❝ The essential joy of being with horses is that it brings us in contact with the rare elements of grace, beauty, spirit, and fire. ❞
I amMaeve.. That's is. But I will let you call meMae, Pony... Other stupid names... I'm not that old, I amOh... One-hundred and Fifty.. Three, I think. Are you blind? I'm obviouslyI'm descendent from the Kentaurides from the Kentauroi... Ah, you don't know what I mean... I'm a Centaur. Here's an easy one, I'mF-Female... You really want to know that? Fine, I was bornEarly spring... When the flowers bloom and my senses go weird... (Maeve was born March 28th, within the first week of the Spring Equinox)
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Do the measurements, I'mumm... Rather tall in my natural form... I'm 7" 10' in my natural form... But only 5" 2' in my altered human form. I don't look it, I know, but I'moh gosh... 1,000lbs/453kg but in my human form I'm only 106lbs/48kgs... I'm rather light... I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair ispinky-orange... my coat is a more apricot/coral colour.. Look closer, my eyes aremagenta-violet... d-depending on the light... Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have whipping scars on my hindquarters, but o-only if you look closely; they're very old. A-And faint scars on the corners of my mouth from... abuse. My hooves aren't exactly in the best shape either...
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They gave mevelvet.. I'm gentle... And colored it blue-violet, light blue, lime a-and indigo.. And from it they hunga-a heart, dog, pacifier, ball of string and a s-star...
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I come across aspassive, obedient, quiet. I didn't used to be so... well, doormat-ish. I had fire, I had spark. I'm still an optimist, even in my situation, only because it's all I have left; if I can't hold onto my optimism, I'll end up like every other lost and completely broken slave - a shell of what I used to be.
O-Oh.. I got off-track didn't I? Well, I'm skittish - I don't trust people easily anymore. I-I'm also rather reserved and withdrawn. There's not much that I find that makes me smile these days, but I'm not depressed or - in all seriousness of the word - sad. There's just not a lot that motivates me. I can display emotion, all kinds really, but it does take a large amount of emotion to have it show through. If you give me an open field with trees and flowers I'll show you all the kindness in the world, as long as you don't treat me like a racehorse or whip me. I'm not an animal; please don't treat me like one.
I have also lost a little bit of fight since being forced into a human form. It d-doesn't mean you can walk all over me though..
Quit invading my life, It wentI don't want to mention where I was born, f-for safety reasons, but it was a beautiful place. It was like something only a truly talented artist could envision: rolling green hills, valleys filled with flowers and trees by a large lakeside, and a waterfall that looked like liquid diamond. We surely lived in paradise. Back then, I was free. I wore many more flowers in my hair, and I pranced with the other girls - I was part of the May Day Ladies, we would dance at all our festivals, adorned with flowers. The May Day Ladies were all the most beautiful female centaur of the herd; the most beautiful were those of odd colouring like myself. There were blues so pale they were almost white, yellows.. A-All the most lovely feminine colours. I met my soulmate when I was crowned May Day Queen in my first year as a Mare. He was a beautiful dark chestnut coloured Stallion and was one of our herds protectors. I truly loved him, and he loved me.
For the next half a century we lived in peace; he protected the herd with his fellow Stallions and I bore him three foals - two boys and a little girl. My odd colouring meant that my offspring weren't of normal colour, and my oldest boy was the most beautiful port wine colour, my baby girl was lilac, and my middle child was a beautiful blue so dark it was almost black. My girl had a horn just like myself, and she was the apple of her father's eye. We lived in happiness.. Until the humans came.
We were rarities, and they wanted to capture us. The plain boring centaur were slaughtered, deemed too normal for breeding. I was captured, as were a number of other horned and odd-coloured Mares. My foals were all captured too - they were all unique. My husband... My love... He was captured too, but for a different purpose. He was strong, he was a fighter, they wanted to use his brute force for evil. Dragged away by my human torso, I never saw him or my children again. I was sold off when they realised I couldn't be used for breeding (I was too violent back then), and I became a tool for those who used magic. A few found it hilarious to ride me around like a common mule, many found me beautiful to look at and simply kept me to leer over. Nudity is commonplace for my kind, so covering up wasn't something I did.. Until I was changed.
