Nintendoids

[Nintendraw]

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Here be my post style test thread. I don't make my posts available online prior to posting them; this merely holds all the blank post styles I've made over the years, as well as some of the tools I've used to make them. Every post style comes with a heading and a code and generally follows this pattern: Action, "Dialogue" or Dialogue, phone texts, thoughts/telepathy Foreign >> Translation.

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[Nintendraw]

Post Style Trinkets and Tools

Useful Links

Coolors.co
Lorem Ipsum Generator
Art Resource (includes tutorials and artist tools)
Cody17 Brushes, RedHeadStock Brushes
DA Icons 1, DA Icons 2
PoseVaults
Fonts, More Fonts
JPN Emotes
PicMonkey
Symbol Dictionary (Biggest Ever!)
I Write Like
Fancy Text Generators: Webestools, Mallubar, Jamfoo, LingoJam,

Useful Tips

• Display BBCodes without [code] by interrupting code to be displayed with a complete code: [[i][/i]b]
  
• In forums, [color] codes are stackable; the next unclosed [color] is the visible color.
  
• "Chatplay" layouts are extremely simplistic and may have an "avatar" image, decorative images (urgh), and a centered "bottom of speech bubble" graphic as a footer. Can include "statuses" and so on. Not my graphic, nor will I likely make anything like this soon.
  
• [imgright]small white horizontal bar graphic[/imgright][align=right][align=left] TEXT [/align][/align] compresses text between a left and a right margin; reversing the aligns reverses the text orientation between the margins. Useful for right-aligning pics and adding right-side indents too.
  
• GIMP Clipping Mask: Paint shape, Alpha to Selection, Ctrl+C and Ctrl+V on layer mask (Black = Transparency) on LAYER TO BE CLIPPED, anchor, manipulate. source
  
• (More maybe?)

Models

WhyNotModels

Atesh Salih
James Crabtree
Caspar Peteus
Kevin Flamme
Mattias Regonaschi
Simon Tham
Axel Hernann (Boss)
Rico Genest (Death)

Chadwick Models

Griffin Avis Foster
Jason Tryiglyne (Boss)
Luke

Storm Models
Amanda
Louisa Models
Leandro Lima
Male Celeb Bio

Braeden Wright
Andrea Denver
Pietro Boselli
Chris Delbeck
Brandon Lipchik
Kaylan Morgan

The Wall Group
Maria-Amanda
Ferrohanc (scenery too)
Mortumrex
Zhao Lei
Enormous List
Black Face Claims


Colin Donoghue
David Giuntoli
Imran Abbas
Irino Miyu
Gackt
Hyde
Enrique Palacios
Ashley Benson
David Llavador Monzo
Jacey Elthalion
Josephine Skriver
Dylan O'Brien
Ben Allen
Matthias Streitweiser
Mike He
Brad Pitt
Janos Molnar
Miranda Kerr
Matt Lanter
Niece Waidhofer
Ryan Ashton
"Yui"
Girls Generation (Kpop): Jessica Jung
EXO (Kpop): Suho, Sehun, Tao, Luhan, Kris

Leejun, LaElizo, Omupied, Sandara, GerryArthur, Nathie, TraceTincin, Xenias-Pathompong
La Corda d'Oro
League of Angels/R2 Games
Meadowhaven (DA)
Uta no Prince-sama
Michael O AMALGAMATEs
JimP4ensen (DA)
League of Angels
Seychelles
America
Cryptid
Wand of Fortune
Zelda
Vocaloid
Hetalia
Genos (One-Punch Man)
Mizuki (Destiny Ninja)
Levi (Attack on Titan)

Names

List

Elbereth
Gilthoniel
Kieran (Halcyon)
Cydney Albatross
Yuki Minami Kyohara
Lien Phuong Nguyen
(Prince) William Henry Spencer
Michael Arlington
Eric Lane
Castiel Archange
Gabriel Angelo
Juno Starkk

Colors

Ultimate Color Guide

▅▅▅▅▅ « red
▅▅▅▅▅ « tomato
▅▅▅▅▅ « crimson
▅▅▅▅▅ « #D44942
▅▅▅▅▅ « #f13b47
▅▅▅▅▅ « #EE6363
▅▅▅▅▅ « #EEA2AD
▅▅▅▅▅ « firebrick
▅▅▅▅▅ « indianred
▅▅▅▅▅ « #A52A2A
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkred
▅▅▅▅▅ « maroon
▅▅▅▅▅ « brown
▅▅▅▅▅ « palegoldenrod
▅▅▅▅▅ « khaki
▅▅▅▅▅ « wheat
▅▅▅▅▅ « tan
▅▅▅▅▅ « sienna
▅▅▅▅▅ « sandybrown
▅▅▅▅▅ « saddlebrown
▅▅▅▅▅ « rosybrown
▅▅▅▅▅ « peru
▅▅▅▅▅ « peachpuff
▅▅▅▅▅ « moccasin
▅▅▅▅▅ « burlywood
▅▅▅▅▅ « chocolate
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkgoldenrod
▅▅▅▅▅ « lightcoral
▅▅▅▅▅ « coral
▅▅▅▅▅ « lightsalmon
▅▅▅▅▅ « salmon
▅▅▅▅▅ « darksalmon
▅▅▅▅▅ « orangered
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkorange
▅▅▅▅▅ « orange
▅▅▅▅▅ « sandybrown
▅▅▅▅▅ « goldenrod
▅▅▅▅▅ « gold
▅▅▅▅▅ « yellow
▅▅▅▅▅ « greenyellow
▅▅▅▅▅ « yellowgreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « palegreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « lightgreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « lawngreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « chartreuse
▅▅▅▅▅ « lime
▅▅▅▅▅ « springgreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « mediumspringgreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « limegreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « green
▅▅▅▅▅ « forestgreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkgreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « seagreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « mediumseagreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkseagreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « olive
▅▅▅▅▅ « olivedrab
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkolivegreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « lightcyan
▅▅▅▅▅ « paleturquoise
▅▅▅▅▅ « lightblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « #C6E2FF
▅▅▅▅▅ « lightsteelblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « powderblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « cyan
▅▅▅▅▅ « aqua
▅▅▅▅▅ « aquamarine
▅▅▅▅▅ « turquoise
▅▅▅▅▅ « lightskyblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « skyblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « #BDFCC9
▅▅▅▅▅ « mediumaquamarine
▅▅▅▅▅ « mediumturquoise
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkturquoise
▅▅▅▅▅ « deepskyblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « cadetblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « cornflowerblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « steelblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « slateblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « mediumslateblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « royalblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « dodgerblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « #33A1C9
▅▅▅▅▅ « #63B8FF
▅▅▅▅▅ « lightseagreen
▅▅▅▅▅ « teal
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkcyan
▅▅▅▅▅ « blue
▅▅▅▅▅ « mediumblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « #3D59AB
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkslateblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « navy
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « midnightblue
▅▅▅▅▅ « indigo
▅▅▅▅▅ « blueviolet
▅▅▅▅▅ « mediumpurple
▅▅▅▅▅ « mediumorchid
▅▅▅▅▅ « #7e587e
▅▅▅▅▅ « purple
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkmagenta
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkviolet
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkorchid
▅▅▅▅▅ « lavender
▅▅▅▅▅ « thistle
▅▅▅▅▅ « plum
▅▅▅▅▅ « violet
▅▅▅▅▅ « orchid
▅▅▅▅▅ « fuchsia
▅▅▅▅▅ « magenta
▅▅▅▅▅ « #FF3E96
▅▅▅▅▅ « pink
▅▅▅▅▅ « lightpink
▅▅▅▅▅ « #C67171
▅▅▅▅▅ « palevioletred
▅▅▅▅▅ « mediumvioletred
▅▅▅▅▅ « hotpink
▅▅▅▅▅ « deepink
▅▅▅▅▅ « silver
▅▅▅▅▅ « lightslategray
▅▅▅▅▅ « gainsboro
▅▅▅▅▅ « lightgrey
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkgray
▅▅▅▅▅ « gray
▅▅▅▅▅ « dimgray
▅▅▅▅▅ « darkslategray
▅▅▅▅▅ « white

