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[MythicalYoko]

Sohma Itsuki

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"Sometimes I just prefer 'simple things?'"

[MythicalYoko]

Sohma | Ryota

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‡ FØgg¥ wïnd¤w || ÇأРg£å§§ || HÖw mu€h £¤ngєr ÐØ †hє§є whï†є night§ £a§†? ‡

[MythicalYoko]

Lilith Ishtar Daciana Valdis Gwenevere Ovet

Do you know what your fate is?
And are you trying to shake it?
You're doing your best and
Your best look
You're praying that you make it

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Whenever the end is
Do you think you can see it?
Well, until you get there
Go on, go ahead and scream it
Just say it

[MythicalYoko]

Worthless trash blowing in the wind.
My sword, my sole companion.
A white ribbon, binding me to innocence and evanescent pain.

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I am the dragon's watch dog, bound by his collar.
What use am I without my wings?
While his smile is genuine, mine is not. Where must I begin and at what point would he stop?

[MythicalYoko]

The island bathes in the Sun's bright rays
Distant clouds wear a shroud of gray
A lonely breeze whispers in the trees
Sole witness to history

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Fleeting memories rise
From the shadows of my mind
Sing "nonomori" endless corridors
Say "nonomori," hopeless warriors

[MythicalYoko]

Old memories entwine,
Like the soft tunes of a lullaby
Familiar but dusted
Worn down by the sands of time

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My heart is uncertain if it should
Track down the wounded future
Or tread on the broken tomorrow

[MythicalYoko]

keep your Eyes on me
now we're on the edge of Hell

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dear My love
sweet morning Light
wait for me
you've Gone much farther
too Far

[MythicalYoko]

Old memories entwine,
Like the soft tunes of a lullaby
Familiar but dusted
Worn down by the sands of time

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My heart is uncertain if it should
Track down the wounded future
Or tread on the broken tomorrow

[MythicalYoko]

[MythicalYoko]

ナカトイエルドラ
Nakato Iyeldra

とてもうれしかったよ
きみがわらいかけだた
すべてをとかすちょうえみで

春はまだとおくて
つめたいつちの中で
めふくときをまってたんだ

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うまれかわることはできないよ
だけどかわってわいけるから
Lets stay together いつも

やさしくしたいよ　もうくやぬように
なげきのうみもこえていこう

[MythicalYoko]

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[size=11][color=COLOR3][b]» FWOOSH[/b][/color]
[color=COLOR2][Magic powers][/color]

[color=COLOR3][b]» Wa-shiiing![/b][/color]
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[color=COLOR3][b]» Check this out[/b][/color]
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[MythicalYoko]

Sohma, Shuichi



「вαsιcs 」

→ η ι c к η α м ε s
Shuichi.

→ g ε η ∂ ε я
Male.

→ в o я η
October 29th.

→ y ε α я s
Twenty-four.

→ s ε x υ α l ι т y
Heterosexual.

→ z o ∂ ι α c
Dog.

「αρρєαяαисєѕ 」

→ ∂ ε s c я ι p t ι o η
At a person's first study of Shuichi's outward appearance they'd probably say that he looks quite frightening. He has the body of a typical Japanese male. Slimmer and smaller than say, an American's, so he's not particularly broad shouldered. He'll wear clothing that's not plain or too flashy and the colors will vary to whatever he happens to pull out of the closet that day. His face, however, is sharp with eyes and lips that make it look as though he's a mean hearted person. His hair is black and his eyes are a dark brown with Sohma pale skin. He stands at 5'10", tall for a Japanese man but there are a few foreigners he's run into that are taller than he is.

「тнε тяυтн 」

→ ρ ε я s o η α
Despite his outward appearance Shuichi is actually a kind person. He enjoys having company and will hang out with almost anyone and has taken up the roll of "big brother" to many during his life. He doesn't mind the title that is occasionally placed on his shoulders and actually takes a liking to it.

Also, he has a cat. Maybe it's for the irony.

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Shuichi the Dog was one of the first of the zodiac to arrive. The entire family was brimmed over with excitement at his arrival and he spent his childhood waiting for the others to arrive. His parents were regular but wealthy people and his mother was the one who he usually talked with as she was the home keeper and his father a businessman who came home to sleep and when he woke left for work. Even with is father's absence the family was relatively close and every Sunday that his father had off they would always spend time together.

