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PostPosted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 3:25 pm


Hey,
This is where I'm going to be posting my characters. Exciting stuff.

This is who's going to be coming, so keep your eyes peeled.



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PostPosted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 4:36 pm


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xxxxωђαŧ Ψøu Nєєð ŧø Ҝŋøω…

The Strands In Your Eyes
xxxxFull Name:
xxxxxxxxKiiri Tiernay

That Color Them Wonderful
xxxxNicknames:
xxxxxxxxNone

Stop Me And Steal My Breath
xxxxAge:
xxxxxxxx21

And Emeralds From Mountains
xxxxRace:
xxxxxxxxDark Elf

Thrust Towards The Sky
xxxxSex:
xxxxxxxxFemale

Never Revealing Their Depth
xxxxHeight:
xxxxxxxx5’ 9"

And Tell Me
xxxxWeight:
xxxxxxxx116

That We Belong Together
xxxxAppearance:
xxxxxxxxKiiri

Dress It Up With The Trappings Of Love
xxxxAllies, friends:
xxxxxxxxJelski

I’ll Be Captivated
xxxxEnemies, rivals:
xxxxxxxxNone

I’ll Hang From Your Lips
xxxxAbilities:
xxxxxxxxMagic and instinct

Instead Of The Gallows
xxxxFears/Weaknesses:
xxxxxxxxContact with people


xxxxNøω, Ŀєŧ’ֆ Gєŧ Ρєяֆøŋαℓ…

Of Heartache That Hang From Above
xxxxPersonality:
xxxxxxxxShe is very hostile, having lived as an outcast her whole life. She hates almost all contact and will kill anything. She lives off of almost pure instinct, and though she may seem dull or dimwitted, she is as smart as a whip. She can be your best friend and your worst enemy. She will protect you with her life, but if you cross her she’ll kill you with her bare hands, and make it as painful as possible. Whenever the need arises, she returns to pure primal instinct and will become part of the forest.

And I’ll Be
xxxxRemember Where You Came From:
xxxxxxxxBorn in a land where everyone revered life, she was educated formally at the Elvin palace in her home island, and was outcast after she started practicing the dark arts. She now lives by night, practicing that which is forbidden in her homeland.

Your Crying Shoulder
xxxxItems, Weapons etc.:
xxxxxxxxHer dark arts, an ornate staff and a dagger

I’ll Be Love’s Suicide
xxxxTheme song:
xxxxxxxx "I`ll be" Edwin McCain

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PostPosted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 1:36 pm


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xxxxωђαŧ Ψøu Nєєð ŧø Ҝŋøω…
Night, Falls And I'm Alone
xxxxxxFull Name:
xxxxxxxxxxJelski Byington


Skin, Chilled Me To The Bone
xxxxxxNicknames:
xxxxxxxxxxNone


You, Turned And You Ran
xxxxxxAge:
xxxxxxxxxx23


Slipped, Right From My Hand
xxxxxxRace:
xxxxxxxxxxHalf Wood Elf, Half Kender


Blue On Black
xxxxxxSex:
xxxxxxxxxxMale


Tears On A River
xxxxxxHeight:
xxxxxxxxxx6’ 1"


Push On A Shove
xxxxxxWeight:
xxxxxxxxxx145


It Don't Mean Much
xxxxxxAppearance:
xxxxxxxxxxJelski


Joker On A Jack
xxxxxxAllies, friends:
xxxxxxxxxxKiiri


Match On Fire
xxxxxxEnemies, rivals:
xxxxxxxxxxNone


Cold On Ice
xxxxxxAbilities:
xxxxxxxxxxSpeed and Intelligence


A Dead Man's Touch
xxxxxxFears/Weaknesses:
xxxxxxxxxxNot having Kiiri there to help him



xxxxNøω, Ŀєŧ’ς Gєŧ Ρєяֆøŋαℓ…
Whisper On A Scream
xxxxxxPersonality:
xxxxxxxxxxHe is kind, willing to help anyone with almost anything. He is very skilled with his bow and can hit almost any target. He is very energetic and loves to be in the middle of things. He also occasionally gets moody and will go off on his own, wandering and living off the land.