▅▅▅▅▅ « #ddbbff
▅▅▅▅▅ « #ffccdd
▅▅▅▅▅ « #ffcc88
▅▅▅▅▅ « #ccff88
▅▅▅▅▅ « #ddffdd
▅▅▅▅▅ « #bbeeff
▅▅▅▅▅ « #ccccff

Colors (Named Hexes)

●●● Anti-Flash White
●●● Antique White
●●● Antique White 2
●●● Antique White 3
●●● Antique White 4
●●● Beige
●●● Blanched Almond
●●● Lemon Chiffon 2
●●● Lemon Chiffon 3
●●● Medium Ivory
●●● Mint Cream
●●● Old Lace
●●● Papaya Whip
●●● Pearl
●●● Seashell
●●● Seashell 2
●●● Seashell 3

●●● Red (Munsell)
●●● Red Brown
●●● Redwood
●●● Rich Carmine
●●● Rich Maroon
●●● Rosso Corsa
●●● Ruby

●●● Light Goldenrod
●●● Light Goldenrod 2
●●● Light Goldenrod 3
●●● Light Goldenrod 4

●●● Amber
●●● Apricot
●●● Atomic Orange
●●● Aureoline Yellow
●●● Dark Salmon
●●● Dark Tangerine
●●● Deep Carrot Orange
●●● Deep Peach
●●● Deep Saffron
●●● Dried Apricot

●●● Bazaar
●●● Bermuda Sand
●●● Blush
●●● Bright Pink
●●● Brilliant Rose
●●● Brink Pink
●●● Broadway Pink
●●● Bubble Gum
●●● Bunny Eye
●●● Candy Pink


●●● Dark Olive Green
●●● Dark Olive Green
●●● Dark Olive Green 2
●●● Dark Olive Green 3
●●● Dark Olive Green 4
●●● Dark Olive Green 5
●●● Dark Pale Green

●●● Iceberg Lettuce
●●● Inchworm
●●● Martini Olive
●●● Medium Camo
●●● Medium Dark Sea Green
●●● Tea Green


●●● Silver
●●● Slate Grey
●●● Slate Gray
●●● Slate Gray 2
●●● Slate Gray 3
●●● Slate Gray 4
●●● Taupe Grey
●●● Timberwolf
●●● Titanium

●●● Light Turquoise
●●● Lightened Medium Turquoise
●●● Lightened Turquoise
●●● Manganese Blue
●●● Medium Aquamarine

●●● Rosy Brown
●●● Rosy Brown
●●● Rosy Brown 2
●●● Rosy Brown 3
●●● Rosy Brown 4
●●● Cinnamon
●●● Cinnamon
●●● Cocoa Brown
●●● Coffee
●●● Coffee Brown
●●● Cool Copper
●●● Copper
●●● Copper Rose
●●● Dark Brown
●●● Dark Champagne
●●● Dark Chestnut
●●● Ecru
●●● Espresso
●●● Fallow
●●● Fawn
●●● Feldspar

