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PostPosted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 5:33 am


Q U O R R A // Q U I N T E S S A // D E V E R E A U X
 
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This is What my Parent's Called Me
 Quorra Quintessa Devereaux 

But I Can Also be Called
 Cori 

I Am 
Nineteen
 

Clearly I Am a
 Rocker chick 

Hey Don't Judge Just Cause I'm
 Straight 

Gosh This is Rather Annoying
 Unknown place of work [to be later revealed] 

I Am Forced to Love Them, Doesn't Mean I Gotta Like It Though
 Aaron Devereaux // father // age 47
Timber Devereaux // brother // age 24
 

Don't Hate Cause I'm a
 Cheater 

My Heart Skips A Beat Everytime I See Them
 As if 

I Jam to This 
Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift
 

I Adore These
  Being alone 
Music
Flirting
 

Ew! Get These Away
  Her father 
Her job
Alcohol
 

Behind This Face:
 biography 

How I Act When No ones Watching:
 personality 

They Lift Me Up: 
Malevolent Nightmares



𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔧𝔞𝔰𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔢
PostPosted: Tue Apr 17, 2012 2:33 pm


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Innocent turned Rebel

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xxxAfter he died... Tears began to cloud Zira's eyes as she followed along behind a group of boys, her full lips beginning to tremble. He was the only thing on her mind- he being Keythan Revels. Miranda Zira Pierce - aka Zira, in more recent days - fought back the sudden urge to cry, forcing down the lump lodged in her throat. After her boyfriend passed away not but a month or so ago, a change had occured in the young girl. Even in the time the sixteen-year-old had been dating the older teenager, she'd held onto some of her beautiful innocence. But, after their big fight and his accident, the dark-eyed girl had refused to forgive herself and move on. She tried to keep his rebel memory in her heart by taking on what he was known for- dangerous acts and a rebellious nature. After dying her white-blonde locks jet-black and throwing out everything in her closet that wasn't black, she'd began to hang out with the wrong crowd. Not only had her grades dropped drastically, but her attitude and friends began to change as well. Zira had become bitter and distant, as well as sarcastic and harsh towards most people. She'd dug her heels deep into drugs and alcohol, as well as partying heavily. Things about her were no longer the same.

She herself had yet to realize exactly what sort of awful predicaments she'd gotten into until Keythan's friends had dared her to jump off Fort Sunder's Cliff. Several dozen feet high with an unbelievable steepness, the cliff dropped straight into a deep cove of Lake Fort Sunder. But, as she made the steep trudge in nothing but her black swimsuit, Zira began to question anything. She was sober for once, a large mistake she was quick to realize. Her mind wandered from everything in the past month to the night she and her boyfriend had fought. After dating for a year and a half, over Christmas break the two had been lounging in Zira's house. Alone. They'd never been your typical irresponsible, hormone-raging teen but, for some reason, the topic of sex was brought up and the two began to fight. It was a chilly night and Keythan had walked out, leaving an angry and hurt blonde to be alone. His car had slid on ice and he'd crashed- the impact killing him instantly. It was something Zira had never forgiven herself for. So, as she trekked up the cliff in the cold February air, tears finally spilled out of her eyes. She stepped past the few boys and walked to the edge, peering over the edge. The dark pool returned her deep gaze, threatening to swallow her as she hesitated.


Yours Truly,xxxxxxxxxx
Miranda Zira Pierce

iiMiquet
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iiMiquet
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PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2012 9:55 am


S p i r i d o n ☪ I l l a r i o n ☪ C h e s n o k o v a

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My Name
[ Spiridon Illarion Chesnokova ]

You Can Call Me
[ Spiridon ]

I Am
[ Eighteen ]

This is What I Am
[ Escapee ]

I'm Attracted Too
[ Straight]

They Make My Heart Beat Faster
[ No body ]


I'm Related to Them By Blood
[ Vladimir Chesnokova - 42 - Deceased
Esther Chesnokova - Mother - 38 - Alive
Apollinaris Chesnokova - Sister - 15 - Alive
Darrel Chesnokova - Brother - 8 - Alive ]


