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I have a formal name~ Kailii Leena S'gan
But I prefer~Lili, Lii, Kai, Icy.
I am one of the many~Ice Fairy
I have been around for awhile~Five hundred and twenty, but I appear to be about nineteen.
I am~ From Venus
When I romance, it is for the~ Creatures from Mars.
I have skills~

Sword Fighting
Long Distance Combat
Spear Throwing
Knife Fighting

And i have weaknesses~

Hand to hand combat

I have an attitude~What do you need to know? I suppose you can call me cold, no, not because I'm an Ice Fairy, but because I am a bit aloof. If you aren't important to me, I don't really care.

Okay, that was a lie. I am actually very kind. I always help people in need. Whether it be food or shelter, I am always here to offer such needed things.
In my past~ [Bio]
You may need to know~[other piece of info]
I'm controlled by [username] and my favorite color is
Icy Blue

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U-Um...Hi. I'm, Aria Lilith Fay. But of course, you can call me Aria, Ari, Lil, Lili, whatever you want really... I won't complain.. You can also call me Beauty or Belle. I am Sixteen years old. How should I describe myself? Well...I'm Shy. Really, really shy. As in, if you put me in a locked room with a stranger (even worse if it's a guy) I will not be able to say a word to him, even if he talks to me first. I'm quite kind if you get to know me and wait for me to come out of my thick shell. I'm very quiet too, and I tend to stutter a little, but it wears off after a little while. The only time I'm even a smidge outgoing is when I read out loud. It's like an amazing transformation...or so I have been told. I tend to want to blend into the background, so I wear a lot of darker clothes — I've been called Goth more than once. I don't flirt. It's nearly impossible for me to flirt competently and not make myself look like a fool. I tend to be a little sarcastic and more than a little cynical and skeptical because life has not been that great to me. Oh, one more thing. Sometimes, my bookworm vocabulary slips out and I sound either sophisticated or like I'm not from this time-period, sorry, I really can't help it. and that's all you need to know if you want to get to know me. My life's story would be I was born into the perfect American family. A mother, a father, and two and a half children. I was the youngest — thus being the half. It sounds like a fairy tale right? Wrong. When I was thirteen, my oldest brother got sent to jail, and the other brother got addicted to drugs. My mother got sick from cancer and well... Things went downhill from there.

My father decided it would be great to drown his sorrows in alcohol and decided to quit his job. After a while, he decided to try out drugs, he got addicted as well and would do anything to get his hands on them. I got stuck taking care of my father, we live in an apartment that's more than a little run-down, but we manage. Everyday, I go to school and try to live my life like a normal teenager, trying to forget that I have to come home to a horrible home. Oh, did I mention that sometimes, when he's really high or really drunk, my father beats me? Great huh?

And everyday, I try to keep an eye out for the guy that has caught my fancy. Oops, there I go, with my unusual words. I mean, the guy that I like. Too bad I don't know his name, but he is quite popular with the girls around here. I get excellent grades at school, but that's probably because I have no social life. go figure. I love books because they are my only escape from my reality. they can take me to wonderful places that don't exist, but could in my mind. They let me forget my responsibilities and my troubles if only for a few hours at a time.. Things that are okay with me are,
❤Books
❤Reading
❤Writing
❤Singing
❤Music, especially classical and heavy metal
❤Candy
❤Roses
❤Fairy tales
❤Love
❤Romance. But get this away from me!
☁Rap music
☁Country music
☁Drugs
☁Alcohol
☁Cancer
☁The dark
☁Small, tight spaces
☁Thunder
☁Lightning
☁My father.. God, I hate those things. I've been keeping my eye on this person named, Gaston. My sexuality is, Straight. Everybody has some kind of secret! Can you keep mine? I have a horrible sweet tooth. If you give me candy I will probably love you forever,. The mastermind behind me would be Princess Vampireska. Oh, one more thing. You can identify me this way, Icy Blue

[TRAGiC DiViNiTY]

New, and a bit alarming
Who'd have ever thought that this could be?
True, that he's no Prince Charming
But there's something in him that I simply didn't see.

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New, and a bit alarming
Who'd have ever thought that this could be?
True, that he's no Prince Charming
But there's something in him that I simply didn't see.

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New, and a bit alarming
Who'd have ever thought that this could be?
True, that he's no Prince Charming
But there's something in him that I simply didn't see.