Letters

Alphabets
More here
α в ¢ ∂ є f g н ι נ к ℓ м и σ ρ q я ѕ т υ ν ω χ у z
ａｂｃｄｅｆｇｈｉｊｋｌｍｎｏｐｑｒｓｔｕｖｗｘｙｚ
z ʎ x ʍ ʌ u ʇ s ɹ q p o u ɯ ן ʞ ɾ ı ɥ ƃ ɟ ǝ p ɔ q ɐ
Ă β Č Ď Ĕ Ŧ Ğ Ĥ Ĩ Ĵ Ķ Ĺ М Ń Ő Р Q Ŕ Ś Ť Ú V Ŵ Ж Ŷ Ź
ค ๒ ς ๔ є Ŧ ﻮ ђ เ ן к l ๓ ภ ๏ ק ợ г ร t ย ש ฬ ץ א z
a в c d e ғ g н ι j ĸ l м n o p q r ѕ т υ v w х y z
α в c d є f g h í j k l m n σ p q r s t u v w х ч z
α β γ δ ε ζ η θ j ι κ λ μ ν ο π ρ ς σ τ υ φ ω χ ψ
ą α Ь c ∂ э ƒ ġ ħ н ι J k ℓ м η σ p q я Ş τ ů v ω x y z
ɑ ს ϲ მ ε ქ ჟ ჩ ɩ ʝ ӄ ℓ ო ɲ ი ρ ჶ ɾ ა ʈ ʊ ʋ ω ϰ ყ ჳ
α в c ∂ є ғ ɢ н ι ʝ к ℓ м и o ρ q я s т υ v ω x ч z
z ʎ x ʍ ʌ n ʇ s ɹ b d o u ɯ l ʞ ɾ ı ɥ ƃ ɟ ǝ p ɔ q ɐ
ⒶⒷⒸⒹⒺⒻⒼⒽⒾⒿⓀⓁⓂⓃⓄⓅⓆ ⓇⓈⓉⓊⓋⓌⓍⓎⓏ
ⓐⓑⓒⓓⓔⓕⓖⓗⓘⓙⓚⓛⓜⓝⓞⓟⓠⓡⓢⓣⓤⓥⓦⓧⓨⓩ
⒜ ⒝ ⒞ ⒟ ⒠ ⒡ ⒢ ⒣ ⒤ ⒥ ⒦ ⒧ ⒨ ⒩ ⒪ ⒫ ⒬ ⒭ ⒮ ⒯ ⒰ ⒱ ⒲ ⒳ ⒴ ⒵
Ａ Ｂ Ｃ Ｄ Ｅ Ｆ Ｇ Ｈ Ｉ Ｊ Ｋ Ｌ Ｍ Ｎ Ｏ Ｐ Ｑ Ｒ Ｓ Ｔ Ｕ Ｖ Ｗ Ｘ Ｙ Ｚ
𝔞 𝔟 𝔠 𝔡 𝔢 𝔣 𝔤 𝔥 𝔦 𝔧 𝔨 𝔩 𝔪 𝔫 𝔬 𝔭 𝔮 𝔯 𝔰 𝔱 𝔲 𝔳 𝔴 𝔵 𝔶 𝔷
𝔄 𝔅 ℭ 𝔇 𝔈 𝔉 𝔊 ℌ ℑ 𝔍 𝔎 𝔏 𝔐 𝔑 𝔒 𝔓 𝔔 ℜ 𝔖 𝔗 𝔘 𝔙 𝔚 𝔛 𝔜 ℨ
𝖆 𝖇 𝖈 𝖉 𝖊 𝖋 𝖌 𝖍 𝖎 𝖏 𝖐 𝖑 𝖒 𝖓 𝖔 𝖕 𝖖 𝖗 𝖘 𝖙 𝖚 𝖛 𝖜 𝖝 𝖞 𝖟
𝕬 𝕭 𝕮 𝕯 𝕰 𝕱 𝕲 𝕳 𝕴 𝕵 𝕶 𝕷 𝕸 𝕹 𝕺 𝕻 𝕼 𝕽 𝕾 𝕿 𝖀 𝖁 𝖂 𝖃 𝖄 𝖅
𝒜 𝐵 𝒞 𝒟 𝐸 𝐹 𝒢 𝐻 𝐼 𝒥 𝒦 𝐿 𝑀 𝒩 ☯ 𝒫 𝒬 𝑅 𝒮 𝒯 𝒰 𝒱 𝒲 𝒳 𝒴 𝒵
𝓪 𝓫 𝓬 𝓭 𝓮 𝓯 𝓰 𝓱 𝓲 𝓳 𝓴 𝓵 𝓶 𝓷 𝓸 𝓹 𝓺 𝓻 𝓼 𝓽 𝓾 𝓿 𝔀 𝔁 𝔂 𝔃
𝓐 𝓑 𝓒 𝓓 𝓔 𝓕 𝓖 𝓗 𝓘 𝓙 𝓚 𝓛 𝓜 𝓝 𝓞 𝓟 𝓠 𝓡 𝓢 𝓣 𝓤 𝓥 𝓦 𝓧 𝓨 𝓩
𝒶 𝒷 𝒸 𝒹 𝑒 𝒻 𝑔 𝒽 𝒾 𝒿 𝓀 𝓁 𝓂 𝓃 𝑜 𝓅 𝓆 𝓇 𝓈 𝓉 𝓊 𝓋 𝓌 𝓍 𝓎 𝓏
𝒜 𝐵 𝒞 𝒟 𝐸 𝐹 𝒢 𝐻 𝐼 𝒥 𝒦 𝐿 𝑀 𝒩 𝒪 𝒫 𝒬 𝑅 𝒮 𝒯 𝒰 𝒱 𝒲 𝒳 𝒴 𝒵
𝕒 𝕓 𝕔 𝕕 𝕖 𝕗 𝕘 𝕙 𝕚 𝕛 𝕜 𝕝 𝕞 𝕟 𝕠 𝕡 𝕢 𝕣 𝕤 𝕥 𝕦 𝕧 𝕨 𝕩 𝕪 𝕫
𝔸 𝔹 ℂ 𝔻 𝔼 𝔽 𝔾 ℍ 𝕀 𝕁 𝕂 𝕃 𝕄 ℕ 𝕆 ℙ ℚ ℝ 𝕊 𝕋 𝕌 𝕍 𝕎 𝕏 𝕐 ℤ

␛ ␡ ␚ ␟ ␘ ␠ ␤ ␋ ␌ ␍ ␎ ␏ ␐ ␑ ␒ ␓ ␔ ␕ ␖ ␗ ␙ ␜ ␝ ␞

By Letter
ɑ ɒ ɐ α Ȁ Ȃ Ȧ Ӓ Ӑ Ʌ Ⱥ Ά Α Λ Ѧ Д ᾈ ᾉ ᾊ ᾋ ᾌ ᾍ ᾎ ᾏ • ȁ ȃ ɑ ɒ ɐ ȧ α ά Δ д ӓ ӑ ᾀ ᾁ ᾂ ᾃ ᾄ ᾅ ᾆ ᾇ ᾰ ᾱ ᾲ ᾳ ᾴ ᾶ ᾷ
ℬ β • Ъ Ь ъ ь ɓ ʙ ϐ б в ϐ ß
ℭ ℂ ʗ • ɔ ϲ
Ð ɖ ɗ ʠ δ đ
ℰ ℇ ℈ Ε Ξ Σ ξ Є Э З Ҽ Ә ә • ə ε з є э е ɘ ҽ ℮ ℯ ξ ε є é
Ⅎ ℱ Ϝ Ғ • ɟ ғ Ғ╒
ɡ ɢ ɕ ℊ ʛ ɢ ɞ ʚ ɕ
ℍ ℎ ℋ Ή Ң Ҥ Һ Ӈ Ҕ • ʜ ɦ ɧ ɥ н ӈ ң ҕ ҥ Ħ ℌ
Ί • ɩ ɪ
ℑ ℐ Ј • ʝ
Ӄ K Ҝ • ʞ κ қ ҡ ӄ
ℒ ℄ ζ • ʟ ʅ ɭ ʆ ℓ
ℳ • ɯ ɱ Ϻ Ӎ
Ν Π Л ℕ • ɲ ɳ ɴ π η и л ℵ Ƞ Ν Π
O φ ø Θ Ѳ • ɵ σ ѳ ℴ ʘ
ℙ Ρ • ρ φ ℘
ℚ
ℛ ℜ ℝ Я Г • я ɹ ɾ ɿ ʀ ʁ г ѓ
Ș Ϛ • ɛ ɜ ʂ Ϩ ϩ§
τ Ϯ ϯ ʇ ʈ т
℧ • ц ʊ υ
Ѵ • ʋ ʌ ѵ
Ш • ш ʍ ω
ჯ χ Ҳ • ϰ ҳ
ϒ Υ У Ӌ Ύ • Ч џ ү ʎ ʏ Ϟ λ ӌ
℥ ℤ • ʐ ʑ ʒ ʓ ℨ

