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 Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 4:30 pm
Λ ȶɑвℓε oƒ ȼoиȶεиȶs
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX❶ Ӽεɩяѻ ℜɑϻεяɩ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX❷ ℬεℓɑ Јɑϻεs-ℜɑϻεяɩ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX❸ Ϻɩȶsυқε ℜɑϻεяɩ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX❹ ℬεɑȶяɩcε ℜɑϻεяɩ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX❺ ℒʏяɑ ℜɑϻεяɩ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX❻ ℜʏɗεя ℜɑϻεяɩ Five girls and one manly man. How could this possibly ever end well?
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 5:26 pm
Ӽεɩяѻ Hѻȶɑяυ ℜɑϻεяɩ      My name is :: Xeiro Rameri
Some like to call me :: Xy
I'm this many :: Twenty-nine Thirty D8
I stand at :: Six feet and five inches
Weighing in at :: One hundred and sixty-two pounds
Blowing out my candles on :: 3rd of Summer
Isn't it obvious :: Male
I make a living by :: Owning the local bakery
Sexuality :: Heterosexual
I live in :: A cabin with my wife, daughters and sisters
My journal :: Glove box of my car. Check it out here!
Speaking of my car :: Porsche Panamera
Theme Song :: Denis Leary - I'm an a*****e
Get me that ::
❤ Partying
❤ Alcohol
❤ Exercise
❤ Sweets
❤ Women
Get that the ******** away ::
☠ Cocky guys-- oh the irony~☠ Vegetables
☠ Bad weather
☠ Boredom
☠ Staying indoors
and I'm terrified of :: Fears? Pssh. yeah, right. The fears he'd never admit to you are : losing everything and raccoons Personality ↘↘
XXXXXXXXXXX I'm pretty rude, not gonna lie. I'm out there like an open book, and that's the way I like it. I think it's the best way to weed out the dumb asses and leave me with people worth my time. I'm very protective, you ******** with one of my sisters, my wife, or my kids and your a** is mine. I have a pretty bad temper, too. I don't go off at the break of a twig, but almost anything of real importance will cause me to rip your head off in point-oh-five seconds. I feel that it's rather important to assert my dominance at first, so if I tend to come off too harsh. Well, suck it up. I think of myself to be a nice man, but it seems that most don't agree with me. Eh, wonder why?
History ↘↘
XXXXXXXX I grew up with my parents and two younger sisters. We had it fairly good, I guess. Didn't see much of the parents, and they assumed that throwing money at us would make it better. Sukey and I were both pretty popular throughout school, great clothes, great friends, and sports. We had it all, but then we found drugs. Man, did we live the life. And even though it all could have turned out better, I wouldn't regret a thing. Anyway, back to the point at hand, our parents went and died on us. Something about a terrible car wreck, I was so drunk after I got word of it that I barely remember anything before that next morning, and I never cared to ask what happened. Ignorance is bliss, it's so true. But, one good thing came from it, well two. The first being the money, we got lots of it, and it brought all three of us closer together.
Beatrice and Sukey couldn't stand the house, Suke will never admit that to you. She's a woman of a lot of pride, which doesn't quite make sense to me. I've seen her offer a waiter a b*****b so we didn't have to pay, but she won't admit her emotions? I'd sooner do the other, but hey that's just me. So, we moved. The house had too many memories for the both of them, with me, I was barely ever there anyway so it was just a place to lay my head. The house was worth a lot more than we thought too, so we got even more money and found this little town. It was cute enough, and had just what we needed, new people and new lives. Oh, and a school for Beez. I opened a bakery upon our arrival, needed something to do in my spare time.
It wasn't long until my spare time was spent with exercise, baking and Bela James. It actually all started with a random date that was my ploy at getting to know people around town better. But, it ended up being a one-nighter with a hot blond. Or so it was supposed to be. We ended up casually seeing each other for the entire course of a year and at the one year mark I finally (you thought I was going to put what happens before it does didn't you?!)
Then we got married. So true to the old adage, first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the babies. Two to be exact, Lyra and Ryder. I honestly don't believe that Lyra is mine... but, I guess that's a completely other story? I mean my hair's dark brown and Bela's natural is brown, I think. Either way, not blue, and she has blue hair... it just doesn't add up! But, life goes on. The bakery's doing great and I'm still in as good as shape as ever. I'd be damned if I let both of us get out of shape and disgusting. Wait. Umm. Don't tell Bela I said that.