Doesn't Change A Thing
xxxxxxBio:
xxxxxxxxxxTaught in the same class as Kiiri, he continued his education when she was outcast. When he was done, he left to go find her, and instead found a small meadow, wild and abandon. Taken aback by the pure and wild beauty, he stayed there until Kiiri found him, five years later. Now he is a nomad, wandering when he wants, occasionally meeting up with Kiiri, just generally enjoying life.


Don't Bring You Back
xxxxxxItems, Weapons etc.:
xxxxxxxxxxHis bow, an ornamental staff, and his unknown ability to control nature to some extent.


Blue On Black
xxxxxxTheme song:
xxxxxxxxxxBlue on Black - Kenny Wayne Shepard
PostPosted: Tue Oct 14, 2008 2:29 pm


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xxxxωђαŧ Ψøu Nєєð ŧø Ҝŋøω…
So You're The One I've Waited On
xxxxxFull Name:
xxxxxxxxxxDalamar Vaenus


The One I've Been Dreaming Of
xxxxxNicknames:
xxxxxxxxxxFondly called Vae by his lover and best friend, Soraya


Now That I Know, It's Hard To Let Go
xxxxxPhysical Age:
xxxxxxxxxx25


I Don't Want To Lose Your Love
xxxxxReal Age:
xxxxxxxxxx254


But What Can I Do, I Can't Make You Stay Here
xxxxxRace:
xxxxxxxxxxVampire


But If You Should Choose To Go Your Own Way
xxxxxSex:
xxxxxxxxxxMale


Where Ever You're Going, Where Ever You Turn
xxxxxHeight:
xxxxxxxxxx6’ 3”


Remember This Moment, Remember These Words
xxxxxWeight:
xxxxxxxxxx125


I Will, I Will
xxxxxAppearance:
xxxxxxxxxxDalamar


Give Up My Life For You If You Want It
xxxxxAllies, friends:
xxxxxxxxxxSoraya


Give Up My Heart, You Already Own It
xxxxxEnemies, rivals:
xxxxxxNone… yet


I'll Do Anything, I'll Go Anywhere
xxxxxBounty:
xxxxxxxxxxNone… yet


I Look In Your Eyes, And I see Our Life
xxxxxAbilities:
xxxxxxxxxxHe can manipulate the time/space continuum. (He doesn’t actually manipulate it, he is able to manipulate the molecules of him and anything he chooses to speed up so much that it is as if time has slowed.)


So Full Of Happiness, Do You See The Same
xxxxxFears/Weaknesses:
xxxxxxxxxxIf for some reason he was unable to restore his molecules back to their original state, after three days he and anything else in a state of ‘suspended animation’ would start to disintegrate. When he moves into suspended animation, as a side effect of his molecules speeding up, they emit a sweet smell, peppery and minty, but also flowery; like the taste of an exquisite wine is to the tongue, so is this scent to the nose.



xxxxNøω, Ŀєŧ’ς Gєŧ Ρєяֆøŋαℓ…
Just Someone You'll Blame For Things That You Might Have Missed
xxxxxPersonality:
xxxxxxxxxxHe is kind, but in an almost sarcastic or cynical sense. He’ll help you in you’re time of need, but only if it benefits him. He can be harsh and loving in the same breath, and his odd way of thinking often brings others to his way of thinking and leaves them wondering if they were ever right in the first place.


I Don't Want To Weigh You Down Like An Anchor
xxxxxBio:
xxxxxxxxxxHe was born into royalty, but when he turned 21, he disowned his family and left to become a gyp. Unable to let go of his upbringing, he found himself the victim of many crimes, all initiated by his quick temper and sharp tongue. Vowing to give vengeance, he soon found himself in the middle of a blood feud that crossed many generations. One night, drunk, a passing vampire found him passed out in the mud outside a brothel, and changed him. It was not long after that he found Soraya, and almost 200 years later, his quest for vengeance finds him in the Dark Isles.


If Thats How You See Me Now I would Rather Let You Go Free
xxxxxItems, Weapons etc.:
xxxxxxxxxxA simple dagger, one on each wrist under his clothing, and one on each calf, inside his boots.


