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 Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2012 9:36 am
"Selfies talking"
"Others talking."
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"Selfies talking."
"Others talking."
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 5:20 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 12:41 pm
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The Fire Breather Age: TwentyGender: FemaleCondition: WitchHeight: 5'9"Weight: 126 lbs.About: Other: Theme:
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2012 5:11 pm
 
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 2:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 10:13 am
 XX  XX  N A M E: Cheza A G E: Unknown R O L E: Keeper of Paradise U S E R N A M E: Xx_littlebrokenbird_xX
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 12:52 pm
Keeper of Paradise "I have answered the calls of those who have come here,  and I have granted every one of their wishes." Cheza Xx_littlebrokenbird_xX • The Basic Stuff •
▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ The name I was given is Cheza,
I've lived on this world for unknown years,
And my birth is celebrated on September 19th
I am obviously a female
And I'm only interested in males and females • The Personal Things •
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Please, give me these and I'll be happy!
Rain ♥
Paradise ♥
Freedom ♥
Youth ♥
Beauty ♥
Flowers ♥
The Moon ♥
Singing ♥
Dancing ♥
Hope ♥
Life ♥
No thank you, I'll do without that!
The Ruin ✘
Pain ✘
Suffering ✘
Destruction ✘
Contamination ✘
Being Trapped ✘
Screams ✘
Blood ✘
Insanity ✘
No! Please just keep it away!
Being Infected ☠
Death ☠
The Ruin ☠
Loss of Beauty ☠
Destruction of Paradise ☠
Shhh! Don't tell anyone!
Isn't exactly what she seems ✧ • The Real Me •
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This is who I truly am
Cheza, despite her looks, is really only a child. She knows so little of the world around her so she tends to be curious and always enthusiastic about learning. The simplest of things like the color of the sky amuses her in such a childish way. That's why many people like her though. She is the epitome of innocence and she is capable of so much, but doesn't even realize it. Though she still has a hard time understand the difference between what is right and what is wrong. Basically, she has a lack of morals. In fact, she lacks a lot of social skills as well. She's known to be very blunt about things and isn't afraid to express herself. If she dislikes anything, she'll make it known. She never lies. It isn't in her nature. She was created to be peaceful and to grant others blissful eternal life. Looking into her eyes you'll see that she is a girl full of absolute optimism and believes there is good in everyone. But, there's more to her than that. Over the years it seems she has changed some. However, that part of her will be revealed later.
I've seen more then you can imagine
Well it all started with the Royals and the prophecy of the destruction of mankind. For years the Royals have known about the upcoming Ruin but didn't want to make others panic if it wasn't necessary. So they continued to run the world in a just manner while secretly planning on ways to prevent the Ruin from destroying all life. They tried countless of methods and tested many subjects without the public knowing, but they all seemed to fail every time. The Royals began to believe that there was no way to stop this tragedy. It was a part of life they would only be able to accept, as if it were inevitable. Therefore they stopped researching and focused on keeping it a secret as long as possible. Every time an incident occurred raising questions about the peaceful society, the Royals stepped in to make sure it wouldn't cause any further disruption. The Royals were the keepers of peace, it was their job to do so. However, they killed thousands of people who were condemned Ruined when all they really needed was psychological help.
Fear began to grow between the Royals so they began their research again. There just had to be some possible way to stop this! Yet their research lead them to a dead end once again. It seemed there was no way to save everyone from the Ruin, but they were able to come up with a sort of solution. They created a small utopia far away from their society in a place rich in resources. A place of absolutely beauty and tranquility. Not everyone would be able to survive the Ruin, but those who weren't infected had a chance of escaping to save themselves. They named this place, Paradise. Soon after, the Ruin began to spread even more and violence was seen everywhere. Even some of the Royals began to fall victim to this disease and they knew full well that their perfect society was crumbling beneath them. In a desperate attempt to someday restore the world, they created a young child in their labs. They named her Cheza and she was known by legend to be the daughter of the Moon Flower. When the Royals fell, the only thing they left behind was a recording. A video that showed Cheza awakening in a liquid chamber which was keeping her alive as she grew. The Royals explained that she would reside in this Paradise and she would be the granter of eternal life to all those who ask of it. They warned those who had not been infected yet to evacuate immediately. That lead to everyone rushing, fighting, to reach Paradise while the world crumbled away to empty ash and death.
