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 Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 8:19 pm
↜Ｗħɒʈ'§ øɳ тħə συţƨɨ∂ɜ↝ Hair color : Golden blonde
Eyes color : Bright crimson red
Skin tone : Pale and creamy
Hair length : Just slightly below his ears. A little in his eyes but he can still see.
Role : The youngest brother
What i look like : ↛Ｗħɒʈ'§ øɳ тħə ɨиƨɨ∂ɜ↚ Personailty : At first glance, he seems like a sweet, innocent teenager. But you'll soon find out that's not the case. Simply put: Kaiden's a devil in disguise. He'll say the honest truth, no matter how brutal it is. So you might find him rude at times, but he's just telling the truth. He doesn't like being told what to do..okay he HATES it. He can seem rebellious cause he doesn't listen like ever but it's just that he doesn't like when people act above him. He can be very caring though; example: he cares more than another about his family. He'd hate to lose any of them, even if he might not act like it. Except for with his younger sister, it's hard not to be protective over her. He's very much on his way to being a rebellious, seductive, and mischevious man.
Gender : Male
Age : Sixteen
Name : Kaiden Holland
Biography : So, Kaiden wasn't too happy about having to move to this new house in the first place and now it's practically haunted? Just his luck. Kaiden is usually pretty fearless with this stuff and loves scary movies, books, etc. But this is a bit much even for him...the stuff that happen in that house..let's just not talk about it. So the second time, he was a bit more happier to move, especially since it seemed like it would make his family happier. But now there's this 'rumor' saying that they will still be followed by the ghosts, demons, whatever they are! And that might freak him out just a bit... He doesn't seem like it but he doesn't want anything to happen to his family. He acts fearless, but like everyone else he's a bit afraid of death.
Crush : {{Will edit}}
Likes : Scary movies, Sweets especially suckers, Reading, Sleeping in, Having anything exciting happen {He gets bored easily.}
Dislikes: Being bored, Having to wake up in the morning, Being scared {He's usually pretty fearless so he hates when he finds something that actually scares him}, Having to move so much.
Sexuality : Bi-sexual
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 8:20 pm
My name is Destery {Des} Aiden Kursinska and i am the prince of Russia.
I am seventeen and i will once again celebrate the day of my birth on May 4th.
There are many things i like, such as
- Anything that has to do with literature~
- History
- Romantic things
- A challenge
- Sweets..want to get on my good side at anytime, give me sweets~
And many things i dislike as well
- Crying..I don't mind if others do it, I just hate when I do.
- Blushing since I do it constantly
- Waking up early in the morning
- Snakes!!!!!!
- Onions and peppers...even the smell of them makes me sick xP
Most people tell me that i am the most innocent and beautiful male that you'll ever see. And to that I'll tell you to shut up. Yeaaah my personality doesn't exactly match my looks. I will admit that I do look really innocent and whether I really am or not, you'll have to wait and find out~ I'm really stubborn though and have a bit of short temper. I hate being lied to and don't trust people easily. I love to play hard to get though~ Sorry, but I don't do the whole love-at-first-sight then...it's never that easy! Right?? If you do actually get to know me though, you'll find out that I care about a lot of things and can be nice~ I must have some kind of charm thought since I've already been proposed to too many times for my liking..and I've turned down everyone of them~
here's the story of my life.
Well in Russia, things can be a bit harsher growing up. Loyalty is very important there and people look up to the royal family. I care deeply for the people of Russia and want to grow up to be a good king for them...but I hate what they're asking me to do right now. It's tradition to marry young and there's been a lot of pressure for me to get married. My father is furious at me for turning down every proposal that's been offered to me. But I can't help it. I'm a romantic at heart and I want somebody that I love. Somebody that can deal with my temper and stubborness~ Plus every person that's proposed to me just wants to marry me for my looks...I can see it in their eyes. Pervs~ Anyway, I've been sent to this school now to one) 'be around princes so that I'll hopefully choose one' according to my father and two) to be trained better. 'Kidnapping', 'Fights', 'Murder', and 'Victims' are common words that are used in my country. I need to know how to defend myself...especially after that incident. Something happened to me when I was sixteen and I'll make sure it never happens again. To find out what it is, get to know me~
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 10:43 am
❚❚❚❚❚❚❚ { Des Kursinska }   ●○●Name:Destery Aiden Kursinska
●○●Age:Seventeen
●○●Hair:He has pitch black hair.
●○●Eyes:His eyes are a natural rare, bright blue.
●○●General Appearance:He's shorter than most males and has a slender frame. He has pale, creamy skin.
●○●Identifiable Features:He has snake bite piercings that are duo-toned and a tattoo of a sun with Russian words written around it on the back of his right hand. The Intricacies: ●○●Occupation:He works at the host club, cleaning up the rooms and the place. He also helps out with small favors that people ask him to do around the club.
●○●Biography:
»»»Destery grew up in a very wealthy, well respected family. If you look at the picture that Lucian has of him, you can tell that he was happy then as he was smiling brightly. And he was happy. But as he grew up, he started to notice that he liked boys, not girls. He knew that his demon father wouldn't be happy with this so he kept it a secret for as long as he could. His father is a well known businessman and very old-fashioned. When Destery was sixteen though, his father caught him and his then-boyfriend making out and was outraged. He, in a sense, kicked Destery out. He told his son that he would give him a monthly check to pay for things as long as Destery kept his private life...well private. That means no making headline news or anything. Destery now lives in his own well penthouse, but tries to keep the wealth that he has a secret. He doesn't want anything to do with his family and just wants to live his life. That's why he wanted a job, so that he could start paying for things by himself and not have to use his father's money.
