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Plot : Blind boy and Caretaker.
[can have a fantasy twist]

The Boy was the only one he wanted in a long time. He had watched him as a child and started the fire that killed his parents. The boy was taken to an orphanage and from afar he waited until a horrible accident [wink] caused the boy to go blind. The doctors said it was shock from losing his parents however it seemed the once smiling boy would not be harder to get adopted. That was until he showed up and sweeped him away. The beautiful boy was his and he would learn as such.

For fantasy twist : The boy could be a rare type or blood type for a vampire. Or the man who wants him could feed off human emotions and becomes drawn to the boy who has empathy. We can work it out, I just want it to be some kind of obsession. Don't worry though,by boy has some attitude at times. <3 Can and hopefully will turn into a master/slave type. Only one i am really willing to do at this time.


Plot: Vampires : Maker and Abnormal New

It would be about a master vampire who had turned many handsome young men into vampires over the years with no remorse. However, one night as he turns his latest victim to cause havoc in the street, something weird happens. The young man's skin seems to want nothing more than to fly away like butterflies. This makes the elder curious and he keeps the newborn for himself to study him like one would an interesting species of mold. Uncaring and all to ready to poke at it with something sharp. He just wants to know what makes the man tick, but the newborn can't talk very well... his mouth keeps trying to flutter away.

When the full moon rises for the newborn and he becomes bathed in it's light, his skin settles for a moment and the master... actually talks to him. Learning all he can before his skin starts shifting again. From here the master could raise him to be a powerful vampire, keep him like a pet, or parade him around like a rare gem in front of the other masters. After all, none could make something this interesting...


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Name:
Jericho ... no last name.
Gaian Name:
Fraydeni
Age:
unknown. However appears around 18-19ish.
Gender:
A male with all of the bits!
Sexual preference:
Not attracted to women in the least. So homosexual.
Race:
Selkie
Physical Description/Picture:

Doesn't wear the blindfold all the time. His eyes are a dark purple almost black.
Collar(s) and Charm(s):
Blue collar with a strip of brown and yellow
A Heart, Star, and Harp fall from his collar
Skills/ Abilities:
Immortal and able to play certain instruments like the pan flute and harp. Able to change into a seal with the use of his seal skin, if his skin is denied him he will remain forever loyal to the person that holds it though pine for the sea. His hair changes to the color of water when within it as camouflage.
Biography:
Born in the sea as all selkies are. He was free to roam and play in the ocean for his whole life. He had a wife and children before and forgot about that content to spend his days moving on the waves, It was in the ocean that he found his happiness as a seal spending most of his life as all selkies do in this form. However once every ten years he would come to the land and shed his seal skin to bask in the sun on the beach and warm his human form. Many folk lores were written about their kind.

One such one involves a fisherman who took the skin of a selkie woman and took her as his wife. She lives happily as his wife but forever would stare at the sea longing to become one with it again. She bore this man three children and took them to the sea shore to play a lot love the way the water felt on her feet. Her husband forever kept the skin in a chest with the key around his neck. However one day his youngest daughter curious took the key from her father and found the skin. Taking the skin to her mother she asked what it was, seeing the skin the woman immediately seized it and dove into the ocean leaving her life on land behind. Though it is said that she would return as a seal to play with her children on the shore. The husband finding out about this vowed to find her and she drowned him in the sea on the same day of their forced wedding.

Not the stuff of fun fairytale but magical non-the less. It seemed this story was well spread for upon seeing the white haired beauty on the land a few fisherman jumped him and took his seal skin. Though they were surprised to find him a man for all his beauty and he was sold to a slave trade his skin kept from him to keep his calm and loyal. His skin is kept in a locked box next to his cage and he is often seen touching the box wondering what it holds before ignoring it. He will never remember his days in the sea until the skin is returned to him. He sometimes stares off into space sadly trying to recall what he once was.
Master:

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To see Light you must experience Darkness

The cage was cold and dirty leaving residue on the pale skin of his legs. Inside of a cold iron cage sat what seemed like a fallen angel at first glance. Long white hair fell around him, curling at the tips from his position of leaning against the back of his cage. One hand rested in his lap limply as if he was asleep and who knew if he was. Bandages covered his eyes, put there after he had almost hurt himself from panicking as a fire demon had moved towards him. The feel of the heat crawling over his skin and drying it out had put him into such a frenzy, his arm still held a bandage of where he had banged it against his cage wall. Breaking skin and bruising his pale flesh into a blue purple of color.

