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Shy Kitten
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Shy Kitten
Gaia name: -Tempest-Flower-
Hey! The name's: Melissa "Missy" Banks
But people call me: Little Red
I am this many years!: Appears to be 15, but is centuries older.
This is what I am: Human Fairytale
I am one awsome: Female
Wow those: I am bi-sexual. There's a reason why my hood is red.
My ranking: Chosen One
How I got wrapped up: I wasn't always such a baddy, but after my grandmother was devoured, and the axe man left, the wolf's spirit returned and devoured my soul. I am now his puppet and right-hand man. Nothing will get in our way.
You will die by my: Twin blades
This is my tall tale: Everyone knows the story of how the Big Bad Wolf ate my grandmother, tried to convince me that he was still my grandmother, tried to eat me, and was then killed by the woodsman. But what you don't know is that my life pretty much went back to normal for the most part until the fateful night. As I slept in my bed I could hear a familiar voice call out to me. Try as I might to resist it, the voice pulled me into the forest, where little resistance was given for my capture. I had become the Wolf's puppet and slave. However, over time, his grip on my mind loosened, as I began to enjoy the carnage that I was both exposed to, and had caused. I'm not a little girl anymore, and I've become your worst nightmare.
Who am I? I'll tell you.: I often take on the personality the of the wolf, but otherwise I'm quiet and contemplating, and overly quite cynical. However, when I'm going for the kill, or think of death, I become quite insane.
Wow I'm smoking!:
Did I mention...: I've taken to dunking my cloak into the blood of my victims. The variations of blood are fascinating...
Gaia name: -Tempest-Flower-
Uh..hi my name's: Tobias Pembrook
I'm also known as: The Mad Hatter, or Toby
I'm old enough: Oh dear, such a personal question! How old do you THINK I am? Haha
Well obviously I'm: Human fairytale
If you haven't noticed I'm a: Again with the personal questions! I'm very much a man.
I'm into: Boys, girls, it doesn't matter either way, since it just means you're just as insane as I to want to be with me!
My rank: I don't get involved with politics (neutral)
Say hello to my little friend!: A never ending pot of hot tea that has been boiled to lava temperatures.
Here's my fairytale!: I'm the Mad Hatter. You should know my very merry un-birthday tale!
Well,I'm: perfectly sane....YOU'RE the ones who are insane!! Why is the raven like a writing desk? Are you the walrus? What makes you think that I don't have wings sprouting out of my ears?
I look like that!?:
Oh crap I forgot!: Since my time was always stopped at tea time, I have learned how to control it so that I can stop OTHER people's time for a brief period. Mostly for escape routes.
Gaia name:-Tempest Flower
Hello my name is: Tinkerbelle
You can call me: Tink...that's it..no more, no less
And I am this old: *simply glares at you, daring you to ask that question again*
My species are: Pixie/Disney Poster Child
I only have two choices!?: *once again, offended* Female
Gotta love them: Gross, why should I care about your disgusting human feelings?
My ranking : Bronze
I will kill you with this!: A make-shift sword small enough for me to hold, but will grow with me. I can change my size for and indeterminate amount of time, so I'm not just a "little" problem all the time. Also I have my pixie magic, which comes in handy all the time!
Once upon a time: I'm Tink, Peter Pan's fellow adventurer and best mate. I took him out of the mortal realm and brought him to Neverland so that we could have adventures and play all day, every day, and never grow up! We've even had a few good tumbles with the evil Captain Hook! Now we fight for the Storyteller, to keep Neverland, and all the other worlds around us, safe.
This is me: Well, you didn't hear this from me buuut, I can be quite nosy when I want to be. I also have a bit of a temper whenever Peter's paying attention to someone else for longer periods of time, than myself. I also sometimes have to be the "voice of reason" (think Navi), even if Peter finds it annoying every now and then.
Arn't I the fairest one of all?:
I almost forgot: As you all might already know, I have a special form of magic that allows others the ability to fly: Pixie Dust.
Hey! The name's: Melissa "Missy" Banks
But people call me: Little Red
I am this many years!: Appears to be 15, but is centuries older.
This is what I am: Human Fairytale
I am one awsome: Female
Wow those: I am bi-sexual. There's a reason why my hood is red.
My ranking: Chosen One
How I got wrapped up: I wasn't always such a baddy, but after my grandmother was devoured, and the axe man left, the wolf's spirit returned and devoured my soul. I am now his puppet and right-hand man. Nothing will get in our way.
You will die by my: Twin blades
This is my tall tale: Everyone knows the story of how the Big Bad Wolf ate my grandmother, tried to convince me that he was still my grandmother, tried to eat me, and was then killed by the woodsman. But what you don't know is that my life pretty much went back to normal for the most part until the fateful night. As I slept in my bed I could hear a familiar voice call out to me. Try as I might to resist it, the voice pulled me into the forest, where little resistance was given for my capture. I had become the Wolf's puppet and slave. However, over time, his grip on my mind loosened, as I began to enjoy the carnage that I was both exposed to, and had caused. I'm not a little girl anymore, and I've become your worst nightmare.
Who am I? I'll tell you.: I often take on the personality the of the wolf, but otherwise I'm quiet and contemplating, and overly quite cynical. However, when I'm going for the kill, or think of death, I become quite insane.
Wow I'm smoking!:
Did I mention...: I've taken to dunking my cloak into the blood of my victims. The variations of blood are fascinating...
Gaia name: -Tempest-Flower-
Uh..hi my name's: Tobias Pembrook
I'm also known as: The Mad Hatter, or Toby
I'm old enough: Oh dear, such a personal question! How old do you THINK I am? Haha
Well obviously I'm: Human fairytale
If you haven't noticed I'm a: Again with the personal questions! I'm very much a man.
I'm into: Boys, girls, it doesn't matter either way, since it just means you're just as insane as I to want to be with me!
My rank: I don't get involved with politics (neutral)
Say hello to my little friend!: A never ending pot of hot tea that has been boiled to lava temperatures.
Here's my fairytale!: I'm the Mad Hatter. You should know my very merry un-birthday tale!
Well,I'm: perfectly sane....YOU'RE the ones who are insane!! Why is the raven like a writing desk? Are you the walrus? What makes you think that I don't have wings sprouting out of my ears?
I look like that!?:
Oh crap I forgot!: Since my time was always stopped at tea time, I have learned how to control it so that I can stop OTHER people's time for a brief period. Mostly for escape routes.
