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 Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 3:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 5:58 pm
If I could I would do all of this again,travel back in time with you to where this all began...[[Credits]] Lyrics: "Miles Apart" by Yellowcard
Cool Text Fade Effect: Tektek
Sweet picture of Draco: Mystaira
Awesome Profile Format: f l i g h t___ || an advanced roleplay___ [ ! ]
Original Format Creator: frozen pizza bits
Font Colors: #487848 & #809f60
...We could hide inside ourselves and leave the world behind, and make believe there's something left to find.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 6:19 pm
If I could I would do all of this again,travel back in time with you to where this all began... This is what you should know... about me.
×__My mother knows me as --» Yue-Long, Quan
×__But what she doesn't know won't hurt her --» Draco is my Anglican name
×__I've been alive for this many birthdays --» Barely legal at 18
×__Finding work can be hard when you're --» Doomed with a Y Chromosome
×__I fancy --» It's hard to say... Gents or Ladies, that is indeed the question! [Bi]
×__Marks of Nature-» While it's hardly natural... there is a tattoo in the shape of a dragon on his left bicep.
×__Would you love me? --» A glance at Yue-Long wouldn't really tell you much: he certainly deserves a second glance from any girl walking down the street, as he is a rather attractive young man. There's that young, coltish air about him, and something dazzeling about that quick smile of his. Slim but muscled, his body gives him the illusion of being tall... though honestly, he's barely 6 ft, if not a little less. One'd be hard pressed to guess Y-L's ethnicity... Something about his facial structure gives hints of Asian blood flowing through his veins, though his green eyes denies the possibility of a pure-blood heritage. His messy hair usually has colored highlights anyways, so it's hard to say what his 'real' color was.
Generally, people find the curious 'Draco' to be a warm and generous person. He has a quick tongue and proves to be eager with questions, though careful to tread on personal grounds. He's quick to react, and quick to laugh even at the stupidest of jokes... In general, Yue-Long appears to be genuinely interested and attentive during conversations. Although he's keen to share his own opinions, he's careful to not offend any others. The boy seems excitable and almost eager to please, jumpy, and one of those 'happy-go-lucky' sorts.
However, further conversation would prove the boy's mind keen and hint that there's much more beneath that dazzling smile. He doesn't like to talk about himself much, though he does say much about his parents. First impression is that Y-L's a nice guy, a listener, and someone with a heart filled with sympathy. He does act a little strange sometimes... too casual, almost, though with the utmost respect to those around him.
×__Would you stay by me? --» Personality, to be edited in the future. :3
I have my moments --»
+ Working, self-worth
+ Companionship
+ Yummy Food, new recipes
+ Hats, buttons
+ People with a generous sense of humor
+ Martial Arts [Weapon combat]
+ Storms
Don't get me started on --»
+ Arrogance
+ Ignorance
+ Stereotypes
+ Failures
+ Death
+ Disappointment
+ Weakness, and the inability to help ×__Would you forgive me? --» Character History. [[Not completed]]
Born as the oldest child of the family, Y-Long has had a good share of tragedies and drama in his life. See, before the twins, there was another brother, a year younger than Y-Long... The three boys were known as the Q3, and they went everywhere and did everything together. Unfortunately... he was killed in a car accident and left Yuelong with a deep sense of remorse that he has never been able to lift. He's always cared deeply for the ill and the unhappy people. When Miya and Bella came around, he tried to be the best big brother that he could [[though all he did was turn them into tomboys... XD]]
He started working at his mother's cafe towards the end of his sophomore year. He was introduced to the game of battle angels through all the girls that come to the cafe and would try to flirt with him. He had received the first as a gift, though he did pass it on to his girlfriend at the time without much of a second thought. He's heading towards college, and his father has been pressuing him into a medical career while the boy is more interested into diving into a liberal arts career coupled with business. And due to his refusal, his father has refused to fund him through college... and thus, Y-Long has recently found a second job as a caretaker of a sickly boy named Deuce. :3
I'd be lost without them --»
Fatha: Dr. Shi-Zhen Quan
Motha: Mrs. Sabra Mallikins-Quan
Brotha: Thomas Quan, 13
Twin Sistas: Isabelle Sarah Mallikins and Miya Quan, 7 ×__Or Would you hate me? --» Quirks & Vices
×__No Comment. --» Favorite quote. [[Will be uploaded later... X3]]
×__Singing in the Shower --» Hotel California by The Eagles // Collide by Howie Day
...We could hide inside ourselves and leave the world behind, and make believe there's something left to find.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 6:45 pm
If I could I would do all of this again,travel back in time with you to where this all began...::¤ F ª í t h o M___ ¤ Alias: Fai
Age: xxx
Birth Date: xx, xx, 18xx
Usual Hangout on Gaia: Forums, Guilds
You don't really need [or probably want] to know that much about me... I like drawing hot guys [can't help it, being a girl and everything] though I can't gurantee that the guys I draw will turn out looking hot. In case you haven't noticed, I'm the artist of all the male-related stuff around Descending Angels, almost.
