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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 10:05 am
Takara Katsuye Sonohara xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅxxxxx
⇨ Some people call me Takara, I despise nicknames
⇨ My fate was sealed November 28th
⇨ Last time I checked I was Seventeen
⇨ Oh and obviously I'm a Female
xxxxxｂｅｎｅａｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｓｋｉｎxxxxx
⇨ No one knows it, but I'm actually Wrath
⇨ I tend to be very mean, hateful, and angry at the world. So I take it out on anyone that irritates me. Which is pretty much everyone. Some people say I'm a bit of a b***h, but that's just because I hate them. I'm also quite merciless and I kill without feeling any guilt. But I just follow the rules of karma. You piss me off, then I make sure you pay. What comes around goes around. Oh! I should probably mention that I'm a very good actress and a great liar. So when I need to, I can actually pretend to be nice and level headed. That drives me insane though and I don't do it unless it's absolutely necessary.
⇨ Oh and I absolutely love this stuff!
❤ Pain
❤ Corruption
❤ Darkness
❤ Anger
❤ Victory
❤ Fighting
❤ Weapons
❤ War
❤ Reading
❤ Chaos
❤ Rain
❤ Storms
⇨ But you better keep these away from me!
✖ Everyone
✖ Being underestimated
✖ People annoying her
✖ Sunny days
✖ Animals
✖ The Virtues
✖ Hiding
✖ Losing
✖ Getting hurt
✖ Showing mercy
⇨ Well, I guess it all started since the day I was born. I always felt a deep hatred and rage brewing deep inside of me. No matter what anyone did for me, I was never happy. I would have tantrums all the time and I would break or destroy anything I could get my little hands on. My parents had no choice but to take me to therapy. They thought maybe it would help. Of course, it didn't. Every time I heard that therapist's voice I'd snap. He said I had this crazy look in my eyes and I'd scream at him to shut up. He even requested for my parents to find a different therapist for me or to lock me in an asylum. I guess he couldn't handle me. Unfortunately, my parents didn't take his advice and they just let me continue on with my 'horrible behavior'. I guess they assumed that I'd grow out of it as I got older. It only got worse though. By the time I turned twelve I could hear this voice in my head. The voice kept saying that I was to do everything it said and then all of my problems would just disappear. I wasn't sure why I agreed. I guess I just didn't simply care what would happen. Maybe I just wanted to know what freedom felt like.
The reason didn't really matter though. That night, I stabbed both my parents while my mother was cooking dinner while also stealing as much money as I could from them. I didn't bother turning off the stove though. I left it on and let a fire start to burn away their bodies and all of the evidence. I then ran away and the voice lead me to this city. It said it had friends here. People who would already know who I am. It was explained to me then that I was now Wrath. I was to do everything the voice told me or I'd suffer the consequences. I no longer control my decisions or my life. The voice decides everything for me. I found an apartment complex to live at. No one questioned me about my young age since I paid up front. As long as they didn't ask me where I got the money, I would always be able to pay. Everything basically worked out and now I go to the high school here to maintain an alibi. My true purpose, however, is hidden until I find the other six sins.
xxxxxｅｘｔｒａ ｄｅｔａｉｌｓxxxxx
⇨ Now don't spread this around but I can hear the voice of my sin in my head telling me what to do and I keep a katana stored away in case I need it. Though I use it more often than I should. It's not my fault people piss me off. My mark that symbolizes me as Wrath is on the back of my neck.
