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[Virus Galore]

p a s c a l ☣ l o w e™

" The Two Sides Of A Coin "

Pascal really hated mornings, not that it was actually early in the morning or anything but still… He would rather be home asleep than serving coffee for annoying little girls who only come to the coffee shop so they could stalk some ‘cute’ guy or stupid brats that thought they were cool because they were having coffee. Was he bitter? No, just sleepy, and when the blond was sleepy and annoyed by something he could be kind of mean. Why was he doing this again? Ah right, he wanted to support himself and get a place of his own, so he will be away from that ol’ pervert that called himself his uncle. Shiver. Really, Pascal was almost sure his sleep disorders and nightmares where all thanks to Alessandro. Why did he have to bring a woman home every single night? That man has a problem.. Maybe Pascal should get the older male a brochure about sex addicts and places to get some sort of rehab on that. Sometimes, he dared to wonder if his uncle had some STDs but then he decided he would rather not know.

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Oh right. He is in the middle of taking an order. "So, a grande vanilla latte with a chocolate shot, regular milk and extra sugar right?" The girl on the other side of the counter nodded and Pascal wrote down her order on an empty plastic cup along with her name. Amanda. And place the cup on a side so his partner will prepare the girl’s drink. “Would you like something else with your coffee?” The blond asked, bright blue eyes shinning with indifference as a small smile played on his lips. If it wasn’t because he was ordered to, Pascal would rather just scowl. The girl, Amanda, returned the smile and shook her head as she muttered a ‘No thanks’ while handing out a 20dls bill, with a nod, Pascal open the cashier and proceed to place the money in and get the girl’s change. As he did so, blue eyes glanced to a side, and the forced smile transformed into a real one once the blond male noticed that in just a few more minutes he will be on his brake. Perfect.


Pascal will finally get his hands on that chocolate chocochip muffin that he had been glancing since his shift started. Just ten more minutes. Ugh, why does time move so slowly? It really wasn’t fair. He wanted that muffin now!
Hmp. Well, there were no new costumers.. He may aswell just go for it and take said muffin. Ah, yes that sounded like a lovely idea. Blue eyes glanced around the coffee shop, dancing from the happy couple on the corner to some two guys talking and looking at a sketchbook or something. Good. No one was watcihng.

And with that, Pascal smoothly moved towards were all the baked goods were and reached in for his lovely muffin, lips stretching further more into a big smile and his blue eyes seemed to light up. Yes, food had that effect on him. Well, sugary goods did. They made him happy. Very much so. If he could, he would marry every single sweet in the world... But then he will probably end in jail for eating his 'candy husbands'

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[Virus Galore]

Hello! My name is Joan! What's yours?
::Character Name::
My, what a pretty name! Tell me, who is your master?
::Gaia Name::
Well, how wonderful! Now, how old are you, sweetie?
::Age.::
Ah, I see! So, when's your birthday?
::Charcter's Birthdate::
Oh! Happy not your birthday! Now, where do you live?
:: Dorm Number::
That's good! Now then, why are you here?
:: Power, 1 only, read the rules for explanation.::
So, what classes do you take, hmm?
: razz ick 3 from the list.::
So...Awkward question, but which way do you swing?
::Sexuality, along with Seme/Uke/Seke.::
Oh, ok! So, how do you act?
:: Personality (At least one paragraph)::
Now then, tell Joan something about yourself
::Bio (At least one paragraph)::
No wonder you're the way you are! So, tell me what you like?
::Likes (paragraph form please!)::
Is there anything you don't like?
:: Dislikes (paragraph form please!)::
So…what’s your favorite flavor of Jell-o?
::Self explainitory, no?::
That’s interesting. Now then, what is your least favorite shape?
::Once again, self explainitory::
Ah, I see. Now then, how about your favorite song?
::Favorite Song::
Now then, look in my mirror, let's see your reflection!
::Appearance (Anime pic only please) Put the link here, not the picture.::
Alrighty, anything else I should know about?
::Other::

[Virus Galore]

Deimos Cesare Borgia

• • •

AFK Went for food.

