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 Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 7:56 pm
 ❝'Cause though the truth may vary
this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore ❞ I am Levi Alice Corvin
But I demand that you call me Levi
I'm not that old, I am 18
Are you blind? I'm obviously Demon
Here's an easy one, I'm Heterosexual
You really want to know that? Fine, I was born October 31th X X ❝ M o v i n gXXXo n. ❞ Do the measurements, I'm 5'5"
I don't look it, I know, but I'm 115 Ibs
I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair is Gray and Purple
Look closer, my eyes are Chocolate Brown
Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have nothing interesting X X❝ I ' m Xs e l f i s hXb e c a u s eXIXc a nXb e . ❞
I want a slave with Leather
Painted Pink, Red, and Dark Blue
And a few other things, like Heart, Pan, Shield, and Piano X X❝ I fXy o uXm u s tXk n o wXm o r e. ❞ People say I tend to be very sassy. I tend to speak the language of sarcasm and sass so you might want to learn them quickly. I'm very outgoing and spontaneous and I especially like having fun so don't bore me.
You're so nosy. Fine, I will tell you that my mother had a lot of trouble with having kids. My first two older brothers died when they were two. I was born and survived while two other were dead upon birth. I only have one sibling and that is a younger brother who often visits me. When I turned seventeen, I moved out of my parents house and live in my own place. My parents are one of the highest royals living in the demonic kingdom so naturally I am very well off.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like:
ღ Lollipops
ღ Being Sassy
ღ Shorts
ღ Sunbathing
ღ Dancing
I'll tell you that I don't like:
✘ Sour Things
✘ Bad Attitudes
✘ Poor Manners
✘ Rudeness
✘ Bad Singing X X❝ F i n a l l y ,XW e ' r eXn e a r i n gXt h eXe n d. ❞ A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I can fly, make my tail and wings disappear, disappear and reappear upon will, super speed, and super strength.
Yes, there is some side things, like Happily Ever After describes me perfectly and just so happens to be my favorite song.
The person that works my mind is not me, but Crystal_Midnight18
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Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 7:31 pm
 ❝Who gives a damn if we lose the war? Let the walls come down, let the engines roar!❞
I am Aingel Kenneth Walsh
But I will let you call me “Sharp Ears” (Hates this name)
I'm not that old, I am 118
Are you blind? I'm obviously an Elf (undetermined race)
Here's an easy one, I'm Heterosexual.
You really want to know that? Fine, I was born January 15th, 1895. X X ❝ M o v i n gXXXo n. ❞ Do the measurements, I'm 5’ 3”
I don't look it, I know, but I'm 130
I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair is Chocolate Brown
Look closer, my eyes are Dark Blue
Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have Multiple scars on my torso, arms and legs, and a faded tattoo between my shoulders of a skull and crossbones, with the Roman numeral XVIII. X X❝ C a l l Xm e Xs e l f i s h ,XIXd o n ' tXc a r e. ❞
They gave me Leather
And colored itTeal
And from it they hung Gun, Heart, Crescent, Shield, Sword, and Halo X X❝ I fXy o uXm u s tXk n o wXm o r e. ❞ I come across as level headed, but confident. I'm not fooling myself about my position; the way things are, I probably have a rather low chance of escaping, though if I see an opportunity that presents itself, I may just take the chance. I can sometimes be picky with orders, and will stubbornly refuse an order if I find it demeaning or humiliating. I also have an aggressive side, but that should not be an issue so long as you do not provoke me or attack. While royally pissing me off is difficult, I tend to respond in kind to petty anger, but I will not actively try to provoke people, especially if I'm aware that they are capable of inflicting bodily harm. I'm not withdrawn, but don't try to chat me up for small talk or anything like that. Maybe with time, I'll open up, though, so don't dismiss me as a shyster just yet.
I have a case of PTSD, due to the trauma of fighting two World Wars (see below). Sometimes, I will have..episodes of nervousness, and panic attacks. Unless you are really close to me, the only options to stop the episodes is to either let them run their courses, or to subdue and render me unconscious. And yes, the latter is rather...difficult.
Quit invading my life, It went well, rather horribly. I was born in Ireland in the early 1900s, and, as an elf, lived in poverty, even after we moved to London. I lost my mother in the London bombings, so I signed up as a fighter pilot, hoping to get my revenge on the German bombers. I was not, however, prepared for the horrors of war, and it hit me hard. After the war, I tried to settle down, but the nightmares plagued me, and before I knew it, another war cropped up. This time, my father was killed by German bombers, and once more I went to war to avenge him, and once more I witnessed death and destruction that left me scarred for life. After the war, I was done with flying for Human militaries, or having anything to do with that warmongering species in general. I took my sister, and we moved to the Elven province of Avogon in the north, free from human interference, where I settled down again. But once more, war found me, this time from a neighboring Elven province that had allowed itself to be corrupted with the scourge of humanity and declared war on false claims of political extortion and intimidation. I narrowly saved my sister from the fates my parents suffered, and while I did not volunteer, the draft got me instead, and once more I was in the pilot's seat. This time, though, things...didn't go as planned. While on a mission, my plane was hit, and I was forced to crash land. Men drug me from my plane, beat me, then knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, I was in the back of a van, with a Human guard telling me how I would fetch a pretty penny on the slave market. And that is the story about how I became property. The only regret I have is not saying goodbye to my sister. Forgive me, Serana.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like:
ღ Flying
ღ Peace and Quiet
ღ Ramen
ღ Earl Grey Tea
ღ my helmet
I'll tell you that I don't like:
✘ The smell of blood, which often leads to...
✘ my "episodes"
✘ Being humiliated/demeaned
✘ losing my helmet
✘ Germans X X❝ F i n a l l y ,XW e ' r eXn e a r i n gXt h eXe n d. ❞ A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I can not do magic. I am highly agile, though, and have a knack for sniffing out problems with mechanical items. I'm a pretty good marksman, too.
Yes, there is some side things, like Do NOT insult my red tie.
The person that works my mind is not me, but Aingelproject667
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