⇨ In order to keep myself hidden I pretend to be a junior in high school
⇨ I'd be lost without my little buddy Gypsy who is a black stray cat that never wants to leave me alone
⇨ I hate to admit it but I can't help but think about no one
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 11:06 am
Romeo Lucuis Amore xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅxxxxx
⇨ Some people call me McLovin', Cupid, Eros
⇨ My fate was sealed February 14th
⇨ Last time I checked I was Nineteen
⇨ Oh and obviously I'm a Male
xxxxxｂｅｎｅａｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｓｋｉｎxxxxx
⇨ No one knows it, but I'm actually Lust
⇨ I tend to be very lustful, I guess would be the right word. I love girls, honestly, a lot. Well, not love, but lust for them. And it's not just your basic teenage-guy hormones talking. I think dirty and talk dirty and I cuss worse than a sailor. I'm a bit of a crotchdog, I'll have to say. When I get that feeling about a girl, I'm hooked on her like crack. But enough about that, you get it. I'm actually a pretty cool guy behind all the lust- I'm sure as hell charming and sexy, so I hardly ever have to chase after girls. They come runnin'. And I'm pretty funny when I want to be but I'm not exactly the smartest person out there, I'll have to admit. My common sense must've been knocked out of my brain when I was a kid or something, because I hardly ever do what's 'right'. I can be a sweet and understanding guy, but if you set me off, they'll never find your body. I do have a temper, as you can tell, so don't mess with me.
⇨ Oh and I absolutely love this stuff!
❤ Sex
❤ Girls
❤ Alcohol
❤ Dogs
❤ Drugs
❤ Sweet Foods
❤ Kissing
❤ Music
❤ Fighting
❤ Sports
⇨ But you better keep these away from me!
✖ Love
✖ Children
✖ Brightness
✖ Pink
✖ The Virtues
✖ Pain
✖ Losing
✖ School
✖ Books
✖ Bugs
⇨ Well, I guess it all started when I turned six. My mom got me this babysitter- and, get this right, I'd never shown any signs of being 'lustful' before this- and she was super-hot. She used to rock me to sleep (even though I was six) and read me stories and stuff. But, one night, when my folks were gone, she invited her boyfriend over. At first, all I saw was kissing and touching. Didn't really effect me. Then they got it on. On my couch! I was scarred- until I was about seven. I had the same babysitter still but she'd recently broken up with her boyfriend, so she was all boo-hoo. I accidentally touched her somewhere once and... she liked it, I guess. I didn't quite understand that she was using me for her own lustful purposes until my eighth birthday. She said she had a special present, but that I'd have to go over to her house to get it. My parents agreed, because they were going to be out gambling that night, so I went over there. And she... raped me. Well, I guess rape wouldn't be the right word, because I honestly liked it. But we did it. No one found out for months- and, when they did, my parents had her locked away. They just pitied me, figuring it was agianst my own will, but I guess that's how and when my 'puberty' started. And that's when the voice in my had started to speak to me, as well. I was in third grade and most of the girls figured us boys still had cooties. Except this little redhead. She was new and she was real friendly with me. So, at her birthday party, we did it. She enjoyed it and told no one. Lucky me, right? So my streak of love went on and on- but I was caught towards the end of tenth grade. My mom found all the pictures I'd hidden in my dresser drawer. I'd cut them out of yearbooks and pasted them together- my 'Scrapbook of Love Lust'. You can figure I was grounded for along time, but I was also sent to therapy. That didn't help. It just made things worse. When I was finally released from therapy, my mom informed me that we were moving. I was devastated but the voice told me it was a good thing. And that I'd soon be with people who were like me. It told me they were sins, like me. And it told me that I was Lust. I didn't understand what that meant but I went along with it. By now, my scrapbook has doubled. I've earned a reputation around school, for sure, but I'm also pretty popular. Life couldn't get any better- except if I find these other sins.
xxxxxｅｘｔｒａ ｄｅｔａｉｌｓxxxxx
⇨ Now don't spread this around but there's a voice in the back of my head that keeps talking about girls- which has kind of led to where I am. But I have a mark on my chest that symbolizes me as Lust.
⇨ In order to keep myself hidden I pretend to be a senior in high school.
⇨ I'd be lost without my little buddy Tye, my white german shepard.
⇨ I hate to admit it but I can't help but think about any girl with a pulse.
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 1:08 pm
Carita Maxeen Hunter xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅxxxxx
⇨ Some people call me Max or Care-bear
⇨ My fate was sealed May 5th.
