cнιᴇ κoτoᴀᴎᴀ || κoτoᴀᴎᴀ cнιᴇ
ᴘʟeᴀse cᴀʟʟ мe c н ι
τнᴇ ԍooᴅʏ ~ τωo ~ sнoᴇs τʏᴘᴇ
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Tell me . . . ║
Why do they bother ║
What is the reason why ║
The saints go marching in? ║
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The blonde was sitting on the edge of his bed, looking at the mirror across the room from him, staring at his reflection. He was already wearing the school uniform, frowning slightly as he tried to figure out how to look. As he continued to watch the reflection, he saw two fuzzy cat ears pop up, one charcoal black and one creamy white. Both were soft to the touch, both were twitching slightly. Hn . . . I don't think having my cat ears out would be good . . . especially when it's my first day at this school . . . he thought, sighing as he put his hands over his cat ears. When he pulled his hands away, the ears were gone.
He was a shapeshifter, but most of the time, he changed into a cat with one black ear and one white ear. His tail was white, except for the tip of the tail, which was black just like the ear. One paw was black, one of his back paws was grey. But that was what the cat looked like. He really never tried to change into anything else than the kitty. He didn't trust himself to do so. He thought he was normal until he found the cat ears twitching one morning, when he was a young teenager.
But that was then, this was now. He looked at his reflection again, sighing softly. He looked at the tiara on his dreser, smiling softly. The tiara was one of his favorite possessions, and he loved wearing it. Next to the circular, silver trinket was something that he had received in the mail. It was a pink key, intricate in the loop at the tip of the handle. Under it was the envelope and the letter that he received, which had held the key before he opened it.
Let's try this school out . . . maybe I can find a way to control this . . . this power that I have . . . he thought, letting a gentle sigh escape his soft lips. "Maybe I can find friends as well..." he whispered out loud, smiling. He loved meeting new people, but most of the time he was used. He was kind of a 'goody-two-shoes', and he didn't like to disappoint people. His kindness was abused though, almost always.
He disliked people who abused his kindness. But he didn't hate. He disliked hate. So, he barely ever used that word, and he never used it when he was talking about himself.
He stood up then, stretching his arms above his head, mewing instead of yawning. He smiled at his reflection as he grabbed the tiara and key, along with the letter, placed them in his black messenger school bag, and then headed out of the room he was in, locking it behind him.
His name? Chie Kotoana. His destination? The St. Dalbus Academy for boys . . .
o o c ;; // how's that for a first post? Too long? Too short? >.< Let me know . . . I could always delete this as well . . . //
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║ It's because they know
║ Ofcourse they know
║ That they are the rhythm
║ They are our virtue and sin . . .
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[align=center][size=18][color=deeppink]cнιᴇ κoτoᴀᴎᴀ || κoτoᴀᴎᴀ cнιᴇ[/color][/size]
[size=13][color=pink][i]ᴘʟeᴀse cᴀʟʟ мe[/i][/color] [color=hotpink][u][color=pink]c н ι[/color][/u][/color][/size]
[size=11][color=hotpink]τнᴇ[/color] [color=lightpink][u][color=black]ԍooᴅʏ ~ τωo ~ sнoᴇs[/color][/u][/color] [color=hotpink]τʏᴘᴇ[/color][/size][/align][imgright]http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h319/discord_envy_and_deceit/Chie and gang/Misteor and Belphegor/misteor16cn2.jpg[/imgright]
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Tell me . . . ║
Why do they bother ║
What is the reason why ║
The saints go marching in? ║
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[align=left][size=10.5] The blonde was sitting on the edge of his bed, looking at the mirror across the room from him, staring at his reflection. He was already wearing the school uniform, frowning slightly as he tried to figure out how to look. As he continued to watch the reflection, he saw two fuzzy cat ears pop up, one charcoal black and one creamy white. Both were soft to the touch, both were twitching slightly. [i][color=pink][b]Hn . . . I don't think having my cat ears out would be good . . . especially when it's my first day at this school . . .[/b][/color][/i] he thought, sighing as he put his hands over his cat ears. When he pulled his hands away, the ears were gone.
He was a shapeshifter, but most of the time, he changed into a cat with one black ear and one white ear. His tail was white, except for the tip of the tail, which was black just like the ear. One paw was black, one of his back paws was grey. But that was what the cat looked like. He really never tried to change into anything else than the kitty. He didn't trust himself to do so. He thought he was normal until he found the cat ears twitching one morning, when he was a young teenager.
But that was then, this was now. He looked at his reflection again, sighing softly. He looked at the tiara on his dreser, smiling softly. The tiara was one of his favorite possessions, and he loved wearing it. Next to the circular, silver trinket was something that he had received in the mail. It was a pink key, intricate in the loop at the tip of the handle. Under it was the envelope and the letter that he received, which had held the key before he opened it.
[i][color=pink][b]Let's try this school out . . . maybe I can find a way to control this . . . this power that I have . . .[/b][/color][/i] he thought, letting a gentle sigh escape his soft lips. "[color=deeppink][b]Maybe I can find friends as well...[/b][/color]" he whispered out loud, smiling. He loved meeting new people, but most of the time he was used. He was kind of a 'goody-two-shoes', and he didn't like to disappoint people. His kindness was abused though, almost always.
He disliked people who abused his kindness. But he didn't hate. He disliked hate. So, he barely ever used that word, and he never used it when he was talking about himself.
He stood up then, stretching his arms above his head, mewing instead of yawning. He smiled at his reflection as he grabbed the tiara and key, along with the letter, placed them in his black messenger school bag, and then headed out of the room he was in, locking it behind him.
His name? Chie Kotoana. His destination? The St. Dalbus Academy for boys . . . [/size][/align]
[align=center][size=13][color=dimgrey][b]o o c ;;[/b][/color][/size] [size=9] // how's that for a first post? Too long? Too short? >.< Let me know . . . I could always delete this as well . . . // [/size][/align]
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║ It's because they know
║ Of[i]course[/i] they know
║ That they are the rhythm
║ They are our virtue and sin . . .
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