Congratulations!

[Curious About The Sun]

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ My soul is mine, and mine alone. I will ηever bε your paωη! ❞

★ ( ( I'm Animula! ) ) ● ( ( I believe I was seven when I died...but now, I just don't know. ) ) ● ( ( ...That escapes me. I'm undead, is all I know. ) ) ● ( ( Silly, I'm a girl! ) ) ● ( ( August Dayyy! ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BIOGRAPHY. Little Apple Red said that before I was born, a Demon King once tortured the Village where I came from. He and his unruly men burned Crops, scared livestock, and basicly reigned with an iron fist over my village. That was settled somewhat, when the Demon King found my parents. From what Little Apple Red said...he barged into my house, and my Daddy tried to defend it. He wasn't strong enough, and the Demon man tried to take my mommy and me instead. My father tried to bargin just taking me instead, saying that if I was a boy, I would serve him and he could do with me as he pleased. If I was a girl (like I am!) the above still applies...but, I would also be bethrothed to him as well. They settled the deal with a heavy heart, and from that time forth they left my home alone.

When I was born though, nothing seemed wrong at all. My parents had always seemed rather paranoid, though. They watched me with a Hawk's eye, and they never left me alone. Not that I minded! I was just so curious as to why they were so defensive of me. Though, that seemed to wear off as I got older. My parents were always happy on my birthdays. They lavished me with gifts, and a bunch of different things. I was always happy if they had anything to say about it! It was rather nice. And my birthday was on August Day too! August day is when little boys and girls dress up as Heros from bedtime stories, and go door to door collecting small toys, candies, and lot of other things too! There were Fireworks, parties, and lots of other things!

Though, it was on my Seventh Birthday at the August Day Festival, that something...different happened. My favorite part of the festival was when we cast the paper lanturns out into the ocean, where they would go to the spirit world. It was fun to see them go out into the distance! But...I could swear that I saw them coming back. I tried to tell my parents, but they just lead me along to go back home. It was then, that I felt we were being followed...I tried to see if someone was following, but no one was there. It was strange!

But..before we got back, a parade of people were coming towards us. My parents wanted to watch the Parade go by, but I knew that it was troublesome. I tried to get them away...but they wouldn't budge. It was then the Demon King Lucifer came forth, standing above my parents with murderous intent. My parents were sorrowful, and seemed horrified to say the least. It was then Lucifer said these words...

"If you wish for your lives to be spared, then you will give the child to me. After all, she was promised to me before the day of her birth."

I was soon taken away from my parents, and put onto a satin carrage. I didn't understand...why didn't they want me anymore? It made no sense to me at all! They loved me all these years...was it a lie? I ended up crying myself to sleep that night I was taken away...

Soon, I found myself in a cage which became my home. I was served three meals a day. Sometimes Rice, sometimes meats, and sometimes fruits. They would always make me drink this milk that they brought me in a bowl. I always missed my parents, and I wondered if they were ever going to come back. One of the servents told me that there was going to be a ceremony soon, but I was somewhat confused...

That was, until a white fox came to me one day. She told me that the being who held me captive wanted nothing more than my soul...and she showed me proof as well. Now, I was really frightened! What was I going to do? It's not like I was strong enough on my own...I was just a little girl. He wanted to take my soul from me!

The Fox then told me that if I ate these three eggs that she supplied me along with the milk that was given to me daily, that I would be set free. The day fo the ceremony, I did just that. The servents had covered my cage with a black veil, probably hiding me until something. With my first, and second meals, I ate the Eggs. I soon became tired, though...I ended up falling sleep, only being called for my third meal.

I had soon found that I was moved to a different area, once the third meal was to be served. I was revealed to a crowd of people, and I was scared...I ate as slowly as possible, trying to hold off the inevitable. The Demon King was begining to get antsy, but before I was able to take a sip of milk, the Fox returned to defend me.

That's when things became...confusing. The Demon King and the Fox woman were telling me all sorts of different things, and I wasn't sure who to trust. Though...I trusted the Fox woman more. I ate the Final Egg with my milk, and I didn't wake up again. My soul was safe; my soul was free.

REASON. I want to ensure that I am able to keep my soul...so that no one would be able to take it from me. Lucifer tried to take it once, and I was only able to escape by dying. I don't want to have to do that again...

I FIGHT FOR I...don't really know what I fight for, honestly. I hope I'm good though!



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ thεrε ωas a Girl bethrothed to a Demon.


APPEARANCE
2+ PARAGRAPHS and REFERENCE PICTURES IF POSSIBLE.

PERSONALITY
2+ PARAGRAPHS. important traits colored/bolded/underlined.

POWERS/SKILLS/TALENTS
Be creative with formatting, just make sure it looks nice and has some detail. c:

LIKES
(atleast 7) in one paragraph or more. bold, color, or underline the likes.

DISLIKES.
(atleast 7) in one paragraph or more. bold, color, or underline the dislikes.

HOBBIES
in one paragraph. bold, color, or underline the hobbies.

FEARS
in one paragraph. bold, color or underline the fear/s.



. . . SNIPS AND SNAILS AND PUPPY DOG TAILS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ aηd (she/he/it) livεd happily εvεr aftεr. ♥


LOVE ME HATE ME.

Mommy and Daddy You never came back for me...no matter how hard I wished, you never came back. You abandoned me...

Lucifer You've taken the souls of so many...and you took me from my mommy and daddy. I hate you! I want you gone when I win this!

The Fox You helped me save my soul from Lucifer. c: I hope you are okay, friend. If he killed you, then I will have even more reason to want him gone.

Sine/Little Apple Red/Charles the Crow/Kook Headcage You guys are great defenders, I won't lie about that. I am worried though...if someone is out to get our souls and keep them for herself, she must be strong. Is she stronger than you..?

PERSON2 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON2. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON2. etc.etc.


THE VOICES IN MY HEAD.
SONGS OR TUNES THAT REPRESENT YOUR CHARACTER. External links plz?

MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER IS YOUR USERNAME. ● ● ●



. . . SPRINKLE IN A DASH OF Revenge AND Suicide AND YOU'VE GOT YOURSELF A Girl with a Grudge against the King of Demons.





❝ "If I cannot be free from evil, then what is there in living? For this...I must take my own life." ❞

[vicious animal]

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ I've got no strings, so I have fun, I'm not tied up to anyone ❞

★ ( ( Liberty ) ) ● ( ( Fufufufu... I never age. But it's been sixteen years since I was created. ) ) ● ( ( Life Sized Porcelain Doll ) ) ● ( ( Fufufufu... I have no gender. But I appear a girl. ) ) ● ( ( According to my creator, I was finished May 11th at 10:47 pm, if that counts. ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BIOGRAPHY.

Oh my. No fairytales here. I was created by a man who goes by Hikaru Nara. I never knew his real name though. His son Angelus would get lonely at times and I was there to cheer him up when he was younger. Now he probably doesn't remember me. I wonder if he's here...

Oh my. Fufufufufu... I wandered away from the story. Yes I started off as a regular doll. Angelus did not know about me until I gained a soul. My ex-master slayed a woman by the name of Lauren Walker. She was a very giddy lady, so I have all of her traits. She's not alive though, you could say I am her perfect reincarnation. When Angelus left the village, I had no purpose anymore. So Hikaru decided that he created me, so he could destroy me as well.

You see, it turns out Lauren Walker was very close to being Hikaru's wife. She is also Angelus's mother. They confronted each other the night I needed a soul, so Hikaru had two reasons to kill her. Oh yes, by the way, you may be thinking I am Angelus's mother. Once again, I am not Lauren. Her spirit just dwells within me. She has no control over this body she may only see what I see, feel what I feel, and hear what I hear. She is tied to me.

This is a reason Angelus left the village. He hates me because I contain his mother's soul. I am currently trying to seek him to tell him it's not my fault and that this is the closest to his mother he'll get. I don't think he will listen though.

The night I was supposed to be wrecked I was fortunately aware that he may try to kill me as he did his wife. And killing me will be a lot more easier. So I left when he fell asleep. Or fake sleep. I know because when he heard my running down the stairs he followed after me, but I ran outside and headed for the forest. There I was taken in by Drosslemeyer into this game. Maybe I can make something out of it here... who knows...?

REASON. I do not wish to be a real girl. I only wish to win this game to wish to find Angelus. Tongue twister?

I FIGHT FOR salvation from this world.



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ thεrε ωas a doll.


APPEARANCE
I have a seal on my lower back that keeps Lauren from escaping my body. The seal can only be broken by Hikaru because it is a pass-on seal ( a seal taught by to descendants by ascendants ) so if I outlive him, I will be immortal. That is of course, if he does not teach Angelus. My hair and eye color is a variable to an extent. Whenever they are exposed to a certain element, they change colors ( scale below ). I tend to wear dark clothes so they will contrast to my skin. Unlike most dolls, my joints are not visible. But they're there. Trust me. On the inside I am hollow. I can feel nothing. And I don't even have a brain or a heart. Unless you count Lauren's.

Color Scale

Key - Condition - Eyes/Hair

Default - lavender/white
Exposed to lava/fire - red/scarlet
Dipped in water - aquamarine/skyblue
Exposed to lush trees - seagreen/forestgreen
Exposed to dryness - tan/rosybrown
High Elevation - mediumorchid/purple
Low Elevation - orange/orangered
Other - black/black

PERSONALITY
I am bipolar so to speak. Lauren and myself are my two personalities.

Lauren is giddy and playful. She doesn't like relaxing unless she's cracking jokes. She is also aware though. Which is a good thing. She can also be a smart-mouth if you don't watch her. And when she's bored she becomes a trouble-maker. She's gives up if it's not right the first time. But she is very kind and generous.

Liberty is strict and heartless. She's never relaxed, and she's always starting trouble. She doesn't watch her surroundings so great though. She's a definite smart-mouth but she'd rather talk with her fists. She's optimistic and confident too. Lauren invites friends, and Liberty scares them off. She is evil and selfish and cunning.

POWERS/SKILLS/TALENTS

It all depends on my hair and eye color. I my hair and eyes are lavender and and white, I can make myself transparent, create force fields, and mold my "skin" into any shape imaginable. If they are red and scarlet, I can control lava and fire. If my hair and eyes are aquamarine and skyblue, I can control ice and water. Once my hair and eyes are seagreen and forest green I can control plants and wildlife. When I am exposed to dryness I can control the earth and I have super strength. When I am on a high elevation level I can fly and shoot laser beams. When I am on a very low elevation level I can go underground. And in any other situation, my hair is my main weapon because of it's ability to mold into anything when my hair and eyes are black.


LIKES

Lauren likes cracking jokes. You could catch her with an animal. This may be why her son owns a tiger. As Liberty I like bloodshed. Rough and fast music also makes me happy. And since the sound echoes through my hollow body I can hear the song after it's over. I also like Angelus as a friend. When I feel myself he is the only one I cannot be cruel to. But he does not like me. The last thing I live for is fighting and killing.

DISLIKES
Lauren dislikes relaxing. She always has to be moving. Lauren really dislikes blood She always hate being told shut-up or something of that nature. She will kill you over that. Liberty hates Hikaru and this game. She just wants to get Angelus and leave. But obviously that isn't possible. Liberty also hates running from fights. She wants to make sure the enemy suffers.

HOBBIES
Liberty has one hobby and one hobby only. She's an assassin. Hikaru mainly built her for that. But because Angelus was "suffering" he didn't make her a killing machine. Liberty thinks this is the perfect game to practice her assassination techniques because there's all the people plus that's the object of the game. Lauren doesn't like it. But she's only an part of Liberty.

FEARS
Liberty AND Lauren fear of losing Angelus to this game. Liberty also fears that she may die in this game to and be put in an unknown universe. Besides that Liberty fears nothing except being destroyed by Hikaru. He's the only one that can do it. And Liberty doesn't want to die. Lauren fears Liberty when she's killing. She hates blood.



. . . SNIPS AND SNAILS AND PUPPY DOG TAILS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ aηd it livεd horrifically εvεr aftεr. ♥


LOVE ME HATE ME.

PERSON1 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON1. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON1. etc.etc.

PERSON2 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON2. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON2. etc.etc.


THE VOICES IN MY HEAD.
Pinocchio - I've Got No Strings

MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER ISN'T X Dreaming Insomniac X ● ● ●



. . . SPRINKLE IN A DASH OF MADNESS AND BLOOD-LUST AND YOU'VE GOT YOURSELF A CRAZY a** DOLL.





❝ They've got strings, but you can see, there are no strings on me. ❞

[Grindcore Lullaby]

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ We are linked in signs and stars, so wecaηηot bε your paωη. ❞

★ ( ( Spencer and Aiden ) ) ● ( ( Ageless ) ) ● ( ( Zodiac Twins // Gemini Twins ) ) ● ( ( females ) ) ● ( ( May 21 - June 21 ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BIOGRAPHY. We are of two bodies, and one linked mind. Our biography goes back a great many years before even the first human evolved, before the first organism was found. Before planets were created, we were alive. Like your "God" we have lived through all, and seen more than you could imagine.

We have no birth to speak of, as we started out as a figment of imagination of sorts. A celestial being, stuck with the stars until the "Earth" came into being. And then of course, "Humans," came into interest. More like pawns, in our mind. Our mind. We still often find ourselves speaking as one despite our efforts. Oh, there we go again.

******** you all. ;////; Just go look up the Gemini in mythology. <3

REASON. We have no real reason, it is purely by chance that we come to the Game..

I FIGHT FOR Ourselves, mostly.



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ thεrε ωere sisters || twins


APPEARANCE
My name is Spencer, and I will go first. I am around five foot seven in my human form. A normal height for a girl, I'd say. My hair is an oceanic shade of blue, with a bright flicker of sunshine yellow. I guess I should start going down my figure, right? Yeah, that seems about right. My hair hangs about half way down my back, and my bangs are cut in the current kind of jagged style. I have finely tipped ears, pulled to a point. I have two piercings in my left ear, and about six in my right. Just a flare of personal choice as Aiden would say. Now, on to my face. My eyebrows are a matching shade of oceanic blue, which sit poised over my two toned eyes. The left is a magenta in color, and the right is blue. Opposite of my sisters' as most would say. I have a normal kind of nose, not too bulgy but not too small. My lips are fine, curved in a natural pout that I am told is rather... Cute. When I make a certain facial expression I guess. Oh well, not as if it really matters! I am of average height and build. My collarbone shows through the skin a the base of my neck, moving down my creamy colored skin to my breasts. A small "handful", a c-cup on average. My stomach is a flat plane, marred only by the inward pucker of my belly button. My hips are shapely, the bones making fine angles under my skin. The legs connected to them are long and lean, spotted with scars here and there that mar and pucker my skin. Normal things, I'd call them.