I am 19 years old. If you couldn't tell, I'm a
boy and I am a you can say student.
But enough about me! I'd like to introduce you to Mika.He's a doll, yeah? I thought so.. Anyways, he's a
PhotographerCool, neh? He's really Outgoing, Animal Lover, Curious, Might I add he's a Seke

The one who pulls Our strings: TheSocialVirus

[Virus Galore]

My name is... Crossificio Rossi
My age is... 19
I am a... Dominant Uke
I like...
♠Strawberries
♠Cheesecakes
♠Sweets and Baked goods
♠Horror Movies
♠Video Games
♠Stuffed animals
♠Sleeping
♠Skipping School
♠Napping
♠Animals
♠Odd facts & Useless information
♠Being right/Winning.
I dislike...
xLoud noises they give him headaches
xVegetables
xBeing Wrong/Losing
xHospitals
xDoing Sports
xThe color pink
xLittle kids
xCockroaches
xDolls
xAlarm Clocks
xMornings
xCellphones
xUneven numbers
I was born a... Human
I was born on... May 5th,
I live.., Dorm Numer 1, Room 2
My life on this far has been...Cross was born in Venice Italy, where he spent the first years of his life before his family had to move to Rome, staying there until Cross turned eleven, that was when the family returned to Venice and things went downhill. Cross' father was going through some hard times and supporting the small family was becoming more and more of a hard task. Finally, he turned to what he thought was his only option so to save the family from a life in the streets. Yes, what he did really saved the family, but only for a while.. You see, he had asked the wrong people for some money, and in the end, wasn't able to pay them back. Of course, the Italian Mafia didn't took this too well, and turn to this option. 'Pay or We blow your brains out'. Not having the money, Cross' father was murdered, and right before his mother's eyes. His mom didn't took this too well, and not being able to stand it, the beautiful young woman hung herself.. And that was just too much for the thirteen year old boy. School wasn't good either, he knew people were talking about it, and he so very much just wanted to forget, and started distancing himself from the other kids, which only seemed to trigger other kids to pick on him.. One day, he had enough and going into a rampage and braking all of the school windows, keeping his bullies hostage, since he was a minor, there were no charges, seeing how none of the kids were really hurt. But he was kicked out of school and forced to go through some therapy. Finally, he was sent to live with his uncle Alessandro, Cross' inner monster was put back to sleep. He was back to normal if you can call him normal, though the sleep disorder was created by that time. He moved with his uncle to the United States and started a new life there. No one knows about the incident back in his old school. But as he started to get older, another thing happen, and Cross was sent to a new school thanks to his special condition..
I think you should know... He likes cartoons, Cross if afraid of ghosts, and yet he loves Horror movies and books so you can say, he is a type of masochist. He needs reading glasses.
Do I look pretty?
Midnight blue.
Royal blue

[Virus Galore]

Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me

So save me I'm waiting
I'm needing, hear me pleading
And soothe me, improve me
I'm grieving, I'm barely believing now, now

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DEIMOS CESARE BORGIA

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He was still skeptical about this new game the he just got. Being a self proclaimed gamer, Deimos always made sure to try pretty much every game that was out there and they did said this was the dating sim of the year. With all its advances in technology the game was supposed to be of its kind. Now, Deimos wasn't much into Dating sim games, and much less a boy love one. Not that he had anything against it, but it was his first time in the boy love universe, thus he wasn't sure what to expect, after all he was more of the type who enjoyed more games where he got to shoot or kill things, or go out in quests, But, he still decided to give it a chance and see what all the buzz was about.

It was a good thing that Deimos arrived early to the store, about to hours before it open, because there were only about twenty persons there already and in a few more minutes, when the boy looked back, the line seemed endless. The black haired boy wasn't much of a people person, thus his expression never changed from its annoyed and bored look. Not even when the doors finally opened announcing it was time to throw and push people out of the way so one could get their hands on one of the Yaoi Doki Games had started.

A small frown decorated the boy's face as the squeezing started as the Yaoi lovers started to desperately try to get into the building. Who knew girls could be so strong and mean. Deimos tried hard to well, not trip, because then he knew that he will be stomped to his death. Somehow, he managed to get inside with the less damage to his body. The store managed was saying something, probably trying to calm down the mass of people in the store, but it didn't seem to work much. The black haired boy snorted, a light grin reaching his face at the man's failed attempt to calm down the crowd. But enough of that, he had a game to get. And with his mind now set on that, Deimos did what he needed to get one of the games, which means, push people out of his way or at least try to, because some where just to damn hard to move. And even step on other people's feet so to get them to move. With this, the young male was able to reach the front, and blue eyes danced around the different colorful game boxes. Ah, each one was different apparently, so what to get? He decided to go with the artwork. And so, he reached for the box, but alas, he was not the only one interested in that box..

