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The one who gives me life: ThEndOfHeartache927
I have been known as: Rebecca Tines
Count the years I've been breathing: 173
I may be a fairie, but that doesn't mean I'm not a: Girl
We fairies are very open to sexuality, but I prefer: Men
It's just how I act; sorry if you don't like it: I'm actually one of the nicer fey of the Unseelie court. I'm less malicious, less vengeful. Truth be told, I've been toying with the idea of leaving the Unseelie court and switching to our lighter sister, the Seelie court. Goddess knows I'm nice enough.
These are the things I was given by my mother and father:
This is what's happened to me thus far: I was born to two Unseelie parents and have lived my life in simplicity - until my eighty second birthday. Atleast, around my eighty second birthday; it's hard to keep track after fifty or so.
For the longest time, I was the queen's right hand assassin. I would carry out any hit she wanted, without question, without problem. But then I started doubting myself...
It was then I realized that I wasn't like my "unholy" bretheren; I was kinder than them, less petty. I started having doubts about where I was, versus where I might belong...
I belong to: The Unseelie Court
I have the Hand of: Metal; meaning I can manipulate it, and forge things out of it.
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The one who gives me life: Anabel Sinclair
I have been known as: Laoinsidhe
Count the years I've been breathing: 108
I may be a fairie, but that doesn't mean I'm not a: male
We fairies are very open to sexuality, but I prefer: either
It's just how I act; sorry if you don't like it: He's been called frigid and uppity, even for a Sidhe, but is also grudgingly relied upon to give honest, if sometimes honest advice...but only when confronted with a corkscrew. Laoin hoards his words like some hoard gold, preferring to just do rather than spend the amount of time the Court does sermonizing on irrelevancies.
These are the things I was given by my mother and father:
This is what's happened to me thus far: Laoinsidhe is an only child, born of the union between a Minstrel and a knight but, due to his parents' proximity to the high court, has been exposed to the system for far too long to be anything but a cynic. Laoinsidhe is relatively young to hold a position on the Holy Court but his Hand makes him essential in the morass of power play and intrigue that makes up court politics. That is to say, the Queen tolerates his presence a little more than she ought to and ignores the 'evidence of his youth.'
I belong to: Seelie Court
I have the Hand of: True Sight/Bane Sight (The ability to see/ and or make others see or unsee what is.)
Anything else, nosy human?: A secret sugar addict who takes every opportunity he can find to travel above world and hijack his favorite chocolatier.
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The one who gives me life: Kryptonite120
I have been known as: Darcy, Descendent of The Dark One
Count the years I've been breathing: 126
I may be a fairie, but that doesn't mean I'm not a: girl
We fairies are very open to sexuality, but I prefer: either
It's just how I act; sorry if you don't like it:I used to hurt everything in my path, but now... now it's starting to change. I used to go on hunts with my family and bring pain and disturbance to others, now I enjoy the rivers and the moon. I like the peacefulness the night brings and I relish in it's beauty. You can usually find me deep in the forest either in a tree or in the river. I don't want to bring pain to other people anymore, atleast not like I used to.
These are the things I was given by my mother and father:
This is what's happened to me thus far: I was born on a full moon in December. The richness of my black hair eyes and wings deemed me the name Darcy, and Irish name meaning the descendent of The Dark One. I don't know who the dark one is that they're refering to. My parents raised me in the hope oof being the Prince's bride of choice. He is rather attractive, but I don't feel aanything between us.
I was raised believing to be the descendent of The Dark One. I don't know anymore. Suddenly our Unssely court actions seem ruthless. But there is still that underlying joy in watching people catch the wrath of my fury. My mother has told me I have been to generous in my avengences. But I feel heavy with guilt more and more after each one. My father has disowned me and now I wander the court, trying to find my place of belonging.
I belong to: My balance is failing me and I feel I am lost.
I have the Hand of: Shadow and water.
Anything else, nosy human?: I have an undying love for all animals now, that is how I became disowned. I brought home several animals to care for and keep and I was removed from the family for showing any kind of passion for anything or anyone.
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Intercourt Children

The one who gives me life: Dae Dae
I have been known as: Keary (father's dark child; Celtic)
Count the years I've been breathing: 73
I may be a fairie, but that doesn't mean I'm not a: male
We fairies are very open to sexuality, but I prefer: men

It's just how I act; sorry if you don't like it: Mother says my behavior is mercurial; that I am just as likely to be calm and serene as I am to be volatile and angry. It is almost always one or the other; there is rarely any gray area. I have been called cruel, but I do not see why. I harm nothing that is of any importance to me. Perhaps others simply care too much.

These are the things I was given by my mother and father: I am one mind, I am one soul and yet I am two bodies.

