Poptart Suicide
The cake=lie!?! D:
| Oh definitely. :3 |
  
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16.7% | [ 3 ] |
| NEVAH! ;-; |
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50.0% | [ 9 ] |
| In the game Portal it is! |
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5.6% | [ 1 ] |
| Pie is better! :D Me: -slaps- |
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27.8% | [ 5 ] |
| Total Votes: | [ 18 ] | ||
Mystic_Spirit1
Poptart Suicide
Mystic_Spirit1
Poptart Suicide
Mystic_Spirit1
Poptart Suicide
Accepted Profiles:
Ello! Tis [Krystal Lilacy] speaking!
[16] candles on my birthday cake!
Well I'm a [girl] of course!
I like [guys].
Beware! For I am a [witch].
I tend to act like: [She tends to help others so much that she forgets about herself sometimes, she just can't help it. She sometimes talks too much but she knows how to really listen to people's feelings.]
Hmm? My history? Well...[Krystal is the decendant of Sam and currently lives in the mansion with Violet.]
Shh, don't tell but I like [None yet]
Oh yeah! Here's something else about me. [She is still trying to learn how to control her powers, and sometimes messes up her spells. She enjoys wearing a witch hat just because she thinks it looks cute.]
Haha! I is smexy!
Meh! Don't want to be a puppet! [Mystic_Spirit1]
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Ello! Tis [Violet Levasseur] speaking!
[Sixteen] candles on my birthday cake!
Well I'm a [Girl] of course!
I like [Boys].
Beware! For I am a [Witch].
I tend to act like: [Hyper most of the times. Other times she can be flirty, or pretends to be, or just completely evil. And trust me, she's short-tempered.]
Hmm? My history? Well...[A descendant of the great Alexa, Violet shares a bit of her personality with Alexa. Right now she's living with Krystal, the descendant of Sam, and after some time, agreed to allow all sorts of creatures into their home.]
Shh, don't tell but I like [No one]
Oh yeah! Here's something else about me. [Completely adores fruits. Except cherries. You may call it a weakness, she calls it an addiction.]
Haha! I is smexy!
Meh! Don't want to be a puppet! [Lawliets Cake]
[Sixteen] candles on my birthday cake!
Well I'm a [Girl] of course!
I like [Boys].
Beware! For I am a [Witch].
I tend to act like: [Hyper most of the times. Other times she can be flirty, or pretends to be, or just completely evil. And trust me, she's short-tempered.]
Hmm? My history? Well...[A descendant of the great Alexa, Violet shares a bit of her personality with Alexa. Right now she's living with Krystal, the descendant of Sam, and after some time, agreed to allow all sorts of creatures into their home.]
Shh, don't tell but I like [No one]
Oh yeah! Here's something else about me. [Completely adores fruits. Except cherries. You may call it a weakness, she calls it an addiction.]
Haha! I is smexy!
Meh! Don't want to be a puppet! [Lawliets Cake]
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Ello! Tis [Ashliegh Leretto] speaking!
[17] candles on my birthday cake!
Well I'm a [GIRLIE] of course!
I like [MEN].
Beware! For I am a [Vampire].
I tend to act like: [she tends to act nice and funny]
Hmm? My history? Well...[dont like to talk about it]
Shh, don't tell but I like [No one....=(]
Oh yeah! Here's something else about me. [Im wierd as heck!!]
Haha! I is smexy! [
]Meh! Don't want to be a puppet! [Foxie Foxi]
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Ello! Tis [Wyatt Bleach] speaking!
[18] candles on my birthday cake!
Well I'm a [male] of course!
I like [boys and girls].
Beware! For I am a [Blood Daemon].
I tend to act like: [Wyatt is what you would call both sadistic and masochistic, and even a bit cocky. He enjoys pain as much as he enjoys inflicting it upon another. He cares not for his life or anyone else's, and this aspect of his personality makes him dangerous. He simply lives to live, and he rather likes to harass and tease others in ways that he shouldn't. Despite this, he is very intelligent. He doesn't apply himself to things that don't interest him. Straight up it would seem that he doesn't really have a wide variety of emotions, if any at all. Yet there are times when that is questionable. He is quiet and unintentionally mysterious.]
