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[akkigan girl]

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❝ My mother chose... ❞

Leah Jacqueline Rosewell

❝ But I prefer... ❞

Leah, Lee, or Jacqueline

❝ I wear... ❞

Dresses

❝ The best day of the year... ❞

The forth day of Seed Moon

❝ Strange you ask... I'm... ❞

Eighteen

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❝ Can't you tell... ❞

Leah is tall and lanky so she can be very clumsy, especially when caring heavier things. She has small hands with long fingers and medium-sized feet. Her pink hair is long and straight, reaching to her waist with bangs that hang just above her eyebrows. She has a small nose, and ears that are usually hidden by her hair. Then finally to finish off her face she has big, wide, bright blue eyes with curved pink eyebrows right above them.

❝ My pretty hair... ❞

Light Pink

❝ My great big eyes, shine... ❞

Light Blue

❝ I got this from... ❞

The only scar Leah has is on her right knee which she skinned when she was younger. It just never healed correctly, leaving a permanent mark on her knee.

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❝ To be written in history books... ❞

Leah was born into a poor family. They were commoners, but her father had decent pay from his job as the doctor to the kings knights. The Rosewell's home was a happy one, always filled with laughter and the smell of fresh flowers. Leah's mother kept a huge garden behind their house and she taught her how to dig, plant, and water the garden.

Leah grew into a fine young lady, having learned how to read, write, cook, and garden over the course of her life. On her fifteenth birthday Leah's happy life came to a crashing halt. Her father was away with the knights, but when she heard the sounds of a horses clomping hooves she ran out to greet her father. Unfortunately her father was there, but he wasn't the man on top of the horse, he was the dead body, covered by a blood-stained cloth, that lay inside the small wagon behind the horse.

After the death of her father Leah's mother went into a horrible depression and stopped working on her garden. Without the income her father's job provided Leah and her mother slipped deeper and deeper into poverty. So to try to save her family and her home Leah began to pick the flowers from her mother's garden and transformed her house into a flower shop.

On Leah's eighteenth birthday she received a letter saying she was to marry a lord! She recognized the handwriting as her fathers and wondered how he could have possibly set such a thing up.

❝ I have been told... ❞

+Intelligent
+Stubborn
+Neat
+Clumsy
+Independent
+Gentle
+Shy
+Responsible

❝ I am engaged to... ❞

The Lord

❝ Thus placing me as the... ❞

Commoner

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❝ I wield a... ❞

Small knife that I use to cut the stems of flowers.

❝ I adore... ❞

✓ Bunnies
✓ Her mother
✓ Flowers
✓ Books
✓ Gardening
✓ Her father
✓ Liam, her stuffed bunny her mother made for her

❝ I abhor... ❞

✗ Garbage/Things that smell bad
✗ Blood
✗ Fighting
✗ Cold weather
✗ The sound of horses hooves

❝ Oh! I forgot this... ❞

N/A

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❝ Merely a puppet on strings... ❞

akkigan girl

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It's been a long, long, long t i m e, how could I ever have l o s t you, when I l o v e d you.

[akkigan girl]

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Leah stared at the hand the thief had kissed and rubbed the mud off her cheek with it. She smiled to herself thinking, 'Someone else getting married, what are the chances?' The pink-haired commoner glanced at the money in her hand and the corners of her mouth turned in an upward position. "I feel a little guilty for not thanking him," she said still staring at the three gold coins. This kind of money could buy some extravagant items. With all this she could buy something extremely expensive. 'Perhaps I could buy something for mother, to make her happy again.' Leah thought of something that her mother had been always wanting and then she ran down the street, blue orbs wide and her mouth in a grand smile.