Just Sail Away, If That's What You Need, If Thats What It Takes
xxxxxTheme song:
xxxxxxxxxx"I Will" - Jimmy Wayne

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PostPosted: Sat Dec 20, 2008 9:40 am


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xxxxωђαŧ Ψøu Nєєð ŧø Ҝŋøω…
Just A Girl Born In Dixie, Washed In The Blood
xxxxxFull Name:
xxxxxxxx Soraya Vaenus


And Raised On The Banks Of The Mississippi Mud
xxxxxNicknames:
xxxxxxxxxxCalled Raya by her lover, Dalamar


She Always Had A Thing About Falling In Love With A Bad Boy
xxxxxPhysical Age:
xxxxxxxxxx20


They Could See It All Coming
xxxxxReal Age:
xxxxxxxxxx310


But Her Daddy Never Dreamed
xxxxxRace:
xxxxxxxxxxVampiric Elf


She’d Grow Up That Fast
xxxxxSex:
xxxxxxxxxxFemale


The Way A Girl Gets When She Turns Seventeen, Kinda Crazy
xxxxxHeight:
xxxxxxxxxx5’7”


She’s A Rebel Child And A Preachers Daughter
xxxxxWeight:
xxxxxxxxxx125


She Was Baptized In Dirty Water
xxxxxAppearance:
xxxxxxxxxxSoraya


Her Mamma Cried The First Time They Caught Her With Me
xxxxxAllies, Friends:
xxxxxxxxxxDalamar


They Knew They Couldn’t Stop Her
xxxxxEnemies, Rivals:
xxxxxxxxxxNone


She Holds Tight To Me And The Bible
xxxxxBounty:
xxxxxxxxxxNone… Yet


On The Back Seat Of My Motorcycle
xxxxxAbilities:
xxxxxxxxxxSoraya is very strong, and a practiced fighter. She is very swift, and can out run and outsmart most others the has had to fight.


Left Her Daddy Standing There Preaching To The Choir
xxxxxFears/ Weaknesses:
xxxxxxxxxxSpiders, being seperated from Dalamar. Fire is her biggest fear.



xxxxNøω, Ŀєŧ’ς Gєŧ Ρєяֆøŋαℓ…
God Love Her
xxxxxPersonality:
xxxxxxxxxxShe is a good girl gone bad, to put it bluntly. She is very beautiful, and uses that to her advantage. Her favorite pastime is riding, with her hair whipping in the wind and felling free. She loves to frolic, and is very playful and sarcastic. Raya has very cat-like qualities, her grace and stealth make her seem as if she isn't really part of this world.
She is nice, her love for people driving her to do the best of her ability, even as her need for their life drives her to do evil. She will seduce both men and women to get what she needs, but is totally faithful to Dalamar.


She Kissed Her Mamma Good-bye
xxxxxBio:
xxxxxxxxxxShe was a 'lovely lady, perfect for a respectable marriage.' But Raya had other plans. She wanted to see the world, and she didn't want her marriage to hinder her. So she ran away with another man, a bad boy, discracing both her family and their name. When Raya was sleeping one night, the man she had run with changed her. The pain and anger this caused her led her to kill the man. She stayed with the pack until she was strong enough to go out on her own, when she left. About 75 years later, Raya found Dalamar, and now their quest for vengence on the man that changed Dalamar leads them to the Dark Isles.


With Amazing Grace, We Made California Alive
xxxxxItems, Weapons, etc.:
xxxxxxxxxxShe always keeps a dagger on her person, tucked into her pants, and often uses her speed along with her sly and foxy wit to overpower and undermine her opponent.


Just Like An Angel She Saved My Soul From The Devil
xxxxxTheme Song:
xxxxxxxxxxGod Love Her - Toby Keith
PostPosted: Fri Feb 13, 2009 2:26 pm


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You sucked me in
xxxxx Cիձբձշէєբ Nձաє:
xxxxxxxxxxTaesa Rae Andraste

