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 Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 3:18 pm
 xxxxxxxWelcome to my happy world, now get your shiz and leave! I mean - - - wut?
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 3:23 pm
 [ 21 Noodles ]
Eke
Sykes
Eveline
Chloe Reine
Liliuokalani
Dr. Patricia Park
Jazz Runner
Anaklusmos
Lysander
Zane
Pumbaa
Kain
Biscuit
Daphne
Xeno
Livia
Mavis
Messina
Braxin
Emmeline
Adeline
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 3:31 pm
 Silver is looking into . . . Chloe Reine and Ethan Morris ( mewmew kittykat94 ) as boyfriend / girlfriend ( confirmed ) Chloe Reine and Liluokalani and Chamber Fabre-Henderson-Rhodes-Pardus ( Yushika ) as friends ( confirmed ) Lysander and Royal ( Of the Epidemic ) as mates ( unsure ) Anaklusmos and Anti ( Yushika ) as mates ( official ) Biscuit and Sorrel McClain ( xx Roze ) as mates ( unsure ) Daphne Delailah and Pomme Gelee ( Lexi_Perplexi ) as mates ( testing ) Mavis and Allen Lucara ( Lexi_Perplexi ) as mates ( testing )
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 3:55 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 4:05 pm
 This is anything I feel I might have left out and feel like putting up. - shrugs -[center][color=color][size=24][b]﹏ Name ﹏[/b][/size][/color]
[img]directlinkhere[/img]
[size=13][ right off the cert ]
Full Name
You may call me nicknames
I am a first, second, third generation.
If you couldn't tell, I'm gender.
colorist- event gained from
[ the personals ]
I enjoy stuff
However bad stuff I don't like
Mm, as long as they're trait in noodles here.
family here
[ the owner's input ]
personality
[ history ]
bio
[ status ]
single, plotted, mated
one, two, or three of three breedings left
[ relationships ]
any people met here[/size][/center] UpdatesSo, this is if I'm kind of short on time with guard and everything, so I can remember if I need to add plots, growths, mates, bios, personalities, or just the noodles themselves.Plotsnone need addingGrowthsno kits / bowlsMatesno new mates / mate plotsBioseveryone on the second pagePersonalitieseveryone on the second pageNew NoodlesAlek, Castor, Merletta, MihaelaSongsFix You - Coldplay, Ooh La La - Grace Potter and the Nocturnals, Serial Killer - Lana Del Ray, Party in your Bedroom - Cash Cash, It's Time - Imagine Dragons, Little Talks - Of Monsters and Men
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 4:14 pm
❁ Eke ❁ [ right off the cert ]
Eke
Commonly known as . . . Eke?
I am first generation, baby!
I'm obviously female! . . . Right?
TanuKyle - raffle ( rune event - Berkanan )
[ the personals ]
I'm a big fan of colors, flowers, sweets / sugar, honey, making couples, a cool breeze, conversation.
But if you shove water, mirrors, or unhappiness at me, I don't know what I'll do!
I don't care who you are, as long as you like nature.
I don't have any family, but I intend to adopt some little brothers / sisters.
[ the owner's input ]
Eke is the epitome of bee, obsessed with flowers, and colors, and natures. But even more than she loves all of those, she loves seeing happy couples, or making happy couples. She travels to complete this ultimate goal. She's very optimistic and open about herself, unless it has to do with her appearance, which she is very touchy about. She's also very hyperactive, and a touch ADD. Her attention can always be diverted by the smallest change in scenery, and many times people find it annoying, so she tries to suppress that curiosity. She likes to find the answers to any and every question that pops into her head, and will poke around in people's lives to try and figure out what makes them tick, since most of the time her questions are about people.
[ history ]
Believe it or not, Eke was formerly a very normal, very carefree noodle. She was still the same Eke, that bubbly, bee-like personality was still in place, but she looked very different. She was born, however, with the rune Berkanan on her skin, but no one, Eke included, could place what it meant and eventually passed it off as a weird birthmark. Years passed and nothing truly extraordinary happened, but Eke's parents began to herd her inside, as if they saw something coming. Up to this point, she'd led a very sheltered life, but as time passed, she swore that every time she looked in the mirror, she started to look a bit . . . buggier, but every time she questioned her parents, they would turn the conversation around, and sweet, innocent Eke was never the wiser. Until the day her metamorphosis was complete and she could deny it no longer - she was a-a freak. A literal bee, in noodle form.