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 7:16 pm
ℬεℓɑ ʛяɑcε Јɑϻεs-ℜɑϻεяɩ     My name is :: Bela James-Rameri
Some like to call me :: b***h, whore, slut, and pretty much any other petty insult under the sun
I'm this many :: Twenty-eight Twenty-nine
I stand at :: Five feet and seven inches
Weighing in at :: I'm a lady, with all that entails, not excluding keeping my actual weight to myself! D<
Blowing out my candles on :: 2nd of Fall
Isn't it obvious :: Female
I make a living by :: Ex-Stripper, currently Unemployed
Sexuality :: Heterosexual
I live in :: A cabin with my husband, daughters and sisters in law
My journal :: Shoved all the way behind all the other cleaning solutions under the bathroom sink, nobody would ever guess my diary to be there
Theme Song :: P!nk - ********' Perfect
Get me that ::
❤ Expensive Gifts
❤ Chocolate
❤ Magazines
❤ Sex
❤ Flirting
Get that the ******** away ::
☠ Handsy Guys
☠ Bugs-- cockroaches, especially☠ Exercising-- it's worst when I'm by myself☠ Religion
☠ Blood
and I'm terrified of :: Being alone in the end, losing everything, ASHTON KUTCHER and my father, Richard JamesPersonality ↘↘
XXXXXXXXXXX By the first meeting, I can honestly come off like an arrogant b***h, for real. I like to exert dominance, deal with it. And if you ever get on my bad side for any reason, and especially if it involves my family, I will bite your head clean off. Except Mitsuke, I'd throw her into traffic if it weren't because Xeiro and Beatrice would hate me. I'm violent and volatile, pretty much. As of lately, however, I'm trying to show a more caring side. Isn't it a mom's job to set example for their children, especially if they're girls? In essence, I'm rough around the edges. However, once you get past all my jagged walls, I promise you'll be delivered to the promised land~!
History ↘↘
XXXXXXXX "I deserve sympathy for the sins of my sordid past, not scorn. Those were difficult days; I was probably very confused and out of my mind with solitude and strong feelings of inadequacy. It's not always about "good" and "evil", dear."
People look at me now and wonder if I was always this cold, when I was, in fact, not at all. As a child, I felt lonely and was often treated with pity by adults; women, especially. Like I'd want pity from old hags and spinsters! Hah! I usually spent my time at home or at church, always ith my father, or in school. During my younger years, there were three words that could describe and encompass everything I was: The Reverend's Daughter, along with everything that follows that title.
I was expected to be wholesome, sweet, caring, and all that bullshit. I, however, rebelled. I hated it, all of it! And rather than be a good girl, I was a good 'bad' girl. Unlike those submissive girls who resign to what they get, I pushed back. Hard, very. Once I came into my own, I tore my bully father's whole world apart. I even had a little fun on the way, hehehe. >3
However, as a reprecussion, I also lost everything. I was satisfied, but definitely not fulfilled. I'm still not. I firmly believe these feelings of unfulfillment are what have made me such a b***h whenever someone asks if 'Daddy gave me enough hugs', it's the whole fact that they were never addressed. It's like... when you get a footlong sandwich, but then only get to eat 1/4 of it. It's so unfair. But, I'm determined to never see his face again, so that, I guess, will always be a regret of mine. Along with the fact that maybe he may have even been a decent human being, given the chance.
Today, as I sit here and write this, I have a family of my own. I married a young baker named Xeiro Rameri, though I sure as hell was keeping my maiden name; always remember. I mean, seriously, who knew? And nowadays, I really regret my tenure. I have a strange premonition that it'll come back to bite me in the a**, but there's nothing I can do about it now. I should go now, I can hear Lyra, my firstborn, crying, and Xeiro sure as hell is not gonna attend her needs.
P.S. (Poor sap thinks she's someone else's kid, even when, incidentally, his mother and his sister also have blue hair like she does. I find it all extremely hilarious, except when it's 1 o' clock in the morning and Lyra breaks out crying; he opts to let me deal with her then, too.)
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 10:45 pm
Ϻɩȶsυқε ℜεnεε ℜɑϻεяɩ     My name is :: Mitsuke Rameri
Some like to call me :: Sukey
I'm this many :: Twenty-six
I stand at :: Five feet and three inches
Why would you ask that??? :: One hundred and thirty-two pounds
Blowing out my candles on :: 27th of Winter
Isn't it obvious :: Female
My profession is :: Exotic Dancer
Sexuality :: Bisexual
I live in :: A cabin with my sister, brother and his wife and two kids
My journal :: Top dresser drawer. You can read it here!