And played my mind
xxxxx Nւշкըձաєչ:
xxxxxxxxxxTae, Rae, Raste

Just like a toy
xxxxx Gєըժєբ:
xxxxxxxxxxFemale

You would crank and wind
xxxxx Pիվչւշձլ Aցє:
xxxxxxxxxx20

Baby I would give 'till you wore it out
xxxxx Aշէմձլ Aցє:
xxxxxxxxxx6

You left me lyin’ in a pool of doubt
xxxxx Sєջմձլւէվ:
xxxxxxxxxxStraight


But you’re still thinking you’re the Daddy Mac
xxxxx Aթթєձբձըշє:
xxxxxxxxxxTaesa

You should’ve known better
xxxxx Hєւցիէ:
xxxxxxxxxx5’4”

But you didn’t and you can’t go back
xxxxx Wєւցիէ:
xxxxxxxxxx115 lbs

Life goes on
xxxxx Hձւբ:
xxxxxxxxxxTaesa has waist length hair.
xxxxxxxxxxDaytime:
xxxxxxxxxxIt is blond during the day, and straight as a pin. When it is disturbed from its usual resting position, it will lift itself and reposition it so that it is more comfortable. It looks similar to the wind blowing her hair.
xxxxxxxxxxNighttime:
xxxxxxxxxxTaesa’s hair is black at night, and falls in beautiful loose curls down her back. They flow like shadows on a lake, and shimmer like the stars.
xxxxxxxxxxIt has red highlights regardless of the time of day.

And it’s only gonna make me strong
xxxxx Eվєչ:
xxxxxxxxxxHer eyes are full and beautiful. They are almond shaped, and although she doesn’t wear any makeup, they look almost smoky around the edges; her wide blue-green eyes are rimmed with dark red lashes. Her eyes tell her moods, they sparkle when she is playful and dance with tears when she is sad. Her brow furrows when she is upset of confused, and they glow when she is mad. Her eyes are very expressive.

Once you get on board
xxxxx Bմւլժ:
xxxxxxxxxxTaesa is of average build. Because of her extraordinary abilities, she is stronger than all humans, but is not any larger than most. She is fairly petit.

Say goodbye, ‘cause you can’t go back
xxxxx Mձբкւըցչ:
xxxxxxxxxxShe has a spiraling dark red tattoo that cascades down her back, across her lower back and down her left buttock and thigh.

Oh, it’s a fight
xxxxx Cլօէիւըց/Sէվլє:
xxxxxxxxxx Taesa is a fan on comfy clothing that allows her room to move, but also accentuates her figure. They are usually low cut tops that are loose and flow-y, that tie up the waist and wrist, and large Capri style pants that tie up the calf.

And I really wanna get it right
xxxxx Aշշєչչօբւєչ/Jєպєլբվ:
xxxxxxxxxxShe usually only wears one pendant. It is green, a simple stone in gold, that she wears on a simple gold chain. It hangs just below her collar bone.

Where I’m at
xxxxx Pєբչօըձլւէվ:
xxxxxxxxxxNice:
xxxxxxxxxxShe will help those in need, most especially the innocent. She loved to punish those who do wrong, but also looks upon them with pity, for in her mind they do not know what they do is wrong.
xxxxxxxxxxA touch of malevolence:
xxxxxxxxxxHer impish smirk makes people stop in their tracks and wonder. She does have the tendency to be a little mean, but only when it benefits everyone in the long run. She tends to stay on the bad side of the good spectrum (when she’s on the spectrum…), and has shaky moral values. She will help many, but turn her back on others. She loves revenge, and cynical humor.
xxxxxxxxxxHumorus:
xxxxxxxxxxShe has a sense of humor. She loves to make people think outside the box and look at things from other angles.

It’s my life before me
xxxxx Rձշє:
xxxxxxxxxxFallen Angel

Got this feeling that I can’t go back
xxxxx Aլլւձըշє:
xxxxxxxxxxTaesa has no real alliance, rather, she goes with whatever decisions benefit her and bring adventure to her normally dull life.


Wish I knew then
xxxxx Pբւաձբվ պєձթօը:
xxxxxxxxxxHer magic

What I know now
xxxxx Oէիєբ պєձթօըչ:
xxxxxxxxxxShe keeps a small dagger tucked up her sleeve.