●○●Likes:He loves anything that has to do with literature. He loves to read, is taking online classes to become a writer, and works during the day at the local library. But don't think he's boring or anything; at night, he loves to hang out with his friends whether it's partying or just hanging out at one of their houses, he doesn't mind. He loves sweets, especially cheesecake. He also really likes Lucian, but Lucian just seems to hate him all the time.
●○●Dislikes:He doesn't like when people sleep around all the time. He's innocent himself and saving the first time for someone special. He doesn't like to talk about his family obviously and hates when people judge others. He doesn't like being told what to do; I mean he'll do it for his job but if you start bossing him around he'll get stubborn and probably won't do it. I mean he is only seventeen right now, he's still a teenager~ Even though he doesn't always act like it.
●○●Race:He's half angel, half demon. His looks equal his angel side, but his personality equals his demon side. The Misc. And The Obvious: ●○●Other DetailsDestery is one-hundred percent Russian, so he has a bit of an accent. You can still understand him though through the accent.
●○●Theme Song(s):Everything At Once
●○●Username:Inni Binini
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 10:44 am
Name: Nick Roux Age: Twenty Race: Half Angel/Half Demon Personality: To sum him up, he's a caring rebellious male. He loves to help out in centers and loves tattoos and piercings, something that he's trying to make into a career. He's very protective over Destery and is an outgoing male. He's not one to give up. Pic: 
Bio for both brothers: Nick and Destery are both desendants from God and Satan. They are the last of their kind and their powers are directly connected to the two powerful creatures. One problem is that the two brothers die when they hit the age of fifty and are reborn somewhere else in the world. They don't get their memories of their past lives until they're eighteen though, so right now Destery just thinks he's a half demon/half angel and that's it. Oh and they both don't age after they turn eighteen...yeah confusing, I know~ Right now, Destery is living with Nick in his apartment since both their human parents in this life are dead. Destery is still going to high school while Nick is working at a tattoo/piercing palor as an apprentience. Destery has noticed that Nick's been spending an awful lot of time with a person named Jayy lately though.
Name: Destery {Des} Roux Age: Seventeen {Eighteen in a week} Race: Half Angel/Half Demon Orientation: Gay Personality: His angel side shows, but his demon side is basically his personality. He looks very innocent which draws people in. He's also stubborn and likes to speak the honest truth which can make him seem rude at times so he's not easy to get. If you want to get him to show the nice side of him, then you need to get his attention. Fight back to his rude words and show him that you're different than the others~ Pic:
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 10:50 am
Name: Luke Doyle
Age: Seventeen
Bio: Luke has always known that he has a thing for guys and has always been open about it. He gets teased like hell for it and often gets bullied, but he's not about to change who he is. He's proud of who he is, even though he can't wait till the day that highschool is over so that hopefully the bullying will stop. Now there's a new bully that he has to deal with and this new guy is one of the worst! Luke is starting to get sick of it and wants to confront the other, but is a bit scared since Josh is not some scrawny male. He just doesn't get why the other has to tease him so much. He really wants a guy who will be there for him no matter what. He's a big romantic so he loves when people do sweet things, especially if you bring him desserts...he'll love you forever. He needs glasses just for reading also.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 2:38 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxKaidenxxx♔xxxIzayaxxx♔xxxWaldorf Ｔｈｉｓ Ｉｎｆｏｒｍａｔｉｏｎ Ｉｓ Ｋｉｎｄ Ｏｆ Ｉｍｐｏｒｔａｎｔ．．． I was born on May 4th. My parents named me Kaiden Izaya Waldorf.You pronounce that like this: Kay-din I-zay-ah Wall-door-ph. I prefer to be called Bunny or Kai. It has been eighteen years since I was born. I'm proud to say I'm Japanese and come from a long line of Lolitians. You want to look in my pants or will you believe that I am a male. But my gender doesn't determine my sexuality; I'm a proud homosexual.
Ｃａｎ'ｔ Ｔｏｕｃｈ Ｔｈｉｓ．．． There's 5'4" and 127 lbs. of me to love. My pitch black hair is all natural believe it or not. I've been told that people with magenta eyes know how to capture hearts. I suppose you should know that I have a tattoo of a sun on the top of my right hand with Lolitian words written around it, snake bite piercings, and a tattoo of an array of stars behind my left ear on my body.
