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 Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 7:34 am
m y i d e n t i f i c a t i o n c a r d ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤ ▤  Akiro Chang ♂ xx ⋮ □ a g e ⇢ 20
xx⋮ □ r a c e ⇢ Cursed Undead Immortal
xx⋮ □ p o w e r s ⇢
-Regeneration: re·gen·er·a·tion (r-jn-rshn) n.
1. The act or process of regenerating or the state of being regenerated.
2. Spiritual or moral revival or rebirth.
3. Biology Regrowth of lost or destroyed parts or blood or organs.
-Illusions: Can produce illusions that look, sound, and feel real but in truth are mearly the manipulation of the mind. They can cause physical and mental damage.
-Blood Bending: Manipulating the blood in someone's body or outside. Whether it be using spilt blood to create a weapon or using the blood in someone to kill them from the inside. (i.e. The blood turning into spikes and piercing internal organs)
xx⋮ □ s o n g ⇢ Bullet; Hollywood Undead
xx⋮ □ c r u s h ⇢ Crush? As if!
xx⋮ □ s t r e n g t h s ⇢
-Fighting ruthlessly without holding back
-Having no paticular fighting style, so it's hard to copy
-Carries weapons with him where ever he goes
-Knowing every kill point in and on the human body
-Can make practically anything into a weapon if he lacks on (i.e. Spork, scoop your eyeballs out)
xx⋮ □ w e a k n e s s e s ⇢
-Cute people
-Flowing blood, it drives him crazy
-Can't control his hunger
-Perverted, it's a serious weakness since it can be used against him
-Clinically insane so he has a hard time telling the difference between reality and imagination, the odd thing is that you can't tell by looking at him
xx ⋮ □ s e x u a l i t y ⇢ Happily bisexual
xx ⋮ □ e x t r a s ⇢ He used to have this "thing" with Sammy Jonsen a few years back before they grew apart. Now when ever their around one another Akiro will tease Sam to make him blush and get angry XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTwisted • Perverted • Short Tempered
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 8:09 am
We hit the sky, there goes the light..
No more sun, why's it always night? Δκιяσ Ɔнαиɢ When you can't sleep, well you can't dream..
When you can't dream, well what's life mean? //How I'm Feeling:: Bored
xxx //What I'm Thinking:: Why am here? I'm too tired to learn!
//Where I am:: History Class  Blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah. "Talky talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk." Blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah. Thinky think think think think. Blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah.
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Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 8:10 am
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[align=left][size=9]We hit the sky, there goes the light..
No more sun, why's it always night?[/size][/align]
[align=center][color=Darkred][size=24]Δκιяσ Ɔнαиɢ[/size][/color][/align]
[align=right][size=9]When you can't sleep, well you can't dream..
When you can't dream, well what's life mean?[/size][/align]
[size=11][align=left][color=black]//How I'm Feeling::[/color]
[color=white]xxx[/color][color=darkred] //What I'm Thinking::[/color]
[color=black]//Where I am::[/color][/align][/size]
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 9:08 pm
My legs are dangling off the edge
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend
I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm
Gone, gone, gone, gone
My legs are dangling off the edge
A stomach full of pills didn't work again
I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone too far yea I'm gone again
It's gone on too long tell you how it ends
I'm sitting on the edge with my two best friends
One's a bottle of pills and one's a bottle of gin.
I'm twenty stories up, yea up at the top
I've polished off this bottle now it's pushin' me off
Asphalt to me has never looked so soft
I bet my momma found my letter now she's calling the cops
I've gotta take this opportunity before I miss it
'Cause now I hear the sirens and they're off in the distance
Believe me when I tell you that I've been persistent
'Cause I'm more scarred, more scarred then my wrist is
I've been trying too long with too dull of a knife
But tonight I made sure that I sharpened it twice
I never bought a suit before in my life
But when you go to meet God you know you wanna look nice
So if I survive then I'll see you tomorrow
Yea I'll see you tomorrow...
My legs are dangling off the edge
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend
I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm
Gone, gone, gone, gone
My legs are dangling off the edge
A stomach full of pills didn't work again
I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm
Gone, gone, gone, gone
We hit the sky, there goes the light
No more sun why's it always night
When you can't sleep well you can't dream
When you can't dream well what's life mean?
We feel little pity but don't empathize
The old are getting older, watch a young man die
A mother and her son and someone you know
Smile at each other and realize you don't
You don't know what happened to that kid you raised
What happened to that father, who swore he'd stay
I didn't know 'cause you didn't say
Now momma feels guilt, yea momma feels pain
When you were young you never thought you'd die
Found that you could but too scared to try
Looked in the mirror and you said goodbye
Climbed to the roof to see you if could fly
So if I survive then I'll see you tomorrow
Yea, I'll see you tomorrow...