Numbers/Math

⒈ ⒉ ⒊ ⒋ ⒌ ⒍ ⒎ ⒏ ⒐ ⒑ ⒒ ⒓ ⒔ ⒕ ⒖ ⒗ ⒘ ⒙ ⒚ ⒛
Ⅰ Ⅱ Ⅲ Ⅳ Ⅴ Ⅵ Ⅶ Ⅷ Ⅸ Ⅹ Ⅺ Ⅻ Ⅼ Ⅽ Ⅾ Ⅿ
ⅰ ⅱ ⅲ ⅳ ⅴ ⅵ ⅶ ⅷ ⅸ ⅹ ⅺ ⅻ ⅼ ⅽ ⅾ ⅿ
➀ ➁ ➂ ➃ ➄ ➅ ➆ ➇ ➈ ➉
➊ ➋ ➌ ➍ ➎ ➏ ➐ ➑ ➒ ➓
⅟ ½ ⅓ ¾ ⅔ ⅕ ⅖ ⅗ ⅘ ⅙ ⅚ ⅛ ⅜ ⅝ ⅞ # ¹ ² ³ ∞ ℅ №
！０ １ ２ ３ ４ ５ ６ ７ ８ ９ *ﾟ‘ﾟ･
≂ ≃ ≄ ≅ ≆ ≇ ≈ ≉ ≊ ≋ ≌ ≍ ≎ ≏ ≐ ≑ ≒ ≓ ≔ ≕ ≖ ≗ ≘ ≙ ≚ ≛ ≜ ≝ ≞ ≟ ≠
≡ ≢ ≣ ≤ ≥ ≦ ≧ ≨ ≩ ⊰ ⊱ ⋛ ⋚ // ⁰ ⁱ ⁴ ⁵ ⁶ ⁷ ⁸ ⁹ ⁺ ⁻ ⁼ ⁽ ⁾ ⁿ ₀ ₁ ₂ ₃ ₄ ₅ ₆ ₇ ₈ ₉ ₊ ₋ ₌ ₍ ₎
⒈ ⒉ ⒊ ⒋ ⒌ ⒍ ⒎ ⒏ ⒐ ⒑ ⒒ ⒓ ⒔ ⒕ ⒖ ⒗ ⒘ ⒙ ⒚ ⒛
⑴ ⑵ ⑶ ⑷ ⑸ ⑹ ⑺ ⑻ ⑼ ⑽ ⑾ ⑿ ⒀ ⒁ ⒂ ⒃ ⒄ ⒅ ⒆ ⒇
！＂＃＄％＆＇（）＊＋，－．／：；＜＝＞？＠［＼］＿＾｀｛｜｝～￠￡￢￣￤￥

Blocks/Corners/Shapes

┌ ┍ ┎ ┏ ┐ ┑ ┒ ┓ └ ┕ ┖ ┗ ┘ ┙ ┚ ┛ ├ ┝ ┞ ┟ ┠ ┡ ┢ ┣ ┤ ┥ ┦ ┧ ┨ ┩ ┪
┫ ┬ ┭ ┮ ┯ ┰ ┱ ┲ ┳ ┴ ┵ ┶ ┷ ┸ ┹ ┺ ┻ ┼ ┽ ┾ ┿ ╀ ╁ ╂ ╃ ╄ ╅ ╆ ╇ ╈
╉ ╊ ╋ ╌ ╍ ╎ ╏ ═ ║
❏ ❐ ❑ ❒ ▀ ▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ ▉ ▊ ▋ █ ▌ ▍ ▎ ▏ ▐ ░ ▒ ▓ ▔ ▕ ■ □ ▢ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦
▧ ▨ ▩ ▪ ▫ ▬ ▭ ▮ ▯ ☰ ☲ ☱ ☴ ☵ ☶ ☳ ☷
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Arrows

➟ ➡ ➢ ➣ ➤ ➥ ➦ ➧ ➨ ➚ ➘ ➙ ➛ ➜ ➝ ➞ ➸ ♐ ➲ ➳ ➳ ➴ ➵ ➶ ➷ ➸ ➹ ➺ ➻ ➼ ➽ ➹ ➸
← ↑ → ↓ ↔ ↕ ↖ ↗ ↘ ↙ ↚ ↛ ↜ ↝ ↞ ↟ ↠ ↡ ↢ ↣ ↤ ↥ ↦ ↧ ↨
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↭ ↮ ↯ ↰ ↱ ↲ ↳ ↴ ↵ ↶ ↷ ↸ ↹ ↺ ↻ ↼ ↽ ↾ ↿ ⇀ ⇁ ⇂ ⇃ ⇄ ⇅ ⇆ ⇇ ⇈ ⇉ ⇊ ⇋ ⇌ ⇍ ⇎
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Symbol Sets

♈ ♉ ♊ ♋ ♌ ♍ ♎ ♏ ♐ ♑ ♒ ♓
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♚ ♛ ♜ ♝ ♞ ♟ ♔ ♕ ♖ ♚ ♛ ♗ ♘ ♙ ♦ ♠ ♥ ♣ ♥ ❤ ❥ ♢ ♤ ♡ ♧ ✦ ✧
☨ ☦ ✙ ✚ ✛ ✜ ✝ ✞♱ ♰ ∞
✠ ✽ ✾ ✿ ❀ ❁ ❃ ❋ ❅ ✺ ✲ ❈ ✣ ✤ ❖ ✥ ❉ ❂
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☚ ☛ ☜ ☝ ☞ ☟ ✌ ✍ ✎ ✏ ✐ ✄ ✂ ✆ ✉
♪ ♫ ♩ ♬ ♭ ♮ ♯
✌ ☮ ♆ 卐 ☪ ✡ † ☨ ✞ ✝ ☥ ☦ ☓ ♁ ☩ Ⓐ ☭ ψ ʊ ϟ ღ 回 ₪
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✁ ✂ ✃ ✄ ✆ ☎ ☏ ❢ ❣
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Katakana (aeiou, k-s-t-n-h-m-y-r-w-)

アエイオウ
カケキコク
サセシソス
タテチトツ
ナネニノヌ
ハヘヒホフ
マメミモム
ヤイエイヨユ
ラレリロル
ワウェウィヲウ

Hiragana (aeiou, k-s-t-n-h-m-y-r-w-)

あえいおう
かけきこく
させしそす
たてちとつ
なねにのぬ
はへひほふ
まめみもむ
やいえいよゆ
られりろる
わうぇうぃをう
｡◕‿◕｡ ㊚ ㊛

Borders

❛❜❝❞►◄ ▶ ◀ ▷ ◁ » ︽ ︾ 《 》 ▶ ◀ ▷ ◁ ＜ ＞ ≦ ≧ ﹤ ﹥ ⋘ ⋙
【】〖〗﹃﹄『』〈 〉﹁ ﹂ ﹃ ﹄﹝ ﹞ 「 」〔 〕
【 】 （ ） ｛ ｝ ﹙ ﹚ 『 』 ﹛ ﹜ 【 】
＜ ＞ ≦ ≧ ﹤ ﹥ 《 》〈 〉
┣ ┫┝ ┥┠ ┨├ ┤ ⊥┯ ┷┳
╒ ╓ ╔ ╕ ╖ ╗
╘ ╙ ╚ ╛ ╜ ╝
╞ ╟ ╠ ╡ ╢ ╣
╤ ╥ ╦ ╧ ╨ ╩ ╪ ╫ ╬
┌ ┐└ ┘∟「」╝╚╔ ╗ ╬ ═ ╓ ╩ ﹃﹄
๑۩۞۩๑
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┗━━━━━━━━━┛
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
•°o.O O.o°•
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Decor Images
Probably won't use these though XD

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[Nintendraw]

Solitude: Masako

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[Nintendraw]

Realm of the Artist: Aureliano

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[Nintendraw]

Strings: Erik Svensson

Why try to make anything of yourself?
Life is too short to leave an impression on fate...

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Why try to make anything of yourself?
Life is too short to leave an impression on fate...