You held all the cards
xxxxx Iաթօբէaըէ օճյєct(չ) շձբբւєժ:
xxxxxxxxxxHer wings


xxxxNøω, Ŀєŧ’ς Gєŧ Ρєяֆøŋαℓ…

And sold me out
xxxxx Bւօ:
xxxxxxxxxxShe was born and raised a Catholic, and even went to a Catholic school for the first 12 years of her life. Her friends called her house the ‘House of God’. Rebelling against her parents and her religion, she became addicted to drugs and her life was ruined. When her live-in boyfriend left her, she went insane, her previously undiagnosed manic depression leading her to commit suicide. Drifting in the void between life and eternity, she came to realize the weight of her actions and prayed to be saved. When she awoke, Taesa had wings of blue sky and feathers.


Shame on you if you fool me once, shame on me if you fool me twice
xxxxx Lւкєչ: xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Dւչլւкєչ:
xxxxxxxxxxChocolatexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Spiders
xxxxxxxxxxMaking men squirmxxxxxxxxx Cobwebs
xxxxxxxxxxThe sunxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx| Mud
xxxxxxxxxxThe moonxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Death
xxxxxxxxxxStarsxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Darkness
xxxxxxxxxxFlowers xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Sunburn
xxxxxxxxxxButterflies xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Pepper
xxxxxxxxxxAnimalsxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Spicy food
xxxxxxxxxxCats xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx|| Cloudy days
xxxxxxxxxxLife xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Debt
xxxxxxxxxxAdventure xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Hunger
xxxxxxxxxxWaterxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Dogs
xxxxxxxxxxWildernessxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Boredom
xxxxxxxxxxRainxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx| Hatred

You’ve been a pretty hard case to crack
xxxxx Hօճճւєչ:
xxxxxxxxxxTaesa usually flies in her free time, enjoying the feel of the wind beneath her wings. She also loves t read and enjoys sitting in the sunshine, so occasionally she will take a good book and find a sunny meadow and sit and enjoy it for hours.

Should've known better but I didn't
xxxxx Sթєշւaլ tձլєըէչ:
xxxxxxxxxxOther than her magic, nothing.


And I can’t go back
xxxxx IQ լєսєլ:
xxxxxxxxxxNormal

Life goes on
xxxxx Lєսєլ օf շօաաօը չєըչє:
xxxxxxxxxxNormal, unless she is angry, in which case occasionally she can be hot headed.

And it’s only gonna make me strong
xxxxx Sէբєըցէի:
xxxxxxxxxxNormal, for a winged creature. She is above average in her human form, beyond ‘She-Hulk’ in her demi-form, and the usual for a falcon.


It’s a fact
xxxxx Fєձբչ/Wєձкըєչչєչ:
xxxxxxxxxxTaesa is deathly afraid of losing her wings. If she were to never be able to use them again, she wouldn’t know what to do, she would be lost in the world.

Once you get on board
xxxxx Fբւєըժչ/Aլլւєչ
xxxxxxxxxxAt this point, she is friends with whomever.

Say goodbye
xxxxx Eըєաւєչ/Rւսձլչ
xxxxxxxxxxNone, yet….


Cause you can’t go back
xxxxx Qմօէєչ:
xxxxxxxxxx
({What lies before us and what lies beyond us is tiny compared to what lies within us})


It’s a fight
xxxxx Tիєաє Sօըց:
xxxxxxxxxxLife Goes On –LeAnn Rimes

And I really wanna get it right
xxxxx Gձւձ Nձաє:
xxxxxxxxxxÐօօա Ƥբօթիєէєչչ

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PostPosted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 6:09 pm


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HEED my [words] »╭❦

passiing THROUGH my m e m o r y




xxxx»--» somethiing HiiDDEN d e e p wiithin╭❦
xxxxxxxxVrai-Soleil Reine
xxxxxxxxxxxxVrai- The French word meaning Truth
xxxxxxxxxxxxSoleil- The French word for Sun
xxxxxxxxxxxxReine- The French word for Queen
xxxx»--» whiispered DREAMS l o n g past╭❦
xxxxxxxxRai,Sol
xxxx»--» holdiing TiiGHT t o memoriies╭❦
xxxxxxxxAge:22
xxxxxxxxBirthdate: 7/13
xxxx»--» forgettiing TiiME f l ii e s fast ╭❦
xxxxxxxxFemale
xxxx»--» losiing GRiiP o n realiity╭❦
xxxxxxxxDemons
xxxx»--» searchiing FOREVER f o r someone╭❦
xxxxxxxxShe is straight, and she has no crushes or significant others… that she will tell you about…



