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DARK

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Name: Darksithya, or Dark
Age: Aprox 14, tho if going by time of death, about 4
Gender: A girl saving up for a gender change.
Race: Technically a vampire, but do to table manners and love of garlic, was disowned by the other vampires, and is now with the were wolves.
Birthday: September 30th
Death day: Some time in late october..?
Cause of death: Who would have guessed microwaving gasoline and fork together would make a bomb?

Personality: Ranges from the most rabid of yaoi fangirls and queen of the pervs, to you're average calm goth girl that lurks in coffee shops writing.

Background: Little is known about Dark, but it is known she is from a small town south of durem, where she aparently studied magic, and art. Wen she was older she moved to Durem, but fate had a part to play, and a few days after moving to durem, the vampire invashion started, while testing out her microwave she died, the sent of blood tho had hord of vampires on her in a instant, and was thus saved?

Likes: Glass, yaoi, yuri, crack, fanfiction, art, and dressing like its halloween everyday.

Dislikes: Narrow minded people, sunlight, holy water, and pink(with a passion).

RELATONSHIPS

Friends-
None! D':

Crushes
None! D8

enemies
None! T^T

Entry one- date Feb 27

Gojyo sat idly on a high up shelf, watching the shop below him. He lived in a old toy store, filled to the brim with adorable stuffed animals, action figures, puzzles, hoola-hoops, and every other form of toy. He had lived in this toy stor along time, alomst as long as the owner, who had opened shop in his 30s, and was now so old, the entire town called him 'Grandpa'. He had a coating of dust on his body, but he didnt mind. Gojyo liked watching the small children runing about all day, with bright glowing happy faces.
One day some one nice will take me home, and love me...
He thought, as he watched a small girl giggling as she cuddled her new doll.
The day drug by as normal, it wasnt a fast day or a slow day, just another day, or so it seemed.

The old man that owned the place was cleaning up, in a hour shop would close, the sun outside was already setting, wen the gentle c***k of the shop bell rang. "Why hello, might I help you out" The old man asked, as a tall girl of 14, with almost colorless skin, dark eyes, and silvery hair walked in. If Gojyo could blink in suprise he would, she didnt seem like the type to play with dolls, she looked more like some dark lolita doll herself!
The girl nodded. "I was looking for something....special? Aparently joint dolls are very popular with artist as models, but in most toys stores everything is...to commercial?" She spoke as if she didnt realy know what she was talking about as the gothic girl looked around.

The old man thought for a while. "Well, we dont have many of those, we mostly get the lil' ones, but all our joint dolls are behind the counter." He replied, pointing to the display shelves behind the front counter.
Gojyo wished he could move, and hide away behind some other doll, he was a joint doll like the girl wanted, but he didnt want to go home with her! He could just see her doing weird things to him, and being forced to pose for weird sketches.

The girl looked over the many shelves, most of the joint dolls had bright smiling faces, and each was difrent from the last, as you got further up, the dust got thicker and thicker tho. Gojyo was on the top shelf, with many very old toys from befor any could remember. Gojyo wanted a home more then anything, bt he wanted a home where he would be loved by a smilign happy soul, that would treat him well, but a dark gothic teenage girl that so far hadnt even come close to a smile seemed far from it.

If Gojyo could move he would have started runing quickly wen he saw the girl pase at him. "He looks interest." The girl said after a moment of studying the Gojyo.
NO! Please old man, save me!" Gojyo cried mentally.
"Ah, that there is a special one alright, his name is Gojyo, been with the shop almost long as I have!" The old man chuckled. "If you want him, he's you'res, but you better be treatin' him nice now."
With suprising care the weird girl picked Gojyo up, and brought him down from the shelf, lightly dusting him off. "Well Gojyo-kun, my name is Darksithya, but Dark is preferred." Dark said, carfuly holding him bridal style.
"Please be nice to me!" Gojyo whined, alittle less scared after seeing how carfuly dark handled him, but still scared.
Dark payed the old man, and left the store, Gojyo held safe in her arms.

Entry three- date mar 4th

The next few days had gone by quickly, Dark had started up a few new art forms, and much to Gojyo's dislike, he had been a test subject. Be it modeling; tho luckily not in any weird poses with out clothing,or trying on some doll clothing she had screen printed a new pattern on. It seemed Gojyo's life was destined to have weird art projects with him as part of them, tho oddly he was growing used to it.

Gojyo was siting on a cousin beside the window, looking out a on a rainy day, the garden was bathed in grey light, and the rain turned the yard bare of grass from the winter in to a marsh.
So far nothing to bad has happened...so I guess she cant be to evil..... but how she puts up with the house being so dark is beyond me..... Gojyo looked around the dark lit room, the grey light from the window, and the occasional crack of thunder the only light, and he was alone......Gojyo wanted to hide and cry as he looked around the room that was so much bigger then him, and so dark, with untold dangers awaiting a poor doll.
I wish I could move, I dont like this..... he thought, turning his gaze back out the window, trying to avoid looking at every shadow that seemed so much like a monster from a fairy tale.

Dark walked home slowly, enjoying the rain as she walked. A faint smile on her red lips. "I hope Gojyo is alright.." Dark muttered, turning the lock to her door, she had gone to the store to buy some candles, since her last ones had burned out. Sliding off her trench, and boots, she walked in to dark living room.
"Gojyo! I brought back some candles!" Dark called cheerfuly. She had no idea why she was talking to a doll, but over the past few days, she had started treating him as if he were alive, asking him his opinion, even if he couldnt tell her.

Gojyo was siting in the same place, but he was happy to see Dark! For the first time, he was happy to see her, and the wonderful bag of candles, that a beam of light and a chorus of angels singing joy shown down apon- just in case you missed that.

Dark smiled, and set a few candles around the room, and a few minuets later, the room was bathed in a warm light. "Sorry I left you, but I didnt want you to get soaked." Dark muttered, as she walked over to Gojyo, picking him up gently. "Dont supose you like to read?" She asked, as she pulled out a thick book, 'the lord of the rings' and sat down, puting Gojyo beside her, and starting up the book.

Gojyo smiled inside, the room was light agein, he wasnt alone, he was warm and cosy and had a book to read with Dark, usualy he would have loved nothing more then to run away at such contact with Dark, but for now he was happy being here; one good thing about living with dark, you know she's probably the scariest thing lurking int he shadows.
Gojyo thought.