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~[ Jude / / Vincent / / Fredrick ]~

Mirror, Mirror On The Wall;xxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Shy Angel

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxToo Keep Things Short, This Is Me;
Age: 17
Sexual Orientation: More confused then anything.
Height: 5' 5''
Weight: 112lb
Turn Ons: Taller than him, deep voices, not afraid, forceful at times but nice at others, interesting, maybe a tattoo, pretty eyes eyes eyes.

Don't Judge Me, This Is Who I Really Am;xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Jude is just himself at all times, though hidden behind his own insecurity. He has never really found himself through high school and never had many friends. He just doesn't know how to start talking to people, though it seems like fun. He is opinionated but easily drowned out by the chatter of others because of his soft voice and he wouldn't want to be rude and talk over anyone. However, when given the chance to talk to people he is a sweet heart with seemingly infinite ideas and some spontaneous behavior. He has a wild side that he doesn't really show anyone, though he does get up the courage to go to a club and dance once and awhile. He loves to dance and sing though prefers dancing.

Don't think that he can't get angry though, people who just out others down infuriate him and he will voice his opinions quite clearly to them! He tends to be intrigued by people and want nothing more then to find out how certain people tick. Though he tries not to be too nosy he is too curious for his own good and has gotten into trouble a few times for absentmindedly strolling into a restricted section. A day dreamer when there is nothing better to do it's a wonder he has such good grades.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxOnce Upon A Time...;
Born to a middle class family Jude hasn't really had a sob story except that his parents were germaphobes. He was placed in his home for most of his life, home schooled and didn't meet many children as an only child. Though he was far from spoiled with plastic over his chairs it was hard to even watch TV and NEVER was he allowed things like sweets. In fact to this day he has never tasted chocolate and is a little scared to. He never had a close friend, though in high school his parents sent him to be an "example" for the other children, which made them instantly resent him.

So he never had much luck talking to anyone much less making friends. He had a bully once because of his girly looks and that was teh only person he really spoke to making him even more timid. His uncle was the one to talk his parents into accepting the letter seeing his nephew's strife and sending him away to try and come into his own.

Fraydeni

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many faces
a single name
a single heart
a single brain

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Mecha Pilot



Prince Fray



Sailor Nexus

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TALKING TO YOU

THINKING OF RUM

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Gaianame:
Fraydeni
Name:
Florian Eodane
Age:
17
Likes:
+Skateboarding
+Music
+Rain
+Flowers
+Steak
+ Sweets
+Guys
Dislikes:
- Vegetables
- His Father
- His Home
- Sunburn
- Women
- Being Alone
What you look for in a guy:
+ Straightforward
+ Sexy
+ Tall
+ Deep Voice
+ Only has eyes for Florian!
Theme Song:
Running Free
Appearence:

That left hand is his favorite glove <3

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Puppetmaster:
Fraydeni
Name:
Baron Mandrake
Yes, Baron IS my first name. deal with it.
Age:
50 years old.
Species:
New Vampire
Sex:
Male
Sexuality:
Homosexual
Personality:
Baron was a harsh and cruel person a convicted child molester and above all things a thief. So, being turned a vampire didn't change much in him. He is what he always wanted to be powerful enough to get his way when he wants it. Now he is just more of a bully and a b*****d then before. Stealing beautiful boys from their homes and keeping them for whatever he wants. He likes to flaunt them too.

He doesn't know many other vampires his maker having run out on him. So, when confronted with others of his kind he doesn't really pay them any mind.
Appearance:



Puppetmaster:
Fraydeni
Name:
Florian Eolande
Age:
Eighteen
Species:
Human
Sex:
Male
Sexuality:
Homosexual
Personality:
Once a soft spoken boy now Florian barely speaks at all. Baron stole him from his room only three months ago during right after his birthday party. Apparently before that he had been stalked by the vampire and now is bullied day and night. He has a great fear of vampires burned into him over the last three months. He is usually drained to weakness and The Baron as he is forced to call him doesn't let him outside or even eat much. Even outside he is blindfolded and dragged around. The last three months have been a blur of pain and ache for him... why wont anyone save him?