⇨ Last time I checked I was Eighteen
⇨ Oh and obviously I'm a Female
xxxxxｂｅｎｅａｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｓｋｉｎxxxxx
⇨ No one knows it, but I'm actually Kindness
⇨ I tend to be very optimistic, kind and friendly. I'm the type of girl that won't or at least can't say no to a crying face. I refuse to judge others based on something as trivial as their "social class" like others from my family and I speak my mind loud and clear when I want to. Sometimes I can be a push-over but I can't help it! Strangely, pickpocketing comes easy to me but don't worry, I won't do it without a good reason... or boredom.
⇨ Oh and I absolutely love this stuff!
❤ Sunny days
❤ Cooking
❤ Painting
❤ Happiness
❤ Helping others
❤ Birds
⇨ But you better keep these away from me!
✖ Tears
✖ Bullies
✖ Pompous people
✖ Snakes
✖ Spicy foods
✖ Spiders
⇨ Well, I guess it all started since I was eight years old. At that age, believe it or not, I was kidnapped. My father was an oil tycoon and marrying a famous movie director I called mother, had its benefits in raising their social status. The kidnappers wanted to hold me for ransom because they needed the money to save an orphanage from being closed down by the bank. Being tied up couldn't stop me from eavesdropping and I offered to help them but as you may guess, no one ever listens to kids. I was rescued by the police but instead of feeling satisfied that they were going to jail, everything just seemed wrong. I begged my father to donate money to said orphanage and the bad feeling went away. A few years down the road, the servants of the household gave me the nickname "Care-bear" since I always helped them in their work. Unfortunately, my mother was disgusted that I was helping "the help" and told my tutors to increase my work load so that I would only have time to eat and sleep. The worst part was that she began to set up these blind dates with "young rich bachelors" and I was still fifteen! I even met a "thirteen year old" who had a really long beard which I don't think was possible. I ran away disgusted with "her way of thinking" and managed to get a job at a cafe. I've been doing odd jobs for the past three years so far to earn money for myself instead of depending on my folks and I still pay visits to the orphanage.
xxxxxｅｘｔｒａ ｄｅｔａｉｌｓxxxxx
⇨ Now don't spread this around but I have a mark on my stomach that symbolizes me as Kindness and I'm the only heir for my rich parents, unfortunately.
⇨ In order to keep myself hidden I pretend to Part-time cafe waitress.
⇨ I'd be lost without my little buddy Bamboo, a blue canary.
⇨ I hate to admit it but I can't help but think about no one at the moment.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 11:13 am
Nikolai Vissarion Byko xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅxxxxx
⇨ Some people call me Nick, Nicki, Soviet Sloth
⇨ My fate was sealed
December 20
⇨ Last time I checked I was 25
⇨ Oh and obviously I'm a Male
xxxxxｂｅｎｅａｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｓｋｉｎxxxxx
⇨ No one knows it, but I'm actually Sloth
⇨ I tend to be very lazy, as many people claim. In truth, dearie, I'm much, much more. There's much about me that I won't reveal, which is why many think of me as mysterious, but do not think of me as a mysterious bad boy of a loner, dearie, because I'm not at all like that. I flirt. A lot. Be it a boy or a girl, I will chase you until you're the one under my spell. Some people think that I surpase even Lust himself because of this, but I wouldn't dare mess with that dashing man of a Sin's job. No, flirting and toying with many hearts is my form of manipulation. I am manipulative, yes, buy why should I be doing things when there are others wanting to do it for me?
⇨ Oh and I absolutely love this stuff!
❤ Sleeping
❤ Flirting
❤ Sex
❤ Manipulating others
❤ Vodka
❤ Banjo music
❤ Men
❤ Women
❤ Birds
❤ Puppets
⇨ But you better keep these away from me!
