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 Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 9:12 pm
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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXⅠ) Ȥєℓyȵɩȶʏ Nɩқѻℓєȶȶє Nɩamɩ
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Ⅱ) ℜɑɩɗεn ℒεε Nɩɑmɩ
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 9:14 pm
ღȤєℓyȵɩȶʏ Nɩқѻℓєȶȶє Nɩamɩღ
█████████████████████ █████████████████████ █████████████████████         My name is :: Zelynity Niami
Some like to call me :: Zell
I'm this many :: Thirty
I stand at :: Six feet and zero inches
Why would you ask that??? :: One hundred and thirty-two pounds
Blowing out my candles on :: 13th of Winter
Isn't it obvious :: Female
My profession is :: Junior P.I at M&Ms
Sexuality :: Heterosexual
I live in :: A small house with my brother, his girlfriend and our cats
My journal :: Under my mattress.
Theme Song :: To Zanarkand
Get me that ::
❤ Drawing and painting, it's a great way to capture a beautiful memory and to just express myself.
❤ Taking walks around at night, the night air is just so soothing and you don't have to worry about the sun blinding you.
❤ Proving people wrong, I guess it's kind of a b***h move, but I just love rubbing it in their faces.
❤ Music, mainly instrumental, but it's all beautiful in it's one way.
❤ Pineapple, their just so juicy and yummy, and they're skin is pretty interesting.
Get that the ******** away ::
☠ Staying cooped inside, there's nothing worse than having nothing to do. You can only paint so much while looking out a window.
☠ Rude people, I like to think of myself as a nice person, so anyone being rude doesn't go well with me.
☠ Cigarette smoke, I hate the smell of it, it makes it almost impossible to breathe.
☠ Being pressured into things, I'm such a pushover, and when people just keep pressuring me, I'm likely to crack.
☠ Ignorance, I hate ignorant people more than any other. There's no reason for you to be sooo incompetent.
and I'm terrified of :: The dark, lightning bugs, and losing my brother.
History ↘↘
XXXXXXXX I grew up with my brother and parents a few miles west of here. We had a normal home life, nothing terrible or too good for the matter. I struggled through school and was terrified coming to the new town as a junior in high school. I don't have as much trouble with grades as I do people, although I'm kind and decently smart, that has been my downfall. For some reason, my peers viewed me as a doormat and enjoyed walking all over me, and in refusal to offend, I end up welcoming the abuse.
My parents were always there for us, but our small town was never enough for Raid. He's always had big city dreams, and with his 23rd birthday he thought it'd be beneficial for the both of us if we moved. Being the younger, I have no say and here I am.
I have no regrets about my childhood, I spent most of my time wherever my brother was and still try to do the same. But, nowadays, my big bro is too busy to hang out with me. In this new town, where I have no friends yet, I spend most of my time inside drawing my life away. Which reminds me! Art, I picked up a knack for it at a young age from my brother's obsessive cartoons and anime. I'm not the best at real lifes, but I am always willing to try new things!
What is their left to tell you about? Oh, romance! For me, it's been a rather bumpy road. Don't get me wrong, I've had a few boyfriends here and there, but never anything serious. I guess it's my own fault, never flaunting myself. My mother always told me, the kind of attention I'd be getting if I acted like those girls, wouldn't be the kind I needed. I guess maybe she was right? But, eh maybe with mommy dearest away, a new Zell will come out?
Wouldn't it just be my luck that right when I started making a friend, who was rather attractive and cunning, that he would get sent away for some kind of terrorist activity?! So, now I just have the girls at work and Jacob. He seems to be so confused, though. It does feel pretty good to know I've made a difference on the guy, though.
There are some things that only sex can make you open to. Zelynity realized that this was so true once she had her first encounter. Granted, it was with a gay man, but it still does things to a person. Mainly because she spent the majority of her adult life terrified of how much sex would hurt her. Luckily, she was wrong and now finds it much easier to talk to guys, although her overly high standards have caused her to be alone up to this point. She is, however, currently looking for her prince to sweep her off her feet. But, in the meantime... she is maintaining her job as Junior Detective, spending her time trying to find the truth out about everything. (or rather, trying to prove Neil Murrow wrong about everything that his is so stupid about).
