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Well, he files his own skin off into little jars to give away as gifts (It's not as weird if you think of what it does. XD ) so it would probably have to come of his back or some other place he couldn't/wouldn't reach.

Expensive! T.T

My neighborhood is nothing but quiet from our vantage point (we're the ones yelling it out or throwing loud parties, usually, so the neighbors might think differently. : O ), but the houses are generally spaced enough that we don't have any noise problems.

He was okay, just got his elbows and some of his legs skinned. >: /

I wouldn't know--I don't go outside much, and I'm ten years older than all the kids around here, so... O.O; Yeah, talking to the parents is about all we can do so far. Personally, if talking to the parents doesn't work, I'll call the police on their kid to let them know that I wasn't kidding when I said he was buggin' me. -.- I'm really patient for a long time, but when I'm set off, I'm really set off. >.<; And most people can tell that about me after, like, ten minutes of knowing me in person, for some reason. o.O I don't know how they know, but they do, because some of them comment on it.

Yes. : ) I've been working on his and Zhorm's profile lately. Can't post it just yet, but I've discovered quite a few things about Zhorm... >.>

I tend to be very different online; as do most everyone I know. I tend to be more open/happy-go-lucky online. IRL I'm much grumpier/quieter/politely distant, depending on my mood and who I'm with, unless I'm with my few close friends. THEN I'm much like I am online. XD

How's this for the daycare roleplay? Will it work?

Name: Omirao

Age: 31

Gender: Male

Race: Fairy

Appearance: Short (3' 8"); Bright, colorfully red hair (definitely not a natural color for humans, but he swears he doesn't dye it...); Blue, fin-like wings; Pointed ears; Blue eyes; Glasses; Like this

Short Bio: Rare that they were, Omirao's parents were watched very, very closely by the objective biologists of Gaia. Thus, said biologists knew exactly when he was born and, greedy for what the new child could teach them about the exotic species of fairy, they stole him. He doesn't know this, of course--the biologist's facilities were shut down just a few years later because of a lack of funds, well before any detailed memories could form in young Omi's mind. Desperate for a way out of their excessive debt, the now heavily corrupt biologists sold him to whoever would pay the most: a Traveling Troupe of Oddities. Thus was Omirao's life for just over ten long years...

Conditions in the Troupe were harsh for the "performers", with cold, hard cages, gruel for food, and various forms of abuse to ensure the manager's power. Unfortunately for the managers, Omirao was hit a little too hard once during his fifteenth year, breaking his nose and starting a large flow of his viruently acidic blood. Fortunately for Omirao, it lasted just long enough for him to successfully flee through the town they'd been staying in. From there, he began a new life, traveling to the city, starting a proper education, and learning the trade of an accountant. Now, he's finally to a comfortable place in life, and wishes to expand his experiences... With a bit of money on the side, which would help this poor fellow imensely.

Other: He has some special abilities; not sure if they classify as being "too much" for this roleplay's purposes or not, but...

Wings: He can hover short distances and lift himself a few feet in the air.

Skin: His skin has healing properties. It wouldn't be much against, say, a mortal wound, but small scrapes/bruises/illnesses tend to heal real quick when applied.

Spit: His spit is beautifying; clearing complexions, smoothing wrinkles, and fading bad liver spots. Not much use in this particular environment, I'm thinking... XD

Blood: Acidic. Will burn unless a base is applied/blood is washed off. This is part of why Omirao wears heavy coats and gloves.

What kind of trouble would overconfidence lead to here? XD

Usually I juat say what comes to mind. It's the existence of emoticons that bring my drama-king-ness out. >: D

I think. >.>;

Phobia's are weird. I have an almost-phobia of lightning. It leaves me in tears if I have to go outside at all when there's a lightning storm, no matter how mild. O///O;

I just posted it because it said to... just post things... : O

I saw that. XD I was looking through the announcements the other day, and he mentions you buggin' him for more spaces quite a bit.

I'll probably have Omi hop in during the next scene, which is supposed to start anytime, yes?

Lol, it sounds like you guys have a lot of fun.

Lots of people care too much what others think. In fact, even those who swear adamantly that they don't care care--they care that people think they don't care. XD It can get very complex, but in the end, less than one percent of the world DOESN'T care what others think, not counting those with severe mental illness. I used to think I didn't care, but people who don't care aren't shy, I think, so I figured I did. o.o

Yes. Usually crying in terror is involved in phobias, but fear is shown in many ways. o.o Mine is an "almost" phobia because I can still function when confronted by my fear--I just have to play a cheesy old country song's chorus over and over again in my head until I'm done functioning. >.>;;

Lol. XDD

Which definitely limits the number of custom vampire/half-vampire babies, yes. : D

Eh, I've seen people do it. I'm to prissy to engage myself in such a messy act, but others I know--*cough* my boyfriend *coughcough*--don't hesitate to dive right into those kind of things. : O! Oddly enough, he's the neat freak and I'm the one who's living space looks like a disaster. XD

Did I confuse you..? @.@

I was raised on country, so unless I actively try to hate it, I'm going to like it. XD Otherwise, my tastes go for old-style metal, new metal, hard rock, some alternative, most new age, and celtic symphony. o.o;

Yes. You're phobia is more phobia-ish than mine, from the way you're describing it. Do you ever feel as though you're being choked/suffocating during such situations?

Lol. Is this going to be another "nag Bijou" thing? XDD

Even when I'm prepared, it's still hard for me to make myself have fun playing in mud. >.<;; Unless someone else is freaking out about it. Then I forget that I hate mud, somehow, and enjoy it just as much as my boyfriend would. o.O;

Lol, do you guys have to draw a line down the middle? XDD Me and my sisters were all the same amount of messy in our rooms, so back when it wasn't "weird" to have boy and girl siblings sleeping in the same room everything was just all over the place. 9.9

I tend to like the heavily instrumental stuff, and celtic symphony has a lot of mix between haunting (the only kind I can sing to and sound amazing >.<) and fun, upbeat folk-songs. : )

For some reason, I never really like any music except the kind you'd expect in the background of a party/long car ride/restaurant; and only if its, well, in the background... O.O! It's odd, but my high moods are too high to waste time just listening to music on my lonesome.

Yeah, then you likely have a clinical phobia. o.o Mine's not bad enough to be clinically recognized. : O

Rofl!! I like that last part. It reminds me of when I actually DID share a room with my sister...

Sorry about the wait!! I've been hammered at school. T.T Graduating this year, yes? Last eight weeks, and they want to see how purple our faces will get if they make us sprint the rest...