kupo would be most sad if you posted here. D: ~Testing~

[Mokona-Kupo]

►тнє [Joker] sɧiηigɑмi
[Suzume Yuzuri]
[FeMale]
[Nineteen]
[Insensitive ♥ Self-centered ♥ Extroverted ♥ Confident ♥ Eccentric]
[Mokona-Kupo]

colourone #F3E294
colourtwo #F6B25D
colourthree #7AADB0
colourfour grey
colourfive #AAD0A1

I...I DON'T CAARE ;____; SHE'S TOO AWESOME TO SCRAP DDD;

►тнє [Wild] sσυℓ
[Kirine Amagawa]
[Female]
[Fifteen]
[Unrestrained ♥ Fiery ♥ Active ♥ Skeptical ♥ Rebellious]
[Mokona-Kupo]

colourone pink
colourtwo #A9CBD4
colourthree silver
colourfour #9DC4DF
colourfive #9BD4CD

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colourone #F3E294
colourtwo #F6B25D
colourthree #7AADB0
colourfour grey
colourfive #AAD0A1

▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Suzume, Yuzuri▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄

Snippits...
Gender: ....YOU DARE INQUIRE AS TO A lady's MAN'S GENDER?!
Birthday: ...wait what? Oh let's just call it April 1st, I happen to have a slight affinity for that day tehe.
Race: Shinigami

Let's get personal...
Biography: The Shinigami known as Suzume Yuzuri has always been the type of guy who liked trying new things. Maybe that was why he ended up as a Shinigami, and it's almost definitely the reason for his crossdressing. He's been around for what, more than a hundred years? After a while, things really start to get boring. B o r i n g . Why not spice things up a bit?

Enter a crossdressing Suzume. Betcha weren't expecting that! At first, the Shinigami had tried it on a mere whim; he was already beautiful as a man so why not become beautiful as a woman? Probably the most interesting thing about his crossdressing was how he was so confident in his status as a "female." Practically nothing could faze the crossdressing Shinigami into reverting to masculinity, and...well...Suzume sort of grew more eccentric by the day. It had become as if Suzume was 100% female, without a trace of masculinity left. That might not sound too bad, but it was pretty bad in Suzume's case.

...a few things have happened since then, things that Suzume'd rather not go into detail about, like most other people, and since then has been a little less avid about his crossdressing. He isn't very sensitive about it and is quite willing to joke about himself looking like a girl.

The kind of person who's kind of hard to take seriously.
Likes:
xxxx[<3] Hats
xxxx[<3] Buckles
xxxx[<3] Being around other people
xxxx[<3] Not being serious
xxxx[<3] Sarcasm
xxxx[<3] Himself
xxxx[<3] Crossdressing
xxxx[<3] Trying new things
xxxx[<3] Originality
xxxx[<3] Autumn and the colors associated with Autumn
Dislikes:
xxxx[</3] Being ignored
xxxx[</3] Being told that he "doesn't understand"
xxxx[</3] People who prove him wrong
xxxx[</3] Wishy washy people
xxxx[</3] Things that are boring
xxxx[</3] Normal people or things

Username: Mokona-Kupo


colourone pink
colourtwo #A9CBD4
colourthree silver
colourfour #9DC4DF
colourfive #9BD4CD

▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Kirine, Amagawa▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄

Snippits...
Gender: ...doth I need to lower the top even further to get my point across?!
Birthday: December 13th. And guess what? It was a Friday.
Race: Soul

Let's get personal...
Biography: Born to parents who didn't exactly know what they were doing, having a kid at their tender age of twenty, and as a result the Amagawa family was deliriously happy. Funny how that works out, yes? Although the Amagawa parents had no idea what they were doing, they just happened to come up with the perfect parenting style that fit right with Kirine's personality. They basically let her do whatever the heck she wanted, and in response she loved them half to death for that. Definitely not the best parenting strategy, but hey, it worked.

For many years, it worked. Kirine went to school like a normal girl, despite having bright blue eyes quite dislike most other Japanese people. However, people generally believed her when she said that she had gotten them from her foreign mother. Of course, her pink hair is not natural, but that's a long and not entirely related story....Maybe one day she'll tell you, but then again, probably not. After all, listening to all of the ridiculous theories people are coming up with in regards to her hair color can be quite amusing~!

Eventually, though, things happened. Why was it so easy to turn bad? Soon Kirine was practically drowning in secrets she was keeping from everyone. Secrets, lies, hidden meanings, and plenty of emotional stress. Kirine Amagawa, at the age of fifteen, went into a coma.

She never woke up.
Likes:
xxxx( :] ) White things
xxxx( :] ) Doing what she wants
xxxx( :] ) Moving or being active
xxxx( :] ) Water
xxxx( :] ) Ribbons
xxxx( :] ) Motorcycles or things that move / vehicles
xxxx( :] ) Fog
xxxx( :] ) Secrets and a good mystery~
xxxx( :] ) Music and noise
Dislikes:
xxxx( :[ ) Being told to stop
xxxx( :[ ) Sitting still
xxxx( :[ ) Windy days
xxxx( :[ ) Theology and philosophy
xxxx( :[ ) Stopping and thinking
xxxx( :[ ) Judging by looks

Username: Mokona-Kupo

►тнє [Violent] ∂εмση
[Lamia Ophellia]
[Female]
[Ageless]
[Vocal ♥ Possessive ♥ Violent ♥ Stubborn ♥ Irritable]
[Mokona-Kupo]

colourone dimgrey
colourtwo darkslateblue
colourthree darkorange
colourfour #FEAF84
colourfive crimson

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▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Lamia, Ophellia▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄

Snippits...
Gender: 100% female. What else?
Birthday: A snowy Friday the Thirteenth, long long ago...
Race: Demon.

Let's get personal...
Biography: A free spirit. Many years ago, countless years ago, the Demon known as Lamia Ophellia was a loner Demon, akin to the lost souls that she now tortures. Perhaps at one time she was a soul, before being turned into a Demon who thrived on Violence and Greed. Once renowned (and still sometimes is) as the Sharpshooter Demon, with precise vision and deadly aim, her skills and speed earned her fame. She still can be rather intimidating, with a vicious looking black bow on her back and an eerie speed with which she can c**k an arrow, this Demon is not one to be reckoned with. Lamia is also notorious for her occasionally obsessive fits of violence where she flares up like a bright burning flame, before returning to a softer blue flame. Either way, it's best not to cross her unless you have no fear of the name of Lamia Ophellia.

