♃ dяoρs.oғ.juρɩтɛя ∥ мαjɛsтɩc's тɛsт

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the stars lean down to kiss you-----
------{ AND I LIE AWAKE AND MISS YOU }

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------------------- i'll taste the sky and feel alive again

[Majestic Dream]

ａ ｚ ｕ ｒ ｅ - ｓ ｔ ｏ ｒ ｍ
something's is getting in the way, something's just about to break

If someone were to guess what could make team Rocket tremble, a pissed off nineteen-year-old wouldn't be on the list. Normally, it wouldn't be. But, today was different. "Where is he?" The voice was coming from woman, who had emerged from another room by the large gaping hole in the wall, most of the people in room before where on cursing at injured pokemon, everyone in the facility but her wore black outfits with bright red R's painted on their clothes, Rockets. Five pokemon had positioned themselves around the woman. None of them looked impressed, except the Meganium who was quite pleased with itself, as its Solar Beam had done a fine job of incarcerating the wall.

Azure stepped over the rubble, to the nearest Rocket who looked rather important because he was wearing a different uniform then everyone else, and grabbed his shirt and yanked him down to her level, "Don't make me ask again." Normally there would be nothing intimidating about the girl who was wearing a sweater a size to big for her small frame, a sailor school uniform peeked out of the sweater, a a stylized shirt and a short skirt, and her dusty brown hair was styled to look cute. The result was that Azure looked several years younger then nineteen. Most people wouldn't take her seriously because of the way she looked, the same would be true now, if her voice didn't have such a menacing tone and look on her face supported the intent to kill.

"I will rip apart this whole faculty if I have to. I will tear down every team rocket building I ever find, so why don't you just tell me where he is and I'll leave anything I haven't destroyed intact." The rocket knew she was serious, Azure had a reputation. She had after all, entered the competition to become champion of the Kanto league, but lost in the final round, and had to deal with being runner up. The Rocket decided he would ******** with her anyways, "I have no idea what you're talking about, miss. Could you be more specific?" "You know exactly what I'm talking about! Where is my Charzard?!" Her Charzard, her Isamu, her pokemon. Her dearest pokemon that team rocket had managed to get a hold of. She was at the end of the rope he had been missing for days, she was pretty much hysterical when she got hold of information that this building had brought in a shipment of pokemon the evening of the day that Isamu went missing. The Rocket didn't respond, she had her Meganium hold him down and she took his keys, then she placed her boot on his neck and started to press down, she wasn't normally a violent person, but she was in such a rage she could've killed someone. Finally the rocket choked out "Room 247" she was in a hurry so reluctantly she let his shirt go, although what she really wanted to do was through him into a wall, she wasn't sure she could manage it, the man was quite a bit bigger then her, and he was too heavy.

She ran down the hall, returning her pokemon into their balls as she went, they needn't be out, they could see Isamu later when she got out of this god forsaken place, she watched the numbers increase until she hit the room she wanted. "Isamu!" She cried and she inserted the key, jiggled it around until she heard the click of a lock opening. "Isamu, Isamu, I'm here! It's me, I've come." She opened the door. Her eyes wondered the room looking for her pokemon. She frowned she couldn't see him, there was only a man wearing Charzard wings and tail... she stepped back, she had heard wicked rumors about pokemon being turned into humans... she shook her head, it wasn't possible, but... "I-Isamu?"

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By the third day, she wanted to escape. The first two days had been spent in utter shock. The bizarre feeling of waking up in the wrong body had consumed her attention and curiosity. She spent the days walking around, learning how to do the basic things humans did. She spent three hours staring at the mirror they had provided for her. She had thoroughly inspected her reflection. Starting from her dusty pink hair, which cascaded all the way down her back, to the odd cloth that covered her body. Which she realized reflected the colour of her former Dustox body. The mirror had been set aside after that; though it was still odd to see round yellow human eyes gaze back at her instead of the compound eyes she had before.

Yuuki had been rather cooperative those two days. She did what the white clothed people, called scientists, without a fuss. She didn't even raise a fuss when a few uniformed Rockets came in to check on her. In fact, she even let one of them teach her how to keep such long annoying hair out of her way, the woman had taught her how to braid her hair. But, that was yesterday.

