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 Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 5:53 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 6:18 pm
colour • cadetblue
Strong and Sturdy • Loyal • Unshakable core • Calm and Collected
Blows his top when angry • Holds his anger in • Not good with groups
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Naming Dream •
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 12:27 am
colour • #335577 • ★
Bold • Deathly loyal • Very emotionally stable • Knows what he wants • Will listen to a lady's request (If it interests him, good luck) •
Doesn't mince words • Very apathetic to strangers • Indifferent • Crass • Bit of a d**k? No lie? • Not the best sense of direction
Parents • They exist.
Siblings • He has many.
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Naming Dream •
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 4:17 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 25, 2013 4:18 pm
colour • #43aebe
Wise beyond his years • Easy to get up and go • Great in the winter months • Clean and precise • Great listener
Cold and detached, often • Disinterested mostly, with others • A loner • Bad in the middle of summer
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Posted: Fri Jan 31, 2014 1:15 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 31, 2014 1:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 9:23 pm
colour • lightblue • ★
Sweet-Hearted • Loves Games • Kind and Loyal • Thick-Skinned • Pleasant to Many • Storyteller
Heart-breaker • Doesn't Stick Around • Can be Harsh
Parents • Into the Ocean • Breaks Bones
Siblings • Till the End of Time • Blue Sphere •
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 12:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2014 1:05 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2014 1:06 am
colour • #99001C
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Naming Story •
It had been the first time he had ever seen his own blood - he had always been careful with his tussles as a youth, never allowing the warm liquid to part from him. He had been careless, for the first time, in his life, and now he watched the red drip down his face. A fresh wound, a proof of battle, of his spirit and his folly.
After he completed his spar, he returned to the mark on the ground, in the snow that was so cold with winter.
The warmth had left the mark, leaving a red stain that stayed with him forever - blood on snow. Cold, permanent.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 1:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 1:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2014 1:32 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2015 3:10 pm
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