A R I A FAY Aria shot up in her bed, her head hitting the bunk above her. She still slept in the bed that was shared by her and her older brother — the middle child. She gasped in pain and placed a hand over her forehead, hoping that swelling would not occur. With her other hand, she reached over and grabbed her glasses, she could see without them, but not clearly far away. Aria wore them mostly all the time, but she sometimes did not — it depended on her mood. Her world cleared up a bit from the thin blur it had before and she let her eyes slide to the blinking red light to her left. Her clock blinked accusingly, 4:45. Amazingly early, but then again, Aria was subject to the deadly thing called insomnia. With a heavy sigh, she got up and headed for her bathroom, grabbing her clothes on the way. Methodically, she went through her daily steps of the morning. Change, brush teeth, brush hair, put makeup on and leave. So, she pulled on a black t-shirt, black shirt with ruffles on it, high heeled leather boots and some black and white stockings. Next, grabbed her brushed and slowly combed through her soft, white hair. It was a natural white, but Aria was never sure why she was born with it. Her parents both had black hair, a beautiful, shiny blue-black — like a raven's feather. Sighing, she ran a hand through it and was more or less content with how she looked. She stood there for a while longer, staring at her reflection. Her eyes were a clear blue, but they were darker toned by sadness and regret. Her skin was a pale white — a result from not going outside and staying inside reading books instead. Besides, even if she wanted to tan, she couldn't — she part albino. Once she was done with that, she picked up her toothbrush and started thoroughly brushing her teeth. Luckily, she was born with naturally straight teeth — her father could not afford braces even if she needed them. Lastly, she grabbed her waterproof eyeliner and ran a thin line across both her upper and lower eyelid. Aria groaned and got up from her seat, stretching and yawning once more. Her eyes tearing up behind her glasses with the effect of the yawn.

A R I A FAY Aria came out of her bathroom, eyes scanning and ears alert to see if her father had gotten home. He wasn't, there was no signs of his drunken rage or high rampaging. She breathed a small sigh of relief and inched to her window, the thin, dark blue curtains were tightly pulled across the window. But behind it, the sunlight was bright — bright enough to blind if she was not careful. With one slow hand,s he pulled back one half of the curtains, that the other. The small room was now bathed in bright sunlight and she smiled brightly, the sadness in her eyes clearing up for a moment. Of course, that was all destroyed by a loud slam that came from the front of the house.
A R I A FAY"ARIA?!" a man's voice drifted into her room and Aria grimaced and flinched — her father.
A R I A FAY "Yes father?" she called back calmly, her eyes though held fear. She had not moved a centimeter from in front of the window.
A R I A FAY"Wh...WHERE ARE YOU?!" that was his drunk voice, Aria frowned and walked over to the door, her eyes flickering back and forth to make sure he was not wait for her outside.
A R I A FAY "Here Father," her calm, respectful tone had not changed. Aria eyed her backpack that was at the front of the door — always ready in case she had to run. Her father snapped his head around to look at her, his eyes were bloodshot and his face disgruntled. of course, after spending all night at bars and strip clubs, he was bound to be angry and mean when he got home. Aria took a step back as he took a step forward.
A R I A FAY"WHERE'S MY BREAKFAST?!" he shouted, his eyes widened and Aria flinched.
A R I A FAY"It...it's not started yet father," she said quietly — she had apparently taken too long to get ready. Aria tried to side-step him, only to feel something hit the side of her head and a sharp pain flooded through her skull.
A R I A FAY "YOU... b***h!" Aria recoiled from him, holding a pale hand up to the side of her head in pain. "AFTER I'VE...I'VE T-TAKEN CARE OF YOU, R-RAISED YOU!" he proclaimed, his veins on his forehead bulged and Aria knew it was time to run.