My last Master fed me potions, potions that he said "gifted" me with a human form. I say cursed is a better word. I wish I could say it took him many years to train me to change, but I was weak by then, I was tired of the whipping, the flogging... I just accepted what I was becoming. I let him teach me to change forms, to switch between a human form and my natural one. When I could change without issue, he sold me. I was now a much more profitable item; who knew of a centaur that could change forms? A collar was clamped on me, and to make life easier, I was kept in my human form so I couldn't break anything. I wouldn't have anyway, I don't see the need in pointless destruction. So now I sit here, waiting to be let out. At least the people here are nice to me...
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like: ღ Wide, open spaces ღ Fresh fruit; mostly peaches, apricots and nectarines ღ Running/Exercise ღ Springtime ღ Young children and baby animals
I'll tell you that I don't like: ✘ Chains ✘ Whips/Flogs ✘ Fire ✘ Being treated like some kind of pet ✘ The crushing despair that grows each day
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A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I canform-change. I was enchanted to be able to change between my natural Centaur form and my human one. I can make wine, and... That's about it. I have all the semi-typical horse traits in my natural form; I can run for long periods of time, I can jump high objects, I can lift and pull things much heavier than myself. I can weave, as in... I can make d-daisy chains and.. things like.. that...
Yes, there is some side things, likeI pine for my children and husband every day. I miss them so much, and I don't know if my heart could ever be healed...
The person that works my mind is not me, butN o i r Wafflesaurus
Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2014 11:24 am
❝ Sickness, insanity and death were the angels that surrounded my cradle and they have followed me throughout my life. ❞
I am Lydia Felicia Amethyst Willow Esmeralda Gretchen Drakeflysherr But I will let you call meLydia, Lydie or Lyd I'm not that old, I am721 Are you blind? I'm obviouslyA Dragon Shifter Here's an easy one, I'mReally don't have an interest in sex You really want to know that? Fine, I was bornSeptember 29th
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Do the measurements, I'm5 foot 7 inches I don't look it, I know, but I'mextremely under weight. I should be 250 to accommodate the weight of my dragon but I only weigh 130 I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair isGrey. and to long because it grew while I was imprisoned Look closer, my eyes areRed Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have Scars around my wrists and ankles from when I was chained below the city and I tried to escape
X X❝ C a l l Xm e Xs e l f i s h ,XIXd o n ' tXc a r e. ❞
They gave meA Velvet collar though I used to have leather And colored it Blue Violet, Peru, Indigo, and teal And from it they hungCrown, Star, Music Note, Piano, and crescent Moon
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I come across as Aloof because of the fact that I had fallen out of practice with talking to people. Being locked under a crumbled city for 400 plus years and then a dungeon for 300 you would fall out of practice also. The years before my capture I was a princess but that is nothing worth mentioning. Except for the fact that some of the training has kept with me though I had no use for them in my isolation. My friend Drake came to me about 250 years after I was locked away the first time and then. Apparently having him with me makes me schizophrenic though I don't know how I often see him around and when I ask him why others can't see him he says because he doesn't want them to. You can often catch me talking to him if given free time or early in the morning because he always wakes me up before dawn to talk. I like to sing and dance though I rarely do it because Drake said these are talents that I shouldn't share freely. So I usually dance in open meadows when no one is around. But I do play instruments in public.