Deimos turned to his left, seeing an old huge sweaty man with thick black glasses and a shirt that was probably way too tight for him. His nose wrinkled in disgust, and the old man with irregular breathing tugged on the box, "Let go, it is mine!" The man yelled with his nasal voice. Now, if Deimos hated something, was someone telling him what to do, so the boy just glared. Hard. And growled out his answer. " No " And so the fight started.

Moments later, Deimos finally approached the register, with a satisfied look on his face. He paid for his game and offering the register lady a nod, the boy exit the store. That poor man was probably still gasping for air after that kick on the nuts. And with the amount of people there wanting to get their game, honestly, no one really care enough to help the man or do something about Diemos.

Well, now, it was time to try the game. Now, his home was far away, plus there was no food there. Well, there was, but nothing that he felt like eating, thus Dei went towards a small ice cream parlor, and making one of the chairs outside his, Deimos flopped down on it, and fished out the YDG, inspecting the cover and reading the small description on the back, he opened the box, and proceeded to read all the little papers and manual there. So his character was a Seke? A thin brow raised in curiosity. Huh, what did that mean? Oh well, he will google it later. Setting the game on the table he reached for his messenger bag and pulled out his video game console. Alright time to play.

[Virus Galore]

Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me
Nobody knows it but you've got a secret smile
And you use it only for me

So save me I'm waiting
I'm needing, hear me pleading
And soothe me, improve me
I'm grieving, I'm barely believing now, now

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DEIMOS CESARE BORGIA

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He was done reading the manual, and the new YDG was no carefully inserted into the light baby blue portable gaming console that the boy was carrying. Now, thanks to a manual he had an idea of what he should do in the customize section at the very beginning of the game. The screen became alive, and after the brief intro video, Deimos was taken to the customize option, where the base of a human body stood, besides the hair style and eyes, the character stood there wearing only white boxers. Now, it was Deimos' job to choose whatever hair, eye color and so on he wanted for that character, along with clothes. " Hmn. Lets see.. " What hair color he wanted his character to have? At first he thought of something quite flamboyant and bright, a color that won't be normal in everyday life, but quite normal in cartoons and anime.

" Heh, maybe pink hair would look good on you, " Deimos mumbled to himself with a soft chuckle. The YDG character in turn blinked and stared up at him, the virtual male shook his head and smiled. A playful kind of smile. "Oh, I would rather not have pink hair.." The male said, the smile still on his face, as Deimos stared with a blank look on his face. He seemed unimpressed, but the truth was another thing, the only way one will know this though, was taking a deep look into the boy's blue eyes. Did.. Did the game character just talked back to him? But.. How? Sure, in the manual he read about the YDG AI's but.. The boy didn't know that the technology of the game would go this far.

"Sh-Shut up. I am your owner here, and if I say pink, then it is pink. " The boy huffed, voice showing light annoyance, because well, he didn't like people telling him what to do, and much less a game character. But still... He didn't went for pink, and choose black instead. Now, he had to admit that with the help of the YDG AI, customizing was rather easy and quick. Though it was still creepy. And he tried no to talk much with it.. " So, now you just have to give me a name! " The male in the game smiled and Deimos frowned lightly, letting out a huff. " I knew that.. " And the male on the screen just let out a chuckle. " Ah, you are kind of cute you know. " Deimos choose to ignore that.

Mikael Lima

Mika for short.

He typed. It was the first name that popped into his mind, and somehow he liked it for this guy. " ...What now?" He asked Mikael feeling a little stupid doing so. Okay, very.

[Virus Galore]

Say which flavor you like and I'll have it for you
Come on into my store, I've got candy galore.
Don't pretend you're not hungry, I've seen it before
I've got Turkish delight baby and so much more

He had woken up rather early today, which was something rather odd for him, since the young man loves to over sleep. But for some weird twist of destiny, Adonia had rolled off of his bed and hit the ground quite soundly, all of this, of course making the boy to be wide awake within seconds and a bump adorning his head, that he would had whined and pouted about if there had been someone around at that time, so why bother if no one will kiss his lil bump better? So the brunette had pushed himself back to his feet, standing there bare feet, wearing only some pale blue boxers that hang low on the boy's slim hips and a black shirt that was a size or two too big for him. Adonia throw his arms up in the air, letting out a big yawn, the corners of his eyes tearing some. Arms fall down limply to his sides and after going around through his things, the brunette finally decided what to wear, a bright blue tight shirt that that the drawing of a cute little bunny face on the front and the rabbit's tail on the small of his back area, and his favorite, yet old jeans filled with rips and holes here and there, but they looked rather good on him, and that was more than enough of a good reason to keep holding into them. Besides... They had a story together, so call him a sentimentalist but Adonia wasn't ready to throw them away. So many memories, both good and bad. Either way that was besides the point.