Cheza's life has been a short one. The only things she recall are the sounds of so many people's voices that watched over her, waiting patiently for the day she awoke. However, those people are all gone now. She never was able to meet them or learn their names. The minute she awoke she was taken to grow up in Paradise with the one she knows as her Guardian Angel. Her Guardian Angel has protected her from the beginning, keeping those who threaten to end her away while teaching her all she needed to know to be a normal girl. The only thing she didn't need help with was learning how to use her abilities. Those came naturally to her. Though she has claimed to have saved many people from the Ruin, many still doubt her abilities and her existence. Many claim that Paradise and Cheza are just legends made up to read to kids as bed time stories. Many believed there is no hope or that if Cheza does exist, her powers are lies. She doesn't know whether they're right or not. She cannot tell the difference between real and imaginary. All she does is grant eternal life like she is asked and nothing more.
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 10:02 pm
-Personal Info- My Name Is: Dakota Apple BeckwithMy Birth Date Is: November 7thMy Age: FourteenMy Gender: FemaleMy Sexuality: BisexualMy Race: Nymph/Witch Hybrid My Personality: There's a lot of things you can say about Dakota, also known as "Kota". She has a variety of labels that people have given her, but who she really is some don't know. Kota is great at pretending to be something she's not when she's around people she's not close to. Those who she considers to be her friends understand just how sweet she can be. She has an optimistic outlook on life and is usually always chipper about everything. It's hard to see this girl not being bubbly or energetic. In fact, shutting her up or getting her to sit still are just two impossible things she can't do! She's really stubborn like that. Some find it annoying, but her friends say it just adds to her charm. She might be pretty immature from time to time with tendencies of being completely odd and weird or just plain "out there". Though for the ones she cares about, she'll always pull through. Just because she's cute and small doesn't mean she isn't capable of being strong or powerful. When you give her a reason to, she can be the cruelest person you'll ever meet. You'll rarely see her give anyone a second chance. And she is true to the saying that big things can come from small packages.My Height and Weight: 5'3" and 112 lbs.My Grade Level: Freshman My Eye Color: Amber GoldMy Biography: Dakota grew up in a small town down in Oklahoma. She was the youngest of four, with two older brothers and one older sister. Her father wasn't exactly the best dad in the world and usually barely even knew his kids existed. Their mother died after giving birth to Kota and so her older sister took the role in her place. For a while, they made everything work. Everyone was just happy to have a roof over their heads, food to eat, and clothes to wear. It was hard not to smile anyway since they had silly little Kota to always cheer them up. Sure she was the youngest and at the time, there wasn't much she could do skillfully. Yet she never failed and making her family laugh or feel hopeful that things would soon get even better for them. She spent most of her life looking out for her brothers, sticking up for them when someone picked on them though they hated that. It made them look weak, but they knew she was looking out for them. She didn't want them using their powers in public to hurt anyone. Plus, it was always amusing to see her act so stubborn and tough no matter who the bully was. Their oldest sister was the one who usually took care of things though and as much as Kota didn't want to, she'd always apologize afterwards as long as the bullies did so too.
When she wasn't worried about her brothers, she would try to visit with her dad who spent most of his time staring at the TV with a drink in his hand. Kota would tell him all about the things he was missing out on, or she'd tell him funny jokes to make him laugh. He never acknowledged her though. Despite the rest of the family's protests, she wouldn't leave his side. She would spend as much time as she could every day trying to get him to be a normal daddy like the ones other kids had. By the time she was ten, her father had killed himself one day while the others were at school and their big sister was grocery shopping. Kota had been the one to see his bloody body first and the note he left. He had never been able to cope with the loss of his wife and he had always felt like he wouldn't be good enough for his own kids. He thought it would just be better if he was gone. No one else in the family cried as much as Kota did that day, and it's rumored that she hasn't shed a single tear ever since.
After those tragic times, Kota spent all of her time trying to be stronger. She didn't want to end up like her father. Though she was the smallest out of everyone, she was the one who fought the hardest. She was the only one to continue practicing her powers. No matter what, she never stopped smiling. She had to make sure people wouldn't worry about her because she wanted everyone to be happy. Of course, deep down she knew such a thing was impossible but she wanted to try. To those who deserved happiness, she wanted to be there to do whatever she could to make sure they'd be happy forever. That's the person she decided to become and she never wants to change.