Leah stopped when she arrived at the window of one of the most royal stores in town. She'd never even seen a commoner walk into that store before. Leah knew it was a place where only the rich and beautiful went to pamper themselves and their loved ones with expensive and wonderfully crafted items. The pink-haired commoner pushed her face up against the display window, like she often did when she was young, and stared at all the glorious treasures that passed her eyes. Then she saw it! The most beautiful wedding dress that she'd ever seen. Leah was mystified by it's beauty and pressed her face closer, squishing her nose. That dress had once belonged to her mother. Leah's father had been gifted with it when he had saved the king's life before he had met Leah's mother. At first he found no need for it, but he knew it was a priceless treasure and he hid it carefully in his home until he and Leah's mother were married. Leah's mother had told her stories about that day. There were elegant people there, dukes, duchesses, princesses, princes, and even the king and queen. Leah had always wished she could have been there, she often imagined the event, playing it out in her head. The dress had been in her mother's possession until recently. After Leah's father died coin collectors came. They were going to take the house, so instead Leah's mother gave up her dress. Thankfully they didn't come back, they were too busy enjoying all the money they'd gotten from selling it.

The pink-haired girl squealed with delight as she walked out of the store, the dress in her hands. 'I can't wait to show mother!' Leah looked into her hand, counting how much money she had left. "A couple copper coins. That's not too bad. I guess I'll just put them into the store fund." The chipper teen ran down the cobblestone street with the dress and money in hands until she reached her house. Leah opened the door quietly and tiptoed in the kitchen, falling on her butt after her feet slipped on the dish rag she had thought she had left in the wash bin. The girl quickly glanced up at the narrow stair case, but no one came down. With a sigh of relief she stood up and walked over to her mother's rocking chair. There she placed the dress as if it were a real person sitting then quietly made her way up the stairs into her bedroom. Leah walked over to her bed and pulled a box out from underneath. She opened it and dropped the coins in then after she kissed Liam on the head she left the house once again.

Leah had decided that she'd leave and let her mother find the dress and be surprised by herself. Leah didn't want to take the credit. So she just walked down the street, not really knowing where she was going. Then she remembered the special flower that only grew during this time of year. It was a small flower that mimicked the color of her hair. They had been Leah's favorite since she could remember. Her father had brought some home for her once and after that she was hooked. Ever since then every time this year she'd go and pick some, but had forgotten this year up until now. They were found in the shade of trees so the perfect place to find them was the forest. Leah even had a special place where there were bunches of those flowers. They were by a tree house in the deeper part of the woods. When Leah was young she had ran away once and found it. The strange thing was that there were people inside it, two boys a little older than her. She had seen them, but she was too afraid to say anything to them so she ran back home, but not before she took a small bouquet of her favorite flowers.

The pink-haired girl arrived at her secret place, but something was wrong. The tree house! The bottom was completely broken as if someone had taken a hammer and smashed it to bits. Leah then noticed a tall figure walking away. She ran behind it and yelled angrily, "Hey you!! Why'd you break my secret place!! Those boys are going to be mad at you too, I hope you know!!"

It's been a long, long, long t i m e, how could I ever have l o s t you, when I l o v e d you.

[akkigan girl]

Julian Cladwell

The Artist

❝ My world is colorful, yet dark at the same time. I think I'll need some brighter paints. ❞

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My name is [ Julian Paul Cladwell. ]


But you can call me [ Jules (by my sister), Julia (by my mother). ]


I am [ nineteen ] years old.


Make no mistake I am [ a creative prince. ]


Only [ princesses that paint colorful pictures in my head ] can be my lovers.


I Love them I think[ The Musician. ]

Şþіяаŀіňģ ƒűяťћəя Вəŀσщ*****✘✪

Gimmeh, Gimmeh please

•Painting
•The Beatles
•The sound of the piano
•Friends
•Family
•Being alone



Oh YUCK! Get it away

•Wars
•People dying/Dead bodies
•Wearing dresses
•The smell of daisies
•Being treated like a girl
•Blood





Яіģћτ ɖowŋ ʈo ʈɧɛ çoɽɛ*****✘✪




I am [ reserved. ]

I like to keep to myself for the most part, that way no one can have a reason to be mad at me or for me to be mad at them. Everything's perfect that way, balanced and quiet. That helps when I'm trying to paint or draw, it's just me and the soft sound of music, no distractions. But really it's because I don't want to get to close to people, just in case I lose them too.


My looks are[ average. ]

I'm a tad pale, but that's my mothers fault. As for my hair, it's a dark shade of brown and reaches down to the middle of my neck, flipping up a little at the ends. My eyes are blue and my eyebrows are a little thick. That's it for now since I don't plan on painting any self portraits anytime soon.