A R I A FAY Aria shot to her feet and ran to the entrance, picking up her black messenger bag on the way. Her father kept yelling at her, his voice chased her as she ran out of the front door of the apartment. Flying down the stairs — and almost falling more than once — she started walking at a normal pace when she reached the cracked, gray concrete. Pushing her hair in front of the dark purple bruise that was now forming, she hoped that it was properly covered — she did not want questions to be asked. As Aria walked, somewhere behind her, she heard the shrill screams of police sirens. She genuinely hoped that they were coming for her father, she wished that they would take him away and see would never see his b*****d face again. The sirens abruptly cut off and Aria sighed — no such luck. She kept her eyes on the ground as she walked, counting every crack and every cigarette she walked by — she was up to 250 cracks and 378 cigarettes. Another siren went off father away, she looked up to see some homeless guy walking on the street across from her, he was a local and could be seen begging at every street corner. Aria sighed and continues her counting. 379. 380. 251. 252. 253. 253. 385. It was hard keeping track of each number, but Aria managed. The neighborhood suddenly got better, which meant she was near the school. The school was a private academy — a place where she would have never gotten in would it not for the gracious scholarship that was given to her. She sighed and wondered if she would see him. She did not see him too often, but then again, he was the "Prince" of the school — the ultimate of the Populars. Blushing, she soon saw the Academy. Pristine white walls, golden lining, clean, perfect paint — the perfect school. With a heaving sigh, she opened the huge double doors and stepped in.

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Fay Lilith Aria

ι αм The Wave Girl


ιτѕ α ωσиdεЯful l׀ƒε;
I suppose you want to know about me... My full name is Aria Lilith Fay, I was born on October eleventh to a good father and lovely mother. This makes me sixteen years old, I have a younger brother, he is...similar to me in a way. I don't think you've met anyone quite like me. Oh, don't be frightened away, I assure you, I'm actually very nice. Just ask the onigiri, I am one of her best friends. Before you ask, yes, my hair is a natural blue-black and my skin is this pale. Most people tend to avoid me since I do carry some kind of Goth aura around me — I actually find it amusing. My family has always been kind to me, especially my baby brother. He has tried to hard to make me feel accepted, though I don't necessarily think it is the bast way to do it. You see, my brother has taught himself to curse people by using their name, amazing no?

My family? Well, I did tell you a little. I live in an apartment with my mother, my father and my younger brother. Those they have always loved me, I think my parents have a slight fear of me.

How am I different? Well, I can sense people's "waves"... Their feelings, everybody has a different signature wave — I can tell where the onigiri is by just concentrating on her signature wave. Most people say I'm psychic, though that would be interesting, I cannot tell what people are thinking — only their feelings. Their feelings attack me so strongly, that I am constantly in pain — slight or not. I appear and act the way I am because I have grown desensitized to certain feelings, and I try to keep my own in check as well. Most of the time, I am in the background and always willing to lend a listening ear.

There it something decidedly strange about the Le Fey family though, their signatures are very different than anyone I had ever met before... The aura they give off as well is unique. I have no idea what is up with them and the onigiri, but I assure you, I am going to find out.

ι αм му σωи ρεЯsσи;
(Two paragraphs of personality. Include how your character acts in certain situations, and around certain people, and the like.)

ι αм мε;
(A paragraph consisting of likes, dislikes, allergies, pet peeves, music, favourites, and the like.)

Princess Vampireska

||Do You Believe in Waves? ||

[TRAGiC DiViNiTY]

New, and a bit alarming
Who'd have ever thought that this could be?
True, that he's no Prince Charming
But there's something in him that I simply didn't see.

A R I A FAY Aria suddenly felt someone bump her from behind and cruel words were shouted in her ear. She cringed to the side as the young man ran past, his long, tousled hair made Aria instantly recognize him — the Prince.

A R I A FAY

A R I A FAY

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An Original Princess Vampireska Production
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✄ Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The bright white clock above the heads of four morgue assistants cries out loudly. The assistants are talking animatedly, they are all students at the local high school who are serving as the real morgue workers assistants. Their bosses are out on break and leave the assistants inside, ready to accept any newcomers that come to stay at the resting place of thousands of victims. The teens don't expect to get any bodies, there haven't been any new ones since a month ago. That's why it comes as a such surprise when the front door bell rings as someone comes in. A man, clad in black comes in with a gurney. And another. And another. Then another. Four dead bodies now rest in the lobby of the morgue, the man leaves without a word and the four teenagers are beyond bewildered. They decide to take a look at the bodies. As they unzip the bags, it comes as a shock when they see bodies that are no older than themselves. Pale, colorless bodies are dragged into the autopsy room for cleaning a draining. That's when...the victims wake up, revealing crimson irises that glow in the horrid fluorescent lights from above. On their neck, there is two bright red pinpricks that ooze fresh blood. They seem harmless however — one can even call them helpless int he glow of the lights, and the teenagers decide to help them — however mythical they might be.