After finally finishing her online degree, she discovered that it was a waste of money. But, she now has much more free time which she spends on painting landscapes around town. She even made a few friends to Raiden's disbelief. One of the friends was none other than Raiden's "lady friend". Bu, they actually mixed really well together and spent a lot of time when Raiden was out, together. The other friend had a much more exciting story behind their meeting. So, there she was. Standing in the art supply aisle of the general store with her hand placed against her chin in deep thought. She then heard the click of shoes against the tiles of the very aisle she was in. She watched out o the corner of her eyes as the woman grabbed what she wanted. She looked at the woman, with a smile and a little conversation began. So, they began to talk each time they would pass and ar now quite good friends. Which is a relief to Zelynity, she can only spend so much time watching Raiden and Haruka.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 9:15 pm
✁ℜɑɩɗεn ℒεε Nɩɑmɩ✁
█████████████████████ █████████████████████ █████████████████████        My name is :: Raiden Niami
Some like to call me :: Raid
I'm this many :: Thirty-seven
I stand at :: Five feet and ten inches
Weighing in at :: One hundred and fifty-seven pounds
Blowing out my candles on :: 8th of Summer
Isn't it obvious :: Male
My profession is :: Receptionist at Tattoo Parlor
Sexuality :: Heterosexual
I live in :: A small house with my sister, lady who happens to be more than a friend, and our cats
My journal :: Top dresser drawer.
Theme Song :: Whiskey Hangover Melodies of a Requiem
Get me that ::
❤ Alcohol, I don't know if it's the taste or what. But, I just can't get enough.
❤ Cigarettes, Oh, just as bad as alcohol, maybe a bit more.
❤ Partying, It feels so great to be drunk in groups. Especially when someone gets stupid.
❤ Video Games, it's easy to get lost in them. I can easily spend hours on them.
❤ Sex, I'm not sure what feels better. It's all pretty freaking great.
Get that the ******** away ::
☠ Spicy food, I'm kind of a wimp when it comes to food.
☠ Annoying people, I hate most people as it is, so if they're annoying, I just can't handle it.
☠ Power outages, I hate when I get so far in a game and lose it all. I have this major lack of hitting save.
☠ The cold, does anyone like the cold? It's ******** cold.
☠ Not having nicotine, I can go into some pretty bad fits when I don't get my s**t.
and I'm terrified of :: Not being able to defend s**t and not being able to provide for Zell
History ↘↘
XXXXXXXX I had a good childhood, spending my time with my kid sis, Zell, and our parents. Mom was a homemaker and dad was a farmer, so they were both always around. I was pretty good in school, but I soon found myself more interested in girls and partying than schoolwork.
I didn't really have a reason to start drinking and smoking, but I don't think that anyone is like "hmm, I'm gonna start smoking/drinking today." So, I don't see it weird. As far as I know, there weren't any psychological problems. No home life crises, but maybe that in and of itself caused me to want to do it. I had a damn near perfect life, and I didn't like it. Most people would crave to see their parents every day, have a home cooked meal every night, and a sister that barely ever fights with you. But, it drove me mad. That's why as soon as I could I get out of there, I did.
High school was rather fun for me, I spent most of my time with the guys, fawning over all the ladies and living the life. I put my sister on the back burner for this time, boy does she b***h about it now... I wasn't ever real good in the romance department, but I guess that's a good thing. Nothing to keep me tied to that Podunk town.
Forty-five percent of my time has always been devoted to video games, twenty percent to television, twenty percent to girls, and fifteen percent for family. I love to waste time, and I do it very often. I've never tried too hard at everything, but I guess that explains my bad grades. I don't feel it necessary to waste my time on the boring things in life, when I can be spending it getting wasted.
Raiden became more and more aware of the way's Haruka made him feel. He went to work as usual, trying his best to butter up the mother. That was the best was for brownie points, after all. He volunteered to run errands and began trying to learn the art of tattooing. His relationship with Haruka improved to any outsiders looking on, but it stayed the same in his mind. Sometimes it felt even worse. He found himself wanting to be around her when she was gone and not understanding why when she was around. It wasn't that he didn't like being around her, it was himself that he didn't like around her. He was constantly forced to act like an idiot by whatever force of nature caused you to act like a buffoon. It progressed to a point where she actually moved in, and that was also a conflicting feeling for him. It seemed as though he would never get over this awkward stage, but maybe that's what makes life fun.
Haruka moving in did, however, cause a benefit. Raiden quickly realized that with a girl in his house that wasn't his sister, he had more options for Saturday nights then drinking. He also noticed when he was attracted to the person in his life, he didn't even want to drink as much. So, now drinking is only an every now and then thing.
It was almost impossible to believe how easy it was to live with his sister and his lady that happened to be more than a freind. Zelynity didn't spend as much time around the house ash she used to, so maybe that was it. He was also surprised at how well Zelynity and Haruka got along, and didn't appreciate when they wanted to try colors on his hair or nails. Oh, goddess. Here they come now.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 9:25 pm
-Pєтs-  Names :: (from right to left) Pixel, Blacky, and Thundercat.
Age :: 1 year
History :: The three kittens were born in a shifty alley and somehow found their way to the yard of none other than the Niami's. Zelynity being the softy that she is and still mourning over Lucy, begged Raiden to allow her to keep them and so they brought them in and began taking care of them as part of the family. Zelynity named hers Pixel, Raiden lazily named his Blacky, and Zelynity was forced to name the community kitten since Raiden refused after naming one. She chose Thundercat.
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