But of course little Lamia Ophellia has her own demons in her past. For one thing, although she tries to ignore it, she has a horrible scar running down the side of her right leg, from her hip to her ankle, almost as if someone tried to saw her leg in half. A scar also lies on her back, in an odd pattern that nobody has been able to glance on long enough to see just what it contains. But what fun would life be without a few secrets?

Countless years have passed since Lamia has joined her fellow Demons in their crystal caves, years, decades, centuries, all are meaningless to a Demon. In fact to some it's as if she's always been there...
Likes:
xxxx( :] ) Snow
xxxx( :] ) Blood
xxxx( :] ) Being correct
xxxx( :] ) Things that are hers
xxxx( :] ) Dominance
xxxx( :] ) Independence
xxxx( :] ) High heels
xxxx( :] ) Weapons
xxxx( :] ) Knowing things
xxxx( :] ) Freedom
Dislikes:
xxxx( :[ ) Derogatory nicknames
xxxx( :[ ) People who are never serious
xxxx( :[ ) Passiveness
xxxx( :[ ) Living things (plants, animals, etc.)
xxxx( :[ ) Dirty things
xxxx( :[ ) Limitations on herself
xxxx( :[ ) Rambling
xxxx( :[ ) Dependent people or clingy people

Username: Mokona-Kupo

[Mokona-Kupo]

JOkeRxJoKerxJOKERxJOKeRxJokerxJOKErxJoKeRxJoKERxxxѕ υ z υ м εSHINIGAMIʏ υ z υ я ιa Joker{ [[ ∞ ]] }xxxx

{ [w h ♪ e emy , my , you bad kid , how dare you wake up so early !w h♪ e e] }

{ [w h ♫ e eif your blindfold comes off , then should I blind you instead ?w h♫ e e] }

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{ [w h≈ e ehey , look , you're laughing , now isn't that the cutest sight ?w h ≈ e e] }

{ [w h≠ e ebut you still wear lies , so let's go back to our play tonight !w h ≠ e e] }

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colourtwo #F6B25D // akin to orange
colourthree #7AADB0 // akin to dim grey blue...
colourfour grey
colourfive #AAD0A1 // akin to mediumseagreen

α в с ｄ ε ƒ ɢ н ι ј к ℓ м η σ р q я ѕ т υ ν ω x ʏ z

≠ ≈ ♫ ♪ ∞ ♪ ♫ ≈ ≠

my , my , you bad kid , how dare you wake up so early !

if your blindfold comes off , then should I blind you instead ?

hey , look , you're laughing , now isn't that the cutest sight ?

but you still wear lies , so let's go back to our play tonight !

主子女
su su me
master child girl

OH THE IRONYYYY OF HAVING "GIRL" IN HIS NAME 8DD

Just one possible reading; I just want to have "女" in there somewhere XD

[Mokona-Kupo]

try to find some quotes about memories 8D

look at translation of cremation melody too

the joy of the pending destruction
and the sadness of the looming disappearance
holding them along with everything I have imagined
I set a fire floating in the darkness now

is this the crematory for music scores
the sad and abandoned songs with no sound
voice, does it want my voice?
even though its fate is to be used up and vanish

flare up your sadness
I'll let you shine at the very end
for the sake of the sad songs that were never song
I will throw you into the fire and cremate you

as the sparkles fade away
at the end of the dying words
in the beautiful musical scenery
is that a mirage?
I cannot see the future

melodies that turn into ash once you burn them
harmonies that get heated up again and again
these keep happening over and over
what does all this mean for me?

"this is what entertainment is like"
I don't want to think that these are futile
even if this is just a transient light
even if I can't see the meaning in it

the spreading crimson flames
are reaching up into the sky
before I get swallowed by it
please give me a new sound

the carcass left over after the fire
the piling up dusts
this is the dying field for the voice of me
who sing at the crematory

as the sparkles fade away
at the end of the dying words
in the beautiful musical scenery
is everything a mirage?
i cannot hear anything

the sadness of the looming destruction
and the happiness of the pending disappearance
holding them along with everything i've imagined
I melt into the sea of fire now

colourone dimgrey
colourtwo darkslateblue
colourthree darkorange
colourfour #FEAF84 // peachy 8D
colourfive crimson

let it all be turned to ash
at the end i'll still be standing

you might not see me there
but i've been there all along

o weary traveler
stop here and rest yourself
do not worry as you're entangled in mirages

fall until you reach hellish oblivion

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α в с ｄ ε ƒ ɢ н ι ј к ℓ м η σ р q я ѕ т υ ν ω x ʏ z

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theviolentdemonxtheviolentdemonxxx{ { ℓ α м ι α } }alpha-leviathan{ { σ р н ε ℓ ℓ ι α } }

lamiaophelia∞こわれてゆくよろこびも∞やがてきえるかなしみも∞おもいえがくすべてをだいて∞

　 　 　 　i 　 s e t 　 a 　 ƒ ι я ε 　 f l o a t i n g 　 i n 　 t h e 　 d a r k n e s s 　 η σ ω 　 . 　 . 　 .

{ [s h u ∞ t u plet it all be turned to ashs h u ∞ t u p] }

{ [s h u ∞ t u p"　at the end i ' ll still be standing　"s h u ∞ t u p] }

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{ [s h u ∞ t u pyou might not see me theres h u ∞ t u p] }

{ [s h u ∞ t u p"　but i ' ve been there all along　"s h u ∞ t u p] }

"　o 　 weary 　 traveler
stop 　 here 　 and 　 rest 　 yourself　"
[　do 　 not 　 worry 　 as 　
you 　 are 　 entangled 　 in 　 mirages 　]

