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xxxxxxxxxxxxIt's so hard

To make it

For every inch we get we need a mile more

But there is always so much distance can't but feel it somehow

But you have never ever felt it like you feel it right now

I'm closing off inside and I was only just starting

But you can't be close enough unless I'm feeling your heart beat


Ϲʋᴙᴙᴈɳтʟʏ :: OɳlineAωayOƒƒline







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::Anyone::

Wow this is complicated to
work....
So er... Hello.


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My Ҥiding Spot
_________::Location:: Down Stairs Desktop
Mood Ʀing
_________::Feeling:: Tired but Plesant
Track Ɲumber
_________::Music:: Nails For Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks :: Panic! At the Disco
Daily ƪifestyle
_________::Currently Doing:: Trying to work this thing
ƊayƊreams
_________::Want To Do:: Racing with Sora
My ƴearning
_________::Crushing On:: [Error]
 
     
 
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Ϩεðυςτιɤɜ † ɱιηð † язаᴅᴈᴙ
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xxxxxxxxxxxxHello my friend, we meet again

It's been awhile, where should we begin?

Feels like forever

Within my heart are memories

Of perfect love that you gave to me

Oh, I remember

When you are with me, I'm free


Ϲʋᴙᴙᴈɳтʟʏ :: OɳlineAωayOƒƒline







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::Everyone::

Well it's getting late,
so I'm heading off
to bed. Night all!


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My Ҥiding Spot
_________::Location:: Downstairs Desktop
Mood Ʀing
_________::Feeling:: Sleepy
Track Ɲumber
_________::Music:: Dance Dance :: Fall Out Boy
Daily ƪifestyle
_________::Currently Doing:: Playing with a Glowstick
ƊayƊreams
_________::Want To Do:: Swimming with Sora
My ƴearning
_________::Crushing On:: [Error]
     
My name is ;;
[ H a z e l x C e l e r i t y ]
But you can call me ;;
[ H a z e or A c c e l ]
I've been around for about ;; [ 2½ W o l f :: 19 H u m a n ] years
Down there I'm ;;
[ F l a t :: F e m a l e ]
I belong with the ;;
[ W o l v e s ]
My home is with the ;;
[ F o r b i d d e n x M o o n ]
I stand this high on the rank scale ;;
[ H e a d x W o l f x S c o u t ]
My humble abode ;;
[ Hazel simply adores Oak leaves, which explains why she choose an Oak tree for her den. Her tree is located towards the edge of the pack's main area. This way she can keep a lookout for unwanted guests to their pack, and it gives her solitude from all the little drama that happens in a pack. Unfortunately her brother happens to be located a couple of trees away, not that she minds too much. Hazel enjoys describing her den when the setting is fall time, because that's when the Oak tree truly sparkles with its fluorescent orange, gold, and bright red colors. The tree is located towards the top of a low slope hill, and to her den opening you can see a small set of polished round stones that she gathered over time creating a pathway to her home. The pretty stones take away from her lack of decor outside, meaning she hasn't yet gotten around to making a nice flower bush or a gorgeous garden. The inside wouldn't necessarily be called untidy, but it does reveal most of her. Haze is very earthy and so her house isn't decorated with much human technology, although there are some trinkets she found they are mostly old things, and made of wood. Of course her bed has to be made with none other than her very own Oak leaves, granted there is moss padding underneath it. The leaves are more for her; they help her sleep just as fake glow-in-the-dark stars on the walls would help a child sleep, or so she has observed once before. Speaking of stars, Hazel actually made her own window. It took a whole lot of gnawing but eventually she was able to cut out a medium-sized round and flat on the bottom window.

To imitate humans she even found two strong stick, broke them into the right size, and placed one vertical and once horizontal in the window. Knowing of the cold, Accel also "borrowed" a piece of what was once a quilt, dragged it in mud to make that nice brown color, and using the sticky sap from the Oak tree created blinds, and also for the winter a cover up so that the cold would not blown in. Most nights she likes to keep it open so that she, like the little children, can look out on the stars and count until she sleeps. All of that is listed on the lower level. The second level is more of Hazel's warm den, when the cold becomes too unbearable and she has to head higher for warmth. The stairs leading up, took about four months to scratch and gnaw until they resembled anything like stairs. The one thing that Haze did pride herself on was the unique swirls and symbols she carved onto the sides of the walls leading upward. Her second floor also has a moss and oak leaf rug that she uses to lounge on; it is very similar to her bed. There are also several dead, stuffed mice that she chews on or simply pats around for fun or to pass time. By the end of her playing though she feels sorry for the dead mouse she killed for her enjoyment. Accel is also working on a third floor; however it is taking some more time than usual.

The last level in Hazel's house is the "basement" as she calls it, which is more of a storage room. Since her tree is on a hill, although very small and not so steep hill, nevertheless a hill, she dug into the earth creating an underground, which is not under the tree but rather under the hill. Needless to say there were many cave-ins and times she has to ask her brother to help her out, but eventually she was able to make an average sized room. To help prop up the room Haze has to find at least four logs to keep the roof of the room colliding. This room is more or less Accel's storage room, along with one other main function. Down here is where she keeps personal kill she has obtained, just in case there is a food shortage, or other city things she finds that she enjoys. The other main purpose of this room is for a hideout. The entrance to the lower level is under her bed, after moving a row of tall thin grass. Only a couple of friends and of course her brother know of it. It's just a safety precaution in case someone is trying to attack her. Leading from the back of the low level is an escape route, well tunnel actually. It leads to her "backyard" and right behind a large boulder that is near the thin stream in her "backyard".