Her hands pounded against the glass of the other room. Words formed in her mouth, "Let me out!" She screamed, the words were strange, she knew what they meant, traveling around with a trainer all the time meant learning the human language, but it was different from the raspy cries and clicks she used to make. She didn't want to be in here anymore... not that she ever wanted to be. The days were counting from when she was stolen from her trainer.

Try as Yuuki might, she couldn't recall the day very well. She remembered being put in a glass container as she struggles, letting poison powder seep from her wings, but, the Rockets had been reading for a Dustox's poison attacks. They managed to cram her into the small glass box where she spent the next few hours banging against the glass, screeching, trying to get to break. Evidently it didn't work, the next thing she remembered... she was in this room and wingless.

i w i s h that without me -----
----- your heart would b r e a k

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♠ YASUNA NONOE --
--( you're the queen of spades )
& WE'LL FIGHT FOR YOU

It had been week and a half. It took that long to track him down. Yasuna, occasionally called Yaya, was sure it shouldn't have taken that long. How could they possibly contain her Gengar for that long? She remembered when she caught the trouble maker, as a Gastly, she'd been fourteen and the frustration of dealing with a misbehaving pokemon had been overwhelming. Even now, at nineteen Kumori only listened when he wanted. he played pranks on her, the other pokemon in her party, virtually anyone who happened to be around. His level was a clear indication that she couldn't keep a reign on him. She refused to use him in battle everytime he misbehaved, and at level thirty-five, he was ten levels below the next lowest in her party. Frankly, it was embarrassing that a woman who managed to best eight gyms couldn't control a Gengar. Despite that, she never removed him from her party. Kumori had been an addition she just couldn't leave in the pokemon box. For a long time she thought his behavior would improve, and by the time she realized it wouldn't, she loved him too much to let him go. She knew pranks were all in good humor, most of the time anyways.

As a result, Yaya felt it impossible, and insulting, that Kumori hadn't escaped the clutches of team Rocket, yet. He wouldn't listen to his trainer, which she presumed he at least mildly liked, which might have been her mistake, but she really found it hard to believe that Kumori might dislike her. On the other hand, she was sure he hated Rockets. His behavior towards them was not silly antics but down right cruel. So, when she finally tracked down where her Gengar had been taken, she was frightened at the thought of what they could have done to him to keep him there.

Yasuna walked straight up to the remote building that supposedly was the place where the Rockets had brought a shipment of pokemon two days after he disappeared. She was sure it was at least a Rocket hideout when she got to the door and a key card was needed to open it. Finding a Rocket with a key card would take time she didn't feel like wasting, so she let a Meganium out of its pokeball. She looked at the cement walls and a grim smile crossed her face, "Rosette, solar beam. Full charge." The Meganium didn't need a second invitation, she gathered sunlight and after she was ready she shot it at the wall. The wall didn't have a chance, it crumbled leaving a huge gaping hole that lead into the building. The blast had been powerful enough it broke through another wall where a gaping scientist started at the wall. Yaya recalled Rosette.

The young woman with jet black hair, with a strip of blue in it, tied back in pigtails stepped through the hole and into the building, her ruby and sapphire eyes glinted with dislike. By now, a few scientists and Rocket were gathering around, forming a feeble attempt to stop her. "Now, now" She mocked, " We can do this the easy way, or the hard way, but in the end I'll be taking my Gengar back, so its up to you how you want to do this." They chose to take the difficult route, after seven consecutive battles, all of which Yasuna won, they decided they'd just tell her what she wanted to know.

"He's in room 398. That is, if you still want him back after you see him." She didn't waste time telling the Rocket she still wanted her Gengar back, no matter what they did to him. She held out her hand, her reluctantly gave her the key. "Thanks, I'll make sure to put in a good word with the police for you." She spoke with sarcasm dripping from her voice. The rash Rocket got pissed off and tried to hit her, but she dodged and followed up by kicking him in the stomach with deadly accuracy. He keeled over. She walked down the hall way until she reached the room she wanted.

Quickly, Yasuna inserted the key into the door and opened it. Her eyes scanned the shadowy room. The only thing she saw was a man sitting in the corner of the room, she ignored him. Perhaps her Gengar was hiding, after all, he was master at making himself unseen. "Kumori?" She called into the room, taking a step inside, "Kumori? It's Yasuna, come on, I've come to take him home." She yelled, anxiety creeping into her voice, they couldn't have possibly killed him, could they?