His family had their bumps and shakes but they overcame it just as every family does. His mother was frequently stressed with maintaining the house and finances and she was worried constantly about Shuichi's curse. Despite this she still pushed him to go to school and have as much of a regular life as he possibly could. She was one of the people who witnessed the lives of other zodiac members fall apart and heard stories of the past zodiac and had no desire for the same to be repeated for her son. He would be happy, and if he did suffer she didn't want it to be from his curse or abandonment or neglect from his family.

School was difficult for him due to both his curse and how people seemed to think he was generally grumpy person. He kept this to himself, however, and endured. Those who decided to be his friends he treated well and they quickly saw that his personality was different from what they assumed it would be.

Today, Shuichi knows that he hasn't suffered as much as some people have and is thankful for it. Older and a graduate student he's become less quiet and tries to be more outgoing.

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No, not yet.

「ғіи 」

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Ah, I don't know. We'll have to figure that out.

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Not available yet.

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Most likely you'll see some variations of green.

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MythicalYoko

[MythicalYoko]

The Touchable Ghost

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wherefore art thou Romeo? » Eventhel Ivilaras
doctor who? » Thel.
oh, what a pretty fire » 19 cycles.
once upon a time » Male.
she lived in a cellar » Cirlun.


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mirror, mirror on the wall » Thel is neither tall nor short and has a regular frame- albeit a bit thin- by human standards. His face features are smooth and defined, giving him an incredibly attractive face that almost always turns heads. His skin is eerily pale with ice blue eyes that are framed by long white eyelashes. His hair is incredibly long due to him having never cut it in his entire life. The long locks are a pure white and is normally kept in a braid that falls far below his waist. Even amongst his own people his pale color is uncommon, a testimony to the refined blood that runs through his veins.

This would be all be visible if not for how dirtied his body and clothes are. Despite the elegant way Thel will sometimes move he only owns aged, torn and worn out browned clothing that need to be badly replaced. Beneath the clothes one can see muscles underneath horribly stretched skin. He is so thin that his bones are painfully obvious to even the most unobservant eye. His hands are incredibly calloused and his fingernails are short and jagged from frequently breaking. The cream white skin he possesses is hidden underneath a permanent layer of dirt and soot. His long hair is tangled and falls out of his tied-up braid and is rarely fixed due to a lack of time and energy.

hero or villain? » Despite his rough life Thel has remained a generally nice person due to his naturally kind heart. Even so he tends to keep all people within an arm's length. Close enough to be sure that he can see how they're doing but far enough to ensure safety.

He tends to have a curiosity for anything he hasn't seen before. He enjoys trying out new things but doesn't have to constantly be surrounded by exciting or new things. He can be surprisingly content doing absolutely nothing. When the opportunity to just sit and wordlessly stare at the scenery arises he takes it. He usually reacts strongly to anything he dislikes or flat out hates. And despite his curiosity he appears to be very traditional to his people's culture.

long, long ago in a galaxy far, far away » Eventhel was born into a high noble family of his world and its strong traditions. His white hair was never to be cut and since before he could even start talking he was already in the charge of a teacher and engaged to another newborn of another royal family.

He grew up this way, living up to his family's expectations and the expectations of his fiancé's family. Eventhel didn't mind this, however, as he was someone who was proud of his people, culture and family. He was not the most lion hearted of men but he was intelligent and very gifted in the use of the powers that he had blessed with while in his mother's womb. In turn his family was proud of him and his accomplishments, pleased with the very attractive young son that they had brought into this world and raised so well who would undoubtedly become an incredible warrior.

It was when he was around fourteen that he first met his fiancé. She was a young girl who was as attractive as he was, kind and warm. Yet for some reason he didn't feel himself happy. She was beautiful and would have made a good wife, so why did the thought of marrying her make him feel so depressed? It would be another cycle until he found out why this was so. He had been standing out at a balcony, watching the city below when a man who was only a few cycles older than he was caught his eye.

He was so incredibly handsome. It was that single thought that he had instantly crushed that would be the first step into Eventhel's fall. For his small, shy glances had not gone unnoticed and the other had decided to pursue him. And even though he was engaged and in their society homosexuality was considered a high crime and sin, Eventhel gave in.

As their little love affair went on behind doors Eventhel grew unhappier each day he had to think about marrying a woman he wasn't attracted to at all. He kept his silence, however, not wanting to displease his family and more importantly not wanting anyone to find out about the affair he was having with another man. These feelings built up over time and by the time he was fifteenth cycle it finally came crashing down.