Now he sat peacefully a light hum being heard if you drew close enough. His voice soft falling and rising like ocean waves and keeping him occupied in this place. Next to his cage sat a small brown box, long fingers hands brushed along it surface like one would a prized pet as his mind tried to remember what as in it. Why was he so tied to this object? He couldn't remember but the feel of the wood made him relax and kept him a little upbeat. The sound of footsteps only made him stiffen until they moved along not bothering to look at him. A sigh escaped pink lips in relief as he continued his light hum. He had been doing the same thing since teh blindfold had went on a few hours ago.

A small line of blood stained his bandages but the wound underneath had vanished to only a nasty yellow of a healing bruise. His head turned at the sound of a more familiar voice of a guard who hurriedly pushed a cup of water and a piece of bread into his cage. He ignored the bread instead feeling for the cup and taking it with two hands. Bringing it to his face he took a small sip not wanting ti waste something as precious as water at this time. He dipped the fingers of one hand into the cup and brought the damp fingers to the box wiping the damp lines on the surface with a smile. He tipped the water over his feet just a small amount fell out and the rest he kept in the cup. His fingers still playing in the water like it was something to be enjoyed and not wasted.



I can see it in my mind
and feel it in my bones
these fragile fingers long to find
the skin to take me home

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★★★xxIMPRESSIONABLE GAMERKYTECOMMITEE

"____Smile World Just Smile.____"

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xxxFRAYDEN: A GODLY form of Crazy.

❝ BUTINTHEEND ❞
THIS IS ME.

xxxxx• • •___shouldn't it be o b v i o u s → I seem to have dingle dangle parts.
xxxxx• • •___my s e c r e t identity [!!]→ I only have one name.
xxxxx• • •___the stars are c a l l i n g → ELEVENTH month and the SECOND stellar cycle, presents?
xxxxx• • •___c o u n t i n g candles → ripe and ready for picking at twenty eight.
xxxxx• • •___what my s o u l represents → God of the hunt, stuck in human form. [Oblivious]

❝ NOWWE'REDIGGINGDEEPER ❞
MUCH, MUCH DEEPER.xxxxxxxxxxxxx


xxxxx• • •___my l i f e story

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Frayden was born on a farm, not so much born on a farm as he wondered in one day at the age of six, smiling and skipping happily. The family that owned it, thinking him to be cute... though a bit demented with those tattoo's all over him accepted his presence in their home. However, he never went inside. He spent his nights cooped up with the chickens and when morning came bright and early he would crow to the heavens before merrily going inside for breakfast. To say that the people living there feared him was an understatement and they thought him a demon possessed boy. When the father first confronted him, Fray looked up at him with sad eyes.... this was when he was still known as Adonis, so there Adonis stood eyes full of sadness when something in him clicked... he did not like this feeling and the man before him was the cause. A small boy's features narrowed into rage and he flung himself on the man, inhuman strength rendering the male limb from limb before his family.

Adonis blinked at what he had done before going back into the chicken coop to rest, sleeping happily with the soft clucking around him. That night the family crept out of the house, leaving the small boy stranded with nothing but chickens for company... well and a new house. Coming awake with a crow Adonis went in the house to find nothing there waiting for him to eat. Not enjoying the feeling of being hungry the small boy ransacked the house with nothing but the gods looking down upon him.