She clammed up in her house and researched this strange turn of events and linked it back to that birthmark or hers. It turned out it was a rune, which eventually turned her into it, a marker of the fertility rune, Berkanan. It took her a very, very long time to come out of her shell, with some pestering from her parents, and once she realized how many strange noodles there were out there, it wasn't so bad. Now she travels the noodle-verse, making couples, as she supposes she should.
[ status ]
single
three of three breedings left
[ relationships ]
Trixi ( Usually Strange ) - soon-to-be friend
Actias ( Tekkiana ) - soon-to-be-friend
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 4:35 pm
o° Sykes o° [ right off the cert ]
Sykes
But I go by Sy a lot, too.
First gen, all the way.
A dude, okay? Dude.
x_Faux Affliction_x - first flaffle
[ the personals ]
I like nature, peace and quiet, naps, and, yeah . . .
Don't get too close with the spicy food and kiddies, 'kay?
Eh, I really don't care.
I don't have any family, but I guess I could call you my bro / sis as long as you're not really annoying.
[ the owner's input ]
Laid back with a capital L-A-I-D. He can be the good natured hero, just let him get some rest first. He's got a weak immune system, so he's commonly sick, and just going through with a lively conversation tends to get him cranky. If you want to have a good long talk with him, take him somewhere quiet, preferably with good food and somewhere to sit. No, definitely somewhere to sit. Because of his love of naps and quiet, he really doesn't like children. He'd have to be seriously devoted and / or seriously drunk to agree to having kits with someone. Or maybe if she's quiet and nice. He can be extremely short tempered when he's weakened and can come off as rude, but in reality, he's just tired, the poor boy. He's envious of people with normal lives, the people who can do stuff he can't, like run around and play. If he were to ever have kits, he wouldn't be able to keep up with their energy, due to the lack of energy he has in store. Even though the excess of sunlight burns his skin, he loves the feel of the grass and the sun beating down on him. He pays for it later, but lives in the moment.
[ history ]
Ever since he was little, Sykes has been weak. He was "born" early and very weak; he couldn't walk for the longest time, his muscles underdeveloped and his respiratory system troubled, but would push himself past his low limits to try and fit in with the other kits. His trouble speaking and running and playing, however, made him a not-so-great playmate, and the other children left him in the dust. He spent a lot of time on his own or just with his parents, and while they were supportive, they continued to tell him not to try, that it was better not to push himself, for the sake of his health. Eventually, after being turned down x amount of times, he gave up and became what he is today, a laid back, lazy do-nothing.
[ status ]
single
three of three breedings left
[ relationships ]
none =(
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 8:45 am
╰ Eveline ╮ [ right off the cert ]
Eveline
Feel free to call me Eve or something like that, though!
Um, first gen. So, yeah . . .
Isn't it obvious?!
Geyser - CC custom
[ the personals ]
Oh, gosh! Um, puppies, and running, and shiny things, and comics, and - [ list continues for a really, really long time, increasing in volume ]
Mm, something I don't like. Something I don't like. Something I don't like . . . [ question remains unanswered ]
It'd be nice just to have someone, I suppose.
I have one adopted son, Kain.
[ the owner's input ]
Another happy-go-lucky girl of a different sort. She tends to repeat things quite a lot, especially when she's thinking. She's not the smartest crayon in the coloring kit, and can easily be dragged along in any sort of situation, but she's very lovable and loyal. She's obsessed with many things, and there's not anything that really makes her uncomfortable. She likes to act like there are things she can hide, though. Though she's not very violent, Eve is protective of those close to her. She'd do anything to make them happy and keep them safe. She tries to be her calmest whenever she's around her son, Kain, trying to keep an eye on him and set an example. She's not so easily distracted, she's quiet, and she doesn't act like a complete idiot in the hopes that Kain will follow her example and be a big boy. He doesn't listen, of course, but a mother can still hope, right?
[ history ]
Eve has a normal, simple childhood. She ran around her backyard with her friends and parents, free of inhibitions, and has stayed that same childish person. When she was older, she separated from her parents in order to be her own person and grow up a little, but it didn't work. She's still just as childish as if she were only a kit. One snowy Christmas Eve, she came across a small but fast kit and then, the next day, decided to adopt him from the orphanage. She's been trying her best to become a more civilized noodle to set a good example for Kain, with little success. She spends most of her time watching over him and making sure that when he comes back from his little adventures, he's safe.