Hmm? My history? Well... [Wyatt was born to parents whom he never met. He somehow ended up at an orpahange, and didn't spend very much time there before he was adopted. He was spoiled by his new parents, but despite their 'affections' of giving him everything he wanted and more, they weren't close and never showed him anything like real love. He became withdrawn, and one day while simply messing around, he opened a portal and cast himself into the demon world. He was only about seven when this happened, and needless to say it was a frightening and long adventure. Three years later, he showed up home again, miraculously alive. Even though his parents now seemingly wanted to talk and get to know him and talk about what had happened, it took him five years to even say a word to them. Gradually he became more sociable, but he still remains weary of some individuals. He tends to wander away from home more often than not.]
Shh, don't tell but I like [No one, yet.]
Oh yeah! Here's something else about me. [Wyatt isn't very tall, standing only 5'3", quite short for a male. Wyatt has the ability of flight, physical transformation into his more demonic form, and the untrained ability to open a portal to the demon realm. He is both mentally and physically strong, and he is also very fast. An unconscious ability is that his blood has a will of its own and can become quite feisty when he doesn't feed or when he is physically in danger; it will also protect him by returning to his body if it ever finds itself out due to an injury, unless of course it is destroyed.]
Haha! I is smexy! [x]
Meh! Don't want to be a puppet! [Erasmos]
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Ello! Tis [Lexus Pantera] speaking!
[Twenty-Seven] candles on my birthday cake!
Well I'm a [guy] of course!
I like [Everyone].
Beware! For I am a [Neko].
I tend to act like: [a moron, or at least that's what my father always told me. I'm just hyper and overly friendly, but that's because I can get away with it. I mean, who doesn't love a pair of ears and a tail?]
Hmm? My history? Well...[My father never really liked me. He had his way with my mother and ended up with me. She died giving birth and for some reason or another he kept me. He raised me by fist and cane, but nothing he did ever broke my happy-go-lucky way of life. After I was old enough to fend for myself, he pushed me out the door and disowned me. I've been on my own ever since; getting a free meal here, taking up bed there.]
Shh, don't tell but I like [Everyone, but hell I'll be the first to say.]
Oh yeah! Here's something else about me. [I've been working on fire manipulation and kind of set thing a blaze.]
Haha! I is smexy! [Yes, very smexy!]
Meh! Don't want to be a puppet! [Foxx_Fur]
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Ello! Tis Saaber Alexandrea Naslund speaking!
Twenty one candles on my birthday cake!
Well I'm a princess of course!
I like toy soldiers and ballerinas.
Beware! For I am a Shape shifter.
I tend to act like: A child. Forever and for always I will be childish and fun and there is nothing you can do to change that. I love to laugh and run and scream because it's fun.. No other reason. I can be quite serious and intelligent, I just choose to have a more playful approach at things. Affection is something I am never running low on.. I could hug and kiss until I have restraining orders.. Kidding, but I am cuddly.. Like a kitten. Never will I hit or punch, I'm not that kind of girl.. But I will voice my opinions and snap at people if I am tired or angry.
Hmm? My history? Well... I was born the third child in a family of four children. My parents were extremely loving towards us all and sheltered us from the world. They knew many people were unkind to creatures that were different. Our family was full of shape shifters; our appearance was animal like, but adorable.. But we could change at will. We could be a cat, a fish, human in appearance or whatever we chose.. It was really cool, and it helped a lot when we would play hide-and-go-seek. Anyways, I was born within the mansion, and it was a haven for my family. Well, I was separated from my family at the age of thirteen and I haven't seen them since. When I woke up in the forest when I was younger, the first thing I remembered was the mansion so I headed there.
Shh, don't tell but I like Everyone and no one.. You'll never know.
Oh yeah! Here's something else about me. I can look like a human.. You know, flesh and all, and I use it often, but I enjoy my true appearance quite a bit.. Aren't I cute?
Haha! I is smexy! The sexiest!
Meh! Don't want to be a puppet! NARCiSSUS x NARCOSiS
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Ello! Tis Aidan Jonathan Kurr speaking!
Nineteen candles on my birthday cake!
Well I'm a gentleman of course!
I like boys.
Beware! For I am a neko.
I tend to act like: Shy; very, very shy. I'm not really good with social outings and when I have to speak to people I tend to slur, stutter and blush. If and when I warm up to you I become really sweet and gentle, followed by affection and trust. I'm an odd guy, but I've been told so many times that I am the cutest thing.. Don't worry about violence or yelling, I don't do that.. I'm really laid back and calm.