There was one god in particular that was giggling madly. Eronis the god of the forest knew exactly who this young "Adonis" was. Long ago, Eronis and his brother the god of the hunt had gotten into a great fight, the god of the hunt was unstated by any blood he spilled and continued to go through the land reaping havoc on forests and decimating them to deserts. The god of the forest, feeling every death of his animals grew enraged and asked to his father the lord of the sky what he should do. His father, to distracted by his new wife Juliana a mortal woman, threw down a ball of power for his son to use against his brother. Coming upon his brother once more he threw the full force of power into the god's body breaking him apart and sending his godly power's back to the heavens leaving him a broken mortal man. This man was golden haired with tattoo's covering his form and not knowing what to do in this knew form he welcomed death.

Eronis smiled down on this child, here he was his brother reborn and through the cycle of death granted some of his godly powers. At least those of strength. The mind of this form, this child however seemed warped from the acceptance of godly power and Eronis smiled dotingly upon the boy. Swearing that the small child could stay within that house, with his chickens. It would be full of food for the boy everyday, as long as he stayed there.

So stay there Adonis did, that was until he hit a ripe age of twenty and things didn't seem that fun anymore. Food was boring, chickens were boring. Everything was boring. Everything except the scent of a farm boy that passed by. Needless to say he found the one thing that his life lacked. News spread far and wide of a haunted path where a groaning creature would come out at night and snatch you from your bed, leaving your smiling if a little bruised the next day. Many people traveled down that path.

However, when the game came into play... or was at least introduced to that side of his life. Everything changed, he was powerful and dangerous, but easy to please. So why not make him a puppet of the government? Protect the Peace and maybe the king. Call him Frayden... Adonis was the old old old him. Beds have changed, people have changed, locations have changed... but everyone must still smile.


xxxxx• • •___this is h o w i am

→ He likes his things in line, though his lines are a bit eclectic and consist of piles of junk, he thinks they are beautiful and those who disagree beware. He is happy go-lucky, but it's fair to say that he had a screw loose somewhere that flips him into this rage filled beast when it sparks and being abnormally strong, that can cause a lot of damage. He hates things that are not happy, everyone should be happy and if you are not happy around him you better get happy before he takes it as an insult. Smiling around him is mostly necessary, if you want to live. If your not smiling you better be touching someone that is, he tends to connect things that are touching with each other and refers to two people as One. For example he will say "How are One?" His ways of speech and movement are confusing to most, but he is a simple person with simple needs. Run by his ID you better not get in his way if he is hungry, or worse if he is horny. Then again he will try his best to make you "Happy" would that be so bad? Some think so. When he says things are his, he means it and you better not touch it without permission unless you want a broken jaw. He's strong, sure... but how? He's lithe and fast, but how?

He is unaware of his godly powers... and sometimes they come into play without him even noticing. He will do as he is told, as long as it is in a mice and caring way. Virtually indestructible, most have tried to get him on their side... the Kytes order him around sometimes and he obeys. The Committee however wants him on their side... he likes the thought of protecting a king. Still, he would much rather do his own thing and help sometimes from time to time. If he ever finds that one person who will give him everything he needs... then he will follow them only asking for smiles on return. He almost just doesn't acknowledge pain.


❝ THESEARESIMPLEFACTS ❞
TO EASE YOUR CURIOSITY.

xxxxx• • •___in the b a c k g r o u n d → They're Coming to Take Me Away, Ha-Haaa - Napoleon XIV
Tornado - MSI
xxxxx• • •___i l o v e them dearly → Someone
xxxxx• • •___does it m a t t e r now→ We will have matching parts.
xxxxx• • •___ decisions d e c i s i o n s → Claws, Chains, Anything around him.
xxxxx• • •___keep them c l o s e →
+ Smiling
+ Looking over things
+ Singing
+ Blood
+ Making himself happy
+ Happy people
+ Food
+ Sex
+ The color red
+ Cute things
+ Soft things
+ Sharp things
+ Mixing songs together
+ Feeling Needed
+ Games
xxxxx• • •___no!! take it a w a y →
- Cold things
- Frowny faces
- Juggling
- Being in one place to long
- Being in water
- Vegetables
- Too much quiet
- Things that have no texture
- Darkness
- Thinking things through too much




