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Devirox1
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| 08 Sep 2011 06:23 PM |
Name: Dylan O' Connor @g#:18 Gender:F Race: Human looks and characteristics, but accelerated fighting ability and intelligence. If that's okay with you. Weapon(s):Throwing knives, bow and arrow. Appearance: Short blonde hair, messy but very short. The cut looks like it was using old, dull scissors with no talent, and it was. Bright blue round eyes with a hint of green at the center. Average frame. Masculine features for a woman. Personality: Very rough around the edges. Solitary but not unkind. Faction: Wolf pack. Bio: Dylan never had a family. She grew up on the streets, fighting for her own. Finally she decided to chop her hair off and join the wolf pack. She has masculine features for a girl and convinced everyone she was a guy, so she joined. |
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Devirox1
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| 08 Sep 2011 06:24 PM |
| (I'm surprised no one had already joined!) |
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| 08 Sep 2011 06:33 PM |
Name: Natalie E. Pears @g#: 17 Gender: Female Race: Human, has sharp teeth (NOT A VAMPIRE) Weopons: Dagger, sword, wooden bow and arrow Appearance: Jet black hair, bangs to the side, purple eyes with brownish in the middle of pupil Personality: Cheerful. Gets angry at people when they look at her in the eye without talking. Active (sometimes) Faction: Demons Eye Bio: Natalie isnt very social, her mother was evil, father escaped her mothers wrath, flees away from her mother. Pretty on the outside. Feirce on the inside. |
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| 08 Sep 2011 06:35 PM |
| Too bad for you, derpa de durp. |
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| 08 Sep 2011 06:36 PM |
| (Oops o.o Faction: Bloody Knights :3 |
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| 08 Sep 2011 06:41 PM |
| (GTG. Please PM me when Im accepted or not accepted. Thanks! I"ll be online tommorow!) |
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Devirox1
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| 08 Sep 2011 06:51 PM |
| Dude you have some issues. Sorry for your issues. But seriously. Stop telling us about your issues. |
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| 08 Sep 2011 07:01 PM |
(I am anyway >:D)
~FLOOD CHECK~ |
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| 08 Sep 2011 07:05 PM |
Natalie
I look into the streets from the horse wagon. Fleeing my mother isnt easy. I was hiddened in a fabric robe with rose pedal patterns on it. Mother wouldnt see me. I threw my old clothes into my bag, shuffling to search for my necklace. I threw it out the window, into a puddle of blackish blood. |
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| 08 Sep 2011 07:06 PM |
Natalie
"When is your stop, ma'am.." asked the horseman. "Um. Around the corner". I shivered at the dead man at a bloody doorstep. I thought about my father, feirce and powerful. I missed him. I stabbed a picture of mother with my dagger. |
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Xilirite
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| Joined: 31 Oct 2009 |
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| 08 Sep 2011 07:09 PM |
| Hold on, I'll join in a few minutes. |
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| 08 Sep 2011 07:10 PM |
Natalie
"Heres your stop..ma'am". "Thank you" I said as I payed the old beared man a gold coin. I stepped out, and a strong, long finger nailed women grabbed me. I realized it was mother. I stopped in my tracks. "What on earth...trying to escape! LIKE YOUR FATHER!" my mother shouted. A old lady stared at my fearless mother. "Mother..I-I-I..". "No, no. Shush. Now get in the buggie." she said as she gave me an evil glare. I frowned, I was starving. Mother only feeds me once a day. She whipped the horse, and we rode away to my tiny home in the city.
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| 08 Sep 2011 07:15 PM |
Natalie
As we arrived at my dirty, little cottage at the corner of Jayward Blvd., my mother stepped out first. She doesnt even help me out of the wagon! I walked inside, standing lady-like. I wanted to impress my fearless, soulless mother. She didnt buy it. "Go sweep your room, NOW!" mother said as she prepared supper. I only saw a small plate with spinach and a tiny inch of cheese for me. I ran to my room, crying from fear. "I"ll never escape" I muttered to my dog, Maxus. After sweeping, I fell on my bed, exhausted, I missed my filthy dinner by a long shoot. I tried to rest with Maxxus. |
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| 08 Sep 2011 07:24 PM |
At midnight, I woke up. Maxus was gone. Probably downstairs, searching for mice. I tiptoed downstairs, and put a string of yarn on Maxus's leather collar. "Lets go boy.." I said to Maxus. He was one big dog, a German Shepard with teeth the size of my mothers finger nails. We were escaped. But I knew the assasins were out at night, feeding for prey. I prayed while holding Maxus. I opened the door silently, and ran to the midnight buggie. I called up a buggie driver, Sundy'e. She was an old women with a warm smile. I steped up into the buggie. She said "Escaping?". I said "Yes..". She smiled and said "Ahh, your mother is a fool, sweetie". Falling asleep, we rode off to the farthest place we could go. Downtown Venice, Johnsina Prk. I went inside a light filled hotel. It was warm. Cozy. The manager gave me the key. No assasins here, I thought. Just then, a man behind me glared at me evilily.
(Gtg! I"ll be continuing what happens to Natilie!) |
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Devirox1
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| 08 Sep 2011 07:24 PM |
Dylan
I look next to me and see a gorgeous girl with silky brown hair to her waist. My hand instinctively goes to my head, but all I feel are not-even-an-inch strands. To cover, I mess up my hair like a guy. At least I think thats what they do. Oh well. I'm wearing an army vest and trousers. My combat boots go to my ankles. I wiggle my feet to check if the knive is still there. It's nice and snug. |
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