It was time to get squeaky clean! He had a train to catch today!

A smile soon reached the brunette's face as he throw his clothes over his shoulder and rushed to the bathroom. The bathtub was filled with warm water, and a few scented bubbles were added. Oh and don't forget his bath time friend! The terrible pirate Louie! A little yellow rubber duck, that Adonia had personally made into a pirate, how he did this? Easy, there is a thing named black permanent marker... And with that he give Louie the duck a fearsome eyepatch and a black beard along with a hook. After his bath, the brunette dried himself with a fluffy white towel, and slip into his fresh clean clothes.The towel was rubbed around the brown bangs trying to get them as dry as possible, and by the time that Adonia left the bathroom to go back into his little room and start packing. The young man give the tickets resting upon the nightstand next to his bed, along with some papers and the deep husky voice of his dear Benefactor as the man liked to be called played on the back of his mind. Adonia had a mission, and was quite excited about it, for two things. One, he was always more than willing to please the older man he knew so little about and two.. It was the first time he was going after twins! The mere thought made him giggle, oh he was so excited he could hardly wait! For some odd reason, the images of two identical bodies laying in the middle of a puddle of blood had his body cover in goosebumps and to tremble in pure bliss. Why he was so fond of the murdering of others? He wasn't sure, the teen just did.

For a part it was a good thing that he had fallen of bed, that give him some extra hours to finish packing, Adonia will only pack few clothes for a couple of months and all his dear weapons, though guns were fun, Adonia had a thing for knives.. Anyways, he didn't think this little mission will take more than perhaps two or three months so when the brunette was done, he start dragging his bags down his apartment along with the ticket and papers that held the pictures of his next target. Why the Benefactor wanted them dead? Adonia had no clue, but who was he to question his 'Lord'? Once in the streets he had to catch a taxi, that lead him to the station to were he will hop into one train and from there to his new home for the next couple of months. The whole ride there, was spent by Adonia annoying the hell out of the driver with his nonstop talking and yelps whenever he saw something like 'Look a tree!' 'Did you see that dog?!' and so on. The taxi driver was payed and in a blink of an eye was gone and Adonia couldn't help but wonder why he was so eager to leave, but pay it no mind and just shrug his shoulders as he looked over the complex where he will be living for the next period of time.

" Heh, Home Sweet Home! " He exclaimed and start heading up the stairs struggling some to carry the heavy duffle bags up the stairs and into the apartment. If he was correct, his room will be next the twins. Now, he just had to think of ways to get close to them and into their home.

All these suckers are not what we sell in the store
Chocolate kisses so good
You'll be beggin' for more
Don't pretend you're not hungry
There's plenty to eat
Come on in to my store Cause my sugar is sweet!

[Virus Galore]

Say which flavor you like and I'll have it for you
Come on into my store, I've got candy galore.
Don't pretend you're not hungry, I've seen it before
I've got Turkish delight baby and so much more

Hm? It was kind of suspicious, well at least for him, It just sounded like too much trouble for something like handing back a folder. It was just name there, a Cullen something.

All these suckers are not what we sell in the store
Chocolate kisses so good
You'll be beggin' for more
Don't pretend you're not hungry
There's plenty to eat
Come on in to my store Cause my sugar is sweet!

[Virus Galore]

౦ ℓooк ατ мє!