✖ Having to work
✖ Memories
✖ Relationships
⇨ Well, I guess it all started It's a long, long story, dearie, but I suppose I've no choice, hmm? You see, dearie, I'm....... I'm not like most people. I was turned into a Sin much longer than any other Sin; it was back when Russia was still known as the Soviet Union, and Joseph Stalin still ruled through World War II. Have you ever heard of a Concentration Camp, dearie? Yes, well they had many of those in Russia, only these were much worse. Gulags, were what they were called, and no one was safe from it. Trust me, darling, I know. I was silent back then, for none of us could speak or we'd be thrown into a Gulag. I was still just as flirtacious as ever and just finished breaking the news to a woman that I had no intention for a relationship. The dearie was so outraged that she told a police officer that I planned to kill Stalin, and so I was dragged into the Gulag.
It was a terrible place. Thousands were forced into a tiny barrack in the middle of a blizzard wasteland. Many tried to run, and the guards wouldn't chase them or waste a bullet. Where would you go in the middle of a freezing wasteland? All those that ran froze to death, even some that stayed died the same way. Others were thrown into the war as soldiers, weak as they were, and that included me. It was either death by freezing, or death by a bullet, and if I was going to die, I wanted it to be quick and painless.
Being in the middle of the war wasn't so bad. Terrible, mind you, but a slim man like me was always the type to cook or fix guns. I was terrible at it, but it was certainly better than being in the middle of a rain of bullets, wouldn't you agree? And as I would slave away at these bothersome choirs, I waited for the real reason I joined this Army: Freedom. I was out of the camp, into the snow, darling! If I could, I would run out of this God-forsaken continent and into another one! But there was something holding me back, someone I loved. Hmm, I know what you're thinking, darling: Nikolai in love? Ha! Well scoot that thought out of your mind, dearie, because it was true. Oh he was such a strong man, gorgeous and well spoken! He was thrown into a gulag like me - Oh, how much we had in common! - only he really tried to overthrow Stalin. I don't blame him, the man was completely insane. Anyhow, he joined the war as well, but instead of hide with me, he actually tried to fight his way to freedom. I wanted to tell him how foolish he was, but I never saw him again.
He was dead, that's all that went through my mind, and as I mourned and mourned I knew I had to get out of Mother Russia. So I hid in the trenches. You know trenches, yes? They were holes, kind of like a moat around a castle, only there was no castle and there was no water in the moat, only dead bodies. Yes, there was an incredible amount of corpses in there, a perfect hiding spot. At least that's what I thought. I hid and blended with the dead, dealing with their grotesque faces of pain, the indescribable stench of the dead and their feces, the bone crushing pain when they froze on me or a passing soldier stepped on me.
I waited for three weeks, slowly going through the trenches and stealing what I could from dead soldiers (Not like they would use it, right?). I was almost there until I saw him. My darling Soviet. He was getting ready to climb back up the trench when he saw me. It was such a heart warming reunion, darling, I thought I was going to cry. Might cry now. And as warm as it was, Russia is cold and cruel; the Nazi's must have learned from us. A fighter plane swooped down and shot at the poor man, he never even saw it coming. I ran to him as fast as I could, I ignored my own shot wounds, ignored the toppling corpses. And got to see him die up close.
There was no point in living anymore. Yes yes, I know, stop being emo, but know this, darling: You've suffered the death of a loved one, yes? Multiply that by ten... thousand. It sounds outrageous, I know, but it was the truth. I just waited there for my own death to come, but Fate still enjoyed torturing me. I was taken up by
xxxxxｅｘｔｒａ ｄｅｔａｉｌｓxxxxx
⇨ Now don't spread this around but I am branded as Sloth by my lime green eyes. I got them the same day I escaped Russia. Ah, I'll never forget how terrified I was during those long few years. Yes, some of that fear still occupies my heart at times. Thank goodness for vodka.
⇨ In order to keep myself hidden I pretend to A High School teacher.
⇨ I'd be lost without my little buddy Ezekiel, the crow that's followed me around since my days in Russia.
⇨ I hate to admit it but I can't help but think about no one. Oh dearie, did you already forget that I've no intention to have relationships?
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 1:43 pm
Shakira Sakura Yakamoto xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅxxxxx
⇨ Some people call me Sakura, Shay, Kira, And of course, Pride.
