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 Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2011 7:10 pm
 J.E.S.S.E.B.E.L.L.E. ~ B.I.S.S.E.T. *.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~*.~* When her had been love, Gaston, had married his so not attractive and stepmother of a wife what's her name, then even had the gull to have his child, Jessebelle did what any sane, heartbroken, woman would do! She went to the circus to buy a child! The one she had returned home with was a little girl she named Azure, because it sounded neat. Becoming a mother, Jessebelle had to give her newly found daughter the life she was deprived of! A straw bed, creaky floors, a bunch of mice to run around in tiny clothes, and more chores then a maid! How else was her daughter to find her true love? But, as it came to be in a sudden plot twist, Gaston was actually her brother in disguise! Jessebelle immediately ran back to the circus with Azure in a box and ribbon, but they had denied her and informed her of their no return policy. So, she returned to her home, a single mother.
Sulking in her home for a few months, or days, or maybe it was hours - but months sounds much cooler, she thought carefully over her life. So long she had chased her dreamboat that turned out to be just that, a dream – boat. Cause boats are hard and wooden, and that's just what he was! Hard, and wooden! But, it had came to Jessebelle in a revaluation one day as she ordered some bread from a baker who had looked at her with eyes of admiration and love. She had been holding her love back from the world where her real true love was hiding! Not anymore, she was reborn! Her life quest was to start again, but this time to find her real true love! Even if hordes of men desire her, even if an army would go to war in her name just like Helen, but with Jessebelle burning in their hearts, even if her love was so priceless that every man would throw themselves at her and rip their hearts out for her, she would find the one! Until she finds him, she will keep searching and save herself!
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 4:06 am
 E.M.E.R.Y. ~ T.R.A.I.Y.L.O.R.
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So, what aging could little Emery do? A glorious add up of zero – that is, in her head. The only real aging that happened to her was her body, and she was barely half the age of that mentally. In fact, as soon as her siblings all moved in, Emery became much more hormonal and acted out in crankier tantrums that led to the sad death of Mr.Scalyfeet who had been their pet bird left on their front doorstep tied to a rock. These tantrums she would throw eventually got her locked up in her room for most of the period of the two years once she tried to claim that they couldn't be her siblings cause her one sibling was one shape shifting person that changed with the season. She tried to bite one to prove her theory – the logic behind it wasn't solid. So in her room she was left to play by herself as they decided what to do with her, visiting her one at a time, stunting any mental aging she could have had in the outside world.
And as the two years came to an end, Emery was allowed to play outside again, long as she was on a leash and tied to a pole planted in the middle of their lawn or taken on walks with one of the siblings. In the house, she isn't allowed on the furniture and has to wear a muzzle at all times outside her room. 
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2011 7:40 am
  A.N.G.E.L.I.N.A. ~ S.O.N.A.T.A. *~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻ Two years worth of cupcakes, chocolate, and other confectionery goods later, and Angelina is a kicking ten year old. Though, after his shocking ordeal with the kidnapper, he isn't as friendly as he used to be. Maybe throw chocolate and rocks at you if you try to grab him, but he's friendly to people he can see in front of him. He's starting to notice girls far from that ickyness they had before, and becoming curious why they're so.. different. But, how bad can a type of peoples be if they like the things he does? Dresses and hair! But, he only gets to test this really when he's at school. Since the bad person had taken him, Gaston had him locked up in the mansion to only allow his leaving during school hours, with escort of disguised body guards – Angelina particular likes the one with the flower pot on his head, he's the funniest.
When he's not at school, Angelina is of course, locked up in his room playing with his toys. Luckily though, Gaston gave him a break and brings over play mates all the time. They always looked confused and scared.. and brought in the middle of the night, but all his fancy toys and big rooms to play in always cure that – sometimes! Other then that, Angelina has grown into a playful, kind of healthy, young boy.*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻*~☻
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Posted: Fri Apr 29, 2011 7:33 am
  P.H.I.L.E.O. ~ L.E.`D.E.-V.U.E.R. ~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~ With his fantastic opening during the last year of the two years, Phileo came to find a place of deprived people, a place where people were so simple and needed the glory of the entertainment he and his circus could supply – a place where people were too dumb for their own good, with plenty of money, and ready to jump when he asked – a place like Nirvani. Plus, naive, beautiful, village woman who'll do back flips for him and the stories he has to tell! Only set back, he was left sitting on his butt with a circus that wasn't so circusy yet since it had some minor issues.. some lost lions and tigers.. eaten zebras.. but it would all be running now! With the recapture of their lost pets and a few painted donkeys. At least, next to his over sized cats, he had one beauty to look at, that is until she opens her mouth. Lucia Woods, a girl he wouldn't mind trying bondage on to shut her up for one good night. Sierra Mikain, his own little girl that he looks after with a loving eyes of a proud ring leader, traded in for popcorn. Of course, Sierra is such a ugly name, Popcorn is how Phileo came to fondly know of his little monkey girl who will one day grow into a fine, sexy, woman to bathe him in his older years dressed as a cute nurse. Ah yes, his two girls. Oh, that's right, there's a third isn't there? Elliot Park. Fine body but, might as well be a fine painting, she's as expressive as one isn't she? Well, that wraps that up, Phileo Le'De-vuer, the boy born to bring tender, loving, hands upon woman everywhere. ~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~~*♥*~
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