Lastly, is Hazel's backyard. That's what she likes to call it but really it's just the descending are of the hill, which is actually much steeper than the front. There isn't much to say except for the small tuffs of grass and leaves. There is a small stream in her backyard, except it doesn't originate there, so it's more of a thin line of water flowing threw her backyard. There are some boulders on the right side of the stream, one being the cover-up to her escape tunnel. The others however are for her leisure. During the summer, when she is off duty she lies about on them, exposing her tummy and absorbing the rays of sunlight threw the trees. ]
I'm blessed with ;;
External -
• [ F u r & P a d x o d d x C o l o r a t i o n ]
• [ S h a r p & R e t r a c t a b l e x C l a w s ]
• [ T o u g h e r x S k i n & P a d s ]
• [ T e e t h & C l a w x R e n e w a l ]
• [ E x c e l l e n t x C a m o u f l a g e ]
• [ S e n s i t i v e x H a i r x S e n s o r y ]
• [ P r o l o n g e d x H e a l t h & Y o u t h x I n x B o d i e s x W a r r a n t y ]
• [ S w e a t x G l a n d s ]
• [ O d d x E y e x C o l o r s ]
• [ S i m i l a r x T o x I n s e c t x H a i r x foot x F i b e r s ]
• [ S h a p e x S h i f t i n g ]
• [ S w i f t x H a i r x G r o w i n g & S h e d d i n g ]
Internal -
• [ S t r o n g e r x T a i l s ]
• [ G r e a t e r x B i t e x F o r c e ]
• [ F l e x i b i l i t y ]
• [ I n c r e a s e d x L u n g x S t r e n g t h ]
• [ G r e a t e r x H e a r i n g & S m e l l ]
• [ A d v a n c e d x E y e s i g h t ]
• [ H i g h e r x I n t e l l i g e n c e ]
• [ S w i f t x H e a l i n g ]
• [ I n c r e a s e d x S t e a l t h ]
• [ N a t u r a l x H a i r x O i l ]
• [ P a r t i a l x M a n i p u l a t i o n x O f x E l e m e n t s ]
• [ E x p e r t x M o t o r x S k i l l s ]
Sadly I'm still cursed ;;
• [ J o i n t s & M u s c l e x P a i n s ]
• [ P o a c h i n g ]
• [ F e v e r s ]
• [ T w i s t e d x S c i e n t i s t s & P e o p l e ]
• [ H u n t e r s ]
• [ P e s t i c i d e s ]
If my body ever fails ;;
[ When all else fails, which doesn't happen often yet still happens nevertheless, Hazel is prepared with :: An Oak B o w :: Several A r r o w s :: Several Small Five-Starred S h u r i k e n :: T a n t o ]
Scars I can't forget ;;
[ The main trait in Haze's past is that when she mentions her brother, she means her half-brother. Technically that is what he is; different fathers, but the same mother. All Hazel remembers is that her mother was an average pack member, and her previous spouse was a Beta male of her same pack. The beta male was her half-brother's father. All she knows of him is that he passed away leaving her mother and half-brother in a small time of grieving until her mother mated with a different male in the pack. Hazel's father was, like her currently, a wolf scout. He helped Accel's mother in taking care of her brother, and then granting her another born child; Hazel, and there was another sibling to be born, but it died during birth, however Hazel has no memory of this because her brother kept it from her. Haze grew up knowing her half-brother as her actual brother, which is why she just calls him her brother. Her family was average really, no terrible past, or a bright and rich past either. Just normal. Of course there is a time when the birds must leave the nest. Hazel's brother didn't leave until Haze was ready to leave.

Their mother wanted them to stay and live in their pack and live with them, however Hazel did not want this. She wanted to be just like her father, and become a scout, instead of just another pack member. No openings were available in her mother's pack though, and so she announced she would be leaving, and wherever she went her brother went. It was plain to see he had some letting go issues. There's always one of those in a pack. They left when Hazel was just about a year old, only recently a yearling. Her brother however was a bit more mature, so he helped hunt for food while they searched for a new pack. Accel wouldn't necessarily call them "loners" during the time, but they were without a pack.

It was during that time that Hazel became in contact with her first human. First impressions are important. While her brother was away hunting, Haze took it upon herself to go to the city, just to check it out, and it gave her a chance to improve her agility skills. It was evening time so people were just making it out of work and into their homes, so not many people were out and about partying, except for the one person that Accel met. He was handsome and young, but he held a bottle and was teary eyed. Curious, Hazel approached the man, the man only blinked and then tried to shoo her away by throwing the bottle at her. Alarmed she ran a few yards away, only to approach him again as he began to sit down on a nearby bench.

This time when she came he mistook her for a dog and started talking to her like humans talk to their companions. Apparently he broke up with his girlfriend today, of all days, when he was going to ask her to marry him, and comes into her apartment to find her cheating on him for a guy she worked with. He explained to Hazel how he did what all sad people do, and buy some alcohol to ease the pain. Haze sat on the ground now as he continued explaining how he never liked alcohol and how it didn't make him feel better at all. Accel sat next to the man for many moments as the sun began to sink, it was peaceful. Hazel even lost track of her and became a little alarmed when the man finally looked up from his hands and smiled to no one and then began to pat Haze. She was tensed, but she made no move because she could tell that he was all sobered up now. Then the man just left, and lo and behold her brother happens to growl behind Accel as the man leaves. He scolded her all the way back to their temporary den about how foolish she was and how worried he became.