Hmm... I like to keep an aura of mystery about. So this is as much as I dare to say... without letting something slip. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, though I can tell you, someday, I WILL take over the world.
-ish shot-
Artists are rather insane... noticed?
And I'm not exactly the most serious person that you'll ever meet either, lol. XD <3333 -- Fai-chan ...We could hide inside ourselves and leave the world behind, and make believe there's something left to find.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 7:59 pm
If I could I would do all of this again,travel back in time with you to where this all began...WhÉre äRE we?! What the Hell is going on...?Who are you? Are we friends, people of the present? Or are we Enemies, still holding on to our past...? Deuce: Employer//Friend//Date heart
Kylie: Peer
Demetri: Peer...We could hide inside ourselves and leave the world behind, and make believe there's something left to find.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 8:08 pm
If I could I would do all of this again,travel back in time with you to where this all began...
Photo Album, Memories, Items, etc. :3
* = RP Dates
...We could hide inside ourselves and leave the world behind, and make believe there's something left to find.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 8:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 8:13 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 8:14 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 8:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 7:24 pm
If I could I would do all of this again,travel back in time with you to where this all began...He kissed me.
And that just looked incredibly girly. Nevertheless, kissing was perhaps something I did not expect to happen in the present of Deuce. Furthermore, it happened more than once - it felt real, too, with the fire of passion and all the tenderness of love behind it; however, I'm still not so sure to call it love. There's something about Deuce... a sense of forlorn and desolation. It scares me... and when I first met him, I felt it even then - that sense of loneliness which clung to him like a second skin. Mother had once said that there was something about me that was special too, a charisma, a soul that glowed with light and radiated with warmth. What if it was just temporary infactuation? I feel drawn to him as well, in return, yet...
After lunch yesterday, we went to the shop called Descending Layers - that new shop a few blocks away from Mum's cafe [flocked by girls, of course]. That's almost all that the customers ever talked about, customers around my age and most usually, and most unfortunately, younger. Being as generous as he was, Deuce decided to purchase his own set of equiments and a doll... and then to purchase a set for me as well. He always seem so well planned: I'm sure that it was by no accident how we had wound up at at the shop in the first place.
And, of course, then we had to open the eggs...
I wish I had more tact, really. If I had been so gifted at birth... or rather, if I had a choice now about what gifts I could've received at birth, I really ought to have picked tact... I said something that really rather thoughtless, and... well, it was just a slip of the tongue, but nevertheless. Of course, that was when Deuce had his heart attack... or whatever it was. I never knew that he had been so serious when he first hired me. I wish I knew what was wrong with his heart, truly; I wish I could ask father, but ...
Yeah. Maybe it's destiny. Maybe I was meant to become a heart surgeon or something. Cruel, isn't it?
In the end, as a gesture of gratitude... he had named his doll after me... only, it was 'Yue-ami'. I told him that people'd think that he was a girl... but figures, he wouldn't listen. Mine's Ipharius... but I suppose I ought to have named it 'Deuce' as a return gesture.
And of course, Deuce pretty much fainted from all this exhaustion. He's so, so fragile. When he's awake, he exudes an energy like none other, but once those eyes close... Though he may appear to be at peace on the surface, there is so much turmoil which exists beneath the skin, physically, at least. It's hard to decifer Deuce's thoughts, sometimes, though he strikes me as an honest and open person.
So, I'm still fuming a little that Mother that she called me home. I hope this button works long-distance... though now is really not the time to test out the range. Until I return... hopefully he'll remain asleep, and never have to read the note that I left him in such a hurry. God, I feel terrible. What if he died while I'm not there? Life is so unfair.
---- Yue-Long Q. ...We could hide inside ourselves and leave the world behind, and make believe there's something left to find.
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