I Adore These
☑ Quiet
☑ Apollinaris
☑ Reading
☑ Being alone


But I Hate These
☒ Apollinaris getting hurt
☒ The facility
☒ His powers
☒ Russia


I'm Terrified Of
☠ Losing his family

My Beating Heart
[ Lullaby by Nickelblack ]

This is What Happened
[ Much like his younger sister, Spiridon was injected with a PPT syrum; though it was "PPT-7". This gave him astral abilities, being able to detach his spiritual form from his human body. He also has great psychic powers, and is able to project himself in dreams of others', put images and thoughts into others' heads and mentally manipulate ones' mind into feeling or thinking something unreal. ]

This is My Flaw
[ Each time Spiridon projects himself from his body, he loses bits of his soul until one day he will become finally detached from his body entirely. He as well loses mental stability, though gains psychic ability, and causes himself mental pain with each psychic talent he uses. ]


How I Am
[ There isn't much to say about Spiridon. He's a quiet, protective soul with a hard glint in his hazel eyes. He is very distant, giving off the strong and silent type vibes that attracts females to him. He isn't cold or cruel, but simply doesn't have much to say. He's quite intelligent, and tends to get easily flustered when approached by girls. He's a hopeless romantic and stutters a lot, though is confident in talking when it's simply a group of people. He doesn't do good in large crowds or in one-on-one conversations, and tries to avoid flirtacious women whenever possible. ]

My Past
[ Born in Moscow, Russia to Esther and Vladimir Chesnokova, he had a decent life from the get-go. Their family struggled a bit with financials, but managed to get through. When Apollinaris was born, Vladimir took a job in a lab and helped develop different psychological syrums. It was when a rival lab company discovered how advanced his tests were that they sent a hit-man to kill him. At this time, Esther was pregnant with another child. The death of father and husband had a huge impact on the family, forcing them out of the country. They moved to the US and got structered once more, before Apollinaris and Spiridon were kidnapped. This left Esther and Darrel to fend for themselves. ]

What You Didn't Know
[ He has a thick Russian accent and his father was the first man to even the PPT syrum. ]

▶ ▷ Kiss-Me-Crayola ◀ ◁
PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2012 9:58 am


A p o l l i n a r i s ☪ S e r a p h i m ☪ C h e s n o k o v a

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My Name
[ Apollinaris Seraphim Chesnokova ]

You Can Call Me
[ Apollina ]

I Am
[ Fifteen ]

This is What I Am
[ Escapee ]

I'm Attracted Too
[ Heterosexual ]

They Make My Heart Beat Faster
[ No one yet ]


I'm Related to Them By Blood
[ Vladimir Chesnokova - Father - 42 - Deceased
Esther Chesnokova - Mother - 38 - Alive
Spiridon Chesnokova - Brother - 18 - Alive
Darrel Chesnokova - Brother - 8 - Alive ]


I Adore These
☑ Snow
☑ Russia
☑ Spiridon
☑ Her mommy and brother


But I Hate These
☒ Her dad
☒ The facility
☒ Being alone
☒ Fire


I'm Terrified Of
☠ Losing her family

My Beating Heart
[ The Only Exception by Paramore ]

This is What Happened
[ Upon being injected with a test drug known as "PPT-13", she earned the ability to control a person's chi, or life force. She can take, give and share a person's chi, as well as has faint psychic abilities. This empowers her to dim pain both emotionally and physically, and slightly manipulate one's mind. ]

This is My Flaw
[ No matter what is being done between her own chi and the other person's, one of the two end up losing large quantities of their life force; she, as well, is addicted to others' life energy and has killed people in the past by removing all of their chi from their body. ]


How I Am
[Personality, at least five sentences]