⇨ My fate was sealed April 17th
⇨ Last time I checked I was Nineteen
⇨ Oh and obviously I'm a Female
xxxxxｂｅｎｅａｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｓｋｉｎxxxxx
⇨ No one knows it, but I'm actually Pride!
⇨ I tend to be very I'm very outspoken. I mean what I say, and I say what I mean. I don't take back on anything- because, hey, that's what Pride is! I'm who I am, who I want to be, and no one can change that! I'm well, prideful, but I actually screw up on a lot of things. Like I trip over my own feet. You know that phrase, "I meant to do that?"
That was MY line, and everyone stole it from me. Stupid humans...
⇨ Oh and I absolutely love this stuff!
❤ Being Awesome
❤ Not losing
❤ Parties
❤ Having fun
❤ The other Sins
❤ The Dramatics of Life~
⇨ But you better keep these away from me!
✖ Boring moments in life
✖ The Virtues
✖ Losing
⇨ Well, I guess it all started Well, where should I start? I guess I'd go back to my childhood years...
Well, my mom was always home, always around. I was always running around the house like some toddler- oh wait, I was one! Anyways, I guess my mom began questioning my 'fate' when I started spiting anyone who beat me in a game. It kind of freaked her out.
I learned of my destiny when it was too late, and before I knew it, a Sin had taken over my body in the middle of my SATs. I'd been held back for so long, I stood up and walked out of that school with nothing more than a pencil in my hand.
Now, I'm in New York. Such a fun place. The Parties, The City, The Sights...I love it all!
xxxxxｅｘｔｒａ ｄｅｔａｉｌｓxxxxx
⇨ Now don't spread this around but I wear sunglasses to hide my eyes and their luminescent blue hue. I fear nothing that you will ever know of!
⇨ In order to keep myself hidden I pretend to Be a college student, I'm in Julliard. Wonderful school. Too bad I fudged the data to get in.
⇨ I'd be lost without my little buddy Tigger is so cute! Him and his pink nose and fluffy kitty fur! He's a winner too!
⇨ I hate to admit it but I can't help but think about Why should I love? Sins don't love. I haven't been in a relationship!
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 3:19 pm
Hunter Wyntir Frei xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅxxxxx
⇨ Some people call me Hunt, Wyn, Temperance, but Whatsername is the most common.
⇨ My fate was sealed December 19th
⇨ Last time I checked I was Nineteen
⇨ Oh and obviously I'm a Female
xxxxxｂｅｎｅａｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｓｋｉｎxxxxx
⇨ No one knows it, but I'm actually Temperance
⇨ I tend to be very I'm particularly quiet, I don't say much usually. My name's forgotten a lot within the towns I've passed, so I usually call myself Whatsername. Better to just go with the flow, right? But being Temperance, I'm stubborn, and I stick to my morals. I set goals when I was younger, and I plan to keep them. I'm Temperance for a reason, and for that I am who I am.
⇨ Oh and I absolutely love this stuff!
❤ Reading
❤ The Winter
❤ The Snow
❤ The other virtues
❤ Cocoa
❤ Being remembered
⇨ But you better keep these away from me!
✖Hot days
✖ The Summer
✖ Being forgotten
✖ The Sins
✖ Sex
✖ Drugs
✖ Alcohol
⇨ Well, I guess it all started
It all began when I was about five, my dad had told me I'd grow up to be a virtue. When he told me that, I honestly didn't know what he meant, but now it's perfectly clear.
I was in a movie theatre, and I was nineteen. I forget what i was watching, but when it happened I was clueless what was really going on. Temperance housed itself inside of me. We became a team, and we're here now, to protect the humans.
xxxxxｅｘｔｒａ ｄｅｔａｉｌｓxxxxx
⇨ Now don't spread this around but I can see aura with my glasses.
⇨ In order to keep myself hidden I pretend to I'm right now working part time in a bar. Heh, irony.
⇨ I'd be lost without my little buddy Bleu, my falcon. He's such a good pet, I tended his little wing, he follows me everywhere!
⇨ I hate to admit it but I can't help but think about I have morals, you know!