{　ƒ α ℓ ℓ 　 u n t i l 　 y o u 　 r e a c h 　 h e l l i s h 　 σ в ℓ ι ν ι σ η　}

α в с ｄ ε ƒ ɢ н ι ј к ℓ м η σ р q я ѕ т υ ν ω x ʏ z

[Mokona-Kupo]

quote here,
in any fashion
of your choice

nothingherenothingherecharacter image here, NO ANIME, NO ANIME AT ALL. I DO NOT GIVE A ******** s**t. D:<

character name here

nothinghereof the zealous

phrase/word here ;; character name here
phrase/word here ;; character nick-names here
phrase/word here ;; character age here ( 17-25.)
phrase/word here ;; character birthday here
phrase/word here ;; character gender here
phrase/word here ;; character sexuality here
phrase/word here ;; character family here ie mayfair, ect
phrase/word here ;; character tattoos/piercings info here
phrase/word here ;; character likes here
phrase/word here ;; character dislikes here

lyrics from song of your choice,
incorporate character picture links here,
you should have some,
no "i dun wana get 'em steel'd" s**t,
put your user name on them,
if you are that paranoid.

small excerpt from character's life/mind here
can be in a poem-style,
or in paragraphs,
change the size and whatnot if you want. c:

quote here,
in any fashion
of your choice

#F69E92
#5D320F
#DFAE85
#B9000A
#8E765E



of the zealous ♀
you are the youngest sister of Eliza Mayfair, and you would have been the undisputed Designee if the twins had not been born. You are only have a peripheral role in the family, although your responsibilities and duties are ambiguous at best. You only possess a tiny fashionable apartment and a tiny sum, tiny for a mayfair. Years and years of lonely living and brooding has turned you into a zealous witch and a terrifying beast. You are a powerful witch, second only to the twins, and your powers have become quite grim. The family fears you have gone mad, but you know that some of the greatest witches and wizards were as mad as any human could possibly get.

[Mokona-Kupo]

Regret Message ~ Ballad
Regret Message ~ Neibaku English Dub
Regret Message

on the edge of a small port in a small town
is a girl who stands quietly
looking out to the sea that holds her memories
a story that she cannot tell
let's write a wish on a paper and send it out to sea in a bottle
if it doesn't break then surely there
will be a wish granted

floating away is a little glass bottle
that holds the wishes of two children
it fades into the horizon
without a sound to be heard

always you did those things for me
even though they were troublesome
i realize that i've only been selfish
and for so long hurt you

you are the only one who would hear me
but you're no longer here

the sea will express my gratitude
it will express my only wish

floating away is a little glass wish
that holds the regrets of a girl
that finally saw how she sinned
however she couldn't repent

floating away
is little glass bottle
that holds the wishes of two children
it fades into the horizon
without a sound to be heard

floating away
is a little glass wish
that holds the regrets of a girl
if only we could be reborn

α в с ｄ ε ƒ ɢ н ι ј к ℓ м η σ р q я ѕ т υ ν ω x ʏ z

i　'　 m 　 t h e 　 g i r l 　 w h o 　 l i k e s 　 t o 　 w e a r 　 p r e t t y 　 d r e s s e s

nothingherenothinghere

{ т α η ｄ ε ℓ ℓ ε } { "ｄ ε ℓ" } { α ѕ н ƒ ε я η }

nothinghereof the b o o k s

call it out and declare it to the world ;;


it has been and always shall be t a n d e l l e a s h f e r n.


oh , oh , oh , just don ' t ask me why parents dearest named me that ; it ' s one of the things i d o n ' t k n o w


but that can be so very t e d i o u s , can it not ? ;;


" an it please ye to call me d e l " although i won ' t answer to anything else . . .


t a n d e l l e is a very nice name and all but i think that shorter fare is good enough for me . . .


do the m a t h , , , add it up ;;


t w e n t y years of age plus however many books I read per week equals quite a bit.


i do seem to have been gifted with this ability to read rather fast


the day everything s t a r t e d for me ;;


the special date would be j u l y e i g h t h


buy me something i would like , please ~


if you honestly couldn't t e l l ;;


oh , , , just give me a moment to think of a unique word for G I R L .


i ' m pretty comfortable with my gender , , , can ' t imagine it any other way . . .


digging deeper than you m u s t now, aren't y o u ? ;;


love has no b o u n d a r i e s , haven't you realized that yet ?


now i don ' t see why you would have a problem with unconditional love


this family tree was planted long ago ;;


f e r n s of a s h , , , in other words , , , Ashfern .


now isn't that a pretty sight ?


artificial add itions ;;


my skin is p r i s t i n e , , , thank you very much


why spend money on something like that ?


find your own way into my h e a r t ;;


>>Books , , , i guess they just clicked with me ?
>>Defining things , , , so call me a know-it-all but i do find it rather fun
>>Looking things up , , , there's that satisfaction when you find something out , you know ?
>>Reading , , , it's so very peaceful and productive, don't you think ?
>>The ocean , , , especially in the morning , ooh ~ ! the waves are so very peaceful
>>Evenings , , , reading by (A VERY WELL COVERED AND NOT LIKELY TO RISK BURNING ANYTHING) lamplight in the evening has a soothing effect on me and i ' m told i ' m more of a mornings or evenings person .


or lock yourself o u t ;;


<<Fires , , , j-just think of all the things that could be destroyed !!
<<Bad dreams , , , it can take me hours to forget about them . . .
<<Carelessness , , , imagine how much you could just screw your life over if you--!!
<<Being complimented , , , i-i'm honestly not that great . . . AND NO I DON'T HAVE SELF CONFIDENCE ISSUES YOU TWIT .
<<Condescending-ness , , , who would like people who treated you like you were five ?

floating a w a y
is a little g l a s s bottle
that h o l d s the wishes of two children
it f a d e s into the horizon
w i t h o u t a sound to be heard

{ l i t t l e d r e a m }



once upon a t i m e 　,　 there was a ｄ я ε α м
it was a very small ｄ я ε α м
but once upon a t i m e 　,　 this small　,　harmless ｄ я ε α м
grew into a nightmare .

one ɢ ι я ℓ saw this nightmare
and that same ɢ ι я ℓ 　 ｄ я ε α м e d it
and s h e thought　,
" i don ' t want to see this ｄ я ε α м anymore "
" how can i forget it ? "

lighting a lamp
the ɢ ι я ℓ curled up in h e r covers
with a book upon h e r lap　,
s h e fought the ｄ я ε α м

the n e x t morning
the ɢ ι я ℓ was fast a s l e e p
the book lay open on h e r lap
and s h e never c o m p l a i n e d again .

t h e 　 s e a 　 w i l l 　 e　x　p　r　e　s　s 　 m y 　 g r a t i t u d e
i t 　 w i l l 　 e　x　p　r　e　s　s 　 m y 　 o n l y 　 w i s h

of the books ♀
It is no secret that you are a bibliophile. Educated and witty, you are admired by most adults for you well-rounded personality and blossoming knowledge. You are quite mature, so you tend to be somewhat maternal towards all your friends. You are also a bit of a worry wart. You have a list of precautions and consequences you must check before doing anything you deem drastic. Yet you are truly quite modest. Whenever someone compliments you, you tend to list all the intellectuals you consider more important than yourself. You have a minor problem with your self image, though you are really a natural beauty. That natural element in your wholesome personality was quite attractive to the masculine. You and him share opinions on books as well as opinions on the Mayfair conundrum. You are quite adamant about his right to the Mayfair legacy. You are also a a great scholar on the modern art.