The initial trouble was his fiancé's unusual sexual persistence with him. He avoided her actions several times until he finally lost his patience and denied her altogether. The very evening his fiancé's family was enraged by his actions and was demanding an apology. Then, as though fate decided to dip him farther down into boiling water, his homosexual affair was brought to light. Any anger that his family or his fiancé's family beforehand was absolutely nothing compared to what came afterwards. The pride that his family had had for him crumbled and burned to ash, his fiancé's family was furious and his fiancé was heartbroken.

The man whom he had had an affair with was of a higher family so the crime of this act fell fully upon Eventhel's shoulders. And instead of standing by his lover's side the man said that it was Eventhel's fault and that he had been seduced by him. Surrounded at all sides and angles and with no one to support him Eventhel Ivilaras was stripped of everything he owned and would have ever owned. He was thrown out of his family, with nothing to keep with him, not even his name.

Despite his incredible strength and control in his powers the now renamed Thel could find no one who would take him in or hire him for work due to the social stigma he now had to carry and he refused to take up any work that would make him a criminal. He finally managed to find work in one of the lowest positions within his society as possible doing hard labor. For two cycles Thel was irate with the position he'd been thrown into until the rage and hatred finally evaporated away, leaving an emotional scar in its wake.

For the three cycles that Thel has been working he has taken any scrap of change he can possibly get his hands on and has been saving it to buy a ticket on a spaceship to get him off of his godforsaken planet. There should be somewhere he can go where people won't know of his crime and he can put his true talents to work. Wherever it is and how long it takes, he doesn't care. Anything is better than living in this hell.


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cleaning the castle »
- Moving objects around with his mind. This usually happens when he's zoning out.
- Singing or humming as he works. It makes life and passing time a bit easier.
- Helping others out.
my favorite planet is »
- Knowing what he's eating.
- The feeling of being clean.
- New things.
- Knowing that he has power in himself. No matter how far he may fall he still holds pride in the strength of his powers.
- Having someone look at him. Especially without dislike or disgust.
- Ballroom dancing.
oh, a spider! »
- Living in poverty.
- Being an outcast.
- Homosexuality.
why does it always have to be snakes? »
- He's homophobic.
- Living in poverty for the rest of his life.


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he pulled the sword from the stone » The Ghost can move and break objects without having to touch them. He can also pass through solid objects in a misty vapor and can make himself or others much harder to see by the naked eye or even invisible. Depending on how much energy Thel is using some of it will start to leak out into the air around him, causing his clothes, hair or whatever else can easily move to start floating around as though it's not completely solid. He's also very skilled fighting with his hands and several weapons. Mostly the kind that would be considered to be primitive by most other planets' standards- swords, naginatas and others. His people hold firmly to their traditional values and what's considered to be "natural". So while his people do have high tech technology they will choose what's natural over machinery given the choice- this includes teaching the older ways of fighting rather than how to use guns.
what did they say? »
"Money may not buy you happiness but neither does poverty."
la dee da »
Polyushka Polye
Marianas Trench

i think, therefore i am » MythicalYoko

[MythicalYoko]

The Soulless

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wherefore art thou Romeo? »
Rex Dereck Montgomery
doctor who? »
Rex, De, amongst other things.
oh, what a pretty fire »
There's ten candles on that birthday cake, plus six. Add on two more.
once upon a time »
Although most wouldn't know it, female.
she lived in a cellar »
Salutations from Earth, E.T.


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mirror, mirror on the wall »
Rex's face isn't an unattractive one but when wearing clothes that aren't feminine or hide what little figure she has she really does look like a boy. She's been confused for being male on multiple occasions. It happens so often that any offense she may have once taken has been completely eroded. Whenever she happens to wear something girly she actually does look like a girl. Perhaps if her sense of style wasn't so away from skirts and dresses there would be less mistakes over her gender. It definitely doesn't help that her figure is particularly flat in terms of curves or lovely lumps. She has a lean, muscular physique that only contributes to her appearance as a slim man.

Clothing wise she'll wear casual raggedy clothes such as torn jeans and a hoodie to a good pair of slacks with a button up long sleeved shirt and a nice vest. It's not often that she'll doll herself up in something like a skirt. While many people think that she cross dresses on purpose that isn't actually her intention- she just happens to find the clothes that men wear to be much more comfortable than the tight pants, high heels and low cut shirts that other girls her age will walk around in.