What can I say, My life has been [ bittersweet. ]

I was born and raised here in New York to a soldier father and a flower child mother. My mother was young and naive and fell head over heels in love with my father and they soon were married and had me. My mother had been obsessed over having a baby girl and was going to name me Julia even though I was a boy, but, thankfully, my father convinced her to make it just a bit more masculine by adding an 'n' to the end of my name.

My mother dressed me in big puffy dresses and let my hair grow long so she could put bows and flowers in it during the first years of my life. She loved flowers more than anything, (she still does), daises especially, which is why I developed an allergy from them. The only way I could escape from this torture was through my art. I would find anything I could and use it to draw, most of the time on my bedroom walls. Another way I got free from my mother was to run to my father's study and stay by him. He would often play the piano when I would come to him because he found that it calmed me down and even made me fall asleep, his music was my lullaby. Finally, when I was four, I was set free. My sister, Lucy, was born.

Then my world turned upside down when my father was drafted to fight in the war. Before he left he smiled at me like everything was all right, like he would be back soon, telling me that he loved me and that I was the man of the house while he was gone and to not let my mother put me in a dress. He sent us a letter each week reporting his status. We got letters for eight weeks, then they stopped coming. My mother received a letter with a photo of my father. I remember that day. All my mother did was cry and cry. She wouldn't let me see the photo, she considered me too young to see for I was only nine, but I got it out of it's hiding spot, I regretted doing that. The photo was terribly frighting. I'd never seen my father like that. He was just lying on the ground dead, disfigured, . . . bloody.

Nine years later I moved out, but not without my Beatle-crazed sister or my protective mother helping me move in and spending the night in my new apartment. Now I live in my apartment, alone, with my art supplies and Beatles records.

Sometimes I can still hear my father's lullaby . . .



Ţɧɛ ţяųłћ ɓɛɧiŋɖ іŁ аŀŀ*****✘✪



Played By: akkigan girl


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[akkigan girl]

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[akkigan girl]

☸I sometimes catch sight of this person in the mirror . . .

akkigan girl

☸Ῥeople seem to call this when the want me . . .

Holland Alexander Terra

☸I came into this world on . . .

May 14th

☸The stars say I am . . .

Taurus

☸The number of candles on my cake . . .

Eighteen

☸The story of my life is . . .

I was born into the royal family in the city of Terra. My father and mother were always away doing important business so I was often alone. Luckily, my parents tried to win me over with treasures, gifts, and other material items. Certainly I was spoiled and I still am, but I did crave regular affection like any other child and where I found it might surprise you. I secretly met with an elderly man I had met on the street every morning and he taught me how to wield an axe. He told me that one day I would be leader and that I would need to know how to fight if needed, but he also told me that violence isn't the best way to solve my problems, so in a way he taught me life lessons too. When I turned sixteen my father became ill and I had to step up and take my place as the leader of Terra. The day after my correlation he died. Now the cities are in the midst of war and I'm the leader of one . . .

☸I can be a bit . . .

Dependable, brave, and strong on a good day and competitive, stubborn, and haughty on my bad days.

☸I just happen to be able to . . .

Wield an axe like a pro and I can blend in with the earth around me (Rocks, trees, grass, etc.).

[akkigan girl]

H o l l a n d ₪ A l e x a n d e r ₪ T e r r a
L e a d e r ₪ O f ₪ T e r r a


I used to r u l e the w o r l d
Seas would r i s e when I gave the w o r d


NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!
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NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!
NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!"Or am I?"NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!
NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!
NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!
NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!' I guess I am.'NEARFEARSKYEISHERE!

Now in the m o r n i n g I sleep a l o n e
Sweep the s t r e e t s I used to o w n

[akkigan girl]

H o l l a n d ₪ A l e x a n d e r ₪ T e r r a
L e a d e r ₪ O f ₪ T e r r a


I used to r u l e the w o r l d
Seas would r i s e when I gave the w o r d


Light sea green orbs opened slowly as light began to fill every nook and cranny of the large bedroom. The boy in the bed sat up slowly, looking around for the person who had dared to disturb his rest. The orbs stopped upon a young maid who was smiling as she glimpsed out at the view from the large window. The girl turned, still smiling, and came over to the leader's bed. "Good Morning, your highness," she said happily. Holland yawned and glared at her, indicating that he was in need of his breakfast. The maid hurriedly rushed over to the table in the middle of the room and brought the tray of hot, steaming food to him. Holland gave her a happy smile and then began to eat. "Thank you, you may go now," he said when he was finished, handing the tray to her. Once he was alone Holland made his way to his bathroom where he took a long, hot bath. 'I know I have that meeting to go to, but they'll just have to wait. I'm not done with my morning routine yet.'