Quit invading my life, It wentHorribly wrong at a very early time in my life. I used to be a princess, though my nation would not be one well know, for it fell long, long ago. It was captured by a stronger nation and the leaders of the nation killed my mother, father, three sisters, and two brothers. They spared me though for my beauty. They thought I would please their deity, so the chained me to an alter underneath the city. There they left my waiting for the day that I would die. What they didn't count on was my immortality I lie there for years screaming and crying and evey once in a while during the earlier years someone would come check on me though it mattered not for they didn't hear my cries. Then years passed with no one. No light. No sound. Only one was me. Only light was the dwindling candle light that miraculously stayed light until if finally went out. Olny sound was the sound of my pathetic whimpers and the hissing snakes that eventually died from starvation. Then Drake came. He gave me comfort and he filled the quiet void with his presence. Then suddenly my imprisonment was broken. A group of explores had found my resting place and unchained me. When they brought me to the surface I saw the once wonderful city of my origin in ruins over 200 years old. They took me t a lab where they studied me and then stuck me in a dungeon underneath the city chained to a wall hoping that they could provoke my dragon out. I was used to it though and had Drake there to keep me company. Again the visits from the outside world dwindled and disappeared. Then I was found again by underground slave traders about three hundred years later, who took me to the surface and instantly sold me to my first owner. He was a cruel man and Drake didn't like him. He would try to fore my dragon out with an electric lance, claiming that he would try to tame my beast. I was with him for five years before I Drake finally talked me into going into the middle of his room in the middle of the night and slitting his throat. The next morning when another one of his slaves came in and saw the scene he simply turned and gathered the other slaves and left the house. I stayed for I had no where else to go. In fact I stood over his body for eighteen years not really moving until one of his associates came to find him and discovered his skeleton. Then they took me and put me back into the slave market. and for three years I sat in a cell with drake until 3 months ago when I was given to Athena to try and sell.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like: ღ Drake ღ My dragon form, though I rarely use it ღ Snakes ღ Being alone ღFlowers
I'll tell you that I don't like: ✘ The sun, for my skin has become very sensitive from the constant darkness ✘ Electric objects, especially if I can feel the electricity ✘Sleeping in the dark. Drake can be scary sometimes ✘ Being contained in a space for a long time and not being able to move, like being chained ✘Eating, my system no longer processes food well. That's why I am underweight though I will look healthy to human standards
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A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I canI can transform into my Dragon Form though it is pretty weak for being underweight and I talk to other reptiles. Nothing especially helpful.
Yes, there is some side things, likeI try not to keep anything from people so you know everything.
The person that works my mind is not me, butFokushi Meishin
I amKau But I will let you call mePochi I'm not that old, I am16 Are you blind? I'm obviouslya telepath Here's an easy one, I'mhomosexual! You really want to know that? Fine, I was bornFebruary 14
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Do the measurements, I'm5 feet 3 inches I don't look it, I know, but I'm120 pounds I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair isa silvery white, sometimes looking a bit blue. Look closer, my eyes are... Well I have no eyes but once upon a time they were pretty and red! Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have - Well, actually they're mostly shown off just got you! Anyways, I have an "X" shaped scar on my chest, piercings on my nipples with four more on my ribs and belly. Master had liked it that way. A big scar on my neck shows where a surgery had been done to remove my vocal chords and beneath my blindfold, my eyelids are all sewn together.
X X❝ C a l l Xm e Xs e l f i s h ,XIXd o n ' tXc a r e. ❞
They gave meleather And colored it indigo, teal, purple, black And from it they hunga ruby, ball of string, heart, shield, and star
X X❝ I fXy o uXm u s tXk n o wXm o r e. ❞
I come across asKau is very much like a puppy... Literally. He crawls on all fours and his attention span is very short at times. The boy is very active and playful. If you likes you, Kau will lick or sometimes bite... Even though the bites can be hard and seem the opposite of loving. Sometimes he also tries to show what he is doing with words but all that comes out of his mouth are little sighs, whines, or whimpers. Or if you piss him off, growls. He isn't able to use words but usually he is very good at getting his message across. Kau is very naive at times but very smart for an uneducated pet too. Although he can't see or speak, the boy is able to notice emotions from people and visualize his surroundings well. With a innocent, naive personality, Kau can be hurt very easily by something said or done to him. Without praise from his master, Kau is extremely sensative. Despite being very small and fragile, Kau can also be very strong and dangerous at times. If he wants to defend someone, he'll do his best. The strength can come to his master's disadvantage at times though. Kau has a habit of trying to "top" in bed... He has a lot of strength for a little boy so if you're a man with a tough pride, watch out because sometimes Kau succeeds. He'll do almost anything to receive praise from his owner and loves when he is shown off to others by his master. His previous owner would always dress him up (usually in s&m wear because of his master's tastes) so Kau loves to be dressed up. The only thing Kau loves more than receiving praise, is candy and sweets. Part of his gag's role is to keep him from eating all the time. When Kau smells sweets he will go after them. Kau also suffers severe stockholm syndrome. He had become extremely attached to his previous master even though years of abuse and been warped into a masochistic yet sadistic mess.
