that little incident my schooling was relatively straight forward and average, I was still the loner kid but no one acted out against me again, I excelled in creative subjects and totally failed all the sport related ones, nothing else interesting to tell about my schooling up until now. The last year was really lame because both Alty and Leo were off in India but now I'm off there too I'm so excited!

From here onwards it should get alot more interesting though! I mean, going to a school for kids with abilities is going to be so much fun! I'll be able to use my powers there and learn to do more stuff with them and all sorts! I really can't wait to get there!

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx...and the present.


Now I'm off to school for my freshman year! I'm staying in the dorms so I won't have to walk to school each day. I'm taking creative writing, dance, power development, environmental science, music and fashion this year but of course its not all about lessons! My after school plans are:
Monday: just chilling
Tuesday: just chilling
Wednesday: just chilling
Thursday: just chilling
Friday: just chilling
I'll probably sign up for a couple of clubs and try and find a job to keep me occupied once I'm at school though, and to pay for my pocky addiction!

I dance on the strings of The Blue Blob

[The Blue Blob]

xx
• Liam • Dafydd • O'Connel •

"Smile, it might never happen!"

The facts...


My mother called me Liam Dafydd O'Connel and wrapped me in blue. Sixteen years later my friends call me Liam. They give me presents on October Twelfth, but all I really want is to meet that perfect girl. I call Wales my one true home but I've been staying in India to learn how to control my empathy, telepathy and thought projection.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxx...on the outside...


When I look in the mirror I see a fairly tall guy, the kind who you can tell just had a bit of a growth spurt, with floppy ash blonde hair that despite my best efforts with a tub of wax generally ends up hanging across my face. Depending on the light my eyes appear to change colour from a light gray to a pale, translucent shade of blue. Despite the fact I'm not 5"11 I'm not stick thin, I'm pretty well muscled from hiking and sailing and things like that as I was growing up. For the same reason my skin is normally at least a little bit tanned, more-so after a summer back at home working down at the lake.
I normally wear jeans and a t-shirt or boardshorts and a t-shirt, although being from the Uk my wardrobe isn't short of warm or waterproof clothing either. Its not unusual for me to be seen wearing a hoody with boardshorts just because I feel like it since I'm fairly immune to mild temperature changes.
Have a look at my album! one, two, three

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx...the inside...


I'm good at sailing, being a shoulder to cry on and snowboarding. But it's best if you don't let me get annoyed, do anything artistic or cook. My favourite colour is darkgold (#cc9900) and hugs, pineapple, seeing peopel happy, cute girls and romantic things like walks on the beach make me happy but I prefer to avoid violence, spinach, cruel peoples minds, having to wear a shirt and tie and eating burnt foods. I loathe death and would love to be an outdoor activities instructor and own my own sailing and climbing center and have a family and kids when I leave school.

People say I'm a pretty friendly kind of guy. I like cheering poeple up when they're down, I guess you could say its like my life mission, my abilities come in really handy for that but its kinda of hard becase people like their privacy. It can be pretty frustrating when I know whats wrong with someone but I can't do anything about it without them hating me for being in their head. I normally end up coaxing the story out of them bit by bit anyway with a bit of help from my empathy abilities. When it comes to ladies I was always taught to treat them with the utmost respect so thats what I do. I don't mind being single at all because I get and give tons of hugs all the time anyway!

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx...in the past...


Well... My story is pretty uninteresting really! My mother came to the school back when she was a teenager so she knew to look out for signs of abilities in me. My great-grandmother on my mum's mum's side was from the valley, so I'm one eighth Indian (that one eigth is also where my abilities come from) and seven eighths Welsh. She was one of the first children to be born with abnormal abilities. My grandmother had no powers but it must have just skipped a generation as my mother and I both do. My father doesn't know about either of us being anything other than normal, he thinks I won a scholarship to the school. The truth is Mum signed me up back when I was ten and first showed signs of telepathy, the most obvious of the things I can do.