#5E81C8
royalblue
dodgerblue
gold
goldenrod
burlywood

[Mokona-Kupo]

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"I am who I am, and even if that bothers you, I'm not changing."

This is Me. Like it or not.

Catriel Marlett, age seventeen. A budding young dictionary. Normally one would insert "girl" into that blank, rather than "dictionary," yes? But what could possibly be considered "normal" about Catriel Amienne Marlett? Sadly enough, "dictionary" defines this girl perfectly. An elite dictionary, admittedly one of Catriel's downfalls is that she feels like she knows the most in her particular field, in other words, she takes great pride in her vocabulary. If there's a word she doesn't know, she'll go into a total and utter panic and can get physically (and verbally) violent at those points. Catriel is a rather odd girl in that she carries around a dictionary in her purse, while others might carry makeup and such. And a very old and worn dictionary it is, coated in duct tape to stick together and the pages are yellowed with age. Although she rarely uses the dictionary, she sees it as a sort of good luck charm, and it adds quite a bit of weight to her purse.

Catriel's main nationalities are English and Japanese, with a few other diverse European countries tossed in there, making the Marlett family Eurasian, with the European on the Marlett father's side. Catriel was born in Spain, although she's not actually Spanish, and moved to the United States before she could construct any solid memories of her birthplace.

Perhaps that was what led her to committing almost everything that happened around her to memory, whether it was the weather or what her parents were talking about when they thought she couldn't understand them. Eventually, they caught on and became resigned to Catriel asking them what "insert word here" meant, and she developed a bad habit of interrupting in order to ask such questions, before she would write it down in a little black notebook she took to carrying around with her. As Catriel grew older, this got to be a habit, she had to write something down in order to remember it, but after that, it was stuck in her mind.

Catriel also sometimes has a habit of jumping around in her speech; she leaps from one idea to the other, leaving her conversation companions in the dust, still on the topic of topic (a), while she's moved onto (b). And by the time they manage to make it to (b), she's returned to (a) to make another point. It's speculated by many that Catriel has a fear or allergy to silence, and as a result has habits like tapping her foot or humming softly to herself when it's otherwise quiet. She also is full to the brim of non-sequators, often saying totally random things at random opportunities. This also makes her extremely hard to follow.

Catriel Marlett was never the type who would work very hard to get what she wanted; she could probably even be called lazy, but it was more like a lack of motivation. If she could be an A- student without having to put extreme effort into studying, then she wasn't going to put extreme effort in order to be an A student. The only thing she really prided herself on was her capabilities as a dictionary and her speed at reading. Even with a second language, she retains her extremely fast manner of talking and reading, something that makes her a bit of a whiz at languages.

Catriel is also very outspoken and likely to speak her mind, while still jumping to conclusions, which can lead to some rather embarrassing misunderstandings sometimes. She is, however, good at admitting her shortcomings -- as long as they have no relation to her vocabulary or dictionary capabilities. She is an only child and since both her parents work, she often does the cooking and owns a large dog, whom she generally takes care of. Catriel is very self-sufficient and doesn't like to delegate authority or rely on others very much.

Stereotypes Suck

I suppose I'm supposed to say "nerds" here, aren't I...?...I rather resent that usage of the word, you know. RESENT IT.

Did I Miss Something?

Add anything extra and important about your character.

My Puppeteer:Mokona-Kupo

[Mokona-Kupo]

α в с ｄ ε ƒ ɢ н ι ј к ℓ м η σ р q я ѕ т υ ν ω x ʏ z

I am who I am, and even if that bothers you, I'm not changing

i　'　 m 　 t h e 　 g i r l 　 w h o 　 l i k e s 　 t o 　 w e a r 　 p r e t t y 　 d r e s s e s

{{ 　　≠ ≈ ♫ ♪あたしс α т я ι ε ℓamienneм α я ℓ ε т тあたし♪ ♫ ≈ ≠ 　　}}

[dictionary｜・・ 　 i 　 a m 　 w h o 　 i 　 a m 　 ,　,　, 　 ・・｜dictionary]

言葉はあくまで言葉だ。それ知ってるのに、どうしてここまで来てくれたの？

≠ ≈ ♫ ♪ ∞ ♪ ♫ ≈ ≠

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言葉はあくまで言葉だ。それ知ってるのに、どうしてここまで来てくれたの？

[dictionary｜・・ 　 a n d 　 e v e n 　 i f 　 t h a t 　 b o t h e r s 　 y o u 　 ,　,　, 　 ・・｜dictionary]

[dictionary｜・・ 　 i ' m 　 n o t 　 g o i n g 　 t o 　 c h a n g e 　 m y s e l f 　 .　.　. 　 ・・｜dictionary]

Yours t r u l y . . .
or maybe not so truly, who can really say?[ сαтяιεℓ мαяℓεтт ]たちきれない思い抱いて人はさまよいつづけるxxx

[Mokona-Kupo]

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α в с ｄ ε ƒ ɢ н ι ј к ℓ м η σ р q я ѕ т υ ν ω x ʏ z

LAMIA // ℓ α м ι α σ р н ε ℓ ℓ ι α
colourone dimgrey
colourtwo darkslateblue
colourthree darkorange
colourfour #FEAF84 // peachy 8D
colourfive crimson