Gaia name:-Tempest Flower
Hello my name is: Tinkerbelle
You can call me: Tink...that's it..no more, no less
And I am this old: *simply glares at you, daring you to ask that question again*
My species are: Pixie/Disney Poster Child
I only have two choices!?: *once again, offended* Female
Gotta love them: Gross, why should I care about your disgusting human feelings?
My ranking : Bronze
I will kill you with this!: A make-shift sword small enough for me to hold, but will grow with me. I can change my size for and indeterminate amount of time, so I'm not just a "little" problem all the time. Also I have my pixie magic, which comes in handy all the time!
Once upon a time: I'm Tink, Peter Pan's fellow adventurer and best mate. I took him out of the mortal realm and brought him to Neverland so that we could have adventures and play all day, every day, and never grow up! We've even had a few good tumbles with the evil Captain Hook! Now we fight for the Storyteller, to keep Neverland, and all the other worlds around us, safe.
This is me: Well, you didn't hear this from me buuut, I can be quite nosy when I want to be. I also have a bit of a temper whenever Peter's paying attention to someone else for longer periods of time, than myself. I also sometimes have to be the "voice of reason" (think Navi), even if Peter finds it annoying every now and then.
Arn't I the fairest one of all?:
I almost forgot: As you all might already know, I have a special form of magic that allows others the ability to fly: Pixie Dust.
-Tempest-Flower-
Shy Kitten
Gaia name: Callie Blackwell
Hello my name is: Alice Pleasance
You can call me: Alice, Your Majesty, The Blue Queen, but mostly I prefer Alice.
And I am this old: Quite old, I first fell down The Rabbit Hole in the 1850's, so, I am about one hundred and sixty. I look about twenty though.
My species are: Human
I only have two choices!?: Female
Gotta love them: Men, I suppose, I don't think much about romance.
My ranking : I am a Queen, although I have no kingdom of my own, ambassador from The White Kingdom to The Court of Hearts and have recently been handed the title of general.
I will kill you with this!: Vorpal Parasol, although I don't think I'm likely to kill anyone with it. Oh, and cakes. I keep a small stash of Eat Me and Drink Me in my purse at all times.
Once upon a time: In the far away land of England there lived an unremarkable girl named Alice. I'm sure you know how her adventures began, spotting a rabbit with a waist coat and chasing after it. And then there was the time the looking glass got all gauzy and I just walked through. Dreams, I dismissed them as, because it was that or get locked up. But they persisted, and I had more adventures in the world of make belief, or wonderland, or whatever it's going by these days. I crossed The Great Chessboard when I was seven and half, and was crowned then. I dabbled at ruling, but most people here are to mad to listen to what you have to say, even when you're a perfectly reasonable monarch. I've fought pirates and jabberwocks and boojums, hunted snarks on islands in the never sea, typical adventures.
Eventually all this fairy tale adventuring became far to much to balance with my life in England, I don't know what parents think happened to me, because one day I packed up my things and stepped through my looking glass never to return. I don't regret my choice, or miss earth, not really.
Anyways, this business with The Big Bad Wolf won't stand. I've grown quite attached to this world over the century. And, as one of the few people from the real world here, The Story Teller has awarded me the rank of general, since I know a great deal about portals and world jumping, and only slightly less about tactics. Although to be honest I think that job ought to have gone to The Red Queen, she has a head for battle that I simply don't. I'd rather just sort this all out over a nice cup of tea.
This is me: Is it? I've been replaced by a reflection once before. I am generally pleasant enough, intelligent, polite wildly curious, and absolutely unafraid even when perhaps I should be, I would like to think I am practical, even in the face of the truly absurd. I admit to having a bit of an ego, although the line between confidence and arrogance is thin and I tend towards the former, I can be awfully sarcastic, and when my mind is made up it is a difficult thing to sway.
Aren't I the fairest one of all?: That might be a bit much, but I am quite pretty.
I almost forgot: I'm learning a bit of magic, well, I'm trying to. I have a natural ability to create portals between Wonderland and Earth, but that only really happens when I panic. So I'd like some more useful, practical skills. After all, panicking is so undignified.
Gaia name: Callie Blackwell
Hey! The name's: Gareth, The Pied Piper of Hamelin.
But people call me: The Piper. I don't really care, call me whatever.
I am this many years!: Oh, old enough, I look somewhere in my thirties I suppose.
This is what I am: Human, despite the misleading fangs.
I am one awesome: guy.
Wow those: lovely ladies.
My ranking: Shade rank. I don't do anything up close and personal.
How I got wrapped up:Oh, that's a long story, and a complicated one at that, I'm wicked by choice, but I've been dragged into this whole war thing against my will.
You will die by my: Talent? I mean, I'm certainly not getting my hands dirty. Oh, I know, I'll feed you to a swarm of hell rats.
This is my tall tale: Okay, I'm assuming you all know about the Hamelin incident. It's a bit of a sore point with me and I've learned to be more careful with my contracts. But I've been pulling things like that for a long time. Longer then I can remember. My early life isn't interesting or important, just know that I was always musical. I could play the spoons and still charm tears from a rock. One day while practicing my pipes out in the wood I was approached by a strange woman (she later turned out to be a wood nymph and student of Pan, yes, Greek god of theatre critique and shepherds Pan) , so entranced with my music was she that she offered to give me lessons, teach me too surpass any human musician. I took her up on the offer, just for a lark, and she was attractive...What? We practiced every day for years, before I got bored of the little house by the wood and decided to travel, make my fortune. I panhandled for a while, making a living as a traveling musician, but lets face it, pest control is where the real money is at, especially when you literally control the pests. With magic bagpipes. Oh, didn't I mention that, I beat the devil at his own game and won magic pipes. They amplify the already entrancing quality of my music, summon rats in droves, from all foul corners of the earth. With out them I can only control the animals that are already there.
I'm not too jazzed about working with big bad. I've got this feeling that something apocalyptic is coming, and I happen to like being alive. But it's safest to ally myself here for the moment. So I'm just keeping a low profile until I can make a break for it.
Who am I? I'll tell you.:A con man, evil, a thief, a wicked sorcerer, people never have nice things to say about me. I won't argue that first one though. I'm a charmer at my best relaxed, talkative, witty, although my humor is a bit black for most. I'm also selfish, cynical, lazy and opportunistic. I've got a healthy respect for people who can pull one over on me, I don't like being swindled though and I'll respond in kind.
Wow I'm smoking!:Uhh, no. But who cares, chicks dig musicians. I'm a gangly thing, over six feet, perpetually greasy hair, swarthy skin, a nose like a hawk, and yellow orange eyes that people say reminds them of the rats I charm. Oh, and a hat, I have a really cool hat.