I am Spencer, Aidens other half.
I won't waste time with a description of myself, for I am a mirror image of my sister! The only differences we have are small. My hair is shaded a dark magenta, a bit longer than my sisters and not speckled with a spot of yellow. My right eye is blue, and my left is magenta. Duo colored, just as Spencers' is. My right ear holds two earrings, and my left holds about eight, plus a tragus. One more difference between us? The scar on my right eye. It doesn't touch my eye, but it slits along the side of my face, around three inches long. Cutting through the end of my eyebrow, and just barely touching the high bone of my cheek.

That really is all. Honestly, put it past you to get to know us.

PERSONALITY
We can be described as one, for the most part. Because honestly, we are one. Connected in mind, not unlike some twins. Well, let's get down to it!
We as Gemini's tend to be non-commital but it's just our nature! We are a bit finicky and flighty in out decisions, but that really is just our nature. Our minds are constantly moving around and about, and we don't like to settle down much because our sense of adventure is too vast. We are extremely curious about almost everything, and love a bit of adventure. All as a part of daily life of course. But if you can manage to hold one [ or both? ] of us down, we are very passionate creatures in all aspects of a relationship. Weird, huh? But, don't let that seal the deal for you, hun. We can be sarcastic at times too, so don't let that hurt you deep babe.

Oh, and onward! We are very creative in almost all aspects of life. In both art, and other things. We are intelligent though you might not quite know it when you first meet us! We tend to be spacey occasionally, but we all have our draw backs, don't we? We don't like somber moods, and will try our best to keep you light hearted and happy. We're full of small sentimental gestures that could light up almost anyone's mood. Though at times we can be complete nervous wreaks. Not everyone is perfect, ya know! We tend to have an alluring charm about us, which I guess reels people in really nicely. We do have our feminine charms, but we won't be all clingy and junk. Despite our rather feminine charms and wiles, we are a bit tomboyish at times too. We're very dynamic as a pair, and always a bit of fun!

POWERS/SKILLS/TALENTS
Duplication; Yeah, we can make duplicates of ourselves. Kind of like splitting cells, if you want to think of it that way. We can make an almost endless amount of copies of ourselves. Funny, aye? Their all a little different, each stealing an aspect of our diverse personality. Funny, isn't it?

Air Manipulation; That too. We can shift and move the air around use. Bend it to our wills, in a way. Ever felt as if the air was being sucked from your lungs? Like a punch to the gut, that just knocks it right out of you? Yeah, it can be a little something like that we think. We can push and pull the breezes, sway and bend it to our will. Funny, isn't it? We can seem so gentle, but in a snap we could steal the very breath from your ******** lungs!

Energy Manipulation; Like air, we can manipulate energy. Not to the same extent as air, but still a bit scary. Crackling electric shocks across your skin; Sending your hair to stand on end. Step in a puddle of water, and you're done for! Because we'll do you in without a second thought! We're coy and quick witted, so don't think for a second that we won't just... Electrocute you. Be aware!

Speed; We're both quick on foot, and mentally. Fleeing the scene of the crime is something we do some times. Just zoom off, never to be seen again! Hah, that was fast.

LIKES
First thing's first. We really like Sagittarius. Their like our perfect match, and that's that. Oh, and Taurus is fun too. We like to annoy him to no end, he's funny when he's angry! We like creativity and art, and the diversity of moving around. We like to travel and go new places. To be a little off course, we really like tattoos and piercings because.. Well reasons that have yet to be explained. Veering back on course! We like rushes of adrenaline because it gets our hearts pumping and our minds working. We really do enjoy being with other people but only if their not boring. We love excitement the most though, wither good or bad.

DISLIKES.
Our dislikes are pretty diverse, but of all the things we don't like, what we dislike the most is being tied down. Because that would mean a loss of adventure, right? We hate people who are too serious because what's the fun in that? Time to stop being silly, okay? We don't like needles because they've always proven to be painful. We have a distaste forCancers; the astrological kind of course. Their too grounded for us. Scorpios and Taurus aren't too bad, but they can get a little boring after a while! I mean who wants someone boring and bland around, really? Not us! But, we especially dislike Pisces because they dislike us. They think our flighty nature is bad, to be simple.

HOBBIES
Hobbies.. Gosh we have too many of those! We'll just give you the basics. Our hobbies mostly include art and music. Because we like a bit of diversity in our lives. We enjoy going out and around and being a part of everything we can be. We enjoy dancing and singing, with a das of writing thrown in. If we tell you any more than that, you'd know us all too well.

FEARS
Our fears are great, but silly. For the most part, at least. Topping our list is probably not being loved. Because after all, who doesn't want love? Though we like to move about and switch around, we do want a stable relationship. We'd have to say, not having love is the worst thing ever...


. . . SNIPS AND SNAILS AND PUPPY DOG TAILS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ aηd we livεd happily εvεr aftεr. ♥

LOVE ME HATE ME.

PERSON1 Aiden, my dear sister. For eternity we are linked, and for eternity I am yours. We are separated by bodies, but brought closer in our celestial state. You are I, and I am you.

Spencer, my other half. Though our bodies are apart at times, our minds are never far from each other. I have shared an eternity with you, and will continue to spend so long as our beings are intact through either human forms or celestial beings.

We are sisters, of two bodies and one mind. Though we flow separately, we are never far from each other.

PERSON2 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON2. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON2. etc.etc.


THE VOICES IN MY HEAD.
I never said I was kissing you goodbye.

MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER IS Grindcore LULLABY ● ● ●

. . . SPRINKLE IN A DASH OF CURIOSITY AND INDECISIVENESS AND YOU'VE GOT YOURSELF A PAIR OF GEMINIS.

❝ " You said you'd keep me honest; But I wont call you on it. "❞

[[Angel Kratos]]

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ Pay me well, and maybe I caη bε your paωη. ❞

★ ( ( Adellia Hulta ) ) ● ( ( Twenty Six ) ) ● ( ( Altered Human ) ) ● ( ( Female, darling ) ) ● ( ( August Sixth ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BACKGROUND CHECK. My origins are not for the ears of strangers, dear...You insist? Oh, darling. You don't know what you're getting yourself into. Very well, though. I'll give you a shortened version, yes?

I used to be a regular human being. A simple, happy thief traveling between villages making a name for herself. Yes, I was indeed the best thief in all my home world. No one could match my skills in stealth, skill, or speed when it came to the subtle arts of a thief. And I was never caught, dear. Ahaha, some would argue that a more proper name for my brand of trouble making was not simple thievery, but I beg to differ. After all, I take pride in slipping small pieces of value from their owners or hacking into someone's security to get to their safe. Of course, I very rarely went into people's houses to steal things...Mainly those whom I had a personal vendetta against, I suppose.

Sometimes, if I became bored with life, I would take on the role of a mercenary. You would be surprised, darling, at just how many people there are in the world looking for revenge against someone. As you should already know, being a thief—or rouge, as some may say—involves more than simply taking what's not yours. We are the best people to go to for any particularly dirty work. Assassination is one of my specialties, and many times what was asked of me when I took on work. Every so often, I would take on a job that involved going into my target's house.

That was my downfall. Ahh...I became over confident. There was a shady male in one of the big cities on my world, he had garnered attention from one of my regular clients. Given himself a bad reputation, rumors were spread about him preforming human experiments in his rather large home. Not what many people liked, and it had become my job to hunt him down and kill him. The only problem was that the man was always protected in public by one thing I can never seem to get along with: Magick. As such, it was my belief that I could enter into his home and take him out when his guard was down. After all, it is very rare that men do not feel at ease in their own home.

Thus, I entered his home late one night. Far too easily, in hindsight, for a man so paranoid and wealthy that he would and could resort to witchcraft for protection. I located him, once again far too easily. I felt a p***k on the back of my neck and sure enough, a dart had been imbedded into my skin. After that, it's all blurry.

What I can say is that the man is truly insane. From all my vague memories of the time that followed, the most outstanding thing is pain. Pain and abuse, my body being used for more than what I'd always associated the term for. I'm sure I've gotten millions of chemicals running through my veins. However, I'm not positive of what has changed in me...My nails, I know, are elongated and sharp like claws. I kept slicing myself horribly with was I swear was just a touch, before he stuck these gloves on me. Thankfully, at least, they match my outfit well, no? Hahah...In the blur of my time there, I remember wishing to be free again. I didn't care what had been done to me; I still had my beauty and I was sure my skills hadn't diminished too much...I simply wanted to be free again.

That's when Dross showed up with the offer to enter this game. It wasn't really the wish that attracted me—I can be free in this game for as long as I stay alive. And if I die...Well, sweetheart, it's better than being a madman's labrat.

WHY I'M HERE. To get out, to be free.

MY CLAN Myself and anyone who can afford my allegience.



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ thεrε ωas a thiεf.


THE WANTED GAL
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I look so wonderful in my pictures, no? Ahahah ~ ! I've always been fond of using a camera. As you can see from these pictures, I am very beautiful. My hair, so long, I wear it up consistently but I believe that it looks good, like fire rushing around my body as I move and fight, even. So brilliant, and it contrasts so nicely with my violet eyes as they sparkle. My height? Six feet, darling. I'm probably tall for my gender, right? Ah, well, I enjoy it.

My clothing is my favorite part, haha! It is flashy but easy to move in. I used to keep my hands bare except for the cute little band around my upper left arm, but...Well, my right arm now has a long glove that covers nearly my entire arm, sometimes it feels like it is my very own skin...The glove on my left only goes to my wrist, and feels more materialistic. The gloves hide my claw-nails, I believe, and make it safer for me personally. Probably my right has mutated more without my realizing it and that's why it's covered. I would rather not know, and I suggest you don't try to find out either, darling. The rest of my outfit? Well, you can see it for yourself, no?

THE MANY MASKS
I suppose you could describe me as fun loving and playful—Chaos is so fun to cause. Of course, I'm flirty and I enjoy a good game of cat and mouse. Don't get too hooked on me, though, I'm like fire. Unpredictable and with the ability to be hurtful or helpful, and I cannot be contained. So don't think I'm looking to fall in love or anything silly like that—Lust is much more entertaining and a less of a hassle. Besides, this thief only does things for herself. If I don't find interest or amusement in it, I won't do it.

Then again...I guess it's possible that I do have a slight conscious, it's a bit disheartening to my fun if someone gets too upset. Oh, and don't test my temper sweetheart. You just might not live to see another day if you do; I can be quite the vengeful woman and you would never see me coming. Silent, but deadly. Consider this your only warning, honey. I steal from almost anyone. But if it's magical/occult in nature, I'll have an honest moment and buy the damn thing. Ain't no curses gonna come down on this sweet gal, 'kay?

Also, I won't steal from anyone who can't support themselves. I may not wear much in your eyes, but you can bet your bottom dollar there's more to me than meets the eye. I've got a soft spot for children and helpless darlings. Of course, I'll either kill them and put them out of their misery, or assist them. But I'm no optimist, I won't waste precious moments trying to assist you if I think that it's a lost cause. And I'm definitely not and honest person, just as my title should hint at. As such, I'm definitely not trusting of others and I'm not looking to make friends. If I feel I'm getting too close to someone, I'll distance myself from them. A monster like me shouldn't have friends, neither should a thief anyways. Well, that's all I'm going to tell you!

ABILITIES OF THE ALTERED

Irregular Skills/Abilities

¤ Bloodlust ¤
-This is first because I think it's the most important. Now normally, darlings, I'm pretty happy-go-lucky and fun. But sometimes, when I get too into a fight...Or really angry..I just. I don't know. Something else takes over and within seconds, things get really bloody. It's disturbing.

((Bloodlust = All her abilities being put to use in one to make one scary ******** killer; Adellia doesn't like using her unhuman abilities a lot.))

¤ Super Human Speed ¤
- This sorta explains itself. I'm capable, when I want to, to move faster than a human could see. I'm not sure about the people here, though, but I'm pretty damn fast, alright?

¤ Unnatural Stealth ¤
- Another one that sorta seems self explanitory. I've discovered that unless I'm trying to actually make noise, I'm silent as a spectere. I swear, you'd think I just float through items instead of walking around them. Hell, sometimes I think just that...Apologies in advance if I sneak up on ya.

¤ Night Vision and Enhanced Sight ¤
- Yes, strange, I know. I wish I didn't have it, it freaks me out to be able to see as well at night as I do during the day--Better, even, sometimes. Also, I can see pretty far off... I guess my captor thought I'd need it or something.

¤ Immunity to Poisons ¤

- That's the best I can call it. It's really sort of a... 'Needs to consume mass (galleons) quantities to be effected' thing. Yeah...

¤ Contortionist ¤
- Don't tell me this isn't an unnatural ability, because for me it is. I never used to bend like this before that hell hole.


¤ Claws ¤
- This is the last weird one. My nails...Well, they aren't nails anymore. They're long and sharper than knives. My gloves, they...I guess they make sure that my claws don't show and can't hurt me or others while they're on. Possibly the best thing that scientist ever gave me--But I'm not used to using them very much, and don't really like them so I doubt you'lll see my claws.

Regular Skills/Abilities

¤ Master Thief ¤
- As this is my profession, I feel the need to fill you in on the details. This includes everything from setting traps and cracking open safes to stealing a ring right off your finger without you ever knowing it. Don't joke, it's true. There's way too many to list.

-Other things you'd probably not think would come with this would be escapist tactics, wall scaling, holding breath for extended periods of time, and the ability to talk circles around your pretty little heads. That's right.

¤ Assassin ¤
-This is a sort of side job I took up during my trade as a 'mercenary'. As you can imagine, it means that I'm more than capable of handling poisons, all variety of weapons, and all that fun stuff. I'm starting to become bored explaining all this to you...Isn't it all obvious?

¤ Survivalist ¤
-I've been living in the wild and on the road in my world for a long time. You can damn well bet that I can recognize my wild plants, animals, insects, etc. And am more than capable of surviving in the wild with nothing more than a knife and my clothing.

¤ Hand to Hand and Weapons ¤
- You've already seen from my many pictures that I own a pretty sword. Isn't it pretty?

- Now, I own several various blades and weapons. However, my most commonly used ones are my butterfly knives. I have two sets. My primary knives and my secondary blades. As you can see, my primary ones fit pretty well with my sword...At least, they do in my opinion.

- My hand to hand fighting skills are decent, I'm well trained in various fighting forms, so I might just surprise you. But, by no means am I an expert. After all, I'm just not that strong. Most of my tactics focus on using my advantages such as speed, litheness and flexibility.

That's all I'm telling you. Anymore and I'd probably just have to kill you, ahahah!