He isn't the most trusting due to the baron and usually chooses not to speak. Though when he opens his mouth he is a charming boy with talent in singing, though he hasn't done that for awhile. He is smart though hasn't graduated high school due to his captivity. He has a willingness to learn and above all to try and make a life for himself away from The Baron. He just needs someone to save him.
Appearance:
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Username:
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Name:
Florian Eolande
Age:
18
Race:
Light Elf
Gender:
Male
Personality:
Florian though looks the part of a shy young maiden at first... IS in fact a male. Surprise Surprise! Though he has been trained as a slave to act the art of a female due to his looks and his somewhat feminine voice. Still, though he likes to play his part of a female when he has too. He tends to be a bit more defiant towards Master's that don't give him what he wants when he wants them. a bit spoiled he wants his things to be nice and likes to be treated like the "lady" he is.

When put in situations where his master is weak and willing to give him what he wants he tends to just push and push until the breaking point. So he has been given a black collar due to his somewhat forceful personality.
History:
He was born to a family of elfs and seen as weak due to his stature and size. So he was sold and trained to be a lady... he won't tell his whole story though.
Magic:
Can bend plants to his will and use light as a barrier
Appearance:

Blue : Trained to be a perfect little eye candy
Gray: He can create protective barriers
Black: He has been returned once due to his personality
Other:
He always wants cake or a sweet of some kind.
Though he prefers jewelry

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Alice in Slumberland

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 don't want money
Or rich's and fame.
All I want is to hold you hand
even though it's kind of lame.
by: Alice

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My strings are pulled by... Fraydeni
You can call me... Dia Dia
I've lived through... 30 years a young teen in dragon years.
See me as a... Crystal Dragon
I can assure you, I am... Male
I would call myself... huh? I haven't had a mating cycle yet. [Homosexual]
I tend to be... Curious more than anything. He is a dragon in his first cycle of life, meaning he has no previous lives or memories to reflect upon. He likes to poke his nose where it doesn't belong, but knows one thing now. He hates to he trapped. When put in a corner he will growl and thrash until he is out of it. Like a kid sometimes he has a stubbornness about him that tends to fade when he starts to become close with people. Bright eyed and happy at some points he tends to be more obnoxious with all of his running around. Since dragons don't naturally speak human languages he tends to speak in trills and hums more often than English. He likes attention sometimes and when he falls for someone he is wildly possessive of them. Defiantly not the sharing type.
My tale begins with... He was born in an egg, with all of his brothers and sisters around him. He was born to a large catch of dragons that were in captivity used for transportation. He was raised his first twenty nine years there. His dragon form was different from all of his brothers and sisters. While most of them resembled his mother a white dragon he took after his crystal dragon father. His scaled were spiked with purple crystals and seemed to shine in the sun on his small cat-like frame. He hadn't even come into his wings yet when he was taken by thieves. He was sold into slavery after a short period of captivity with others of his kind. Until they finally sold him, he doesn't remember that year well having been drugged most of the time. Though his wings grew in but when not used they fuse to his skin like crystals growing from his back and stick out more on his back [like the picture] when he is nervous or angry.

His long ears on the side of his head appear like his crystals but are soft to the touch and curl at the ends when he is pleased.
My collar is...
Black: He will fight when cornered and a cage has four.
Silver: What's that?... What about that?!
Gold: Usually always on the move

Medal: A crystal dragon.. how rare!
Sword:Back him into a corner and he will fight to the death
Heart: He will be coming into his mating cycle within the week... beware.
Give me a... hmm? I want meat not veggies!
I belong to... [Master's name]

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Dr. R lets play a lovely game.

No rest for the Wicked
Money doesn't grow on trees
Ain't nothing in this world
For Free.