Ｌｅｔ'ｓ Ｇｅｔ Ｔｏ Ｋｎｏｗ Ｅａｃｈ Ｏｔｈｅｒ．．． I'm this kind of person:
Stubbornxxx♔xxxInnocentxxx♔xxxEasily Annoyedxxx♔xxxSweet
These things make me happy:
Cheesecakexxx♔xxxVintage Moviesxxx♔xxxRomance {I'm a big romantic at heart.}xxx♔xxxReading
Don't get on my bad side:
People touching me too casuallyxxx♔xxxOnions or peppers {Just the smell of them makes me puke.}xxx♔xxxPeople calling me Bunnyxxx♔xxxScary Movies
No one is perfect:
Stormsxxx♔xxxThe Darkxxx♔xxxMy Memories
I fit in this little space I guess:
♔Lolitian Male Ｈｅｒｅ Ｉｓ Ｍｙ Ｓｔｏｒｙ．．． I'll start off by saying that when I put innocence as a trait of mine, that is somewhat correct. Mentally and personality-wise, I am innocent. But physcially, I'm not. Which brings in my memories and me pushing those memories into the back of my head. As Lolitian, you naturally get a lot of attention for your looks but quite a bit of that attention can be unwanted. With the Lolitian race, there is no law that stops an unwanted sexual move towards someone. The Lolitian elders believe that it matures a person and gets a Lolitian to appreciate their looks a lot more. Harsh, yes. But otherwise growing up as a Lolitian isn't bad. There's a reason though why I don't like being touched too casually. Which is something the Deliacs use to get me wilded up and annoyed, which is okay cause it's all just teasing. But if I don't know you and you touch me like we're intimate or something, then I'll get pissed and panicked. Anyways~ My father passed away when I was just a little boy and I'm not too sad about it cause I never really knew him anyways. I grew up an only child with my single mother then who I love dearly. She's my rolemodel and can always make me smile. She had to stay on Zartanius though, but I'm hoping to finish up this assignment on Earth soon so that she can come and stay here too and get away from that war. My nickname is Bunny which is something I do but don't like. I use to love being called it when I was younger and people called me it cause I looked so innocent, and still do. But now, I don't feel like it fits due to the past. But the Deliacs still call me it since I still look as innocent as a bunny, so oh well.
Ｔｈｉｓ Ｉｎｔｅｒｖｉｅｗ Ｉｓ Ｃｏｍｉｎｇ Ｔｏ Ａｎ Ｅｎｄ．．． Oh! I forgot:
A few things of course. Did I forget to mention that I misplace stuff easily because I don't remember where I put it? A quirk of mine~ Also, I'm talented at taking pictures and really enjoy doing it. But I don't like showing off with it, so you'll more likely find me reading or watching a movie than taking a picture. I'm not very easy to get too by the way. I don't trust people easily because if people do ever get the courage to approach me, it's usually either just cause of my looks or because they want to get in my pants...yeah not something I'm looking for in a boyfriend. I am a big romantic at heart though so my biggest dream is to find somebody that loves me for me and gets to courage to come and talk to me! I guess I don't make myself very approachable though...oh well. Also: I've already been reserved a seat on the Lolitian Elder Committee {they're highly respected} when I get older because, I've been told, that my looks are one of the best of the Lolitian race.
xxxxxxxxxxxInni Binini
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 2:40 pm
My name in real life is~ Kisan WaldorfBut online i am know as~ ILBI am ~ Eighteen ~ Years oldOnline my character is a ~Light Elf and a Sniper~Based on what people say...i suppose i am ~ Very stubborn, Sweet, Caring, Easily embarrassed, Innocent, Not afraid to speak my mind, and Cunning. My life....in a nut shell~ When Kisan was born, he was born with CIP meaning that he doesn’t feel physical pain and in return doesn’t know how to act to it. He lived a pretty normal life except for the fact that people always had to pay a bit more attention to him to make sure he didn’t get hurt since he wouldn’t realize it himself. He hated it and didn’t like how overprotective his parents were. The only times he got to just do whatever was when he was with his brother, Aiden. Aiden was always the troublemaker and the one with the scraped knees while Kisan was forced to sit to the side and not engage in any physical activities. But when he was just with Aiden, Aiden would give him some freedom and trusted the other to be careful himself. The other thing with Kisan is that he’s homosexual and got picked on quite a bit at school which resulted in Aiden getting in many fights as he stood up for his brother. Kisan was in school until tenth grade, when his parents decided to just homeschool him. Of course, he was not thrilled about this one bit but his parents tried to make it up to him by buying him the game Second Life. Now, Kisan is eighteen and has been stuck in the game for a year and in a coma in real life. A couple of things: one) don’t ask Kisan what his online name means. His brother put it in before he could change it as a joke and Kisan will get irritated with his brother and blush like crazy when you ask what it means. two) his brother also pulled another joke on him and made a glitch happen so that Kisan’s character in the game doesn’t look any different than how he looks in real life.This is what i look like.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 2:41 pm
My name in real life is~ Aiden WaldorfBut online i am know as~ MischiefI am ~ Twenty ~ Years oldOnline my character is a ~Tiefling and a Mage~Based on what people say...i suppose i am ~ Rebellious, Outgoing, Caring, Protective, a Troublemaker, Smart, and Nice to those that deserve it.My life....in a nut shell~ Well you already know part of it. Aiden’s childhood was pretty normal except that he had Kisan as a little brother. He had nothing against Kisan though and he’s really close to him. Aiden’s parents always paid more attention to Kisan, but he didn’t mind. It meant that he was able to sneak away and do what he wanted~ When Aiden was little, he was a troublemaker and was always getting into fights. People just couldn’t learn to shut their mouths though and he only get in fights with people who deserved it. Now that he’s older, he’s not so much of a little brat but he’s still rebellious at times. Aiden does have a tendency to tease people, but if you want him to shut up then tell him and he will. He’s also very caring though and smart which most people seem surprised about. Aiden needs his daily smokes and likes to drink, but he knows when to stop. He’s given up drinking for the time being though as his brother going into a coma took a huge blow to him. He’s never been one for Second Life and doesn’t get why everyone likes it. He started playing though to search for his brother and to try to find a way to bring the other home.This is what i look like.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 2:44 pm
 Name: Izaya Waldorf
Age: Seventeen
Personality: He blushes really easily and is innocent. He's not afraid to speak his mind though and can be very stubborn at times. He loves to help out others. He speaks the honest truth so sometimes he can be a bit rude, but overall he's generally nice. He hates when people judge others. He seems shy cause he gets embarrassed easily and stays out of the way, but he's not.
