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 Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 9:03 pm
Λ ȶɑвℓε oƒ ȼoиȶεиȶs
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 9:07 pm
Ӽεɩяѻ Hѻȶɑяυ ℜɑϻεяɩ
█████████████████████ █████████████████████ █████████████████████         My name is :: Xeiro Rameri
Some like to call me :: Xy
I'm this many :: Forty
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 sister
My journal :: Hidden in my spice cabinet.
Theme Song :: Denis Leary - I'm an a*****e
Get me that ::
❤ My kids, sure, they sucked when they were younger. But, I think all kids do, right?
❤ The bakery, it's become a home away from home, and I just love the look on people's faces when they bite into my sweets.
❤ Exercise, nothing better than breaking a sweat.
❤ Sweets, I'm not a baker for nothing.
❤ My wife, I know we bicker a lot and all, but in the end, I really do love her.
Get that the ******** away ::
☠Cocky guys, I guess we don't clash well together. Too much testosterone or something.
☠ Vegetables, they're all just gross. It's one things my kids love about me.
☠ Bad weather, it means that I can't go run around in the woods!
☠ Boredom, it's not often when I can't find something to do, but when I do, it is awful.
☠ Staying indoors, I enjoy my fair share of time inside, it's where the kitchen is, after all. But, there's just some things that inside can't provide.
and I'm terrified of :: Fears? Pssh. yeah, right. The fears he'd never admit to you are : losing everything and raccoons 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.
Xeiro's life began to quickly spiral. He didn't ever remember Beatrice being as unruly as the kids were. Not that he could say "his" kids, since the one clearly was not. That one in particular made it so hard to lead a good life. Not only was she a constant reminder that his wife had been unfaithful, but she was so hard to deal with. He'd try to hold her and she would just kick him. What was he supposed to do? Well, he probably didn't take it as well as he should have. He simply refused to hold her entirely. He was the provider anyway, it was Bela's job to take care of the children and to hold them. He tried to tell her this, but she did not want to hear that. It became a long running tiff that eventually ended in her demanding a job at the bakery. Xeiro agreed, thinking that it would be a great opportunity for them to spend time together. But, it didn't last. It was even worse than working with Mitsuke. Because with her, she would just sulk after being yelled at, but Bela would fight back. Needless to say, that didn't last very long. Bela moved on from the bakery and went to work at Xeiro's second favorite place to be, the gym.
Speaking of the gym, Xeiro frequently used his membership, even without Bela. Especially after a large squabble would go down. He'd slam the door behind him and run off to pump some iron. This routine ended in him becoming better friends with the trainer and all the guys down there. He still refused to shower with them, that was gay.
The next big factor that led to his downward slope was the loss of his sister and his car. Obviously, the one more of a loss than the other. He knew that Lyra had a love of getting into things, but he never thought that she would go that far. It was quite a devastating blow for him. He didn't even know what to make of Lyra directly after all of that. He convinced Bela that she needed therapy, but it didn't seem like it was enough. Sending her to therapy would not bring his sister back, and it never felt like Bela truly understood. Yet again, he would run off when it had been too much. Only after this, he began running to the bar. Here, he found a good drinking buddy, Reed. At first, it was just Xeiro drunkenly ranting about his horrible life, but it eventually became less often and Reed was able to talk.
Eventually, Xeiro was more stable and willing to be around his family again. He came home after some time at the gym and smelled something good coming from the kitchen. He walked in, expecting to see Beatrice making a late night snack, but to his surprise, it was Lyra. She was standing on a stool, slathering toast with butter and jam and had pulled chunks of banana to put on top. Xeiro's eyes began to water at the sight. For at that moment, he knew that Lyra wasn't the daughter of a chef. No, she was the daughter of a baker.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 9:12 pm
ηαмε →xoxoBela Grace James-Rameriαgε →xoxo39 {Now 40}gεη∂εя →xoxoFemaleвıяτн∂αy →xoxoFall 2ndнεıgнτ →xoxo5'7''нαıя cσℓσя →xoxoBleached Blondeεყε cσℓσя →xoxoBluesεхυαℓıτყ →xoxoHeterosexualjσв →xoxoGym Trainerjσυяηαℓ →xoxo Behind all the cleaning supplies in the cabinet under the bathroom sink.ℓıĸεs →xoxo❥ Exercise; As much as I hated it before, I can't help but think that that was just my thinking of old, conventional exercising.