My Past
[ Born in Moscow, Russia to Esther and Vladimir Chesnokova, as the second child and first daughter, her life from the start was pretty good. Their family struggled a bit with financials, but managed to get through. When Apollinaris was born, Vladimir took a job in a lab and helped develop different psychological syrums. It was when a rival lab company discovered how advanced his tests were that they sent a hit-man to kill him. At this time, Esther was pregnant with another child. The death of father and husband had a huge impact on the family, forcing them out of the country. They moved to the US and got structered once more, before Apollinaris and Spiridon were kidnapped. This left Esther and Darrel to fend for themselves. ]

What You Didn't Know
[ She has a strong Russian accent, and tends to speak in Russian rather than English; her father developed the first PPT syrum. ]

▶ ▷ Kiss-Me-Crayola ◀ ◁

iiMiquet
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iiMiquet
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PostPosted: Tue Jun 12, 2012 6:18 pm


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              SPIRIDON x ILLARION X & X APOLLINARIS x SERAPHIM x :: x the chesnokovas
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                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxx xx IF YOU CAN HEAR ME xx :: xx I'M REACHING OUT xx
                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxx xx NEVER SING OF LOVE xxxl:: xx IF IT DOESN'T EXIST xx
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                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxʏoux ᴀʀᴇ x ɴoτ x ᴀʟoɴᴇ x . xx ↙ ↙ xx
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                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx x // somewhere, has become my foundationxx xx outside the collapsing, burning lab
                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx x // somewhere, stirring deep inside my soul x xx anxious, scared, on edge
                  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx x // somewhere, where you will be hidingxxxxx xx blake, karmon, alanna, each other
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                                      Spiridon had looked up as Alexis approached him, looking happy in such a horrid situation. He'd always admired her positivity. But, then, he began to hear the scared scream of one of the other girls. He caught the blonde's eye as she turned and ran off, noticing the way she'd began to open her lips as if she wanted to speak. But the others had to be more important than whatever she'd had to say. He watched her run off into the smoke and ground his teeth together. He peered back behind himself as Alanna appeared beside his sister, who was making soft whimpering noises and shaking slightly. Apollinaris looked up at the pretty dark-haired girl and gave a small, watery smile. "Hey... Yeah, I'm alright. A few minor burns," she murmured softly, reaching up and rubbing her nose gently. Her hands and soft face were marred with soot and ash, turning them dark in contrast to her usual pale complexion. "Are you okay?" she asked the girl, looking briefly to her brother as he helped Karmon and Blake out the window and into the fresh air. It had been forever since they'd last been welcomed into the sunlight. Sitting on the ground, she watched her brother at the window with sky-blue pools, though her mind was occupied on the soft grass below her fingers. Spiridon was glad to see two more people exit the building, though knew there were nine more people trapped inside. He wasn't quite sure what to do, and couldn't quite hear anyone over the groaning of the collapsing building.

PostPosted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 12:54 pm


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𝔇 𝔞 𝔯 𝔯 𝔢 𝔫 𝔅 𝔯 𝔦 𝔫 𝔢

𝓟𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓪 𝓬𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓻...


User Image xxxxxThe cool October morning was bright; the colorful leaves shone in the early sunlight, frost beginning to burden the fresh grass. Bright rays of sunshine poured into Darren's window. The golden light lit up her creamy skin, disturbing the darkness of her peaceful rest. It was as her eyes began to flutter open that the annoying scream of her alarm clock sounded. A soft and sleepy moan escaped the young woman as she turned in her bed, dreading the day to come. She had her very first photo shoot for a well-known modelling company. Her oceanic blue eyes remained open, adjusting to the brightness before she sat up and clicked off the alarm. Listening carefully, she found nobody to be moving about in her house. The pretty seventeen-year-old lived with her mother and younger brother. She and he were homeschooled and had been since she was a sixth grader. Now a sophmore, while her brother barely managed to be passing his eighth grade curriculum, she was able to do more than focus on her studies. School came easy to the young A+ student.