Jobs: He cleans rooms, helps with cooking, makes sure the fireplaces stay lit during the night, and helps take care of the horses. Basically anything that he can do while staying out of sight.
A little info: Izaya was always made fun of for being a homosexual neko. Two things that aren't accepted during this time. He's different and unique which makes most people look down on him and others attracted to him. He loves to read and cook desserts; he cooks the prince's favorite desserts but the prince doesn't know that. Just like the prince doesn't know that Izaya is the one who keeps his fire burning at night. Izaya got the job of working at the castle on one condition: he had to try to be seen as little as possible. Which he's good at doing, especially since he does most of his jobs at night and sleeps during the day.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 2:45 pm
The Alcoholic
“Being addicted to a liquid is the least of my problems.” тнє ηαмє ση му вιятн cєятιƒιcαтє Luca Wanatabe ησ ηєє∂ тσ вє ƒσямαℓ, уσυ cαη cαℓℓ мє Sorry, no nicknames. ωσω ℓιƒє נυѕт ραѕѕє∂ мє ву ι'м αℓяєα∂у Eighteen ωєℓℓ ι тнιηҡ ι'м Gay and Uke, but he’ll never admit that he’s bottom. єνєяувσ∂у ѕαуѕ ι'м He’s very short tempered and has an awful temper. Seriously, don’t try to tick him off for fun too many times or he’ll never like you. He doesn’t trust a living soul since nobody ever trusts him. He’s a little insane…okay maybe a bit more than a little. You’ll find out the reasoning when you look at his bio. He loves to laugh, even though he’s such a hothead. He’s a bit of a masochist, not minding pain at all..in fact, it makes him laugh again. He forgets things easily as he’s not use to remembering his nights being drunk most the time and all. He’s mischevious and loves to play games. ωσω... ℓιƒє αѕ α тєєη cαη вє ∂郃ιcυℓт Luca grew up in England, a fact that will be well known when you hear that accent of his. His parents were filthy rich, his dad being some duke or something…he really can’t remember. He was adopted into his family, so people tended to look down on him even his siblings since he wasn’t blood related to them or anything. Anyways, Luca’s always been a bit off. As a child, he would end up with weird bruises and marks all over and he would claim to his parents that monsters were after him. He claimed that these ‘monsters’ would cause trouble for him and frame him for stuff that he never did. His parents never believed him though and were more upset about the family image than anything. That’s when Luca started drinking. He wanted to forget everything and get rid of these monsters. He’d drink to the point where he couldn’t stay or every remember his name at times. His family say this as a huge problem and had his a** dragged to the therapy place, him kicking and screaming the whole way. He’s a little more out of it now since this place doesn’t have alcohol for him and he still gets weird bruises and marks to this day. αηyтнιηɞ єℓѕє ι ƒσяɞσт Other weird things happen to him besides bruises and marks, but who knows…maybe it’s just all in his head~ мυѕιc ιѕ му ℓιƒє вєнιη∂ тнє ѕcєηєѕ Inni Binini
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 2:48 pm
 K i s a n . S e b a s t i a n . M o r i e l e . the B r a i n i a c . ★ Age: Nineteen
★ Birthday: 3/4
★ Sexuality: Homosexual G o i n g . u n d e r . xxxxxI am...
★ Sweet
★ Very stubborn
★ Intelligent
★ Easily annoyed
★ Innocent
★ Not very trusting of others
xxxxxForgive me if I tend to...
★ Blush easily
★ Chew my bottom lip and/or play with my snake bite piercings
★ Laugh at inappropriate times, like when someone gets hurt
★ Speak French when I'm upset, frustrated, or...*ahem* turned on
xxxxxPassionate about...
★ Photography
★ Reading
★ Learning new things
★ Dreaming
★ The person he keeps seeing and hearing in his dreams {aka the Bittersweet Prince}
xxxxxI adore...
★ Anything vintage
★ Cheesecake
★ Bittersweet things
★ Challenges
★ His dreams
★ Taking the perfect photograph
★ Blankets
★ Any romantic, cheesy thing
xxxxxI abhor...
★ The dark
★ Memories
★ Being touched {unless he trusts you}
★ That he’s so untrusting of others
★ Onions and peppers
★ The sense of giving in or losing some argument
★ How much he blushes
★ Snakes 2 0 , 0 0 0 . l e a g u e s . b e l o w . xxxxxBiography: Kisan can only tell you about a certain part of his past. If you ask him about any memories that pertain to when he was ten or younger, he could not tell you anything. His brain can hold tons of information, surpassing most individuals, and he can remember some small detail of something that happened months ago. But those memories of him from birth until ten years of age are simply gone, locked away so deep within his mind that they’ll probably never come back to him. The unfortunate part of that is that he does not recall any memories of his biological parents and the fortunate part of that is that he does not recall the accident that took away his biological parent’s life and almost his own. All he knows if that it was a car accident, a result of a drunken driver, that took away Mr. and Mrs. Moriele’s lives. The only thing that Kisan can remember from his childhood is how to speak French, which he learned from his French parents yet he can’t remember learning it. The part of his past that Kisan can tell you about though is what happened after that accident. Kisan was put into an orphanage, going from place to place, until he was adopted at the age of thirteen to a loving, but very naïve couple. The couple were simple, plain people that worked hard to provide a decent home for their family and tried their best to be good parents. And they were for the most part, except for the fact that they were naïve and didn’t realize that their two eldest boys weren’t so innocent. The two eldest boys loved to drink, pull pranks, bully, and both had very homophobic views. Not the fault of their parents, it was just the way the two eldest boys grew up to be. Too much television and peer pressure from school could be factors in the way they turned out. Anyways, from the age of thirteen to eighteen, Kisan had to deal with those two boy’s abuse. Every time they got frustrated or mad about something, Kisan was the one they took the frustration out on. In their minds, he was someone that needed to toughen up since he was a homosexual male who loved to take pictures in his free time. Kisan dealt with the abuse though and still kept his usual optimistic attitude up. It wasn’t until he was eighteen and getting ready to move into his own place, that an incident happened. An incident that caused Kisan to be afraid of the dark, caused Kisan to not like people touching him if he doesn’t trust them, and caused Kisan to want to forget about his memories. Well you can guess what happened, so I won’t go into detail about that. After that incident though, Kisan moved as far away from that family as he could, got into an Ivy League school, and got his own place.