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A few more pics
My strings are pulled by...
Fraydeni
You can call me...
Elijah Damascus Veronika
I've lived through...
Unknown but appears younger then he is.
See me as a...
Gorgon / Incubus
I can assure you, I am...
Boy Toy.
I would call myself...
Homosexual though he will feed off of women when REALLY hungry.
I tend to be... [Personality]
My tale begins with...
His mother met his father by chance and it was his father the incubus who finally looked into his mothers eyes and didn't turn to stone. This was their love a brief adventure before his fathers hungers grew to strong for only her to state. She was left with nothing but a child growing in her stomach and not known as the greatest of parents she left him to die on the shore of a beach. His cries were loud, his eyes still shut when the fisherman found him and took him home. He was fed milk like any child and rocked to sleep, however his eyes remained shut and his new father thinking him blind continued to love his child for many years.

It was when he was six that his eyes finally opened, purple hues shaped like a star in the whites of his gaze. His father looked upon him and... turned to stone. Elijah can remember crying... crying until his eyes were puffy and swollen. He stayed in the house for days until neighbors called the police. They didn't know what they were dealing with and two turned to stone before a third finally covered his eyes and took the struggling beauty out of the house.

He was too dangerous they realized to place with other children. So when a man told them he had knowledge of these things and would keep the boy safe... they believed him. He was taken by the man he would only know as Master. That was all their was in the world after that, what master wanted him to do and what Elijah did. A peaceful existence of slavery. His master loved him he said, Elijah grew up so slowly his young form was so pleasing to touch and taste.

He was dressed how the other wished him to be, he was marked by knife and my sliver. He was owned and taught all he knew by the hands of his master. Elijah loved him, but never saw him never got to see the face of the male who kept him. He knew the male to be a human... someone who would die before Elijah would ever know a hair on his body. It was years... years and years when those hands grew wrinkled, the body aged and soon Elijah was taking more care of him. Though the man wouldn't have it... Elijah was growing out of his place.

So, he was sold... this day this time. He was screaming when the men came to pick him up. Refused to take off the leather clothing master had given him, clung to every scent of the man. The cigar smoke the fading hums of the music he enjoyed. He took off his mask with cold hands, only two of his guards made it... it seemed vampires and other incubuses were immune to his gaze and he wept and a part of him died. The men meld him down and fastened a new leather structure over his eyes... he could see through it. He screamed to see his master... see the face that had been denied him but to no avail.

Placed in the top floor customers were warned of him and his gaze... he would only be sold to someone who could handle him... or someone immune to his gaze. It took a month for him to settle before they even dared to place him for sale. A quiet obedient heart broken slave... lost...

please find me...
My collar is... [Colours and charms]
Give me a... [Preferred type of master]
I belong to... [Master's name]

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Name:
Kittan Verailla
Age:
Ugh... It would take SO long to count.
Race:
Demon of Sloth
Sexuality:
Feh. I don't wanna pick.
Collars Wanted:
Um... I don't care.
Charms Wanted:
UGH please stop asking me stuff!!!
Biography: ((At least six lines))

Slave(s): ((Max 4))

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The wαvɛs ticklɛ my toɛs.
Gimmɛ Gimmɛ yummy things to ɛαt!

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[ ღ Mikɛy ღ ]

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The wind smɛlls so nicɛ.
Likɛ sugαяs and s**cɛ!

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Little Star..........
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you hit me once , I hit you back
you gave a kick, I gave a smack
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Damn this place made his eyes water. It was like walking into a Christmas tree, all tinsel and whistles. He blinked slowly lowering his lids to shut out the glare everything was giving his vision. Were people really attracted to places like these? Disgusting. He let his eyes flit along some people gambling as they turned to look in the groups direction Jackal molded into his other personality a mask he had made that served him well over the years. He smiled bright blue eyes warming to something along the lines of a boy scout. Something about him shifted making you want to trust him and befriend him. It was a dangerous game and he was almost too good at it. Some people looking just returned his smile and went back to what they were doing, it was nothing after all what could such a charming man be doing wrong?