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→ Just the Basics ←

✄ They called me Erik Svensson at birth, but everyone just calls me Erik.
✄ Old? I'm only twenty. Although whether that's old is possibly subject to debate.
✄ Am I 'normal'? I happen to be a human. What sort of twisted survey is this?

→ Breaking It Down ←

✄ Everyone says that I'm cold. I say that is utterly false; my Lab is more than enough to keep me from dwelling on the lame things that keep happening to me. But who's telling the truth? You tell me.
✄ I'm relatively easy to please. I like dark novels, the Iron Cross, my Lab, and Belgian chocolate , but I really hate the overly dramatic (unstable) people who seem to appear everywhere in my life....
✄ Nobody's perfect. My imperfections are world-weariness. I feel much older than I really am because I've experienced so much negativity already. Deal with it.

→ What I'm Really Like ←

✄ I'm six foot four, tall even for a Norseman. I grew up in New York City, the so-called "cosmopolitan capital of the world", home to over 8 million people. You'd think that in a city of so many, I'd be able to find something to do with my life. But the Big Apple is riddled with a great many worms and rotting from the inside out. My parents are overly dramatic, dead-end office workers who aspire to become more like their slave-driver boss, an international pop star who runs them and their coworkers ragged without so much of a dedication of a trophy. This dreary situation evolved in my parents and in me a biting sarcasm and exhaustion with the frenetic life of the metropolis. However, both my mum and dad are too old, to set in their life and ways, to ever dream of moving, so I escaped alone to New Haven, Connecticut, to attend Yale. Some of my old friends, and even college buddies, seem surprised that I even made it here, given my "typical blonde" appearance and uncaring demeanor. I had a girlfriend there and here, and both of them have left for reasons I'd rather not discuss with someone I don't know. Right now, I'm just trying to get my life on track by taking a part-time job to help pay off my student debt.

→ Meet My Maker ←

✄ I'm always hearing this voice in my head, but I guess it's just Nintendraw.

[Nintendraw]

Virus: GB-L5

GB-L5 ||Virus
{Haunt of the Vatican}
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GB-L5 || Genderless
Gabriel » Ageless/6

「 тɑℓeɳтs 」

I'm really good at...

❥ Hologramming (making holoform “faces”)
❥ Cutting
❥ Problem Solving (program-like)
❥ Evading Firewalls
❥ Infecting
❥ Vengeance (critical mutation)

「 ʄiʀsт imρʀessιoηs 」

o Melee-style Swordfighting
o Evading Firewalls
o Creating Dopplegangers
o Destroying Security Systems
o Focusing

x Being Stopped by Firewalls
x Impediments (Computer Security Systems)
x Being Imcompletely Deleted from a computer
x Meeting independent copies and Other Viruses
x Emotion

「 α ϲℓoseʀ ℓooκ 」

Here's what you should know... [GB-L5 was created in Italy approximately six years ago as a logic virus programmed to destroy the Puritan networks in seven years’ time. However, the programmers who made him, however wise they might have been, were not wise enough to predict what a monster they would make… One critical mutation granted GB-L5 a bloodthirsty vengeance and lust for power. It awoke well ahead of schedule and overloaded the Vatican’s generator through its network, causing a massive electrical fire that killed the ailing pope. The Italian police were sent to investigate, and their foolish tampering with the computer that created GB-L5 opened it to the World Wide Web. Unable to resist the call of power, GB-L5 escaped the confines of the Vatican computer and stole across the world, infecting PCs via email and hard drive corruption. Every industrialized country has had at least four run-ins with GB-L5; some countries are just better at removing it than others.

Although developed as a logic virus, of the breed programmed to lay dormant inside one or more computers and “blow up” at a preprogrammed time, GB-L5 was misprogrammed with the capacities of a polymorph virus. It can change its appearance seemingly at will to suit the computer it is infecting, and rarely it integrates favorable mutations into itself. It has dispatched copies to infect computers in Italy, France, Germany, and the United States, and has caused much grief to their owners. Russia’s, Finland’s, and Australia’s government sites have fallen, and a fragmented copy of the virus remains within the US Pentagon, a classified information-distributing beacon that is the secret orchestrator of the Burj Khalifa Tower Debacle. The infection starts with one copy, nestled within a tiny, hard-to-find DLL file that starts actively extracting and copying itself after two days’ dormancy. The computers GB-L5 infects display two rather unique errors: Creation of a “Gabriel’s Wrath” folder in the hard drive (which contains a GB-L5 copy disguised as a “Gabriel’s Wrath” icon) and or an email displaying a masked metal humanoid wielding two long, wrist-mounted blades and an ominous-sounding tech. Left alone, the GA icons multiply, eventually crowding the RAM and slowing the computer. The emails, directed by the virus, discreetly send personal information out to the world, so that typing, say, a credit card number can prove disastrous to one’s score. Eventually, an image of the helmeted warrior appears on the desktop along with a countdown to Internet corruption; finally, the RAM and color display fry. GB-L5 owes its nickname to its hard drive name of Gabriel. Though it has long since escaped the Vatican, GB-L5’s core unit remains there, buried in the ruins behind the new church building.]

Maybe we'll get along...As it is merely a computer program/problem, albeit a rather dangerous one, GB-L5 is a very one-track entity, until an unwary user invokes its more immediately destructive side by failing to delete it completely or challenging it directly in cyberspace. It will invade computers seemingly indiscriminately, but the observant soul can see a subtle variation for each unique invasion. Without a humanoid facsimile, GB-L5 seems like a normal, mindless yet methodical virus. When it evolves a humanoid holoform, it can be personified as cold, cruel, and robotically focused on infecting every computer in the world… Until you invoke its critical mutation of bloodthirsty vengeance. However, its individual strength is rather fixed, so it finds strength in overwhelming numbers. Challenging it at its core is a sure way to remove it.

♫ GB-L5 Theme♪
♫ Inside the Infected Vatican♪

✩

Nintendraw

[Nintendraw]

LoZ: The Fourth Goddess



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Heroine of Courage || Irina Verdan
Female || 17 || Nintendraw

ʄiʀsт imρʀessιoηs

❥ Swordfighting
❥ Thievery
❥ Flute Playing

o Exploring
o Legends
o Pranks


x Snobs
x Responsibility
x Screechy Noises

α ϲℓoseʀ ℓooκ

Irina is a native Kakariko girl, but her mother brought her to the Kokiri Forest, known as the Sacred Grove for its impermeability to the forces of evil, after a horrific fire devastated the village and killed the shaman Lusa. She lived there for five years, raised by her adoptive Kokiri “siblings”, until she was 7, reading legends and whiling away her time in play and chores. When Irina turned 8, vicious nightmares struck, recurrently predicting terrible consequence for the Kokiri if she stayed. Frightened, she left, armed only with a pair of knives and headed for the home she could remember only vaguely. Arriving there, she found the village rebuilt into a bustling trade city frequented by Gorons, Zoras, and Hylians alike. Irina was drawn to a short-eared, red-haired lady, who took her in and taught her thievery. Within a year, Irina became a skilled pickpocket, wooing victims with her false naiveté and robbing them where they stood. Her proudest steal was the armor she wears to this day, for she actually stole it off her father before he could recognize her. Thievery sickened her, for Irina had only followed the lady because she said she knew something about her parents, and Irina promised to herself that she would stop once she had enough money to buy lodging in Hyrule Castle Town and investigate her heritage.