After the water started to get cold Holland got out and slipped on a pair of boxers and walked out to his balcony. He looked out on his city and laughed as the girls gathered outside the gate and squealed in delight. Why wouldn't they? Holland was all muscle. He could swing his axe with ease. The half naked boy smiled and walked back into his room to get dressed. On his bed lay a red shirt with a black tie, red pants, long black coat with red cuffs, black gloves, and a small black hat. On the floor were his brown boots standing up perfectly in place. Holland got dressed, smoothing out each inch of fabric along the lines of his body. Then he went to his mirror and brushed his beautiful, short, blond hair into it's perfect disarray and placed the small black hat on top.

Holland walked out of the gate and into the streets of his city. Ah~ Just adding that word gave it that special something. He took his time, taking in all the view and by views I mean the pretty girls who stared at him and flocked around him. "Oh Sir Terra, you're leaving?~" Holland giggled and smiled at the girls saying, "Oh don't worry my lovelies, it's only for an hour or so, I'm sure." The girls cooed and melted into little puddles at Holland's feet, just hearing him speak made the girls' hearts skip a beat, perhaps even two. The leader of Terra grinned in triumph and continued to walk. As he got closer and closer to Calm Square the less girls that followed, but Holland didn't mind, being alone with his trusty axe was all the company he needed.

Finally Holland arrived outside of the Meeting Hall. The blond haired young adult snickered to himself. He touched the walls of the building and blended in, even his clothes and axe. Then quietly and carefully he snuck into the room and tiptoed behind Alice. 'I'm gonna get her good.'Holland smiled to himself and then grabbed the back of Alice's chair, shaking it, and shouted, "EARTHQUAKE!!!"


Now in the m o r n i n g I sleep a l o n e
Sweep the s t r e e t s I used to o w n

[akkigan girl]

☸I sometimes catch sight of this person in the mirror . . .

akkigan girl

☸Ῥeople seem to call this when the want me . . .

Hana Marguerite Terra

☸I came into this world on . . .

September 10th

☸The stars say I am . . .

Virgo

☸The number of candles on my cake . . .

Sixteen

☸The story of my life is . . .

I was born two years after my brother Holland and I was practically worshipped by everyone in the city of Terra. Mother and father pampered me with love and gifts galore, leaving my brother alone and unloved. When I was young I followed Holland around, because as a younger sibling I admired him. I knew he hated me because I stole the attention he craved for, but as we spent more time together we began to see eye to eye. Every day I tired to make him feel appreciated. I even began to dress like him for one period of time and cut my braids so I had a haircut similar to his. After that people began to mistake me for a boy so my brother bought a ribbon to put in my hair. Now the cities are in a war and I'm afraid I'm going to lose my brother like I lost my father.

☸I can be a bit . . .

Intelligent, Caring, Quiet, Shy, a Perfectionist, and Overcritical.

☸I just happen to be able to . . .

Control people's emotions if I'm touching them.

[akkigan girl]

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NEVERFEARSKYEISHERE!!NEVERFEARSKYEISHERE!!NEVERFEARSKYEISHERE!!
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NEVERFEARSKYEISHERE!!"Hollllland~ Where are you~!?"NEVERFEARSKYEISHERE!!
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'I guess I'm all alone.'NEVERFEARSKYEISHERE!!NEVERFEARSKYEISHERE!!
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Let me take you down cause I'm going to, Strawberry Fields
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about
Strawberry Fields forever

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see
It's getting hard to be someone, but it all works out
It doesn't matter much to me

Always, no, sometimes think it's me
But you know, I know when it's a dream
I think, er, no I mean, er, yes, but it's all wrong
That is I think I disagree

[akkigan girl]

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Hana smiled brightly when Karina accepted her strawberries. "You're welcome." It was always nice to feel that one had a purpose each day. The young blond pranced around the room giving strawberries to everyone and then looking for someone else when one person didn't want some.