Did I mention...: Blanchet? No, I didn't. Well, old Blanchet is my familiar. About the size of a purse dog, he's a fat old albino rat that comes and goes as he pleases when he's not doing my bidding. He's got all kinds of magic tricks up his sleeves, but so do I.
It's also worth mentioning that I can play any instrument. Literally any instrument, and I can use them to control peoples minds. (You probably knew that, but I like to brag.) I'm not shabby with old fashioned verbal commands and mesmerisim, or slight of hand.
Hello my name is: Alice Pleasance
You can call me: Alice, Your Majesty, The Blue Queen, but mostly I prefer Alice.
And I am this old: Quite old, I first fell down The Rabbit Hole in the 1850's, so, I am about one hundred and sixty. I look about twenty though.
My species are: Human
I only have two choices!?: Female
Gotta love them: Men, I suppose, I don't think much about romance.
My ranking : I am a Queen, although I have no kingdom of my own, ambassador from The White Kingdom to The Court of Hearts and have recently been handed the title of general.
I will kill you with this!: Vorpal Parasol, although I don't think I'm likely to kill anyone with it. Oh, and cakes. I keep a small stash of Eat Me and Drink Me in my purse at all times.
Once upon a time: In the far away land of England there lived an unremarkable girl named Alice. I'm sure you know how her adventures began, spotting a rabbit with a waist coat and chasing after it. And then there was the time the looking glass got all gauzy and I just walked through. Dreams, I dismissed them as, because it was that or get locked up. But they persisted, and I had more adventures in the world of make belief, or wonderland, or whatever it's going by these days. I crossed The Great Chessboard when I was seven and half, and was crowned then. I dabbled at ruling, but most people here are to mad to listen to what you have to say, even when you're a perfectly reasonable monarch. I've fought pirates and jabberwocks and boojums, hunted snarks on islands in the never sea, typical adventures.
Eventually all this fairy tale adventuring became far to much to balance with my life in England, I don't know what parents think happened to me, because one day I packed up my things and stepped through my looking glass never to return. I don't regret my choice, or miss earth, not really.
Anyways, this business with The Big Bad Wolf won't stand. I've grown quite attached to this world over the century. And, as one of the few people from the real world here, The Story Teller has awarded me the rank of general, since I know a great deal about portals and world jumping, and only slightly less about tactics. Although to be honest I think that job ought to have gone to The Red Queen, she has a head for battle that I simply don't. I'd rather just sort this all out over a nice cup of tea.
This is me: Is it? I've been replaced by a reflection once before. I am generally pleasant enough, intelligent, polite wildly curious, and absolutely unafraid even when perhaps I should be, I would like to think I am practical, even in the face of the truly absurd. I admit to having a bit of an ego, although the line between confidence and arrogance is thin and I tend towards the former, I can be awfully sarcastic, and when my mind is made up it is a difficult thing to sway.
Aren't I the fairest one of all?: That might be a bit much, but I am quite pretty.
I almost forgot: I'm learning a bit of magic, well, I'm trying to. I have a natural ability to create portals between Wonderland and Earth, but that only really happens when I panic. So I'd like some more useful, practical skills. After all, panicking is so undignified.
Gaia name:Callie Blackwell
Hello my name is: Her Majesty Clarice Rosewood, Red Queen of The Looking glass Lands.
You can call me: The Red Queen, Your Highness, Your Majesty.
And I am this old: It's incredibly impolite to ask a lady her age.
My species are: Chess Piece
I only have two choices!?: Female. And I've met many people who are neither male or female, meaning there are more then two choices.
Gotta love them: No, I don't, I'm married, I don't love anyone other then my Husband.
My ranking : High Queen of The Red Half of The Chessboard, Commanding officer of The Gold Ranks.
I will kill you with this!: I could kill you with what ever I put my mind too, but I prefer the sword.
Once upon a time: Is none of your business. Needless to say I have, or had seven siblings, I was raised a princess. Crossed the Chessboard, Briefly considered becoming a knight, but I was always destined to be a queen. Sometimes I mourn those L shapes I will never be able to travel in, but rarely.
Finding the throne a lonely place I eventually got married to my beloved, if lazy husband.
Of course that's not what you want to know about, I'm sure you want to know about The War, not the one with The Wolf, (which I will get to in due time,) but the extremely civil, and I stress the word civil war with my closest neighbors and dearest friends The White King and Queen.
Yes, we get along. Yes we are friends. It's always been more of a hobby, vastly bloodless, but it's always been happening, and thus far no one has seen a need to stop it.
Or at least we didn't until this mess started. I will not have the stability of my kingdom threatened by some overgrown pup. And so I've called in my army to help re train the beast.
This is me: Strict, highly competitive, sharp as a tack, but not entirely without compassion. At times I am even maternal, I especially have a soft spot for little Alice and The White Queen. The general consensus on me is that I am a fair but stern ruler who does not suffer fools.
I admit as well, that warfare is a passion of mine. Not that I lust for blood or death, but it is another form of competition, and I excel in swordplay. I am always composed, even in battle. Aren't I the fairest one of all?: Perhaps.
I almost forgot: I am not the Queen of Hearts. I do not even like the queen of hearts. She is an over grown child and I have no time for her tantrums.
Callie Blackwell
Gaia name: Callie Blackwell
Hey! The name's: Gareth, The Pied Piper of Hamelin.
But people call me: The Piper. I don't really care, call me whatever.
I am this many years!: Oh, old enough, I look somewhere in my thirties I suppose.
This is what I am: Human, despite the misleading fangs.
I am one awesome: guy.
Wow those: lovely ladies.
My ranking: Shade rank. I don't do anything up close and personal.
How I got wrapped up:Oh, that's a long story, and a complicated one at that, I'm wicked by choice, but I've been dragged into this whole war thing against my will.
You will die by my: Talent? I mean, I'm certainly not getting my hands dirty. Oh, I know, I'll feed you to a swarm of hell rats.