Since that incident, Kisan has never talked to anybody about it and has, instead, decided to act like it never happened. But when the memories come back or when the memories of that accident start to slowly creep back into the front of his mind, he quickly pushes them back and looks to his dreams for an escape. It started a little while ago that Kisan started to have very vivid, surreal dreams. His dreams favored towards the bittersweet ones for reasons even he doesn’t know. He remembers the Bittersweet realm of pretty yet poisonous flowers, of a lake that would disappear on its own, of a place that could give you your greatest desires only to have them pulled away. The place inspired his pictures that he took in reality, yet he could never capture the feel of the Bittersweet realm….just like how nobody could ever make him feel the way he did when he’d see Alexei in his dreams. The Bittersweet prince would come to him in many different forms, so Kisan didn’t always know that it was the same person yet he’d always feel that pull towards the other in his dreams. He’d smile when he’d hear that voice calling to him back into his dreams. His heart would race and his skin would tingle when he knew he’d be going back into that realm of bittersweet and sensual. He slowly started to see the things that Alexei threw his way: a glimpse of the prince’s home, Alexei’s favored form, and breathtaking images of the fields and flowers of the Bittersweet realm. Kisan started to crave the place, placing these images into his idea of the perfect escape. He remembers the dreams perfectly: the bittersweet ones that pulled him in, the array of heated ones that seemed to play out all his desires, and the ones that he knew were important, the ones that Alexei would show him of his house and so on. These dreams replaced Kisan’s memories of his childhood that he so badly wanted to forget. Kisan would wake up from the dreams with a sense of disappointment and lose, but the logic inside of him told him that this had to happen. His reality was to live with the memories and to achieve great things with that talented mind of his, not to escape to some bittersweet fantasy. His heart wanted the dreams, but his mind told him that they weren’t real. And that was when, on a rainy day, he found a bracelet with a dream catcher attached to it in his pocket. The thing was beautiful and interesting and Kisan didn’t think much of it when he slipped it on his wrist and went about his usual day. But that night, things changed. He found himself trapped inside those beautiful dreams that his heart desired but his mind resisted. He hadn’t been sure how to react when he found out that him, along with some others, were now forced to stay in this dream realm. His heart was racing and his skin tingled like usual, but the idea of being forced to stay was not something that sat well with an abused male who hated to be forced to do stuff and who tended to follow logic. He loved the dreams, but none of this is real…right? It’s all just dreams. So now he has to decide what to listen to: his heart or his mind?xxxxxTheme Song: Everything At Once xxxxxbehind my mask: Inni Binini
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2012 6:30 pm
[. P h o t o g r a p h e r . a n d . P o r n S t a r .] First Name::Kisan Middle Name::SebastianLast Name::Moriele Age::Eighteen Gender::Male Sexuality::Homosexual Race::French Date of Birth::May 4th Hair Color::Pitch Black Eye Color::Magenta Extra?::Tattoos--an array of stars behind his left ear, the words Famille vient en premier... with the names of his family underneath inked on the inside of his left forearm, and small birds surrounding the word Amour down his right torso side. Piercings--snake bites. Profession::He's a professional photographer, one of the youngest, and is, secretly, a porn star. Grade::He just graduated from his online high school classes a couple months ago. Relationship Status::Single Lover's Name::None at the moment Siblings' Name(s)::Gemma {21} Deceased at ten, Luke {24} deceased at thirteen, and Hale {24} deceased at thirteen. Father's Name::Sebastian Moriele--deceased. Mother's Name::Lucinda {Doyle} Moriele--deceased. Personality::Kisan is a sweet, shy male when you first meet him. He oozes innocence and is the type of person that someone naturally wants to protect...or prey on. But once Kisan picks up his camera, or gets to know you, he becomes more outgoing and you start to get to know the true him. He's not physically innocent, obviously; but he still has those innocent looks to him. One thing though, he can be very stubborn and can have a temper ever now and then. He can be fiesty and doesn't like to lose arguements. He's very caring and likes to help others out if they deserve it. He blushes like crazy at times. Likes::Sweets, Vintage movies, Anything romantic {he's a romantic at heart}, Reading, Photography, and Blankets. Dislikes::Storms, Onions and peppers {just the smell makes him puke}, Being alone at night, and Memories. Biography::Sebastian Moriele, Kisan's father, was a photographer who took amazing photos and happened to fall in love with one of his models, Kisan's mother. It was a sweetheart romance and life seemed to be going well as the couple had four children: the outgoing twins Luke and Hale, smart Gemma, and sweet Kisan. Until one day, the housekeeper came in to find the Moriele family dead and murdered, except for the young seven year old Kisan who was hiding under a bed. Nobody knows what happened that night or who ever murdered the family and Kisan never spoke about it, not even today. So you can guess that Kisan doesn't like to remember the past, just like he doesn't like storms like the one that happened that night. Kisan followed in father's footsteps though and came to be the youngest professional photographer during his time. He's good at what he does but very few people know that he also has a second job in the porn industry. The only way you'd know that is if you've watch his videos which is not something everyone likes to admit. If you want to know why Kisan is also a porn star, then ask him~ He now lives in a loft with his crazy best friend, Winnie. Physical Appearance::
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 10:28 am
 K I S A N | S E B A S T I A N | M O R I E L Eｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅ ::
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Unknown, but based on certain things about him you can tell he at least has some demon blood in him.