My legs are dangling off the edge
The bottom of the bottle is my only friend
I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm
Gone, gone, gone, gone
My legs are dangling off the edge
A stomach full of pills didn't work again
I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm
Gone, gone, gone, gone
I wish that I could fly
Way up in the sky
Like a bird so high
Oh I might just try
I wish that I could fly
Way up in the sky
Like a bird so high
Oh I might just try, oh I might just try
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 9:12 pm
Boy you know it feels good with fire back on your tongue
If you talk you better walk you better back your s**t up
With more than good hooks while you're all under the gun
Start talking "a sensationalist"
Oh he's slightly clever to just a certain extent
Well keep quiet let us sing like the doves
Then decide if it's done with purpose or lack thereof.
Just for the record,
The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of:
A. Indifference or
B. Disinterest in what the critics say
London Beckoned Songs About Money Written By Machines Lyrics; Panic! At The Disco
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 2:02 am
Nice..! I may just have to start a third!
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 2:15 am
Zeda Ennd Nice..! I may just have to start a third! Ah well thank you once again! Do you mean third character?
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 2:17 am
Squished Doughnut Zeda Ennd Nice..! I may just have to start a third! Ah well thank you once again! Do you mean third character? Yes I do. I was wondering if you might have any ideas! Or at least pointers? I was gonna make it like Six String Samurai or the Red Elvises. Or Gogol Bordello. Or the Pogues.. Or Calexico... It's probly gonna be off a band's style.. But I was wondering how I should go about it!
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 2:34 am
Zeda Ennd Squished Doughnut Zeda Ennd Nice..! I may just have to start a third! Ah well thank you once again! Do you mean third character? Yes I do. I was wondering if you might have any ideas! Or at least pointers? I was gonna make it like Six String Samurai or the Red Elvises. Or Gogol Bordello. Or the Pogues.. Or Calexico... It's probly gonna be off a band's style.. But I was wondering how I should go about it! Honestly even though I want to help you I wouldn't know where to start. Mainly because when I make a character i get it from the picture, not usually from movies or bands.. When I find a picture I particularly like I start writing and end up with rough draft of their bio then tinker with it till it sounds to my liking, then mold their personality from their expression, and how their bio would affect them. The race and stuff is a bit harder and takes me longer to figure out. Eh sorry for ranting, did that help any? sweatdrop I'm not exactly the best at helping usually just confuse people more..
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 3:03 am
Squished Doughnut Zeda Ennd Squished Doughnut Zeda Ennd Nice..! I may just have to start a third! Ah well thank you once again! Do you mean third character? Yes I do. I was wondering if you might have any ideas! Or at least pointers? I was gonna make it like Six String Samurai or the Red Elvises. Or Gogol Bordello. Or the Pogues.. Or Calexico... It's probly gonna be off a band's style.. But I was wondering how I should go about it! Honestly even though I want to help you I wouldn't know where to start. Mainly because when I make a character i get it from the picture, not usually from movies or bands.. When I find a picture I particularly like I start writing and end up with rough draft of their bio then tinker with it till it sounds to my liking, then mold their personality from their expression, and how their bio would affect them. The race and stuff is a bit harder and takes me longer to figure out. Eh sorry for ranting, did that help any? sweatdrop I'm not exactly the best at helping usually just confuse people more.. Eh, it's fine. That's pretty much what I do anyway. Maybe I'll find a picture of a crazy, wasted, Ukrainian/Spanish DJ rockabilly gypsy. I wonder if that exists..
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2011 10:19 pm
Not in the biography:
A few years after the war had ended Akiro was picked up by a tall, blonde, blue eyed, kind hearted French soldier, most people who had stopped to help Akiro ended up being his next meal. But when the French man spoke Akiro's heart would race and his mind would blur. He didn't have the heart to kill him for some reason. Akiro stayed with the French man for about two years before he admitted he had feeling for th other male, but the French man did not feel the same. The blue eyed man felt betrayed by his best friend but Akiro suffered the most, he had had his heart ripped out literally countless times but nothing felt as bad this.
"He broke me..
I am a simple doll
Played with by many,
but none like him.
But some how
I've been broken before,
But not like this.
What do I do now?
Oh thats easy.
Kill.
If I must be broken others will be too."
Ultemetly Akiro went a rampage through Paris, France leaving a trail of chaos and blood shed in his wake. The military was eventually called in to stop this monster, along with the blue eyed French man. Once there, seeing his friend in such a state sent him into panic, Akiro knew what he wanted. And soon so did the French man. He wanted revenge and he would get it. Diving for him Akiro used the last of his strength to strangle his lover, watching as the other's life slipped away into nothingness. Where was the sastifaction? He waited and waited but none came, only grief and regret. After years upon years these feeling ate away at him causing him to cut off all communication with humans not wanting the incident to happen again. After so long with no one around but animals and wilderness Akiro's mind went a bit wonky and he's never been the same since.
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