xxxxxSeeing as she was the only one up, Darren hoisted her delicate body to her feet and exited her room, making sure she was quiet as could be as she made her way to the bathroom down the hall.Softly clicking the door shut behind her, the dirty blonde pulled off her Sophie shorts and white tank top, climbing into a hot bath and laying her head back, She closed her eyes, laying a damp cloth over her face and relaxing. After roughly fifteen minutes, as the bath water began to cool off, she stopped relaxing and cleaned off, washing her hair twice before deep-conditioning it. She clambered out of the tub, gooseflesh rising on her creamy skin. She shivered briefly and wrapped a plush towel around her lithe body, making her way back to her room. Darren dried off and walked to her closet, picking out her nicest light blue button-down shirt and white pants. The dirty blonde slid into her clothes, pulling on a pair of grey flats.

xxxxxThe delicate-bodied girl moved over to her mirror and makeup table, sitting down and lifting a straightener to her long locks. She was brisk to finish, taking all her hair and laying it down one shoulder. She then picked up her mascara, lengthing and volumizing her dark lashes. She applied foundation and a slight amount of pink lipgloss to make her lips look even more full and plump than they already were. Darren studied herself briefly in the mirror before smiling and standing back up, grabbing her portfolio before disappearing from her room. She walked quietly down the hall, lifting an apple and granola bar from the countertop. She placed the granola bar in her purse, biting into her apple. The final thing she grabbed before leaving was a bottle of water, which also was stuck into her purse.

xxxxxDarren made her way out to her car -- a champagne colored Pruis. Climbing in and starting the vehicle, she took off to the agency. It wasn't much of a drive, and there wasn't much traffic on the rode. It was nine, so the morning traffic had gone and past. She took a leisurely drive, stopping in front of the gargantuan building. The pretty doll-like girl took a shaky breath, parking and climbing out. She walked in through the front doors, instantly awed by the amount of beautiful people walking the halls. She pulled a rumpled piece of paper from her bag, telling her where she needed to be at promptly 9:30. She found her way to the desk of a secretary, gently biting her bottom lip and shyly tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

xxxxx"Uhm... hello. I'm supposed to meet Miss Nakagawa at 9:30 for a tour and photoshoot?"


|| ooc ;; hope my post and layout are good! :3 ||

𝔅 𝔢 𝔞 𝔲 𝔱 𝔦 𝔣 𝔲 𝔩 𝔇 𝔬 𝔩 𝔩

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PostPosted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 9:45 pm


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Name: Darren Colette Brine
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Female
Orientation: In-the-Closet Lesbian
Likes: • Singing
• Dancing
• Flowers
• Modelling
• Dressing-Up
• Affection
• Laughter
• Animals
• Pleasing people
• Friends
Dislikes: • Disappointing people
• Disappointing people
• Thunderstorms
• Horror movies
• Heights
• Darkness
• Insects, amphibians, reptiles
• Pain
• Overly sweet or spicy foods
• Clowns and mimes
Personality: Darren isn't hard to figure out. She's a southern bell with an attitude to match. Her heart is big enough to hold the Empire State Building, and she is described as easy to work with by everyone she is signed on with. She's full of innocence, love and understanding. She easily forgives and forgets, and hates dwelling on the past. She isn't easily angered and, when confronted with anger, tends to shy away and clam up. She isn't the most talkative person, but is quite animated and loves to tell -- as well as listen to -- stories. She loves being of help to people and hates disapponting or hurting others; whether she knows them well or not. Darren is polite and honest with people, though. on occasion, she is very shy. She's very intelligent, but doesn't have much common sense and tends to be rash in decision-making.
Bio: Upon being born in a small town in southern Mississippi, Darren's dreams were big from the day she could walk. At a young age, she showed potential in the arts; she sang and danced, even if she wasn't so good. At that time, she had a newborn baby brother and both her parents. She went to school like any other child and was treated like a princess from the get-go. Her family never had an abundance of money, but she was loved dearly. They got along, her father working for a hauling company whilst her mother worked in a cubicle all day. This left Darren and Austin, her brother, with their nanny Mindy, a bright-eyed nineteen-year-old. Things were swell for the family for years to come. However, one day, nine-year-old Darren was out swimming in the backyard with her brother, their nanny inside for just a moment to get drinks, when Austin went underwater. The seven-year-old slid out of his lifejacket and wasn't able to swim. Desperate, he grabbed onto his big sister's leg and dragged her down with him. Neither resurfaced and Minday was on edge as she returned outside, not finding them. She was only barely able to pull the two from the pool, immediately dialing an ambulance which took the two children to the hospital.