Hazel's brother had some issue with humans, but Haze never knew why. A few months later Accel and her brother stumbled across a pack, and after several oaths were accepted into the pack Forbidden Moon. Thankfully there was a spot open as a wolf scout, which Hazel eagerly joined, and since she was the fastest, she placed by the Council of Elders, as the Head Wolf Scout. Her brother, since he was a bit bigger than her became a guard, and he went straight to the head because of his age. Thus Haze had to separate from her brother a little by building her own den, of course since he still has ties to her, he choose a den close to her Oak tree. Some things will never change with him. ]
My imprinted nature ;;
[ Under Curiosity you may find a picture of Hazel. That is the main trait with her, along with her down-to-earthiness, but most wolves are like that. However, Haze herself is curious. Curious like a fox. She likes to wander off stalking or chasing something interesting or unique. Often she likes to just roam around the city at night to find new information about things, thus adding to her intellect. Although she is curious she does have more common sense in front of people than her brother, who can be a goofball at times and often forgets how he should act in front of wolves of higher ranking. Accel may sometimes make a smart remark here and there; she is still considered a warm person.

That is why Hazel refers to herself as a Fall person; she is both cold and warm, but mostly warm like the color of the trees. Like her brother though, she is very playful to some friends, defiantly her brother, but mostly just to herself. During Autumn time she tends to get distracted by a pile of leaves and would just jump around in the leaves by herself, entertaining only herself and the squirrels who mock her from up high. Accel does have some jokes up her sleeve but mainly it's her brother who is Mr. Witty. It's noted vaguely that Hazel enjoys her solitude, but make no mistake that she is some wise solitude wolf out in the wild. She enjoys conversing and meeting other wolves, just like the next wolf. It's just that sometimes other wolves just don't seem to get her so she has to be alone. Even her brother doesn't understand all of her.

Since Haze is so energetic, she is by no means shy or inverse. No, she is extroverted and likes to go out and do the adventurous things, which is another reason she became a scout. Also being extroverted, energetic, and earthly it is easy to say that Accel is one hundred percent tom-boy. Even her human form fails to accurately give herself a more lady like figure. Several times when Hazel transformed into her human self, people assume she is male. Not that it matters to wolves; it's hard to tell actually. Because of her less-lady like couture, she often wrestles, or plays, with her brother and some other wolves in the pack. Of course she does know when to stop; not all wolves like physical contact you know.

Occasionally Haze will seem like dim-witted playful bubble, but this is not the case with her. Actually inside she is a great deal more intelligent than several other wolves, and even humans. However she chooses to appear more happy and energetic, that way it gives others an aura of joyfulness. Not to say that she doesn't get sad, but she conceals it and releases it when she is completely alone. The other reason why she dumbs herself down is that she isn't one to brag or flaunt. Accel only prides herself in one of her abilities and that is her speed. You could say she likes to move fast, which is why Scout was perfect for her. The other thing about Hazel is that she detests drama and gossiping with a passion. Sadly she has to be the carrier sometimes of that drama. As a scout it is also her job to be informed of other packs and their leaders and then report it back to her Alphas and Betas. Thus information is spread and others have things to talk about. ]
My best friend ;;
[ Her B r o t h e r :: So Far ]
My soul mate ;;
[ N o n e ]
The reflection in the water ;;
[ W o l f

Like common wolves, Hazel's coat is multi-colored. However the pattern on her coat isn't like others. There are only four main colors on her fur, brown, gray, white, and a dark red. On her back is where most of the gray is until is dies into brown around the joints of her legs. Minus the wide brown band across the middle of her back. Brown dominated her ears and the middle part of her tail as well. The dark red is located on her underbelly, leading to her fluffy chest and snout, along with the underside of her tail. There are only three small regions where white is located, and that is on the ack of her tail and the middle of her snout. Her special markings are two u or v waves, however you look at them on her cheek area. There is an identicle pair of waves on her other side as well. Haze's eyes are an astonishing golden yellow color, which her brother teases her saying they look similar to an owl's. As for the length of her hair, she chooses only her tail and chest area to be coated with locks of fur. The rest she tries to keep short, unless she needs to grow it out in the winter. Nothing special with her nose or tongue, they are average color.

H a l f x H u m a n_____H u m a n ]
My Melody ;;
[ C a m i s a d o :: Panic! At the Disco
T o u c h d o w n x T u r n a r o u n d :: Hellogoodbye
V o y a g e r :: Daft Punk
D o t x A :: Bass Hunter ]
The almighty [ S t e l l a C o s m o s ], controls me forever.
 
     
 
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xxxxxxxxxxxxJust ƨɩʈ back, just ƨɩʈ back