SUZUME // ѕ υ z υ м ε ʏ υ z υ я ι
colourone #F3E294 // akin to gold
colourtwo #F6B25D // akin to orange
colourthree #7AADB0 // akin to dim grey blue...
colourfour grey
colourfive #AAD0A1 // akin to mediumseagreen

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

i f i w e r e a - - - . . . i w o u l d h a v e . . . .ѕ υ z υ м ε definitelYʏ υ z υ я ι xxxxwhee~

わたしをしんじて。　。　。　　　a n 　 e y e 　 t o 　 s e e 　 a l l 　 ,　,　,
さぁ、　て　を　のばして。　。　。　　　a 　 f a c e 　 t o 　 h i d e 　 a l l 　 ,　,　,

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - that's all i wished for, all i wanted...
どうか、　、　、　お　ね　が　い。　。　。　　　n o 　 h e a r t 　 t o 　 l o v e 　 a l l 　 ,　,　,
so why has it come to this?

h e y , , , l e t ' s d a n c e ?

c ' m o n , i t ' l l b e f u n , , ,

suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume

"suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume"

suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume suzume



p l e a s e , , , stay the s a m e . . . .
. . . a l w a y s 　 a n d 　 f o r e v e r . . .

be there , , , l a u g h i n g like you a l w a y s do . . .


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hmph...i f i w e r e a - - - . . . i w o u l d h a v e . . . .ℓ α м ι α definitelYσ р н ε ℓ ℓ ι α xxxx

あなたをしんじて。　。　。　　　a n 　 e y e 　 t o 　 s e e 　 a l l 　 ,　,　,
さぁ、　て　を　にぎって。　。　。　　　a 　 f a c e 　 t o 　 h i d e 　 a l l 　 ,　,　,

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - so why have i come back now, for what reason?
ぜったい、、、　は　な　さ　な　い　で。　。　。　　　n o 　 h e a r t 　 t o 　 l o v e 　 a l l 　 ,　,　,
and how can i get back?

i'll never forget it . . .

however much i want to.

[Mokona-Kupo]

mmmay as well get them anyways I guess XD;;

will -probably- prettify later.

pink, lightpink, palevioletred, hotpink, deeppink, red, tomato, crimson, firebrick, indianred

darkred, maroon, brown, sienna, saddlebrown, rosybrown, tan, darkkhaki, BurlyWood, chocolate, peru, darkgoldenrod

lightcoral, coral, lightsalmon, salmon, darksalmon,
orangered, darkorange, orange, sandybrown, goldenrod, khaki, gold, yellow

greenyellow, lightgreen, lawngreen, chartreuse, lime, springgreen, mediumspringgreen,
limegreen, green, forestgreen, darkgreen,
seagreen, mediumseagreen, darkseagreen,
olive, olivedrab, darkolivegreen

azure, aliceblue, lightcyan, paleturquoise, lightblue, lightsteelblue, powderblue, cyan, aqua, aquamarine, turquoise, lightskyblue, skyblue, mediumaquamarine,
mediumturquoise, darkturquoise, deepskyblue, cadetblue, cornflowerblue, steelblue, slateblue, mediumslateblue,royalblue, dodgerblue, lightseagreen, teal,darkcyan, blue, mediumblue,darkslateblue, navy, darkblue, midnightblue

indigo, blueviolet, mediumpurple, mediumorchid, purple, darkmagenta, darkviolet, darkorchid, lavender, thistle, plum, violet, orchid, magenta, fuchsia, mediumvioletred


darkslategray, dimgray, gray, slategray, darkgray, silver

[Mokona-Kupo]

ないてるあなたのなみだふいてxx heem o k o n a - k u p oxxx} } }

" t h e - s e a - w i l l - e x p r e s s - m y - g r a t i t u d e "



teeext teeext teeext . . .

" あなた　は　たくさん　たくさん　お歌　を　歌いました　。　。　。 "

きもちとあるいてぼくをみつけってi t - w i l l - e x p r e s s - m y - o n l y - w i s h

[Mokona-Kupo]

[ Arya ✖ Mellissa ✖ Felynne ] - - - [ ＾∇＾ ]

● ●

»» w e l c o m e to camp s u n s h i n e ___ (¬__¬)
fill out your application accordingly_____

[ ✖ ] - - the t i t l e s I've come to bear

» Aria :: It's just a different spelling but I do have pride in my singing voice and breathing capacity.

» Mel :: It's short, my parents needed something short to call me by and "Ar" or "Ya" just sounded weird.

» Lav :: A shortening of "lavender," for my hair color of course.

» Aya :: "Forget;" (read: other people are blind,) one letter in your name and a nickname shall spawn. Try it yourself.

[ ★ ] - - I'm at the age of sixteen and not getting any younger.

[ ★ ] - - I was born September 16th and still breathing.

[ ★ ] - - You can tell I'm female just from a glance.

[ ★ ] - - It's those crazy guys I'm falling for.

[ ★ ] - - Next year, I'm going into eleventh grade.


[ ✖ ] - - It's easy to get c o n f u s e d so I'll just explain

» 5'5 :: Average, not too short and not too tall~

» 120 pounds :: I suppose that maybe I could be a little thinner. But hey, I'm comfortable like this!

» Lavender :: Don't get on my case for it, you're certainly not the first one!!

» Orchid :: I wear sunglasses a lot to hide them. I have enough trouble with lavender hair!

»» w a n n a know m o r e ___ (⊙…⊙ )
but of course you do!_____

[ ✖ ] - - you know the p h o t o s can't show

↘ Loyal

↘ Innocent

↘ Graceful

↘ Solitary

↘ Blunt

[ ✖ ] - - where I've c o m e from, where I'll g o

» I was born to parents who didn't exactly entirely want me. They didn't have the time, a reason that they covered up with claiming that their lifestyle wasn't suited for infants, and so I was sent to my aunt and uncle's house in England. My aunt was a novelist, my uncle a doctor. I loved them both, as much as I could during my infancy, and thought of them as my real mother and father seeing as I was merely the aforementioned infant. Memories of my mother and father are terribly undeveloped, and it was only through the letters that my mother sent me that I learned of their existence. This revelation came as soon as I was able to read and my "mother and father," read: aunt and uncle, gave me a stockpile of letters piling up from when I was still in my infancy.