Darren was diagnosed with warm water hypothermia, while Austin's lungs had begun to fill up with water. The Brine parents accused Mindy of neglect and sued, winning the suit and a sum of money. After the entire incident blew over, the family packed up and moved to New York City. Life from there on was scary for the family -- all of which had lived in the small town their entire lives. Life went on for the family, little going on until Darren turned 11. She hit puberty and was suddenly all the rage at school. Boys flirted with her; her father even partook in the sexual harrassment. One evening, he took it too far and touched his daughter. Things went downhill from there and Darren's mother came home from a meeting at work to find her husband molesting their daughter. Of course, a divorce tore apart the family and the man was put in jail. It was then that Mrs. Brine took her children out of school and began homeschooling them.

At age fifteen, Darren started a blog. She wrote and posted pictures of herself with different hairstyles and make-up styles. She posted videos of beauty tutorials and the like. She was constantly complimented or degraded, and become known as "Viral Doll". Well, it wasn't long before modelling agencies caught on and sniffed her out. She shot an occasional commercial, sometimes modelling expensive clothing lines or being included in a group photoshoot. It was only recently that she has become more and more famous. Yet, she's more famous for her unique doll-like face, long creamy legs and flawless complexion.
PostPosted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 6:01 pm


W i l l o w // A n t i o n e t t e // C r o s s

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N a m e ;; Darrenette Alexandria Brine Willow Antionette Cross

N i c k n a m e ;; Darren Will

S t r i p p e r N a m e ;; The Tease

B i r t h d a y ;; February 14th

A g e ;; Seventeen Twenty-one

H e i g h t ;; Five feet, seven inches

W e i g h t ;; One-hundred, nine pounds

L i k e s ;; Music, her job, feeling confident, dancing, singing

D i s l i k e s ;; Perverts, her life, school, ignorance, lying to people

T h e m e s o n g ;; Polly ;; Walk Off The Earth

P e r s o n a l i t y ;; Intelligent, clever, flirtcious, seductive, honest, straightforward, teasing, cheerful, polite, curious, gracious, coy, patient, anxious, understanding, tolerant, sympathetic, independent, stubborn, rebellious, open-minded.

E x t r a ;; She has a tramp stamp of a rose.

M a s t e r ;; Kiss-Me-Crayola



J a n u a r y // E l i j a h // B r i n e

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N a m e ;; January Elijah Brine

N i c k n a m e ;; January

J o b ;; Music producer

B i r t h d a y ;; December 13th

A g e ;; Twenty-three

H e i g h t ;; Six feet, five inches

W e i g h t ;; One-hundred, seventy-two pounds

L i k e s ;; Music, being alone, his sister, reading, quiet

D i s l i k e s ;; People in general, perverts, the club, beaches, loud noises

T h e m e s o n g ;; Astronaut ;; Simple Plan

P e r s o n a l i t y ;; Blunt, bitter, cold, stubborn, independent, stand-off-ish, narrow-minded, clever, intelligent, witty, sarcastic, mischevious, harsh, rash, impulsive,

E x t r a ;; He has a tattoo of his sister's name on his right shoulder.

M a s t e r ;; Kiss-Me-Crayola

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iiMiquet
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PostPosted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 2:06 pm


W i l l o w A. C r o s s

xxxxxxxxxxI'm not scared of the dark;
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI'm scared of what's in it.