Vampires are things of myth, or so the assistants thought. Until, that is, there are four vampires right in front of them. Now they must teach the vampires society, for it seems they have lost all memories of their previous life. And who knows, maybe they will fall for each other on the way.




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✄ Yes, my rules are going to be in paragraph form. I am requiring this role play to be literate.

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✄ Yes, my rules are going to be in paragraph form. I am requiring this role play to be literate to advance literate, what does this mean? I will trust you know what it means, but if you're a bit vague on it, literate means two to three well written paragraphs or more with concise grammar and punctuation. Typos are okay, I make them all the time unless they mess with the understanding of your post. Any chatspeak (i. e. OMGPLZGIVMEDATCHARRIE!) you will be automatically kicked out, yes this counts even in the OOC thread. Chatspeak is one of my major pet peeves and I will not tolerate it. Please try to use spell check (it comes with Firefox or use Word.) Each paragraph must be at least six sentences unless you are trying to emphasize something. When posting, please make the posts pretty and use 9 or 10 font, anything else looks messy and I don't want that in my thread. Are you still here? If you are, that means you are truly interested! yey for you! Continuing, When reserving, it is first come first serve. I will not deal with pathetic whining, if you don't get it, tough nuts. please title the reserves: "I hold the scalpel" for assistants, and "I am the vampire" for vampire victims. Yes, you are suppose to highlight the speech in between the quotes. For the actual profiles, please title them : "I Will Teach" for the assistants and "I Will Learn" for the vampire victims. When submitting your profiles, I will not tolerate celebrities like Demi Lovato and Miley Cirus. No HSM celebs either. Concerning scenies, no overwhelming makeup and no closeups. I will require a 100x100 icon of your character, there is such a thing as photobucket people! I am the absolute goddess of this role play and will not tolerate anyone telling me things in a rude manner, stealing or backtalk. You will be kicked out or reported if any of those thing ensue. Please follow Gaia ToS, such as no cybering, yadda, yadda, yadda, I hope we all know these things. If you want to kill someone, ask if it is okay with the other person. I can change and bend these rules to my will, so check back often. If you follow these rules, I will be happy, you will be happy and we will get along all hunky-dory! Entiendes?

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✄ Mister Quiet-{Username} (Falls for Miss. Outspoken)

✄ Miss Artistic-{Username} (Falls for Mister Rebel)

✄ Mister Flirt-{Username} (Falls for Miss Shy)

✄ Miss Wild-{Username} (Falls for Mister Proper)





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✄ Miss Shy-{Princess Vampireska} (Falls for Mister Flirt)

✄ Mister Proper-{Username} (Falls for Wild)

✄ Miss Outgoing-{Username} (Falls for Mister Quiet)





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[size=24][color=color1]⁂[/color][/size][size=18]C'mon And Scream My Name![/size][size=16][color=Posting color]{Name}[/color][/size]

[size=24][color=color1]⁂[/color][/size][size=18]As Far As You Know...[/size][size=16][color=Posting color]{ apparent age}[/color][/size]

[size=24][color=color1]⁂[/color][/size][size=18]But Come On! We Aren't Getting Any Younger![/size][size=16][color=Posting color]{Birthday and apparent age }[/color][/size]

[size=24][color=color1]⁂[/color][/size][size=18]Can't Say That I Don't Have To Feed...[/size][size=16][color=Posting color]{Craves Human or Animal Blood? }[/color][/size]

[size=24][color=color1]⁂[/color][/size][size=18]Truth Be Told, I got My Eye On This Cutie...[/size][size=16][color=Posting color]{Who Are They Crushing On}[/color][/size]

[size=24][color=color1]⁂[/color][/size][size=18]How Many Feet?![/size][size=16][color=Posting color]{Height }[/color][/size]

[size=24][color=color1]⁂[/color][/size][size=18]I'm Not Foolin' Anyone.[/size][size=16][color=Posting color]{Bio. 3 to 4 paragraphs. }[/color][/size]

[size=24][color=color1]⁂[/color][/size][size=18]My Acting Skills Are The Best![/size][size=16][color=Posting color]{Personality }[/color][/size]

[align=right][size=18][color=posting color]⁂[/color][color=color1]My Favorite Person Is[/color] [/size][size=16][color=Posting color][/color]{Username}[/size][/align]

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[size=24][color=color1]✁[/color][/size][size=18]Cake and Candles Please~[/size][size=16][color=Posting color]{ age and Birthday}[/color][/size]

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