This is my tall tale: Okay, I'm assuming you all know about the Hamelin incident. It's a bit of a sore point with me and I've learned to be more careful with my contracts. But I've been pulling things like that for a long time. Longer then I can remember. My early life isn't interesting or important, just know that I was always musical. I could play the spoons and still charm tears from a rock. One day while practicing my pipes out in the wood I was approached by a strange woman (she later turned out to be a wood nymph and student of Pan, yes, Greek god of theatre critique and shepherds Pan) , so entranced with my music was she that she offered to give me lessons, teach me too surpass any human musician. I took her up on the offer, just for a lark, and she was attractive...What? We practiced every day for years, before I got bored of the little house by the wood and decided to travel, make my fortune. I panhandled for a while, making a living as a traveling musician, but lets face it, pest control is where the real money is at, especially when you literally control the pests. With magic bagpipes. Oh, didn't I mention that, I beat the devil at his own game and won magic pipes. They amplify the already entrancing quality of my music, summon rats in droves, from all foul corners of the earth. With out them I can only control the animals that are already there.
I'm not too jazzed about working with big bad. I've got this feeling that something apocalyptic is coming, and I happen to like being alive. But it's safest to ally myself here for the moment. So I'm just keeping a low profile until I can make a break for it.
Who am I? I'll tell you.:A con man, evil, a thief, a wicked sorcerer, people never have nice things to say about me. I won't argue that first one though. I'm a charmer at my best relaxed, talkative, witty, although my humor is a bit black for most. I'm also selfish, cynical, lazy and opportunistic. I've got a healthy respect for people who can pull one over on me, I don't like being swindled though and I'll respond in kind.
Wow I'm smoking!:Uhh, no. But who cares, chicks dig musicians. I'm a gangly thing, over six feet, perpetually greasy hair, swarthy skin, a nose like a hawk, and yellow orange eyes that people say reminds them of the rats I charm. Oh, and a hat, I have a really cool hat.
Did I mention...: Blanchet? No, I didn't. Well, old Blanchet is my familiar. About the size of a purse dog, he's a fat old albino rat that comes and goes as he pleases when he's not doing my bidding. He's got all kinds of magic tricks up his sleeves, but so do I.
It's also worth mentioning that I can play any instrument. Literally any instrument, and I can use them to control peoples minds. (You probably knew that, but I like to brag.) I'm not shabby with old fashioned verbal commands and mesmerisim, or slight of hand.
-Tempest-Flower-
Shy Kitten
Gaia name: JAKattack09.
Hello my name is: Robin Hood.
You can call me: "Robin" is just fine. I may be an outgoing girl, but only those I'm close to can all me "Robbie."
And I am this old: I've been around for centuries, but I look about twenty.
My species are: Human fairytale.
I only have two choices!?: Female.
Gotta love them: Ladies.
My ranking: Commander.
I will kill you with this!: Bow and arrows.
Once upon a time: You know the story: my band of merry misfits and I would steal from the rich and give to the poor. I wooed the Maid Marion and took down the trecherous Prince John. Blah blah, blah... Jump to current times. I've lost a lot of friends because of this chaos, and, in fact, I have to fight many of them as enemies. But I also have to do what is best for Make Belief and protect those that I can.
This is me: I'm naturally a little bit of a prankster and I've been told I can charm a woman right out of her... Well, you know. But a lot of that is surface level. I'm more mature and clever than I look--I mean, I've had centuries to learn my lessons. I know what I have to do when I have to do it, and when it comes to others' lives, I don't joke around.
Arn't I the fairest one of all?:
I almost forgot: Nothing.
Hello my name is: Robin Hood.
You can call me: "Robin" is just fine. I may be an outgoing girl, but only those I'm close to can all me "Robbie."
And I am this old: I've been around for centuries, but I look about twenty.
My species are: Human fairytale.
I only have two choices!?: Female.
Gotta love them: Ladies.
My ranking: Commander.
I will kill you with this!: Bow and arrows.
Once upon a time: You know the story: my band of merry misfits and I would steal from the rich and give to the poor. I wooed the Maid Marion and took down the trecherous Prince John. Blah blah, blah... Jump to current times. I've lost a lot of friends because of this chaos, and, in fact, I have to fight many of them as enemies. But I also have to do what is best for Make Belief and protect those that I can.
This is me: I'm naturally a little bit of a prankster and I've been told I can charm a woman right out of her... Well, you know. But a lot of that is surface level. I'm more mature and clever than I look--I mean, I've had centuries to learn my lessons. I know what I have to do when I have to do it, and when it comes to others' lives, I don't joke around.
Arn't I the fairest one of all?:
I almost forgot: Nothing.
-Tempest-Flower-
Shy Kitten
Gaia name: Lisiqe
Uh..hi my name's: Alex Kaos
I'm also known as: The Cheshire Cat
I'm old enough: Currently unknown, after all I stopped counting. Have been told I look to be in my early twenties so I'll say 23.
Well obviously I'm: Demon Fairytale
If you haven't noticed I'm a: Male
I'm into: boys and girls, why pick when you can have both?
Say hello to my little friend!: My nails are sharp enough, but I do keep a few knives handy.
Here's my fairytale!: In and out, in and out. Do I have a tale of my own? No, but I do like to help or hinder others. I do not choose and therefore have made many enemies and many allies.
Well,I'm: Quizzical, Mystical and all around annoyance. I help or hurt people depending on my mood, one second you can think I'm on your side or to have it turned around the next.
I look like that!?: Don't I look amazing?
Oh crap I forgot!: I can turn invisible and pull myself apart at will. I can transform between this form and my cat form at will as well.
-Tempest-Flower-
Shy Kitten
Gaia name:Zurui Ketsueki
Hello, lovlies People call me Yume Storyteller
But darlings, you may call me: Yume or anything your hearts desire
Age is but a number, sweethearts: Old enough to know you’ve all been very very naughty…especially Mr. Big bad Wolfie over yonder
Sexy, don’t you think?: While technically, I don’t have a physical form I’ve become accustom to these two forms particularly the black haired male
My aren’t you curious: My species is something no one can understand, simply because I am a figment of the imagination, no no no, not a pigment that a color
When your this fine of specimen, gender doesn’t apply: No one gender, does me justice, I am actually adrogenous…for those who don’t understand the words it means I am neithier but both at the same time. I am an “it”
How could I ever choose just one: Decisions, decisions, gentlemen or ladies?....Really it doesn’t matter when where in bed? Oh did I just say that out loud?
Your making me cry, TT-TT: How could you not know of me? Your glorious ruler!? Am I really that useless?
Weapons? Do you really expect me to fight?!: Mostly I leave it up to others, however this does not mean I am powerless by any means…with my sword at my side and defensive & healing magic runs though these veins
My history, oh it was so long ago I don’t recall: N/A
There is but one word to define me: Unrestricted, after all I am but the leader of a dream-esquice world, if I were confined it would be boring no? I do what I please and no one can stop me.