「Vɪɾgιʃɪo Cҽяątι 」
"Then they ripped away my memories and I can't remember who I was before"

XXXXXXXIt was hard not falling asleep when you had hear the same story over and over again to the point that, the once exciting and interesting story had changed into a sort of lullaby, luring Virgilio into a good gentle sleep. But today was different, for the ruby eyed young demon was on the verge of failing, and his father had already made it pretty clear that he won't allow that. The raven haired demon closed his eyes for a brief moment, as his father's deep voice played on the back of his mind along with his warning. It was enough to make a frown to appear on the young looking face. The voice of one of the females from his classroom made Virgilio snap out of his little daydream, if it could be called that. Apparently she was questioning about the choosing of mates or partners, and the young male couldn't stop himself from letting out a soft snort of sorts. Well, at least Caril let her down gently. The dark haired male wasn't sure why, but it appeared that if not all, at least most of the female population of his class and others were interested in Master Caril. Sure the demon was not bad looking at all, but it wasn't like he was the only attractive person on Earth. Surely there was something else for this, but Virgilio had yet to discover why. And to be honest, he had never really did any good research about it either.

XXXXXXXThe demon rolled his eyes at the next question. It was just common knowledge. How ignorant can one be to not know the big deal Angel blood was? It was not for nothing that Angels were hunted one by one until just a little amount was left, hidden inside the Forbidden Grounds and why some times, there are news of finding Demons dead near those areas, for they hoped to find and capture an Angel. Heh. It was funny to think how once Angels were all sweet and nice... And now, well, they could do thing worse than any demon would just to survive. Of course, they would never harm another Angel, well at least that was what Virgilio heard and knew. Though, meeting a real Angel would be rather interesting. Surely it would make things much more easier for him. Just drink their blood and he will be all powerful. Sure, finding and getting said blood won't be that easy. But, it was nice to imagine. And who knew, maybe one day when he finally graduates, he will venture to the Forbidden Grounds and get some Angel blood for himself. Perhaps just a few drops will do the trick. It that was the case, then Virgilio was sure that he could do that... Or at least he liked to believe that he would be able to.

XXXXXXXHis attention turned towards to Master Caril, as he seemed moved to draw some diagrams among other things on the board. "Copy these notes and diagrams down. They will be helping you discover what your abilities are, as well as what element you can master in. Study these well or you'll fail this class.." Hmp. He really didn't want to take notes, and decided to instead simply stare at the way in which Master Caril was playing with a glass of water for a moment before he too got bored and decided to glance around the room. Everyone seemed to be really busy taking notes about everything that was on the board, so the raven haired demon finally let out a sigh through his nose, keeping a bored and otherwise emotionless expression on his face, Virgilio reached for his notepad, and began taking notes in a rather lazy way.

When it was time to leave, Virgilio wasn't done yet with his notes, ruby eyes dancing from the diagrams on the board towards the crowd of his fellow classmates who where now leaving the room, all taking rather happily and some saying goodbye to Master Caril. Virgilio frowned again, debating with himself if he wanted to leave now or finish copying first. He decided the later once he remembered his father. " Don't erase it, I'm not done copying yet." The young demon said, not bothering to glance towards his teacher, his voice coming out sounding rather demanding, after all, he was not asking Caril to please not erase the board yet, but rather telling or ordering the older demon not to.

Hey I'd like to daze away to a
Place like no one has known
In a state of mind I could call mine
That only I could own
Where I could hum a tune anytime I choose
And then there is no such thing as time

[Virus Galore]

The Deformity!

●✩●XXXXXWould it kill me to breathe ?

● Y O U . S I G N . I T - Draco Von Kazakov
● W E . E R A S E . I T - Smile
● Y O U . B U I L D . I T - 20
● W E . B R E A K . I T - The Ringmaster's Assistant

Easy, only seventeen miles lay between you and me .XXXXX●✩●

● K I S S Y . K I S S Y . ~ ! - Huh? Not.. Sure.
● M A K E S . M E . H A P P Y - Draco is really not the nicest person to be around. He has a rather short temper and can get easily annoyed, and will act either violently or letting out a nasty comment or remark. Draco also is a person that is not easily amused finding most things boring or not worthy of his time, like attending social gatherings, participating in certain events and so on, though if he if it is needed, Draco will do it, not happily and not too willingly though. Draco can be always seen or at least most of the time sporting a bored or sleepy look on his face, but that is because simply, most things are not amusing enough for him and honestly, he has a sleep disorder, thus being tired most of the time for the lack of sleep he gets. Truth be told, it is hard to get a reaction from him other than anger or a smug smirk, he is kind of a control freak in a way, never feeling comfortable when he doesn't have the upper hand on something, a thing that triggers his more violent or nasty side. Most people mistake him for a shy person, seeing how he will always sit by himself and rarely talk to anyone unless he is spoken to first, rarely doing any effort to socialize.. But in reality, Draco isn't shy at all, and can at times be kind of blunt. He will just rather sleep, read a book or do his job as an assistant, than go chat with someone, specially when people are talking about things that he honestly doesn't care about and are pure nonsense that make his head hurt. He is quite smart and bossy.