Eventually, she was old enough to know that she didn't want to stay in this little town anymore. She wanted to do something more with her life. To be able to protect the ones she loved from here on out. So, she told her siblings that she loved them and that she'd miss them before she left to join the Monster Buster Academy. It's only her freshman year but all of her previous training as helped her to be above the rest of the students though she's nothing compared to some of her best friends. She isn't worried about that though. She doesn't want to be the strongest in the world. She just wants to be as strong as she can be so that when she's needed, she can be there. She can help. With the help of her friends and the academy, she has no doubt in her mind she can reach her goal. Now fourteen and an even bigger fireball than ever before, Dakota Beckwith is ready to face any challenge they can throw at her! There's nothing standing in her way anymore.-Battle Info- My Power:• Masquerade - this ability allows her to change her skin to match with the objects in her surroundings, acting like a camouflage shrouding her from her enemies
• Sensory Motion - is used to enhance her sense of hearing or smell whenever she needs to and also gives her the ability to bend her body in flexible or often impossible ways
• Legerdemain - can let her create illusions either of herself or any object nearby, however this is mainly used for distraction since the illusions aren't concrete or solid My Skills: Stealth is Kota's specialty. Most of her abilities help her with being a great assassin. Her masquerade ability can allow her to hide from her victims in plain sight and with her sensory motion, she can bend or squeeze into places most others can't. Plus, she's best at sneak attacks and using her throwing stars. Despite her amazing weaponry, she's actually much better at hand to hand combat more than anything else. Though she is part witch and has some magical abilities, her magic isn't as strong due to the gentle nymph blood within her. Therefore she can only cast the simplest of spells or use all her magic towards her legerdemain ability. My Weapon(s): A set of throwing stars, a set of kunais, and her lucky cute katana Class: Monster Buster Class of Warrior: Ninja Alternate Battle Mode Look: Moe Cho Hoshi -Extra info- My Likes:+ Flowers
+ Sweets
+ Laughing
+ Music
+ Games
+ Winning
+ Smiling
+ Helping others
+ Anything cute
+ Stuffed animals
+ Warm and fluffy stuff
+ Strength
+ Tattoos
+ Piercings
+ Colors
+ Charms
+ Surprises
+ Butterflies
+ Bunnies
+ Anything unusual or oddMy Dislikes:- Being short
- Dark colors
- Bitter tastes
- Unlucky events
- Anything ugly
- Being cold
- Losing
- Being underestimated
- Crying
- Jerks
- Friends getting hurt
- People giving up
- WeaknessesHobbies:✦ Singing
✦ Art
✦ Fashion
✦ Dancing
✦ Training
✦ Magic tricksMy Crush: Secret!Theme: Pin Heel Surfer -- SCANDALPlayed By Who: Xx_littlebrokenbird_xX
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 11:55 am
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 7:56 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 9:56 pm
 My Name Is: Calalini Katja PavlovHow Old Are You: EighteenRace: RussianSub Race: Syntherian ShapeshifterSexuality: HeterosexualHeight & Weight: 5'9" & 145 lbs.Eye Color: Pale Amber GoldPersonality Wise I'm Like this: Calalini is an odd wild girl you simply can't forget! Normally, she's quite a trip. She isn't afraid to speak her mind or tell you what she really thinks of things. She's got a unique outlook on life. The pessimist may see the glass as half empty. The optimist may think it is half full. Calalini, however, is the opportunist who drinks the water down while the other two argue. That's how she's been for as long as she can remember. It's the main reason she can't stand whenever things get in her way or try to stop her. Unfortunately, this tends to make her a bit ill-tempered, stubborn, and slightly manipulative. Then there are the rare occasions when her animalistic nature can kick in. During these times, she's a bit more aggressive. She can come off as hostile and sensitive, but she won't ever admit that she cares what others might think. On the bright side, she's much more fearless and energetic when she's like this. It makes her very hard to handle and if you don't pay close attention, she may run off to find something more interesting. Other than that though, she's a very fun girl to be around and she'll always shock you with the things she says and does.What I Like:+ Running
+ Open Spaces
+ Climbing
+ Stealth
+ Chains
+ Rain
+ Flowers
+ Sweets
+ Ribbons
+ Silk
+ Water
+ Animals
+ Explosions
+ Instincts
+ Children
+ Warmth
+ Grace
+ Elegance
+ Sweet Fragrances
+ MoonlightWhat I Dislike:- Restrictions
- Boredom
- Too Sunny Days
- Abuse
- Losing
- Carelessness
- Mercy
- Compassion
- Losing Control
- Being Confused
- Pain
