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 Posted: Mon Jun 08, 2009 12:02 pm
Your Username:inu-onee-chan
Call me Inu
Your Interests: All three~
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2009 9:14 pm
"]  Name || >> Racheal Rose Bathory << || Age || >> Seventeen<< || Gender || >> Female << || Sexuality || >> Straight <<|| Position || >> Young Princess Racheal of the ill Queen<< || Skills || >> Racheal is a great singer even though she acts shy around people she isn't use too. She also likes to garden her favorite flower are white daisies. << || Personality || >> Racheal is usually kind though she does have a mean streak in her. She becomes shy around people she doesn't know which makes her seem cold to people who don't know her. She was mostly like her brother and sister till she chose to be more of a bookworm.
After their father died Racheal tried more and alway seemed worried about everything. << || Background ||>> Being the youngest child of the King and Queen she wasn't giving much respondibility like her older siblings but instead of becoming a spoiled brat she moved right along with them. She was more of the shadow of her brother and sister who she loved most of all.
When her father died both of her siblings seems to lose their luster, she tried her best to keep the smile on their faces but it to hurt her soul losing her father. Even now with her mother ill, she took over the role of her sister and tries much to hard to make up for them, it dosen't help that she had started to get weaker but she has been hiding it very well. << || Likes || >> Flowers, singing, her family, books, and sweets<< || Hates || >> Being sick, death, sour or bitter foods, blood. << || Username || >> inu-onee-chan<< ||
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 9:17 pm
Nameless [  ] Ashley . » . Lynne . » . Rosen [ Calm / True / Kind ] [ You make your own path away from fate.]
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c a l l m e // [ Allie / Cat / Poppie]
b i r t h d a y // [ October 10|| 16 ]
c h r o m o s o m e // [ Female ]
o r i e n t a t i o n // [ Straight ]
s m o k e a n d s h a d o w s // [ I'm short maybe about five feet and four inches, my dark brown hair reaches to my waist. My skin is creamie which bring out my chocolate brown eyes. I always try to put on a smile but it doesn't always look right. ]
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t h e d r e a m d e v i l // [ I was raise with three older brothers who taught me to fight even if my mother hated it. I was bought up proper rich child with a great bloodline to defend. While growing up I never really understood the big deal about the Naming, I tried to be excited for my brothers as they all past through that hot ring but I didn't care for it.
I always kept to myself when meeting new people or just people, not very many people talk to me anyways, though I guess I did still have friends.
Life at home was nice with all of the maids and brothers too, I never really saw my mother or father they always had something better to do. My maid Bettany taught me all I knew about singing and dancing. My brothers in defending myself and using a sword for the most part.
A short time after I was five my mother tried giving birth to another child, I didn't feel right I knew something was wroung with it. Durning it my mother and the child died, my father became a wreck and didn't know what to do. If I thought life was hard because I didn't get love from my parents it was worse with him there. He became a drunk and adbusive with me, I didn't understand what I had done wroung but it made me much stronger. The blurr of the rest of my life was much more of the same I watched friends walk and get their true names while I still didn't and don't care.
Maybe I'm just werid. ]
y o u r w o r s t n i g h t m a r e // [ I'm alway to kind for my own good it always seem like I keep comming on the short end of the stick, but I like helping. I try to look cold and indifferent but my true friends know that I'm a softie. I keep my head held high with the proud nature that runs through my blood and with the soft sharp eyes that I have help.
I usually keep to myself in less someone speaks to me first, something about a persons voice makes me want to talk or listen. I'm usually by force in the middle of a circle of people listening to them talk more and more, which means I must be a great listener if they like talking to me. ]
m y d i s t a n t d r e a m s // [ It is still to hazey to remeber. ]
s e c r e t w i s h e s // [ I want to become a singer and travel far away from my home. I'd think I could make it if I was given the chance to get away from my father. ]
m y f a v o r i t e s w e e t s // [ -Books
-Singing
-Cookies
-People talking
-My brothers ]
m y s o u r s // [ -The Nameing
-My father
-Fire ]
b e w a r e // [ A small dagger ]
a p p r o a c h w i t h c a u t i o n // [ I can hit a high C sharp that will break your eardrums. ]
n e e d t o k n o w i n f o // [ I have a small bird that I call Pip, he follows me around. ]
m y q u a l i t i e s // [ I'm a great singer also I'm an artist. / I'm great listener. ]
p u p p e t m a s t e r // [ inu-onee-chan ]
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Posted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 6:03 pm
 N a m e : I was born with a name and its Mimiko Natski
A g e : When I'm not lieing its been Twenty-two years alive
H e i g h t : When I'm at work with the family Five feet five inches without heels
W e i g h t : My friends say I'm way to skinny but really I am One hundred thirty
P e r s o n a l i t y : Mimiko is a smart girl with a jagged tongue, she is and has always been loyal to the family name. Her personality has always been different from person to person, she is very calm while she work even with the most gruelsom bodies. When she has to deal with the Smiths she seems a bit snippy or threating only because they seem to be there so much. The title Live Saver was given when she was young.
S p e c i a l t i e s : Mimiko has a great memory of the body growing up to fix everyone in her family. The name Live Saver wasn't a lie, bring back Mr. Smith numerous times and fixing up Mrs. Smith. She is great a intergations skills her time is about two to four minutes.
F a v o r i t e W e a p o n s : Mimiko never leaves her scapel at work and its saved her in many problems on the street. She also has her own set of special needles with all of the fun drugs to knock out a lion. Also a set of medical supplies to move around or to make house calls.
B a c k g r o u n d : From the time or even before Mimiko was born her family had already planned out her life to fix everyone in the clan. She was very younge when she was forced to help her father with one of her cousion from death. Something that should of been scaring only helped her get towards her mother and father's goal. While most kids played Mimi studied about the body and different ways to fix someone. During her childhood her mother went out on a solo misson and was returned to her father in seprate pieces it cause a deep break in her being close with mom.
She never cried over it like most people wanted her took, she was stronger then what her father thought was normal but it made her smarter. She quickly skipped grades going almost to collage before she turned fourteen. She meet Mrs. Smith during this time and was sent through a suprising friendship, she was taken to alot of parties thanks to Kitsune, though it was a short lived friendship seeing as Mimiko was out of school at such a young age. She worked her way into the medical field taking over where her father left off. She was already well known around the hospital because of her father's reasonable shoves towards the career path. She helped many doctors bring back to life even the most lost case. While working at the hospitals she was tested from her family getting the infamous Mr. Smith to work on, she didn't understand how a man get hurt so much. She has had many adtempts on her life by which she to care of herself of with the help of Mrs. Smith.
L i k e s :
- Her books
-Sweet foods
-Scapel
-Home
-Bring people back to life.
D i s l i k e s :
-Bitter things
-Her father
-People against her family
-Idiots
-Sleepless nights
P u l l s m y s t r i n g s : inu-onee-chan
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