                          xxxxxxxAsxx all the damn strippers started making their damn racket, January curled his lip lightly in disgust. He had no idea why his sister had gotten a job showing her body to perverts. He had no idea why she worked with the whores. He didn't care enough to ask. But, as he thought those bitter thoughts, he looked to his right shoulder. It read "Darrenette" in simple cursive letters; a single, small tattoo. He hadn't spoken to her in a year- yet they lived in the same apartment complex. If she was seen with him, the others might get suspicious. Rolling his eyes with a sigh, the dark-haired male got up and walked back to his apartment. Since he didn't have to work, he felt like sleeping the rest of the day. Slipping his jeans off, January crawled back into bed and prayed to the gods that those strippers would shut up.

                          xxxxxxxHerxx blue eyes hazy as she made her way back down the street to the complex, Willow had much on her mind. Her job, James, Kacy, Colleen... January. Not the month, but her brother. The brother nobody knew she had. Nobody knew anything about her life; she'd been worki with them for a year now, and nobody had ever cared to get close to her. Not that she would have expected that- coming in and steamin the majority of the customers from the other females? She probably wasn't loved by most of her female coworkers. That was to be expected. With a sigh, her headphones embedded in her ears, Willow walked down the street and to the complex, oblivious to everyone. She walked up the first flight of stairs, removing a rig of keys from her bra and unlocking the last door on her left. Her apartment was like everyone's; simple. As soon as she was inside, Willow slipped out of her sweaty workout clothes and immediately went to the shower. Sometimes it sucked being alone.


An ant has no quarrel with a boot;xxxxxxxxxx
We end it's life to feel more important.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx


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PostPosted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 9:58 pm


                          A v a l o n
                          Asgardian Princess

                          xxxxxxxThex portal was wide open as it spit out a beautiful blonde. Her long, pale hair was tousled wildly from a seemingly crazy ride. Fierce, fiery red eyes were ablaze, partially from anxiety and partially from anger. What the hell!? First a Bilgesnipe, now... this? Was what this? Looking around, eyes still blazing, the young woman curled a lip at her surroundings. There were no others around- just dark ovals. So odd. Her lip uncurling, she frowned lightly. This was definitely not Asgard. It wasn't any planet she'd visited- however, it vaguely made her think of stories she'd heard as a child. Of a planet called Earth. Why was she here? More importantly, how did she get here and how was she to get home?

                          A m a l t h e a
                          Last Unicorn

                          xxxxxxxHerx deep pink eyes sparked with fear, the fair-haired and fair-skinned girl was running- then, falling. Then she laid on the ground. Her eyes opening wide, the pretty young girl looked around, her breathing unsteady and body quivering. She saw people- dark objects. They were all so weird. So foreign. They made her fear. Unreal eyes darting around, trying to take in her surroundings, the girl fumbled to her feet and scampered to hide. She hid behind a clump of trees, orbs damp. Wh-what... wh-where... who? she thought to herself, a tear of fear rolling down her pale cheek.

                          J e r r i c o
                          Dragon Outcast

                          xxxxxxxOnex moment he was flying- the next, sitting. On the ground. Against a cold slab of marble. Water rushing behind him. Filling his ears. Groaning, the pale-haired male rubbed his head gently. Damn, what a headache. The hell had happened? Looking at his hands, the male started. Wait, hands? Two seconds ago he'd been flying. Scales, talons, wings. Not soft flesh and hair. And he'd been flying over a volcano. So then, why was he in a cloudy square? It'd begun to sprinkle lightly, and there were people filling the square. All shapes, sizes- all scents. His dark eyes lit up as he peered around, watching the dazed and confused movements of everyone around him. "Well, now. This puts a damper on my plans," he muttered to himself, referring to his plans of destroying an abandoned village. It was a wonderful way to release pent-up anger.