TREASURES
I absolutely love my drinks. Wine, especially. There is nothing better than a nice glass of wine after a long day. Obviously I enjoy playing mind games with others. It's just so much fun to run circles around everyone else with illogical logic. Of course, that probably doesn't make any sense. Hahah, I also enjoy testing my skills against others and doing various physical activities. Hm...Better say stealing as it's own catagory--Hey, if I didn't love doing it, I wouldn't be making a life out of it. Traveling is another thing that I obviously can't get enough of. Nature is just so beautiful! Mm...Human kind aren't too bad, either...I mean, there's always sex to look forward to when men are hanging about. Feeling normal is my biggest enjoyment.

COUNTERFEITS.
Dear Gaia...I hate, hate, hate needles! And those giant human-sized tubes! As well as any medical implement that you might even think of finding in a lab. I still remember it...Such an enclosed space and that stupid, stupid scientist! I hate it all! Ohhh, but I'll calm down and try to think of something else to dislike, too. Let's see...Oh, I really don't like messy food. And sensitive people who get all whiny and blubbery ruin my fun. And anything that ruins my fun is bad. Oh, and don't underestimate me, because that isn't cool. I may look like a sweet little gal, but I could probably run circles around you in many instances. Also, I hate it when people mess with my stuff, and that includes my clothes and hair. Oh, and this s**t with not being human anymore. I hate it...Magick, too. We never get along, and it's very annoying. Can't people use good old fashion combat instead of that crap?

PREFERRED HABITS
I think my habits are obvious. Stealing is of course one. That circles back to my reasons for my profession. Ohhh, long distance running is fun, too! You learn to enjoy things like that when you live a life like me. For more regular ones, I guess I enjoy cooking as well as winding down with (obviously) a glass of wine and a good book. When I can get my hands on them, anyways. --Collecting trinkets! Oh, my! It's just so enticing to pick up odd little things and compare them to each other! My favorite one is a fire emblem that really shoots fire! I never use it, but it's fun to toy with.

THOSE THINGS NOT TO BE MENTIONED
Must I answer this? Very well. I don't really know very many fears. I suppose my current one is that of scientists and labs. Oh..And being locked up. You know, so that I'm immobile and whatever. If I can't move and defend myself properly, I'm going to freak the ******** out.



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THE ACQUAINTANCES.

PERSON1 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON1. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON1. etc.etc.

PERSON2 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON2. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON2. etc.etc.


WHISPERS IN MY EAR.
The End of Heartache || Weather Girl || I Consume You || Lux Aeterna

MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER IS [Angel Kratos] ● ● ●



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[Red-Queenie]

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ I'm taken, there's no way I caη bε your paωη. ❞

★ ( ( Robert Alan Statton or Beleth ) ) ● ( ( 23 ) ) ● ( ( Demon ) ) ● ( ( Male ) ) ● ( ( July 14 ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BIOGRAPHY. Robert, before he came to Earth, was known as Beleth, a terrible and mighty king of Hell who has eighty-five legions of demons under him. He rules over the Eastern part of hell and only answers to the demon king Lucifer. At least that was until one night.

While he was roaming the vast expanses of his region he was suddenly pulled away, called by a powerful conjurer. Anger beset him at being called so suddenly by an arrogant human. He was ready to rip them apart if they were not powerful. When he appeared in the human realm though he was taken aback to see a small form of a sleeping girl. It was apparent to him immediately that she was his conjurer, but he did not sense a magical presence within her.

As he drew closer though he was answered. This girl was a Grimoire, a powerful, ancient book of spells and incantations that had taken on a human form. He had never seen such a thing as her upon the Earth. He was about to take her back to hell with him and present her to his lord Lucifer who would benefit greatly from such a treasure, when she turned.

The faint moon light filtering in through her lace curtains danced on her pale skin, dazzling him. Her soft locks of auburn fell perfectly around her face and beneath her down comforter he could see the outline of her figure which was draped in a cotton nightgown. He was rendered breath less and felt as if what little heart he had beating in his chest had swelled and bursted, only to swell again.

Then, as if only to torture his soul further, she gasped, as if a bad dream was over taking her. He couldn't help himself, he bent down and lightly stroked her cheek. The look of pure contentment that came over her face shattered any hope there had been for the demon Beleth. He was completely overtaken by this human girl. This Grimoire.

Beleth left, but he did not return to Hell. He was still bound to the girl, though she did not know it. He would stay bound to her for the rest of her life and follow her soul to the depths of Hell, only so he could protect it from the evil. Beleth had made a decision. He would make this woman happy and hide her from the eyes of the other demons who may come to seek her. For if a high ranking demon were to lay eyes upon her he would know her for what she was.

So he made a name for himself. He altered the memory of a few humans to create a place for the new person he wished to become. Robert Alan Statton. A future politician who wanted to change the world for the better. Change it for his Julia.

He visited the shop her and her mother owned, but he wanted to ease in to a relationship with her. He watched this young girl and fell more and more in love with her every time he saw her. He was attacked a few times be other demons who wished him to return to Hell, but he quickly eradicated them. As long as they didn't find out about Julia he was fine.

When the two finally talked it was as if the skies opened up and heaven had actually sent a blessing to this unworthy demon. He felt like falling to his knees and thanking the God he had so often condemned for sending him this ray of light. The two grew closer and closer, Beleth became Robert, casting aside his evil ways so that he could keep Julia safe not only from demons, but from the evils of humans.

After her mother died she had been devastated, yet he couldn't help but feel overjoyed. With that woman out of the way he could have Julia all to himself. She had a few friends, but none to speak highly of and now all of her family was gone. Still he was Robert and Robert helped her through her grief. He couldn't stop himself though. He had to make this final.

He had vowed not to touch her physically until she was his, completely, and she wouldn't be his until they were married. The temptation was driving him crazy though. His want for her grew with each day, with each touch, with each breath. He was a demon who had never controlled himself and now for a human he was using every bit of his will power just not to accidentally grab her a** and give it a good squeeze.

The fateful day approached. He was furthering his political career and gaining much support. A seat in office was not looking so far off. Then, as he was driving home from an important meeting he was attacked by a high ranking demon, sent by Lucifer. It appeared he had been watching him. They were curious. And then he had seen Julia. He was now going to get rid of Beleth so that he could take her to Lucifer and get all of the credit.

Angered, Robert shed his human form and the two fought an epic battle. Robert won, but barely. He was severely injured and had no way to return to his human body which was now laying at the bottom of a cliff. He didn't even have energy to clean up the mess.

Weeks passed and he was slowly regaining his strength. The body had been found and he had seen Julia's grief. It had hurt him, but also pleased him in a way. That meant she couldn't live normally with out him. Now she was completely his. He would come back and erase the memories of the humans who knew, a simple task, but he would not touch her memory.

The day he was about to return though was the day of the incident. Julia had been working in her shop, per usual, when she collapsed. She was rushed to the hospital where it was determined that she was in a coma. Robert had been devastated this time. He tried and used all his magic to get her to wake, but it was as if her soul had vanished. A few days later her body did as well. He panicked. He searched for her, but to no avail.

Wrought with grief her vowed to end his life for failing to save her. Then a man spoke to him, asked him if he wanted to play a game. A game that would allow him to get Julia back. He immediately accepted and now is thrust in to the world of the game. Is Julia here? Is Lord Lucifer?

REASON. TO SAVE JULIA.

I FIGHT FOR My love, my life, my God, Julia



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ thεrε ωas a Demon who loved.


APPEARANCE
Beleth has two forms. His original form, the one he was born with and the one that he holds the most power in. And Robert. The form he adopted after meeting the love of his life Julia.

Robert is 6'3" with a fairly toned build and a kind smile. He exudes an air of kindness and wisdom that makes him very easy to get along with and very trustworthy. He has light brown hair and brown eyes. He is attractive, but he only shows his dazzling smile to Julia.

Robert usually wears suits, some more casual than others. Generally it depends on the occasion, but he is a man who looks good in a suit. On his off days, when he went on dates with Julia, he would wear blue jeans and tighter t-shirt to show off his amazing abs. His hair is usually neatly trimmed and combed, but when he's with Julia at home or something he lets it get messy. He has a kind voice, deep and soft.

Beleth generally wears nothing. He has no reason to cloth himself in Hell so he doesn't. He lets his hair fall whichever way it wants and he doesn't bother with his appearance much. He knows he's damn sexy when he's a demon and no one can tell him otherwise. He has a deep, resonating voice, but there is also a dark undertone, one that is hard to hear for humans, but more pronounced the longer you are around him in that form. When angry his eyes burn, actually catch on fire, and so does his hands and feet and wings and the tip of his tail.

PERSONALITY
Robert is a kind, devoted, adoring, driven person with strong goals and equally strong feelings for Julia. He devotes himself to her and to making this world a better place for her. He knows better than anyone else what is evil so he knows what not to do while he is human. He would lay down his life to save someone elses and shows immense kindness to the world around him, even animals.

He does have a scarier side when it comes to politics, though no one can really pin point it. It's like when he smiles there's a shadow that make people wary of him. They can tell he is powerful.

There is also a more contemplative side to him. He can sit for hours staring at nothing, looking as if he is deep in thought. During these times it's as if nothing can stir him from his revelry. Julia used to worry about it, but he told her that he was just thinking through things. Which was true. He was thinking about how he could make her happier or how he could better protect her or how he wasn't going to jump her and have his dirty way with her.

Beleth is like a different being entirely. Beleth's love for Julia took the form of Robert, his human self, but the demon that he was before still lurks just underneath. Beleth is an arrogant, self-centered creature who loves to sin and cause mayhem. He loved to fight and send out his legions of men to kill off whomever he wished. He was a devoted follower of Lucifer and would never have turned his back on him for anyone.

He knew he was sexy and he would use that to his advantage, taking whatever he wanted, raping whoever he wanted, both male and female, and simply throwing himself in to whatever sin he fancied at the time. He had a short temper as well and would often kill whoever went against his will, even if he only thought they were thinking about it. The transformation between Beleth and Robert is almost staggering.

POWERS/SKILLS/TALENTS
Powers
Creation:
Beleth is able to create a human body that he can possess. It takes time, preparation, and energy to do this so he does this rarely. He has only made a body three times, once for Lucifer, another for Julia and now again so he can return to her side as a human. Of course this body is not the same as a human body and allows him to use his abilities while in it. He also is not able to change his sperm to human so if he were to make a baby it would be a demon.

Telekinesis:
Beleth is able to bend buildings with his mind as well as other things. It does not work on living beings, but it can effectively use whatever objects to squish said living being. Of course when he is Robert this power is greatly limited to smaller objects. He is only able to bend objects that are the same mass as him or slightly bigger. Still it can be effective.

Mind Control:
Beleth is able to take over all but the strongest of minds. He can make them stand on their head, take their clothes off, bow down to him or whatever else he wants. He can also do this with more than one person. Of course in Roberts body this is greatly limited. He is only able to control people with a weaker mindset and it isn't complete control. It is more like persuasion. This does come in useful for his political career. He can affect more than one person, but this takes more energy.

Memory Altercation:
Beleth is able to completely alter the memories of almost any given individual. This power is almost unlimited and he used it when he was creating Robert. Robert isn't able to use this power, it is more like persuading someone that they had that memory.

Inferno:
Beleth is able to destroy an entire city the size of New York in seconds with the flames of hell. He can also cause a person's soul to burn with such intensity the human body will not be able to escape it, even if they commit suicide. Of course in Roberts body this is greatly limited. He is able to cause a building to burn with a lesser version of the flames of hell and he can only burn the body, not the soul. Still the flame is much hotter than normal and it can not be put out with anything other than the holiest of holy waters.

Corruption:
Beleth is able to corrupt the purest of souls with a simple touch and a little bit of power. This corruption can only be extracted by a high ranking angel. Of course in Roberts body this is greatly limited. He is able corrupt others, but he has to be around them for a long period of time and also be in physical contact with them for that set amount. This is generally only performable during sexual intercourse and it takes up a bit of his power.

Summon:
Beleth is able to call upon the entirety of his eighty-five legions of demons from hell at his choosing. This takes up a lot of his energy, but he is able to sit back afterward and let them do all the work. Of course in Roberts body this is greatly limited. Robert is able to all upon one legion, at the most and this will take up almost all of the energy that is stored in the body. Most often the body is destroyed.

Shed:
Beleth is able to shed his human skin at his choosing, but he would never do it in front of Julia because then she would see his true form and the energy required to make a new body is substantial. He would only do this when he himself is grave danger or Julia is. He can also be involuntarily shoved out of this body, but the only one capable of that is either an extremely high ranking angel or Lucifer himself.

Skills
Sword:
Beleth is skilled with almost all weapons, but his favorite and the one that he is best with is the sword. He has a large demon sword named Farmias. Robert is able to use this sword, but not to its full potential and it looks different then its awakened form.

Cooking:
Robert is an amazing cook. People swear he must have taken classes with the best of the best. He simply wants to make the best meal he can for Julia and would never want anything but the freshest foods to pass her lips. Before he became Robert he had no cooking experience what-so-ever since his meals were cooked for him.

Persuasion:
Robert has learned to be the very good talker. He doesn't like to use his powers of persuasion so he learned how to be a very good speaker and what to say to get others to follow him. He has a calming voice and a comfortable atmosphere so it is easy to fall under his spell.

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DISLIKES.
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HOBBIES
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FEARS
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MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER IS Red-Queenie ● ● ●



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[Aeroden Eternium]

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ Make me human, feed me hearts, and I caη bε your paωη. ❞

★ ( ( Seong Myo-Un ) ) ● ( ( 1,579 years, to be exact ) ) ● ( ( Nine-tailed Fox ) ) ● ( ( Lady ) ) ● ( ( August nineteenth, a clear night when the lilies were blooming. ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BIOGRAPHY It was a beautiful night, the night I was born, somewhere in an ancient time in an Asian country. I was told when I was older, when I could remember words, that daddy had wished with all his heart, prayed with all his strength, that he could have a daughter. My parents were wealthy farmers, and had already had three sons, but they still yearned for a girl-child, and that would be me.

They cared deeply for me, my entire family, and they doted on me like there was no tomorrow. On the night of a full moon, when I had reached eight years of age, I felt a sudden craving. I was woken from my sleep, tossing and turning, sweat dripping down my head and soaking my sheets. I did not understand then what I did, but I was hardly in control of myself when I walked over the bare fields and towards a cow from one of daddy's herds. I killed it and ate the poor, dear thing's heart. For the next couple months, it happened every full moon. I was terrified. I could not understand my newfound, insatiable hunger, but I dared not tell my family. Father would punish me, and perhaps even disown me. But the missing cows did not escape notice. Father sent out my brothers to see what was happening. One by one, they took turns keeping watch. The first two reported to my father that the criminal he sought was his own beloved little girl. Father didn't believe them, and disowned them and forced them to leave. The third wisely held his tongue, and was spared.

As I got older, I tried to control my urges, but it was impossible. I became so desperately hungry, that I devoured the hearts of everyone in the town, and even my own family. I ate every living thing in the town, and with every passing full moon, I was in agony. There was the odd traveler, yes, but I spent most of my nights and days alone.

