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 Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 11:46 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 11:55 pm
 I had a dream so big and loud
I jumped so high I touched the clouds
Wo-o-o-o-o-oh
(Wo-o-o-o-o-oh)
I stretched my hands out to the sky
We danced with monsters through the night
Wo-o-o-o-o-oh
(Wo-o-o-o-o-oh)
I'm never gonna look back
Woah, never gonna give it up
No, please don't wake me now
Oo-o-o-o-oo
This is gonna be the best day of my li-ife
My li-i-i-i-i-ife
Oo-o-o-o-oo
This is gonna be the best day of my li-ife
My li-i-i-i-i-ife
"Best Day Of My Life" ~ American Authors Name • Siofra
Who? • Unlike many of the olisikits that live on the premise, Siofra is a trueborn. A trueborn olisikit is one that has no former soul; one that’s first breath was the one the good Doctor gave it. Or, her, as the case be. Siofra is, thereby, an interesting entity with a fresh mind and heart. Of course, this isn’t to say she didn’t quickly muddle that up, much as other sentient beings tend to do. Soon after her original birth years ago, she found a true love: engineering. It didn’t take long for the little pink ‘kit to dive into her first manual and construct a lens that plugged into her original caretaker’s security system. She would eventually rewire ships, mobile suits, computers, and even somehow hack into a security system set up by a completely different race of beings from another planet! Love was soon on her mind, as she fell for the wrong guy, and his brother fell for her. Her life became a mess of confusion and doubt, her mind unable to completely wrap around a concept all too understood by others. Soon, Siofra fell into a dark depression, and she found herself on multiple occasions feeling alone, even though she lived in a mansion with no less than twenty-plus other olisikits. On the day of the Dark Wonderland, Siofra had traveled to the library, lost, confused, and heartbroken. As reality fell apart, Siofra felt a quiet peace settle within her. Her original owner, Nauticah Geist, a cyborg—she on the other hand did not find any peace, for someone she considered her daughter was no more. While Siofra was gone, the cyborg she had called her mother disappeared. Siofra was awakened by Zwart, the sentient cat that was Nauticah’s right-hand man. Zwart and Sio now reside in a small apartment on the second floor. She has yet to pick up much of an interest in relationships beyond friendship.
On any given day, Siofra can be found clammed up in her apartment, enjoying either Dropplr or playing on the yboy console or 3DS. She plays Minecraft, and while she does adventure some, she finds peace in building houses for herself and on others’ servers. She is the playful, jovial sort of girl who finds the sunshine in any given day. Hugs are given freely, as well as a shoulder to cry on. Any who knew her before the Wonderland, however, will note that she isn’t quite finished, it is as though she isn’t as “full” of life as she used to be. Siofra will not comment on any such drabble, however, and persistently smiles as life with the knowledge that it never ends, things just change.
Enjoys • Video games, electronics, machinery, engineering stuff, technobabble, instrumental music, a very select amount of dubstep, video game music remixes, comfortable fashion
NOPE.JPG • that this profile entirely bucked up when we tried to edit it, rude people, abusive and manipulative personalities, the color green, sour foods, pickles, how she's always behind on what's going on, clowns
Mixture • pocky in a variety of flavors, potato chips, pound cake, confetti, a geeky t-shirt, a small and sparkly white platypus stuffed animal with a pink bill, a strawberry chocolate flavored frappé, and pink snoball treats
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Posted: Wed Jan 29, 2014 12:26 pm
They say it's what you make
I say it's up to fate
It's woven in my soul
I need to let you go
Your eyes, they shine so bright
I wanna save that light
I can't escape this now
Unless you show me how
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide
Don’t get too close
It’s dark inside
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide
"Demons" ~ Imagine Dragons
Irony's Hold, cannot be RP'd at this time.
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Posted: Wed Jan 29, 2014 12:30 pm
I was looking for a breath of a life
For a little touch of heavenly light
But all the choirs in my head sang no oh oh oh
To get a dream of life again
A little vision of the start and the end
But all the choirs in my head sang, no oh oh oh
But I needed one more touch
Another taste of heavenly rush
And I believe, I believe it's so oh oh oh
And I needed one more touch
Another taste of divine rush
And I believe, I believe it's so oh oh oh
Whose side am I on? Whose side am I?
Whose side am I on? Whose side am I?
And the fever began to spread
From my heart down to my legs
But the room is so quiet, oh oh oh oh
"Breath of Life" ~ Florence + The Machine
Skogul's hold, cannot be role played at this time.
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Posted: Wed Jan 29, 2014 12:50 pm
 I've seen the bridge and the bridge is long
And they built it high and they built it strong
Strong enough to hold the weight of time
Long enough to leave some of us behind
And every one of us has to face that day
Do you cross the bridge or do you fade away
And every one of us that ever came to play
Has to cross the bridge or fade away
"The Bridge" ~ Sir Elton John Name • Bifa (The Bifrost)
Who? • {He was literally a bridge before those he cared for destroyed him over a stupid childish fight.}
Longs • magic, the Norse Gods, valkyries, travelers
Cringes • BEING BROKEN TO SMITHERINS
Mixture • Shards of a bridge that spans time and space, FRAKKIN RAINBOWS, Loki's tears, Thor's sweat, Heimdallr's words, Odin's fire, footsteps of warriors, and... SEAL FUR?!
