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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 6:29 pm
XXX»» ℓ e т т н e c α g e d b ι r d s ƒ ℓ γ «« »» A c c e p t e d H o s t a g e P r o f i l e s «« XXX Any questions post below or PM them to me! The Dragon XXXX The Snake XXXX The Demon XXXX The Hawk XXXX The Mountain Lion XXXX The Fox T i d e n . » . K i m a l . » . B a n e t {Kind – Poetic – Passionate} {Poetry is the music of my soul!}
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c a l l m e // { Kim – Tide - Net } b i r t h d a y // { February . 02. 1992 || 17 } c h r o m o s o m e // { Male} o r i e n t a t i o n // { Straight } r e a c h t o t h e s k y // { 5 ft. 12 in. } g r a v i t y a f f e c t s m e t o o // {131 lbs.} m y i n j e c t i o n // {Dragon} s m o k e a n d s h a d o w s // { I have dark greenish-gray eyes with orange, almost gold colored rings around the Pupils and on really bright days, or when I wear brightly colored clothes, they show up really brightly and some say I look possessed (but that’s just a joke with friends and family). I have medium-length chestnut-brown hair that goes down to about my middle neck in the back and right about to my jaw-line in the front; it also likes to do this funny curved arch right above (my left, your right) eye-brow. I’m at average height and lean but well-muscled and I have very broad shoulders. My skin in lightly tanned from all the time I spend outside and I have a good number of freckles spotted over my face and body. My teeth are nice and white but I have a small, barely noticeable over-bite. I like wearing loose-fitting dress shirts with a plain colored t-shirt under them and sometimes suspenders and other times jeans. I always wear a dark blue-dyed leather watch, but you can’t see it in my picture. I either wear sandals or tennis shoes for I find dress hoes uncomfortable and I occasionally wear a hat, but I prefer not to. I always carry around my MP3-player for I love music and you wouldn’t catch me anywhere without my note-book and pen to write poetry and a poem book by one of my favorite poets (I have millions of them).} »» ___________ ««
t h e d r e a m d e v i l // { I was born February 2nd, 1991; yep, ground-hog’s day, who would’ve guessed it? My parents love to tease me and call me their little ground-hog even to this day, probally because they know it annoys me. I have one little sis. who’s about 2 years younger than me and an older brother who’s 4 years older than me.
Both of my siblings were nice, though I didn’t get to know my older brother much; he always kept to himself and moved out about 3 years ago. My younger sister is always kind and I would do anything to portect her, even if she does like to get into my stuff without my permission all the time. Mom and Dad have always been there for me and when I showed an interest in music and poetry about when I was 6 they instantly did what they could to encourage me to keep with it. For my 7th birthday my dad gave me my first hard-back leather covered book with lined paper to write my poems in; I was so excited and got to work writing a long “Thank you” poem for him.
I hate school, because once I started High School everyone there calls me a ‘geek’ and teases me because of my love for poetry. Why don’t they understand that it’s just a bunch of words and nothing to tease someone about? They need to get a life! Teasing me about my poetry; you should have seen me tell them off two weeks ago. They just stared at me blinking their eyes; they couldn’t even understand half the words I used! I thought them not to mess with people who know words better than they do!
Well, how was I kidnapped you ask? Well, I was heading to my last orchestra concert of the year (I’m third cellist in my school’s chamber group class) and as I pulled into the school’s parking lot I saw this guy coming over to me; I thought he was about to wish me luck at the concert and offer to help with my cello like a lot of other students do. He looked mad about something and as I opened my mouth to speak with him, I felt a sharp needle jab into my neck and then everything got dark.}
y o u r w o r s t n i g h t m a r e // { I’m really nice, but sometimes I tend to sound cocky even though I’m not trying to be. I like to try and use ‘big’ words to trick people that are messing with me and sometimes I quote lines from poems or songs I’m fond of.
My friends say I can be really random at times, and that alright with me. Randomness was never a problem before, so why should it be now? I also like to confuse people by going on about one thing but then talking about something that’s related to the subject, but only for me, so once everyone looks at me funny I’d give my, usually long, explanation about how it’s actually related to what we were talking about.
I also have a tendency to act stupid for laughs. I’m really smart and get awesome grades, but I love acting like I don’t have any common sense because it lightens the atmosphere and helps make my friends and/or relatives feel better when they’re upset; you can call it my little joke, even though it’s not a joke.}
s e c r e t w i s h e s // {I remember as a kid I wanted to be a author of fantasy novels. I guess that’s not a bad career but now I want to be a famous poet and a part-time musician. I guess I can still write books too, but my main goal is poetry and keeping up with my cello.
I would also like to get of this stupid island. It’s not that it isn’t fun here, but I can’t post my poems on the internet for other people (especially critics looking for new poetry authors) to read them. I also want to get back to my friends and family; I’m sure they’re worried and miss me.}
m y f a v o r i t e s w e e t s // { I really like poetry as I stated before; both reading poems from other authors and writing my own. I also like music, which is why I started playing the cello. I was really happy when I made third chair and hope to be famous like Yo-Yo-ma one day. I love reading, but not non-fiction books. My favorites are sci-fi and poetry, and fantasy books; especially ones with mythical creatures in them.