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{__Diamond Sintel Diviculous IV__}
also known as; Dia

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I count this many candles; Sixteen Years Old
Happy birthday to me; December 21
I was born this way; Crystal Dragon
I can reach the stars; Five Feet
It`s always rude to ask; 110- 190 depending on crystals
Watching the world; light gold
It`s natural of course; green
Top, middle, bottom; Uke. if you dare.
They are special; pfft.

My room is here; West 11
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Gimme more of; ( likes. at least 5 )
But keep these away; ( dislikes. at least 5 )
Don`t EVEN mention; ( fears. at least 2 )

The book of me says; ( personality. at least 2 paragraphs. )
The thing called my life; ( biography. at least 2 paragraphs. )

My favorite crayon; ( posting color. )
DJ, play that music louder; ( theme song(s). optional. )
Oh yeah, I forgot; ( others. )

Special thanks to; ( username. )

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♦ Guard - Psychic ♦

ƒееℓ ƒгее тσ сαℓℓ ме
Cricket
сαη'т үσu теℓℓ i'м α
Boy
ѕσ мαηү үеαгѕ gσηе вү
15
і еxpест ргеѕеηтѕ ση тніѕ ∂αү
Unknown
тніѕ іѕ тнe ωαү і ѕωіηg
SEXUAL ORIENTATION


тне ωαү і αм
No one can guess how this boy was before Adair got to him. Once a patient in the place he was bought by Adair a scientist and made to do everything the sick man says. His eyes seem to be vacant when the man is around and he follows orders like a good boy would. Though when he is made to watch the captured by himself he becomes tense and is usually tucked in a corner hugging his knees until Adair comes back. Though don't think he is a push over... if he finds that you are trying to escape he will snatch the air from your lungs and warp the world around you.

He is a powerful psychic though the majority of his powers is control over gravity and the ability to halt time. This is why most people dread having visits from Adair... for his procedures can seem to last days but happen in only minutes. Still, sometimes the true him sneaks out away from Adair and he will try and give the captures at least a little comfort. If approached to talk to... he may say a few words but is always silent around Adair.
ωнαт i ∂o
Gravity Manipulation - none yet.
∂σкі ∂σкі
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αгеη'т і pгеттү
none

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Iguana human form

♦ Scientist - Shifter ♦

ƒееℓ ƒгее тσ сαℓℓ ме
Adair Judah , Iggy

сαη'т үσu теℓℓ i'м α
Male
ѕσ мαηү үеαгѕ gσηе вү
Thirty Seven

і еxpест ргеѕеηтѕ ση тніѕ ∂αү

October 16
тніѕ іѕ тнe ωαү і ѕωіηg
Pansexual


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Hello guys and dolls welcome to hell, I will be your navigator Adair! Adair is a sadistic a*****e his wish is not to understand, but more so to test things on. Usually his favorite game is to turn into the person he is examining or someone they one loved. Though he has started to turn to knives and of course needles! Can;t have to many blood tests you know. Cricket? What about him? The boy knows his place and NO I don't molest him much. Tee hee. Though don't worry dears I have enough love for you all too. Probably the most unstable Scientist he tends to harm more than anything... so he is given lost causes to play with.

SOMETIMES he will just do the experiments but usually he enjoys his own fun more than yours. WEE!
ωнαт i ∂o
Shifting and Blood / I do love my Cricket... but there is room for more, less broken prey.

∂σкі ∂σкі
Myself... shh don't tell me!



αгеη'т і pгеттү
The Doctor IS IN
He is a shifter... what did you expect ONE form. BAH!

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The room was bare save for two chairs with two people occupying them. One was a police officer leaning forward on the chair, his dark mustache groomed to a tee as he arched his fingers in front of him. The other man in the room had at least three ropes tying to the chair and didn't seem at all disturbed by it. The police officer gave a low sound of annoyance at the man's ease before speaking.