Rex is a brunette with some faded, random colors thrown in that are from a couple of years back when she dyed a few of her locks. Her hair stretches between her shoulders and her shoulder blades and is usually held up in a bun or ponytail of some sort. A few pieces of hair will sometimes free themselves from their bindings, as her hair is naturally wavy and while it's mostly obedient there are a few strands that refuse to stay in place. She's got bangs that frame her face and soft brown eyes that have faint grey circles around them. She's got spots of freckles scattered about her face and body, a testimony that her now pale skin was once exposed to healthy amounts of sunlight. Lastly, there are Latin words tattoo'd on her left arm.

hero or villain? »
Most people overlook Rex as yet another person moving through the crowds in the background. Anyone who does happen to pay attention to her will quickly pick up on the fact that she doesn't really care about anything. She is much like a robot, her body doing the work that her brain commands it to do without any energy or passion behind it. If she ever happens to smile- which is rare as hell- it's only for the sake of being polite and never extends past her lips.

Whenever any emotion happens to somehow reach her it's almost always some form of depression or regret. She may sneer at times, perhaps at the life that has decided to so thoroughly screw her over. Whenever she feels any of these emotions she will shove them back down from whatever hole they came from. It just takes too much energy to feel and she's sick of the pain she's practically had sewn into her DNA.

long, long ago in a galaxy far, far away »
Rex Dereck Montgomery's parents had been excited when they'd learned that they would be having a baby boy. They waited, eagerly, for the nine months to pass on by. However a full nine months didn't pass- seven and a half did. The baby was born prematurely and was immediately rushed into NICU without even being able to be seen by their parents. So, a day later after everything had been signed and legally made, they got their baby boy girl. You should have seen her father's face.

After having to be convinced multiple times that this child was, in fact, their baby and not someone else's the Montgomery's brought their newborn home all the while wondering what they were going to do about all of the toys they'd bought Rex and even worrying about the blue wallpaper they'd put up in her room. Even with the difficulties facing the brand new parents Rex grew up just fine, her mother staying home to give the child all of the love attention that she needed and being humored by the fact that their daughter was turning into such a tomboy. Soon after Rex came another baby and this time the Montgomery's decided to come up with a boy and a girl name that would be fully decided upon when the baby was out of the womb and crying. As it turned out this one was a girl as well and they brought her home to meet her big sister, Rex.

Life was good for the child and got even better when she went from playing with Mommy and little sister all day to going to school. That was when she made her group friends and met her soon-to-be best friend, Alex Finch. And then she spotted some guy playing the guitar on the sidewalk for some cash. It was love at first sight. She did as much as she could for one, and on Christmas morning she got what she wanted. Through elementary school she hung out with all of them, especially Alex, who picked up the guitar too so that he could play with her. And when their time at elementary school ended they all held onto one another for support as they moved onto middle school.

That was when everything would start changing. Rex wasn't quite sure when everything seemed to get so... complicated. The world was suddenly much larger than they'd known, their eyes were pried open by the media and older students and they were starting to be bombarded by hormones. Some of her friends drifted away and went into other groups, either finding their calling with other people or submitting to the overwhelming peer pressure that crushed down on all of them. It was awful, this chaotic world, and Rex and Alex both stuck to each other for support, playing their guitars and singing, trying to escape in the music and lyrics.

Their number of friends dwindled as they began to grow apart. The real crack in what had once been their unbreakable circle of friendship was one of the boys, Michael, had taken his father's gun and... well, the next time they saw him was at his funeral. Through the pain and shock they graduated onto high school. Had it not been for Alex sticking by Rex's side she surely would've lost herself in the war zone. In their freshmen year another one of their friends accidentally took her own life after taking a drug overdose. As the years ticked by- freshman, sophomore, junior and senior- more of their friend's dropped off the face of the earth, either taken by the growing violence within their community or moving away to get away from it.