- Anything Disgusting
- Bitterness
- Feeling Exposed
- Vulnerability
- Weakness
- Ignorance
- DisrespectHobbies: A dancer, definitely, but she doesn't dance as much as she used to. The only time you could possibly catch her is during a full moon. She'll tend to read every now and then as well. Sometimes she'll dabble in crafting. Calalini is even known to be a great cook! But her main hobby, besides training, would have to be collecting. There's no explanation or reason to it. She just likes to collect things that attract her attention or are meaningful.My Story Before The Calamity: Calalini had a life that was like a dream, but also a nightmare. For as long as she could remember, Cal had been in constant struggle with her personality disorder. In the beginning, during her early years after her family had moved from Russia to America, it wasn't so bad. They started of being sort of her imaginary friends. She was always a happy bright child despite them, so her parents never questioned it. Especially her mother. Her mother loved her more than anything. After all, Cal was the only child she was able to have that she didn't lose. Before her, her parents had attempted to have children five times. The doctors had no hope and had tried to make her mother believe it wasn't possible. Calalini was her miracle child and the only one she would ever have. She was spoiled and adored of course, but that didn't matter to her. The simplest things were always able to make the young child happy and she never felt alone or unloved. Things couldn't have been better!
As she got older, her disorder became worse but she tried her hardest to keep it in control. Most of the people she went to school with never were able to notice. During her elementary school days, she had many friends and things seemed to be going ok. Yet it got worse and worse, leaving Cal mentally and physically exhausted. She would always have to lie or hide her disorder from her dear friends and it made her become distant. Her friends slipped away one by one up until her high school days. By then she didn't hang out with anyone so it was rather difficult for them to ever get to know her and that's how she wanted it. No, despite her good looks or funny charm, she was the quiet child who avoided any kind of relationship. She was the loner.
That all changed when one person had the courage to walk up to her at lunch and actually talk to her. However, she was stubborn and never spoke a word to him. He didn't seem to mind at all though and provided most of the conversation. This contact continued for various days. He'd walk up to her after getting his lunch and would sit down. For a few minutes, both of them would sit there in complete silence. The boy always had a smile on his face and it didn't seem to push him away like it did for others. Then he'd begin to talk about his day, which lead to him talking about the most random things. The sound of his voice, the brightness of his smile, and the way he laughed... It was contagious and she cracked a smile for the first time in who knew how long.
Gradually, he was able to get her talking to him and over time the relationship between them only grew. People teased the boy whenever they could because they talked to her, but neither of them cared. They ignored all of the negative comments and just worried about themselves. He was the first best friend she ever had and he was the only one who could get under her skin. Only he knew what her smile looked like, and that her favorite fruit was an apple, and the way her nose would twitch when she was thinking deeply. He knew her inside and out without her even realizing how open she was being. She just didn't feel like she had to keep secrets when she was with him. He was the first person to know of her disorder, but he had already been able to tell by her slight odd mood changes from time to time. He helped her get through it and she wasn't so alone anymore. A little while later, she had even made a few other friends and they all grew pretty close. She never thought she'd see herself being this happy. That's why this was the dream. And like all dreams, it eventually came to an end.
One day she had been walking home with him since he said there was something important he wanted to tell her. Yet he never did work up the nerve to say it. He gave her the lame excuse that he had forgotten about it and he told her that he'd see her again tomorrow. If only she had stopped him, maybe forced him to say it, things might have been different. When he had been walking back to his home after leaving her, he was hit by a car and killed. So when tomorrow came around, neither her nor her friends had seen him in school that day. They all assumed he was out sick, nothing too serious. Then they announced the accident and how Calalini was never going to see him again. The dream she'd been living in shattered that day.