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ｓｔｕｄｅｎｔ ｏｒ ｔｅａｃｈｅｒ ::
ｃｌａｓｓ ｔｙｐｅ ::
ｈａｉｒ ｃｏｌｏｒ | ｅｙｅ ｃｏｌｏｒ ::
Pitch Black | Magenta with gold flecks
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Piercings: Snake bite {two small black duds} || Tattoos: an array of stars behind his left ear and the word Amour surrounded by small birds on the inside of his right wrist. || Scars: a circle with tribal designs inside of it is burned onto his skin on the lower left corner of his back, or on his hip however you want to look at it.
ｍｏｒｅ ｉｎ ＤEＰＴＨxxxxxxxxxxxxｌｉｋｅｓ ::
He loves to read and anything that has to do with literature. You’ll most likely find him reading a book whenever he has spare time. || He also loves information. He finds it interesting to know what a person’s quirks are, the background history of an object, a new language, anything. He’s curious about a number of things. || Two things he adores are cheesecake and coffee. He needs his daily dose of coffee, especially in the mornings which he has a hard time dealing with. And if you want to get on this male’s good side, then give him cheesecake. He’ll love you forever. || He has a thing for blankets, finding the need to have a numerous number of them on his bed before he can sleep. || He’s a romantic at heart so romantic things and gestures always make him smile. || He’s also a fan of vintage things so if you can’t find him reading, you’ll most likely find him watching an old time movie wrapped in one of his cozy blankets.
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He hates, hates, hates snakes. He can’t even stand the sight of a picture of one of those creatues. || He can’t stand onions or peppers. Just the smell of those vegetables can send him to the bathroom to puke. He still doesn’t know why he has such a strong reaction to them though. || Some people might not find this as a negative thing, but he doesn’t like how much he blushes. It’s not a hard thing to make this male blush. || Losing an argument. He’s a very stubborn male so doesn’t like the feeling of losing a point in an argument, even if it’s just a little one. || His quirk of using his native language when he gets frustrated, embarrassed, or…{ahem} turned on. When any of those things happens, a rapid string of French will come out. || Not knowing something. He already has no idea who his family is or what happened to them and what his is, so he’s not fond of people keeping things from him. Plus like I said, he’s a curious male so he naturally wants to know things.
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He has a small fear of the dark. He doesn’t mind walking around at night because there’s usually lights and/or the moon to light his path. But if it’s pitch black or just dark enough that he can’t really see, he panics. || His dislike of snakes is actually a fear. || He’s not a fan of storms even though he doesn’t know why he gets freaked out by them and figures it must be connected with something that happened with he was really young, a time he doesn’t remember.
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He’s talented at fighting with knives, especially when it comes to knife throwing. His favored weapon is a switchblade. || He’s talented at reading people. One glance is all he needs and it’s like his amber eyes are looking into your soul. Yes, not everybody is quite as predictable as others, but he can still detect little details about a person. || He’s talented at being stealthy. He can move quick due to his petite stature, is flexible, and can be as quiet as a mouse.
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Illusions: It’s as simple as it sounds yet this one power can be quite complicated. Kisan can do a number of things such as disappearing, changing the shape and form of an object or person, etc. all things that have to do with making a person see something that really isn’t there. Just because it isn’t there though doesn’t mean it can’t hurt. His illusions are real as long as the person believes in them and it’s not that easy to just see those this male’s illusions. {I’m only giving Kisan one power since illusions can do a large variety of things}.
ｔｈｅ ＰＲIＶＡＴＥ ＭAＴＴＥＲＳxxxxxxxxxxxxｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ ::
A simple overview of Kisan would be that he’s like a rose. It’s beautiful and innocent just waiting for someone to come along and pluck it, but as soon as you do you get pricked by the thorns. Kisan is a beauty that has thorns you need to watch out for. He has innocent, delicate features and moves with an elegance and grace that is unnatural. But he is also one very stubborn, easily annoyed male. It’s easy to tease this male since it’s not hard to get him frustrated and flustered. He is not one to lose an argument though so watch out for that bite. Even though he can get annoyed easily, Kisan is sweet male deep down. If he’s close to someone, he’s protective of them and there whenever they need a listening ear. He does not forgive others easily so if you do something to hurt or upset him, you better be working your a** off to make it up or you won’t get an apology. He just doesn’t like the idea of saying ‘Oh, no big deal.’ and brushing the situation away when something doesn’t something to hurt him. He’s a tad forgetful at times, easily misplacing things and having to look for them which is odd because if it’s not an object and is just information then he can remember it easily.
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Kisan cannot tell you how his life began because he does not remember. Which is really frustrating because he also doesn’t know what race he is. He knows that he has demon blood in him since he can change into a demonic form, but that’s it. He only changes into that form when he’s really pissed off and he tries to make sure that never happens. The one time that he did, he remembered looking into a mirror to see himself with bright red eyes, a pitch black tail, pointy ears, and black horns but then he blacked out, losing his control to that demon side in him. When he woke up, the place he was at was a disaster and the people around him were dead. So yeah, demon side doesn’t get to come out.