If I remember rightly I started answering her questions before she asked them, luckily she picked it up before Dad clicked on... but she started teaching me Hindi all the way back then because she knew I would need it for when I got to the school so I'm pretty much fluent now, especially after two years of practice.

After that she tutored me whenever Dad was at work and I was home from school on how to keep my powers hidden, at that point I only conciously knew about the telepathy. The empathy and influencing others emotions was pretty subtle and passive, I didn't realise what I was sensing was out of the ordinary and there weren't really any signs of that one for my Mum to pick up on. I only found out that was an ability once I got to the school. Same with the thought projection, although I'm still pretty bad at that one; it only really works when it wants to, which is normally not when I need it to!

That's pretty much all there is to tell about my life so far. With my known ability being carefully hidden I was just another kid in middle school, I was smart but didn't stand out from the crowd when it came to grades; I mean if you tried to sit an exam where you could hear hundreds of other students sat there thinking a whole range of answers you probably wouldn't do your best either! Out of school I hung out with friends, got pretty involved with outdoor sports since they're so accessible where we live things like that. If you take away my abilities I'm really a pretty average, ordinary guy I guess!

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx...and the present.


Now I'm off to school for my junior year! I'm staying in the dorms so I won't have to walk to school each day. I'm taking Astronomy, Adventure Sports, Power Development, Psychology, Water Sports and Anthropology this year but of course its not all about lessons! My after school plans are:
Monday: Student Council
Tuesday: Just chilling
Wednesday: Track
Thursday: working as an assistant instructor at the local snow centre(winter), or the yacht club (summer)
Friday: Just chilling

I dance on the strings of The Blue Blob

[The Blue Blob]

Demitri Flanigan~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"I'm still the same old me... I think"

☪ First things first:

★ | You may call me Dem or Demitri

★ | I am twenty-seven years old

★ | The gods made me a Human but the Scarred Warrior made me what you see today.

★ | And as you may have guessed I am a gentleman through and through.

☪ Mark me well:

★ | I am five feet and eleven inches tall

★ | My build is slim but not stick like, and fairly well muscled from hard labour as a human.

★ | My lovely locks are medium lengthed and messy, I don't see the point in wasting too much time with preening; I didn't before and noone ever complained anyway. When I was very little my hair was a light brown colour but so much time spent working outside in the sun has bleached it a dark corn-blonde colour.

★ | They say eyes are the window to the soul, mine are hazel coloured, theres not much particularly special about my eyes. They're of an average size and normal shape; nothing to write home about.

★ | What you may or may not see is the coin sized birthmark on my left collarbone, Its not really any particular shape just a random splotch or purpleish red. There used to be a scar on the bottom of one foot where I stood on a sharp piece of broken glass, and a variety of small cuts and burns on my hands and arms from my day to day work but they all healed and vanished when I changed.

☪ Things you should know:

★ | Inside && Out: I don't really know what to say about myself, I've never been particularly introspective. One thing my mother always told me when I was little was to do what I was told when I was told and not to ask questions; I guess following that advice got me where I am now. But with the tables turned and me now being one of the party giving the orders I don't relaly have any wise words like that to go by. I still think of myself as human and try to stick to following orders, although I don't think thats goign to help me move up any further I'm not sure if thats what I want anymore anyway.

I guess if I really had to try and put my personality into words quiet, obedient and optimistic would be some of the words I would use. Thoughtful and down to earth are both pretty accurate too, and maybe accepting and at peace with the world too? I never was very good at this kind of thing so uhm thats all I can think to tel you right now but if you have any questions feel free to ask.

★ | Likes Life, well cooked meat; well I uesd to anyway, deep blue and purple, the feeling of wearing soft clothes and the shivery feeling when you step out of a hot shower or bath into a cool room and you can see the steam rising off your skin.

★ | Dislikes Smoke and the smell of smoke, tomatoes, out of tune singing, being stuck inside on a nice day and having to wear any type of formal clothing.