[ status ]
single
three of three breedings left
[ relationships ]
None. :(
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 3:24 pm
♡ Chloe Reine ♡ [ right off the cert ]
Chloe Reine
I like Chloe just fine.
I'm the daughter of Irene and Michael Reine ( first gen ).
Um, I'm a girl . . .
Gl!tch - Back to School Lunar Madness roleplay contest
[ the personals ]
Lots of things, like sweets, long summer days, Ethan, cute little animals, funny jokes . . .
Blood. Blood and those creatures ( but not Ethan ). The full moon, my scars, my prosthetic leg, homework.
I'm taken by, um, [ blushes lightly ] Ethan Morrison . . .
The daughter of Irene and Michael Reine ( not in-shop; first gen ).
W-wait, kids?! B-but I'm in high school! Nuh-uh!
[ the owner's input ]
Chloe is a kind, gentle, and helpless girl. Abused as a child, she's very self-concious about herself and her faults. She's developed a fear of adults - other than her new parents - and can't stand sharp objects. Chloe is very dependent on other people to help her along, and likes to stick to things she knows well. She's learned that if she tries to make new friends, they generally tell her something along the lines of "grow a backbone" and leave her be. Ethan Morrison, Xani Lipshipnotki, and a handful of others were people she'd known growing up and have come to know over the years, but she can't truly see someone as a friend until she knows them well enough that she knows they'll never harm her or betray her trust, but will be completely loyal to them until the day they're forced apart. She's deathly afraid of the sight of blood.
[ history ]
Chloe was born to a pair of middle-class business people in a small town - the same one where she currently lives. Her parents were fine people, generous with allowance, not really caring about her friends, and deeply in love. Chloe, being the younger twin, was Daddy's Little Princess, while her older twin brother, Seth, was the man of the house while her father was away on business ventures. They spent a lot of their childhood commuting from place to place, moving often and then moving again before they could set down roots. Their family followed whatever the CEO told them to, and they did so without question. At one particular city, while their mother was driving them home from Sunny Shore's Day Care, there was a bit of an . . . accident. The local high school has been hosting their annual home coming, and, well, one of the teens had gotten drunk before the big event and crashed straight into their car. Chloe had been the only survivor. Her father, who'd been at home already, had been devastated to learn that both his wife and son had lost their lives.
Horrified, he slowly began a long winding decline from their former life. It didn't matter to him that he still had Chloe, and in fact, he despised her. He said that she reminded him of her mother, and abused her often. During this part of her life, Chloe learned how to hide her emotions, how to cake on the makeup just so so that the bruises became near invisible, and what to say to make the teachers' suspicion fade. She still thought that maybe, just maybe, her father had a hope of getting over her mother's and brother's deaths and she was determined to try. This streak of bravery and hope faded over time, though. She still kept up the charade, but more for her sake than her father's. The only hope she had was that she'd get lucky and someone would come around and find out her father's dirty habit. The true happiness and cheerfulness was more a facade than something real, and she became possessive of her friends.
People tended to float away as she become more reserved. Worried, her close friends staged the intervention Chloe had been hoping for, and she was quickly taken to Child Services. While she didn't like being with so many strange people, they were nice and treated her while. Chloe was taken to a local orphanage and stayed there for only a week or so before a couple became charmed by her doll-like appearance and took her home. They were completely unprepared, though, for her emotional well-being and returned her within the week. This continued for some time, couples coming in, taking her, despite the warnings from the workers, and returned her quickly. She found one little beam of hope from a couple who was used to that sort of trauma. She was taken by a couple who'd majored in both high school and college in Psychology. They'd noticed signs of depression in little Chloe, and found it more than a little disturbing, Chloe being nine at the time.
They took her in, taking great care to not step over boundaries, but to push past them, and eventually got through to her enough that they could start to work her into school. There she met the boy she'd eventually fall in love with, Ethan Morrison, and the girl who would turn on her, Xani Lipshipnotki. They were very close friends, but Ethan and Chloe tended to grow a lot closer than most boys and girls did at that age. They loved spending lots of time together, and while she wasn't nearly as outgoing as she was pre-abuse, she made friends. Into Freshman year, Ethan and Chloe started to date, and have been dating up until now. They did run into some . . . problems, though. One night, while Chloe and Ethan were out at Lover's Lane, they were attacked by a pair of wild animals. While they'd taken a good chunk out of Ethan, he'd survived intact.