HOPiiNG for a (m ii r a c l e) »╭❦

what iif NOTHiiNG ever c h a n g e s




xxxx»--» lookiing THROUGH b r o k e n miirrors╭❦
xxxxVrai is very beautiful, in a startling and pure way.
xxxxxxxxBody
xxxxShe is tall and thin, but not so tall as to stand out in a crowd. Her body is appealing, even to those of the same sex, and with her voluptuous curves, she can walk into a room and still a crowd, her bountiful bust and slim hips appealing to many. She wears clothes that accentuate her figure, and wears them well. Tight pants, usually spandex or leather, sometimes jeans, and boots that bind up the leg and pants bottoms, and tight skimpy spidery shirts are her favorite choice of clothes.
xxxxxxxxHead
xxxxShe has long dark hair that shimmers red in the right light, and is very startling against her light skin. She is not pale, just fair. Her eyes are a pale green and have startling depth. She had eyes that appear to look into the depths of your soul, and she always seems to know what you are thinking.
xxxxEven with all these features, she appears ignorant to her affect on people.
xxxx»--» castiing SHADOWS t h r o u g h myself╭❦
xxxxxxxxPersonality
xxxxShe is nice, and appears to be naïve, but she is really very smart and aware of her surroundings. Vrai can be your best friend of your worst enemy. She will take revenge on those that have wronged her, vengeance on those that do wrong by her and help those that help her. She has severe mood swings on occasion, and often bottles up her emotions. Her emotions often show in her eyes, but she has the strange ability to shut off her emotions, creating a void in which everything is straight forward and logical, not clouded by emotions. She can sense a persons emotions and thoughts, which often affects her mood, depending on whether or not the person is sad. She loves to help, but will only be of any use if there is something in it for her in the end, some advantage for her. She loves colors, and the color she is wearing generally reflects her mood. Vrai is very cuddly, and loves to be near others, but beware, she might stab you in the back while you are sleeping. Though she does not appear mean or violent to any extent, she will not shirk at punching someone in the face if it pleases her, though she much prefers to cause pain in ways that doesn't leave a mark. Mental and emotional pain are her personal favorites.
xxxxVrai is very emotional, so she meditates to help calm herself. These meditations can take minutes to hours, depending on how agitated she is.
xxxx»--» shariing EXiiSTENCES w ii t h somebody╭❦
xxxxBirth
xxxxxxxxIt was a beautiful summer day on the day that she walked into a small town on the outskirts of Sweden, her clothing tattered and torn, her feet bloodied from walking without rest. She had walked a long way, her passage of time marked only by the number of leaves tucked in her hair. 24. 24 days she had been wandering alone in the wilderness. She remembered nothing, or perhaps it was that she chose to remember nothing, for the memories of her passage were so horrific that she could not bear to remember them. She was trim, but not emaciated, from not eating enough on her journey, and though her hair was ratty and dirty, the color still shown through. It was a deep red, the kind that evokes feelings of calm and fear at the same time. She remembered nothing except the feel of the wilderness in her veins and would always yearn for that complete freedom into her teens. And she would never remember what she saw on the trail until many years later.
xxxxNamed
xxxxxxxxHer memory gone, so she was called Vrai, for the truth of pain that her feet bore, and Soleil, for the sun that shone upon her shimmery auburn hair that day. She had been given to a family that lived in the town, next to the mountains, the lush green fields around the town stopping at their doorstep, welcoming this new child into the world, where she grew vibrant, loving the rains and new green buds that spring brought with it when it awakened from its slumber. Vrai seemed unable to tell a lie, often covering up wrongs with half truths, but she blossomed, the constant sunshine bringing a touch of color to her pale cheeks, and her hair growing darker with each passing year, until eventually only the sun could bring out the red that was so cherished by the towns folk.
xxxxDeparture
xxxxxxxxIt was raining the night she decided to leave. She knew that if she left now, no one would ever know that she was gone, her footprints washed away with the mud, and all traces of her gone from the only home she had ever known. Vrai paused at the door; her footsteps quiet even to her, and looked back one last time. She would miss it here, on her long journey, but her yearning for freedom far surpassed her love for the only family that she had ever known. She needed this, she realized as she opened the door slowly and quietly, not wishing to wake anyone. She hoped that they would just forget, for she knew that her departure from this place would hurt more than if she had cut them with a knife. Vrai stepped outside; the cold rain pelting her hair as she quietly closed the door behind her, the pounding of the rain on the rooftops drowning out any sound the door made as it scraped across the rough wooden floor of the house. Tears ran down her face and mixed with the rain as she stepped from the village, her old life behind her and a new one on the horizon. All she needed to do was to find it.