I never forget anything except of course this…Opps!: Yume mind is a blank canvas and being keeper of the dream esquie world, Yume is easily bored and can often be found lounging, sleeping or materialize items out of nothing for sheer amusement. Yume is the type who does what “it” pleases. By the way, his posts are always in italics to give a stylish design it is not his thoughts.
BTW tell me if using Italics and the color orange is too much. Then I shall post up the profile once it been reviewed. I can scale it back to use only italics and black ink or orange ink and no italics...or stay as it is. This thing has got a lot of formatting to it.
As a header, because Ahri does not speak, I (Zurui) have given her a tablet to write on and am forcing her to use it at the moment.
Gaia name: Zurui Ketsueki
Hey!The name's: … … … stares off into the distance…Ahri
But people call me: Ahri, taps fingers impatiently without bothering to look up…Just see what happens when you call me something else
I am this many years!: Ahri eyes show complete and utter disinterest…Who knows?
Wow I'm smoking!:
This is what I am: Ahri yawns boredly…as her mermaid tail twitches flippantly…Use your eyes, mortals
I am one awesome: Ahri actually smirks, shouldn’t this one be quite obvious?
Wow those: Again, disinterest…however I’m quite ‘interested’ in the Big bad Wolf, perhaps interested isn’t the corrected word maybe curious, few have been said to actually see it
My ranking: … … … Plague
How I got wrapped up: Ahri crosses arms and looks slightly amused…Wouldn’t you like to know?
You will die by my: Cracks a whip and control over water. Everything has trace amount of it after all…And when I simply find it necessary to smack around people a giant Tuna
This is my tall tale: Well, it all started with Prince charming, who I will cauterize someday and that all you really need to know; Ahri smiles
Who am I? I'll tell you.: Ahri doesn’t even bother looking up
Did I mention...: Ahri crosses arms and looked clearly annoyed, If it isn’t already apparent, I’m don’t speak I am mute. However for your sakes, there was some mention about writing my message in my color, so you don’t have to read between the lines.
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Gaia name: Zurui Ketsueki
Uh..hi my name's: Nagisa “Nagi” Macaron
I'm also known as: People call me all sorts of names, however most know me by ‘Nagi’ there are a select few that call me by my full name among other things
I'm old enough: To have to babysit the idiots of the world
I look like that!?:
Well obviously I'm: Maybe it isn’t so obvious? Why not take a guess, here I’ll even throw you a bone because I’m kind like that. I have giant rabbit ears
If you haven't noticed I'm a: Morons, does is it really matter?
I'm into: Whatever I feel like at the moment
Say hello to my little friend!: A giant fork oh and pure speed to the point instead of slowing down time to a halt like my crazy delusional acquaintance Tobias, I can accelerate time…primarily my own, so nothing can stop me.
Here's my fairytale!: Why should I do you the honors of writing a bio?
Well,I'm: Not telling the likes of you, if that what you thought.
Oh crap I forgot!: Hmph, you’ll have to wait just like everyone else.
Hello, lovlies People call me Yume Storyteller
But darlings, you may call me: Yume or anything your hearts desire
Age is but a number, sweethearts: Old enough to know you’ve all been very very naughty…especially Mr. Big bad Wolfie over yonder
Sexy, don’t you think?: While technically, I don’t have a physical form I’ve become accustom to these two forms particularly the black haired male My aren’t you curious: My species is something no one can understand, simply because I am a figment of the imagination, no no no, not a pigment that a color
When your this fine of specimen, gender doesn’t apply: No one gender, does me justice, I am actually adrogenous…for those who don’t understand the words it means I am neithier but both at the same time. I am an “it”
How could I ever choose just one: Decisions, decisions, gentlemen or ladies?....Really it doesn’t matter when where in bed? Oh did I just say that out loud?
Your making me cry, TT-TT: How could you not know of me? Your glorious ruler!? Am I really that useless?
Weapons? Do you really expect me to fight?!: Mostly I leave it up to others, however this does not mean I am powerless by any means…with my sword at my side and defensive & healing magic runs though these veins
My history, oh it was so long ago I don’t recall: N/A
There is but one word to define me: Unrestricted, after all I am but the leader of a dream-esquice world, if I were confined it would be boring no? I do what I please and no one can stop me.
I never forget anything except of course this…Opps!: Yume mind is a blank canvas and being keeper of the dream esquie world, Yume is easily bored and can often be found lounging, sleeping or materialize items out of nothing for sheer amusement. Yume is the type who does what “it” pleases. By the way, his posts are always in italics to give a stylish design it is not his thoughts.
BTW tell me if using Italics and the color orange is too much. Then I shall post up the profile once it been reviewed. I can scale it back to use only italics and black ink or orange ink and no italics...or stay as it is. This thing has got a lot of formatting to it.
As a header, because Ahri does not speak, I (Zurui) have given her a tablet to write on and am forcing her to use it at the moment.
Gaia name: Zurui Ketsueki
Hey!The name's: … … … stares off into the distance…Ahri
But people call me: Ahri, taps fingers impatiently without bothering to look up…Just see what happens when you call me something else
I am this many years!: Ahri eyes show complete and utter disinterest…Who knows?
Wow I'm smoking!:
This is what I am: Ahri yawns boredly…as her mermaid tail twitches flippantly…Use your eyes, mortals
I am one awesome: Ahri actually smirks, shouldn’t this one be quite obvious?
Wow those: Again, disinterest…however I’m quite ‘interested’ in the Big bad Wolf, perhaps interested isn’t the corrected word maybe curious, few have been said to actually see it
My ranking: … … … Plague
How I got wrapped up: Ahri crosses arms and looks slightly amused…Wouldn’t you like to know?
You will die by my: Cracks a whip and control over water. Everything has trace amount of it after all…And when I simply find it necessary to smack around people a giant Tuna
This is my tall tale: Well, it all started with Prince charming, who I will cauterize someday and that all you really need to know; Ahri smiles
Who am I? I'll tell you.: Ahri doesn’t even bother looking up
Did I mention...: Ahri crosses arms and looked clearly annoyed, If it isn’t already apparent, I’m don’t speak I am mute. However for your sakes, there was some mention about writing my message in my color, so you don’t have to read between the lines.
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Gaia name: Zurui Ketsueki
Uh..hi my name's: Nagisa “Nagi” Macaron
I'm also known as: People call me all sorts of names, however most know me by ‘Nagi’ there are a select few that call me by my full name among other things
I'm old enough: To have to babysit the idiots of the world
I look like that!?:
Well obviously I'm: Maybe it isn’t so obvious? Why not take a guess, here I’ll even throw you a bone because I’m kind like that. I have giant rabbit ears
If you haven't noticed I'm a: Morons, does is it really matter?