Before this happened, though, Irina caught wind of a fabulous treasure buried somewhere in Hyrule, one connected with its early history and heroes and supposedly the source of their power. Excited at the prospect of uncovering Hyrule’s deepest secrets, Irina scoured Kakariko for clues. Though the few she has found so far portend grave and grand tidings for Hyrule and the coming of a great evil, she continues on, undaunted…

Irina is a very cheerful person. She will always see the best side of people, and used that to flatter her pickpocketed victims. She loves reading stories, especially the myths of old, where the green-garbed hero rescues the beautiful princess and seals her villainous kidnapper for good. Despite the relative monotony of the stories, Irina will read them over and over, imagining sometimes that she were the princess, or the hero. Even though she lived part of her life as a thief, Irina can never imagine herself as the villain. Such dreaminess lends Irina to carelessness; she will occasionally forget to do tasks assigned to her if they are assigned while she is fantasizing. But Irina will always keep her word and stick by those she holds dear, be they friend or family.

[Nintendraw]

NEW PM RPs: ~Oct 2011

Lord x Commoner: hetero, Royal x Commoner: Nintendraw/Smurf n Turf: Prince Lucas Ramone IV/Lilly Samson

[Nintendraw]

Corrupted Delusions: Doctor Ann McCaffrey



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{ AnnxxMcCaffrey }
» M i s s C o u g a r «

» » »-------------At A Glance------------

[✖] --- a l I a s
Ann, Doctor, Psycho, Cougaress. The first is my name, obviously. The second was used by all my former friends in university. It was replaced with the third after I completed my Master’s in Psychology. And the fourth… is reserved for those who know me. Really well.
[✖] --- g e n d e r
Female, and loving it.
[✖] --- a g e
Forever twenty-one. I will never let age defeat me.
[✖] --- a s y l u mxxa g e
I took this job part-time in my last three months of college because they said they could pay off my student debt. Now that I’ve been in for a while, and free of school, I actually look forward to staying here… And wresting control of this wretched place from that dastardly Head Doctor.
[✖] --- b i r t h d a t e
May 30. You would do well to remember it.
[✖] --- s e x u a l i t y
I think of myself as heterosexual, but some have accused me of being bisexual. Just because my boss is a female and I brown-nose her daily, I’m accused of being bisexual? I think not.
[✖] --- s t a t i s t i c s
I’m five-five, but you would never see me so short. I like high heels. Four inches or more is a must. With stilettos, too, for the bad boys I meet… And weight? Do I really have to tell you my weight? Fine! I’m 118! Now you made me feel fat!
[✖] --- p h y s i c a lxxf e a t u r e s
I’m your typical blondie. Is there a problem with you that I have a brain?
[✖] --- r e l a t i o n s h i pxxs t a t u s
I’m single like Elizabeth I was single. And why not? Being free has so many advantages.
[✖] --- w h yxxy o u ' r exxh e r e
I came here for the money. And if I have to get it by flirting and sleeping around, I will. Did I hear you say

» » »-------------Personal Data------------

[✖] --- l o v e

❤ Cartesian Trio—Good mind, good body, good money. Can’t go anywhere without any of those.
❤ People—No, really. I like talking. It’s not my fault that almost every conversation I start ends with a diagnosis, a bed, or a creeped-out face.
❤ German Fencing—My father taught me, for a while. The lessons stopped shortly before I left Maryland.
❤ Judo—The so-called “gentle way” has a tendency to land its victims on their backs. Perfect for a slight girl like me because it involves reversing the opponent’s attack back at them. See that red stain on my desk, near my blunted rapier? That’s from the time I missed.
❤My Office—My home away from home. It is, in a way, my home already, because my apartment here sucks. See that desk? It’s very well-used. Very. Well-used.

[✖] --- h a t e

✘ Distractions—Do not distract me, because while you will succeed, I will come back vengeant.
✘ Stereotyping—The last person to call me a dumb blonde got a broken shin. And don’t even get me started on that ‘cute girl’ thing.
✘ Rejection—I always win. If I lose, bad things happen.
✘ Cooking—Another reason why I got my job at Hawthorn: To avoid cooking. I eat out often and a lot.
✘Laziness—I love to do something, or exercise, and I hate being around lazy, sedentary people.

[✖] --- s k i l l s

• Persuasion—Come with me. There are so many wonderful things we could do together. You’ve made the right choice in listening to me. Those lines, combined with just the right number of eyelash-bats, get me anything.
• Martial Arts--Did I mention that I love judo?
• Eavesdropping--Comes with the title. I have dirt on anyone who walks through my and Hawthorne's doors, including the boss.
• Hypnotism--It's a pasttime I fell in love with after I completed my senior thesis on it. I practice it on the side. Makes a great alternative to tranquilizers and messy bashes over the head.
• Sounding Smart—As a sort of defensive maneuver, I use my knowledge of Latin, the brain, and the nervous system to prevent anyone from calling me a dumb blonde.
• Multilingual—I speak fluent English, French, and Spanish. I suppose I could speak a bit of German too, since I minored in Latin.


[✖] --- f l a w s

• Vain—Am I? I love my job, my gym, and my gender, but that doesn’t mean I talk about it all the time… Let's talk about something else. Do you think this hairstyle looks cute on me?
• Indecisive—It’s just so hard picking out what outfit to wear! Should I be bold, and wear red? Should I wear white, to frighten the wards when they think the nurse is coming? Or pink, to cozy up to them and make them spill their secrets?
• Restless—I can sit in my office for hours at a time. But if I’m not doing something worthwhile, I leave. Actually, if nothing happens at this asylum, I might just leave. There are too many people and places to see to languish here like this…
• Possessive & Ambitious--Come on, how is this a flaw? Everyone likes fame and money. Clinging to these desires is considered a healthy ambition, I'll have you know.
• Quick to Anger--Am not. How dare you assume that I am easily offended? I'm the coolest head you'll ever meet. No, you say? Are you trying to pick a fight? Are you? ARE YOU?!

» » »-------------Digging Deeper------------

[✖] --- p e r s o n a l i t y

Why should I have to explain myself to you? You don’t know me, I don’t know you, and we will likely never meet again. What? You say I’m a girl worth looking at? Well, honey, why didn’t you say so? Two strange coworkers who don’t know a thing about each other are just that—strangers. Anyway. You already know my name, so let’s not repeat that. I majored in Psychology because back when I was a child, I watched this great hypnotist show on Broadway. I was fascinated by the ability of the magicians to sedate people and then make them do whatever they were commanded to, and I wondered, how? How can people, so independent like me, so readily give their body to another to be strung up like puppets? I would never relinquish my beautiful body to some hokey. My professors at Hopkins always praised my work, but said that it was too laconic. I suppose it is, somewhat. I do hate repeating myself. I’m flighty, but not of the mind. Rather, I prefer to wander. I’ve already visited all of Europe, seeing the sights… And the people. Ask around in Nice, or Valencia, or Sicily. Someone will remember the name Ann McCaffrey. But when I sit down at my desk, I focus, I stay—Ooh, is that a Ferrari? Damn it, you distracted me!


