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 Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 3:51 pm
ＣＬＡＳＳＩＣＡＬ ＨＡＮＤＳ' ＣＨＡＲＡＣＴＥＲＳ
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Active - Morana
Inactive - Sally, John-Luka, Braille
╚══════════════╝  ғeel free to call me. . .
Sally Raven, or just Sally.
υnless you're blind, you should see that I'm. . .
Female.
чou think I'm what age? No, I'm. .
17.
The υniverse welcomed me on. . .
March 10th.
α lot of people say I'm. . .
queer. More queer than the queerest monkey of Queerville. I know what you're thinking. There are no monkeys in Queerville.
I'm a failure of an artist with frequent spasms of wondrous virtuosity. I am a contented individual with a sarcastic tongue and no urge to indulge myself in social activity. People turn their nose up at my sense of fashion but quite frankly I don't care.
can you blame me for what I am now? After all, I grew up. . .
in an ordinary family. Of course, the term "ordinary" these days isn't particularly ordinary at all. My parents are great. They produced two thoroughly unusual children and managed to give them a suitable upbringing despite numerous little tragedies along the way. That's great. My brother, a nice guy despite his slightly erotic passion towards fire, was unappreciative of his upbringing and left me with the super trooper parents at a young age to go travel the world on his motorbike. With him gone I spent much of my childhood in solitude, where I focused my mind to the point where I began to develop an unusual ability...
αbilities? Yeah, I have . . .
just the one. Levitation - barely. I can just about raise a pencil half a meter off the floor. Heavier objects are out of the question...for now.
I aםore. . .
○ humor
○ goats
○ frosted cornflakes
○ individuals with unique personalities
○ music / art
єvery time one of these come into my life, things just go downhill . . .
○ pink clothing
○ gangs of girly girls
○ large social gatherings
○ turnips
мy House, Dorm, and Homeroom are. . .
House: Wyvern
Dorm: Powder Blue Dorm
Homeroom: 2-B
чou see, I'm controlled by . . .
Classical Hands
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 6:58 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 1:05 pm
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cяєω Haha, I like this character c: The picture's amazing as well.
Approved!
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 1:15 pm
haha, thank you
Now I can explore ^^
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 8:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 3:19 am
 ғeel free to call me. . .
John-Luka
υnless you're blind, you should see that I'm. . .
Male
чou think I'm what age? No, I'm. .
17
The υniverse welcomed me on. . .
November 5th
α lot of people say I'm. . .
camp and deliciously gorgeous. I have a passion for fashion. Darling, I could revamp your wardrobe just. like. that. I'm really quite the intellectual, sociable type with a homosexual angst.
(Thought seemingly confident, social and robust, John-Luka is a mysterious individual with the grief of his dead sister a constant twinkle in his eye)
can you blame me for what I am now? After all, I grew up. . .
In the city, engulfed in the fashion industry. I lived in an apartment with my party parents and older sister, Magenta. She, like me, dreamed of embarking on a career in fashion. We would strut our stuff down the streets like models on a catwalk. Occasionally we’d stop passing Grannies and give them fashion tips. Now and again we came across those gnarly Grandma's who liked to do the whole "whack-the-poor-innocent-child-with-a-great-big handbag" thing, which was just rude. Plus all those bruises meant I had to totally alter my wardrobe to fit with the plum bruise colour scheme – er, hello, nightmare.
One unfortunate day, Magenta and I were prancing down the street when a large yellow lorry came out of nowhere. By the time we realized where it was going, it was too late to get out of the way. I was thrown over the bonnet. Magenta was dragged under the lorry.
Magenta died in hospital later that day. I miss her dearly.
Since the accident, my vision went crazy. Being blind for two weeks was the scariest time of my life. When my vision decided to return to me, everything looked amazing, as if I had a third eye that was radiating colours in a bright, pure, detailed way that I’d never seen them in before. Everyone said my eyes had changed colour and it 'burned' to look at them. Feeling freakishly freaky, I decided to venture to the Fuyu Academy to figure out all this weirdness and to fit in.
 
αbilities? Yeah, I have . . .
This weird colour shiz going on. I can see things others can’t – my vision is impeccable. Oh and honey, I’m also fashion Guru in the making *pouts*
I aםore. . .
○ fashion
○ colour co-ordinating
○ social environments
○ liquorice wheels
єvery time one of these come into my life, things just go downhill . . .
○ yellow lorries
○ Homophobes
○ rudeness
○ bad fashion sense
мy House, Dorm, and Homeroom are. . .
House:
Dorm:
Homeroom: 2-B
чou see, I'm controlled by . . . Classical Hands
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 3:30 am
 ≎≎≎ John-Luka ≎≎≎
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 11:40 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 12:28 pm
he's very social and has been put in a dorm with people who lack social skills? Interesting o.o
thank you for approving.
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 1:42 pm
i thought it would be an amusing combination, but if you'd like i can have him moved.
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 1:46 pm
Masten December i thought it would be an amusing combination, but if you'd like i can have him moved.
True, I think it'll be interesting :]
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 1:53 pm
;D
i also must confess... i sort of switched things around, because your character looked fun and i wanted to be able to roleplay with you. haha. razz /abuses power
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 2:04 pm
Masten December ;D
i also must confess... i sort of switched things around, because your character looked fun and i wanted to be able to roleplay with you. haha. razz /abuses power
I've been itching to do an over dramatic camp character for ages, but finding a picture to suit the description was a real pain >.<
anyway, look forward to roleplaying with you!
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 2:07 pm
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