Approximately five years later, my aunt and uncles' jobs became rather eccentric and sent them all over England, even into other countries. It became obvious that I wasn't going to be able to get a stable education. The education programs throughout Europe were staggered in such a way that I would be practically studying the same thing in almost every place I went. I lost correspondence with my mother, and although there wasn't exactly a correspondence with my father to lose, I became so desperate to know my parents that I would reread her letters every night, in all my spare time, studying the words in a feeble attempt to know who the hand behind the letters belonged to. My aunt and uncle realized this, and decided that I was probably old enough to return to my parents' house in Italy, and made plans to such an effect.

At that point it became blatantly clear that my parents no longer wanted me in their lives. Rather, my father had never entirely wanted me in his life at all, hence the lack of letters, and had finally convinced my mother the same. Yet I don't feel hate or resent towards him; how could I dislike someone that I had no memories of? To me, my aunt and uncle are still my parents. I don't even know my father's name, rather, I never bothered to ask. Despite my happiness to remain with my aunt and uncle, they decided to send me off to some other relatives living in America. They had a son who had moved out almost right before they had taken me in, and he was currently living in America with a wife and one child. They were going to send me, a ten year old girl, to live with the three distant relatives, which they did.

Six years passed rather normally, going to school, living like a normal person with people who aren't my real parents, yet it doesn't really faze me. I was happy, and I still am happy. I guess the oddest thing about me is that it takes a lot to really faze me; not many things really bother me. At least, those things that aren't really tangible, those things that are more about feelings, they don't bother me like they would other people.

Now tangible things, on the other hand, like my hair and eye color? Don't get me started on that. While in England, either people were more gullible, or maybe they were more accepting, but I didn't get nearly as much grief with my hair and eye color there as I did in America. Upon moving to America, I took to wearing sunglasses and avoiding large groups of people. Maybe that turned me into a sort of social misfit, which is why I seem to have a lack or excess of things that other people seem to have or not have?

»» j o i n me in the c a b i n ___ ( c//”-}{-*x )
does that make any sense?_____

[ ღ ] - - it's my t h e m e so don't wear it out :: theme song with link.
[ ღ ] - - it makes my day b r i g h t e r so I won't be so grumpy

» Grapes
» Books
» Umbrellas
» Little kids
» Music
» Candles
» Fireflies

[ ღ ] - - get it a w a y, away I say!

» Stuffy people
» Enclosed spaces
» Blueberries
» Sunglasses
» History books
» Museums

[ ღ ] - - i'll post with the c o l o r of my choosing

»» t h e r e s two more t h i n g s ___ (づ￣ ³￣)づ
and you'll know mostly everything_____

» Amethyst
» M o k o n a - K u p o ™

Amethyst
__based on: the wolf
__so basically: she is loyal, successful, shows preservence, stability, and thought. She's a pathfinder, teacher, has great intuition, good with learning, and is like a shadow.

her power gives her great stamina so that she can keep on going. eyes glow brilliant purple and her mind becomes single track. However she has to continue working towards her goal, and doesn't follow orthodox methods. Her senses grow acuter, which is of course a double edged sword. She can only do this once daily, any further than that will result in...bad things. Although she can keep on going for an indefinite amount of time, her body feels about one third the stress, so if she tries to do any further than three times her capabilities, she could be out for days regaining her strength.

::Timeline::
Arya is born >> age infant
Arya is sent to aunt/uncle >> age infant
Arya discovers parent / aunt and uncle difference >> age three
Arya, aunt, uncle travel >> age eight
Arya sent to America >> age ten

Some people are born into peculiar family situations, and although I wouldn't exactly call my family situation peculiar, it's certainly unusual. I was born in Italy, where my parents own a vineyard. My mother, Eve, along with my father, whose name I can't remember, decided that they would rather I be raised by my aunt and uncle, who lived in England and lived a slightly less abnormal life. My aunt was a novelist, my uncle a doctor. I loved them both, as much as I could during my infancy, and thought of them as my real mother and father seeing as I was merely the aforementioned infant. Memories of my mother and father are terribly undeveloped, and it was only through the letters that my mother sent me that I learned of their existence. This revelation came as soon as I was able to read and my "mother and father," read: aunt and uncle, gave me a stockpile of letters piling up from when I was still in my infancy. Let me tell you, it felt odd realizing that the two people that I had thought were my parents turned out to be my aunt and uncle.

Approximately five years later, my aunt and uncles' jobs became rather eccentric and sent them all over England, even into other countries. It got to the point where the three of us were moving around every few months, weeks, maybe even days. It became obvious that I wasn't going to be able to get a stable education. The education programs throughout Europe were staggered in such a way that I would be practically studying the same thing in almost every place I went. I lost correspondence with my mother, and although there wasn't exactly a correspondence with my father to lose, I became so desperate to know my parents that I would reread her letters every night, in all my spare time, studying the words in a feeble attempt to know who the hand behind the letters belonged to. My aunt and uncle realized this, and decided that I was probably old enough to return to my parents' house in Italy, and made plans to such an effect.

At that point it became blatantly clear that my parents no longer wanted me in their lives. Rather, my father had never entirely wanted me in his life at all, hence the lack of letters, and had finally convinced my mother the same. Yet I don't feel hate or resent towards him; how could I dislike someone that I had no memories of? To me, my aunt and uncle are still my parents. I don't even know my father's name, rather, I never bothered to ask. Despite my happiness to remain with my aunt and uncle, they decided to send me off to some other relatives living in America. They had a son who had moved out almost right before they had taken me in, and he was currently living in America with a wife and one child. They were going to send me, a ten year old girl, to live with the three distant relatives. Cousin, cousin-in-law, and....some other vague relation. Nevertheless, I grudgingly went along with what they told me to do, and I'm still in contact with my aunt and uncle through letters.

Six years have passed rather normally, going to school, living like a normal person with people who aren't my real parents, yet it doesn't really faze me. I think of my cousin and his wife as more of an older brother and sister rather than legal guardians, and their kid as a little sister. I was happy, and I still am happy. I guess the oddest thing about me is that it takes a lot to really faze me; not many things really bother me. At least, those things that aren't really tangible, those things that are more about feelings, they don't bother me like they would other people.