[✖] --- b i o

I was born in France, where my relatives are, and raised in Chicago, where my father and brothers remain. My German mother named me for the famous sci-fi author Anne McCaffrey, but I look nothing at all like her. Both my parents were neurosurgeons, and naturally, I was trained to follow that path. But blood disgusts me, and I much prefer persuading people to follow my suggestions than force them to do it using special machines. Did I tell you that I was the star persuasive-essayist all throughout school? All my friends thought I’d be a saleswoman, but the rejection is just too much. During high school, I took up judo, and found that it perfectly suited me and my small frame to turn my opponent’s energy on them and lay them flat. That was also when, after an attempted attack on my father’s house in Nice, he decided to teach me German fencing. I never cared for it, but I learned enough to respect the weapon. In my opinion, the Zweihander is far clunkier than the rapier in any combat, and the rapier too clumsy for close-quarters combat. So I stuck to judo. My mother passed away during high school, and the event only sewed my already protective father and brothers closer to themselves and to me. Their love was simply too oppressing, so I applied quickly for my dream school John Hopkins University in Maryland, and left on the first plane.

Johns Hopkins was the highlight of my life, even though I lost many friends there. I had studied neurology extensively in high school, so that I was able to enter as a junior. Those college boys were so surprised to see me saunter in one day and recite all the names and functions of each nerve by heart. Impressed, Professor Eberhardt took me under his personal tutelage, though he may have had other reasons, too. I studied psychoanalysis and neurology privately with him for two marvelous years, culminating in my senior thesis. I was so happy to show him that my topic was hypnotism, and I thought he would be, too. But he wasn’t. Professor E. railed on me for hours if it was a minute, accusing me of wasting his time and students at the classroom. Did you not learn anything I taught you? How dare you waste our time together? I thought you would do something special with my knowledge, not waste it all on this trash!

By this time, I’d had enough of him, too. And so I hypnotized him. It was nothing major—I just dissipated his anger and channeled it into something constructive, like helping me with my thesis. Turns out, the good professor was actually quite a hacker back in the day, and I got some juicy information for a top-notch thesis, including a note about a supposed serial killer who was shipped off somewhere in the US, case closed. I thought nothing of it at the time, because I was too busy erasing any trace of hypnosis from the addled professor’s brains—I learned afterward that my hypnosis had had a permanent effect on him--and tying my senior boyfriend, also the president of the student body, to my apron-strings. It’s his fault for making it so easy. I used him to get a job at a prestigious asylum, situated in the heart of urbania, where I would have all the opportunity in the world to do what I loved—psychoanalyze worried people into Hawthorn, and rake in the money.


[✖] --- e x t r a

I can draw neurological diagrams with the best of them. But I cannot for the life of me draw people and animals.

» » »-------------Behind the Mask------------

[✖] --- O w n e r

Nintendraw

[✖] --- P o s t i n gxxC o l o r s

Color 1 :: ██
Color 2 :: ██
Color 3 :: ██

[Nintendraw]

Corrupted Delusions: Keiran Wong

╔♌═ ♍Ӌ ҔσρℰϨ ɑηɖ đяεαოა
αℓℓ ωєяε ა℘ʊяηε∂;
Ħ0ω ℓoηɢ ωIℓℓ I† ταӄє
f0я ч0uяs t0 βůℜη? ═♌╝

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{ KeiranxxWong }
» M i s t e r P y r o m a n i a c «

» » »-------------At A Glance------------

[✖] --- a l i a s
Hyper, Pyro, Keiran, Wong... How many names can a guy have?
[✖] --- g e n d e r
Male? What is this, some sort of corny test?
[✖] --- a g e
Eighteen. But it seems like it's been--Look, can you just let me get my matches now?
[✖] --- a s y l u mxxa g e
I've been here since... before kindergarten? Why are you asking me these questions anyway? Can I go burn something?
[✖] --- b i r t h d a t e
Friday, April 13. Are you quite done yet?
[✖] --- s e x u a l i t y
Straight as a board! Which I'd really like to burn right now.
[✖] --- s t a t i s t i c s
Five foot nine. Okay, stop asking questions; I'm getting mad now.
[✖] --- p h y s i c a lxxf e a t u r e s
...Huh? What? Sorry, I was wishing I had a flamethrower. Facial features, you say? Black hair --with the occasional red streak--and hazel eyes. Are you done yet?
[✖] --- r e l a t i o n s h i pxxs t a t u s
I'm good friends with a sadist. Does that count? No? How dare you?
[✖] --- w h yxxy o u ' r exxh e r e
My parents think I'm too absentminded and fire-loving. I have no idea what they're talking about. Do you see that light sliver near the window? Do you think that if I stuck an ant under that, it would burn?

» » »-------------Personal Data------------

[✖] --- l o v e

❤ Fire--writing fire, reading fire, dreaming fire, starting fi--I wonder what's for lunch?
❤ Fire--Oh, did I already say that? Fine, I like painting.
❤ Witchcraft (Trials)
❤ Food. I wish they'd offer flaming desserts here, though.
❤ Red Velvet-flavored anything. Yum!

[✖] --- h a t e

✘ Cold. That's what I keep flint and iron filings for.
✘ Hunger. If that kitchen ever blew up...
✘ Boredom--You're boring me right now. Can I go burn something?
✘ Gray—So boringly devoid of color. I could scream. Same for blue
✘ Mocking me by imitating my accent or by interviewing me for so long.

[✖] --- s k i l l s

• Arson--I can use flint, matches, Bunsen burners, lighters, flamethrowers... It's all controlled, of course. Except that one time.
• Art—I love painting, and have always done it. ‘Course now, I’m not finger-painting like I used to.
• Sneaking Around--I prefer to consider myself a ninja. I’m nimble, and have been creeping through guards and gates all my life. Too bad I don't have night vision.
• Pitching--I've found that throwing anything interesting out of the room or at least onto the floor gets it mundanity. So I've gotten good at aiming with and without my eyes.
• Inventing--I have quite a few tools that either cut or burn. Can I show you one? No? You're so boring.
• Inquisitveness--A closed door, a closed group... Both are beacons to me.