I'm into: Whatever I feel like at the moment
Say hello to my little friend!: A giant fork oh and pure speed to the point instead of slowing down time to a halt like my crazy delusional acquaintance Tobias, I can accelerate time…primarily my own, so nothing can stop me.
Here's my fairytale!: Why should I do you the honors of writing a bio?
Well,I'm: Not telling the likes of you, if that what you thought.
Oh crap I forgot!: Hmph, you’ll have to wait just like everyone else.
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Shy Kitten
Gaia name: everglen
How's it goin? I'm: Alexis Michaels
Friends refer to me as: Alex
Happy Birthday!!!: 20
I'm just gonna say it now: Human...duh.
I would think it was obvious by now: Female
My heart rate speeds up: Both of course
My ranking : Um...What are you talking about? I just kind of ended up...here?
Bring it!: Switch blade, but I'm also pretty good with a bow.
So this one time...: So...I have absolutely no idea where I am, or really how to even describe what in the world is going on. How can I really describe what has happened? What is happening? One second I'm on Spring Break in the mountains, climbing and hiking with my friends, enjoying a much needed break from the dull everyday life that is school, work, homework, run, shower, sleep, and fitting food into that situation somewhere in there. It had been my roommate's idea--get me out of the dorm, out into the wilderness for a while, get away from the wreckage that was school. We had hiked up so high, and I had decided to go further. I wanted to climb...and then I slipped. I remember falling, skidding down a hill, trying to stop at any cost, but the next thing I knew I was in a darker and thicker forest, landing on a pile of leaves far away, and when I turned around, the mountain I had been hiking up was gone.
How people see me: I am insanely loyal to those I trust, but once that trust is broken I am one to hold a grudge and almost never forgive. Probably one of my best, and equally worst qualities is that I am stubborn and independent. It's a great combination, and annoys the hell out of just about everyone, but who cares? The only opinion I care about is my own.
I'm not insecure!!:
Don't forget...: Um...I have a fantastic singing voice?
Is this alright??? I hope so...I really missed RPing and I wanna get back into it and your RP looks AWESOME =D
Gaia name: everglen
Hey!The name's: Shadow
But people call me: Shadow. I'd prefer if you didn't veer off course of this name
I am this many years!: You don't want to know
This is what I am: Siren
I am one awsome: Female
Wow those: Don't really care. I do whatever I want with either.
My ranking: Shade Rank
How I got wrapped up: I have always found it fun leading ships into shallow waters, creating illusions of lost lovers, making men walk themselves to their own deaths, showing up on a cliff edge and have a man walk to my only to disappear out of their grasp as the fall down to the ground below.
You will die by my: Voice alone, but a knife doesn't hurt every once in a while.
This is my tall tale: I'm a siren, what more is there to tell? But, if I must. I am born of all the elements, not just water as many believe. I am light footed on the ground, able to immerse myself into the earth, play with fire, and can swim to the bottom of the ocean. Some would say that I have it all, but I don't. I have less than I wish. I was once in love, if only but for a brief moment. It ended sourly, and almost as quickly as it began. It was this act that caused my violent start. He had boasted about catching a siren, about bending her to his own will. He made others watch. Their deaths were quick and easy. It was almost as effortless as snapping my fingers together. For some reason I loved him, but not anymore. Love is for fools, and the weak hearted.
Who am I? I'll tell you.: Cold, unenthusiastic, numb....I don't know, and I don't care. Just let me do my job and stay out of my way.
Wow I'm smoking!: Hm, yes, don't I look quite innocent?
Did I mention...: Wouldn't you like to know?
And the Reserve (which I keep making AFTER I make the profile sweatdrop )
How's it goin? I'm: Alexis Michaels
Friends refer to me as: Alex
Happy Birthday!!!: 20
I'm just gonna say it now: Human...duh.
I would think it was obvious by now: Female
My heart rate speeds up: Both of course
My ranking : Um...What are you talking about? I just kind of ended up...here?
Bring it!: Switch blade, but I'm also pretty good with a bow.
So this one time...: So...I have absolutely no idea where I am, or really how to even describe what in the world is going on. How can I really describe what has happened? What is happening? One second I'm on Spring Break in the mountains, climbing and hiking with my friends, enjoying a much needed break from the dull everyday life that is school, work, homework, run, shower, sleep, and fitting food into that situation somewhere in there. It had been my roommate's idea--get me out of the dorm, out into the wilderness for a while, get away from the wreckage that was school. We had hiked up so high, and I had decided to go further. I wanted to climb...and then I slipped. I remember falling, skidding down a hill, trying to stop at any cost, but the next thing I knew I was in a darker and thicker forest, landing on a pile of leaves far away, and when I turned around, the mountain I had been hiking up was gone.
How people see me: I am insanely loyal to those I trust, but once that trust is broken I am one to hold a grudge and almost never forgive. Probably one of my best, and equally worst qualities is that I am stubborn and independent. It's a great combination, and annoys the hell out of just about everyone, but who cares? The only opinion I care about is my own.
I'm not insecure!!:
Don't forget...: Um...I have a fantastic singing voice?
Is this alright??? I hope so...I really missed RPing and I wanna get back into it and your RP looks AWESOME =D
Gaia name: everglen
Hey!The name's: Shadow
But people call me: Shadow. I'd prefer if you didn't veer off course of this name
I am this many years!: You don't want to know
This is what I am: Siren
I am one awsome: Female
Wow those: Don't really care. I do whatever I want with either.
My ranking: Shade Rank
How I got wrapped up: I have always found it fun leading ships into shallow waters, creating illusions of lost lovers, making men walk themselves to their own deaths, showing up on a cliff edge and have a man walk to my only to disappear out of their grasp as the fall down to the ground below.
You will die by my: Voice alone, but a knife doesn't hurt every once in a while.
This is my tall tale: I'm a siren, what more is there to tell? But, if I must. I am born of all the elements, not just water as many believe. I am light footed on the ground, able to immerse myself into the earth, play with fire, and can swim to the bottom of the ocean. Some would say that I have it all, but I don't. I have less than I wish. I was once in love, if only but for a brief moment. It ended sourly, and almost as quickly as it began. It was this act that caused my violent start. He had boasted about catching a siren, about bending her to his own will. He made others watch. Their deaths were quick and easy. It was almost as effortless as snapping my fingers together. For some reason I loved him, but not anymore. Love is for fools, and the weak hearted.