Quit invading my life, It wentWhen his first master had kidnapped Kau, when he was just a boy. The man destroyed Kau's vocal chords and eyes. Beneath Kau's blindfold, his eyes are sewn shut and an ugly scar is left on his neck from the surgery that took his voice away. He has six piercings on his front along with another ugly scar but he doesn't mind. Over time, Kau had developed severe stockholm syndrome and had become very attached to his first master despite what was done to him.
Because of his loss of sight, his sense of smell and his hearing abilities are extraordinary. If he tries hard enough, Kau can talk to other's telepathically. He's hardly ever tried though. The boy's master treated him like a pet dog and changed Kau to look the way he did, calling him a masterpiece from all the work put into him, which is why Kau accepts the way he is so easily. Because of that, Kau acts a lot more like a puppy than a human and crawls when he moves. He liked his previous master a lot but one day he had wandered off on his own. Before he knew it, Kau was knocked unconscious and brought to the slave shop, convinced that he had been abandoned.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like: ღ Being dressed up. Master, please dress me up! ღ Being praised. I'll be extra good if you praise me! ღ Sweets. Or any food really, but please give me lots of sweets, master! ღ Cuddling. I'd love do cuddle with you! ღ Sex. I do like that a lot.
I'll tell you that I don't like: ✘ Wearing, boring, normal clothes. Unless it belongs to master! ✘ Being scolded. Don't be mad at me~ ✘ Being alone. Don't leave me! ✘ Sleeping alone. I refuse to sleep on my own! ✘ No sweets. Don't make me pout!
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A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I canKau is a telepath. He doesn't use his power a lot but he is capable of sending his words mentally.
Yes, there is some side things, likeKau just loves to be dressed up in his little s&m outfit or anything cute then taken into public so that he can be shown off. He likes to show off his piercings and the scar on his belly too since his first master had praised Kau when he did so. If you're going to buy Kau and try to make him normal, Kau is not for you! Dress him up and show him off!
The person that works my mind is not me, butTaesty Chicken
Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2014 11:11 pm
❝ A dragon's heart burns fiercely, even in the face of evil. ❞
I amKael Fáfnir But I will let you call meKael... Just Kael. I'm not that old, I amFive-hundred and Five, but appear to be in my twenties. Are you blind? I'm obviouslya Fire Dragon Here's an easy one, I'mStraight You really want to know that? Fine, I was bornNovember 1st
X X❝ M o v i n gXXXo n. ❞
Do the measurements, I'm6'3" I don't look it, I know, but I'm195 lbs, most of it in muscle. I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair isBlack with red highlights. Look closer, my eyes areGolden Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have Many scars all over my body, and a black and red dragon tattoo on my left shoulder.
X X❝ C a l l Xm e Xs e l f i s h ,XIXd o n ' tXc a r e. ❞
They gave meChain (was originally leather) And colored it Cadet Blue, Red, Green, and Teal And from it they hungShield, Sword, Crescent Moon
X X❝ I fXy o uXm u s tXk n o wXm o r e. ❞
I come across asa bit unstable, having received little, if any, kindness over my years as a slave. I probably wouldn't even really know what to do if someone did show me kindness, to tell the truth. Like any other dragon, I can feel possessive and protective over anything I feel is my "treasure". It has just been a very long time since I've had anything that I can really call my own, though, not even a bed. A bit of a loner, I don't like to talk much, and I can be a bit snappish at times. I am a bad temper on steroids. Secretly, I yearn for the outside world, since it has been years since I've seen it. What I wouldn't give to spread my wings and fly away...
