The Wallflower Twas Fate Forgot
Down with the lambs
Up with the lark
Hello all sightseers who happen to stumble upon my humble abode! It doesn't seem like much, but oh well. I'll work on it when I can. Haha.
Current Little Petal Drops:
Under the alias 'Lady Melantha', I am seeking a new kind of weapon...one that lives and breathes. Yes--a doll is what I want to play with! Then my happiness will be sought, won't it?
Name: Pereira Secabre Luminati
Alias: Lady Melantha (Dark Flower)
Age: Appears about 26
D.O.B: December 13
Blood Type: AB
Race: Miwakurous Magi (A special type of wizardress)
Height: 6'1" (Even taller with heels)
Weight: 109 lbs.
Eye Color: Ruby Red
Skin Color: White, but looks sickly
Hair Color: Lavender Pearl
Loves: Any kind of flower or bouquet, butterflies, spiders (especially big ones!) aloe vera tea, rich people clothing, opera, blue skies, reciting paintings, umbrellas, the colors blue and black
Hates: The rich people who use their power to manipulate, being told that she is wrong (She's ALWAYS right!), modern day sneakers (Prefer heels), girls who flirt with anyone they see, fish (Sushi freaks her out), the undead, fast-food, top hats, boys who just 'want some', illiterate persons (Haha, I made a joke!), mud
Fears: Veils, smoke, and rainbows in a rainy day
Wishes: To search for 'the light' and to settle in
Run to bed, children
Before it gets dark
--Pereira.
Please do talk!
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It was given to me as a gift for my rebirth.
*It was the only significant thing it had. Nothing special. It came to life when the Entity was awake, and then slept when the Doll took control once again. Nothing special.
...Yet, did she knew of its origins? He had to be careful of his next request, since the Doll had no means of gaining any data at this point. The Entity had to remember this conversation, for his memory's sake*
You...weren't there when I received this, were you, Lady Melantha?
He...couldn't recall a Lady Melantha in his memories...*
I...I'm sorry. I cannot trust you so easily, my Lady.
*Just turn around, walk away, let the Doll take over again, he thought quickly as he turned heel*
...Who are you?
TARGET: Human
EYE COLOR: Unknown (behind mask)
HAIR COLOR: Silver (spiked)
Wearing bizarre clothing.
Asking for his assistance? Quite the biggest mistake.*
I do not wish to assist an individual with an unknown identity. Please state yourself.
What kind of s**t are you spouting?! YOU are the real monster here, to say that I could ever do such a thing!
...My name is Demetrius, I was found ten years ago by the Sangrey family and lived with them until they moved away. I met an angel called Neill Candide Moire and I would protect him at all cost. WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT?
*This woman...she was turning him into a beast. Demetrius the pacifist was attempting to strangle someone, a lust for blood had started to surface-- what the hell was happening to him? The half(?)-vampire kept his grip steady*
"You're going to have to find a different guy. I don't think you'd be happy with me as a friend."
...
You...do not touch him.