Theme Song :: Ke$ha - We R Who We R
Get me that ::
❤ Partying
❤ Alcohol
❤ Flirting
❤ All Sweets
❤ Fruits
Get that the ******** away ::
☠ Obnoxious People
☠ Vegetables
☠ Heat
☠ Spicy Food
☠ Going Outside
and I'm terrified of :: Nothing I'll tell you openly.
Personality ↘↘
XXXXXXXXXXX Honestly, like a b***h. I'm very outspoken, lacking in a filter of sorts. I say whatever comes to mind, often getting me in trouble. If I don't instantly find a flaw with you, trust me it's kind of impossible, but then we can become good friends! I'm a sweetheart inside, I really am. You just have to dig through a lot to find it. I'm a fun loving girl and enjoy making friends with beautiful people. I love drinking and find it to be a common bond with a lot of people. My temper is rather ridiculous and I tend to blow up on people over the simplest of things, but I also get over things very quickly. I'm just a roller coaster of emotions most of the time.
History ↘↘
XXXXXXXX I grew up with my parents, older brother, and younger sister in a small village a long ways down the road. Everything was perfectly normal until last year, than everything started down hill. But, for the time being I'll tell you about my childhood.
I was a cheerleader all through grade school, rather popular, you know the deal. I spent most of my time with friends, always looking up to the older brother, the jock. Our family was so perfect back in the day, I'm really not sure what happened, but around the time my brother was in the 9th grade, hmm let's see... I was about 12? Yeah that sounds right. Well, a few of his buddies thought messing with drugs would be kool... and I thought whatever my brother did was kool...
A few random drug tests and suspensions later, we just mutually stopped caring. By the time I was a freshman in high school, my brother was a senior and our baby sister was born. We started trying to clean our acts up, but the damage had already been done. Xeiro got clean for the most part, but I still struggle with a drinking addiction. The only thing we had on our side was the fact that our family was very very well off.
Our mother was a chef, she had many books published and tons of little recipes all to herself; our father was, well. I'm not quite sure what dad was, but he gave us our allowances: 500 a month. That was wonderful, more than we could fathom at that age. Dad always had lots of money on him, and we were taught never to ask questions just worry about our own business. So we did.
I'm sorry to bore you with so much of our family troubles.. anyway, long story short... I had just turned twenty-two, Xeiro twenty-five, and Beez nine. It was seemingly going to be another year at our house, boring and uneventful. But, God had another choice. Or, ya know, whoever makes those decisions. Our parents were in a car wreck, and well, now we're rich. They had great life insurance policies not to mention their fortune on top of all of that.
We tried to stay in our old house, we really did. But, Beez couldn't sleep at night, and it just didn't feel right anymore. So, we all packed up and found this little town. I didn't really like the place at first. It just didn't seem like home to me... But, I eventually got used to the place and all that it had to offer me. I made a few acquaintances and a drinking buddy with Kade Waldroup who helped me to discover something about myself... Something that Xeiro would kill me for... I also got fired for some stupid incident that has still not been explained to me! But, I soon found another job at the Grindhouse as a professional exotic dancer. I refuse to be called anything else. But, that's the short of my life! 
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 11:15 pm
ℬεɑȶяɩcε ℒʏnn ℜɑϻεяɩ       My name is :: Beatrice Rameri
Some like to call me :: Beez
I'm this many :: Twelve Thirteen
I stand at :: Four feet and ten inches
Why would you ask that??? :: Ninety-five pounds
Blowing out my candles on :: 9th of Spring
Isn't it obvious :: Female
My profession is :: I'm still a student
Speaking of school :: I'm in 6th grade
Sexuality :: Heterosexual
I live in :: A cabin with my sister, brother and his wife and kids
My journal :: Under my bed. You can read it here!
Theme Song :: Cloister of Trials
Oooooo~ Gimme Gimme! ::
❤ Cooking
❤ Cleaning
❤ Pastries
❤ Warmth
❤ Nice People
Ewww! Icky! ::
☠ Mean People
☠ Vegetables
☠ Cold
☠ Smoke
☠ School
and I'm terrified of :: The dark, lightning, thunder, ghosts, most people, bugs, and big dogs.