xxxxDeath
xxxxxxxxShe had been away for more than four years when she next thought of the village and family that Vrai had left behind on that fateful night. The thought tore a raw new hole in her heart, and tears ran down her face that night as she lay next to her husband. She was only 18, there was so much life to be lived, and she had left everything for this failing marriage and a husband that beat her. She couldn’t fight back, not with her fists, the child in her womb wouldn’t permit that, but she could fight back in other ways, Vrai realized, her tears leaving tracks on her dirt stained face and falling into her matted hair that had once been the treasure of her being. That night Vrai resolved to destroy her husband before he destroyed her. And that’s exactly what she did. By morning, he was dead, the poison working so fast that she had only to wait ten minutes while he thrashed around in the bed before she felt his spirit die. She knew then that she could never go back, and left her quaint house with only the clothes on her back, once again succumbing to the wilderness that had so entranced her in her youth. It was many days before she was found, this time by a people that knew the magic that comes with time and patience. She begged them, in her last hours, to teach her their ways. They denied her, with the reasoning that“where you are going, there is no need for magic, for in this place your spirit is strong, so in that place, you will have what it is you wish for, even if you cannot be what it is you wish.” Within an hour, she succumbed to the darkness that had called to her spirit for so many years. And Vrai was gone, from one world and into the next.
xxxxRebirth
xxxxxxxxWhen Vrai awoke from her deep slumber, she was alone, the strange tribesmen gone, and everything that she had known. For days she wandered, her empty mind filling with things that she knew but didn’t. She found things that were intriguing, butterflies whose wings were but skeletons but that could still fly, and animals whose flesh rotted on their bones, who followed her, their bodies thirsting for her still fresh blood. She wandered, night and day blending together until she had no recollection of how much time had passed. Vrai walked through desert, with rivers so clouded with blood that the brackish water wasn’t fit for dogs to drink. She walked to the coast of an unknown sea. Her voice, unused for so long rang out, bell like and called to the long dead beings of the time. They came to her, their ears following the sound of her flesh. One came to her, his eyes falling out of his sockets, and his flesh being eaten. He said that she should not speak, for if one word is spoken to those who do not return, then she would become one. He continued that a time would come when she would have to choose. Life with wings in a place of light, or life with wings in a place of darkness. When this choice came upon her, she would not know, but her actions would determind what life she would live for eternity. This was the life he had chosen, he said, and would not wish it upon one so young and fresh as she. As the last words were uttered from his dismembered lips, he faded away, leaving nothing around her. Everything was gone. And the choice would be on her sooner than she thought.
xxxxChoice
xxxxxxxxVrai looked about her the emptiness of this place astounding her. She looked around, the horizon blending with the sky around her so that the emptiness was all around. Her footsteps didn’t echo off the sand colored rock beneath her feet. As she looked to her left, something caught her attention. A figure in the sand. One that hadn’t been there a minute before. Vrai walked over to it, her bloodied feet leaving dark footprints in the sand. She crouched by the figure, oblivious to her own pain as the figure writhed in the sand. Vrai reached out, her hands gently lifting the hood off of the figures face, revealing a young man. His hands and face were bloody, the front of his robe dark, stained with his life blood. She recoiled, the sight making her flinch and gag, the small assaulting her nostrils. The man reached up, his skin paper thin and pale, and reached for her. He spoke, his voice raspy and his breath rotting. “Speak. Speak and let the last words be kind ones.” Vrai stood, backing away slowly at the sight of living death before her. She turned and ran, tears streaming down her cheeks, and the sight slowly dissolving behind her, the man who had talked to her slowly forming in front of her. He reached his hands out and gently touched her face. “You have failed the test,” his words were humble. “But because you have shown pity on this man, you will not fall to a fate the same as mine. You will be one, like us, but fresh and young, destined to wreak havoc on all whom come close to you.” His words faded, and with them himself, and Vrai, exhausted from all she had endured, fell to the ground, destined to a life of hell.
xxxxxxxxOr so she thought…