★ | And I'm the The Young Lord

★ | Pulling my strings is The Blue Blob

☪ What you shouldn't know:

★ | It is forbidden but I love The Gift

★ | There are some things that should stay in the past, but if you must know Like every other human on this planet I was practically born into slavery. It was all I ever knew though so I guess it didn't really bother me, we got by well enough; my mother and father and me. My little sister didn't fare so well: she got sick when she was tiny and was extremely ill until she was nine. It was around then that my life got flipped over and spun around. My mother took Claudia to the mansion to beg them to help her get better; her health had gone downhill alot after a particularly cold winter and wasn't getting better as the weather warmed. Looking back on it now I realise how desperate she must have been to go to such lengths but in the end it didn't turn out so bad. The Heir gave audience to her that day and agreed to get Claudia medical help, but there was a catch. In return for him giving her Claudia's health she had to give him another of her children to move into the mansion and work there. In her mind it was a win win option; her sick child would get better and her healthy child would get a shot at a better life.

And so I got shipped off to live and work in the big house that everyone seemed to fear so much. I was just thirteen at the time but I was smart and mother had given me one golden rule to surviving there: 'Do what you're told, when your told and don't ask questions'. And it worked, well I suppose thats obvious or I wouldn't be here right now.. Anyway at the time I got put in with a group of other teenagers and men in their twenties for training as soldiers. I was the youngest there by almost three years but I was hard working, strong and had abnormally good stamina from having to work so hard in the fields as a kid so I got by alright. I stuck to mother's rule and it worked, well I suppose thats obvious or I wouldn't be here right now. They moved me up through ranks over the next twelve years until I was almost as high as ranks went for a human, I guess that rule worked a little too well in the end though. Sure I had aspirations and all, I admired the scarred warlord for the respect he commanded and I guess I wanted to be like that one day. I didn't really reallise thats exactly what I was on the road to get!

Now I'm more like them then I could have imagined and I don't think I really like it all that much. I'm good at doing what I'm told, not doing the telling. It's made things awkward when it comes to the people I consider friends and who I care about too, seeming as most of them look at me like I'm a monster and all that. But I could hardly say 'No thanks I'll pass!' when I was told I was going to be "honoured" by being turned, could I?

[The Blue Blob]

T A R A G A N eliza M A T T H E W S


S p e l l O u t S u n s h i n exxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

♫♫♫xox ' Schizophrenia '

♪Only one of me » Taragan Eliza Matthews
♪I go by » Tar and Tar only... call me Tara and you'll see the bad side of my temper. Only call me Eliza if you really don't want to live anymore.
♪Unfortunately, I've been around for » seventeen years~
♪I'm a » girl
♪I'm also a » "gay"
♪I'm this » 155cm tall.
♪I'm this » 61.5kg heavy.

♫♫♫doo' Dead Before I Died '

There's not much to say about my life when you ask so bluntly. I mean sure there's the random stories of me doing stupid things when I was a kid, falling out of a tree and having to get stitches in my head, getting hit by a car and walking away without a scratch on me; that kind of thing. But thats not really what you wanted to know about was it? Hmm, my life... Well I was born on November thirteenth, seventeen years ago. Two years later I got an annoying little brother to deal with. I've lived in the same boring house in the same boring town my whole life, if it wasn't for the band I probably would have offed myself by now just to bring a bit of excitement to the place... then again if I did that I wouldn't have been here to enjoy it... either way I guess its a good thing we have the band!

Friends wise I never really had all that many, I mean there is the fact I got the piss taken out of my name a fair amount of the time, I guess Mum wanted to make up for the boring surname... I kinda wish she hadn't but oh well, at least I can get it changed when I'm 18! Either way I tend to prefer avoiding too many people; I get claustrophobic in crowds for starters and secondly most of the time people talking to me are only talking to me to either say something unpleasant or to ask if my eyes are like this naturally or what. And I dislike broken records. I started to dress and act the way I do to deter people from talking to me I guess (although I do genuinely like my style and feel most comfortable acting thisway anyway...), people call me a poser and crap like that but honestly I'd rather they said that and went away than anyone actually tried to start a conversation with me.