Just ƨɩʈ back and ʀɛɭɑϗ

Just ƨɩʈ back, just ƨɩʈ back

Just ƨɩʈ back and ʀɛɭɑρʂɜ again

Can't take the Ƙɩɗ from the fight

take the ƒɩɡɦʈ from the kid

ƨɩʈ back, ʀɛɭɑϗ

ƨɩʈ back, ʀɛɭɑρʂɜ again




     
Voluii, Alexia


People will call me:
A l e x
I'm getting old:
S e v e n - T e e n
I'll just say:
F e m a l e
The Greatest day:
O c t o b e r - T w e n t y - S e v e n
Place I call home:
H a l l o w - B a s t i o n :: R a d i a n t - G a r d e n s
Well, now that I think about it:
G o o d
Oh! Fun:
: ♥ : R e a d i n g
: ♥ : E x p l o r i n g
: ♥ : T h i n k i n g
: ♥ : C o n v e r s i n g
Mannerisms:
Like most people, she may seem one thing but is actually the other. She seems shy, smart-a**, and bitter. However she is quite different from that, sure she doesn't get over-excited, but she still shows expressions. Alex is extremely handy with her brain, but she won't flaunt it but instead use it to help out her friends when they are in a jiffy. Sometimes she does get a bit sarcastic but it is a sign of either annoyance with someone who is not her friend or a sign of fear when she is with her friends. When she is alone she'll usually be reading in a tavern somewhere, or go exploring. A bit odd, it is for her to like exploring, but she is as curious as a cat. Even if the place is dangerous she will ignore the warning and continue going in order to find out that place's secrets. Alex wouldn't be considered a girly girl nor a complete tom-boy. She is a mix in between. Alex will wear things that are more stylish than a guy would dare but less flashy and expensive as other girls. As for fighting well, she defiantly isn't a gladiator, but nor is she the damselle in distress. A happy medium if you will. She has enough muscle in her body to fend for herself adiquatly but only for so long. She like everyone else tires out.
The History of my World
Alexia used to live in Radiant Gardens, which used to be called Hallow Bastion. She was born into the better part of Hallow Bastion; after the whole deal with Sora and Ansem, Malificent, and Xemnas. Oh yes, she knows much about them. Unlike most people she loves to learn, and the history of her world is so interesting. It may have also been the fact that she was just eager to learn about these different worlds that Sora mentioned once or twice in some old records. This was mainly due to the fact that Alexia's father left her, her brother, and her mother when she was no more than four. Her brother was just a newborn, bouncing baby. Alexia remembers a vague description of the day he left saying he was going to find his destiny. All that her mother found of him was a gummi block. Well after several years later when Alexia was more knowledged she learned it was called a gummi block.

Meaning her father somehow got ahold of many of these and made a gummi ship to a new world. Needless to say Alexi felt some dislike for him since the incident, but she can't very well hate the man entirely though. One night after she had managed to get her brother asleep she decided to go exploring some more in Radiant Gardens. This was a routine of hers; she would always go explore some old run-down places hoping to strike gold and find the lair where some old Hallow Bastion heroes met. Once she did find an extremely old and rusted bracelet, which Alexia believes belonged to Aerith. Anyways, while she was exploring she went down a completely pitch black ally that seemed to go on forever. What she assumed to be halfway a gust of wind suddenly came at her, and the next thing she knew she was back in an ally in a place called Traverse Town. She remembered the place vaguely in some old records as well, but she certainly didn't think she would ever see it. When she arrived it was plain to see she was defiantly shaken up by this quick move, and the fact that she was now like her father. She unconciously ditched her brother and mother.

It was a sudden stab to her heart, but the other half of it was admiring the new world. Her curiosity got the better of her, and she decided to stay. Besides this apparantly was the original place of the heroes of Hallow Bastion and according to some ancient articles the first world that Sora visited. With her munny she purchased a small home, and given enough time she made a pact of friends with several other people.
Gimme as much as possible!
: ♥ : B l u e & O r a n g e
: ♥ : B o o k s
: ♥ : E x p l o r a t i o n
: ♥ : F r i e n d s
: ♥ : W i s d o m
Put that away!
: x : P i n k
: x : J u d g e m e n t
: x : A v e r a g e
: x : H a r a s s m e n t
: x : C r e e p e r s
Run! Run away!
: ! : D i t c h i n g
: ! : R u n n i n g - A w a y
Shh. They're a secret
: ~ : Firaga
: ~ : Graviga
The Key to Everything:
:Keyblade, leave blank for now:
The blush? It's nothing:
N o n e
My ears are ringing with...
C a n d y
My arm moves when they command:
:Username:
S t e l l a C o s m o s
X._.xGirl's fill this out.x._.X

It's on the tip of my tongue:
F o r e s i g h t
It floats in my mind:
F o r e s i g h t
When I hold it...something happens:
Ability to increase magic and block most attacks efficently causing 75%-25% less damage.
 
     
 
          Elizabeth Freya Cheshire
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          xxxxxxxxxx»xxxI z z y
          xxxxxxxxxx»xxxO c t o b e r - T w e n t y - S e v e n
          xxxxxxxxxx»xxxS e v e n t e e n
          xxxxxxxxxx»xxxS t r a i g h t
          xxxxxxxxxx»xxxR a v e n c l a w
          xxxxxxxxxx»xxxS e c r e t - T r a i t o r






            xxxxxxxxxx»xxxLet's see, the story begins in a pub down in England; where a nervous woman waits for the guest to arrive. She isn't drinking anything, or else it would harm the baby, and the thought of the baby raised her anxiety level higher as she worried for her other baby, her son, all alone with no one but blind, old Maroona. Not that there was anything wrong with Maroona, it's just that as a caretaker, being blind defeated the purpose of watching over a baby. With short, brisk breaths she sat on a grimy stool awaiting the guest. During her nervous breathes she pondered to herself questioning why on earth she agreed to go to that party, have those glasses of rum, and meet that guy. Well he wasn't so bad, when he was sober, but drunk he was a friggin' loon-a-tic. Roaming around the streets casting silly spells here and there. Either way she and the baby would be stuck with him and his theatrics for a very long time. Finally a red-eyed and gruffed up yet amazingly thin man came to the stool beside hers. Normally the pale woman would greet the man with hellos but all she has was a face full of sadness and eyes full of rage.

            The man had to gap a few times, much like a goldfish, until his eyes went down to her small bulging body. He never dreamed that that would happen, but he was happy. As he reached out to pat the belly, the belly of his future baby, the woman withdrew herself, standing erect. She warned him about this earlier. She would show him something he could not have, but show him never-the-less for it was his right. Deep inside it was breaking her heart to cast him away, but really, this man was no man for a father. The other father of her son became deceased fourteen months ago, leaving her his only son, their first son. With this man she received his only daughter, their only daughter. The woman, named Veronica, kept the man, named Callum, at bay only entering into Elizabeth's life scarcely. Izzy never minded the fact that her father was a drunken no-body; it was all the more push for her to be the best at anything she touches, so that she would never be like him.