Until a kindly old fox demon swept by. He was dressed simply as any other young traveler would be. And, as I did with all other travelers, I invited them to stay the night. It so happened to be a night of the full moon. I found, for the first time in so many years, that I felt nothing of the urges to consume flesh and blood that I had these past moons. It was so surprising a feeling, that I wept. He looked at me with both pity and understanding. I hated him for the pity, loved him for the understanding. That night, he taught me much that I had not known, the least of which was that I was a fox demon of exceptional power. He spoke of the reason for my gluttony; he told me my body had realized before my mind that I was not human, but because my mind and soul believed they were wholly human, my body had to find a way to keep up my human form. Eating 10, 001 human hearts was one way that would allow me to become permanently human. He explained to me that demons such as us were born lacking a human heart, and that was really the only difference that existed between our two races. When I woke in the morning, he had already gone, but he had left me with a small charm.

My dearest older brothers returned home exactly a month after our parting, and I, who had sorely missed them, persuaded them to stay. I told them a half-truth, that the missing townsfolk had all died of some disease, and the few that were remained moved to a better favoured place. I said that I had stayed because our brother and parents were here, and I had no place to go. It was unfortunate, but it was a night for a full moon. I, who had been so excited at the prospect of seeing my family again, had forgotten. By then, I had some small measure of self-control, but it was not nearly enough. My spirit ws heavy with the 9,999 hearts that I had already swallowed, and my hunger was magnified that much more. The lure of the moon, which on that night was a glorious, terrible perfect circle spun of purest silver, was also strong. I tore out the heart of my eldest brother, and he slept peacefully into the arms of death. My second brother woke at the noise of my eating, and saw our brother's broken and bloody body. In a trance, I whispered, gently and pleadingly, "I only need one more heart to become human." My brother needed no more than that to flee. I chased him, but he had met a monk on the road who had given him three gourds to destroy me with; the first became mist, the second a pond, but the third was filled with sacred fire, and nearly destroyed me. The charm given me by the 1000-year-old demon protected me, but I was nonetheless near death. My human body wasted away.

When I finally deigned to mingle among humans again, I chose to re-appear in ancient China, and I fell in love. In all the years of my life, before and after, I have only ever loved one man. But my love was his undoing; he was already married, and he only ever thought of me as a sister. In the end, I shed my human body and brought them back to life. He regained consciousness, he saw my fading body, and held onto me until I disappeared from his arms. Both he and his wife, whom I had greatly wronged, wept for me. Never, in all my years, was I as touched as I was then.

I have stayed within the confines of China, Korea, and Japan, up until a few centuries ago. If you search the old legends, you may find paintings or mentions of me.

I decided a very long time ago, that if eating all those hearts makes me human, than this terrible empty, lacking hunger will go away. And if I decided not to become human, than I would only continue eating still. But I have repeatedly failed at reaching my goal.

REASON I-I-I w-want to be human, of course. Why else?

I FIGHT FOR some nice, fresh, juicy hearts.



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ thεrε ωas a sweet little carnivore.


APPEARANCE
[Fox Form]

In her human form, Myo-un, like her name suggests, is light and beautiful. She is the epitome of classical southeast Asian feminine beauty, with her snow-white skin, large almond-shaped (but still round), long-lashed, heterochromatic eyes, and quiet grace. Her long, thick, silken locks are of the deepst black, so dark that that appear blue. She does not possess the ...voluptuous figures exmeplified by the western ideal of beauty, but cuts a rather more demure, elegant figure; she stands at around five feet six inches, but seems so much smaller; though her bust and butt are of no great size, everything about her is neat and dainty, with her gracefully rounded of points, tiny waist, lithe and slender body, and artful limbs. The faintest of pinks brush her cheeks, and her lips.

For the most part, she will wear flowing Korean/Chinese robes, or kimono, and the colours that she is most commonly seen wearing are white and red, though she will wear any other colour if requested. Myo-un never dons make-up, and rarely wears hair accessories or jewelry (though she had kept the fox charm with her through the ages); she does not need it to look radiant. She is one of those people that make supermodels cry, and paper-bag princesses ashamed.

In full demon form, Myo-un has the form of a nine-tailed fox. Of the sky. She is distinct from other nine-tailed foxes in that she possesses a small pair of feathered wings on her back, and that eight of her nine tails can really neither be called tails nor wings. Her pelt is luxuriantly thick, an even purer white than snow, with swirling patterns of red here and there, and tips of black. Her fox body is lithe and flexible, and able to twist into even more awkward angles than her human body. Myo-un also possesses an animal form for when she wants to stand out a little less, and this form comes in the shape of a common white fox.



PERSONALITY
Over years of having to deal with nitpicky and easily deflated upper-class humans, and being raised and taught to be polite, Myo-un has become a very well-mannered and poised lady. There is not a soul anywhere than can meet her match in courtesy. At least, there used to be; recent years have somewhat roughened her speech. Also, due to the time and place of her birth, Myo-un takes to the concept of honour very well. If she feels it is her duty, then it shall be done. And when she devotes herself to a task, than she will do her best within the limits she sets herself.

Of course, being a fox, Myo-un also happens to have several more...animalistic features, in nature as well as in body. With the exception of full moons, however, Myo-un has an admirable amount of self-control. She is, however, also prone to being wild at the times when she loses her control, and instinctive when it comes to any environment less civilized than that of a wealthy household. She has no qualms whatsoever about spilling blood, and her claws come out sudden and unexpected. Like a wild animal, if she wants for something, she will be unrelenting, until she achieves her goal/desire.

She is also a strangely shy creature, and must be coaxed into fully socially interacting with humans. And, like many legends and stories say, foxes are clever, sly creatures, fond of trickery and always up for playing a game or two. Playful Myo-un confirms these traits of legend. Funny thing; Myo-un is as ravishing as can be, but she is quite modest about it. She does not pretend to be any more attractive than she is, and even though she is aware of exactly how she looks, she does not flaunt it.

She is also, unlike the other pawns of the game, on the border between sane and insane.

Oh, and it doesn't matter who or what you are (unless you're a fox of course), if she's hungry and you're in her way, don't expect to survive. Lives hold little value for her.

POWERS/SKILLS/TALENTS
Summoning, or calling, her brethren (as in demons) is something Myo-un has down pat. It was how she spent all those lonely nights in her hometown. Most often, she will call out to fox-types, and they are the most loyal to her, but she is able to summon other demons too. They can be used for simple companionship, or for battle. She is also able to communicate with foxes and animal demons.

Myo-un can also change forms, between animal, demon, and human. She is unable to hold a human form indefinitely though, at her age, ranking,and skill level, she can keep at it for some time. While in demon form, she is able to fly.

Myo-un also has thesenses and reflexes of a fox. She is far more agile, even in human form, than a regular human (you know, the typical stuff, like being able to twist her head round 360, and being able to run fast enough to leave behind asmall hurricane). This has been augmented by her dance training. She also has sharper senses of smell and hearing than any human. Myo-un is also able to sense, within a one-mile-radius, any demons in the area. She also has the claws and fangs of a demon fox; those perfect teeth and manicured nails are sharp enough to rend right through the flesh; and she's got right lots of practice at it too, what with her having to eat hearts without dirtying herself and killing quickly in silence.

This fox has also been gifted with the power to create illusions so powerful that demons, angels, and humans alike will believe is reality. Any injury suffered within the confines of her arts remains real. It is, however, extremely taxing on her if she keeps the illusion going for a long period of time, and on a large number of people. She is also able to use this ability to make a puppet out of any mortal.

Her fox fire will not burn a fox demon, and will have minimal effect on cats and dogs, but will otherwise burn and destroy the same as a normal fire. The differences: it cannot be put out, it can heal her (to a certain extent), and it will reveal the true form of anything it touches. Her fire is a shimmering silvery-white colour.

Because she is such an ancient fox, her one-thousand year old spirit can be given up to bring someone back from death or the brink of it. Its use is severely limited; when she forces it from her body (this can only be used with her human body), it will be destroyed, and depending on the power or race of the creature she is trying to save in question, it will generally only save one or two lives, and she can only do this three times, once for every century she has lived since reaching a thousand years (the number is three because she has already used it up twice), and it cannot be used to save herself.

She is also fluent in English, Japanese, Korean, and Chinese.

LIKES
Hearts, hearts, hearts and more hearts !<3 Preferably of the human variety, but she can live with most any other type. There's something about the fleshy, bloody, still-beating thing that makes her salivate. She is honestly extremely fond of children, or young creatures in general. She has never had a child of her own, but she really enjoys being with them and taking care of them makes her feel all warm and fuzzy. She has always enjoyed the company of her fellow foxes and demons; she's still wondering what happened to the old one that helped her out all those years ago. She may not exactly be interested in dressing up and making herself look pretty, but the feeling of silk and bright red colours make her happy. She cannot be parted from her dear fox charm, and she is also a bit of a conoisseur in wine. She has always loved the moon, even though a full moon make sher lose control of herself.

DISLIKES.
Her chief pet peeves are women who think they're gorgeous but really not. It needles most other people, including those very women in mention, too. She also has a dislike of hunters, for glaringly obvious reasons, and acupuncture. She's been having issues withvarious priests, priestesses, excorcists, and monks (mostly Asian) over the various ages. And none of them involve happy memories. In her opinion, some of them are lower than thieves. She's none too fond of mirrors either, and cows. She absolutely detests cows.

Oh right. She doesn't like hunting hounds either.

HOBBIES
Killing humans and eating their hearts. Duh.
But oh, I guess playing lovesick fools counts too.
And protecting travelers that pass my way.
Sometimes I adopt a stray or two. Human or otherwise.

FEARS
One word: love. Or rather, lack thereof. Myo-un possesses a classical philosophy on romance. Her one and only fear is that she will live her superbly long life without once being in love (requited).

She's also afraid of never becoming human and having to eat hearts of those she cares for for the rest of her long, long, life.



. . . SNIPS AND SNAILS AND PUPPY DOG TAILS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ aηd she fεastεd happily εvεr aftεr. ♥


LOVE ME HATE ME.

PERSON1 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON1. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON1. etc.etc.

PERSON2 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON2. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON2. etc.etc.


THE VOICES IN MY HEAD.
Spring Snow/Ai to Shuu/Butterfly Lovers/Red Lilies, Crimson and Bright/Sayuri's Snow Dance



MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER IS Aeroden Eternium. ● ● ●



. . . SPRINKLE IN A DASH OF gluttony AND lack of self-control AND YOU'VE GOT YOURSELF A bottomless pit.





❝ "..W-will...will you give me your heart?" ❞

[vicious animal]

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ Pawn? No, we're stronger than a pawn. But we caη bε your kings. ❞

★ ( ( Were are the DS twins: Domin and Syste ) ) ● ( ( A lot of years since our creation of course ) ) ● ( ( Humanoid Nintendo DS ) ) ● ( ( We're a femme fatale ) ) ● ( ( No Birthdate. ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BIOGRAPHY.

Domin and Syste, two of the killer video games consoles following the creation of Xbox. There were six of us after a few years, if you want to count as one person (which you should). There was Microsoft's creations I-Pod and Xbox. Nintendo's creations DS twins (us) and the Wii. And then there were Sony's creations PS17 and PSP. Each of us had unique powers that made us deadly in different ways. But we will not stir into that right now.

The six of us, we were all friends. We were just forced to fight if one of us got in the lead. It was usually Xbox, but all of us were in the lead at least once. Should we tell you about our very first time in the lead? Okay. Before we start we should tell that we were in the lead no more than seven times. That's it. Anyway, I-Pod we hiking with us to the waterfall near by to watch the sunset. We must say, it was very beautiful. Until we both got a message, opened it up at the same time. I-Pod quickly tried to brainwash us with her music, but we drew ear muffs with our power and put them on. I-Pod quickly kicked me ( Domin ) to the ground knocking off my earmuffs. I ( Syste ) went after her. We were chopping down trees, tackling each other and everything. Then I-Pod pinned me down and took off my ear muffs, she was about to finish me.

Then a message came again and said that Xbox was in the lead. What a relief. I-Pod had just been chatting with Xbox while we fought, which made a complete mockery of us. We could've killed her if we wanted to. Anyway this is about the end of our story. We have one last tales to tell.

Xbox was almost forced to... how do I put it... submit to PS17 if you know what we mean. That was the same day we fought I-Pod that we had to fight her as well. If it weren't for I-Pod telling us that she thought something was wrong with Xbox she'd probably be who knows what? We called Wii and ran to PS17's house. Upstairs Xbox had gotten in the lead again and PS17 had already started the you know what phase. So it was going to be pretty easy for PS17 to kill her. We flashed up the stairs and saw that Xbox had lost consciousness and PS17 was choking her.

Oh no! That's just sad. But Xbox wasn't going to die like this. We ran up to PS17 and sliced her off of Xbox and then that's when we had to fight with her while Xbox was carried out. Our memory paks were sliced off at that time, so we can't remember the whole fight. But all of us fled.

Years later, our companies said they didn't need us anymore and put us in a big, run-down area. It got really boring here so we'll skip this part too.

Many many years later, all of the six assassin consoles were still alive. And we were needed once again. Back at our house in our room, our Pictochat was automatically turned on. How? We don't know. But a man was talking a new world and fighting and a wish. But before we could tell him we didn't want to go, he snatched us in.

Now we have a new slim cartridge to slide into our backs, it was called The Game...

REASON. We only wish to escape.

WE FIGHT FOR each other and XBOX.



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ thεrε ωas a (girl/boy/man/beast).


APPEARANCE


PERSONALITY
2+ PARAGRAPHS. important traits colored/bolded/underlined.

POWERS/SKILLS/TALENTS
Be creative with formatting, just make sure it looks nice and has some detail. c:

LIKES
(atleast 7) in one paragraph or more. bold, color, or underline the likes.

DISLIKES.
(atleast 7) in one paragraph or more. bold, color, or underline the dislikes.

HOBBIES
in one paragraph. bold, color, or underline the hobbies.

FEARS
in one paragraph. bold, color or underline the fear/s.



. . . SNIPS AND SNAILS AND PUPPY DOG TAILS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ aηd (she/he/it) livεd happily εvεr aftεr. ♥


LOVE ME HATE ME.

PERSON1 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON1. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON1. etc.etc.

PERSON2 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON2. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON2. etc.etc.


THE VOICES IN MY HEAD.
SONGS OR TUNES THAT REPRESENT YOUR CHARACTER. External links plz?

MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER IS YOUR USERNAME. ● ● ●



. . . SPRINKLE IN A DASH OF (emotion) AND (emotion) AND YOU'VE GOT YOURSELF A (character personality/stereotype).





❝ a quote/lyric that sums up your character. ❞

[Curious About The Sun]

(The below characters are not gonna be entered in the roleplay. They're people I want to expand on from a previous roleplay that never got off the ground.)