Another thing about Draco is that he is a sore loser, never taking a loss easily and demanding for a rematch after rematch until he will come out victorious, and then he will rub it on the loser's face. While he may appear cold and oblivious to the world, Draco isn't that bad, he just have his very own special and at times awkward way to show someone that he really do care about them. One can say that he is still a bit naive. But he just has a hard time understanding and accepting other's feelings along with his own.

He likes to appear strong and fearless before other's and isn't the type of people who will ask for help that easily, while he indeed has a strong will and once he set his mind on something he won't rest until he finishes it, still Draco isn't as strong as he think he is, the boy dislikes and feels uncomfortable when he lets his vulnerability show. He is type to bottle up the important things that are affecting him until one day he just explodes for no reason.. And he hates when that happens so very much. He really hates not being able to control himself more than anything probably.. Didn't I say he is a control freak of sorts?
● H O N E Y . H O N E Y . ~ ! - Draco was born one day in February, he isn't sure what day thought, still he claims it was the 29.. Because it makes him feel younger. Since his birthday only will come once every four years. There isn't much to say about his past, because well, he doesn't remember much of it, one day he woke up in a hospital somewhere in Italy, how he got there, the young man isn't sure. The doctors and nurses didn't know a thing either, just that they found him outside the Hospital doors bleeding. With time he started to remember things, like his name, birthday, how he dislikes Flan and minor things like that. He tried to find his family, but no luck there. Along the way, he run into the Circus, and seeing how he didn't have nowhere to go, or anything better to do, he decided to join.

And with time earned the job of the Ringmaster's Assistant.

●✩●XXXXXI could take it if I had to .

● T A K E . E V E R Y T H I N G . Y O U . N E E D - Sweets and Baked goods
Horror Novels
Animals
Sleeping
Napping
Odd facts & Useless information
Being right/Winning
● T A K E . E V E R Y . P A R T . O F . M E - Loud noises
Vegetables
Being Wrong/Losing
Hospitals
Doing Sports
The color pink
Little kids
Cockroaches
Dolls
Mornings
Disobedience
● B E F O R E . I . L O S E . C O N T R O L - Every me Every you

[Virus Galore]

Another love I would abuse,
No circumstances could excuse.

I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind.
Sucker love I always find,
Someone to bruise and leave behind.

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Draco Von Kazakov

[Virus Galore]

He followed after the human, getting distracted at times by particular scents and stopping to sniff them before getting back to follow after the male. keeping his distance of course, he didn't fully trusted him. Reaching the apartment complex, Lukas limited himself to just glance at the guard there and enter the building after the male. He watched in curiosity as some doors moved to revel what looked a very small room or a box of sorts. He saw the human step in and the Collie just tilted head, Lukas blinked once and stepped closer sniffing around the entrance before setting one paw into the room of sorts. What was this place? It was weird and empty, he doubted that the human lived there. but then why was he leading him there? The collie looked at the human male before getting into the steel box thing. When it moved the collie gave out a

[Virus Galore]

XxX

►:►_______Crocifisso••Andrea•• Rossi Cervantez_______ ◄:◄
Angelic Guardian Azzurro [At-Su-Rho]

► Thε. ßåsïcš. σƒ. Lïƒε ◄

x - -x a.k.a ≠ Cross, he doesn't appreciate other nicknames besides that one.

x - -x Weapon ≠ Angelic Assaulter

x - -x Years Passing ≠ 18

x - -x Celebration Day ≠ May 5

x - -x I am ≠ Male

x - -x Powers and Abilities ≠ Feather Dance Attack (Launches feather like blades), Angelic Chain (Staff transform into a ball and chain) Feather Sphere Form (Traps opponent in a feathery prison) and last Angelic Twins (Staff transform into a pair of metal Tonfas with spikes along the length of them )

x - -x Pardon me for being ≠ Apparently, asexual

► Iηηεr. Wσrkïηgš ◄

x - -x It's Like This ≠ Cross was born in Venice Italy, where he spent the first years of his life before his family had to move to Rome, staying there until Cross turned eleven, that was when the family returned to Venice and things went downhill. Cross' father was going through some hard times and supporting the small family was becoming more and more of a hard task. Finally, he turned to what he thought was his only option so to save the family from a life in the streets. Yes, what he did really saved the family, but only for a while.. You see, he had asked the wrong people for some money, and in the end, wasn't able to pay them back. Of course, the Italian Mafia didn't took this too well, and turn to this option. 'Pay or be killed'. It was nothing personal, but that was just the way things worked. His father knew that.