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PostPosted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 2:17 pm


Name :: Remember Nikolette Ekaterina Lafayette
Nickname :: Remember, Kitty to close friends
Age :: seventeen
Birthday :: august 13th
Gender :: female
Species :: humanoid conjurer
Sexual Orientation :: open-minded
Crush // Lover :: nobody
Relationship Status :: single; not looking for a lover
Slave(s) :: searching desperately; willing to take male and female
Height :: five feet, three inches
Weight :: one-hundred, nineteen pounds; fifty-four kilograms
Body Type :: thin with a full bust and rounded hips; pale skin
Hair Color // Style :: naturally stark white, usually faintly wavy and almost shoulder-length
Eye Color :: naturally crimson
Tattoo(s) :: a single rose on her right shoulderblade
Scars :: multiple along her neck, hidden by high-collared dresses, and abdomen
Piercings :: one in each ear
Occupation :: unknown
Family :: unknown
Likes :: being alone, the colors white and crimson, flowers, reading
Dislikes :: loud noises, teeth, carousel music, people with animal parts (i.e., ears, tails)
Fears :: most animals, the dark, storms
Secrets :: she collects teeth of all sorts for an unknown reason
Personality :: quiet, coy, distant, hesitant, determined, harsh, intelligent, stubborn, witty, clever, sarcastic, impulsive, secretly caring, honest, polite, independent
Biography :: Most of Remember's past in unknown- what is known is that she lived in an orphanage for her first few years of life, before escaping then disappearing and living with an unknown person. At age fourteen, she left and moved into her own house alone. Only recently has she begun searching for slaves.
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PostPosted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 2:16 pm


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PostPosted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 3:02 pm


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                          xxx"I'm sorry, Addie, but your grandmother... She didn't make it," Stefan told her softly, hand placed gently on the girl's shoulder. He attempted to bring Adarsa into a hug but she put her thin hands on his chest and have a shove, pushing him away. The young woman was silent, arms wrapped tightly around herself. At first, shock registered in her mind. Then disbelief. Suddenly, the brunette turned and ran. "Addie! Wait! Don't go!" the carpenter yelled after her. Silence was all he got in return. He watched her retreating form- small, thin, clad in a corset-style brown dress, chest-length brown hair, barefoot. Tears streaming down her face as she disappeared into the woods. The snow crunched under her feet and fell from the sky. The dark-haired male pondered going after his close friend, but decided against it. With a sigh, he turned and went back into his own home. 

                          xxxBrown eyes filling and spilling over with tears, Adarsa didn't know what she was supposed to do. She ran into the forest, snow falling heavily and speckling her brown locks. Her bare feet took her as far as her grandmother's cabin before they gave out. She stumbled as she ran into the house, falling on the bed and sobbing. "Grandma... No..." she whispered brokenly, clutching a quilt tight in her hands. The fire crackled, wind howling outside. The moon was high in the dark sky. Taking in a shaky breath, Adarsa slowly raised her head up off the bed. She wiped her eyes and nose, hands closed tight into fists. "I know what I have to do," she murmured quietly, making her way to her feet. 

                          xxxThe brown-eyed girl closed her eyes briefly, gooseflesh raising on her arms. She walked to a large oak trunk and opened it, removing a red velvet cape. Sliding her arms in the thick sleeves, she pulled the hood over her damp head. As well, Adarsa found some old moccasin-boots her grandmother had made for her. Briskly running her feet to warm them up, she put on woolen socks and the hide boots. The brunette found her old basket and stored two canteens as well as dried meat, dried fruit and vegetable slices, bread, cold broth and even some aged ale. She wasn't sure how long she would be gone, let alone what she would have to endure. Finally, the seventeen-year-old stuff some bandages and extra cloth in the basket. Adarsa, jaw clenched tightly, hitched the basket over her shoulder and walked out of the house. She snatched a lantern up from outside and lit it. 

                          xxxThe snow crunching loudly under her feet, Adarsa laced up her cloak tightly, shielding her ears and neck from the cold wind. Her face and hands took the brunt of the cold, and she pulled the sleeves down over her freezing fingers. Taking shaky breaths as she trudged on, the brunette held the lantern high, attempting to bring some light to the dark path. She could slightly make out wolf prints in the heavy snow, and did her best to follow them. Snowflakes caught in the hair around her face, her eyebrows and eyelashes- making her appear as some sort of snow princess with warm chocolate eyes. She whispered words of prayer softly, her breath fogging white in the cold air. Hunger gnawed at her stomach, her fingers and face red with cold, but Adarsa trudged on.
                           