Hmm? My history? Well... I don't know much about my past. I don't remember my parents, if I had siblings, what my real name was.. It was weird. I was left when I was five years old, just placed in the forest and forgotten. When I woke up I noticed I had a backpack and a name tag that said 'Aidan'. That was it.. All I knew about myself was in that blue backpack and on that paper. So, the only thing I knew what to do at that moment was scream; scream and cry until someone noticed me. Thankfully it was a sweet old couple that found me. They raised me, gave me a new name and kept me safe until I could move out. So, I packed my bag and headed out to explore. While I was out exploring I came across the mansion, so I decided to check it out..
Shh, don't tell but I like I uhhmm.. I don't know.
Oh yeah! Here's something else about me. I like black clothing, warm places and sweaters that are too big for my scrawny body.. I'm weird..
Haha! I is smexy! Rawr?
Meh! Don't want to be a puppet! NARCiSSUS x NARCOSiS
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Ello! Tis [Suman X. Valkion] speaking!
[20] candles on my birthday cake!
Well I'm a [Guy] of course!
I like [Girls].
Beware! For I am a [Vampire/Avian].
I tend to act like: [Usually left out, secluded, enjoys dark small areas, is usually lazy and laid back.]
Hmm? My history? Well...[ Suman was taken away from his parents at birth by sadistic scientists, and was injected with avian DNA, which gave him his wings. He never knew his parents, and probably never will. When he was about 7, they tried to enhance his seeing ability, only for the operation to go horribly wrong, causing him to lose his Sight in One eye. At the age of 19, he escaped from the horrible place and went to school, trying to live an average life.]
Shh, don't tell but I like [--]
Oh yeah! Here's something else about me. [He Has A Female Pet Crow Named Valkyrie ]
Haha! I is smexy! [Suman X. Valkion]
Meh! Don't want to be a puppet! [Broken_Squeak_Toy]
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Ello! Tis Nyuu speaking!
Seventeen candles on my birthday cake!
Well I'm a female of course!
I like boys..
Beware! For I am a Diclonius.
I tend to act like: I'm hostile, cold and anti-social towards most, and I really don't like humans, although I'm constantly wondering what it would be like to be one, and I really want to be normal.. I'm sick of wearing hats to hide my horns from everyone.. I can be very harsh and distant towards most, and usually people try and avoid me. I don't really like being alone, but to be honest I don't trust anyone. How can you when everyone is constantly judging you?
Hmm? My history? Well...Being of the Diclonius race I was locked up in a top secret facility for almost my entire life, kept under constant surveillance in a vault, tied up in a straight jacket with this god awful helmet that kept me from doing the things I wanted to do most. See, the scientists call my race 'Two horned demons' because of the two horns that formed off our skull. We also have pink hair and pink eyes, and are generally of the female race. So far we don't seem that bad right? The horns on are head are linked to our telepathic abilities. The telepathic abilities is what gives us our vectors, four or more long telepathic arms that are used for destruction. Our race was only put on the earth to destroy humans. Our vectors can literally rip people apart.
I don't remember much of my life as a child.. I generally only remember being locked up in the darkness of the facility when I was a child. I remember though.. Being turned in.. I'd done something terrible, and then the police came, with these men in glasses and lab coats and then there was darkness.. And pain. The pain of all the experiments they performed on me and the others..
Shh, don't tell but I like -
Oh yeah! Here's something else about me. You can usually find me on the roof of the mansion staring up at the sky.
Haha! I is smexy! X
Meh! Don't want to be a puppet! KANNiiBAL K0RPS3
Seventeen candles on my birthday cake!
Well I'm a female of course!
I like boys..
Beware! For I am a Diclonius.
I tend to act like: I'm hostile, cold and anti-social towards most, and I really don't like humans, although I'm constantly wondering what it would be like to be one, and I really want to be normal.. I'm sick of wearing hats to hide my horns from everyone.. I can be very harsh and distant towards most, and usually people try and avoid me. I don't really like being alone, but to be honest I don't trust anyone. How can you when everyone is constantly judging you?
Hmm? My history? Well...Being of the Diclonius race I was locked up in a top secret facility for almost my entire life, kept under constant surveillance in a vault, tied up in a straight jacket with this god awful helmet that kept me from doing the things I wanted to do most. See, the scientists call my race 'Two horned demons' because of the two horns that formed off our skull. We also have pink hair and pink eyes, and are generally of the female race. So far we don't seem that bad right? The horns on are head are linked to our telepathic abilities. The telepathic abilities is what gives us our vectors, four or more long telepathic arms that are used for destruction. Our race was only put on the earth to destroy humans. Our vectors can literally rip people apart.