Not having the money, Cross' father was murdered, right before his mother's eyes and in plain daylight. His mom didn't took this too well, and not being able to stand it, the beautiful young woman hung herself. And that was just too much for the thirteen year old boy who was sent to live with his Aunt Rennata. School wasn't good either, he knew people were talking about it, and he so very much just wanted to forget, and so, he started distancing himself from the other kids, which only seemed to trigger other kids to pick on him.

' You think you are better than us huh?'

A typical bully said once, in time as he shoved poor lil Cross to the ground. Now, that was it. Something inside the boy snapped,and with a frown Cross tackled the other boy. Fists clashing down into the other's face, only stopping when a teacher arrived. That day, Cross discovered something. The utter joy of fighting and the sweet smell of blood, never in his life had the boy felt so alive. And so, he started training, joining every fight he could, and becoming a bully of sorts himself. Of course, he didn't went around beating people for their lunch money, but rather beating up and at times breaking a few bones of the people who did that, or that simply got on his nerves.

In no time, Cross became one of the most feared persons in school that not even the teachers mess around with him, and simply let him be. But, one day when Cross broke some guy's nose for calling him short, his Aunt had enough, and sent the boy off to another country, in hopes that it would teach him to control that violent side of his, and just calm down so he could return to the sweet little boy that she knew.

And so he arrived his new home after a long travel. And things weren't very different, Cross gain the same title of sorts in school, and people tended to stay out of his way, which he liked. The only difference was that he was now living alone, and at times he wondered that maybe his Aunt just really wanted to get free of him. That thought hurt a bit, so he tried no to think about it as he went along with his new life.

Life was simple and he enjoyed that. But still, there was something.. That at times will come to bother him, as if there was something he had to do.

And then Nova appeared on his life, the boy was in his own business, on his way back home after a long day when just before his eyes he saw a rather oddly and feminine dressed person trying to save a bunch of people from a rather impressive car accident, by the smell on the air, Cross knew that things were ready to blow up. He found himself wishing that he could so something to help, and realizing that there was nothing really stopping him, Cross joined the odd hero of sorts in pulling people out of cars, but, his strength was not enough to help people trapped between twisted metal, and that was when he noticed a golden staff with the handle white and what seemed to be a angelwings keychain charm. Picking it up with a raised brow, the boy could only blink as time seemed to stop, his clothes vanishing and being replaced with white effeminate clothes, a uniform it seemed, with gold patterns. God, it even had some angel wings on the back, never in his life he had been so embarrassed.. Having a vision of that beautiful woman similar to the one Nova had, Cross discovered he was one of the HEP, apparently a growing group of magical boys, and the guardian of the Angelic Assaulter Staff, which allowed him to transform.

Still, Cross is not very happy with all this, specially the transformation part, but hell, he does enjoy the fights.

x - -x Calibrating Me ≠ Cross is really not the nicest person to be around. He has a rather short temper and can get easily annoyed, and will act either violently or letting out a nasty comment and maybe even braking a bone or two. Cross also is a person that is not easily amused finding most things boring or not worthy of his time, like doing homework, going to parties, participating in certain events, most people in general and so on, though if it is needed Cross will do it, not happily and not too willingly though, but he will just bite his lip and go socialize for the sake of HEP, though he won't admit it that he did such thing to help the group, but rather that he simply was in the mood for it, thank goodness this rarely happens. Cross can be always seen or at least most of the time sporting a bored or sleepy look on his face, but that is because simply he has a sleep disorder, thus being tired most of the time, plus most things are not amusing enough for him so to get a reaction from the boy. Truth be told, it is hard to get a reaction from him other than anger or a smug smirk, he is kind of a control freak in a way, never feeling comfortable when he doesn't have the upper hand on something, a thing that triggers his more violent side. Apparently, most people mistake him for a shy person, seeing how he will always sit on a corner in the back of the room and never talk to anyone unless he was spoken to first and will more often than not, ignore them, he rarely does any effort to socialize, the only exception is when he goes with the HEP group, at least with them he makes an effort...Kinda. But in reality, Cross isn't shy at all, and can at times be kind of blunt. He just rather sleep or read a book than go chat with someone, specially people at school who are always talking about things that he honestly doesn't care about.