Without caring what kind of trouble she'd get in, she ran away from her friends with their expressions of unwanted pity and left the school right after the announcement. She didn't stop running until she made it to his house where his parents welcomed her in and told her exactly what had happened. Cal never spoke a word while they told the story. Though she showed some surprise when they gave her a note he had left behind for her. She held it close but didn't read it until the day of his funeral. She never attended the ceremony. Calalini stayed locked up in her room as the funeral went on since she felt so out of place without him. She would have felt like she was intruding. When night fell, she left her house without telling her parents and visited his grave. This was how she wanted her final goodbye to be. Just between her and him and no one else. Though he couldn't hear her, she still said all the things she wanted to say before reading his note which explained full what it was he had been dying to tell her that day.
Many in her situation probably would have cried or felt some sort of bittersweet happiness, but not her. No, she was just angry. There was nothing but rage and frustration with her as she crumpled the paper into her hands. It just wasn't fair. This nightmare was too much for her to bear. Why didn't he have the courage to say it to her face? How come she wasted so much time avoiding him instead of letting him in sooner? Why wasn't there a way to bring him back? Of all the people in the world, why did he have to leave? She looked up toward the sky and saw the brightest light she had ever seen pass by. That's when the true nightmare began.
The light engulfed her before she could even figure out what was going on. Her anger towards the loss of the one who had truly loved her, mixed with her disorder, caused her to be the strange creature she is today. That's right! The moment she woke up she couldn't remember who she was. She just felt the natural urge to scream, claw, bite, and act like a complete animal. Her hair had turned many shades darker, her eyes were brown and cat like, and her nails grew into long deathly claws she could kill with. Her mind was mayhem, fighting with itself to gain control of thought or instinct. Part of her was afraid of what she was becoming and the other felt as if it were relieved to finally be set free. This form didn't last and soon she looked and acted like her normal self once again, only to realize the world had ended and destroyed. Her and three others were the only ones to survive. The pain of her past and the struggle between human and animal eat away at her every day. But she's determined to keep surviving and isn't prepared to back down. She must move on and keep moving forward, not in reverse.------------------------------------------------------------ The Weapons I Have Created: Other than her claws, she carries around two swords she refers to as the Bringers of Reality for in case emergencies.Battle Mode: The Beast Unleashed The Powers I Have Gained:• Basics - Being a syntherian shapeshifer, her ability to change form is limited. She can only transform to have some of a specific animal's traits but cannot become the full animal itself. The form she uses during battle is the only one she's been able to master. Her senses will also change depending on the animal she chooses.
• Malicious Triple Threat - This power has given her the ability to use poison. If you give her claws the chance to even leave a sliver of a cut, poison will enter your body as the tips are covered in a thin layer of the toxic liquid. Don't let her bite you either, her fangs will be able to inject poison into your system as well. With this power she is also able to mix the poison with her blood and use it to melt away your skin or whatever she pleases.
• Savage Beast Perception - A simple power that provides her with an advantage whenever she's in the dark. If she's in a place where there is not a shred of light, just surrounding blackness, then this power will help her to see. Her eyes look more feline and the color changes to a dark rich brown whenever it is activated.My Flaws: • Using her shifting ability removes most humanistic thought so she becomes as feral and wild as the animal she has changed to. Therefore, it makes it harder for her to focus long enough to control various forms and to fight reasonably. Sometimes when she shifts back to normal, she will still tend to act more animal than human. It takes her a while to adjust back.
• The triple threat power isn't one she uses often. In order to make the poison itself, the body uses her blood and is able to mix it with an odd chemical in her system that creates the poison. If she uses too much of it at once, she's as sure as dead. Therefore, she'll only use it in the most dire of situations.
• If she's too distracted or emotional, there's no way she'll be able to change her form into any animal. As long as she's a normal human, the only power she could use would be her beast perception.My Specialty: Calalini can make the best out of the worst situation and with her great sense of smell, finding and tracking are pieces of cake for her. She's amazing with stealth and flexibility as well as crafting something out of nothing, which helps out more than you might think.------------------------------------------------------------ I Have Feelings For: No one and even if she did, she wouldn't just tell you. Besides, her heart is pretty much locked up forever.Theme: ReverseThe Puppet Master: Xx_littlebrokenbird_xX
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