A few however lingered on him, he was used to it. After all, he wasn't ugly. To these people he just ignored and moved as Visage did down the hall. Turning from the room the expression faded like a light going out. Cold blue eyes returned along with a slightly amused smile, people were too easy sometimes. He enjoyed the silence of the others around him and for a second listened. None of them had to breathe it was an eerie silence almost that his was the only sound of breathing in the hall. Though he admitted with great glee, his were probably the only completely silent footsteps besides Visage. Jinks wasn't even trying the hyperactive assassin was odd. Where Jackal was who he was all the time, Jinks switched from hyper to assassin like a flash. Still, he supposed they both had there masks. In this silence he could almost here the gears in Visage's head turning, plot, plot, plot.

He stopped as Visage opened the door and felt his smile grow at the gesture society had long since grown out of. Only vampires would do this, fall into old habits from different eras, different trends. He moved into the room behind the other two, just giving Visage his back for a moment made one of his eyebrows twitch. Still, it couldn't be helped and it seemed everyone was playing nice for today. Business as usual. The red of the walls gave him a flash of that 'thicker than blood' wall and he felt his stomach roll. Just because he did it, didn't mean he liked to dwell on it. Kvass would do nicely to wash down that taste. He sat on the couch in a false pose of relaxation and picked up a tankard. Usually when relaxing he liked thinks with heavier alcohol to them, but they were doing business, so he would stay sober. Wouldn't do him any good to get too relaxed until business was settled anyways.

He glanced at the food for a second before thinking better of eating at this moment. Just wait until business was done. He took a glance at the case given to Blood and couldn't contain a grin. Fangnip had to be one of the most hilarious ways to incapacitate a vampire, just the memory of a few occasions had him chuckling faintly. It took alot to make Jackal chuckle and usually it didn't mean any good for anyone. His eyes danced with dark humor before he slipped into his Mr.Smith persona as a case was lifted for his inspection. He scanned an interested gaze over the gems before picking up one and holding it up to inspect. "High Quality. I'll check with a source." He placed the diamond back in the box and closed the case, placing it aside.

He would leave most of them here and take a few to show to a few sources who would probably want to stab their grandmother for the stuff. Turning his head he cracked his neck before taking another sip of his tankard. He hoped Visage would be pleased enough with his interested response. Jackal wasn't good with fawning over things... and gems never held his interest long. His eyes drifted to the vials of blood in the cabinet and his eyes seemed to light up. It reminded him of his own little blood collection, mostly from vampires he killed, all in a neat row. He looked to the people in the room then with slightly different eyes like he was judging how they would look inside out before smiling the image fading. No he had his fill today, he had other needs though, other vices to feed.

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You smashed a plate over my head
and I set fire to our bed

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I was named:
Rooster what of it?
Though some call me:
I've been called a few names I don't feel like repeating.
I've been around for awhile:
Only humans count those things.
Down my pants?:
It's a p***s! I must be a boy!
Not that I'm a pervert:
I like other boys!Though I prefer men.
Collar or no collar??:
I'm a Cat but I have no Collar
First impression you might get:
Rooster when you first approach him is basically your average tough guy. He doesn't want you in his territory and as a Tom Cat yeah he will fight you to get out of it. Still he is not as tough as he likes to think and usually gets into fights he can't win, though he has never run away. He doesn't like to be put down but can respect someone who is more powerful then he is. He tends to find weaker people annoying... or too adorable to handle. Still he has a nice little attitude, so unless your stronger then him or can put up with his bullshit he won't even bother with you.