I’m not really good at sports but I like taking walks through forests or flower-filled fields and I like swimming in the lake that’s in the forest behind my house, it’s nice way to relax and enjoy the weather when it’s nice. I also like roller and ice skating. I normally ice skate in the warmer seasons at ice-skating rinks so that when I get too cold, I can just step outside to warm up, but I roller skate all year round.
My favorite food is mango; a really sweet and juicy fruit that comes from places like Florida and other tropical areas. I really like almost any fruit except melons; not including watermelons of course! Those are delicious! I also like sweet food but I make sure not to eat too much so I don’t gain a lot of weight and ruin my teeth. I also really love sushi! I don’t know why; I just do. It tastes good to me.}
m y s o u r s // {I can’t stand people that thinks it’s funny to tease others; that’s just wrong. I also don’t like people who place ‘labels’ on others; who needs them anyway? We’re all just the same: a bunch of people living together in this crazy world.
I hate really spicy foods; they make my mouth burn and my eyes water. I also don’t like melons like I said before. They taste funny to me and I don’t like the way they smell.}
b e w a r e // {Well, since that guy who kid-napped me was kind enough to bring my cello too, I have my cello bow!...Doesn’t count? I didn’t think it would. Well, I’m awesome with staves and all I need is a long rod like a tree branch or broom; metal pipes work too and are usually more efficient with knocking people out.}
a p p r o a c h w i t h c a u t i o n // [{I’m really good at confusing my enemies with words. The dictionary is my friend and I know plenty of words to leave my foes standing there staring at me blankly.
I also am good with staves like I said and I’m pretty good at using logic and thinking up a good plan in stick situations. I’ve got a sharp mind and a cunning tongue!}
n e e d t o k n o w i n f o // {I’m an awesome poet, and hell yah I know it! (pun was so intended!) and I’m good at the cello. I like making new friends and do my best to hang on to all of them; this sometimes can be my down-fall, and I don’t like spiders or cockroaches.}
m y b e s t q u a l i t i e s // {I’m an awesome poet; just read a few of my poems and you’ll believe me, and I’m really good at cello. I told you I’m third chair; doesn’t that mean I have be aleast a little more than average? There are 8 cellists in my class after-all and it’s the top class for the whole school. I can draw pretty well, but mostly just anime; though I’m working on realist ones now.}
p u p p e t m a s t e r //{ Dolphingirl777 } _____________________ llXXXX✖XXXXllXXXX✖XXXXll _____________________  n i . » . r a n . » . w a n g [ sarcastic » suggestive » secretive ] [ No one really thinks of others, you will lose everything if you can’t keep up. ]»» ___________ «« c a l l m e // [ niran or eric ] b i r t h d a y // [ november . third . 1990 || eighteen ] c h r o m o s o m e // [ male ] o r i e n t a t i o n // [ I’m not picky. ] r e a c h t o t h e s k y // [ six foot three inches ] g r a v i t y a f f e c t s m e t o o // [ one hundred fifty-three pounds. ] m y i n j e c t i o n // [ the demon ] s m o k e a n d s h a d o w s // [ I have dark brown, almost black colored eyes. They do not hold any special colors that reflect in the light they are just dark. Some people have told me they felt themselves get lost in them before. I also have natural, jet black colored hair that I keep at a length where it reaches my shoulders, and that which fall beside my cheeks are cut short to just fall to the end of my chin to frame my face. From there my hair is cut shorter and shorter as it goes more in towards my face until it is chopped to be a length that ends just after my eyebrows. I have a natural tan skin tone from my Thai ancestors. I’m am over six feet tall, but my build isn’t buff. It’s more towards the lean side as well as the thin side. Which one has more presidency on my body, I am unsure. I have a silver bellybutton piercing as well as a silver ring in the lobe of my right ear.
My clothing style? I would not say I prefer any clothing over another. I wear whatever is available to wear which can be jeans and novelty T-shirts, or it could be white button up shirts with slacks and a business jacket. More often than not I guess I dress more casual formal since I do consider my looks to be important and do not really like being seen by other’s with an inappropriate dress. ] »» ___________ ««
t h e d r e a m d e v i l // [ …Why do I have to repeat the day I was born as part of my introduction? I don’t believe it was that big of a deal in my life. It’s not even set in stone if that was or wasn’t the day I was born, so we’ll skip it.
I spent the first twelve years of my life living in an orphanage in Bangkok, Thailand. My supposed birthplace, unknown. My supposed parents? Also unknown. Do I care? Not really. The orphanage was fine. The workers took care of me to the best of their abilities, but as soon as I became old enough to take care of myself, the attention I needed from them drastically dropped. I started to leave the orphanage grounds and into the city more and more often. Especially after I met a man who taught me everything I know today.