            Her older brother, Adam, was almost like her, but he had more pride. A little too much she would say. Then there were the twins, Toby and Charles who always bickered on everything but when someone else tried to enter in their conversation then they would team up and out-wit the opposing person. Finishing up the family was Freddie, who was better than Callum, but according to Veronica, was nothing compared to Ellis, her first husband who perished in a plane crash coming back from Italy. Elizabeth's family was, despite the already confusing family line, all wizards. Thus making her a pureblood, of course with some muggles fused in as second cousins and such. This made Izzy and her siblings all wizards as well. Her brother was the first to go to Hogwarts and it was only expected that Elizabeth to be accepted in too. The same goes for her siblings, when they are of age that is. However the difference between them was that she was Ravenclaw and he was a former Gryffindor.

            Once Veronica was married to Freddie their life seemed to improve. Her mother was once rich but since she never legally married Ellis and had a child with him, her parents, especially her mum, refused her her dowry, so she had little to come by. Things were more stressful with Callum but finally she married Freddie. Thus granting her, Adam, Izzy, Toby and Charles, a better place to live. It was extremely classy. So from grimy apartment to stylish mansion was her place. It was like a storybook tale for her. Except she wasn't madly in love with her step-father. Elizabeth judged him as alright, but sadly he would never reach that status of ultimate father. That concludes this chapter of Izzy's life.


            xxxxxxxxxx»xxxWhat can you expect of Elizabeth? Well for starters call her Izzy. She might twitch angrily at Elizabeth and if she dislikes you enough insult you, stomp on your foot, and stride off into the sunset. That's as angry as she'll get, unless you happen to do the rudest and cruelest thing to break her temperance. However, even though she won't burst out in flames she does get very annoyed, very easily, and quite frequently. She isn't the one to boast too much of her intelligence, but she does occasionally when she is trying to be honest, but most things of lower intelligence or just stupid people in general while annoy her. You know when she is annoyed because her right eyebrow twitches. When she's happy, she will smile so don't think her heartless. Then again she is a wee bit sadistic. Not a lot, but to the point where she finds other people's irony simply hilarious.

            If it's a friend or ally she won't burst out in chuckles but rather smirk a little keeping her lips pressed together. You could say she is honest, occasionally. If it benefits here, an ally, or friend she will keep things secret and construct a web of even flowing lies to keep the truth hidden. However it becomes difficult to do this when she is speaking to a loved one or an extremely close friend. She is somewhat loyal as well, but like most people to a point. She is first most loyal to herself and family then comes her cause or clan and friends. However again her better half gets a hold of her when forced to make a decision between a loved one or close friend and an ally or cause she will bitterly choose her friend scowling sometimes, but that is her way of saying I love you so much I'll do it just this once and only for you. Speaking fruit wise you could compare her to a coconut. Hard, sarcastic, and witty on the outside, sweet, juicy, and caring on the inside, just a little stubborn to open up that way. Izzy's also somewhat funny if you understand what she is saying; her jokes usually come out in a higher intellect of jokes.

            When it comes to reasons of the heart, a crush, she'll find a way to start up a conversation, and find some common ground between them and begin to debate or agree on it; this helps get her blood pumping. Then she might glance at him every once in awhile in classes for a day or two. Afterwards she purposely tries to make herself seem smarter in front of him, although sometimes she'll get so flustered it makes it hard for her to think. Afterwards she'll usually leave the guy alone in hopes that they'll make a move for her and if not well at least she tried, but you can't force yourself upon someone. When she is in relationships, which she has been in several, she tends to open that coconut up and reveal her softer side. Although sometimes, thanks to those couple of instances she was hurt, it'll take awhile to do so in fear that she'll let too much out and just end up getting hurt, which she doesn't very well like. As for friends, well she has some girl friends but prefers guys more. It's more of her own self, seeing as she is a bit more tom-boyish. Skirts make her feel awkward and she loathes the color pink. When in a pact of friendship with a girl she'll either play two parts.

            She will be the leader of that group of friends, or she will be silent confider body guard. She listens and comments, but mostly is there as backup in case a verbal rumble occurs, or even a physical one. As for guy friends well she wouldn't necessarily act with lesser class, but rather more like a guy then a girl. She'll laugh and chill along with play punch, or horse around with them. Izzy prefers that situation compared the female one. As for shyness, please. Izzy could never be that shy, she has some pride at least, but nor is she Indiana-Jones extroverted. Another helpful adjective of Izzy is that she is sarcastic, just like normal people too. It may also seem like she is a b***h; but not really, she is just cunning and cares more for herself personally than for stupid little rumors of another person. If it doesn't pertain to her, she won't follow it. Although she would be somewhat curious to other things, just not rumors. More so of mysteries and puzzles.


            xxxxxxxxxx»xxxRavenclaw, oh Ravenclaw how art thou? Not so well it seems. Izzy knew that final breaking point would reach and Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw would have to choose a side. Ultimately basically either you’re with Conner Hart or Marcus King. When it came down to the two houses choosing Izzy voted for Slytherin. What else was she to do? Everyone else was voting Slytherin, and if she didn't well she would be shunned almost like their prefect, but you can't very well show such acts to your prefect so most were horrified. Not so much Izzy. She admired how her prefect wanted to stay true to Gryffindor, but unfortunately if Izzy followed that it would harm her and bring no benefit. Sadly Izzy can't go and openly in the public give him comfort because then the others would go against her, and she would really receive the beating because she was not worshiped like the prefect so her punishment would be much more server.