Personality ↘↘
XXXXXXXXXXX I'm really nice and bubbly, so I've been told. I don't like to talk to strangers, but I do love talking to my friends. I try to never hurt anyone's feelings because I know how it feels to have your feelings hurt. I don't have much of a temper, but when I do get mad it's hard for me to recover from it quickly. I try not to be mean to people, but when someone hurts my or someone close to me feeling, I just go off. Bad tempers kind of run in our family... I'm pretty outspoken and love talking with new people, but don't have very many friends. I'm honestly a bit of a pushover, too. But, only when it's with things that I feel need to be done.
History ↘↘
XXXXXXXX So, it turns out that the story I told you was a lie on my siblings part. After many days spent prying for information, I was finally informed that our mother and father did not go on some sort of a grocery store fiasco. They died. In an extremely awful car wreck of some sort. It does explain what Mitsuke meant by I'd see them again though, that's just not the way I always dreamed it would be. So, I lived in a nice little town pretty far from here. I was only eight when they left though, so it's not like I remember very much of the place. I do know that I had just started actually getting to know the people in my class when we left.
But, the whole place just wasn't the same without mom and dad and despite all of my tries to get a good nights sleep, it just wouldn't happen. Mitsuke would come crawl in my bed with me and the whole nine yards, but it just wouldn't work. I know she hated it, too. I'm pretty sure Xy was the only one strong enough for the whole ordeal. But, he seemed so distant the entire time. Never complaining, I wish I had his strength. So, we packed up and came to Nirvani. It's a cute little place, I got used to it quick and actually enjoy it now. I still haven't made any friends, well except for Bela.
Xeiro got married and moved in his wife, Bela. She's actually a really nice girl, I don't know why everyone gives her a bad rep. We spend a lot of time in the house together, neither of us have much of a life. I do the cooking and cleaning and help her take care of my nieces.  I couldn't resist xD
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Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 11:15 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 10:00 pm
ℜʏɗεя ɫsɑвεℓ ℜɑϻεяɩ  My name is :: Ryder Rameri
Some like to call me :: I often hear Mommy grumbling how much of a Daddy's Girl I am, but it's not like I understand what she's saying~ =D
I'm this many :: Zero One
I stand at :: 25.2 inches
Why would you ask that??? :: Fourteen pounds
Blowing out my candles on :: Fall 29th
Isn't it obvious :: Female
My profession is :: Mommy cleans up after me and Daddy does all the heavy lifting ;D
Speaking of school :: Not even in preschool yet, Mommy says she wished I was old enough to go, though
I'm attracted to :: Those moving people in the box!! (Will turn out straight, if only because her father would KILL her, otherwise.)
I live in :: A cabin with my two aunts, Lyra, daddy, and mommy
My journal :: What's that? As soon as I can pronounce it, I'm making Daddy get me one~! >D
Theme Song :: Hometown Domina
Heeeyyy~ I want I want! ::
❤ Those things that Daddy jingles for me (Xeiro's keys)
❤ Aunty Beez's sweets
❤ Mommy's voice~
❤ Daddy's fingers after he comes home from work, they taste sweet~!
❤ Toys!!!
Waaaahhhh! ::
☠ Waking up in complete darkness
☠ Mommy being forceful about feeding me
☠ Aunt Sukey D<
☠ Being carried too much, it makes me queazy
☠ Hearing fighting
and I'm terrified of :: The dark, Aunt Sukey and the monster that guards the cookies on the fridge!
Personality ↘↘
XXXXXXXXXXX I'm a pretty rambunctious child, but sadly, I cannot speak so I can't transmit whatever I want to say. Crying and laughing seem to be the only things my care-givers understand as what I like or not. Daddy, however, is much more preferable than Mommy. He laughs when I tug at his hair or when I bounce in his lap, while Mommy gets mad if I pull at those pretty and shiny things that dangle on her ears. When I grow up, I want to have pretty things like those, too. I'll make Daddy buy them for me, because I'm his favorite. He hates Lyra.
History ↘↘
XXXXXXXX My life's really short. So short, actually, that this description is probably far longer than any achievement I've been able to make. I have, however, turned Daddy, Mommy and Beatrice to my side. Lyra's just as dependent toward them as me, but neither of us like to be nanny'd by Aunt Sukey. Why is she even in our family, anyway? Black sheep that she is. I hope Aunty Alice punishes her a lot, since she is her boss. Wait, what's a boss?
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