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 8:10 pm
Akira Michael Hoshi xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅxxxxx
⇨ Some people call me Akira
⇨ My fate was sealed August 17th.
⇨ Last time I checked I was 19 years
⇨ Oh and obviously I'm a Male
xxxxxｂｅｎｅａｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｓｋｉｎxxxxx
⇨ No one knows it, but I'm actually Greed
⇨ I tend to be very Rude, loud and brash. Many think I've forgotten something called manners but I don't care about anyone other that myself and of course, what I own. When something interesting gains my attention, I might become a little obsessed over it until I possess said item. I'm also known to have small temper tantrums if I don't get what I want but that's very rare.
⇨ Oh and I absolutely love this stuff!
❤ Evading the police
❤ Gambling
❤ New things
❤ Tattoos
❤ Fighting
❤ Gardening
⇨ But you better keep these away from me!
✖ Not getting what he wants.
✖ Sharing
✖ Alligators
✖ Losing things
✖ Curiosity
✖ The other sins
⇨ Well, I guess it all started at the age of eleven. You may not know this but I used to be a pleasant child who listened to everything my parents told me. I didn't get into any fights, went to bed one hour before my curfew and even offered to do extra chores. At that time, I was so... gullible. My father had been promoted to the rank of "Chief" and decided to carry the whole family out for dinner. However that night, glaring at pedestrians from behind a glass window, was a small red fox. It looked so beautiful and a small voice kept telling me that I deserved it. I was the perfect child wasn't I? My mother immediately declined when I asked and told me it was a "foolish idea" to have a pet. I accepted her words and didn't ask again but, the small fox kept popping up everything. I-I just couldn't stop thinking about it. The voice wasn't much help since it kept giving me ideas on how to make the animal mine. I needed it! I wanted it. Next thing you know, I'm sitting in my father's office being scolded for stealing. The fox broke free from my grasp when the police had caught me and I was certain that it had been killed by a passing car. The voice disappeared, the coward, and I was grounded for a whole three months. Harsh aren't they but their small "punishment" didn't stop me from my new life of crime. The fox came back and stayed with me through the years and now we live in a pent house together.
xxxxxｅｘｔｒａ ｄｅｔａｉｌｓxxxxx
⇨ Now don't spread this around but I'm a con artist with the mark of "Greed" on my face.
⇨ In order to keep myself hidden I pretend to Senior in high school
⇨ I'd be lost without my little buddy Curse, a red fox. However I have five dogs, three snakes, eight cats, two pigeons and five gerbils.
⇨ I hate to admit it but I can't help but think about Anyone I want, I can easily get.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 7:38 pm
Austin Geoffrey Maddox xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅxxxxx
⇨ Some people call me Austin
⇨ My fate was sealed February 10th
⇨ Last time I checked I was Seventeen
⇨ Oh and obviously I'm a Male
xxxxxｂｅｎｅａｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｓｋｉｎxxxxx
⇨ No one knows it, but I'm actually Chastity
⇨ I tend to be very shy or timid around everyone. I'm not exactly outgoing and I try to keep to myself. What people like about me most though is that I'm honest and trustworthy. I keep secrets and I say what needs to be said. Oh but I hate making people mad. I'm not sure why but everyone says I'm really smart because I get straight A's and I stay out of trouble. I guess I just know the difference between right or wrong. I can't stand it when people don't like me and I sort of try to win the approval of anyone. But deep down I know not everyone is going to like me. Doesn't stop me from trying though unless I start getting on their nerves. There's only really one thing I hate about myself and that's my fear of everything. People say I'm innocent but I'm really just inexperienced because I'm too scared to jump out of my comfort zone and try. I just hope I'm not that way forever.
⇨ Oh and I absolutely love this stuff!
❤ Art
❤ Photography
❤ Reading
❤ Friends
❤ Music
❤ Traveling
❤ Animals
❤ Warmth
❤ Sunny days
❤ Having fun
❤ Sweets
❤ Pretty girls
❤ Hot guys
⇨ But you better keep these away from me!