Quit invading my life, It wentto hell in a hand-basket, if you were to ask me. Fire dragons are all pretty solitary creatures, and very territorial; we don't like being around others of our kind except for our life mates, which I haven't found yet, and probably never will the way my life has been going. I don't really remember when I was caught and turned into a slave. Whenever it was, it was a long time ago. By now, my territory and treasure that I had spent countless years collecting is long gone. No doubt some young dragon stole it ages ago. It's a real shame, too; I vaguely recall how much I liked it there. There had been a series of caves, and a lake, and... Well, what is the point on dwelling on it now? It is long gone!
Over most of my time as a slave, I have been used in underground fighting rings, where owners pit slave against slave in matches that are often to the death. Needless to say, I was often victorious, but I have many, many scars, both external as well as internal. Fight after fight after fight... So many that I lost count. There were many battles where it was a very close call, and I nearly died. Those fights... changed me into someone I'm not even sure I know anymore. My body aches now whenever a storm comes through... I don't even need to see the outside world to know that it is there.
My last owner was particularly cruel and abusive. Beating me, starving me... All in the name of "training". There was only so much of it I could take. So, eventually I just snapped, killing him. I think I might have even enjoyed it a little, if I am to be honest... I don't regret it, that's for sure. I have many regrets from my long life, but that is not one of them. If I were given the chance, I would probably do it again. That was how I ended up back in the slave market, this time considered far more dangerous than I was before.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like: ღ Treasure ღ My Own Territory/Space ღ Flying ღ The Outdoors ღ Peace and Quiet ღ Hot Things
I'll tell you that I don't like: ✘ Fighting (at least, not anymore) ✘ Pain ✘ Hunger ✘ Loud Noises ✘ Being Confined and/or Chained Up ✘ Cold Weather
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A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I canusually change between my Human Form and Dragon Form at will. There is a spell on my collar, though, that prevents me from changing out of my human form. I can still do partial changes, but it isn't the same. Fighting would be so much easier if I could just chomp the competition, wouldn't it? Like any Fire Dragon, I can breath fire in either form. Other than that, I am much stronger than a human, and possess heightened senses of smell and sight. I can even see in the dark. Also, I have a sort of... internal radar that every dragon possesses that allows me to locate anything that I consider to be my "treasure", no matter where it might be.
The person that works my mind is not me, butNavashuryn
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2014 11:12 pm
❝ I, I, I! Always about you! What about me? 'Get me out of here', 'Take me home', 'Put me out - I'm on fire'. Haven't you ever heard the magic word 'please'? ❞
I amKhshayarsha Malek Sa'id Roshan But I will let you call meKshasharsha (someone mangling my first name), Malek I'm not that old, I amAbout 1000 years... Maybe 1500... I've kinda lost count out of boredom. Are you blind? I'm obviouslyDjinn Here's an easy one, I'mStraight... I think? You really want to know that? Fine, I was bornUhhh, it was sometime in the fall... Or was it spring? Bah, why are you asking me these questions?
X X❝ M o v i n gXXXo n. ❞
Do the measurements, I'm6'2" (I was much taller, but a previous owner wished that I was shorter, so I obliged.) I don't look it, I know, but I'm172 lbs I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair isReddish? Look closer, my eyes areOrange-ish Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have A teal-colored tattoo on the left side of my face, going across my eye and cheek area, as well as other similar markings on my body.
X X❝ C a l l Xm e Xs e l f i s h ,XIXd o n ' tXc a r e. ❞
They gave meVelvet And colored itMaroon, Green, Magenta, and Yellow And from it they hungStar, Graduate's Cap, Heart, Piano, Dog, and Pacifier
X X❝ I fXy o uXm u s tXk n o wXm o r e. ❞
I come across asa royal pain in the a** sometimes. Alright, maybe all of the time to most (if not all) of my previous owners... I can't help it that they have all annoyed me at some point, though. I also can't help if I sometimes have... misheard some of their wishes sometimes, or chose to grant a wish that they didn't really want simply because they said the words "I wish" at the beginning. How am I supposed to tell the difference between "dessert" and "desert", especially with the way some of their accents make it sound? It's an honest mistake, really... Anyone could make it. Perhaps if they had been a little nicer to me and used the words "please" and "thank you", I would have been more careful with what wishes I granted for them.