            However, it appears Izzy can't stay as loyal as she would like to her cause and clan. See she's been meeting a Gryffindor guy, Michael Sanders, our late every night. So maybe it's just because she finds him cool, or maybe that small shy crush she has for him. Either way Izzy and Michael are both traitors now and there is no way going back, so she just has to be sure she is extra careful when she lurks.


            xxxxxxxxxx»xxxSome useful hints to get on Izzy's good side. Number one : Don't criticize her hair, yes it does have a blue shade, she dyed it a couple of years ago and enjoyed it so she continues dying it. Number two : Don't slip up and say something stupid or self conceited. Number three : In the morning her hair is a mess, just don't go and flaunt yours in front of hers. Number four : Don't call her Elizabeth; of course. Number five : Don't get in her way when she is working on homework or a project. Number six : Don't diss on butterflies, she secretly likes them. Number seven : Give her, her due credit in a project or in a scheme. Number eight : Give her some irony; she'll enjoy it. Number eight : Give her a good book; most likely she'll love them. Number nine : Give her some sour candy, she adores it. Last but not least, number ten : Strike up a good debate with her, if she thinks you're a worthy opponent, odds are she'll like you more.



            xxxxxxxxxx"xxxWords are the greatest weapon against the weakxxx"




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                      Last year at Hogwarts, how depressing, Izzy thought dully as she folded her hands under her chin listening to the droning sound of announcements. She would have read if she had not spent the last couple of hours reading on the train. Not that she should complain, it was helping her not thinking about Michael. Of course she could not make a blunt move and sit next to him; people would talk. Plus he was also busy sitting with prim Conner and his prissy sister Annabelle. Okay, maybe she did have a slight jealousy for her, since she was Michael's real desire to be. She tried really hard not to glare, but she ended up anyway at the back of her head. Izzy gave up eventually when she went to go sit next to Michael; she was going to try and behave tonight. By that time food had appeared on her plate graciously. Pick up a fork she began to neatly chew her food concentrating on the motion of her jaws. She was rudely interrupted by a guy she knew of as Josh.

                      "Can you believe her? That Gryffindor Goddess is sending flashes to Marcus! What a hypocrite."

                      Izzy swallowed in silence; it was rude to talk with your mouth full. Once she was done she spoke, not loudly, to Josh.

                      "Honestly Josh, don't go making assumptions out loud. If everyone did that then there would be no excitement and nothing to gossip about. If you really want to stress your anger that badly I suggest you spread whatever it is you want softly to the next person on your right instead of badgering me in the middle of my dinner. I certainly can't make any judgments seeing as I've got food and it's rude to converse with one another while enjoying sweet sacraments in my mouth."

                      She was quite proud that her little speech drove him off, that way she was able to get back to her meal in peace. And while she did not start any rumors nor confirm any she was able to guide a gossiper in the right direction. Nothing personal; just a little fun with the 'goddess'. Then again she could be too harsh, because then that would only make her a hypocrite. What would her allies do if they found her secret? The barbaric minds of a genius were worse than an average barbarian. Some moments later she was done with her meal, and waited eagerly for some dessert. While her home cooking was quite eloquent at home, Hogwarts had a fun style of cooking. More relaxed; and sweater. Izzy starred up into the starlit ceiling and found herself lost in counting the numerous stars, until once more she was interrupted.

                      "Did ya have a nice holiday?"

                      "Hm? Oh yes, my brother came home for some weeks and visited with us. I was also able to visit Scotland with my step-father and some of his family. Distant family if I may add."

                      "Ah muggles?"

                      "Yes Winifred, muggles. It wasn't too bad I just had to keep the twins preoccupied from turning some leeches purple. How was your vacation?"

                      "Oh! It was exciting, mummy and daddy took me and Gerald over to Switzerland to go skiing. Oh! Did you hear..."

                      Izzy badly wanted to relocate herself now, because dear Winifred was going on and on about silly rumors that she didn't know were right true or not. All Izzy knew was that she didn't care. It may have seemed rude to some, but Izzy was never into rumors or gossip. If it had nothing to do with her or benefit her, she did not want it. It was that simple, however it took some longer to realize this trait in her personality. Finally after Izzy no feedback what so ever Winifred gave up and retreated to gossiping with people on her left side. Even in her own house she was an outcast, well so be it. She took comfort at slowly lifting her green eyes past the tables and at him. She could see that Annabelle was conversing with him, but she only had eyes for him; that was until she felt warmth spreading to her cheeks and quickly averted her eyes to the now-coming dessert. Very pleasant, some sweets to take her emotions away.



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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[ м ] ι ş c н ι ε ƒ { м } α η α g ε ∂
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[ Ģ ] reetings fellow roleplayers, I am your narrator, guider, and emperor of this thread. I shall now explain this roleplay a little more thoroughly. This is a Harry-Potter based theme, but no there is no Harry Potter. Actually, this takes place during the Marauder era; which deals with his father, James. I'm sure if your even in this thread, you must have read up to at least the third book of Harry Potter to understand what I'm talking about. If not well then, maybe that nice rp down the corner is best for you. Continuing on, the Harry Potter books are a little vague on the story line of the old generation of wizards and witches. What exactly went down? How did James ever get Lily? What if Lily wanted Snape for awhile? And what about Sirius, Remus, and Peter? Did they have any young love? What about their adventures for gnomes' sake?! Well, we're about to find out.

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[] ιитяσ [✯] şτσяƴ [✯] яuℓεş [✯] cнαяαcτεяş [✯] şεττιиg [✯] ℓιşτ [✯] uρ∂ατεş [✯] яεşεяvε [✯] яεşεяvε [✯] яεşεяvε [✯] σρεи
 
     
 




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[ ω ] e now take you back to a time before Voldemort, Harry Potter, and the war. A more peaceful time, yet still with it's own social obstacles. Let's say back around 1975 at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; during the start of the marauders' sixth year at Hogwarts. Currently it's only been a few weeks back at school and already Dumbledore has already announced a surprise ball that is set to take place on October 31. Why yes, it is a Halloween dance, and for the enjoyment of the students let's make it a masquerade ball, or a costume if you please. One could only imagine all the butterflies going through the girls and the guys' stomachs. Will she say yes, will he say no? Or the bigger questions, will James Potter be able to get the lovely Lily to say to him? Or will Snape beat him to it? Don't forget Sirius, Remus, and Peter. They ought to have some secret admirers too don't you think? That's up for you to decide.