PRAYiiNG that tiime (s l o w s) »╭❦

dreamiing that EVERYTHiiNG stops s p ii n g ii n g



xxxx»--» wastiing TiiME w ii t h you ╭❦
xxxx Chocolate
xxxx Touching other objects spirits
xxxx That hot guy across the room
xxxx The night sky and stars
xxxx Thunderstorms rolling across the sky
xxxx Rain
xxxx Clawed Animals
xxxx Rich food
xxxx Spicy food
xxxx Cats
xxxx That hot guy over there
xxxx The pain of others
xxxx Love
xxxx That other hot guy over there
xxxx French toast
xxxx Working magic
xxxx That hot guy that just got in that porsche
xxxx Did I mention hot guys?
xxxx»--» faciing TERRORS f r o m hell╭❦
xxxx Bland food
xxxx Cobwebs
xxxx Hunger
xxxx Rainbows
xxxx The color pink
xxxx Children, especially ones with colds
xxxx Mud
xxxx Being bored
xxxx Girly-girls
xxxx Unruly hair
xxxx Cold fingers
xxxx Aches and pains
xxxx Long, drawn out speeches
xxxx Cold in general
xxxx Wind
xxxx Hail
xxxx Noisy people
xxxx»--» wonderiing WHY p e o p l e try╭❦
xxxxThe inability to concentrate due to exhaustion or hunger; when she is unable to concentrate, Vrai cannot reach the quiet calm pace in her mind where her spirit can be found. When she is unable to reach her spirit, she finds herself anxious and restless. She cannot meditate and find her naturally calm and cool composure.
xxxxBeing overly emotional; when she gets too emotional, Vrai can snap and cause immense pain to those around her. It is best not to be on her bad side. Most of the time she can control these urges to snap, but just to be on the safe side, you might want to keep any weapons out of reach… Yes, that means that precious goblet sitting on that shelf. Price will not deter her from throwing things.
xxxxBeing in near proximity to any of the things that she dislikes, especially children. These things have the tendency to make her shiver and curl up in a ball. Vrai can deal with the cold. But the children… I shudder at the thought of what they can do to her.


CATCHiiNG a falliing (s t a r) »╭❦

walkiing alone FOREVER lost w a n d e r ii n g



xxxx»--» fiightiing FOR e v e r y t h ii n g riight╭❦
xxxxShe always keeps two long daggers on her person at all times, one in her boots, and one in her sleeve, tied to her wrist for easy access.
xxxx»--» usiing POWERS l ii k e weapons╭❦
xxxxShe can sense a persons emotions and thoughts. She can affect the spirit of things around her, making plants grow or die, melding rock in her hands and being able to hold and play with fire are among her abilities. Her spirit is sensitive to the spirits of things around her.
xxxx»--» utteriing HEARTFELT p r a y e r s for you╭❦

xxxxBattle not with monsters
xxxxLest ye become a monster
xxxxAnd if you gaze into the Abyss
xxxxThen the Abyss gazes into you.
xxxxxxxxxFriedrich Nietzsche

xxxxYour vison will become clear
xxxxOnly when you look into your heart
xxxxWho looks outside, Dreams
xxxxWho looks inside, Awakens
xxxxxxxxCarl Jung



FADiiNG from darkeniing (s k ii e s) »╭❦

lookiing for SOMEPLACE to b e l o n g




xxxx»--» heariing S O N G S with a n open HEART╭❦
xxxx “When You’re Evil”- Voltaire
xxxx “Welcome to Hell” – Trace Adkins

xxxx»--» untiieiing those T H II N G S that b ii n d me HERE╭❦
xxxxDoom Prophetess
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