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ I'm a sight to behold, but I caη't bε your paωη for free. ❞

★ ( ( Mina Vespasia ) ) ● ( ( I believe I'm near Twenty Eight. I can't be too certain though. ) ) ● ( ( Hmm...that is slightly tricky. I am a hybrid spieces of an Arrancar and Protean, I suppose. My body is artifical; but my soul is not. ) ) ● ( ( A woman, I would think! ) ) ● ( ( I believe that to be irrelivant. ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BIOGRAPHY. AT LEAST A SOLID TWO TO THREE PARAGRAPHS.

REASON. WISH/REASON FOR BEING IN THE GAME.

I FIGHT FOR family/good/evil/myself/etc.



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ thεrε ωas a (girl/boy/man/beast).


APPEARANCE
2+ PARAGRAPHS and REFERENCE PICTURES IF POSSIBLE.

PERSONALITY
Mina can be considered an all business sort of woman. The clan her kind has formed thrived on one single trait; loyalty. Loyalty to the family above all, and loyalty to those who pay her the highest amount. Needless to say, Mina will do almost anything that doesn't affect her honor or family. She can be ruthless, cold, and otherwise someone to avoid. Her word is law in her book, and she will not be denied. Most people (her own siblings below included) fear her for the fact that she isn't really an organic being. She is not against killing someone under any circumstances. Teach a man to kill, and he'll have an advantage over anyone.

Outside of her job as a Mercinary, Mina can actually be quite a pleasent being. She is a fan of old fashion Japanese Tea Ceremonies, and many other oriental arts. She is cool-headed, calm, and an otherwise pleasing being. She is a peacemaker rather than a fighter; she will only attack if she or her siblings feel the need to. She doesn't have much, if any respect for other leaders. To them, if they don't lead her, she feels she can talk to them like any other person. It's simple, really. She doesn't feel the need to show anyone respect, sympathy, or thanks. She is one of those people who believes she is above good and evil; the good of her kind is more important than even people who pay her for defense.

Mina follows a strict code of honor that forbids her from getting to close to anyone who could pose a threat. She is wary of anyone and everyone; she feels no one is safe to trust but pure family. Her family follows strict laws on mating; meaning that anyone she falls for has to have the pure family blood within them. Meaning? She is a firm believer in Incest. She finds absolutely nothing wrong with it. Keeping ones blood pure can actually bring a smile onto the face of the of the otherwise stoic woman.

POWERS/SKILLS/TALENTS
Natural Abilities:

Endurance: Mina's skin is made of an exceptionally endurant material; allowing her to take hits with stride. Her skin is actually made of a Diamond infused Resin; allowing her endurance to far superseed the ability of a normal being.

LIKES
(atleast 7) in one paragraph or more. bold, color, or underline the likes.

DISLIKES.
(atleast 7) in one paragraph or more. bold, color, or underline the dislikes.

HOBBIES
in one paragraph. bold, color, or underline the hobbies.

FEARS
in one paragraph. bold, color or underline the fear/s.



. . . SNIPS AND SNAILS AND PUPPY DOG TAILS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ aηd (she/he/it) livεd happily εvεr aftεr. ♥


LOVE ME HATE ME.

PERSON1 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON1. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON1. etc.etc.

PERSON2 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON2. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON2. etc.etc.


THE VOICES IN MY HEAD.
SONGS OR TUNES THAT REPRESENT YOUR CHARACTER. External links plz?

MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER IS YOUR USERNAME. ● ● ●



. . . SPRINKLE IN A DASH OF (emotion) AND (emotion) AND YOU'VE GOT YOURSELF A (character personality/stereotype).





❝ a quote/lyric that sums up your character. ❞

[Curious About The Sun]

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ We belong to the Vespasia, so we caη't bε your paωηs unless payed well. ❞

★ ( ( Tillurite 'Tilly' Vespasia, Cheryl Vespasia, Kagura Vespasia ) ) ● ( ( Respectively; 25, 21, and 24. ) ) ● ( ( We three are Proteans created by the second Armageddon! ) ) ● ( ( We're all females. Amazon's, if you will. ) ) ● ( ( We...have no rememberance. ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BIOGRAPHY. AT LEAST A SOLID TWO TO THREE PARAGRAPHS.

REASON. WISH/REASON FOR BEING IN THE GAME.

I FIGHT FOR family/good/evil/myself/etc.



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ thεrε ωas a (girl/boy/man/beast).


APPEARANCE
2+ PARAGRAPHS and REFERENCE PICTURES IF POSSIBLE.

PERSONALITY
2+ PARAGRAPHS. important traits colored/bolded/underlined.

POWERS/SKILLS/TALENTS
Be creative with formatting, just make sure it looks nice and has some detail. c:

LIKES
(atleast 7) in one paragraph or more. bold, color, or underline the likes.

DISLIKES.
(atleast 7) in one paragraph or more. bold, color, or underline the dislikes.

HOBBIES
in one paragraph. bold, color, or underline the hobbies.

FEARS
in one paragraph. bold, color or underline the fear/s.



. . . SNIPS AND SNAILS AND PUPPY DOG TAILS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ aηd (she/he/it) livεd happily εvεr aftεr. ♥


LOVE ME HATE ME.

PERSON1 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON1. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON1. etc.etc.

PERSON2 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON2. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON2. etc.etc.


THE VOICES IN MY HEAD.
SONGS OR TUNES THAT REPRESENT YOUR CHARACTER. External links plz?

MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER IS YOUR USERNAME. ● ● ●



. . . SPRINKLE IN A DASH OF (emotion) AND (emotion) AND YOU'VE GOT YOURSELF A (character personality/stereotype).





❝ a quote/lyric that sums up your character. ❞

[vicious animal]

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ I'm only Andy Bogard's paωη. ❞

★ ( ( Mai Shiranui ) ) ● ( ( Twenty-Three ) ) ● ( ( Being of Fire ) ) ● ( ( Female ) ) ● ( ( January 1 ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BIOGRAPHY.
Well, there's not much to say about how I got here. I had to deal with the craziest people in this string of tournaments. Trained by Master Jubei, born a being of fire. In one tournament though, there was an odd fight. Very odd... It was me versus my fiancee Andy. I told I wasn't going to hold back a bit for him. He said the same. We began to fight. After a few strikes and knockdowns I noticed something. Andy just didn't seem like Andy. As I fought him I jumped around him at different angles, secretly looking for anything odd about his body. NO I WASN'T CHECKING HIM OUT! (/blushes)

Anyway, I found a glowing tattoo on his back. It read "The Game" and showed three circles under it that resembled beads. When I questioned Andy about he said "It's nothing, now let's finish this." and things got even more aggressive. His large hands wrapped around my neck. The air began to leave my body. I struggled desperately to attack him, with no success what so ever. And it only got worse. He threw me to the ground. His eyes were now glowing purple. Something has a hold of him. And he didn't know he was killing me.

I gasped for air. I then quickly climbed to my feet as he came for another attack. I dodged it and sent a fiery fan to the tattoo. It burned right off. The ashes flew unto me. The tattoo appeared on my arm. Then I was attacking him. I blacked out, but I'm pretty sure whatever had hold of my body was using it like it was using Andy's. When I awoke later I saw a face over me. A wristband with three beads were slapped on my arm. And this game was explained to me. I will return home. To Andy...

REASON is Andy

I FIGHT FOR Myself and Andy.



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ thεrε ωas a fiery femme.


APPEARANCE

Mai Shiranui: Head to Toe. She's stands 5'5'' and weighs 106 lbs. Now with her hair. She's sort of a brunette. Down to her beautiful sharp eyes. To her back. She wears a long cloth-like "tail" with a huge bead attached toward the end. It could serve as a weapon if given enough force and wind power. Now to her chest, which she doesn't mind giving little hints of. They're not a regular size. Everything's bigger in Japan. Alright enough of that. What she wears is just like her mug shot. It's that, or something just like that with a different color. She never COMPLETELY covers herself unless it's something really formal that calls for it. She has to have something showing. Arms, legs, midriff, breasts, you get it. ;]

PERSONALITY

Mai has her own little personalities. She can be very flirty and oh... "persuasive" if she wants to be. But if you ever get on her bad side she has no problem telling you off. Or activating her fire abilities on you at that. Other than that, she's a sweet girl. If she likes you, you'll be able to tell. Whether it be body language or flirtatious dialogue, she's hinting. She'd really hate to "cheat" on her fiancee but he'll never know. Unless of course... he's here...

POWERS/SKILLS/TALENTS

Hide Weapon


Mai has at least one Kachosen fan beneath her clothing that can't be seen. Wouldn't call this a power but it could count as a skill.


Bushin


Mai can temporarily project shadow images of herself.


Pyrokinesis


Mai is able to create and control fire. She cannot control flames she didn't create however and is not immune to other types of fire.


Fire Attacks


Mai can infuse her attacks with fire. She can also completely cloak herself with her flames.


Fire Channel


Mai can channel fire through her clothes, weapon and anything she touches.


Fire Eruption


Mai can cause fire to erupt around her like a geyser from where she is standing.


Changing


Mai can change clothes so fast not even Naruto believes it.


Climbing


Obviously all ninjas should be at least decent climbers. Mai is an expert.


Stealth


If you can't sneak up on someone at almost any given time, you're not a ninja. Mai is an expert at this as well.


Cooking


Okay Mai isn't the best chef. But she could probably whip you up an okay three-course meal.

LIKES

Ornament hairpin that is red a bit round shaped. She always has it in her hair or in her reach. it is her grandmother's keepsake. And believe or not ninjas love their free time too. She also loves making lunchboxes. So she's an artist too!? A bit. She'd die for some rice cake soup right about now. And badminton would serve as her favorite sport. Her favorite music is heavy metal. Gotta have something hard core to listen to while slashing down the enemy.

DISLIKES.

Sadly Mai only has one dislike; spiders. Big ones, small one, one's with red eyes. She does not care, if she sees something with eight legs she kills it on sight. She hates looking at them, every time she see's one it will end up dead. Especially since she can just burn them. As far as mutated spiders or people with spider parts she may be able to tolerate.

HOBBIES

Dressmaking. This ninja loves dressmaking. Japanese dressmaking that is. Most women are skilled with a sewing machine. Even the ones that are assassins. She likes making decorative dishes and lunchboxes ( as explained above ). We could really say she loves decor in general. But in the world is she gonna do that here?

FEARS

As far as most people know, Mai has no fears.

Point blank period.



. . . SNIPS AND SNAILS AND PUPPY DOG TAILS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ aηd she livεd happily εvεr aftεr. ♥


LOVE ME HATE ME.

PERSON1 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON1. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON1. etc.etc.

PERSON2 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON2. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON2. etc.etc.


THE VOICES IN MY HEAD.

I'm hot babe...literally.

MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER IS

ANDDDYYYYYYYYYY

Oh. You mean that jackass Animal Prototype - - -?
Yeah, him too I guess.

● ● ●



. . . SPRINKLE IN A DASH OF FLIRT AND TEASE AND YOU'VE GOT YOURSELF ONE HOT NINJA.





❝ Yesss~ Japan's the best! ❞

[Curious About The Sun]

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ I am a master of Illusion, and one of the Undead. You'll never know if I caη bε your paωη. ❞

★ ( ( Kaolinite Adelaide Natsume ) ) ● ( ( I was around Thirty Six when I died. ) ) ● ( ( Generally I am placed under the spieces of Human. But even then, I do not know if this is the truth. ) ) ● ( ( A full fledged Woman. ) ) ● ( ( September 21st ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BIOGRAPHY. AT LEAST A SOLID TWO TO THREE PARAGRAPHS.

REASON. My reason is to restore the life I lost to that wreched Demon inside my child. And mostly, I suppose I wish to retribute my life. Start over, and erase every bit of me that existed. Julius deserved better than me...I want to be forgotten completely. Erased from Reality. Winning or Losing this game means nothing; I will no longer exist either way.

I FIGHT FOR I fight for my honor.



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ thεrε ωas a (girl/boy/man/beast).


APPEARANCE
2+ PARAGRAPHS and REFERENCE PICTURES IF POSSIBLE.

PERSONALITY
2+ PARAGRAPHS. important traits colored/bolded/underlined.

POWERS/SKILLS/TALENTS
I suppose I should explain a little more on myself. You see, I'm not exactly what many would call a totally pure human being. Albeit, I was once I was born; but my Husband was not. I believe his kind are refered to as an 'Anadite'. I've sparked my own power by being with him for such a long time, and I shall explain them below.

Master of Illusions: I admit that there may just be some better than I...but I am fairly proficent in the art of Illusion. My illusions affect the five sences; hearing, sight, taste, smell, and touch. Whatever I have in mind for you, you will feel it as though it were the real thing. My Illusions are not easily broken, however...in true example, telling yourself that something is an Illusion in my world isn't going to get you out. It will only affect your mind even worse, knowing that you are in a place that is not.

LIKES
(atleast 7) in one paragraph or more. bold, color, or underline the likes.

DISLIKES.
(atleast 7) in one paragraph or more. bold, color, or underline the dislikes.

HOBBIES
in one paragraph. bold, color, or underline the hobbies.

FEARS
in one paragraph. bold, color or underline the fear/s.



. . . SNIPS AND SNAILS AND PUPPY DOG TAILS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ aηd (she/he/it) livεd happily εvεr aftεr. ♥


LOVE ME HATE ME.

PERSON1 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON1. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON1. etc.etc.

PERSON2 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON2. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON2. etc.etc.


THE VOICES IN MY HEAD.
SONGS OR TUNES THAT REPRESENT YOUR CHARACTER. External links plz?

MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER IS YOUR USERNAME. ● ● ●



. . . SPRINKLE IN A DASH OF (emotion) AND (emotion) AND YOU'VE GOT YOURSELF A (character personality/stereotype).





❝ a quote/lyric that sums up your character. ❞

[Curious About The Sun]

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ I wear a mask, but I think I caη bε your paωη. Well...for Fun, I caη bε your paωη. ❞

★ ( ( Kylie Jeane Clukey. People just refer to me as Sakon. I was originally known as 'Amy'; but now she's manifested as a being of her own. ) ) ● ( ( I'm Fifteen. About Seven in real years. Three for when my persona changed to that of 'Sakon'. The age Kylie assumes me to be is somewhere around Twenty. Amy's probably Five or something. ) ) ● ( ( I'm a Human, I guess. Haven't been sure sense...that day. Manifestations of the Human mind; somewhat of an Electronic Being though in my case. Amy's just imaginary. ) ) ● ( ( We're all Girls. ) ) ● ( ( September 21st July 14th October 12th! (An Estimation) ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BIOGRAPHY. I suppose that I was never really a normal girl. Born Two Days late from my mom; and born into the single most quirky and disfunctional family in the world. The Clukeys and Mancinis. My Mom's name was Shawna, and my Dad's name was Paul. At first, they seemed to love one another very much. They seemed perfect in a sense. In the end, it was all a lie. My mother was a cheating whore, and left my dad when I was three. I don't remember much of those first three years...but, I can remember from that point onward.