School has never really interested me... Don't get me wrong I'm not thick or anything, if anything school was boring because I got most things first time they explained it and then had to sit around doing buggar all while they explained it ten other ways to make sure everyone else in the class got it... I guess that what I get for being stuck in public school. Anyway I started bunking off when I was nine I think... Not much more interesting than school but at least I didn't have to listen to Mr. Monotone sounding like a broken record day in day out. The time I was meant to be in lessons was when I started learning bass, I think my Dad used to play or something because I found one buried in the garage when I was ten or eleven and started messing about with it. I saved up my allowance to get new strings for it because only half the previous ones were intact and those that were... well they needed replacing.

Couple of years down the line and I got my very own bass for my birthday, a really nice one too considering I was only thirteen at the time. I guess Dad thought I was getting really good on his old one, especially as I'd taught myself from nothing. Never had a lesson in my life and I'm damn proud of it. And now here I am, in with the band, aiming for the stars... I wonder how far we'll make it?

♫♫♫doo ' Kandyland '

Well a good summary of my attitude towards people in general is that I am how I am and if you don't like it ******** off and complain to someone else. I hate people who judge me and despise being told how I should and shouldn't be and what I should or shouldn't do. If you wanna be all control freakish go do it to your own life not mine. I'm very blunt and forthright, if I think your cool I'll tell you so, if I think you're damn good looking you'll know for sure and if I want to hit you it's generally pretty clear (if this is the case I suggest you turn and walk quickly away from me). Following through on that I act first and think later... well actually thats a lie I generally just act and screw the concequences altogether... which has landed me in a cell or in trouble wiht the police a couple of times but come on, who honestly wants to be a goody two shoes and follow the rules all the time?! Life would be so damn boring if everyone did!

Not don't get me wrong I'm not just a naughty little attention seeker. If anything I hate attention which is probably the reason for my bluntness about whether I like people or not. If I do like you though and we hang out I'm pretty laid back and chilled, I'd like to think I have a good sense of humor when I try, although I don't seem to be so great at knowing where other peoples 'line' is and when I'm crossing it. But don't even think of coming to me with your problems or wanting a shoulder to cry on because I'm SO not that girl, and since girls do tend to get all sappy and cry more often than guys I tend to get on with guys better and normally end up hanging with them instead of girls.

♫♫♫doo ' Black Dahlia '

♪These screw up my flow » conversation, raspberries, dirt, disorganized people, soppy films, dresses, really bright lights, heels.
♪I don't get scared, but these creep me out » crowds or enclosed spaces - if I can't stretch my arms out and spin around without touching stuff it's probably because I'm curled up in a ball on the floor trying to stop myself having a panic attack
♪Instruments » bass and bass alone, I don't have the foot co-ordination for drums and I can't get my head around six strings after playing on four for so long... I'm not even going to comment on my singing.
♪I tolerate » running, weed, noodle based foods, action films (the kind with lots of booms and guts), flats, hanging out with guys, hoodies and vest tops.

♫♫♫doo ' Freaxxx '

♪ I've been arrested for possesion, being drunk and disorderly in a public place, drink driving, underage driving and noise offenses.
♪ I gotta admit I think Cady is pretty damn good looking... the only reason I haven't acted on it is because the band is the best thing thats ever happened to me and I don't wanna screw it up...
♪ Jaime is my closest friend ever ever! He's one of the few people I will go out on a limb for since I know he would do the same for me.
♪ Although my hair is currently pink and black and has been for some time now the pink part is only wash in wash out... sometimes I'll keep it the same for a couple of months at a time and other times I change it every week or so... it really is pot luck!

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