xoxo❥ Looking good; Beauty may be fleeting, but that's why it's so dear while you do have it.
xoxo❥ Clients; Todd's enthusiasm over clients is contagious.
xoxo❥ Magazines; There's something fascinating in knowing the 411 on many a celebrity and how to take care of your appearance, all at the same time.
xoxo❥ Jewelry (Diamonds); Men can keep their dogs.
xoxo❥ Family; I can't say I regret marrying into the Rameri family, no matter what happens. ∂ısℓıĸεs →xoxo☠ Dogs
xoxo☠ Eva Baumgartner; Her cool disdain and the manner of how she throws her weight around that puts me off to her. b***h.
xoxo☠ The fact that people assume I'm sleeping with any man I seem to meet; particularly my coworker, Todd, much to his chagrin.
xoxo☠ Obnoxious people; I can only stand enough obnoxiousness.
xoxo☠ Threats to any of my family members; that's an automatic a** whipping, I don't even care if it's that crazy cop b***h, Romane.
xoxo☠ Connor Alvey. 'Nuff Said. DD< нısτσяყ →xoxo Damned from the start was born baby Bela, to a preacher in the works and his relatively young wife. Sadly, said young wife did not survive much after Bela's birth; and by much, I mean mere minutes. It was all very tragic, really. But as it was, these two rather transcendental event set the road for Richard James, the father, for the rest of his life: to resent his daughter for taking his wife away from him, as it was. It wasn't always on the surface, however, and he could be a very good father at times. But Bela isn't exactly the most reliable of narrators and tends to focus on the gloom and doom, emphasizing his more harsh nature. And as a child she resented him for not having a mommy around to take care of her, which lead to anger, and then boiled down to outright hate. And this perceived animosity was a very driving force in her upbringing.
xoxoAs a child, she was kind and respectful towards others, like the good town and church instilled in her. And, for the most part, was a rather normal little girl. But as she grew with the anger and resentment, and with the raging teenage hormones, her rebellious stage was much more... particular than some. She did a total 180, turning into a rather sketchy, manipulative individual. For quite some time, she kept up a ruse around certain people that she was fine, that she was simply going through a phase and that nothing wasn't out of the ordinary. Of course, this all simply made it that much harder on her father when he realized the truth and confronted her about it. As everything systematically came crashing around her, Bela found herself cornered and was in want of some sort of escape. This was, of course, all her fault and she knew it. Not strong enough to face the consequences, either her father or her, she left. It's uncertain if she ran away or he kicked her out, but it all gets rather sketchy when she gets to that place in the story. What's important to note is that she left home and never went back.
xoxoAfter a long time doing some things she wasn't particularly proud of, while trying to maintain her image of health and beauty, she found herself on the Island of Nirvani. As she imagined she'd find some easy work and possibly some escape from anything that she was running away from. It was an island in the middle of nowhere, for the most part, so who would look for her there? (And, for that matter, who'd be looking for her?) This came to be something of an advantage, as she believed that an island was also in want of some entertainment. She got into the business of exotic dancing, and was rather content with her job and place on the island. Sure, she was pegged as a whore by some majority of women there, but she still hadn't developed that much of a conscience by that point. [/Unfinished]
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 9:26 pm
ℬεɑȶяɩcε ℒʏnn ℜɑϻεяɩ
█████████████████████ █████████████████████ █████████████████████        My name is :: Beatrice Rameri
Some like to call me :: Bea
I'm this many :: Twenty-three
I stand at :: Five feet and nine inches
Why would you ask that??? :: One hundred and twenty-four pounds
Blowing out my candles on :: 9th of Spring
Isn't it obvious :: Female
My profession is :: I'm a caretaker at the Daycare
Sexuality :: Heterosexual
I live in :: A cabin with my brother and his wife and kids
My journal :: Under my bed.