When I was around Six, I started school. It was an interesting expirience. I played with people, I talked with people, and I had a lot of fun. It's weird how school can be sometimes. In the First years it has a radiating innocence. You feel like you belong here. This is the place you like. Don't let it fool you like it fooled me; I learned that the hard way.

It started with kids bothering me. Wanting me to sing for them. I won't lie that I had a somewhat decent singing voice, but it was getting out of hand. Then came the people who were just outright rude. So many ******** people. Students, Teachers; and even worse my Dad sometimes. I began to find out hard that the world wasn't everything it was cracked up to be. My only escape was the tears. Crying my eyes out over something not even I could change in any way. People weren't going to leave me alone. People wouldn't be nice to me. It was then I wanted to cut ties with everything and anything.

Worse than that was when I went over to be 'Baby Sat' by my Dad's friend, Crystal. I couldn't get over how much of a b***h she was! She forced me to play in the hot sun; when I just wanted to sit down and be alone. No one would leave me the hell alone! And when I asked for it, all I got was 'tough s**t'. I may have been a bit of a brat, but even I thought it was unfair for that b***h to make me have to do stuff I didn't want to do. I could just be by myself playing with some toys without stupid Tory wanting to play with me. Ugh! It was so damn frustraiting, and people just let it go on. I know today that I was probably being childish; it's the process of 'growing up' I suppose.

Then the concept of 'Homework' came into place. Oh, how extremely forgetful I was! I couldn't remember anything to save my life. And it didn't affect me good at all. Noticing a pattern here? Most of this s**t is all of my causing. I bring all of this upon myself, I suppose. But it got even worse with my Mom. She hated me, and I know it. All I did was make simple mistakes; something beyond what I could do. And they harped on me like no one's business. I ******** hated my Mom, and her loser new Husband. I was miserable...I had thought of going to sleep and never waking up again. But...it appeared as if it wasn't going to be happening any time soon.

Sometimes, I just liked being by myself. Though, completely loneliness wasn't good for me. After Crystal stayed within our new house for a while, there wasn't much to do. Thus, that was when Amy came into creation. She was a friend. She was someone who I could talk to without being interupted. It was a little weird, but I thought it was perfect. Someone who I could imagine with me. Amy was someone I loved. My first love? Maybe. I can't say honestly.

Though, one night I was trying to talk to her. I couldn't sleep at all that night, and I figured speaking to her would help ease me to sleep. My dad caught me; and force me to make her go away. And for a while, she did. It was a hard point in my life, I suppose. Though, worse than School was 'Summer Camp'. SUMMER ******** CAMP. My dad insisted on it; and I didn't object at first. It was when I learned to stop being so trusting. I met this person, Nadia. Now she had to be the most deceptive person I think I have ever met at that point in time. It was through her, my trust in everyone soon became waned down to almost nothing.

Everything was tolerable, though. I took skipping around the Black top when I was in Elementary School to stimulate myself. It was actually fun. A way to get my energy out, and even more so to think up stories in my head. It was fun! Well...until my Dad had to move us from Saco. Oh, how I hated it. Hated it more than anything. And in retrospect, I think Biddeford hated me too. I had some friends; but they never helped when I was being made fun of. Biddeford Middle School was the worst three years od my life. And yet...in that time, my replacement of Amy was soon born.

It all started when I slept over at my friend, Katie's house. She was playing on a website I had never heard of before...and I wanted to try it out. Needless to say, it was amazing. Gaiaonline was the name of the Wedsite. I created an Alias; Fire Kat776. This was a place I felt at home. Though, only for a day. Second my Dad got home, he wouldn't let me touch the computer. It took Two whole Months before he let me back on, and there I was home. So...home.

It was there I play. Roleplayed. It was an amazing feeling to feel 'I can do whatever I want!' within the guidelines of the roleplay, that is. Either way, I loved it. And I even got better at it too! And that was when I met who I consider to be my best friend. Cecelia. She was a woman with so much going for her. Or, at least I thought. She seemed popular. And a very lively person. I talked with her in a Total Drama Island thread, where we seemed to grow closer and closer. I introduced her to roleplaying; even if I sucked at it very badly. But it was through her that I grew. Not to be forever in the 'Semi Literate club'. She made me stronger, in a sense.

Though, it was here I also made enemies. Jera Arrows was possibly the first of them. She couldn't take me at all. I admit, I played characters out of character...but I was thirteen at the time. I didn't see anything wrong with it! And no one else did either. It was one night that she finally decided to be a b***h, and sent one of the meanest things I ever read. I cried. But Sakon was pissed. VERY PISSED. She was like a voice beside me, telling me to write to Cecelia about how I was being treated. She hated me more for that, but I became close to Cecelia in this. I felt close to her.

Though my dad tried to ground me many times, it never worked. I was concerned something may happen, so I had my friend Carrie send her a PM asking for her number. Even closer we became at the time. I even managed to befriend Doc at this point; someone I was a bit intimidated of, to be honest. We hit it off very nicely. They became the reasons that no matter how hard my life got, I had them to think about. For this, I thank them. We went through our tough spots from time to time, but we made it through. Even at one point, Cecelia and I seaced to be friends, for a reason entirely my fault.

I realised my Mistake somewhat after. I tried calling and texting her, with no Avail. It was when I pmed her, that I got my message through. I felt like nothing without her. She asked me if she was even worth it; that it was my decision. My responce was 'I wouldn't be fighting for something that I thought was a lost cause'. And with that, and a silent vow to defend her on my end, we became friends again. The best of them. c:

Though...all good things must come to an end, eh? It all happened when I found my Dad lying on the floor, bleeding to death. I was stunned speechless. I ran over to him, and began to cry. Crying like no one's business. My dad looked to me, somewhat of a smile on his face.

"Guess I got what was coming to me, eh?" "No! You didn't deserve this! Not at all!" "Yeah...sucks that life has to be this way." "...Dad...who did this to you?" "...That stupid b***h. Your mom."

That alone set me off. My mom then came into the room as my dad died, laughing. She seemed to take an incredible pride in what she did, and began taunting me. Little did she know, she was gonna be in for a HUGE surprise.

I turned to look at her, a somewhat sadistic look on my face. My mind had snapped; completely snapped. My mom tried to come at me with the knife she used to kill my Dad, and I kicked it from her. Slicing myself in the process, but I didn't mind that one bit. With a single raise, I stabbed her in the head. Watching her as she fell to the ground, a satisfied look on my face. "I told you you'd regret the day you messed with me, you stupid b***h." Were my final words, as reality snapped back in. This wasn't a dream, as much as I wanted to think. I was scared shitless. Franticly, I reached for my phone and called the one person I trusted. After about five calls, two text messages sent imidiantly after one another, and about six more calls, she answered me...

REASON. I want to be free from this string of emotions I am damned to...everything I do ends up all wrong. I live to please, but I can't even manage that. It's kinda pathedic...

Oh, me? I'm just here because she dragged me along.

Me too; I'm mostly here to make sure no one tears their heads off. Hehe!

I FIGHT FOR I fight for myself, and my few and varied friends. As do I. Me too!



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

★ thεrε ωas a Girl. and a Manifestation.


APPEARANCE
Kylie in appearence is nothing really special. She stands at about Five feet, Four or so inches tall. She has dark blonde hair that she tries to wash on a daily basis to keep it from getting greasy, that she let grow down to her mid back. She has dark brown eyes, and somewhat peachy skin that is easily burn in the sunlight. She is modestly built, and somewhat over weight. She is a C-Cup, and weights about 180 pounds. A lot of people say she doesn't look it much though. She tends to wear T-Shirts of one particular color, or Graphic Tees. Black, Purple, Orange, Dark Green, and the like are her favorite colors to wear. She tends to also wear somewhat loose fitting jeans that are never lighter than a dark denim blue. Kylie always wears ankle socks, and a pair of black and orange sneakers.

Sakon is a lot more different in appearence than Kylie; giving off somewhat of an Anime Vibe to her. She is a little better endowed than Kylie is, but not by much. She has nice tanned skin, with lime green hair and gray eyes. The lime green hair is particularly straight, and her gray eyes are quite big. She typically wears what could be considered an 'Urban' Gray top, with a couple of blingy neckleces. A short, red ballon skirt that is snug to her tiny a**; with dark, black leggings underneath. She also wears white ankle socks, with Black Mary Janes. She stands at about Five foot Six; an inch or so taller than Kylie.

Amy herself is a very small, unusual little girl. She's only about Four foot Nine, and is a very skinny petite little girl who looks like she came out of a Japanese anime. Her eyes are a 'hot pink' in color, and her skin is a very snowy white. Her hair is white as well; rather short too. It's usually done up in a bun, with two hair pieces framing her tiny face. She wears a white and lavender Kimono, along with lavender lace socks and Mary Janes.

PERSONALITY
Kylie herself can be described as a somewhat weird person. She's an absolute Otaku; mostly for Bleach, Pokemon, and other animes. She has a fondness for playing games and drawing. For the most part, Kylie seems like a somewhat pleasent person. Though, it depends on what mood you catch her in. In other times, Kylie can be an easily annoyed, irritable b***h. It doesn't take much to get her yelling 'shut the ******** up!' to someone if they are being too annoying. Though, it's kinda hypocritical on her part; she can be somewhat annoying and demanding as well. She is possibly the most easily prone to tears person she knows. And it's usually for a stupid reason not even she will understand in the end.

She has an exceptional hatred for herself as well; something she has had for a while. She just doesn't like herself as she is. She doesn't understand how people could like a person that she herself hates. She has been through her share of tears in her life; she has toughened up in a sense. She doesn't like a lot of people she knows in real life. She can be somewhat Cynical and Cold. Mistrusting even. It is very rare she will trust someone she knows in real life into her mind and soul. She doesn't trust anyone; not even her own family. The only people she knows she can count on are the people she meets as Sakon.

Kylie is also a very closeted Lesbian. She will take anyone who she feels she can get along with; she wants someone who jives well with her personality. She is very easy to please if she likes someone, and has a tendancy to show a much warmer side to the people she truly cares about. She is Empathedic almost to a fault; she can sense emotions pretty darn well, and will always ask if something is up. She fears her father's judgement very much, though this fear mostly stems from the fact that she feels he doesn't understand her at all. She seems to get angry more than she does sad. It's very hard to make her snap; though if you do it is not likely to be pleasent.

Kylie is actually quite smart despite some problems with accepting reality. She is a bit of a scatter brain; she forgets stuff very easily, and tends to be lost in thought more often than not. She is someone who you love, or you hate. She likes honesty, as long as it isn't outright rude. She can be somewhat compulsive in a sense. Sometimes, she does without thinking. In all honesty, she does a lot of things without thinking first. She can be stupid in a sense; she needs to be reminded things over and over again to know them to their fullest. She is a complex individual. And, she's also quite lazy. She doesn't like doing things; she'll gladly just sit around and do nothing without any complaints.

One thing about Kylie is that she is a very true person; she won't allow someone else to pay for her mistake. She'd gladly die a brutal death as long as it saves someone else from being killed. She will gladly stand up for someone if she is angry enough to show a person who's the boss. Though, she doesn't require any form of thanks in the end. In fact, she doesn't expect it from anyone. She feels that she is just here to exist; a test of human suffering. If she has a lover, that person will recieve her undivived attention and trust. Though she doesn't take being lied to very well, she can easily forgive. She can forgive; but she doesn't easily forget. She loves unconditionally, and Hates Equally. If she hates someone, she ain't gonna make no attempts to hide it. She simply won't associate with the person if she can help it.

Schizoprenia?

Kylie inner voice of 'Amy' can be considered to some as possible case of Schizoprenia. It's somewhat more stable on her end, as she can control this voice much more than most. Amy doesn't have much influence on Kylie or Sakon's well being or state of mind. A controled mask, if you will.

Sakon is a somewhat different individual from Kylie. She still holds a sense of weirdness to her; though, she seems much more appealing in a sense. She's proud of who she is, and very much a positive person. She's a bit fruity and demanding, but she finds that people tend to tolerate her very nicely. Sakon may just be a mask, but she also seems to be an escape. Sakon isn't on any form of terms with Kylie. She finds her somewhat pleasureable; though the girl's actions seem to annoy her from time to time. Sakon will admit that she has a bit in common with Kylie; but for the most part she keeps herself seperated from her.

Sakon is an extremely open person; a very open lesbian at that. She's a whore, and proud of it. Though, Sakon can have tendancies to be bossy, rude, mean, and even a b***h. She tends to apoligise very quickly though; she sometimes has a habit of saying stuff without meaning it. She's equally as Implusive as Kylie is, and she tends to have a rather sharp tounge when provoked. She is a bold person; a graceful defender, and one who will not give up even when the chips are down. she is much like Kylie in the defending sense; it was actually because of Sakon she became stronger. Sakon, and the friends she met through her. She may not appriciate Kylie very much, but she is happy to teach her to become stronger. In a literal sense; the two of them are rather two faced.

Amy herself is a very sweet, small little girl. She is the borderline between the two; someone who keeps balance between Sakon and Kylie. She might be small, but she has some influence on the two. Not in a Schizoprenic sort of way; but she's more of a consense between the two of them. She manifests when Sakon can not for Kylie. Sakon can turn herself into Amy, and Amy's personality lives on in Sakon. Sakon keeps her hidden from the world; she is Kylie and Sakon's innocence. Their only shread of good, who stays inside of Sakon as a means of protection. Sakon protects her from the outside world, protecting her from being tainted; and in turn Amy gives advise to the two of them, and gives Sakon Immortality.

Amy's personality is that of a Yamato Nadeshiko (Tv Tropes); very orderly, like a Japanese house wife. Still, she quite determined as well. She is someone who is pure, innocent, and uncorrupt; but she's also a determined little girl. Her voice is soft, childish, and rarely harsh. The kind that when you hear it, you just want to take her and hold her in your arms.

Tropes Fallen Under.

POWERS/SKILLS/TALENTS
Kylie:

Empathy: Kylie tends to have the power to sense emotions very wel, be it with a change in someone tone, or just an uneasyness in the air. She will find it, and try to mend the situation. (Even if it doesn't involve herself).

Sharp Tounge: One of the things that Kylie tries to keep hidden is a very, very sharp tounge and foul mouth. It's rare that she swears in public; unless she's with her friends.

Hand Guns: Kylie can shoot pretty nicely. She only keeps it on her as a means of protection; and because Sakon suggested that it may make her look cooler.

Physical Strength: Kylie is pretty strong, actually. She can leave brusises on her father, and none the less lift him off the ground.