By the time Rex and Alex were seniors they'd experienced more tragedy than most adults. Even home had become a battle ground and Rex did her best to avoid going there, not wanting to deal with the screaming and constant arguments that had destroyed the harmony that the house had once held. There were also a lot of rumors about Alex and Rex being a couple but, for reasons neither of them could quite figure out, they simply couldn't date. They'd tried going on a date and found that neither of them could find the other as someone they could have a romantic relationship with. So they decided to stay as friends and try to make it along in the terrible world that they were living in. The duo hung together, spending almost every day with one another writing and playing music and singing. They were both musicians through and through and no matter what happened they knew that the other was there along with the music. They set up realistic goals for themselves: Go to college and get a degree in something that could food on the table. If fate allowed it, though, they would reach for the stars to become the musicians that they both wanted to be. Their love for music was their dream. If someone were to cut them they'd bleed music notes, Alex had joked.

A few days after Rex and Alex had gotten their high schools degrees she received a phone call from Alex's parents. Alex had been hit by a car driven by a bunch of teenagers.

He hadn't even made it to the hospital.

The pain she'd felt had been beyond unbearable. Through all of the crap she'd had to go through and struggling he'd always been there, her best friend who she could blow bubbles in her milk with and have that Friday night guitar jam at his house and consuming an entire box of Oreos and chocolate chunk ice cream together. As everything around them burned they had had each other to rely on. And then it was all gone.

At first Rex's mind was thrown into a hurricane as all of the things that had happened throughout the years before Alex's death came crashing down. Then, as she watched Alex's coffin be lowered into the ground, uncontrollable tears streaming down her face, she felt her emotions begin to walk away from her. It was as though her heart and soul had been stuck with Alex's corpse inside of that coffin and every shovel of earth that was thrown in buried them deeper and deeper. She stayed there, standing in front of his grave for a time she can't remember, before finally turning away and starting the walk back to "home."

The sun within her world had gone out. Not even playing her guitar could stir anything from her. The stringed instrument that had once brought forth so much emotion and pride now produced nothing more than noise to her. She even stayed at home, finding that the arguing that went on between her mother and father didn't even register with her anymore. Her family turned into ghosts, faded images that could barely be seen or heard. She hardly did much of anything other than sit around and stare at nothing.

Her parents didn't care to have her staying in the house after she'd graduated, however, and after giving her a couple of months to deal with the loss of her friend they told her that she had to move out. So she gathered her things and left, heading for the city of Chicago where one of her teachers had gotten in contact with a music manager and given her a good recommendation. She wasn't going to be playing anything but she would be working backstage handling equipment with some high end bands. Enough to pay for the rent and not starve to death.

That's where she is now, just going through the motions of life with no feel to it. Everything is just another step to get to some point she's not even interested in. Outside of going to work she hardly does anything else except for wasting hours upon hours playing video games or cooking. A lot of people would say that she's wasting her life but quite frankly she couldn't care even if she wanted to.


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cleaning the castle »
- Strumming her fingers on whatever surface they happen to be resting on.
- Staring out at nothing.
- Cooking and cleaning. It's something to distract herself with so she doesn't have to think.
- Working out and practicing fighting. Again, it help keeps her mind off things.
my favorite planet is » - Heading home after work.
- Getting her paycheck.
- Receiving bonuses.
- A damn good cup of hot chocolate.
oh, a spider! »
- People who tell her to do something with her life.
- Working overtime. Which happens almost every workday.
- Burning or ruining her food.
- Coffee. It tastes like s**t.
why does it always have to be snakes? »
- Getting close to someone and having them die.
- Going back to her hometown. She never, ever wants to go back.
- Speaking to Alex's family.


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he pulled the sword from the stone » Once upon a time Rex could soothe even the angriest of souls with the sound of her voice or make her audience cry with the right music. She had a singing voice that her mother had once told her was a gift from God. It's been ages since she's played or sung anything, though. She can also take just about any broken electrical device and fix it. Or make a media center that would make any gaming nerd turn green with envy. In fact, she made one for herself in her living room. Many of her teachers also praised her for her creativity. She could write music and stories that'd blow them away.

Rex is also a skilled martial artist. Alex showed her a few moves to defend herself and since he'd taken up the guitar to spend time with her she decided to try out martial arts. A few years later and she became a fighter worth noting for her talent and physical prowess even amongst her male peers. She's never let up on her training, even today. Anyone in the city who has tried to mess with her have very quickly found that they made a massive mistake in choosing her as a target.
what did they say? »
"Do whatever you wanna do."
"Whatever."
la dee da »
Rolling Girl
Rolling Girl [Akiakane]
Lacrimosa
i think, therefore i am »
MythicalYoko

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