[✖] --- f l a w s

• Apparently, I twitch. I don't see why people get so creeped out about my left eyelid, though...
• I anger easily. Locked doors can set me off, for instance.
• I speak my mind whenever a thought hits me.
• I’ve been called too curious for my own good?
• Can I go burn something now? (fiddles with matches)

» » »-------------Digging Deeper------------

[✖] --- p e r s o n a l i t y

Since I grew up as an orphan for pretty much my entire life, I’ve learned to be open and gregarious to other people. My first best lesson was to always smile, because it makes others smile and gets you out of trouble. I educated myself through my friends and Hawthorn’s library, mastering English, math, history, science, Chinese, and Spanish this way. I also picked up an informal education in psychology and art simply by wandering into the right--or wrong--place at the right time. Magic, witchcraft, and fire in particular interest me, so I try to talk about it a lot. As a result, I’ve been accused of inattentiveness and shallow-mindedness. I’ve also been told that I can be uncomfortably blunt and direct, and—Whoa, you really should burn that shirt, or at least lose some fat, ’cause it looks really bad on you. Hey! Don’t hit me; I was just saying! Swing at me again, and I’ll get really angry at you! … Life is like a bunch of strawberries—you gotta take the sour with the sweet. ‘Course, if you can find the sour ones before you eat ‘em, like I can, you won’t have any problems, right? You’re laughing now! See how much better it is when nobody retaliates?

But honestly, I think someone’s gonna retaliate soon… All of my friends have already disappeared, and I have no idea when it’ll be my turn. Don’t tell anyone else that I know about Hawthorn. Except Anna.


[✖] --- b i o

I was born to two Chinese immigrants from Hong Kong, one doctor and one lawyer. I was an energetic and smart baby, and my parents loved me very much. However, they didn’t like how easily I became distracted, and would discipline me every time my attention wandered. They also worried about my early fascination with fire, and more than once denied me the chance to investigate that pretty stove. They didn’t entirely succeed, though, and I have the scars to prove it. My parents were thrilled to hear me speak for the first time, but as soon as I’d said “fire”, their high hopes became high storms. They locked me in my room and forbade me to eat dinner, saying that since they were too tired to eat, they weren’t getting me anything, either. My room quickly grew boring, though, and when I had played with everything I could, I found not only a ladder, but also a passageway into an unexplored world—the attic. Being the inquisitive child I was, I ventured up there, not at all afraid of the dark, but I suppose it was a good thing that the old homeowners cleaned the rats out first. I took another exit down, discovered that it led to my parents’ pantry, and helped myself. I realized after that I could hear my parents from here, and I listened. They were arguing about me, about the house, about this country, about them… I couldn’t take it. I burst out from the attic, screaming and crying for them not to break up. In my fury, I even threatened to burn the house down if they did.

Heh. Maybe that hadn’t been such a good idea. Once they heard that, my parents made up their minds. I had to go, for their sanity and mine. I was five when they shipped me off to Hawthorn, and that was the last I ever saw of them. I’m surprised I can remember all this, because they never came back for me… Oh yeah, they had black hair, although my mom’s was brown, and their eyes were like fire, especially when they were mad—How would they look now, or amid a blaze?

What? I’m getting off topic? Am not. What was I talking about? Oh, right. Anyway, my parents sent me to Hawthorn at five. How they covered it up! They told me it was a private school, that I’d become a genius here, that they’d return every year to see me. They actually did return, once. But before I could run out to hug them, the “principal”, or head doctor, answered the door first, blocking my wiry frame with her much wider one. As I kicked against her legs, she told them that I had been a horrible child, that I had been caught many times sneaking around at night, stealing cookies, stealing books, spying on her workers. Which I had done, but I never ate much. I never told anyone what I learned from the workers, because I had been listening to see if any one of them could be my friend. And every book I ‘stole’, I returned to the room I’d taken it from. She didn’t have to put such a harsh spin on it all. Either way, my parents couldn’t believe their ears. They were shocked that I had done such terrible things, and when the head doctor finally stepped aside to let me come out and hug them, they backed away rapidly from me and fled, without even a word of pretense. As they drove off, the head doctor bent down and sneered into my face: “That’s what you get for breaking our rules, brat.”

She smelled like old cigars. And her hair—

Fine! I’ll keep going! As the years wore on, more ‘students’ came to Hawthorn to be ‘educated’. In those early years, Hawthorn was advertised as a private school for all young kids. It only took a little listening in to understand that this was really a prison for us, the so-called ‘deranged’. I told every kid this, and we eventually formed a clan of sorts, sworn to breaking the terrible tyranny of this place and returning home to our parents, who we felt would welcome us with open arms if they knew the truth of this place. Together, we stalked the kitchens by night and the libraries by day, feasting ourselves on employees’ food—which was way better than ward’s food—and on knowledge. I myself became engrossed in history and magic, especially when the two were combined.

Nothing ever came of it. The head doctor found out, and one by one, she selected a kid to be ‘reintegrated’ into normal society. My friends went happily, feeling that this was their chance to reunite with their parents. Not one of them ever returned. Finally, just Liam and I were left. He had been admitted for bipolar disorder, but I loved him like a brother in either mood. The day came, however, when it was his turn to be ‘reintegrated’. They announced his name over the intercom. We exchanged glances. I begged him not to go, but the dream of finding his parents again had taken him, too. He went skipping down the hall. And I never saw him again.

I was eleven when that happened. Out of grief, I started playing with some paints I’d found on a previous prowl around the penitentiary. I posted that picture on the computer, and someone offered to buy it for a hundred bucks. Intrigued, I accepted, and the painting exchanged hands in the alleyways outside. As it turned out, my buyer had a daughter to educate at Hawthorn, a sweet-looking Briton about my age. I tried for a few months to track her, to see if the doctors would do to her what they had done to my friends, only to find out that she was doing the same to me. We quickly became friends after that.

For seven years, I have been painting, learning, and waiting. My day must come; there is no doubt about that. My only question is when.


[✖] --- e x t r a

I love painting. I’ll paint a portrait of my friends for free, but I can also sell them for a tidy profit. It helps bring light to our plight—cool! That rhymes!—and I’ve stocked some $900 toward escape that way.

» » »-------------Behind the Mask------------

[✖] --- O w n e r

Nintendraw

[✖] --- P o s t i n gxxC o l o r s

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Ascension: Mikelis





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Mikelis
Age: 800 (appears 20)
Rank: Guardian Angel
Username: Nintendraw

Mikelis has watched over Northern Europe ever since the first Christians prayed. He has guided many humans to ascension and watched many more do the same. When John Calvin rose to power in Geneva, Switzerland, and preached God's new doctrine of predestination, however, Mikelis began seeing more dismal assignments. In alarming frequency, the angel has seen truly blessed individuals sink down Below, as if their guardian angels had no more power over them than an insect did. Repeatedly, he has attempted to guide his protégés to Heaven, only to see them banished to Hell, where God had assigned them through no fault of their own. Now he is protecting another girl, another one of these so-called "Hellbounds", and Mikelis will do everything in his power to prevent her from Falling like the others...

Mikelis was born almost at the same time true Christian civilization arrived in Europe, so he is a rather old angel, though obviously nowhere near as old as the archangels. He is rather stiff and duty-driven, and somewhat slow to make friends. Most of his proteges he views as jobs, because humans live such short lives and rarely make it up to his level after they die. Mikelis has grown increasingly frustrated as God's predestination has taken perfectly fine and well-deserving humans to Hell while allowing street urchins to rise to Heaven. He takes this rage out occasionally on his protege, who suffers these as headaches until he manifests to her.