'Don't you dare lay a hand on them...': Kylie is a very determined person; she won't let anyone die on her accord. She'll do anything she has to.

Telepathy: Only with Sakon and Amy.

Sakon:

Form Changing: Usually innated when Kylie is seperated from Sakon for a long time. She will reform herself as a being known as 'Amy' to Kylie. Amy is considerably more like Kylie than she'd like to admit.

Hand Guns: Sakon also carries a set of handguns on her. She originally had four of them, but gave two to Kylie to 'make her look cooler'.

Witty: Sakon will always, always be able to come back with a smart remark on your sorry a**.

Flexibility: Being a rather skiny person, Sakon can bend herself in ways no other human could dream of.

Immortality: Ah, I'll explain this one myself~! Well, considering the fact that I am not a living, breathing human like the lot of you, I cannot die. My stupid flesh bag of a master can, but I can't! Needless to say, it's a blessing and a burden. I'll only die when my flesh bag does. I have Amy to thank for this.

'Get away from them!': Read Kylie's above trait.

Summoning: Though a rarely used ability, Sakon can summon Amy from herself. She doesn't like the girl being tainted with reality, but Amy's abilities are very useful.

Telepathy: Only with Kylie and Amy.

Fighting Style: This is a tandom fighting style between her and Amy. When summoned, Amy is chained to Sakon's side. While this restrains how far she can travel, this can make for a deadly fighting style between the two of them. Amy is capable of lifting Sakon around, using the nearly indestructable chain link to throw her around. Once Sakon gets good air, she can use this against opponents and start firing at them while they try to fight her or Amy off.

Amy:

I Reject!: An ability manifested from Kylie's denial of reality, her own creation as a being not of reality, and Sakon's rejection of it as well. Amy can detect the reality around her, and fix something as she deems fit. This is only when she manifests through Sakon though; if Sakon transforms into Amy to keep tabs on her, she cannot use this ability. Though, this does work the opposite way as well; if Amy doesn't like something she sees, and can get rid of it in a matter of moments.

Minor Telekinesis: Amy can use a telekinetic force in her hands to reflect small items that are aimed at her. She can effectively catch a bullet or small blade without taking any damage.

Telepathy: Only with Kylie and Sakon. She can give them advise and stop their fights.

Physical Strength: In tandom with her and Sakon's fighting style, she is able to effortlessly throw Sakon around with one arm's strength. Even for a fairly small girl.

Swordsmanship: Amy's mastery at it isn't the best of the best, but she can make it by. She just has to be aware if she's fighting with Sakon not to forget about her. The sword she uses is a Japanese Katana (with help from Kylie's obsession with Bleach) in a smiliar style to Rukia Kuchiki's Sode No Shirayuki. (Without the Ribbon Tasle; it's basicly a white Katana with a pure white Blade.)

Fighting Style: Read Sakon's above traits.

LIKES
Kylie

- Lazing Around
- Eatting
- Drawing
- Drawing Cecelia's well done Killings
- Being around Sakon/Amy
- Roleplaying
- Sleeping
- Anime
- Playing Pokemon Games
- Being loved

Sakon

- Laying around
- Drawing
- Being High and Mighty
- Pokemon
- Anime
- Roleplaying
- Sleeping

Amy

- Following Butterflies
- 'Fixing' Reality
- Giggling
- Sweets
- Affection
- Being Inside Sakon
- Ghost Stories

DISLIKES.
Kylie

- Rudeness
- Spicy Foods
- Herself
- Being Lonely
- Being in Pain
- Being Grounded
- Her Mother
- Annoying People

Sakon

- Being Cut Down
- People who 'Text Talk'
- Kylie getting killed
- Amy being released
- People who won't leave her be
- Kylie (In a Mild Sense)
- People who dare to call her a c**t

Amy

- People who hurt Kylie or Sakon
- Kylie's Dad
- The Fact Kylie and Sakon don't get along
- Not eatting
- Owls
- Being Harmed
- Sakon's worrying about her being 'Tainted'

HOBBIES
Kylie

- Drawing
- Playing Online Pokemon Matches
- Killing

Sakon

- Fighting
- Drawing
- Chatting Online

Amy

- Look at the World around Her
- Messing with Reality

FEARS
Kylie has a dehabilitating fear of Bees. She doesn't like them one bit. She's also mildly afraid of darkness; if she can't see, then she'll freak out. Other than that though, she isn't afraid of much else.

Sakon fears that she'll be forgotten one day; just a useless toy to be put in the closet when she's run out of use. She'd rather be forgotten with a lesson imprinted in Kylie's mind that she herself taught her.

Amy is actually fearless. A childish innocence prevents her from being afraid of a lot of things actually.



. . . SNIPS AND SNAILS AND PUPPY DOG TAILS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ aηd they tried to livε happily εvεr aftεr. ♥


LOVE ME HATE ME.

Kylie

Cecelia Personally, I am quite fond of you. Though Sakon seems to know you much better than I do, I am very happy that I know you. I just wish I could help you when the time comes. I'm useless, aren't I? </3 But none the less, I love you.

Alex/Chris/Moise/Arnie/Dmitrii/etc. (My Real Life Friends) You guys are okay...most of you have the tendancy to get on my ******** nerves though. And yet, you still take me as I am. That's friendship right there. <3

Jake I know I don't get to talk to you much, but you seem like an awesome person from the times I've talked to you; and from what Sakon has told me. c:

Rolf You seem like a very nice fellow from what Sakon tells me. c: I hope to meet you sometime.

Hali (Real name Unknown) Sakon tells me you are quite a wonderous person. She feels sympathy for you, but she loves you like everyone else she loves. I'd love to meet you for myself. c:

Who Shall Not be Named Words cannot describe the grudge I hold. You made me ******** cry. I don't like you, but I will hold my tounge against you.

Hope, Zero, and Houri You guys have to be the biggest bunch of babies to grace the earth in a longggg time. I hate you all for being a bunch of inconsiderate jackasses. >:C

My friends in Saco I don't know if any of you will remember me, but you guys are still presious to my heart. I just hope I'm the same to you.

Dad There are times where I want to hug you, and times I want to kill you. We get along so wel, and yet we seem to have a somewhat mutual hate of one another. You blame me for anything and everything, and I hate you so much! You make me miserable any chance you get! ...And yet...there are times where we can laugh. Be kind to one another. Where we can be mature about things. I don't know how I feel about you as a whole, but if I haven't left you entirely, I must still have some love in my stone cold heart. I love you, and you know what? Nothing will change that. c: You are forever in my heart, dad.

Mom Ever sense that day, I can't get over how much seething hatred I have for you. I hide it pretty damn well, mind you. Mostly because I love my little brothers. ...But I don't have to worry about that now, do I? C:

Shawn/Chris I love you guys like no ones business. <3 Your my little brothers, and nothing will ever ever change that. If I could take you away from that heartless b***h, I would do everything in my power to do that. Most older sisters distain their little brothers...but you guys and I are like peas in a pod. c: I love you, Shawn and Chris. Just please don't take over your big sister...

My Mom's Side of the Family Out of everyone, I totally love my Nana (Sally) and my grandmother (Antonette) the best. <3 You guys are two of the few people in real life I trust. My Uncle Mike is also a fairly nice guy too. I forgave him for hitting me when I was five, and we're close. c: Everyone else is a joy to be around. <3

My Dad's Side of the Family There are only a few people I can tolerate from this side...most of you guys annoy me to no end. GRANDMA. >-> But, I still love you guys. Esepcially my Uncle Pete! c: And rest in peace, Paul V Clukey the first.

Avarith (A Character) A perfect shell of Benevolence in my view. You were created as a person who had gone through so much stuff in her life, and created to show someone how to stay strong in situations so disheartening. You are my strength; we're not very diffferent. I just wish I had your confidence.

Prudance (A Character) Nihilisim at it's finest. In a sense, we do share some traits. A carefree nature; but you hold something I do not. The ability to let go. The ability to be who you are without a filter.

Zefile (A Character) Your interesting, to say the least. Like me, your willing to follow your fate to the end. You have the power to fight your fate. You have the ability to hope for something better.

Camelo (A Character) Naive innocence at it's best, in my view. You don't have the ability to understand what people are saying around you; and yet you still live your life ignoring people. I wish I had that ability to do so too.

Plague (A Character) The image of Death. Your a grim reaper in Japanese clothing. Your so elegant, beautiful, morbid...everything I am not.

Sakon I get the feeling you don't like me very much. :c Why, why can't I please you? What is so wrong with me that you can't accept me? Your nice to me sometimes...but it's only when you turn into Amy that you and I can be friendly to one another.

Amy Your always there to stop our fights. I regret having to make you leave my mind when my dad told me too, but I've never forgotten you. Never. c:

Sakon

Ceceliahhh~ My Hetero Sexual Life Mate! <3 Oh, I love you so muchhh! Your a joy to talk to, and your so much of a fun person! I know we've gone through our rough spots...but, we've always come back on top! Best Friends Forever! <3

Doc Probably one of the best guys I've met! He's simply a joy. Shame Kylie doesn't talk to him as much as meeee though~ Eat your heart out!

Cowbell Another very cool guy. <3 Though, I really miss talking to you. :c Please come back soon! xoxo

Hali Sweet as honey, and hot as spice! Mix 'em together, and you get this lovely lady. <3 Ohhh~ Your such a sweetie!

Who Shall not Be Named ...Words cannot describe my feelings. You make me soooo mad. You have the audacity to be a b***h to my friends, and think you can get away with it. News flash for ya! They like me better. Just get over it and stop being a PMS filled b***h!

Hope, Zero, and Houri Ugghhhhh! You guys are the biggest jerks EVER! All because of you guys being a bunch of PMSing babies! ******** you!

Assorted Friends You guys rock too! xoxo!

Real Life people Never meet you; not sure if I want to. Sally sounds pretty interesting, though. I keep my distance from Kylie's personal life.

Avarith An innocence radiates around you, but I know your hiding a lot of pain. Even so, you still know what your doing. You keep yourself confident. It's an admirable trait.

Prudance Haha! Your absolutely halarious! You may not be the most powerful being here, but you make for decent comic relief. c:

Zefile To me, your just a bit too serious. Your fears will be fun to exploit, but your still just too serious.

Camelo You are an absolute retard...but, your a very enjoyable one to play. Even so, maybe those voices in your head will be of more use than you have thought.

Plague Hail the Maiden of Death herself! The Original Plague; and still exceptionally deadly.

Iggy He's probably the most unusual person I've seen. Mentally touched in the head, and personally a little (obvious understatement is obvious) touched in the head. I'll keep my eye on 'im.

Malfoy Poor kids been cursed with not being able to move on his own accord, and I guess I can sympathise. It's saddening, to say the least.

Tauros Someone's been a little too negative, eh? I kinda wanna keep my distance, but I'm intrigued. Kinda freaky, huh?

Leon He's a really sweet guy, if not a bit paranoid. :3 I'm personally fond of him. Though, I'd kinda like a man who can dish out the 'rough stuff' if you catch my drift. ;D

Akira Unusual. There isn't much I can say, really. I honestly thought you were a Rich Snob, but I think there may just be something more to you than what meets the eye. I'm keeping my eye out.

Hakuryu Amy's big on dragons; and Kylie and I like the Japanese kind of stuff. He's too naive for his own good, but I'd let Amy out around 'im. He's a pure person; uncorrupt and kindly.

Kylie Your such a lame, flesh-made freak. But, I keep you around. Your not that bad when your in a good mood. I just wish you would stp being so helplessly lame! But, you need to learn that I'm not going to be with you forever. I'm trying to teach you to stand tall; be yourself. c: But, I only have so much time left.

Amy Your the only innocent part of us left. I am greatful Kylie never forgot you; your abilities have been extremely useful. I keep you inside of me so that you can't be tainted from the outside world; I'd be afraid of what would happen to you. You stop us from squabeling amonst ourselves with ease.

Amy

Kylie~ Your a really good person! You just need to get more confidence in yourself. Break down your walls; let yourself be known!

Sakon~ You alow yourself to be Kylie's face, but I know you don't like her. If you can learn to treat her nicely, you two will finally be able to become one being. You can be the same person! Even if my influence dies in this, it'll be nice to know that you two can finally be at peace!

Everyone Else~ Don't hurt Sakon or Kylie, and I won't have any problems. c: If you doooo, your gonna be sorryyyyy~


THE VOICES IN MY HEAD.
Kylie and Sakon:

You and I know it's Sad but True. // Never Give up, Never say Die! // Never Surrender...We'll never be overcome.

Kylie:

Why is it so Hard to See? // Just Walk Away... // Don't try to Tell me what to do or Say; I'm better off alone anyway.

Sakon:

Can't change the way I am... //

Amy:

This is the Best Feeling... // I'm the Real Sugar Baby~! //

Kylie and Amy:

Sakon and Amy:

We are what She created.

MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER IS Queen Sakon. ● ● ●



. . . SPRINKLE IN A DASH OF Mental Incapacity AND Lesbianity AND YOU'VE GOT YOURSELF A Closeted Girl on the Edge; with Two Manifestations as her Guide.





❝ Now, dear children pay attention...I am the voice from the pillow. I have brought you something; A bright light on the heavens. My heart burns... ❞

[Titty McNipples]

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ All alone in this plastic jungle. I will bε your paωη. ❞

★ ( ( Cecelia Anne ) ) ● ( ( eighteen ) ) ● ( ( I'm humanity's test of kindness. I am the karma fairy. ) ) ● ( ( female ) ) ● ( ( July 7th ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BIOGRAPHY. 'Since I was eight years old I wanted to be a serial killer and now that I'm eighteen I never realized how gratifying it could be.'

She saunters into her home, immediately turning and locking the door repeatedly. Click. Click. Click. Lock, unlock, lock, unlock. Six times. She tries opening the door before unlocking it and unlocking it a few more times. She feels safe now. She turns on the light and immediately steps over toward her computer, powering it up and escaping into fantasy. The role she plays today is dependent on her mood. Today she chooses a character who, although born into perfection, expresses very little joy. Her online friends appear to be worried about her absence. She smiles faintly and types, 'Hahaha~ oh you guys!! I'm sorry I haven't been around. I've been in a mood, but I'm back! REST ASSURED!!' and that's that. No more questions asked. Nobody wonders what sort of mood Cecelia's been in, and for that she's grateful. Reality doesn't exist here. The only thing that matters is submitting posts in a quick and orderly fashion, and so she writes. Sentence after sentence flows freely from a new portion of her mind, character and owner intertwining. He scowls, she scowls. He sighs, she sighs. His heart aches, as does hers. Nine effortless paragraphs have been written, and so she submits them before going off to bed. The process repeats, over and over and over and over again. She wakes up, she writes, she sleeps. The less Cecelia is in touch with reality, the happier she becomes.