Oh sure behind his attitude gets him in trouble sometimes, but don't worry he has other emotions, like anger and possessiveness for some strange things or people. He will never be taken by anyone and damn if he doesn't want his sleek canine look back!
I enjoy:
+ My things
+ Singing
+ Strong Men
+ Things that are cute
+ Fish
+ Shiny Things
I can't stand:
- Rain
- Weaklings
- Dogs [though I've only met a few]
- People touching my things
I'm awsome:
He is fast, uber fast! Though his tongue is faster, he likes to talk his way out of things.
Though, I need work with:
Water and well getting pinned...
Shh, It's a secret!:
hmm?
There's an empty bowl!!:
Who needs em?
My life so far:
Rooster was born to a litter of six, his brothers and sisters were all gathered in a box and placed out to get adopted. Rooster ditched the joint and grew up on the street as a tom cat. He has been through alot but as finally found a place for himself and its not with a stupid human! Though he does take handouts sometimes, who can resist this cute little ball of fluff. Well everything was going well until BAM! Where did my fluff go? This sucks! I want to be a cat again! I want to be who I really am!
It surely discribes me:
I want you - The Beatles I love this.
The puppeteer
Fraydeni

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[Image no link please and no real life]
Gang: { PHANTOM, The Omens.}
Position/job: {What part do you play}
Name: {DuRRR.}
Age: { your human! Nothing unbelievable please.}
Sexuality:{Gay straight bi}
Sex:
Personality: {just the basics the real you will unravel in the rp}
Favorite weapon: {gun, physical strength,Pocket knife ect. }
Bio: {from when you became part of the gang }
Owned by: {Who do you provide blood for? Whole gang or specific Vampire}
Other: {not a book please keep it simple}
Played by: {Gaia user name.}

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hickory dickory dock
i'll kill you with my glock
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Jackal just shrugged off the kiss, he was tired of vampire politics and shows. He just wanted to go home... maybe talk to a few people. Really, he hated selling things, killing was his forte. Though selling brought in a quick buck. Not that he actually cared about money. Taking the case Jackal stood slinging it over his shoulder and moved towards the door. Voices outside caught his attention, but he didn't start listening until he heard his name and he slowed his footsteps but kept the pace light, not wanting Blood Mistress to know he was eaves dropping. All he had to hear was the word kidnap and he knew what it had to do with.

His eyes narrowed before he opened the door looking completely normal. He took in the close proximity of the two in the hall and just raised his eyebrow. Looking over t.e two he just continued walking past them. Someone was targeting Emily. How dare he... entrust his daughters life to another like it was HIS to through around. Jackal just continued towards the door eyes icy cold like nothing would melt him.

He would protect Emily, he had done it before. Her foster parents had called him about a vampire moving in on their house. They had a pretty extensive security system thanks to his hard earned cash. He didn't care though, Emily didn't belong with vampires. She didn't need to know him and would probably be happier not knowing him. He couldn't move into her world where there was no thrill of death no chase. He could pretend to care about scraps and how school was doing. No he didn't care at all... he liked his world of blood. How dare they... and assigned to Jinx no less.

A thought crossed his mind and sitting straddled over his bike he rang Jinx. Waiting until the vampire picked up he spoke plain. "It's Jackal. Your coming to my house." He could do with a good workout... and some information. A dark smile cross his lips as he clicked his phone closed waiting for Jinx to meet him outside.

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the clock strikes one
your life is done
hickory dickory dock

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Appearance:

Name:
Rooster. Yeah Rooster, got a problem with it?
Age: Around 5 in cat years. Around Nineteen in human.
Gender: Tom Cat. With balls and all!
Sexual preference: Eh. Whatever I can find. Bi-Sexual.
Race: Neko
Personality: Rooster when you first approach him is basically your average tough guy. He doesn't want you in his territory and as a Tom Cat yeah he will fight you to get out of it. Still he is not as tough as he likes to think and usually gets into fights he can't win, though he has never run away. He doesn't like to be put down but can respect someone who is more powerful then he is. He tends to find weaker people annoying... or too adorable to handle. Still he has a nice little attitude, so unless your stronger then him or can put up with his bullshit he won't even bother with you.

Oh sure his attitude gets him in trouble sometimes, but don't worry he has other emotions, like anger and possessiveness for some strange things or people. He is somewhat obsessed with odd shiny objects and will hide them where he wants to. Now don't think he will roll over and be a good pet well unless you feed him then he might like you a little bit. Though not too much he has a high pride point and will not betaken down easily. Sure, he can't remember being a cat, but he holds some of his fight in him.