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✖ ┊ WELCOME TO THE EVENING NEWS


Oh! We're starting? I'm Natalie Storm. You can call me Natalie. This here, the word Beloved written across my neck, is my other name, my 'real' name. I'm a fighter, so it's best not to mess with me. I was born on March nineteenth, which makes me a twenty-year-old female. I don't have a preference when it comes to romantic partners, I'm not one for labels, but I suppose that would make me pansexual. Ears? I managed to get rid of mine at fifteen. I was young and stupid. I'm five feet and eight inches tall. My weight is a secret, darling. Nice try. My natural hair colour is brown, but it hasn't been that colour for years. You don't think that's important? Its my interview, so I don't care if you think it's not important.

✖ ┊ HARLEY, WHY DON'T YOU BRIEF US ON THE WEATHER?


I've been told more than once I should get an attitude adjustment. Sometimes I'm labeled as rebellious because I bleach my hair, I smoke, and I let people know what I think of them. Truthfully darling, I'm more blunt than rebellious, and sometimes I'm just plain vulgar. I like being unpredictable, but I don't think I accomplish that on a regular basis. Self-assured, perhaps borderline conceited, especially when it comes to spell battles. After all, I'm paired with the wrong person, which cuts my attack power in half and I can still win. I'm naturally loud and out-going, I certainly don't shy away from doing what I want to do.


✖ ┊ WELL TOM, AS OF SEPTEMBER XX, 20XX


x born on March 19, 1990 in Lethbridge, Alberta, Canada.
x age five, younger sister, Elizabeth, is born.
x father leaves the family.
x moves to Toronto, Ontario, Canada at age seven.
x age ten, meets BELOVED sacrifice.
x fifteen, loses ears to BELOVED partner.
x BELOVED partner disappears
x attends a university for photography at eighteen
x moves into an apartment
x becomes LOVELESS's fighter.



✖ ┊ THIS IS WHY I PREDICT SUN


x I love photography, and cameras.
x Music is amazing, I can strum away a a guitar for hours.
x I'm a real sucker for strawberry milkshakes, darling.
x I've always been a fan of winter and snow.



✖ ┊ BUT WITH A SLIGHT ANTICIPATION OF RAIN


x Sweet things like cake, just aren't that good.
x I can't stand when I get a papercut.
x Strutting around in a dress just isn't me.
x ******** rules and authority.
x It's never a good sign when it's raining.


✖ ┊ ONLY THERE WAS HAIL?!


x I know it can't hurt me, but thunder scares me.
x Heights have always made me uneasy.
x Ever been in a small space? Not a good time, darling.


✖ ┊ ...HARLEY, THE MOBS ARE AFTER YOU FOR 'LYING' ON TV...


Do I have any last words? Yea, actually I do. Why do you need to know all this stuff about me? Alright, seriously if I had a themesong I would pick art of breaking by thousand foot krutch, because it's a cool song. Anways, I really should get back to my photography, darling. See you later.

⋋ HARLEY JAMES HAS SOLD HIS SOUL ⋌
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yuna
ms. suzuki

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twenty-four
december ninth

● ﹥ gender }

female + heterosexual

● ﹥themesong }

bad habits - my favorite highway

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responsible
bossy
sarcastic
self-reliant

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Yuna Suzuki was born on December ninth. Her childhood was pretty typical, she was raised in a middle class home by two parents, she had an older sister and a younger brother. Over time she found she loved math and had an aptitude for teaching other students, she earned a good wage tutoring other students through her high school and university career. She went to university to become a teacher, specifically one who taught math to high school students. Yuna spent her late teens and early twenties like most people, getting wasted and being completely stupid, a habit she hasn't quite broken, even after graduating and getting a job as a teacher. She spends her days being a responsible teacher and her evenings going out to bars. Currently, Yuna is living in a one-bedroom condo.

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t a k e y o u r t i m e-----
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WELL DON'T YOU THINK THAT WE'RE TAKING THIS A LITTLE TOO FAR ?

She wanted to drag him out of the car, except it was physically impossible. As a result, Yuna went for the next best thing, taking Nick's keys. It wasn't hard to do, he was so drunk he could barely see straight. So she opened the door and grabbed his keys, closing it behind her. "Tough luck, I'm not giving your keys back until..." She stopped to work it out mathematically, but she had no idea how much Nick had actually drunk, she looked at her clock it was eleven at night, "Until six a.m. So you have three options. You get me to drive you somewhere where you can spend the night, you spend the night in the car, or you can crash on my couch. Now, because you can't stand my face at the moment. I'll assume you'll go with option two. Let me know if you change your mind."