Chloe, however, was not nearly so lucky. She awoke one day to tearful parents and only one leg. If anything, she'd become even more dependent on Ethan for support, as well as the rest of her friends, but became a lot less social. The creatures haunted her at night, and popped up whenever she was alone. One of her friends, Xani, grew distant, and Ethan, too, started to act strange. She was clingy, yes, calling him often, begging him to see her again, and then acting like nothing was wrong when they finally did. One day, Ethan popped a big surprise on her that put a dent in their relationship record. Ethan was a werewolf, the same as the two creatures that had attacked them that night, and it weighed on her greatly. During the time they were apart, while Chloe tried to compute this information, Xani and the one who'd plotted the whole thing, Ms. Caroline Harrow, her teacher, got closer. Eventually, though, Chloe came around and she and Ethan are still together.
[ status ]
taken by Ethan Morrison ( mewmew kittykat94 )
three of three breedings left
[ relationships ]
Ethan Morrison - boyfriend
Ms. Caroline Harrow - teacher and attacker
Xani Lipshipnotki - friend and attacker
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 1:43 pm
﹏ Liliuokalani ﹏ [ right off the cert ]
Liliuokalani
You may call me Lili or Kala if you prefer.
I am a first generation noodle.
If you couldn't tell, I'm female.
Mameha Otome - Murder and Suicide Halloween Event ( Trick or Treating )
[ the personals ]
I enjoy long walks on the beach, the company of other like-minded noodles, the sea at night, and interesting seashells.
However coral reefs, drowning, or the deeper parts of the ocean . . . Well, I'd rather not go there.
Mm, as long as they're quiet, I don't mind.
I don't really speak of them, and I'd prefer you not ask.
[ the owner's input ]
Liliuokalani is not at all happy to be alive. She was resurrected from the dead by some miracle of fate, but her family refused to take her as a zombie and she was forced to move. She's very bitter at having to leave everything that she's known and will often go into tirades. Her manners slip out from time to time, much to her displeasure, never rid of that society outlook. She avoids people in general, thinking that she's some kind of burden to people, since she's a zombie. In reality, she would just like to find someone who would accept her as she is, but is too afraid of rejection.
[ history ]
Liliuokalani was born into a well-bred family from wealth. She was pampered, but also very restricted in what she could and could not do. She could learn how to play the piano, however she could not play with the other children. She spent her childhood inside learning how to be a civilized lady, on occasion delving into her playful side by taking a swim in the ocean behind her house, near a large coral reef. Her parents turned a blind eye, knowing that, as a kit, she would need some relief. She played along with the society game and had generally no trouble, although she started to chafe at all of the rules. She escaped more and more often to the beach, but had never braved it at night.
One fatal night, sick of all the glitz and glamor, she headed out to the reef past sunset. She swam as far as she could into the deep, feeling that relief of getting as far from her old life as possible, even if she had to return eventually. As far out as she could go, she got caught up in the current and was dragged out to the reef. She became entangled in the kelp, trapped by the coral, and drowned. She didn't truly die, though, and returned, washed up on the ocean. As she was, her family would not take her, and she relocated as far from the ocean as possible, traumatized by the experience.
[ status ]
single
three of three breedings left
[ relationships ]
none :[
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 1:44 pm
☢ Dr. Patricia Park ☢
Everybody pays, no one knows the price
We know the price of sin
The sin of sacrafice
I know I'll sin again
But who can save me twice? [ right off the cert ]
Dr. Patricia Park
I've gotten used to being called Dr. Park, so I'd be more comfortable if you'd refer to me as that.
Mm, I don't know who my parents are, so I suppose first gen?
Of course I'm female!
Hollywood Undead - S.C.A.V.A.
Geyser Eelborn - Strange Incident in the ZOO Raffle
[ the personals ]
Oh, a nice long talk about science is always nice, and I find a noodle with a mind rather sexy . . . Ah! I didn't say that out loud, did I?! I mean IlikeintellectualsandMexicanfoodandexaminingmysubjects! - panics -
However my subjects have proven to have a bit of a rebellious streak in them, and my students as well. I'm afraid more recently I can't really stand either, saddly, and have withdrawn from science for a bit to adjust to my new . . . situation.
They must be intelligent in some way, shape, or form! No exceptions!