Now tangible things, on the other hand, like my hair and eye color? Don't get me started on that. In England, people were more accepting to think of my abnormal eye color as a trick of the light, and my hair as some weird strain of blonde. Or maybe they realized that freaking out at a little girl wasn't the smartest idea, I don't know. Maybe that just made them gullible, but I managed to get by. But as soon as I moved to America, everyone, and I do mean everyone, was on my case about my hair and eyes. The "my natural hair color is light blonde, this is dyed" excuse worked for my hair and kept people from vocalizing their complaints, but how was I supposed to say "oh I just wear color contacts over my eyes" to my teachers and other adults? Lying about my hair was already a stress, lying about my eyes would just be....bleh. I sort of started to try and avoid large groups of people, wore sunglasses a lot, and...generally turned into a bit of a social misfit? ....no, I did not!...I think.

[Mokona-Kupo]

amethyst

arya, mel. pick oneeeee

#C280C8
medium orchid
dim grey
silver

a song to lift your worries
a story to touch your heart

i'll give you both , , ,
i'll give you one , , ,

so please, just show me that smile of yours

---

it's not that i don't like rain,
i just really like umbrellas

---

don't worry, be happy

[Mokona-Kupo]

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - >キ　・　セ　・　キ

惨劇　の　後kiseki sangeki no ato // kiseki sangeki no ato

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - >m i　・　r a　・　c l e

a f t e r - t h e - t r a g e d ykiseki sangeki no ato // kiseki sangeki no ato

the story.

[Mokona-Kupo]

/stalker stalker stalker D:

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xxxxxx( Ariel )xx"disobedient" -- "little common-sense" -- "outgoing"
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxandxxxxx s h e ' s xx e n g a g e d xx t o xx prince eric
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx c a l lxxm e xx( Maya Calithis )
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxs h exxi sxxc o n t r o l l e dxxb yxx mokona-kupo
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xxxxxx( Ariel )xx"disobedient" -- "little common-sense" -- "outgoing"
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxandxxxxx s h e ' s xx e n g a g e d xx t o xx prince eric
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx c a l lxxh e r xx( Maya Leanne Calithis )
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❥ MAYA CALITHIS
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it's axp l e a s u r exto make your acquaintancexx☆xxxxxxxxxxx

xx ♥x»xxi s i g n myself away :
xxxxxxxxxxxx❥ { Maya Leanne Calithis
xx ♥x»xxit's time to cut the c a k e :
xxxxxxxxxxxx❥ { November Eighteenth // Seventeen
xx ♥x»xxA p e e k is all it takes :
xxxxxxxxxxxx❥ { Female
xx ♥x»xxthere's this p l a c e called home :
xxxxxxxxxxxx❥ { Copenhagen, Denmark
xx ♥x»xxtime to play the p a r t :
xxxxxxxxxxxx❥ { Ariel

when youxs t a r txto get to know me betterxx☆xxxxxxxxxxx

xx ♥x»xxonce u p o n a time :

xx❥ If there's one thing I learned from my childhood, it's that nothing is "certain." For example: my family, the Calithis, was based in Oklahoma as...tree farmers? (that doesn't sound very eloquent, does it...?) until a few years after I was born, so I was born in Oklahoma. However, when I was five, we moved and wound up in some super industrialized part of Canada, which caused my mother's health to rapidly deteriorate. Compared to the rural Oklahoma setting she had lived in for so many years, Canada was like suffocating her. Luckily and coincidentally, my father's work transferred him to Denmark, and my family began living in a more rural setting. My mother's health slowly returned, and mostly all became well. We lived in a house near the ocean, and I quickly fell in love with the ocean. Our social status, which had begun to rose after we moved to Canada, continued to rise us up from upper middle class to upper class. We were very happy.

It was a happiness that even my grandmother dearest couldn't manage to entirely break. It's no secret that my grandmother, an eccentric woman who dyed her grey hair black and invested far too much money in makeup and cosmetics to keep her looking "young," did not approve of my parents getting married. She suddenly appeared in our lives, with the newest reason for why my parents should break up being the following; "Kaitherine (my mother) has impurities in her blood." ...Well, no duh. I was around ten at the time, and although I didn't fully understand all of the implications that were behind my grandmother's words, my father took offense and I soon followed his example that he had set. So Mother had some minimal percentage of some Asian ethnicity in her blood. And maybe it stood out a bit more in me. Big deal. Did that make her any less of a good mother? Did it make me any less of a---- okay, don't answer that.

My grandmother attempted to move in with us, although my parents managed to convince her to go back home to wherever the heck she lived, and I guess that after that, everything became "right." Until my health suddenly rapidly deteriorated when I was around fourteen or fifteen years old. I'm not sure what exactly brought it on, seeing as it was at first like asthma, which is apparently what my mother first had. But my mother had gotten better after moving to Denmark, so why was I suddenly getting worse? Either way, suddenly I was on medications and visiting the doctor far too often for my own comfort. I didn't let the "illness" discourage me, though, and retained all of my "country girl" and "reckless" mannerisms even after falling "ill." However, it managed to get my parents thinking about my "mortality," and they proceeded to attempt to arrange a marriage for me. At least, that was the reason that I interpreted, although it could have been some other reason that they didn't tell me.

I certainly did not take very well to being told that I would have to get married, and I think I managed to shut myself up apart from my parents after having the news broken to me. I think I spent almost a week holed up in my room, and the only real reason that I came out was that I missed going outside. I suppose I self destructed, in that respect? ...I almost repeated the cycle upon discovering that I was going to be sent off to boarding school in order to meet "Mr. Fiance Dearest." Alas, they managed to pound it through my thick head that there was no getting around it, and holing myself up in my room would just waste my remaining time before being shipped away.

xx ♥x»xxaccept me the w a y i am :

xx❥ Seriousness....what's that? Okay, okay, I know what "seriousness" is; I'm not dumb, so let me rephrase that; seriousness...what's the point of that? Life is more about the "now" rather than the "not-now." Past, present, PSH. So you want to be a doctor when you "grow up." Yay for you! Do you want me to clap for you? But you're not a doctor now, are you? That's not an excuse for holding yourself apart from other people "to study!" Same with "bad demons in your past." Your parents died? Oh, that's too bad, and sure, I'll feel at least some pity for you, but honestly? That's no excuse for being super dark and dreary now! Countless times, my parents dearest have scolded me for this sort of philosophy on life, but what makes them think I'm not prepared for consequences later in life?! Okay, so maybe I don't have all of the possibilities that could follow from my action planned out in my head before I do something, but if the worst comes along, then I'll take that in stride, too!