She backed away from the car and put her cigarette out

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--------- & -- i -- wouldn't -- dare
《 it's a secret, i swear 》 ---

[Majestic Dream]

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youcould'vebeenalliwantedbutyouweren'thonest
n o w g e t i n t h e g r o u n d !
IF YOU REALLY LOVED ME YOU WOULD'VE ENDURED MY WORLD
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I'D DO A N Y T H I N G FOR YOU

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____________________Hi, I'm Majestic Dream and I want 《 EIGHTH!FREE 》!


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________■ AGE ! 26
________■ RACE ! hussar
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Left to fend for yourself from a young age, you've become emotionally isolated and self-reliant. Your childhood consisted of stealing, backstabbing and manipulation to survive. While Belgrad may have been where you were born, you don’t like the islands very much, they’re more of a painful reminder of what you never had. Most of you’re skills were self-taught, or you threatened someone to teach you. You have an inferiority complex that leads you to feel insecure and powerless. The only way you know how to deal with this is to inflict pain on others, or kill them to feel confident and powerful, making you a little sadistic. Despite your cold outlook on others, you’re good at deception, and have no problem lying your way into the hearts of others for your gain. Your intelligence and violent behavior lead you to your carrier choice, a ninja. After spending ten years as a shadow traveler, you’ve become well accustom to your class, and are quite deadly. You’re often hired as an assassin, and you always get the job done. You’re reputation in the field of killing makes sure you’re always well paid. Even though you’re sided with the Hunters, you're not sure if resurrecting the God is possible, but if it gets ride of the creatures in the wilderness, its worth a try, and the idea of sacrifices certainly doesn’t bother you.

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Okay, so this your profile! Odd, huh? Trust me, it'll be fun. Before I get started on what needs to be here, a couple pointers. Your body paragraphs are the only time you'll use color five; five should be a readable color that isn't black. The sun icon up there? You can change that to whatever symbol you like. You can write this in first or third person, whatever you're comfortable with. That aside, onto the fun stuff!
This is the first of three paragraph groups in your profile. This will be a quickie introduction, nicknames, appearance, etc. The basics. This should only be one - two solid paragraphs.


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Your last bunch of paragraphs! This will be where you detail strengths, abilities, and overall skill. This is a Final Fantasy-esque world, so feel free to name techniques! In fact, if you know anything about FFXI, feel free to give your character the abilities their class has in FFXI. Throw in a few weaknesses, too. This should be two or three paragraphs of information as well. Third or first person, once again. Finish this, and congrats, you're done!

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Teenager. The word describing the age bracket of those between puberty and maturity. The age when someone is not quite a child, and not quite an adult. It is the age where civilization of society is forgotten and animal instincts are the only thing left to rely on. It is the animal behavior of teenagers that society looks down on. Society decided they needed a way to control these animals, to turn these reckless teenagers into responsible adults. And society found a way to to teach the teenagers everything they needed to know to become adults. They created high school.

Society decided to put all the teenagers in a building, and teach them the rules. There they couldn't vandalize the town, anger adults and terrorize children. There needed to be some order inside the school so teachers were hired to keep the teenagers in line. It was perfect. Genius, even. To rebellious teenagers it was a cage rather than a learning experience and what happens when you put a bunch of angry animals in a cage and give them nothing to do? They fight, of course.

True to their animal nature, teenagers did fight. High school became a vicious place. It didn't take long for the adolescence to figure out you're stronger in a pack, and they formed cliques. Soon it became apparent which cliques were stronger than others, which ones would rule, and which ones would not. The cliques that could physically force others to do things became respected, and became the alpha of the school, they became the popular kids. Everyone wants to be popular, because everyone wants power. But, only a few can rule, and they would do everything in their power to keep themselves in that position. It became apparent that just like animals do not stray from packs, teenagers do not stay from their cliques, and doing so is strictly forbidden.

With that said, there is one important difference between teenagers and animals. Teenagers have a little extra something called 'feelings' that don't follow the rules. Two of the most troublesome are love and lust. Two emotions that, not only do not follow any rules, but cause a lot of trouble when they do not. There are six teenagers find themselves in conflict with their feelings and their clique.