Oh, but I do take such pleasure from irritating people like that from time to time, especially knowing that they can't touch me if I don't want them to. I hate being bored, which happens quite a lot, so I take whatever entertainment I can get whenever I can. So, perhaps a bit of my attitude is just a tiny bit intentional. So, sue me for wanting to have a bit of fun! That's what you mortals do in this day and age, is it not? Silly mortals and their strange customs...
Other than being intentionally irritating to people who annoy me, I can be a bit on the energetic side... Being stuck in a milk jug for who knows how long often leaves me with a lot of excess energy to burn off. Too bad I only really get to use this energy to annoy my inferior and selfish masters and mistresses... I can only imagine what I would do if I actually wanted to please a master or mistress. Perhaps I would even want to stay with them... I have yet to come across someone who makes me want to stay with them for very long, though.
Quit invading my life, It wentreally well at the beginning. I was born a free djinn somewhere in the Middle East... I think it was very near Persia, or what is now modern day Iran. I lived as any free djinn did, traveling from place to place, and causing mischief from time to time if it fit my mood. Then, I fell in love with a human,and everything changed.
For it is highly forbidden among my kind to have intimate relations with humans; we are a proud race and commonly view them as "inferior beings". This offense is made worse if said relationship produces offspring, which is what happened in my case. She was so... beautiful, though, and she had such a pure heart. How could I not love her and the daughter we had together? I still remember the look of pure joy in her eyes as she held our child for the first time. Those were happy times, full of fond memories, but it was not to be.
As punishment for my "crime", I was placed into a milk jug and magically bound inside it unless released by a new "master", and I never saw my family again. Years went by, and I was passed from one master to the next. I hated most of them, or at the very least disliked them, and all of them were selfish to the core. It was always "me, me, me" or "I, I, I", and never once did they ask me for my opinion. Lucky for me I never had to stay with them for very long, for as soon as they used up their "third wish", it was back in the milk jug and off to the next "master".
Sometime during those years, I ended up in the slave business, where I was passed around for another hundred years... Or maybe it was fifty. It's really impossible to keep track of time when one is stuck in a milk jug, you know! Especially when all you get are imbeciles and selfish people as owners... Why can't people show a little consideration every now and then? The world has definitely changed over the years... Sometimes for the better, but oftentimes for the worse. I guess I just have to get used to it, though, since even I can't change the past.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like: ღ People pronouncing my first name correctly ღ Watching the sunrise ღ Babies and/or children ღ Hot summer days ღ Lovely things ღ Being free ღ At least some consideration
I'll tell you that I don't like: ✘ Selfish people ✘ Imbeciles ✘ Bad smells ✘ Noisy eaters and/or slobs ✘ Men in general ✘ Being bored ✘ My milk jug
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A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I cantechnically grant an infinite amount of wishes to my master or mistress... with limitations, of course. My people started passing around the "three wishes" limitation for a reason, though, and that is to prevent one of our own from being in the hands of a cruel or evil owner for too long. It is a story we've been telling for thousands of years, and I'm not about to change it anytime soon. As for the things I will not grant, they are as follows: one cannot wish for more wishes (for obvious reasons), they cannot wish someone's death, and they cannot wish for someone to fall in love with them. Anything else is pretty much up for grabs and is actually up to me on whether or not I will grant them. I do retain some form of free-will, after all. I will, of course, explain these things to my new owner when they acquire me... Or I'll just give them a ferret if I don't feel like explaining it to them at that time and they make what I consider a "bad wish". Perhaps I might even be generous and not count it against their "three wishes"...
Yes, there is some side things, likeI can't go very far from my milk jug, and there is magic placed on it that prevents me from touching it or destroying it. So, if my master or mistress were to say leave it in the kitchen, I will have to stay in the kitchen. It can be a real pain sometimes, but luckily I don't need to really eat, sleep, or use the restroom... even though I like to do those things just for the heck of it.