I don't remember much of my life as a child.. I generally only remember being locked up in the darkness of the facility when I was a child. I remember though.. Being turned in.. I'd done something terrible, and then the police came, with these men in glasses and lab coats and then there was darkness.. And pain. The pain of all the experiments they performed on me and the others..
Shh, don't tell but I like -
Oh yeah! Here's something else about me. You can usually find me on the roof of the mansion staring up at the sky.
Haha! I is smexy! X
Meh! Don't want to be a puppet! KANNiiBAL K0RPS3
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Ello! Tis Axel Browning speaking!
Eighteen candles on my birthday cake!
Well I'm a Male of course!
I like boys and girls.
Beware! For I am a Lycan.
I tend to act like: I'm very playful and goofy, and I love cuddling with others. I'm also something of a pest. I like bothering people. It makes up most of my time. I like running around. I hate sitting still. I don't see how people can sit still.. And do nothing.
I like bothering Aidan the most. He' so shy, I just can't help but pester him.
Hmm? My history? Well...My mother was the lycan in my family. My dad was a human, a hunter actually. Ironic. But one day while hunting he saw my mother and fell in love with her instantly, and gave up the sport all together to be with her. So, I guess one thing led to another and I was born. Part wolf, part human. My dad told me that no matter what anyone said, I was no monster and my mother taught me what her mother taught her. Never lose control, never harm a human unless they harm you, never reveal yourself to a stranger, always remain calm under pressure, and the biggest one, run. When I was in danger that I knew I couldn't escape, my mother told me to always run, run until you can't smell the danger anymore..
It didn't take long for my fathers friends to find out that he'd given up hunting, and of course, they were nosy and found out that my father had married a lycan, or a beast as they called her. So, one night, I managed to sense the danger before my mother could, so I rushed from my bedroom to m parents and woke them up. My mother became very worried, she knew always to trust that sense. So she and my father got out of bed and started to collect things from the house, and just as we were close to leaving, the door was booted in and seven men rushed in with guns, knives and fire. Four of them grabbed my father while the other three grabbed my mother and tried to restrain her. She clawed, kicked and snapped at them with her teeth, I was watching from my parents room, I was so scared. I was only six..
So, they killed my father first, one shot to the head, and then my mother was next, although it took another three men to hold her back, eventually they slit her throat. I was so scared, and angry. I rushed out of their room and bit one of the men on the leg, his blood flowed into my mouth and down my throat. It tasted so good.. But then I remembered what my mother said, and with that I threw myself out a window and ran into the woods. Being a lycan, I can run way faster than the average human, but no matter how far away I got, I could still smell the danger. It was the fear that was sticking to me..
Shh, don't tell but I like Uhh, no one.
Oh yeah! Here's something else about me. I've never lost control of myself.
Haha! I is smexy! X
Meh! Don't want to be a puppet! KANNiiBAL K0RPS3
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Ello! Tis Rin Taterasu speaking!
Candles on my birthday cake! 17
Well I'm a Female of course!
I like Boys and girls.
Beware! For I am a White Tiger.
I tend to act like: I am very sarcastic and I like to joke....a lot. I can be sweet and kind. But I attend to be a roughian, aggressive as a white tiger, as cute and sweet as a kitten!
Hmm? My history? Well... Little is known about me, Rin. Sorry folks.
Shh, don't tell but I like You'll never know, so HA!
Oh yeah! Here's something else about me. Non of your buisness!
Haha! I is smexy!
Meh! Don't want to be a puppet! Toxic_Medicine
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Mystic_Spirit1
Mystic_Spirit1
Poptart Suicide
"Alright then. The meeting has begun!" exclaimed Violet as she snapped her fingers. Instantly her hair rose up a bit, as if a wind has stirred near it. However there was no wind, seeing how the two large windows in Violet's rather large room was locked shut. Voices began to murmur as a stiff air filled the room. Violet looked around her room, her eyes showing only one emotion, pure boredom.
The many stuffed animals that had filled the room were lifeless, until now. They had begun to move! And Violet's face remained emotionless, used to their movement, as the ragged stuffed animals walked to the foot of her bed.