Theme Song :: Cloister of Trials Green Greens
Oooooo~ Get me that ::
❤ Cooking, it's always been a lot of fun for me. I guess it runs in the family. It's very rare when Xeiro lets me cook by myself, though.
❤ Cleaning, Bela needs a lot of help with juggling two kids and all and Xeiro loves to cook but he does not like to clean. That's where I come in.
❤ Nature, I love to just walk around out in the woods. It's all so beautiful out there, really.
❤ Warmth, the feeling of the sun against my skin is the best.
❤ People, well mot of them anyway. There are some that I don't like, but I just love talking to everyone.
Get that the ******** away ::
☠ Drunks, I guess it's because I watched my sister so much when I was younger and saw how ugly alcohol really can be.
☠ Strong smells, there must be something wrong with all of my senses or something. I can't stand anything that's too much, included heavy perfume.
☠ Cold, I cannot stand the winter. I guess that's why I was born in spring.
☠ Loud music, few things bother me. But, when the girls get together and play their loud music, I get so annoyed.
☠ Fish, they smell so foul. I just can't even stand to think about eating them.
and I'm terrified of :: Losing my family, I know it's super cliche. But, they mean a lot to me. We've been through enough.
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.
Life went on as usual from then, I had a few little boyfriends here and there through school, none of which wanted to come back around after meeting Lyra. She seemed to always be looking over me and now looking back, I think it may have been the fact that Alphonse wanted to ruin my life. Oh, I know how crazy that sounds. A stuffed animal wanted to ruin my life. But, I gave my toy to Lyra when she was first born and I guess the fact that I abandoned him didn't sit too well with him. I always thought that I could hear Alphonse talking, but I just thought that it was a dumb kid thing, but after the night that my sister died... It all made sense. Lyra had been controlled by the dumb thing the whole time and sadly, it all ended in murder. Luckily, the toy was sucked into the fire too. We were both finally set free of the evil that was inside of it. These unfortunate events all led up to me having a great relationship with my little niece though, and I wouldn't want to change that.
I graduated in that span of time and found a job at the nearby daycare. I get to work with all the little kids around the island. It's a great job, I love little kids and getting better acquainted with the parents is also great. I'm happy to be one of those few that are actually happy to go to work everyday. I don't have anything going on in the love front, but that's okay with me. I'm content with how my life is now. I enjoy my downtime out at the house or walking around the island. It's a good time in my life.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2011 9:27 pm
ℒʏяɑ Ϻɑɗεℓɩnɑ ℜɑϻεяɩ
█████████████████████ █████████████████████ █████████████████████
        My name is :: Lyra Rameri
Some like to call me :: Lyra
I'm this many :: Eleven
I stand at :: Five feet
Why would you ask that??? :: Ninety-three pounds
Blowing out my candles on :: The 18th of Fall
Isn't it obvious :: Female
My profession is :: Student
Speaking of school :: 7th grade
I'm attracted to :: Heterosexual
I live in :: A cabin with my aunt, sister, dad, and mom
My journal :: In my top drawer
Theme Song :: Fairy Battle
Oooooo~ Gimme Gimme! ::
❤ Music, I prefer to listen to pop music. The kind of stuff that has a good beat.
❤ New clothes, I always love to go into town with mom and get some new shirts!
❤ Family, they're all great. I would have disowned me by now for all the bad things I did.
❤ Dad's cooking, what can I say. He's a beast behind the stove.
❤ Candy, I love all sorts of candy from sour candy to chocolate.