REASON. Reason? Well, that's exactly it! I don't have one. I believe I'm humanity's test. Those who look at me and treat me kindness will be awarded with good karma and those who see me as a freak and taunt me will face her wrath. Those who look beyond my appearance and love me will be awarded with love in turn. I'm a puppet. I'll do whatever you ask of me and the chips will simply fall as they may.

I FIGHT FOR what I believe in. I'll personally see to it that everyone here gets exactly as they deserve.



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ thεrε ωas a (girl/boy/man/beast).


APPEARANCE
(( x ))

Some people say that Cecelia is a very beautiful girl... but let's here what she had to say about herself. Hah, this should be entertaining.

Well, I'm a gelatinous, morbidly obese blob. There is absolutely nothing right with my appearance. I feel like there's a beautiful girl trapped inside this freak and so I avoid mirrors. Inside I feel so wispy and frail and cute but on the outside... I'm so frightening. Who could possibly fall in love with a face like mine? I have the worst hair in the world. It appears to be crimped up until the ponytail portion which exploded into a dry and unmanageable jewfro. There's nothing I can do about my horrible hair. My face has some acne scars, but otherwise, my skin is fine... I guess. My nose is terrible, by eyes are too close together, my eyebrows have a gap, I have a snaggle-tooth, my mouth is too short, my face is too centered, I have a chin like Joe Swanson... or the American Dad. My earlobes are terrible! I have huge flappy fat wings on my arms, my tits are too small for a girl my size... and not to mention, they're incredibly far apart! My arms are too hairy, my hands are too small, too round, too soft, too squishy, I have no knuckles. My elbows are dry, my neck is discolored, I have stretchmarks. My inner thighs are chafed from my fatty fat fatness, my a** has pimples (LOL, WIN), I'm too short, I'm too wide, I'm too fat! I'm built like a fridge, I have foot ball player shoulders, I'm tense, I think I have a hump... My feet are flat and they're wide and my toenails are thick and I have cankles and my a** is too big and too round and too high. I have too many wrinkles and too many scars and too many pores and pimples and boils and freckles and blemishes! I think I'm growing a beard! AND A MUSTACHE! I have no curved! I look like a man. I'm too god damn fat to be out in public! I am, by far, the ugliest thing that has graced God's green Earth.

Well, that was fun, huh?

PERSONALITY
Cecelia considers herself to be socially inept, personally unappealing, and avoids social interaction for fear of being ridiculed, humiliated, rejected, or disliked. She is hypersensitive to criticism or rejection and has self-imposed social isolation. Although she shows extreme shyness and social anxiety in social situations, she feels a strong desire for close relationships. She avoids physical contact because it has been associated with an unpleasant or painful stimulus. She feels inadequate and has severe low self-esteem and high self-loathing. She very rarely answers her phone, checks her e-mail or replies to messages or comments. She's been known to distance herself emotionally, disappearing for weeks at a time. She's self-critical about her problems relating to others- everything from her teeth to her nose to her weight. She is persistent tense and worried. She avoids heavily populated places and is unwilling to become involved with people unless certain of being liked.

Cecelia is dependent and seeks advice for everyday decisions. She's incapable of buying soap for herself or choosing what she'd like for lunch. She often pretends to agree with others even if she does not. She needs help to get started on projects and will procrastinate otherwise. She often volunteers to do unpleasant things for others so they will take care of you when you need it and fears being alone because she knows she cannot take care of herself. She has limited capacity to make everyday decisions without an excessive amount of advice and reassurance from others. She is more susceptible to sexual, emotional and physical abuse and does very little to defend herself. She falls in love fast and hard and when things don't work out she lets go easily since she believes that she was never meant for love in the first place. Cecelia utilizes fantasy as a form of escapism and to interrupt painful thoughts. Fantasy? She writes a lot and each of her 'characters' is an exaggeration of her personality in one aspect or another.

Cecelia seems rather cold and cynical and has to try much harder than most to grasp onto understanding the feelings of others. She has a knack for analyzing people and displays great empathy. She is extremely guarded in her trust for other people and once it's been broken a wall shoots up. Almost everyone is blocked off and put at a safe distance where they can't harm her. The first time Cecelia's trust is broken she has a horrible meltdown but the second time she'll say 'eh, whatever.' Cecelia believes she's crazy at times. She notices that she's overly paranoid and cuts ties with great ease. She's not attached to people, but she does have wonderful friends. She's still capable of feeling lonely, but she's felt it for so long she's pretty much used to it and much prefers it. She talks to people after long periods of time picking up exactly where she left off. She doesn't drift like most other people do. Cecelia seems to lack a personality because she has an extremely blunted affect (diminishment of, or absence of, emotional expressiveness.) She very very rarely gets excited about things and hates holidays because she has to fake being overjoyed when receiving gifts. Much like her character 'Akira', Cecelia isn't emotionless but is drastically watered down.

positive traits

Cecelia is selflessly kind and will never do unto others what she wouldn't want done to herself. She very rarely criticizes other people's work and will never openly chastise someone. She'll never tell someone 'don't' or 'no' because she wouldn't like it if someone were to do it to her. She will accept anyone with open arms and loves everyone until proven otherwise. Cecelia has a very pliable person and is said to be the perfect friend. She can be the serious person who will listen when you need to vent, or the person who will cheer you up when you are down. If you need her and she knows that you need her, she will be there for you. Cecelia rarely shows sadness, discomfort or pain because she doesn't want to burden others. She very rarely speaks of her own misfortunes and problems and takes much greater interest in what others choose to speak of. She tries to show genuine interest in people's conversation no matter how long or winded they are. She treats everyone- friends, enemies, and family- with the same, unprejudiced level of kindness. Cecelia is also very obedient and rarely says no when requested to do something (a dangerous habit.) She is renowned for being warm and inviting and sometimes saying 'just the right thing.' Most see her as a sweetheart and she likes to be viewed in such a way.

When comfortable and in good company Cecelia exhibits a very flowery, optimistic and carefree disposition. She's very open about herself and is masculine in behavior and topic, often making crude jokes and speaking of flatulence. She enjoys screaming out the windows at pedestrians, roaring in laughter, belching on people, making chocolate chip pancakes and doing all sorts of fun things with friends, especially a large crowd of them. When in good company Cecelia will do many bizarre and extreme things she wouldn't do normally such as dancing in the middle of a crowded Taco Bell, wearing a cape and sunglasses out in public or asking strangers if they would like to taste her sausage. In a crowd Cecelia is the life of the party and many people wouldn't believe that she is ever shy. She reacts to woes (such as tripping and falling, or losing something important) agreeingly or with a laugh, often surprising people. She very rarely gets mad (NEVER when in a crowd) and she knows how to host a damn good karaoke party. She is one of the best friends you can make, hands down, because she'll do everything in her power to appeal to each of her friends individual, making mental notes of what they like and what they do not like.

Cecelia is selfless and will give, give, give all that she has. She's given clothes to her poorer friends which made her mother angry on numerous occasions. She's given away games, let her friends borrow expensive electronics, given lunch money up to make sure her friend ate breakfast every morning, brought bottles of water to school- everything. If someone asked for the clothes off of her back, she would probably give them up.

evil

POWERS/SKILLS/TALENTS

karma is a b***h.
Cecelia is very in tune with karma and very rarely wishes bad things on people. Things have a way of working out in her interest. Those who are kind and benevolent in her presence are rewarded, and those who are selfish and unpure in their actions are punished. Cecelia's karma became especially strong after her seventeenth birthday. The first instance was when a friend accidentally stepped on and punctured the lung of her cat, killing it. It took a few days, but Cecelia forgave. Karma wasn't as forgiving towards that friend's clumsiness and it wasn't long before an otherwise healthy and young pet of hers wound up dead. A second instance was after a spat with her best friend. Cecelia was in a bad place and was told 'karma's a b***h' and in turn she replied 'what if your cat were to run away and I said something like that to you?' Cecelia's friend stated 'ain't gonna happen' but sure enough, the inevitable occurred and Cecelia couldn't help but feel mildly guilty.

As Cecelia's faith in humanity decreased and her feelings of hopelessness and worthlessness increased she decided maybe it was time to take matters into her own hands. She's always been such a good judge of character. She is humanity's test of kindness, and those who fail aren't worth the life they are given. She took on the role of the Karma Killer and has never found her life to be more meaningful than this.

judge of character.
All people are generally good, but there are a few bad apples in the bunch and Cecelia can tell exactly who the bad apples are. Bad, not necessarily meaning evil either. There are many shades of grey to having a poor character. Some are hopeless, some are misguided, some are helplessly lost, and some are rotten to the core.

liar.
Cecelia is an excellent liar. She lies about absolutely everything. When she needs to, when she wants to, when she has to or for no reason at all! She's such a good liar that she can pass any polygraph test.

memory.
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adrenaline.
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LIKES
- wearing shoes
- staying home
- being safe
- accomplishing something
- eating
- sleeping
- laughing
- funny things and comedy movies
- corny humor
- men with long hair
- writing
- roleplaying
- doings things for others
- being complimented or appreciated

DISLIKES.
- not wearing shoes
- dentist
- needles
- talking on the phone
- people
- high danger situations
- heavily populated areas
- going out
- family
- talking & socializing
- dramatic movies/tv shows
- pretty women
- vegetables
- unlocked doors

HOBBIES
- writing
- killing

FEARS
- stepping on things that would cause her feet pain
- dental hooks
- needles
- black men (ouch.)
- most men in general
- and women
- and children...
- amusement parks
- having fun



. . . SNIPS AND SNAILS AND PUPPY DOG TAILS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ aηd (she/he/it) livεd happily εvεr aftεr. ♥


LOVE ME HATE ME.

Mom Karma really doesn't like you and neither do I. For that, I'm terribly sorry. = w =

Doctor, oh Doctor! I am at my very happiest when I'm with you! Haha! I love you more than life itself!! <3 Never a fake smile when we're together. There's no frowns allowed in Happytown! I think you and I were carved from the same tree. I need you! 4laugh

Becki There's nobody I trust more than you. c: You've never done anything to betray my trust, and in turn, I've never done anything to betray yours. I will always be one hundred percent honest to you.

Kylie We've been through our rough patches. I know you could use a true friend, and I'm going to try and be that friend for you. Even if you hurt me. Even if you betray my trust. Even if you kill me. As long as you need me, I will be here. <3

Doll I bet you have such a pretty smile, that hasn't shown for quite some time. I want to shower you in all the love and friendship that you deserve. You are possibly the purest heart I've ever had the pleasure of meeting.

Grandma The only person who keeps me grounded in reality. Without you I think I'd slip away. There's nobody that you love more than me. I'll try not to disappoint you...


characters~ <3

Iggy Isn't something missing, little boy? You are self-defeating, choosing people and situations that lead to disappointment, failure, or mistreatment even when better options are clearly available. You reject people who consistently treat you well. We're similar.

Tauros People have hurt you! People have stripped you of your innocence. People. Not you. People have betrayed your trust when trust was all you had. You're taking karma into your own hands and doing so will not grant you any happiness. You are the only one to blame for your misery. Of the memories you select, you keep the bad but the good you just forget. We're not so different.

Akira How lonely it must be to watch people the way you do. Seeing them smiling and laughing and only imitating them, not feeling that full sense of joy within. You hide behind closed doors and envy other people's happiness. I understand. I am the same.

Malfoy You live selflessly and honorably and deserve nothing more than good karma and yet you are dying and you are powerless. You are pitiful. You are a stepping stone and yet you're still grasping onto a tiny glimmer of hope that maybe- possibly- you are significant. Let go. You and I both must let go. Those who accept their fate find happiness.

Leon You were born into misfortune, and you will die the same way. Who could ever love us? Nobody, and yet we keep trying. Pushing forward with kindness hoping that karma will grant you happiness. You're a puppet, so easily twisted and bent. I hope that someday you will wake up. There is possibly hope for you, but not if you continue on the path you're walking.

Hakuryu Nobody listens to you, nobody respects you, and yet you hold a childlike and optimistic outlook on your world and your surroundings. You are the sacrifice. You are insignificant. Humanity's test of kindness, just like myself. You deserve nothing more than agony. I'm so sorry, Hakuryu. The world is cruel, but you don't have to be...


THE VOICES IN MY HEAD.
Shhh...
.....isn't something missing?
What if?

MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER IS YOUR USERNAME. ● ● ●



. . . SPRINKLE IN A DASH OF paranoia AND worthlessness AND YOU'VE GOT YOURSELF a girl with few options left.





❝ There are no monuments dedicated to me, and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect, I've succeeded as gloriously as anyone who ever lived. I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and for me, that has always been enough. ❞

[Curious About The Sun]

no need to highlight ;u; ❝ I'm a manifestation of Misery, but I caη't bε your paωη. ❞

★ ( ( I've decided to call myself 'Karin'. Don't like it? Tough. ) ) ● ( ( Well, not that old. ) ) ● ( ( I could call myself a human, but even then I don't know. I am a manifestation; perhaps a Hollow? ) ) ● ( ( I've decided to take the form of a girl. ) ) ● ( ( Do I look like I know? ) ) ★

★ oηce upoη a timε...


BIOGRAPHY. AT LEAST A SOLID TWO TO THREE PARAGRAPHS.

REASON. WISH/REASON FOR BEING IN THE GAME.

I FIGHT FOR family/good/evil/myself/etc.



. . . SUGAR AND SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ thεrε ωas a Kid.


APPEARANCE
2+ PARAGRAPHS and REFERENCE PICTURES IF POSSIBLE.

PERSONALITY
2+ PARAGRAPHS. important traits colored/bolded/underlined.

POWERS/SKILLS/TALENTS
Be creative with formatting, just make sure it looks nice and has some detail. c:

LIKES
(atleast 7) in one paragraph or more. bold, color, or underline the likes.

DISLIKES.
(atleast 7) in one paragraph or more. bold, color, or underline the dislikes.

HOBBIES
in one paragraph. bold, color, or underline the hobbies.

FEARS
in one paragraph. bold, color or underline the fear/s.



. . . SNIPS AND SNAILS AND PUPPY DOG TAILS . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .




★ aηd (she/he/it) livεd happily εvεr aftεr. ♥


LOVE ME HATE ME.

PERSON1 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON1. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON1. etc.etc.

PERSON2 I feel ___ and _____ about PERSON2. He/She/It is ____. I am friends/enemies with PERSON2. etc.etc.


THE VOICES IN MY HEAD.
SONGS OR TUNES THAT REPRESENT YOUR CHARACTER. External links plz?

MY PERSONAL PUPPETEER IS YOUR USERNAME. ● ● ●



. . . SPRINKLE IN A DASH OF (emotion) AND (emotion) AND YOU'VE GOT YOURSELF A (character personality/stereotype).





❝ a quote/lyric that sums up your character. ❞