What Kisan can tell you about his past starts off like this: he was found wandering around in the country during a storm as a young child until a couple found him. They took him in as his own son and raised him, even though it was obvious he was different. He had a preference of boys, he knew fluent French even though the couple found in near their home in America, and he had those powers that clearly said he wasn’t human, or at least not fully. Still with those differences, he grew up like a normal child would. Go to school, work, hang out with friends, all that boring stuff. Then Kisan met him...
Kisan was sixteen and a new male had shown up at his school. Kisan still to this day doesn’t know that male’s real name, but the male used the fake name of Xiomar while he attended. Kisan could tell right away that Xiomar was different like him and soon found out that the male was a demon. He was so happy to find someone like him and the two soon started to hang out almost everyday. Then things started to change. Kisan started to notice that Xiomar’s glances at him would linger a bit too long, that Xiomar would sit closer to him than necessary, and that Xiomar would purposely make hinting comments that made Kisan blush. Kisan’s suspicions about Xiomar’s feelings changing were confirmed when the demon kissed him one night and claimed that he had fallen for the other. Kisan didn’t know quite how to react and Xiomar could tell by the look in Kisan’s eyes that he was about to start pulling away from him. Xiomar started to get mad them and his demonic side came out. He ended up pressing his palm against Kisan’s left lower back/hip to create a burn mark of his demon symbol on the petite male and on his own palm. The two marks created a bond that showed that Kisan’s soul belonged to Xiomar whenever he died, something that Kisan wasn’t happy about.
He decided that he wanted to move away and create a new life, something that happened once he got a letter from St. Angeline’s Academy. He gladly accepted~
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Since nobody else is claiming who they like, Kisan isn’t either~
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Not that I can think of. If I do, you’ll find out in the posts.
ｔｈｅ ｐｕｐｐｅｔ ｍａｓｔｅｒ ::
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 6:34 pm
 XXXXXXXXXXXXX LOOK ALIVE, SUNSHINE !!!
THIS IS ME, Nolan Sokolov; Ace
HANGING OUT WITH Wildcards
Twenty One
HE'S ALWAYS LOOKING AT men.
Nobody WONT STOP ME PUTTING IT DOWN
XXXXXXXXXXXXX SHE KEEPS A PICTURE OF THE BODY SHE LENDS...
I MEET YOUR EYES... Pink
ALL MY HAIRS ABANDONED ALL MY BODY ... Black
IF THE SUN COMES UP, WILL IT TEAR THE SKIN RIGHT OFF OUR BONES...He’s average height with a slender, slightly feminine built. He has pale, porcelain skin.
HERE'S TO THE HEARTS YOU'LL BREAK...
XXXXXXXXXXXXX ALL THE GHOSTS THAT ARE NEVER GOING TO CATCH ME
THE PAGES ARE ALL TORN AND FRAYED... Nolan grew up in an orphanage in Russia and not a very pleasant one. It was cold there and kids were constantly starving and sick. But don’t worry this isn’t a sob story…Nolan isn’t fond of those. He stuck it through in that place until he was seven years old and was adopted. The person who adopted him? You all know her as the Black Mariah, but to Nolan she was mom. The Wildcards took in their leader’s child and Nolan was raised as a part of the gang. He learned to act first, think later. Things changed when certain events took place: the Red Mob was almost completely wiped out, the blame was put on the Wildcards and Rats, and Nolan’s mother was brutally attacked, raped, and de-tongued. To say this upset Nolan is an understatement. He’s never been fond of the Angels, as he grew up learning not to be, but now his hatred has only grown for them. So if you’re an Angel and meet Nolan, watch your back. He might not look like he can do much, but he has the codename Ace for a reason.
I'LL MAKE YOU UNDERSTAND THAT YOU CAN'T TRADE ME FOR AN APPARITION... Nolan can be rather manipulative and is good at it, which earned him the codename of Ace. That and he’s skilled with using knives as weapons also. He likes to mess with people and see what makes them tick, happy, ect. He doesn’t regret often, being raised not to. So if you get upset when you find out that you’re just a pawn in his games, don’t come crying to him. Nolan is a very stubborn individual and doesn’t like to back down, adding to his feisty personality. He also isn’t fond of being told what to do, most of the time leading to him doing the opposite of what you said and causing mischief. Nolan does a caring, loyal side but good luck ever seeing that. He won’t even cry in front of others, thinking that it makes him look weak. Nolan is also pretty smart, but he tends to hide it.
ALL THE THINGS YOU NEVER EVER TOLD ME... He hides what his sexuality is, but this is more of a game for him. He finds it amusing to hear people’s guesses and keeps the truth to himself. He also NEVER tells people what his middle name is. That one’s not a game, even though people still try to guess, he just doesn’t like it. He’s terrified of snakes, another thing he tries to hide. He might not truly hate the Angels, but feels like he should and wants to for his mom’s sake.
I JUST WANT TO SING MY SONG Eat You Up
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 4:31 pm
 Are you ready to play the game? Contestant/SpeAr number/Role: The Advisor
I introduce myself as: Destery Alexei Kursinska
But you may call me: Des if you know me personally, Destery if you don’t, and any name if you’re the king.