This is what's happened to me thus far: I was born a b*****d, my Seelie Court mother refusing to name my father. I suppose under her guidance only I should be the picture of calm grace, but it wears on me like the weight of all the earth. It is no better when i defy her and her teachings; the heat of my own rage sears me like the sun. I have danced from one extreme to the other, unsure of my path and truly uncaring. The antics of the courts are nothing to do with me, anyway. I hold no position of power and am looked down upon as a child. It would be annoying if it did not allow me to get away with just about anything. I burn a human's shed and it's "Oh, child, when will you learn that is not the way?" ha. The way to what? Boredom?
I belong to: neither, yet
I have the Hand of: earth, fire
Anything else, nosy human?: I am always smiling and frowning. The half of me that smiles commands earth to my bidding; the half that frowns commands fire. Mother claims it is because the destruction of fire will only bring me unhappiness. But she is a silly woman; earth is plenty destructive. I know earth well; unlike many of my kind I have no wings and I cannot fly.
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The one who gives me life: Kryptonite120
I have been known as: Areyah
Count the years I've been breathing: 70
I may be a fairie, but that doesn't mean I'm not a: female
We fairies are very open to sexuality, but I prefer: men
It's just how I act; sorry if you don't like it: Loud and voisterous, loves to have fun and knows how to. Doesn't listen much to Her elders, but doesn't have fun at other peoples expense or lives. Loves music and dancing. Oh and, yeah, I'm part cat.
These are the things I was given by my mother and father:
This is what's happened to me thus far: I don't know who my mother is, but I'm the only one I know that is part animal. My father tried to raise me properly, but. he thinks he failed. I'm to rambunctious to settle down and be proper, besides, being proper isn't any fun.
I belong to: unconfirmed. I still haven't decided which side has the better men.
I have the Hand of: completely turning into a cat and sound waves that can make things go boom.
Anything else, nosy human?: I can be rather frisky >.o
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The one who gives me life: dragonhealer
I have been known as: Kimmi
Count the years I've been breathing: 17
I may be a fairy, but that doesn't mean I'm not a: woman
We fairies are very open to sexuality, but I prefer: anything.
It's just how I act; sorry if you don't like it: Mischievous and opportunistic. but normally happy and optimistic.
These are the things I was given by my mother and father:
This is what's happened to me thus far: "It is only a child." at least that’s wheat her parents thought. She belongs to no court no walls to hold her, and no royals to tell her what's what.
I belong to: one of the five intercourt children, say "neither, yet"
I have the Hand of: Love
Anything else, nosy human?: Kimmi Loves to sing, her voice is extremely unique, and she uses it the fullest. Kimmi also can feel no hate, it's imposable

Ever since I left the queen's side as her assassin, I've been getting nasty looks. Okay, so I got off easy. If anyone else had done it - anyone that wasn't a favorite - they would've been executed. If anyone had thought to leave the queen's side, they wouldn't just be executed; they would be tortured to death.
I got off far too easy, and a lot of people didn't like me for that.
But attention has been averted from me for a while. Ever since the rumors surfaced about the intercourt children, I've been ignored the the point of annoyance. However, I couldn't help but find myself curious.
These children were going to be forced to pick a side soon, and that might be the perfect diversion for me to switch into the Seelie court unnoticed. Somehow. I wasn't exactly sure how it worked. Could it be done in secret, like a marriage, by some justice-of-the-peace-type figure?
I would have to do my research before I even tried to switch over.
For now, I was trying to fake my way through the Unseelie court, trying to be as much of a b***h as possible. Perhaps I was trying a little too hard, but anything that would help me get through...

It took me a moment to realize that there was someone in a tree behind me. I had been sitting at the edge of the lake,my feet in the cold water. The cold didn't bother me, though. At least, not at the moment. It felt nice. I tugged my jacket tighter as I turned to see the girl laying on the tree branch, staring at lightning bugs. She seemed so naive. But I knew better. Even if she was young, she wouldnt' be naive. Not if she knew where she was and what was going on.
The dark hair around her pale-blue face seemed familiar, and I had to acknowledge her - out of courtesy, and just for someone to talk to. I hadn't liked being ignored for the past however long.
"Hi," I said softly. I was hoping she didn't know who I was.

I stood from the side of the lake and walked over to her. A breeze stirred the meadow, and the wind against my wet feet made me shiver. "What brings you to this thoughtful place?" I asked. "Aside from all the confusion and all." I mentally sighed in relief; she didn't seem to know who I was, and she wouldn't turn away from me like the rest of them. It was good to have someone to talk to.

I laughed softly, tossing my white hair over my shoulder. "Tell me about it," I said. "But it's hard to get in trouble if everyone pretends not to notice you." I sighed and began to walk back to the lake. There was no one else here. It was sort of my private place, but I had seen other fairies around these parts.