Ewww! Icky! ::
☠ Being woken up in the morning, hey some things never change.
☠ Vegetables, yeah yeah yeah, I know. It's a kid thing. But, I like green beans, if that means anything.
☠ School, I get good grades and all but I just hate the chore of going.
☠ Going to therapy, I know it's helping and whatever. But, I just don't want to go anymore.
☠ Hearing my parent's fight, they don't do it nearly as much as they used to. But, it's still not a good sound.
and I'm terrified of :: Pretty much everything bigger than I am! D:
History ↘↘
XXXXXXXX The little baby quickly learned how to express herself by screaming all sorts of things and running (quickly crawling) through the house. She proved herself to be a little hellion by knocking over everything she could get her hands on and smashing all of her sister's toys. She pulled mommy's hair whenever it was in reach and kicked daddy whenever he was forced to hold her. She'd spit all over anyone who wasn't family, puking whenever she was able. She scared off all of Aunty Bea's boyfriends with a low growl and carried her rabbit everywhere with her. yes, the root of all of her heinous acts was none other than Alphonse. As she grew older, things only got worse. She grew quite quickly and was able to reach more. Decorative vases, picture frames, anything she could find would topple to the ground and shatter against the hardwood floor. She caused many fights between mommy and daddy because daddy blamed mommy for Lyra's potty mouth. The bigger she got, the harder she'd hit and soon daddy refused to touch her at all.
When time finally came for her to start school, phone calls would ring through the cabin on a daily basis telling mommy about whose nose she had bloodied this time. They tried spanking, they tried grounding, they even tried therapy. But, nothing seemed to help the blue-haired angel demon. She was just as bad as a preteen, yelling even more at her mother and using all of the things she overheard Aunt Sukey yelling at Bela. She would then get into a yelling fight with her father when he had had enough. She'd wear him down by throwing the "fact" that he wasn't her father back at him.
On a specific night when she was just ten and had had enough, she grabbed Alphonse and went walking outside. While in the yard, they got to talking about how awful her parents were to her and that she should do something big to get back at them. They sat on the back porch thinking for awhile when it dawned on them that Xeiro's car was one of the most important things in his life, and that was what she had to get rid of. She went down into the edge of the woods with Alphonse in hand. He led her to a pile of sticks and told her which to grab. He then pointed out the best rock for the job. As soon as she had all of the materials, they walked to the garage together. She stood behind it and scraped the rock against the stick until finally she made fire. She tossed it against the wooden exterior and watched it light quickly, the fire dancing across the logs. She took a few slow steps back and watcher her masterpiece with a smile and Alphonse laughed in her hand. She stood there for a few minutes just watching it all when she heard a scream. Her eyes widened and she darted towards the little window to see inside. Curled up against the car was her Aunt Mitsuke, crying and gasping for air. In the shock of the moment, Lyra dropped Alphonse and ran towards the house which was, luckily, a good ways up the hill from the garage. She ran into the house and began searching for someone to help her. She soon found the only person that seemed to be awake in the house, Aunt Beatrice. With tears in her eyes, she began to tell her exactly what had happened. Beatrice couldn't believe it, but knew exactly what she had meant. She always thought as a child that there was something wrong with her, due to Alphonse but it must have been true. They ran to the garage and called the firemen. But, there was nothing she or the men could do save listen to Mitsuke's screams as her skin began to burn off of her. By the time the fire was stopped, all that could be seen was a pile of ashes, a blackened corpse, some metal and a much different pile. A pile of singed stuffed animal fluff.
Lyra was forced after that day to go to weekly therapy and the family was never really the same. As the seasons dragged on, Lyra's attitude completely changed. She wanted nothing more but to assist her family and run from all others. She began to cling to Aunt Beatrice who had an understanding with her. She also began messing around in the kitchen, making gourmet toast. This brought a tear to her father's eye and began their relationship together. She currently gets decent grades and tries to hide away from people in her way of coping with trauma.
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