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PostPosted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 8:47 pm


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Name :: Johnny C. (a.k.a. Nny)
Colors :: I'll let you decide<3
Personality :: Insane ;; Homicidal ;; Angry ;; occasionally Suicidal
Wording :: [ song lyrics ] chorus please
"I've relinquished control of my insanity." (number one favorite)
"I wish someone would just switch me off and fix me."(number two)
"It's a frightening world to be alone in." (number three)
"The world would be so much nicer if people only used guns on themselves." (number four)
Icon Theme :: Insane, murderous, funny/morbid
Type :: Type three!

extra info<3

Johnny C. Copyright Jhonen Vasquez

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PostPosted: Sun Aug 05, 2012 7:45 am


- Charms -
Sword - Fighter

Shield - Guard

Heart - Loving

Numbers - Assistant

Book - Above-average intelligence

Broom - Servant

Small Bell - Pet

Wand - Magic user

Whip - Likes punishment

Rose - Pleasure slave

Cross bones - Will try and escape

Microphone/Ballet Shoes - Singer/Dancer

Paint Brush - Visual artist/painter

X - Has killed a master

Spatula - Cooks

Lollipop - Likes sweets

Pencil - Writer

Music Note - Can sing

Violin - Plays classical instruments(violin, piano, etc.)

Guitar pick(triangular) - plays modern-day instruments

Raindrop - Abused by previous Mistress/master(es)

Butterfly - Delicate, needs to be treated kindly

Halo - Very pure and innocent

Tree - Plant/nature lover, loves being outdoors

House - Had a Family

Bow & Arrow - Good fighter

Knife - Assassin

Broken Mirror - Permanently Scarred or Wounded

Crutch - Cripple (May be blind, deaf, lost a limb, etc)

Chain - Obedient

Flame - Disobedient

Snowflake - Cold, Independent, Alone

Ring - Was Married

Rattle - Has or had children

Hourglass - Good Body Shape

Crescent Moon - A dreamer, kind of a space-case. calm and/or docile

Jester hat - Trickster

Pearl - Virgin

Ruby - Non-virgin

- Collars -
Black - dangerous (for a violent, and aggressive slave who will disobey any chance it can get. It might defend its owner but it is not likely. Dominant.)

Maroon - Disobedient

Green - Calm

Dark red - Unbroken ( for an aggressive slave but not necessarily a violent one who would disobey. This type of slave is more likely to defend his or her owner. Both submissive and dominant, though might lean more towards dominant.)

Red - Broken (Can be considered broken, will obey any command given. Friendly, gentle but shy. Will defend their owner. Submissive.)

Orange - Hyper

Light blue - Happy

Grey - Slightly insane

Hot Pink - Flirty ( Usually flirtatious, is known to be kind but still fiery at heart. Might snap at their owner or disobey once in a while but not as often as a slave with a black or red collar.Will defend their owner some times. Both submissive and dominant)

Light Pink - Sweet and kind

Blue - Quiet and shy (This is for the shy slave who might come out of it's shell once they know their owner. Once they know their owner they might be gentle, flirtatious but fiery as
well. They will defend their owner at all costs. Both submissive and dominant, though might lean more towards submissive.)

Yellow - Troubled past

Brown - Mysterious

White- Virgin

Purple- Giving

Gold - Loyal

Sky Blue: Always seems to have their head in the clouds. A slight space-case, but is very happy-go-lucky. Always eager to please whatever owner they might have.

Indigo: Meek, but non-submissive. Generally does what she wants, but, on a whim will do what is told to do.

Crystal - Special/Rare Species (Vampires and Neko's do not count, for they are no longer considered to be rare)

Velvet - Gentle and loving

Orchid - Sensual, seductive, and/or has expensive tastes

Purple - Once royalty
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