I'm afraid we grew apart due to some disagreements in my choice of path.
[ the owner's input ]
Dr. Park has always been a bit strange, however how she acted differentiates on the situation. Sometimes she is socially awkward, generally around new people, and overly bossy around coworkers or her students. She can be oddly calm and calculating in light of a difficult problem, however sometimes these thoughts don't always lead to a solution. Take her most recent "calculating personality." Thinking didn't exactly save her from becoming zombie chow, now did it? This new turn of events has estranged her from her scientific beliefs as she attempts to mull through all of this. While she still suffers a bit as a zombie, she does little to help her own situation and focuses her efforts on other pained individuals and test subjects, sort of trying to redeem herself. Now that she herself is in danger of becoming some twisted person's science experiment and has seen the darker side of her formerly deceased cadavers, she allows herself to feel the pain as punishment and help them in an effort to give back. She's not sure right now whether or not she'll settle down in the future, though.
[ history ]
Patricia Park grew up in a very ordinary environment, with two parents and a few siblings, a familiar or two to play with. It was all very peaceful. Once she was brought into school, it was clear that she had above-average intelligence, despite her ditzy, easily excited persona. She easily skipped several grades, but was very distant from most of her classmates; professional was how her teachers put it. She didn't ever quite adjust to the age difference, but she still very much loved her studies enough that it didn't bother her. She took every opportunity handed to her, put her opponents to shame, and eventually found herself to be a well-respected science professor at a college. She didn't find it all that amusing to see how little the students cared to be taught; they were nothing like her, but she loved seeing the ones who did blossom. She'd seen many of them off to their diplomas and off to their jobs as budding young scientists.
Then came the fateful day that her useless co-worker Dr. East attempted necromancy-not for the first time-and actually succeeded in raising that squirrel. Unfortunately he also raised all of the specimens in her lab room and, in the time the subjects escape, bit both of them. They both became zombies, which is not any fun at all, and she had a change of heart. Possibly a budding fear of dissections in general, but nonetheless, she took a break off work-one her other co-workers were relieved to see-and got around a bit, looking for places and people who could use her knowledge to solve their problems. She felt bad about treating the specimens so carelessly, and used this as her retribution, and is unsure of when, if ever, she will stop her mini-crusade.
[ status ]
single
three of three breedings left
[ relationships ]
none : |
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 1:08 pm
❄ Jazz Runner ❄ [ right off the cert ]
Jazz Runner
Butt you can call me Jazz, cutie.
No one can one up me! ( first generation )
What? I'm a man, obviously.
Bucati - Cats VS Dogs Raffle
[ the personals ]
Well, I can go for anyone, girls, guys, I don't really care - oh, that's not what you meant? Okay, fine, compliments and alcohol are good too.
Rejection stings, though, you know? Sometimes you can't avoid it, but I'll try my best.
I can do anything - Er, I mean you. Just you. Only you. Yup.
You really think I keep up with them?
[ the owner's input ]
Jazz Runner is a real ladies man and silver-tongued to boot, and that's pretty much his life. He spends most of his time partying it up with his friends, and then abandons them for any pretty lady-noodles in the crowd. Of course, he never picks the willing ones, no no no. He likes to find the pretty ones who would at first turn him down, but spends the whole night wooing them into his bed. The majority want it. Those who outright refuse by the end of the night he lets go. He can back them into a corner, but if they fight, he lets them go. He's a gentleman deep down, despite the playboy exterior, and would never imagine hurting or forcing anyone to do anything for him.
He's not very attached to any of his friends and hook-ups, usually just hangs onto them for a good time, but he expects nothing more and tells them so straight up. He's secretly a little afraid of commitment, but would never admit it to anyone. As far as they should be concerned, he just doesn't like relationships. He's also very good at persuading others to do what he wants; friends, co-workers, hookups . . . The majority also fall for this, and to some it makes him more valuable. Thanks to his parents-ugh-he's very high up on the business end of things, and makes a great asset in business deals, though he could care less. He likes to follow more than lead in terms of responsibility, but is always on top. Always.
[ history ]
Jazz was born in a well to do business family, but cared very little about it. He spent much of his time, especially in high school, fooling around with girls and just having a great time. He didn't even bother with college; why should he? He didn't want to take over. Unfortunately, there was no one else to take over after his parents, so his dad tried as often as he could to shove him into responsibility, anything and everything that might make him better suited. Nothing changed. He stayed as irresponsible as ever.