Who am I? I'll tell you.: Cold, unenthusiastic, numb....I don't know, and I don't care. Just let me do my job and stay out of my way.
Wow I'm smoking!: Hm, yes, don't I look quite innocent?
Did I mention...: Wouldn't you like to know?
And the Reserve (which I keep making AFTER I make the profile sweatdrop )
-Tempest-Flower-
Shy Kitten
spooksie
Gaia name: spooksieUh..hi my name's: Snow White
I'm also known as: Just 'Snow White'...
I'm old enough: Hmm? I'm much older than I can keep track of...I'd say I look young.
Well obviously I'm: Human Fairytale
If you haven't noticed I'm a: Female
I'm into: Anyone. As long as we get along well, I'm not picky. I am in love with love.
Say hello to my little friend!: Um, well I can sing high enough to break a glass...I can tell when something is poisoned by its smell, also. No weapons for me, I'm shaky with a butter knife.
Here's my fairytale!: You know the story, don't you? The story of 'the fairest in the land'? Shortly after I was born, my mother, the queen, passed away. I grew to meet my father's new wife. She had me dress in rags, and sought to end my life. A hired hunter led me to the woods to do as my step-mother had ordered him, but he couldn't. I was alone until I was found by seven little men, dwarfs they're called. Though, at first I found them strange, I was indebted to them, so I did all I could. I kept their house nice and tidy and their bellies fed, and took a liking to them very much. My tale twists down to where I was asked by an old woman to eat a beautiful red apple...with poisoned laced in its skin. I remember taking a bite, then waking up after being kissed by the charming prince I met in the castle's courtyard. He broke the spell that was cast upon me. And I was so desperate for love that I agreed to marry him. We live 'happily ever after'. Well...until he left...I managed to cope with my loss with the help of my dwarf friends, but I haven't been able to shake off this feeling of uneasiness. I still find myself in the routine of believing things too easily...
Well, I'm: Nevertheless a hopeless romantic; obsessive about many things. Though, I can't seem to doubt what others say, and I am awful at spotting out the lies and liars. I'm finicky with how houses are kept, I worry about it so often that I don't leave my own too much. I'm generally bothered, but kind and quite talkative when a conversation is friendly. I try my best to be positive, singing does help sometimes. I am very quick to scare, though...My fear is being alone and abandoned, but the dwarfs accompany me when they're home from work, and I have plenty of animal friends. Why, I've had so much time on my hands, that I've named almost every one I've met.
I look like that!?: Eyes open
Oh crap I forgot!: My voice is very light, and animals tend to follow me about.
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Shy Kitten
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Shy Kitten
Gaia name: Lisiqe
Hey!The name's: Marcus Radulf
But people call me: The Big Bad Wolf
I am this many years!: That is a secret, I'm not going to go around telling people how old I am.
This is what I am: Fairy Tale Wolf
I am one awesome: Male
Wow those: I'm not really interested, thanks?
My ranking: The Leader
How I got wrapped up: Evil By Choice
You will die by my: My powers are sufficient, that or I can sick Red on anyone that pisses me off.
This is my tall tale: Most people know my story, I try not to live in the past. All that you need to know is that I started small but after having lost to that.... woodsmen I decided that I needed to up my game. Right now though I'm in a middle of a war with The Storyteller.
Who am I? I'll tell you.: I'm the Big Bad Wolf, you fill in the rest.
Wow I'm smoking!: Sometimes I'm a Wolf, sometimes I look like this. Whats more important is that I don't deal with people. So most don't know what I look like.
Did I mention...: Nothing, I will say no more.
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Shy Kitten
xX-CUPPICAKE-Xx
Gaia name: xX-CUPPICAKE-Xx
How's it goin? I'm: Kimberly Jones
Friends refer to me as: Kim or Kimi
Happy Birthday!!!: Nineteen
I'm just gonna say it now: Um...human I believe.
I would think it was obvious by now: I'm just a girl.
My heart rate speeds up: Manly men
My ranking : Pardon?
Bring it!: My father always told me to keep a dagger strapped to my thigh.
So this one time...: Everything is sort of confusing around here. I wish that someone would at the very least give me some explanation of where I am. It seemed that I've wandered into something of another land that makes absolutely no sense. Oh well. I've never really been a big worrier, and I absolutely love to explore, so I'm not too worried about being stuck in an e unknown place. However, it is a little nerve racking knowing that there could be strange things lurking about. I guess I'll just have to keep my eyes peeled.
How people see me: Some people would say I'm fairly intellectual. I like don't like to speak often with the uneducated. Not that I'm a snob. I just think that stupid people don't have anything interesting to say. I'm pretty tough to handle. Any guy or girl who tries to sway me are going to have their hands full because I love to voice my opinion and stick with what I know to be true. Secretly, I'm a bit of a romantic. I read many books, and even though I'm very small for my age, I want a big, strong man to sweep me off my feet. Of course that's just a fantasy. That could never happen.
I'm not insecure!!:
Don't forget...: Kimberly stopped growing in 8th grade and stands at a measly 4'11".
How's it goin? I'm: Kimberly Jones
Friends refer to me as: Kim or Kimi
Happy Birthday!!!: Nineteen
I'm just gonna say it now: Um...human I believe.
I would think it was obvious by now: I'm just a girl.
My heart rate speeds up: Manly men
My ranking : Pardon?
Bring it!: My father always told me to keep a dagger strapped to my thigh.
So this one time...: Everything is sort of confusing around here. I wish that someone would at the very least give me some explanation of where I am. It seemed that I've wandered into something of another land that makes absolutely no sense. Oh well. I've never really been a big worrier, and I absolutely love to explore, so I'm not too worried about being stuck in an e unknown place. However, it is a little nerve racking knowing that there could be strange things lurking about. I guess I'll just have to keep my eyes peeled.
How people see me: Some people would say I'm fairly intellectual. I like don't like to speak often with the uneducated. Not that I'm a snob. I just think that stupid people don't have anything interesting to say. I'm pretty tough to handle. Any guy or girl who tries to sway me are going to have their hands full because I love to voice my opinion and stick with what I know to be true. Secretly, I'm a bit of a romantic. I read many books, and even though I'm very small for my age, I want a big, strong man to sweep me off my feet. Of course that's just a fantasy. That could never happen.
I'm not insecure!!:
Don't forget...: Kimberly stopped growing in 8th grade and stands at a measly 4'11".
