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 Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 7:30 pm
 Name:: Nights Gender:: Male Mouse Tech:: Iivo Rex Birthdate:: 23 Arp 07 Author:: Raizen Age:: Infant Height:: 1 foot tall * He is goofy, at least on the outside, and you should know that his hat is actually a pat of his head. Rex mistook the doll's hat spikes as ears... so this little guy's hat is actually his ears... * He might have some magical atributes... it could prove interesting to try and figure out what they might be... ATTRIBUTE:: Enormous sense of Humor DISADVANTAGE:: Mildly compulsive liar
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 10:54 am
 *1* Header Post
*2* Navigation
*3* Timeline
*4* Nights
*5* Family
*6* Our Story
*7* History
*8* Favors Done
*9* Album
*10* Friends
*11* Foes
*12* Abilities
*13* Toybox
*14* Rules and Legal Notes
*15* Reserved
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 11:11 am
 January 2008: Nights is brought to Amalgamated
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 11:17 am
  Name: Nights
Nicknames: None
Race: Nightmaren
Birthday: April 23, 2007
Age: Infant
Sexuality: Who knows?
Family: He has a brother named Eek
Partner: None
Children: None
Hair Color: I imagine it would be blond if he had any
Eye Color: Amethyst
Skin Color: Erm...pale?
Markings: The usual harlequin patterns on his clothes
Height: 1'
Weight: Unknown
Likes: Jokes, Riddles, Storytelling, Cookies, SUGAR, Music
Dislikes: Vegetables, Bad Dreams, People who don't like jokes
Personality: Nights may appear sweet and innocent, but behind that cheshire grin lays the mind of a rather cunning young troublemaker. Not that he ever MEANS to get in trouble, it just seems to happen that way. Generally Nights is an optomist. He looks at life as though it was a multicolored lollipop, covered in shiny things he isn't supposed to touch - but that's what gives it edge, right? Surely it would be boring without the forbidden element. So this little Jester just be-bops around the world happily enough for all it's worth, a sunny outlook on life...but...Perhaps a slightly darker side as night falls. Who knows? Even clowns can be wicked.
Favorite Food: Cotton candy
Favorite Drink: Grape Juice
Favorite Animal: Does Eek count?
Theme Song: Waka Laka E=MC2 Mix - Jenny Rom vs The Zippers
Secretly Wishes: Who knows?
Current Location: Amalgamated
Current Occupation: Court Jester
Current Position: Upside down
Attire: It's...obvious
Native Language: English
Other Languages: Nightmaren
Talents:
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 11:18 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 11:21 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 11:24 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 11:31 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 11:32 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 11:33 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 11:35 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 11:37 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 11:38 am
     PandaLimeade The little panda sighed happily. It was refreshing! the cool beverage, so sweet and tart, surrounded his tiny body with beautiful, and tasty, hues of pink and tangerine. A luscious strawberry wasn't too far away, and a lime offered the sweet fruit a completely opposite - yet somehow alluring company that just seemed right. Ah yes, this truly was the life! CandyWool Life certainly was sweet for the little lamb. She smiled and bleated into the gentle winds that blew through the only world she'd ever known. The sound faded quickly amongst the various sounds that flooded the fairgrounds, but still, she knew that some one may have heard her - and soon she would be plucked, shimmering and pristine from the cotton candy stall. A little jester was carried by, and with but a glance, the little lamb felt herself being lifted by tiny hands. She knew then that her candywool would not go to waste. SugarBunny Pulllll! *Plop!* And then a giggle. the bunny could hardly help it as for the umpteenth time he pulled the lollipop from his fur. Granted, it would only get stuck again a moment later, but it hardly mattered so long as he got a lick. One and two, and then he set it aside, just for a moment to nibble at the next treat on his plate. Tiny teeth sunk into the graham cracker and a pleased sound came, muffled as it was, from the bunny. However, as he looked up to praise the gods of sugar for this day, again he found that somehow, some way...the lollipop sat, once more, on his head.     Flight Lilac fluidity, clouds wrapping their whispy tendrils around you as from the earth you take your leave and ascend into the sky. No wings sprout from your back, simply the shimmering residue from a potion, flowing in and around your being, blessing you with a carefree flight through the heavens. Clairvoyance That which isn't there, you smile as your reach towards the intangible. Removed from reality itself, only to you is it visible - a rose hued sense of what lies beyond bestowed unto you in the form of this potion. Happiness Sunshine and Moonbeams, butterflies and sweet dreams, buttercup and daffodils, your happiness this potion fills. Sleep Made from melted starlight and silver comets, a sapphire dream whisks you away as this molten slumber flows through your darkened mind, a shadowy peace that can only be sleep.
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 11:39 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2009 11:40 am
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