He made one little stab at some stability in his life with a girl-sweetest little thing he'd ever met-but as they grew into a serious relationship he began to notice some signs of a gold digger. Coming to pick her up for a surprise dinner on their anniversary, he overheard a very telling conversation between her and a close friend talking about how much of a sucker he was. Needless to say, he dropped her that very second and moved on with his life. He's been afraid to commit ever since, though. His father, after some time, began to push him back into the role, but he's still no sure.
[ status ]
single
three of three breedings left
[ relationships ]
none >:[
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 1:23 pm
☾ Anaklusmos ☽ [ right off the cert ]
Anaklusmos
You may call me Ana, though, if you feel the need to.
Oh, first generation, I suppose.
WHAT?! I'm female, you dimwit!
Bucai - Dice game
[ the personals ]
Ooh, chocolate, sunsets, sunrises, the stars on a clear night, a cool breeze, picnics . . . [ babbles about more romance-involved stuff ].
Those people that follow me everywhere for my fight record and just so . . . UGH! And nosy girls. Anti'd better not come close to any of them - although I doubt he would.
Sorry guys, I'm taken.
I don't talk to them any longer, so . . .
[ the owner's input ]
Anaklusmos is a very spunky, fiery type of girl. In the past, she was a well-known warrior, fighting often for money and the glory of being the best fighter around. She was never defeated, but over time came to see that life wasn't about the number of victories she accumulated. Even though she no longer cares about fighting, she's still a very prideful, very confident person. She's protective of her mate, Anti, and will surely be the same about any new close friends and any children she might have in the future. She fights now only for self-preservation, and now that Anti is her bodyguard and protects her, she's found the time to indulge that girly, romantic part of her she normally would never have the time for. She's a very good cook, can clean decently, and is happy to help out anyone who needs a place to stay for awhile. Even though Anti will happily protect her, and from time to time she does come across the occasional baddie that she needs Anti's help getting rid of ( he's a great fighter ), she isn't a damsel in distress. Anaklusmos can kick a**.
[ history ]
So I've been around for a . . . a pretty long time, let's just say that. I was a warrior; uncommon, but I have an excellent set of skills when it comes to fighting. They couldn't deny it for long once they found that out. I was trained to be an assassin, and just saying, but I was a pretty darned good one too. For the longest time, I only fought; I didn't have friends, I didn't have lovers, I didn't even have a boss. I became overconfident and cut myself out of my culture. From there, I was a mercenary; people hired me, and no matter what the job, I would do it. Once the job was done, I disappeared. Relationships just make it messy. But one single time, I made a-a co-worker of sorts, and we got along very well, but what could have been a friendship was soon squashed when he himself was murdered, killed by the very people he had been working for, and that was the end of my days as a mercenary. I travelled the world, trying to find one single friend, but I never found one. My past haunted me, my former thirst for violence made its way through cities and towns, and I was always singled out among the others and attacked by those who wished to claim my title as best fighter. As soon as they sniffed me out, I would leave. I learned quickly that they weren't afraid to play dirty and gang up on me, so I would run after they got a few shots in; I didn't care about my title, so why stick around?
For awhile, it seemed like I would always be alone, followed by my past. And then I stumbled on Anti's pond. I was bruised, had just run from my latest pursuers, ready to leave, nothing left in another lonely town, and we met, and while he wasn't much of a talker, he was sweet. Adorable really. And he was so protective of me. He saved me from the men who I'd run from, and since he needed a place to go, I offered him my house. He's been with me ever since, and as more than just a friend, because now he's my mate. He confessed to me about a month after we first met, and I'm happy to say that I'd started harboring some feelings of my own, and told him so, and we became life mates. He's everything I've ever dreamed of in a mate and more, and maybe in the future we'll even have children . . . That'd be a kick, but if it's with Anti . . .
[ status ]
life mates with Anti
three of three breedings left
[ relationships ]
Anti - Mate. <3
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 2:25 pm
↖ Lysander ↗ [ right off the cert ]
Lysander
You could call me Ly, 'Sander, Sane, or some variation, I honestly don't care. Lysander's nice too, though.
I am indeed a first generation.
Ma'am, I am clearly male.
TanuKyle - Manvember / Movember Event
[ the personals ]
I love to fly. I'm an aviator after all, right? The feeling of air under my wings is amazing . . . and a girl here and there isn't too bad either.