✖ Fear
✖ Being hated
✖ Making others mad
✖ Being taken advantage of
✖ Getting hurt
✖ Being nervous
✖ His shyness
⇨ Well, I guess it all started from the day I was born. Well I was born and raised in this town so I don't really know anything of the outside world. I don't exactly travel much. But that didn't really bother me. I grew up with wonderful parents and an older sister who can be trouble sometimes. My entire life I was known as the good kid with excellent grades and perfect manners. I was also known as the boring kid because I was too scared to do anything and plus, I knew right from wrong. I learned to accept that even though it's made me terribly inexperienced in more ways than one. And things went a little rocky when I told my family I was bisexual. My mom was the first one to accept it because deep down she knew all along and well, she could trust me. Which meant she knew I wouldn't do anything ridiculously stupid. It took my father a lot longer to accept it but eventually he did. Although, we don't get along as well as we did before. At least he still talks to me and treats me somewhat normal. As for my sister, well she never got used to it. Even to this day she still thinks it's weird and sort of shuns me unless she has to talk to me. Though her stupid over religious boyfriend is probably the real reason she acts like that. He's always been controlling. But I just don't get involved. I really should just be worrying about myself and my own life. If only I knew what I was going to do with my life. I guess I'll find that answer soon enough so I shouldn't worry about it too much.
xxxxxｅｘｔｒａ ｄｅｔａｉｌｓxxxxx
⇨ Now don't spread this around but I don't really have any secrets except that I try to hide the fact I'm a virgin. Oh and I'm bisexual. And I don't know that I'm Chastity.
⇨ In order to keep myself hidden I pretend to attend the High School and I do some photography hoping that I could make some money off of it.
⇨ I'd be lost without my little buddy I don't have a pet actually
⇨ I hate to admit it but I can't help but think about well there's a lot of people in my school I do like but I'm not going to tell you.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 5:35 pm
Marie Claire De Mune xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅxxxxx
⇨ Some people call me Marie, Mare, Dillegence
⇨ My fate was sealed March 3rd
⇨ Last time I checked I was Seventeen
⇨ Oh and obviously I'm a Female
xxxxxｂｅｎｅａｔｈ ｔｈｅ ｓｋｉｎxxxxx
⇨ No one knows it, but I'm actually Dilligence
⇨ I tend to be very silent during most of my classes. I overachieve on about everything. I'm in double honors everything, and I stress if I miss any day of school. I read and write, draw and study. My mom used to hide my backpack on the weekends because all I'd do is study. An A+ is hardly cutting it anymore!
⇨ Oh and I absolutely love this stuff!
❤ Reading
❤ Studying
❤ The other Virtues
❤ Quiet Places
❤ Orange Juice
❤ Poetry
⇨ But you better keep these away from me!
✖ Parties
✖ Celebrating
✖ People
✖ The Sins
✖ Sweets
⇨ Well, I guess it all started when we lived in Montana. I loved Montana. The mountains and the air. It was so cold in the mornings, and my family and I...We would hike and bike. It was so peaceful. They were preparing me for the worst, becoming a Virtue. I didn't mind, they apparently did. My mom was frantic. She'd known longer than I did.
I was twelve at the time, we'd recently moved into the city, and the air was so foggy and it hurt my throat. Being so close to car exaust was enough to cause some coughing- but going to a public school ruined it all. I was home schooled before, and I was up to date on everything. I wanted to prove those bullies wrong, I wanted to...outshine them in academics. So I did.
Dilligence helped me through that, she made me study and study. We became one when I was seventeen, and we've been overachieving ever since.
xxxxxｅｘｔｒａ ｄｅｔａｉｌｓxxxxx
⇨ Now don't spread this around but I'm afraid of thunderstorms and I have nightmares at night. I also wish that I was invisible.
⇨ In order to keep myself hidden I pretend to attend my high school. I work part time at the library.
⇨ I'd be lost without my little buddy Bonnie, my owl.
⇨ I hate to admit it but I can't help but think about Doesn't every normal teenager have a crush? I won't tell you who!
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