The person that works my mind is not me, butNavashuryn
❝ I love walking out in the cold in bare bare feet and feeling the ice on my toes. ❞
I amNoël Lux Akulli. But I will let you call meLux. I'm not that old, I amonly a few centuries old-- although I look 19. Are you blind? I'm obviouslydemon. Here's an easy one, I'mheterosexual. You really want to know that? Fine, I was bornDecember 4th.
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Do the measurements, I'm5'4". I don't look it, I know, but I'm110 lbs. I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair islight pink. Look closer, my eyes arecyan. Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have a pale scar that runs across my lower back on a slight angle.
X X❝ C a l l Xm e Xs e l f i s h ,XIXd o n ' tXc a r e. ❞
They gave mea chain. And colored itlavender, black, and purple. And from it they hunga halo, a graduate's Cap, a piano, a dog, a child, and a crescent moon.
X X❝ I fXy o uXm u s tXk n o wXm o r e. ❞
I come across ascool, uncaring, and distant. I can be especially hostile towards people who try to harm me but am, at the same time, quite stubborn and admittedly call disciplinary action onto myself often. I am rather prideful but I do have a shred of humanity in me—I have a weakness for small, fragile, cute things. So, as a result, I absolutely adore animals and children. Towards those, or people who have gotten on my good side, I can be very friendly—affectionate, even—and I am definitely a good friend to have. I am trustworthy and honest, and rarely lie. I have no reason to, after all. I’m not afraid of much, but get very grumpy on hot days because I am rendered much weaker.
Quit invading my life, it wentfairly plainly—until recently, that is. I was raised in the frigid temperatures of a mountain region in the demon plains. In my community, which was predominantly run by women, men were a rare sight to see. Since most of my people were actually born of the earth—creatures born in icicles that slowly grew until we were strong enough to break free on our own—there was no use for men. We were all born female. The result was that men were turned into symbols of weakness—if any man drew too near the place where we lived people were immediately dispatched to kill them. When I was younger I never understood why, until I was sent to kill a man who had camped too close to my home. The first time I went out to warn him—he could either leave or be killed. I couldn’t tell you how he managed to do it, but before I knew it I was sitting down with him, eating his food and conversing casually with him. I went back home empty handed, and the next day I was sent back out ‘deal with the problem’. This repeated for about a month and I quickly realized I had developed feelings for the man. As I got closer to him I became more relaxed, and that was when he struck. I was knocked out, caged, and sold off to a slave shop. My previous Master tried to get too… physical with me, so I killed him. That was when they sent me back and put this collar on me, and now I’m stuck in a cage, waiting for an opportunity to get free.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like: ღ Winter ღ Music ღ Sweets ღ Relaxing ღ Cold Weather
I'll tell you that I don't like: ✘ Spicy Food ✘ Orders/Rules ✘ Chains/Cages ✘ Pain ✘ Hot Weather
X X❝ F i n a l l y ,XW e ' r eXn e a r i n gXt h eXe n d. ❞
A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I cancontrol ice and live forever if I go unkilled.
The person that works my mind is not me, butKathryn Anon
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I am Clara Manos. But I will let you call me Claire or Clary. I'm not that old, I am nineteen. Are you blind? I'm obviously half faerie and half mermaid. Here's an easy one, I'm open to anything. I haven't had enough experience to have a preference. You really want to know that? Fine, I was born on September 22nd.
X X❝ M o v i n gXXXo n. ❞
Do the measurements, I'm 5'3". I don't look it, I know, but I'm 115 lbs. I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair is turquoise with light streaks of white and silver. Look closer, my eyes are a sparkling green, as deep and clear as the ocean. Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have a large brand of a trident on my stomach from my father. I also conceal my tail for the most part; I only need it when I'm underwater.
X X❝ C a l l Xm e Xs e l f i s h ,XIXd o n ' tXc a r e. ❞
They gave me a velvet collar. And colored it violet, gold, and blue violet. And from it they hung a halo, graduate's cap, and musical note.