"Miss Violet, what is the purpose of this meeting? We had one just yesterday." a brown teddy bear asked in a squeaky voice. Patches of all sizes were sewed onto him, showing that he was made long ago, and needed repair every now and then.
"Indeed! Teddy is right." a black and white tiger spoke up, it too having a squeaky voice. Violet just sighed and stared her blue and black silk blanket, picking at a loose string.
"I summoned you to tell you that I no longer need you." Violet replied to her toys, who exclaimed in horror.
"But why?!" shouted the teddy bear, or rather Teddy.
"I've gotten over you. You're now merely for decoration in my room. Though I might be remodeling it." Violet stated, lifting up her head to look at her shocked stuffed animals. "Byebye." she muttered, before snapping her fingers again. The stiff air left, and all her stuffed animals fell lifeless onto the floor, speaking no more.
Hearing a explosion nearby startled Violet, and she looked at her oak door, wondering what Krystal had done this time.
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Hearing light footsteps in the hallway outside, Violet knew it was Krystal. Sighing once more, she stared at the dull blue wallpaper that covered all of her walls, while biting lightly on the tip of her thumb. Something she always did while clearly in thought.
A few minutes had passed and Violet moved her hand away, coming out of her thinking trance. Pressing a few fingers against the sides of her head, she closed her eyes and frowned, trying to fight an incoming headache. Luckily she won, for now at least, and removed her fingers from her head, returning them to her sides as she jumped off the bed, heading towards her oak door. Opening it softly, she walked into the short hallway and looked to the left, seeing the staircase lead to the third floor. Sighing for the third time today, Violet has finally come to the conclusion that she was tired, and far too bored to become her usual hyper self.
"Tis sad indeed." she muttered under her breath and headed towards the stairs, walking down as she followed Krystal to where ever she was going.
A few minutes had passed and Violet moved her hand away, coming out of her thinking trance. Pressing a few fingers against the sides of her head, she closed her eyes and frowned, trying to fight an incoming headache. Luckily she won, for now at least, and removed her fingers from her head, returning them to her sides as she jumped off the bed, heading towards her oak door. Opening it softly, she walked into the short hallway and looked to the left, seeing the staircase lead to the third floor. Sighing for the third time today, Violet has finally come to the conclusion that she was tired, and far too bored to become her usual hyper self.
"Tis sad indeed." she muttered under her breath and headed towards the stairs, walking down as she followed Krystal to where ever she was going.
Mystic_Spirit1
Poptart Suicide
((It's getting to me too. ;-; ))
Violet lost sight of Krystal and frowned. "Drat. Foiled again." she muttered, snapping her fingers. She looked around on the third floor, already knowing everything about it.
"Off to the library I suppose." she muttered, walking through two large wooden doors, which were luckily open already. Gazing at the dozens of bookshelves, she looked at each sign tacked on each shelf, telling the viewer what kind of books it held. Her purple eyes stopped on the sign that said Fantasy, and she walked towards the shelf, not paying attention on what was on the floor. Until it was too late.
"Gah!" Violet exclaimed as her foot got tripped on something, and she fell to the carpeted floor rather hard onto her right shoulder. "Ow." she muttered and sat up, her left arm rubbing her right arm, looking near her feet to see what she tripped on. A few books were scattered on the ground, and Violet groaned. Remembering that she had placed them there for some idiotic reason.
"Once again Violet hurts herself, because she was being an idiot." she muttered and smirked, knowing fully well that her statement was true.
Violet lost sight of Krystal and frowned. "Drat. Foiled again." she muttered, snapping her fingers. She looked around on the third floor, already knowing everything about it.
"Off to the library I suppose." she muttered, walking through two large wooden doors, which were luckily open already. Gazing at the dozens of bookshelves, she looked at each sign tacked on each shelf, telling the viewer what kind of books it held. Her purple eyes stopped on the sign that said Fantasy, and she walked towards the shelf, not paying attention on what was on the floor. Until it was too late.
"Gah!" Violet exclaimed as her foot got tripped on something, and she fell to the carpeted floor rather hard onto her right shoulder. "Ow." she muttered and sat up, her left arm rubbing her right arm, looking near her feet to see what she tripped on. A few books were scattered on the ground, and Violet groaned. Remembering that she had placed them there for some idiotic reason.
"Once again Violet hurts herself, because she was being an idiot." she muttered and smirked, knowing fully well that her statement was true.
Poptart Suicide