"Your name" he growled, intent on intimidating or at least trying to intimidate the man before him.

"I'm sorry were you talking to me?" man smiled showing almost too perfect teeth in that strange face. He looked around for a moment and seeing no one else in the room decided to answer."Well some people have called me different names.Some say Murderer... "The man embellished the world with a high feminine squeal. "Or something along the lines of b*****d. Though I prefer my birth name Nathanial Bartholomeus Daiquiri Darkens. Alright... so I don't have any middle name... you cancall ne Captain Darkens." He seemed pleased with this and wiggled like he was getting more comfortable in his ropes.

The officer stared speechless at the man for a few moments before realizing he had answered the question."Um... alright Mr.Darkens"

Nathaniel's one visible eyes narrowed in an instant the white is his eye had long since been bleed through leaving it red. The middle though was a shining silver that seemed to harden like a knife at the Officer's words. "Captain."

Th officer swallows his Adams apple bobbing as his eyes skitter over the ropes holding the other before seeming to regain some of his confidence. "Alright.. Captain. Age?"

Nathaniel calmed instantly his shoulders lumping like before and his giddy smile returning.Now how rude to ask me that question. A lady never reveals her age. Captain Darkens then proceeded to bat his eyelashes and make kissey faces until the man before him turned red with anger.

It took the Officer a few moments for sputtering out a response."Stop that this instance! This is an important investigation! Now, MR. Darkens. Tell me why you decided that it would be a good idea to PUNCH that old lady?"

Nathaniel's eyes darkened at the word MR. but seemed to remember the event and gave a toothy grin. He gave his head a turn pure white hair falling out of his face to reveal his sharp jawline. His face was tanned from being in the sun and his lips had some smile lines around it. Still, you would never notice this first as the cold metal contraption on his eye was revealed. Outlined in silver the center was a flat blue until it flickered like a camera lens and moved out and in before settling the spiral center small like an iris. A bionic eye set that face apart from anyone else."She stared at my eye. Rudely I might add, deserved the punch. No one looks into my eye, I am CAPTAIN DARKENS and you... you are starting to get on my nerves Mr.Policeman." His arms clenched and he pulled his legs up. His left was metal like his eye and groaned for a second before popping though the rope.

The officer scrambled to his feet moving to try and prevent further escape attempts. That was when IT happened. He knocked the Captains hat right off his head.The hat had seen better days. Leather was soft from wear and stitched held it in that pirate triangle shape... though that wasn't it's defining feature. Three long pure blood red feathers sat to one side... longer than any birds had ever been. They both paused for a moment as it fell to the ground. The officer spoke first."What is thi...."

He was cut off my a hand around his neck strong large hands, rough from working squeezed the air right out of him. As his vision faded all he got was a bionic eye zooming in on his face cool words pressed from thin lips as Nathaniel brought the man closer. "Never. Touch. My. Hat." With that the man fell to the floor vision going black even before his head hit.

Nathaniel stood for a moment. His large six foot something frame made him tower over most people. His frame was big built like a laborer. Muscles taunt from heavy lifting, though he wasn't in his prime. At 37 he was becoming somewhat soft in the middle from barking out orders instead of doing them. He was intimidating to be sure and his clothing hide more than a few scars. His clothes were all blacks and silvers his favorite leather pants and long coat were a bit worn down and dust moved on him from here to there always shifting. The only true color he wore upon him were the red feathers in his hat a testimony of his deed. Long white hair hung to his back, tamed in a thick white braid though stray shorter hairs usually covered his metal eye like a curtain. Slowly he bent and picked up his hat, relaxing as soon as it was back on his head... all in all he looked good for a man that fell several thousand feet and survived.

Though the story of his survival changes each time he tells it. A low grumble told him it was time to go as he moved out of the room with a nod to a few other officers like he was supposed to be there. They would find the body later... until then he had to get a few new faces on deck. He hoped he brought his reading glasses.

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