I also have this odd habit of nicknaming people when I first meet them. I guess that makes me a little insensitive, seeing as I don't really ask them whether or not I can nickname them, instead I usually just jump right in and nickname them something rather ridiculous. Also, I sometimes theorize that I have some sort of common sense deficit; I'm not exactly daring, but I certainly do things that most other people wouldn't do. Admittedly my "health issues" are supposed to "prevent me from doing" such things, but honestly, why would I let that stop me? However much I hate and despise my medications, I'd much rather take them than spend my entire life being some docile woman who never got out and did anything.

My last odd quirk or habit is the more "eco-friendly" part of me that causes me to almost comically overreact when I see litter. I'll admit that it can be fun to start overreacting over something small like a piece of litter, but I still honestly do not like it when people litter. DID YOU KNOW THAT YOU JUST KILLED A BASKING SHARK?! Back when I lived at home in Denmark, whenever I went down to the ocean, I'd pick up trash....and occasionally manage to find really interesting things which would then go into my "collection." Did I mention that I can be a bit of a pack rat and have a hard time when I lose things or "outgrow" things? Lastly, I can be a little....I suppose the best term is "self destructive," in my stubbornness and chronic disobedience often I'll do some really stupid things. A key example is that I turned vegetarian on my family just because of something my grandmother once said to me.

xx ♥x»xxa s o n g can mean so much :
xxxxxxxxxxxxx❥ a never ending dream ;; Cascada

xx ♥x»xxmy fiance will n e v e r know :
xxxxxxxxxxxxx❥ In my case, crushes can't be taken seriously........I think.

xx ♥x»xxthese t h i n g s keep me happy :

xx❥ Umbrellas
xx❥ Giving Nicknames
xx❥ Hugs
xx❥ Other people
xx❥ Rain
xx❥ Water
xx❥ Collecting things
xx❥ Bikes
xx❥ Fairytales
xx❥ Laughter
xx❥ The word "dearest"

xx ♥x»xxkeep them away, a w a y i say :

xx❥ Hospitals
xx❥ Doctors
xx❥ Logical Reasoning
xx❥ Nightmares
xx❥ Restrictions
xx❥ Grandmother "dearest"
xx❥ Medicine
xx❥ Silence

a few finalxw o r d sxI would like to sayxx☆xxxxxxxxxxx

xx ♥x»xxthere's a w e d d i n g being planned :
xxxxxxxxxxxx❥ { Prince Eric
xx ♥x»xxtake another l o o k at me :
xxxxxxxxxxxx❥ { just some photography
xx ♥x»xxlook for the c o l o r of my writing :
xxxxxxxxxxxx❥ { Light coral and thistle
xx ♥x»xxthe person behind it a l l :
xxxxxxxxxxxx❥ { mokona-kupo

❝xx Someone once told me, there are many kinds of love. xx❞

If there's one thing I learned from my childhood, it's that nothing is "certain." For example: my family, the Calithis, were based in Oklahoma as...tree farmers? (that doesn't sound very eloquent, does it...?) until a few years after I was born, so I was born in Oklahoma. Surprising? I suppose it might be, considering my current status of being upper class and not living in Oklahoma. And before Oklahoma, I think we were based somewhere overseas. Probably somewhere in Europe. I'm not even sure, mainly because sure, it's an interesting trivia fact, but I still prefer to think of the "now" rather than the "then." Alright, moving on, I lived in Oklahoma for around five years until my mom died of some sort of terminal disease. Hopefully I haven't inherited this disease, by the way. Anyways, she died and left my father devastated. He sort of went into...almost a slump, not working as hard as he used to. Of course, I was only around five at the time so I didn't entirely understand just what was happening. The only thing I understood was that Mom wasn't coming home as much and Dad wasn't leaving home as much. Huh.

A while into my father's depression, my grandmother, his mother, suddenly comes swooping into our house. Eccentric grandmother dearest who dyes her hair black to make it seem not-grey and wears as much makeup as someone on a stage about ten meters away from the audience at least. Thank God I didn't follow that woman's example. So Grandmother Dearest suddenly appears at our doorstep and practically moves in with us. She spends a few months dropping "hints" about my mother, until one day she finally comes out and says one morning at breakfast, "Kaitherine (my mother) had impurities in her blood." ...Well, no duh. I was only around six or seven at the time, so I didn't really understand the implications. However, since Father took an offense to it, I followed his example and took offense to it. So Mother had some minimal percentage of some Asian ethnicity in her blood. And maybe it stood out a bit more in me. Big deal. Did that make her any less of a good mother? Did it make me any less of a---- okay, don't answer that.

Did I mention that I don't like my grandmother all that much and haven't seen her in several years? Well, I haven't. I don't like how she tried to ruin memories of my mother for me and my father. Although I don't blame her for Father's remarriage, heck, nobody's really to blame for the remarriage, I still think that she probably helped the process along just a tad, at least. I don't resent the remarriage at all in terms of that stereotype of having some evil woman come to take away my precious father or something. Pssh, no, my mother's perfectly rational and I love her like an older sister. Admittedly, I don't look at her like a mother figure, but I do respect her.

After my minor family troubles ended and my father remarried, we had a much stabler life, in fact, we rapidly began climbing the ladder of success as a family. We left rural Oklahoma and moved to Massachusetts, for some reason. I guess that's where my parents' work took them?...Either that or they wanted access to the ocean for travel purposes or something?...Something like that. It makes sense, considering how much they both traveled out of state and even oftentimes out of country. We became established in Maryland, and everything seemed to be going "right."

Until my health suddenly rapidly deteriorated when I was around fourteen or fifteen years old. Maybe it was the difference between living in a rural part of Oklahoma and an industrial city in Maryland, in fact, that's most likely the reason as for why my health deteriorated. At first it was like asthma, which is apparently what my mother first had. Either way, suddenly I was on medications and visiting the doctor far too often for my own comfort. I didn't let the "illness" discourage me, though, and retained all of my "country girl" and "reckless" mannerisms even after falling "ill."

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someone once told me,
there are many kinds of love.

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