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Posted: Wed Jan 29, 2014 2:35 pm
 All my friends tell me I should move on
I'm lying in the ocean, singing your song
Ahhh, that's how you sang it
Loving you forever, can't be wrong
Even though you're not here, won't move on
Ahhh, that's how we played it
And there's no remedy for memory your face is
Like a melody, it won't leave my head
Your soul is haunting me and telling me
That everything is fine
But I wish I was dead
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side
All my friends ask me why I stay strong
Tell 'em when you find true love it lives on
Ahhh, that's why I stay here
"Dark Paradise" ~ Lana Del Ray Name • Valencia
Who? • {Time Hopper?}
Relishes • tbd
Loathes • tba
Mixture • to be disclosed
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Posted: Wed Jan 29, 2014 9:28 pm
 Ask yourself
Will I burn in Hell?
Then write it down
and cast it in the well
There they are
The mob it cries for blood
To twist and tale
Into fire wood
Fan the flames
With a little lie
Then turn your cheek
Until the fire dies
The skin it peels
Like the truth, away
What it was
I will never say...
Bite your tongue, swear to keep
Keep your mouth shut
Make up something
Make up something good...
Holding hands
Skipping like a stone
Burn the witch
Burn to ash and bone
"Burn the Witch" ~ Queens of The Stone Age Name • "Diana"
Who? • {The child spared by the witch}
Delights • Quiet, the scent of burning candles, strawberries,
Rejects • Excessively warm weather, neon colors, thin fabrics (unless it's drapes)
Mixture • Blinding snow of the old country, ashes, bonemeal, shimmering dust, baubles, three glass bottles with blue liquid in them in assorted amounts, pine needles, a parchment proclaiming love from "the monster"
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Posted: Wed Jan 29, 2014 9:29 pm
 Her dirty paws and furry coat,
She ran down the forest slopes.
The forest of talking trees;
They used to sing about the birds and the bees.
The bees had declared a war;
The sky wasn't big enough for them all.
The birds, they got help from below,
From dirty paws and the creatures of snow.
And for a while things were cold;
They were scared down in their homes.
The forest that once was green
Was colored black by those killing machines.
But she and her furry friends
Took down the queen bee and her men
And that's how the story goes,
The story of the beast with those four dirty paws.
"Dirty Paws" ~ Of Monsters and Men Name • Primrose
Who? • {A wolf that became queen}
For Primrose, being bipedal is the worst thing she could have imagined happen to her. A wolf in her former life, this warrior of the woods saved her entire forest from an invasion of murderous hellbees bent on war and tyranny. The story goes as so:
There was once a forest, a quiet, simple forest with tall trees that touched the sky, and slow moss that crept along the ground. The land was flat; it appeared as though the trees went on forever, on to the horizon that felt so far away. Many travelers would navigate around the forest, rather than penetrate the maze. This fortress held a unique kingdom, one ruled by all creatures of the forest as a council. The king and queen was a pair of whitetail deer, mated for life which was quite odd for the kind. The advisor was an elderly unicorn, no longer able to see but still had the power to heal; he just refused to waste the magic on himself. The wolves made up the knights, and rather than eat the deer they would forage on fish and vagrant rodents. Keeping the peace was a simple task, but an important one. The forest held many secrets, secrets that no man, nor creature, should ever discover.
The rabbits, the messengers of the forests, the connection between them and other colonies, carried the omen of the orient bees to the king and queen. An entire clan had left their homes furlongs away, and only two survived the trip. With them, they carried a wingless queen wasp of a nest destroyed by the outsiders. The queen wasp, Elgana, was given refuge in the bees’ hive. She could only offer little information on the invaders, and warned that the forest stood no chance to this elite group of killers.
As predicted, they came within two moons of Elgana’s arrival. ---tba
Savors • the forests, the crunch of leaves, the songs of the trees, fresh meat, wildflowers, the colors of the wind, melodic rock music, flutes, wiccans, the season of winter, clean fur
Averts • Weapons of humankind, mosquitos, young souls, invader bees, fire, mushrooms
Mixture • {what is a wolf made of but her spirit, and what is a queen but the fruits of her reign?}
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Posted: Wed Feb 19, 2014 5:56 pm
 Let me hear your voice; Erase this sinking heart
I'll paint on the canvas of lies
Today again
I feel like I've reached the endless illusion
"What should I call it?" the temperature doesn't change
Before laughter eats away at my insides
I locked in today; the future I think of is grey
Fantasy that I wanted; Deserted lies
If you want, let me hear it
I embedded the love that overflowed from the heart
Ecstasy that overlapped with your voice is far away
If there's a form, if it's going to be destroyed
I don't need these two eyes; embrace me
Leia...
The endless illusions laughed sadly
"What should I call it?" The echoing words are grey
Eternity slightly stopped its breath
And left me to go to despair
When the sound of the clockhand stops, the world is going to end
Words that only hope don't have any meaning
Laugh a little more, pray a little more
If you can't hear me, then just kill me
Let me hear your voice; erase this sinking heart
I'll bury the canvas of lies with you
If there's no way to leave an evidence of you and me
Then burn me and kill me
Leia...
Leia...
"Leia" ~ Megurine Luka / Yuyoyuppe Name • Calbaletta
Who? • Another girl lost to the clubhounds.
Worships • neons, fruity liquers, shopping, night life, glow-in-the-dark everything, sex, gender equality, free drinks, uppers,
HATES OMG • biggoty assholes, jerks, straight-laceys, all things that resemble adult life
Mixture • Liquid chemiluminescence, a bagful of disposable chopsticks, too much flunitrazepam, 1.25 oz. Spiced Rum, 1.75 oz. sweet & sour mix, 3 oz. frozen strawberries, 1 cup crushed ice, Promise of the Angelic Lungs Academy I.D. card and lanyard, a black plastic bag, and rain water that had collected in a dark alley puddle.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2014 7:28 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2014 7:36 pm
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