He is quite smart, reason why he allows himself to skip class to go to sleep somewhere.

Another thing about Cross is that he is a sore loser, never taking a loss easily and demanding for a rematch after rematch until he will come out victorious, and then he will rub it on the loser's face. While he may appear cold and oblivious to the world, Cross isn't that bad, he just have his very own special and at times awkward way to show someone that he really do cares. One can say that he is still a bit naive. But he just has a hard time understanding and accepting other's feelings along with his own.

He takes comfort in knowing that he is one of the strongest HEP members, physically at least in despite of his short size. While he may have the brutal strength to fight evil, Cross isn't very strong mentally. He likes to appear strong and fearless before other's and isn't the type of people who will ask for help that easily, that alone can be his greatest weakness.

x - -x That's Hot ≠
Sweets and Baked goods
Horror Novels
Animals
Sleeping
Napping
Odd facts
Being right/Winning
Quiet time
Wandering around
Not being surrounded by people
x - -x That's Not ≠ Plenty of things. For example:
Loud noises
Vegetables
Being Wrong/Losing
Hospitals
Doing Sports
The color pink
Little kids
Cockroaches
Dolls
Mornings
Disobedience
'Woo' girls, you know, the ones that go around woo-ing for everything.
Closed spaces with lots of people
Weak people

x - -x Catastrophe ends with ≠ Heh, you serious? None.

► Prεšchσσℓ. Stûƒƒ ◄


x - -x I dance to the beat of my own drum ≠ The flower of Carnage - Meiko Kaji // Kokou no Pride -Takashi Kondo

x - -x My personal motto ≠ Like the cloud, I cannot be caught, and I go my own way.

x - -x Additional information ≠ His eyes since his 'awakening' constantly change from a blue-ish grey to amber/gold when he transforms.

x - -x My signature is typically signed in ≠ Black and Royal Bue

x - -x Pulling the strings ≠ TheSocialVirus

[Virus Galore]

『Buη-Buη』

Lately, Enrique was avoiding home as much as he could, but there was a limit to how long he could go on doing this, Bun had spent that last two days in a friends house. And he knew his parents won't bee too happy about it, so he just prayed that they both were out so he could easily sneak into his room and stay there. The brunette dragged his feet along the sidewalk, taking his sweet time to arrive home. And when he finally did, the brunette's eyes seemed to brighten. The post man had been here! His footstep quicken, until Enrique was running "Por favor, que ya me haya contestado" He said to himself as he reached the postbox. Since all the drama started on his life, Enrique relished on the letters he exchanged with his Pen Pal, really, it just made his day when a letter arrived, and lately he found himself depending of them to get himself through the day. It was weird how at ease someone he didn't know made him feel, and every day he thanked God for his school coming up with the Pen Pal project.

A smile reached his face when Enrique found the latter he was hoping for there, taking it, he rushed into his home, not bothering to check if someone was home, he simply ran to his room, throwing his bag to the bed and settling himself on the chair by his desk as he proceeded to read it. Ah. It was so good to hear that the other was doing good, and all the things that happen to the other. He let out a few chuckles at some parts of the letter. This was just what he needed. Though, deep down, Enrique felt kind of jealous. He wanted to experience great things with the other male and was jealous of the real friends that the other may have. He really wanted get to know him in person, and escape this place.

Letting out a sigh. Enrique took a moment before allowing another smile to reach his face and proceeded to a white sheet of paper, writing to his friend of the things that have happen in his life, of course leaving the problems he had with his family out, he didn't want to trouble the other.

"[color-midnightblue] Ah, con que decidiste regresar..." Enrique could feel his blood freeze as he turned towards the door, there stood his father. The old man stared at him with a frown on his face. Really, how could someone see their own son with so much hate? " Papá.. " Ah he had a bad feeling about this.




xxxxxxxxxxxxxLady, Lady Blue
xxxxxxxxxxxxxsin control, sin dirección
xxxxxxxxxxxxxla luz se fue, ¿a dónde voy?

no volverás a ver
la mirada triste
del chico que observaba el infinito

[Virus Galore]

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Luciel