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мαιи

[ τ ] he number one rule is follow Gaia's ToS. That's a super easy one to remember. Now some personal ones. I am your emperor of this thread, don't like it, well you can just whine somewhere else. Also please don't steal anything from here. If you have a question, just pm me; I promise I don't bite. This is basically a PG-13, or 16, same difference, roleplay. A reminder from the introduction, at least try to know what you're dealing with here. It's in the Marauder era; no Voldemort or deatheaters. I don't except everyone to be best friends for life with everyone, so yes there will be some brawls, but only in character. Meaning don't be a jerk and alienate someone and just be outright rude. Also try not leave anyone out; I will try to keep seclusion a minimal so that all characters are included but I need help too. By the way I've decided why not make this yaoi/yuri friendly, so if you want to be gay, sure go ahead. Also don't be a ditcher, if you join and are accepted please stick with this. I've made so many roleplays in the past to know that they don't all live forever, but I would very much enjoy this roleplay to live at least to the main plot; which is why I choose a close date. I think I've said enough in this area, plus the fact that I get to add, change, and or delete some rules if I please.

ℓιтεяαcƴ

[ Ą ] s you all have been wondering I've decided to make this an advance literature roleplay. Why you ask am I being harsh? I've been searching the misc. roleplays and quite frankly I'm upset. I go into a roleplay, that in the title says Lit. and I find the owner writing like this :: s0 th1s 1s a lit. RP kay???? And I find it to be more like a very low class semi-lit. roleplay. The only way to be positive that I will be receiving roleplayers who do not write like that is to make this adv.lit. By the way advance literature, doesn't mean ginormous posts, it just means you know how to spell correctly, use higher vocabulary, and are able to construct not just simple sentences but more advance complex sentences. Not to say I don't like big posts; it's just to comfort the more insecure ones on their post size. The reason to big posts is simple; lots and lots of details or an in-depth analysis of what the character is thinking. You must spellcheck your work, or at least be one-hundred percent sure you spelled the word correctly. If your Word or spell checker accidentally misses it and you catch later, that's fine so long as you go back and edit. Don't fret over if there is a word that it doesn't catch, that happens to me too, but I always make sure I go back edit it correctly for other viewers.

                                    ρяσƒιℓεş

                                    [ σ ] k, I just want to make this painfully clear. No super amazing people, and no super depressing people. Yes people die everyday, but chances of a parent dieing in a school environment, not to mention before the whole deatheaters time, is very slim. I'll probably only let one or two characters with that sad story, but if I see more, I will have to say change it. As for super awesome, I don't want everyone to be perfect and child prodigies. Everyone has flaws, and not everyone can be the smartest, so I might let one be pretty fricken smart, but not too smart you see. I really also don't want and child rape stories, that's just depressing. So if you want some sympathy I suggest a divorce or alcoholic? As for glittery gold perfect maybe one or two things you excel at? Now if you want a cannon just pm your favorite song in quotes. As for an original your favorite video game in quotes. The profiles are probably going to take awhile, so I suggest reserving that way you are guaranteed some time and don't send in your hard work to find it already taken. That would most defiantly suck. If you wish to reserve then send me a pm with your favorite soda in quotes. All reserves will last three days, then they will be open for everyone; first come first serve. You may also notice that I don't have a classes area, well that is because I don't expect a lot of teachers, since that usually happens. This isn't going to focus entirely only the classes itself, but rather the cute little conversations or notes passed in class and mostly after or in-between classes. However if you truly want to be a teacher, just pm me with your favorite book in quotes and a regular profile. Don't worry about the house part or where to put what you teach. You just make a note of it at the bottom, and I'll just insert a special section with your class; and if you want to be the head teacher of a house then you can fill out the house section. I probably forgot to say this, but just for some who need everything spoon-fed, you are pming your profiles to me, and I will send a pm back if you are accepted. By the way, you're templates can be located over in the CT thread, to save space here. A little note, when you go to the CT thread you will also notice a background check. You must fill it out and send it along with your reserve or you profile, whichever is first. When you are accepted you may post your profiles in the CT, that way you can edit them later, but please pm me of your change, okie dokies?

                                    ρσşτş

                                    [ Ɩ ] like pretty posts, so add a little jazz in there. Although, with all things comes moderation. Please don't burn my eyes out with bright yellow, and no jumbo pictures. Also no quoting. As for posting size let's say minimal three paragraphs. It is advance you know. As for paragraphs make them at least six sentences, although I normally prefer ten to twelve sentences per paragraph. Absolutely no one liners or chat talk. Please type in third person, and absolutely no * or ~ for actions. Keep ooc for the ooc thread, unless of course it is absolutely necessary to put it on here, but I don't want someone abusing this and casually talking here. If you do have to use ooc here then use [], {}, or () please. Do not god-modding anyone. Romance is encouraged, I think I made this clear, but if you want to go past snogging go the pms. As for cursing, we're wizards not sailors ya' hear? As for violence, there will be some fights I expect and sure a jinx here and there, but no amputation or just extreme horror scenes. I expect a post once every two or three days, I know these things take awhile. If you are going to be gone somewhere, just pm me, or if you are just piled with homework, I accept that too. I have that a lot as well, just make sure you give me an estimate of when you'll be gone, and if you were in a conversation with someone pm them out of kindness so they aren't waiting forever for you. Since you have been so kind to read all these procedures I'll reward you with a surprise, in your profiles please add : with the number three next to it, so I know you read the rules.