The number of birthday candles on my cake: Twenty One
How tall I stand: 5’6”
How much I weigh: 115 lbs
What I see in my mirror: When I look in the mirror the first thing I notice, and the first thing other people notice, are my eyes. I have big almond shaped eyes that are an array of purple and blue hues with gold specks. No, I do not wear contacts but don’t ask me how my eyes got that way since I can’t remember my past. I also have ivory skin and very light blond hair. My hair is very soft and tends to do its own thing so I do very little to it. I have a slim build and a slightly short height. I don’t work out so I don’t have muscle, but I’m also not fat due to a high metabolism. I have a few marks on me that you probably won’t notice at first due to their placements. I have only a couple tattoos: an array of stars behind my right ear and a spider web that looks like an intricate star at first on the top of my tongue. I also have the king’s branded mark of protection on my lower left back.
How you ended up in this lovely city:I can only tell you part of my story as my memory only goes back to the age of fifteen. During that day on one cold and stormy night, I woke up in some woods. I was on the ground, had scraps all over my body, and was bleeding from my head pretty badly. I could barely focus, especially with the storm going on, and couldn’t remember much of anything. I went wandering, looking for help and answers, and came across a rundown, dangerous looking city: Méfiance.
I found help that night, but also sealed my fate. When I wandered into Méfiance, I had ended up making my way to the king’s home and the people keeping watch that night had brought me to the king, suspicious of a bloody person with no memory wandering around in such a place. Something must have caught the king’s attention cause I was offered a place to stay, a brand of protection, and to be fixed up as long as I could be of service. Once I had some sleep in me and my wounds bandaged and fixed up, I was put to the test to see what use I could be, if any. When I managed to manipulate my way out of the tests and away from the people putting on the test and a Spear, the king wasn’t happy. Entertained but not happy. But I didn’t want someone to test me and tell me what I was good at…I already knew. When I was brought to the king a second time, this time for a punishment I stepped up to show him personally what I could do. I’m good at observing and manipulating. Two things that helped me find out that a small group of his workers were planning to kill him. I pointed out the people and the king was impressed that I had figured that out just with one night at this place. I was placed as the advisor to the king, one of the highest positions a person could have in this city.
It’s been six years since then and I’ve continued to do my job. I’ve figured out since then that I was in a car crash that fateful night due to the flashes of the crash that I get every now and then. Too bad it was really bad out and I was so unfocused or I would’ve noticed the crash and the road just a little ways next to me. I’ve never found more out about the crash or my past and I have no desire to. I’m too deep into this life now to ever be able to back to my old one. No one leaves this place and I know that includes me.
People often say I'm: Never underestimate the king’s court, they were chosen for a reason and that includes me. I’m manipulative and smart, not as much as the king, but still enough that you shouldn’t underestimate me. Which you most likely will due to me only being twenty-one and that I don’t fight. I know how to use my words and to get what I want. I’m very obstinate and not one to be told what to do, unless you’re the king of course. I’m good at tatics and being able to run this city/jail. You might think I’m uncaring and merciless since I send out a good number of orders to kill rebels and such, but that’s not necessarily true. I’m just smart and know that if I want to stay alive then it’s best to follow the king’s rules. And that’s all I’m saying about my personality. If you want to know more, get to know me…if you can that is.
Bring that my way!: Coffee, books, and cheesecake. Without those things, I might die. I need coffee to keep running throughout the day. It’s stressful running a city and dealing with a flirtatious, merciless king all day and night! I adore reading and in my free time, if I have any, that’s what you’ll find me doing. And cheesecake. Do I need to explain this one? It’s amazing…period. I also love to meet interesting people and love blankets. I need at least four on my bed before I can sleep. I also like spiders, which is why I have the tattoo of a spider’s web.
I don't want that!: I hate onions and peppers. Just the smell can make me gag and the taste of them will make me puke. This city, but I’ll never let our dear king or anyone else know that since it could get me in trouble. People who rebel and don’t listen. I mostly don’t like people like this cause they’re a pain in my side. It makes me work more since my job is to make everything runs smoothly. I hate when the king is in a bad mood since that also makes things bad for the people around him. People telling me what to do. Don’t do it because I won’t listen. Having flashes of the crash. Not only is it something I don’t want to remember, but it also causes bad headaches. I also hate when I blush…that is if someone can make me blush. And lastly, fighting. I’m not good at it and don’t like to lose, simple as that.
Oh, look at me!: Like I said, two of my talents are observation and manipulation. I notice things that other might not and this comes especially handy when paired with manipulation. If you look closely enough at a person, you can tell if they’re lying, what their fears are, what their hobbies are, etc. This is nice to know when you’re trying to manipulate someone and get your way. Also I may not be able to fight, but I am rather good at dodging and avoiding attacks.
I'm not so good at this: Obviously, I’m not good at offense in fighting. I can’t hit, can’t hold a sword, etc. Thankfully, I don’t usually have to deal in any fighting. Since I’m not good at fighting and in a higher position in the king’s court, I tend to stay in the Castle quite a bit. I also can be quite a sore loser. I don’t mean to be, but I hate losing even if it’s just a little argument.
What I use to fight: Nothing but words. Like I’ve said, I can’t fight only manipulate.
Oh, but I also have: Nothing that’s worth mentioning.
My lovely colors: Darkviolet, darkturquoise, and gold.
Oh, did I forget something?: I also forgot what I remember! Due to the crash, I don’t remember my past but I still know how to do stuff like read and so on. I also remember my first name, but not my middle or last even though I do have them. I remember my age too. The weird thing that I remember though is how to speak Russian which I must’ve learned when I was younger. I can speak it fluently and will use it when I’m upset or flustered.
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