When it is warm expect him to be more snugly.

Skills/Abilities: Agility like a cat... he will try and talk his way out of anything.
Bio: He was born a cat obviously and was just moving along his territory on his eighth life when BAM! He was hit be a car. Gio's car to be exact and a rarity happened he turned into Rooster that you see today. Gio was stunned and took in the shivering and confused male and taught him everything. Though he hadn't expected Rooster to come into his own so quickly. Rooster and Gio got along great, neither really meddled in the others business.

Rooster was a laid back type, living on Gio's dollar since the man felt responsible for him and eating whatever he wanted. It soon came to Gio's attention however that his friend was bringing some odd items home. Necklaces, Coins, Spatula, even a car bumper one time like he couldn't help himself. Well at least it helped with the bills right? Though rooster just wanted to keep his shiny things to himself. It wasn't a high end existence, but it was living. Women, boys, and shiny objects he liked it a lot. That was until someone jumped Gio and Rooster ran out to help and just ended up getting taken too.
Other: Erm.... that one spot on my ears... so good!
Current Master(s): I don't have a master.

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Appearance:

Name: Giovanni "Gio" Fredricks
Age: Twenty Five
Gender: Male
Sexual preference: Doesn't care. Pan-sexual.
Race: Human
Personality: Brash and Crass, Gio was born in the streets and well he knows how to survive there. He is a survivor first and relishes in his ability to adapt to situations. He has had some back heartbreaks in his past and well doesn't want to talk about it. Not the most open he knows how to put up a front and it a world class actor when he needs to be. Though at first glance he looked the part of the thug he really is a rare beauty despite the metal he has implanted in his face. He thinks it looks awesome so what does he care about you?

Oh sure he has a "Soft Side" huh? Well he has exposed it before but hell if its coming so easily this time. People are not to be trusted with fragile things like a persons heart. His is still too bruised to be handled roughly. Now don't get him wrong... he will sex you up if you want and he can act like he likes you just don't expect real emotions the first go.

He plays himself a sadist but he is a masochist by nature and likes a little pain now and then. He hates being dominated by women but give him a sexy guy and he is fine about it. He has been betrayed by women too many times. Oh by the by... he hates you. So deal with it. [ more will be added as I go on. New character]
Skills/Abilities: Acting?
Bio: You want some sob story don't you? Well he was born in a s**t hole literally in a bathroom by his mother. His father was a high end man and his mother his favorite prostitute. Well that's how Gio will tell you the first time. The second time he will say something like, his father was a cab driver and his mother was his lover they didn't have much but each other and he was the joy of there lives until the car crash... or maybe something like it was a stormy day and the stork that was carrying him got struck by lightning and he was dropped into an orphange by a fairy. Mostly that means, hell if he is telling you about his family unless he hella trusts you.

Anyways, he knows his way around the streets kind of a jack of all trades he can fix cars, pane windows, oh his hands aren't silky smooth in fact he had callouses. A man's hands. He lives alright he owns an apartment in the not-too-shitty side of town and likes it there. His neighbors are pretty noisy with parties but he can deal he likes to party it up sometimes. He deals drugs on the side though doesn't partake... that s**t will ruin your life, he has seen it. Still, before he moved to where he was today there was a woman. A beautiful woman he says with long hair and round hips, lips like flower petals. He gave everything for her, paid hospital bills and stood by her through her disease. It was a sad and happy time to be with the one you love as she suffers.Though she pulled through and there were two months of bliss before... she broke his heart.

******** the world, just enjoy living and ******** everyone else. A broken heart can destroy a man. So he coped or at least tried to. Rooster was probably the best thing that hit him. Companion sometimes lover, but a damn good friend even if he is a klepto sometimes. At least he had tried to save him from being taken. That's what counted.
Other: Loves chocolate
Current Master(s): Master? I don't think so.

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Cricket

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