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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxι xşσℓεмηℓƴ xş ω ε α я xι´м x xτσ xησ xg σ σ ∂

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cαηησηş


xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ ] ily Evans :: Open

xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ Ј ] ames Potter :: Open

xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ ş ] irius Black :: Open

xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ я ] emus Lupin :: Open

xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ ρ ] eter Pettigrew :: Open

xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ ş ] everus Snape :: Open

σяιgιηαℓş


[ η ] ote :: I'm only accepting eight originals at the time, just to keep the girl guy ratio even. Two original guys, and six original girls.

                                    xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ Ģ ] irl Uno :: Taken

                                    xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ Ģ ] irl Dos :: Open

                                    xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ Ģ ] irl Tres :: Open

                                    xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ Ģ ] irl Cuatro :: Open

                                    xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ Ģ ] irl Cinco :: Open

                                    xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ Ģ ] irl Seis :: Open

                                    xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ Ģ ] uy Uno :: Open

                                    xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ Ģ ] uy Dos :: Open


                                    [✯] ιитяσ [✯] şτσяƴ [✯] яuℓεş [] cнαяαcτεяş [✯] şεττιиg [✯] ℓιşτ [✯] uρ∂ατεş [✯] яεşεяvε [✯] яεşεяvε [✯] яεşεяvε [✯] σρεи
     




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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxι xşσℓεмηℓƴ xş ω ε α я xι´м x xτσ xησ xg σ σ ∂

∂ατε

xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ σ ] cτσвεя :: ƒ ι я ş τ :: 1975

τιмε

xxxxxxxxxxxxx[ ß ] яεαкƒαşτ :: 7:39 αм

ωεατнεя

xxxxxxxxxxxxx :: Cloudy with medium gusts


[✯] ιитяσ [✯] şτσяƴ [✯] яuℓεş [✯] cнαяαcτεяş [] şεττιиg [✯] ℓιşτ [✯] uρ∂ατεş [✯] яεşεяvε [✯] яεşεяvε [✯] яεşεяvε [✯] σρεи
 
     
 

Brooke | Chloe | Hasley


Did || You || Say || Zombies?




          ►-----||Age||
          Twenty :: F o u r

          ►-----||Birth||
          November :: F i f t h


          ►-----||Logistics||
          Eyes- Light :: B r o w n
          Hair- B r o w n
          Weight- One :: H u n d r e d :: Thirty :: F o u r :: Pounds
          Height- Five :: F e e t :: Ten :: 1 / 2 :: Inches


          ►-----||Facts||
          〖 I don't show it, but I care a lot for my sister 〗
          〖 I'm a bit of chatter; it's a bad old habit 〗
          〖 You best believe I can convince you of anything 〗
          〖 So I just watched my boyfriend try and eat me 〗
          〖 I'm no muscle man, but I do have to have some muscle 〗
          〖 I see the glass half-full; even in this crisis, but for how long? 〗
          〖 I look nothing like my sister 〗
          〖 I'm a wee bit OCD on things 〗
          〖 I really like the word s**t 〗
          〖 I am a lawyer, well was, so beware 〗
          〖 I put up a strong face, but inside I might just be freaking out 〗
          〖 Secretly way into Techno music 〗
          〖 I worked my a** off to pass with some pretty high grades from Harvard 〗
          〖 I'm wearing contacts; hopefully they last because I left my glasses back with my zombie boyfriend 〗
          〖 I hate purses, and makeup 〗
          〖 Motels scare me; expecially zombie infested ones 〗
          〖 I'm a tad cold-hearted, don't be surprised 〗
          〖 I did yoga, so needless to say, yes I can bend that way 〗
          〖 Yup, I have a hitch-hikers thumb, not that it'll come in handy now 〗
          〖 Only shot a gun once, at my boyfriend, and I missed and hit his arm 〗


          ►-----||O'gasm||
          ✓Debatting :: I'm a lawyer it's what I do
          ✓Intellectuals :: I went to Harvard, so it sunk in
          ✓Techno :: I know, it doesn't fit, but that's why it's a secret
          ✓Sex :: Don't judge me, it's normal and pleasing for people my age
          ✓Summer :: Winter is pretty, but I don't like freezing my a** off
          ✓Sneakers :: Heels just don't cut it when running away from a zombie
          ✓Winning :: I like to win my cases, so my job seeped into my personality
          ✓Arsenal :: Example, flamethrowers and I assure you that was a recent change
          ✓Mopeds :: Sadly though, they're not ideal for zombie raids
          ✓Living :: It only became essential as of recently
          ✓Blue :: I do enjoy this color
          ✓Messenger bags :: Ten times better than a purse
          ✓Wine :: So I enjoy the classy stuff
          ✓Bubble baths :: They help clear my mind
          ✓Oreos :: Man I need one right now



          ►-----||PUKE||
          ✗Vomit :: The smell, the sound, the look
          ✗Dieing :: That would defiantly suck right now
          ✗Caramel :: That candy sucks
          ✗Spicy food :: It burns my tongue
          ✗Fog :: I feared it before, and now I fear it even more
          ✗Small and dirty places :: The OCD kicks in
          ✗Cigs :: You can smoke it around me fine, but make me take one, I will not
          ✗Sleeping :: Nowdays I fear for my life
          ✗Maggots :: They're everywhere now
          ✗Loved ones that are now zombies :: ....I hated shooting him
          ✗The Virus :: ******** you Solarium
          ✗Air-heads :: Have some common sense please
          ✗Pessimists :: We're all going to die with that attitude
          ✗Losing :: Game over man, game over
          ✗Feeling or showing weakness :: Somebody has to be strong with a level-head



          ►-----||Job||
          A blood-sucking lawyer, get over it.





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