Then everything stopped as the doors to the meeting hall opened and the leader of Coral Falls, Axel, walked in. Hana's heart skipped a beat and she had to stop and remember to breathe. She smiled at the leader and skipped over to him with her, now half full, basket of strawberries. Hana had had a crush on him since she first met him during a past meeting. He was kind and calm and always listened before making a move. Hana blushed and held out her basket to him.

Let me take you down cause I'm going to, Strawberry Fields
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about
Strawberry Fields forever

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see
It's getting hard to be someone, but it all works out
It doesn't matter much to me

Always, no, sometimes think it's me
But you know, I know when it's a dream
I think, er, no I mean, er, yes, but it's all wrong
That is I think I disagree

[akkigan girl]

That my friends is what I call a Professor Layton Fangasm.
I ♥ the Professor Layton Series!!

[akkigan girl]

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx☑ Emmeline Abend ✔ Chorus, Art, and German
xxxxxxxxxCrush? Not sure about that one yet. ( ♥ ♥ ♥ )
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxDrama Club and if they have it I'd love to join the Track team. ✐ ✐ ✐

⋆ Her first language is German.
⋆ She's a very fast runner.
⋆ She is sometimes mistaken for a boy because of her short hair and lack of fashion sense, but once she speaks you can tell she's a girl by her high-pitched, girly sounding voice.

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Who said what now?!
● She's friends with Tabitha, Bruce, and Feliciano.

[akkigan girl]

E m m e l i n e ● A b e n d
S t u d e n t ● L u x e m b o u r g
Ich will bleiben, was ich bin

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NEVERFEARSKYEISHERE!!NEVERFEARSKYEISHERE!!"Hallo, guten morgen."NEVERFEARSKYEISHERE!!
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NEVERFEARSKYEISHERE!!'GO LUXEMBOURG!!'NEVERFEARSKYEISHERE!!NEVERFEARSKYEISHERE!!

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Goodbye is not a sad word.
It is a Yell that connects our dreams together.

[akkigan girl]

E m m e l i n e ● A b e n d
S t u d e n t ● L u x e m b o u r g
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"Emmeline! Sie sind dabei, sich zur Schule zu verspäten!" *
Emmeline looked up from her pillow that was covered in drool to see her older brother, Bruno, standing in the doorway. The girl sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes then pointed out of her room for her brother to leave. This was just great. Her first day at a new school and she was already running late. She hopped out of her pajamas and ran into her bathroom, not bothering to shut the door as she did. 'Everything will be alright,' she thought trying to reassure herself. Emmeline rushed into the shower, next she brushed her teeth and hair, then she clipped her bangs to both sides of her face, and lastly she slipped into her uniform. The blond looked down and grimaced. It had been ages since she'd last worn a skirt or knee high socks, but this was what she had to wear so she had to deal with it.

Emmeline grabbed her bag and a bratwurst from her brother's plate then dashed out the door. The girl from Luxembourg smiled as she ran down the sidewalk. When she ran she felt as if nothing could touch her, her troubles would wash away, she would be free as a bird, she felt that when she ran she was invincible. Eme moved her legs as fast as they could carry her, maybe even faster. She didn't want to make a bad impression because it seemed that that was what always happened in every situation.

Soon she made it to the school, arriving only three minutes late. Emmeline walked into the school, bratwurst in her mouth, and looked around for any signs of other teenagers. The blond turned down a hall, munching on her brat and looking at her schedule. "Um . . ." Emmeline glanced back down at her schedule, trying to read it. "Study Hall? Where's that?" She looked up from the piece of paper and swallowed her food. Emmaline smiled as she saw two people walking in front of her. She was so excited to see other people that she ran over to them and forgot every word of English she had ever learned. "Hallo! Mein Name ist Emmeline wie ist Ihre Namen?" ** Emmeline greeted with her high-pitched, German filled voice.

* You're going to be late for school.
** Hello! My name is Emmeline, what are your names?

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Goodbye is not a sad word.
It is a Yell that connects our dreams together.