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Shy Kitten
Gaia name: spooksieHello my name is: Peter Pan
You can call me: Peter, Pete, Petey, Pan, it doesn't matter to me.
And I am this old: Hey, hey! Don't ask me this, if you know what's good for ya!
My species are: Human Fairytale
I only have two choices!?: What do you think, don't you have eyes? I'm a boy.
Gotta love them: Love? Naaah, I don't care for all that mushy stuff.
My ranking : Frontline solider
I will kill you with this!: I always keep one'a these swords I took from Hook hitched to my belt. Eesh, with all those looney's out there, I'd be a loon now to!
Once upon a time: I'm Peter Pan! I have a lot of different stories to tell, but I think the one like the most is my adventure with the Darling kids. I taught them how to fly with lovely wonderful thoughts and a little bit of Tink's fairy dust. Off we went to Neverland, venturing through Neverwood forest and Marooners rock! Tales are fun to tell and all, but they shouldn't be too long or they're a snore. Let's just say, that crocodile with the clock in her belly really took a toll on that good-for-nothin' Captain Hook in the end. Serves him right!
This is me: Me? Well, I am braver than no other, there's no doubt about that. That's right, I look danger right in the eyes, and laugh, even! I have no problems with being proud or having fun, and I think everyone should know it. 'Scary' things don't really bother me at all, only certain other stuff. I wouldn't ever tell you what they are, though. Others say I get 'riled up too much' and 'misunderstand things too easily', but, gah, what do they know? What's most important to me is adventure, justice, and never growing up.
Arn't I the fairest one of all?: Sure I am. I've got pointy ears, too, and I almost always wear my best hat.
I almost forgot: There's lots of things I can do. Only when I'm in a good mood can I imagine up easy-to-imagine things, like food and flutes. My tricky shadow can detach itself from my body if I don't sew it back good. I lose track of the dang thing often. Oh, I can fly, too. Can you?
Gaia name: spooksie
Uh..hi my name's: Cheshire Cat
I'm also known as: Nicknames are just nicknames, call me what you will.
I'm old enough: To be your eldest great-grandfather, indubitably. I do not care for keeping track of time, however, that's the 'ol White Rabbit's job. As for how old I look, that is up to whoever owns the eye staring at me.
Well obviously I'm: A magical cat man, a man cat. A magical man who, is also a cat.
If you haven't noticed I'm a: Cat man, please take note my rather striking beard...are you looking? You best be looking.
I'm into: There are more imperative things to address than what gender I choose to mingle with.
Say hello to my little friend!: Outsized, robust claws that, unfortunately, make plucking up tiny items up a rather difficult task...
Here's my fairytale!: I was simply an accomplice to Alice's ploy against the queen, I have no tale to tell. Though, I aspire to write one for myself quite soon, one way or another. Even I have no idea what my brain is plotting just yet, it, like others, has a mind of its own from time to time.
Well, I'm: A...tricky, calm and chatty fellow, both a friend and an enemy; always a lover of riddles. I'm usually beaming and seemingly unconcerned, even though I can decipher how sad this life can be. Mm, yes, I enjoy taking minds apart and putting them back together, it does not matter whose head it is as long as it is not broken, you see. And I apply the same practice to plans. It's entertaining to watch them slip; it's amusing to witness the conclusions they will craft. Cause and effect is a good friend of mine, knowledge is as well. I hate to be ignorant of the truths that lie beneath something unreadable, but it's nice to have a challenge every once in awhile, is it not?
I look like that!?: Are you still looking at my beard? Good.
Oh crap I forgot!: I am an illusionist. Oh, you know, I can turn invisible, imagine up spiders, separate my head from my neck...I can also transform into an adorable cat.
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Shy Kitten
Gaia name: xDaishoxHow's it goin? I'm: Cain Reiner
Friends refer to me as: Cain
Happy Birthday!!!: 20
I'm just gonna say it now: Human
I would think it was obvious by now: Male
My heart rate speeds up: I like who I like
My ranking : A peddler
Bring it!: I just have this gun I stole, and a dagger
So this one time...: My parents were the idiot consumers of this world, following and not leading. They weren't strong. I left as a teen and met up with one of the best friends I would ever have, Abel Reed. He invited me in where I began to in the underworld of the city. They treated us like s**t for two years though and worked us like dogs until I'd had enough. We were comrades though - the best of them, and a real force to be reckoned with. I devised a plan to raise our standing in the drug world. We gathered a small following, mostly my people, but Abel insisted he had ones he trusted. He was always too trusting. There was a rat, and I should have seen him. On our big night we were ambushed, and most killed. I have a lot of regrets about what happened that night, my biggest being that I didn't do everything I could to save him. I stole what of the drugs I could get and finally managed to find a safe place to sleep. When I woke up though, I was in this cracked up world.
How people see me: A lot of people referred to me as different things. A screw up, a s**t head, a druggie. I call them all sheep. The world is a shitty place where the strong take advantage of the weak. You can only get anywhere if you break some rules and take what you want. I disobey that stupid order of 'authority' and succeed because I'm tactful and resourceful. I like to have a good time but things like money tend to get in the way. I've always been independent, but I do like to have a companion who I can confide and trust in. Above everything else I value intelligence, ambition and realistic thinkers. If I was asked to describe myself in one word I would choose realistic.
Don't forget...: I have a picture of my late partner that I always have with me
Gaia name: xDaishoxHey!The name's: Aleaume Fauré of Clarimond
But people call me: Aleaume, Puss in Boots or Cat.
I am this many years!: Well it has sure been awhile, But I still look 23 do I not?
This is what I am: Cat
I am one awsome: Male
Wow those: I'm not that particular
My ranking: Chosen
How I got wrapped up: Well as you all know I was the gift to my Master - the third born son. I gave him a castle, and lands, a beautiful princess and a good life for myself. Well, things went downhill after that, and for interrupting my life of luxury I've chosen to aid the Big Baddie with things.
You will die by my: Sword and dagger
This is my tall tale: Well most of you know it already. I grew up in France, surviving off of various scraps. I fashioned my wits there, and became formidable most with my mind, and just as close with my claws. This was until my talent was recognized by a lady. She gave me to her son, and I received my boots. The set is the tired old true tale, until I was thrown out. I sought out the Wolf - a tricky fellow to find - and joined with his causes.
Who am I? I'll tell you.: Sociable, yet unsociable. Energetic, yet lazy. Pleasant yet deceitful, and above all else cunning. I am quite flexible and light on my feet, and am a good sneaker. I have good vision in the dark and quick reflexes.
Did I mention...: I hate pet names