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 Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2012 12:24 am
I'll be posting layouts and profiles here, please do not steal them.
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2012 12:30 am
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❝Creativity is inventing.❞
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 11:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 7:56 am
 
Selenia looked to Shinto when he spoke and cracked a small smile "Different" She murmured as she forced herself to sit up, lifting one hand to touch the wound on her neck and winced softly. She cupped her hand over the wound and a warm light spread over the wound, sealing it up within seconds. That was her little gift...healing. It wasn't much, but it came in handy when someone was seriously hurt. She then reached for the water and took it "Thank you" She murmured, finding her throat was rather dry. After taking a few sips of water he held the bottle in her lap. "Where are we?" She asked softly, still a little bit groggy from the hypnosis.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 9:27 pm
 T e a m . M e m b e r . O n eAge: Twenty-nine Preference: Bisexual Sex: Male
Strong willed ♕ Decisive ♕ level headed ♕ Dedicated♕ Assertive
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 9:53 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxXenithxxx♔xxxAlexanderxxx♔xxxRiften Ｔｈｉｓ Ｉｎｆｏｒｍａｔｉｏｎ Ｉｓ Ｋｉｎｄ Ｏｆ Ｉｍｐｏｒｔａｎｔ．．．I was born on June 21st. My parents named me Xenith Alexander Riften.You pronounce that like this: Zen- ith Al-ix-an-der Rift-in. I prefer to be called Xen or simply Xenith. It has been twenty-nine years since I was born. I'm proud to say I'm English. 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 Bisexual.
Ｃａｎ'ｔ Ｔｏｕｃｈ Ｔｈｉｓ．．． There's 6"3 and 143 Lbs. of me to love. My crimson hair is all natural believe it or not. I've been told that people with emerald green eyes know how to capture hearts. I suppose you should know that I have a lack of scars , none in fact and I only have a tattoo of a dying black rose on my right shoulder, but nothing else on my body.
Ｌｅｔ'ｓ Ｇｅｔ Ｔｏ Ｋｎｏｗ Ｅａｃｈ Ｏｔｈｅｒ．．． I'm this kind of person:
Decisivexxx♔xxxStrong Willedxxx♔xxxAssertivexxx♔xxxLevel headedxxx♔Dedicatedxxx♔Attentive
These things make me happy:
Cigarettesxxx♔xxxGood foodxxx♔xxxwarm placesxxx♔xxxA good cup of coffee
Don't get on my bad side:
Whiny peoplexxx♔xxxoverly sweet foodsxxx♔xxxPeople who lie to himxxx♔xxxArrogance
No one is perfect:
becoming a mutantxxx♔xxxLosing his mindxxx♔xxxBeing unable to protect someone
I fit in this little space I guess:
♔Team member one Ｈｅｒｅ Ｉｓ Ｍｙ Ｓｔｏｒｙ．．． I never cared for what was going on behind the fence, it was none of my business when i was growing up. I was born in London England, a child to, you guessed it, a reporter. It ran in the family i suppose, though I never wanted to follow in my fathers footsteps. I was more inclined to wreak some havoc around town and get into trouble. I was a bit of a mischievous child growing up you could say. I remained like this until I turned thirteen, that was the day I found my great great......gre- too many greats to list, grandfathers notes. They spoke of the things that happened so many years behind the fence, in a place called Daggerhorn. An Asylum had been built and it's patients experimented on...needless to say I was fascinated.
From that day on I researched the topic more and more, visiting the library and taking out any book accessible. My mother thought it was a strange addiction of mine, though she didn't mind it as much as my smoking cigarettes... She simply didn't like that I had my nose in a book or note pad all the time. By the time I turned Fifteen i decided to learn how to fight, I needed to know how to protect myself if I ever wanted to know more. The books weren't enough for me anymore, i wanted to get past that fence and see the world for what it truly was. The books in the library had always been littered with lies or loopholes, while the notes hold the truths.... things hidden in Government files no doubt. I also came to realize that if i wanted to learn even more, i'd need to work for the government and...well that became my goal.
By the time i turned twenty i was part of a special unit being trained to go over the fence and into the contaminated area. I was assigned as a team leader, apparently they liked the way i worked but that has little meaning to me. Everyone plays a important role in the team, the leader is just one more part.I've been training for years and finally it's my turn to go to the other side of the fence, but I am also part of the last team to be sent.... We are basically the last hope of mankind, and failure is not an option. I can't say my mother and father are too happy about my career choice, but that doesn't matter to me, all i want is to see what my great great etc grandfather saw...and i want to make things right again.
Ｔｈｉｓ Ｉｎｔｅｒｖｉｅｗ Ｉｓ Ｃｏｍｉｎｇ Ｔｏ Ａｎ Ｅｎｄ．．． Oh! I forgot:
Well needless to say i've learned how to use basically any weapon i can get my hands on though i'm best with a pistol. I'm light on my feat and lethal even in hand to hand combat, which is likely why i was chosen to lead this group.But i know how to rely on my team members, and wont go into a fight alone if i don't have to, it's better to be safe than sorry.
xxxxxxxxxxxDesyre-Sin
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2012 10:34 pm
Username:Desyre-sin
Guild Rank: Member
Personal Information
Name: Kitalia
Nickname: Kit
Age: Nineteen
Gender: Female
Race: Were cat
Alignment: {edit?}
Occupation: Common Monster
Orientation: Straight
Likes:
~ Tuna
~ Sweet things
~ Flowers
~ Singing
~ Dancing
~ Being free
Dislikes:
~ inclosed spaces
~ Dark rooms
~ Bitter foods
~ People she doesn't know touching her
~ being pushed around
Bio: (I'll get to it....eventually)
Personal Abilities
Main Power: She can take life energy from people and in turn use it to either replenish her own or give it to someone else on the verge of death to help 'revive' them in a sense, though she cant bring the dead back to life.
Special skills: super flexible and light on her feet, she's very good at hiding and slipping away unheard or seen.
Weakness: Water [cant swim] and when people pull on or grab her tail
Other: [N/A at this moment in time]
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 11:49 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2016 9:24 pm
𝓒𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔞𝔫𝔞 𝓗𝔞𝔯𝔱 whєn wσrds вєcσmє unclєαr, í shαll fσcus wíth phσtσgrαphs.
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