Being lonely brings me down. So does being grounded ( haha, punny ).
I really only like females. It's sort of a . . . personal issue. I suppose a guy who's girly or harmless enough could talk me into it, though. ( bi towards females )
Just the family I have here.
[ the owner's input ]
Lysander is very much a hero-type person. From his travels when he was younger, he and his family ( now deceased ) would go around the globe in search of all kinds of trouble. He doesn't fear anything anymore, although he has a bit more of a cautious nature due to his parents' deaths. They don't really haunt him-he knows they wouldn't want him to be bothered-but it changed his habits some. He's not a big fan of death defying anything, but is always up for a good time. Of both kinds. Like Jazz, he's also a ladies' man, but never sticks around because of his travels. It's the one thing he'll never surrender and, if he were to have a mate, they'd have to come with him. There's never been a really steady home due to travels, but he loves to immerse himself in the different cultures of each place before he leaves. He prefers the outdoors to the indoors, but doesn't mind having a comfortable place to rest his head at night, especially if there's a girl to go with it . . .
[ history ]
Lysander has been off the ground ever since he was little, taking flying trips with his parents out to far-off places in search of the ultimate adventure. They never stayed in one place for very long, and certainly never tied themselves to anyone, and that was how he liked it. Just him and his family. They were always together, and no one else ever was. He loved all of the time he spent in the big cities, in the great outdoors, soaring over the big blue . . . It was all very short lived. Apparently anyone who seeks adventure longer than they should is bound to find trouble eventually. It wasn't from a person, but an age-old trap they'd fallen into.
It deterred him from his travels for quite awhile as he settled down to mourn his loss. He knew, however, that neither parent would want him to mourn for too long, but after their deaths he became more cautious than he used to be. He enjoyed himself less, but spent plenty of time growing up too. Also a ladies man, he picked up girls in each place, but never let them believe it would be serious, especially with his travels in mind. They usually didn't think so anyhow, but maybe for the right girl he could . . .
[ status ]
plotted?
three of three breedings left
[ relationships ]
Cordelia - acquaintances
Royal - protects him from other noodles / possible future mate?
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 11:00 am
﹏ Zane ﹏ [ right off the cert ]
Zane
Well why can't you just call me Zane?
The one and only! ( first generation )
Not cool. I'm a guy.
Bucati and Yushika - Plushie to Life
[ the personals ]
Eh, I'm not that picky.
But I hate the rain and girly crap.
Mm, as long as they like art.
Dad and my brothers ( not in-shop )
[ the owner's input ]
Zane just loves to play the manly man, the cool, calm, and collected kind of person. Of course, absolutely none of it is true, but he hopes he can fool people well enough. And he can. Over the years, he's become an amazing actor and is capable of fooling just about anything with his act. From time to time he doesn't even mind putting that persona on. In reality, he's a very girly person, the complete opposite of who he plays, which is what makes him comfortable. He's very afraid of being left alone, and for personal reasons, isn't okay with how he really is. In his family, it was best if he was a strong, self-reliant epitome of how a man should be, like his father. When he showed so much as an interest in something sparkly, his brothers would mock him. It was put into his head that what he was was wrong, and has completely adopted it and plays it so that no one else will reject him like they did. He's obsessed with anything girly, sparkly, bright or shiny, and has trouble keeping his face in front of them.
[ history ]
Zane's father, the only parent who had stayed with them, was a very tough person. He and his two brothers were expected to be just like him in every way, and be a part of every rough and tough thing they did together. He was very uncomfortable participating since he was young, but didn't quite understand why he couldn't be like the rest of the family. They, too, seemed to understand that on some level, Zane was different than they were, and tended to treat him differently. At some point, Zane left that home and moved to the big city, where he spent some time dabbling in different professions and interests until he finally discovered himself, and he wasn't very happy with the results.
Visiting a few art museums, passing some cutesy boutiques and seeing all of the pretty outfits, Zane knew; he was the exact opposite of what his father had wanted him to be, and he was disappointed in himself for it. He avoided home and his family while he decided what to do with himself. His final choice was that he would od just what he used to; pretend to be what they wanted him to be. And while they could still feel something wasn't the same, they couldn't outwardly tell and left it alone. He's still not very pleased with himself, but he wants to stay with his family and is afraid they won't accept him if he's himself.
[ status ]
single
three of three breedings left
[ relationships ]
none oAo
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