X X❝ I fXy o uXm u s tXk n o wXm o r e. ❞
I come across as curious and innocent. From the mermaid side of my family, I’ve inherited a sweet and lulling voice that mischievous mermaids known to humans as “sirens” use to lull poor saps to their death. Most people assume that I’m shy and docile due this, but I’m actually quite confident. Of course, I don’t speak unless I am invited to but when I do don’t expect me to be a pushover. My mind is as fierce as a hurricane and I always have an opinion. If I feel the need to, I will lie and manipulate—all the while remaining as polite as possible. Despite any airs I may put on, I am emotionally vulnerable and quite gullible at times. I put my trust in all the wrong people and end up getting taken advantage of when I let my guard down. Often, I’m so involved in my own thoughts that I ignore the people around me. No matter how hard I try to put others before me, I will always choose myself in the end. Making new friends has never been a problem for me, and I can move around with ease since I don't get too attached to those I come into contact with. Once I am invested in someone or something, know that I will give you my undivided attention. But I will also be relentless, so don’t think you’ll be able to just let go if you get tired of me.
Quit invading my life, it went the way fate willed it to. I knew from the moment I was born that I was a freak of nature, even by mythological standards. Mermaids and faeries have been feuding for centuries; offspring born from a mix of the two realms was unheard of. When the king of the sea, Poseidon, impregnated a lowly servant to the royal court of faeries, their child (me) was locked away from prying eyes. Even though he is a liar and a cheater, my father cares for me. Or so he says. If he truly cared for me, he wouldn’t have sold me out. I wouldn’t have ended up at a shop for slaves.
My mother, Diana, ensured that I got the best education available to faeries. I attended academies for the intellectually gifted from the ages of four to seventeen. My specialties include human culture, botany, and the history of mythological creatures. I can speak six different human languages (English, French, Japanese, Mandarin, German, and Russian) as well as the faerie dialect rooted in Latin. Of course, I had to lie at school and say that I had no parents. Every day, I stayed at the academy until late into the night and then made sure nobody followed me home to the servants’ quarters in the royal palace. There were enough servants that the queen never noticed a child running about, and all of the maids and butlers became my family.
Having to lie about such a large part of my life meant that I had a difficult time maintaining friends. My mother was also highly controlling. She said it was to protect me. I wasn’t allowed to play at the other children’s houses and I couldn’t go out to eat or shop. Essentially, I went straight from home to school and back home again every day. Growing up in the presence of servants meant that I learned my manners from a young age, but no other social skills. There weren’t many opportunities to hear jokes or interact with large crowds. If my voice didn’t contain a natural singsong tone everything that comes out of my mouth would sound fairly monotone and unemotional.
When the armed men came for me in the middle of the night, I didn’t know how to react. Should I have screamed? Shouted for help? Kicked and punched? Maybe. But I didn’t. Instead, I quietly woke up and stood perfectly still as they shackled my arms and legs together. I remember the faces of all four men there. One of the men, with an angular face and brown hair, told me the story in hushed whispers as they led me out. The pixie kingdom had finally caught news of Poseidon’s b*****d child who was hidden in the royal palace. The pixie king, Ophiucus, was threatening to expose this secret that would damage the reputation of both the mermaid and faerie kingdoms. That night, a cloaked figure appeared to Poseidon and told him of a place where you could send someone to disappear. If Poseidon sent his daughter to the Pallas Manor Slave Shop, all his problems would be solved.
So he did. So here I am.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like: ღ Books ღ Animals ღ Classical Music ღ The Rain ღ Ice Cream
I'll tell you that I don't like: ✘ Violence ✘ Loud Noises ✘ Heat ✘ Automobiles ✘ Boredom
X X❝ F i n a l l y ,XW e ' r eXn e a r i n gXt h eXe n d. ❞
A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I can fly and breathe underwater, obviously. When I’ve stored up enough magic, I can minimize down to 12 inches tall. When I sing the right songs, I can put humans into a trance. (Pure mythical beings are immune to the lure of a siren song.) From my studies, I’ve gathered that I can possess more magical abilities with training. If I found the right mentor, I could train myself. For now, my powers remain largely unimpressive.
The person that works my mind is not me, but Wonderland Wanderer.