It only took me a year to decide that I would leave the orphanage. I didn’t really have hope that I would get adopted so I just figured it wouldn’t matter and I left. I never got along well in the interviews anyways. I was too quiet, they would say and those that appreciated the silence would then find something else, small, about my habits, and just move on. I really didn’t care. It felt like a slave trade anyway. Kids are just another excuse to pound free labor out of someone. My mentor didn’t disagree when I told him I believed that. He actually laughed and told me I said too many grown up things for a thirteen year old.
I came to live with him and a number of other people he shared living space with in a building no body really used anymore somewhere in the Rat Burana district of Bangkok. There I learned everything that I know today. How to swindle, how to lie believably, how to do the magic tricks, and even how to score a free meal. I wasn’t upset with my life. Every day I would go out and pick on the kids more my age to get what I needed for the day. I cheated them, some would get pissed and want to kick my a** and I’d get out of it. I’m really, really good at getting out of it. I never worried about going to school like they did. They had the uniforms, they had the knowledge, they had the teachers and the parents breathing down their backs about their futures. Something that I never stepped on once and didn’t plan to because of where I lived, it didn’t seem to matter to any of my roommates.
At one point in time, the police actually busted into our living space and a number of my mates were taken in. My mentor was one of them. He’d told me to go, and so I did. I haven’t seen him since that time, or any of the other’s for that matter. I found a new place to stay and I ran my own small business and took care of myself. Now how I got to where I am today… the island… It’s like a free paid vacation or something. It doesn’t even look like Thailand, so who am I to complain? I think…. Back at the time… well, the last thing I remember was… I walked into a restaurant. I started to flirt with this one guy who I noticed too special interest in me when I walked in and before I knew it, he’d bought me a bowl of Khao Pad. We talked, we left together, we headed for a hotel, and then…. BAM.
I wake up on an island. Maybe he really was that sugar daddy at infinitum. If you know what I mean. ]
y o u r w o r s t n i g h t m a r e // [ I am… optimistic in a strange way. The smallest thing can look good to me in ways that in wouldn’t to other. I mean; roof, over the head—yay. So I didn’t volunteer to be somewhere, if it’s better than where I was, than who am I to complain? That is another thing, I’m not really the type of person to complain, even if I don’t like the situation. I find it idiotic to sit and complain about something if you can obviously find a way out of it or change it so it is to your liking. Complaining is the lazy-man’s way to make change by annoying the crap out of anyone who is around until they get up and make the change. I’ve seen it happen. If I’m not happy with how things are then I will either say something to the person or I will make a change myself. Sometimes it might seem forceful of me, but that’s just because most people don’t know what it looks like to make a change.
At the same time, I’m very adaptable. If I don’t like something, I don’t automatically try and go and change it, but I try and adjust to deal with it and as soon as it feels impossible is when I do something, but usually that takes extreme circumstances.
By now it should be obvious that I’m not an honest person when it comes to facts about myself, but when it comes to things about other people, I try not to lie. I would never tell a women that she looks good when she asks just to comfort her ego. It is not considered mean to me, it is considered being honest. If she asked for the opinion, I believe that she wants it. If she wants an ego boost, then she should ask for people to lie to her. That will likely be the only time you will find me telling the truth, when it’s about someone else—but that doesn’t guarantee it.
I’m clever, but I’m not smart. I’m intelligent but I couldn’t tell you most things people learn in school. I do not know history, I do not know much about science, aside from human anatomy, and even that I do not know in the way they would teach you in school. I never attended high school as it is not required where I come from since it costs money much like university does in other parts of the world, but as I’ve said, this is not something that I would say out loud for it is about me and I know what would happen if this came out. I would prefer not to be insulted as just a pretty face. That does not make me feel any better. Hell, I don’t even feel bad about not going to school, I just don’t want the pity of other people.
I also have these impulses that normally I tend to not ignore. When I feel a certain urge to do something, usually I let that urge guide me and I just do it. This could range from fixing a very simple pile of pencils in an OCD moment or slamming someone against the wall and throw my tongue down their throat. It… has a pretty wide spectrum and I normally don’t fight it.
That being saide, I can be kind of suggestive at times or even seductive at times without even trying. I have no shame so in my body so I would not mind walking around naked or being seen as naked as long as I as I do not look like s**t. ]
s e c r e t w i s h e s // [ Dreams? Goals? Aspirations…? No. I don’t have any. You know, I never think hard about that like some people and I really don’t care. What I’ve noticed is people that set high ‘goals’ for themselves always just get knocked back down the latter and become street-dwelling drunks from depression, so I’d rather not go through that, so I really don’t think about it. Maybe, maybe if I’m lucky someday travel to Los Vegas or New York in America and swindle the richer people or find a rich person to such up to and live with, but otherwise, what’s the point? ]
m y f a v o r i t e s w e e t s // [ Disorganization is a friend of mine. At least…. My own disorganization. Usually I know where everything is if I was the one to mess the place up, but if I wasn’t—then I’ll find out. I also like crowds. Where I’m from, the streets are packed and so was my house. I shared my bed with usually two other people—and my bed wasn’t that big to begin with. Loud noises usually accompany crowds, so I appreciate that as well. I tend to think more efficiently when I’m surrounded by noise and sometimes pressure.
Typically I like food because it’s harder to come by than some may realize. I’m not picky and I like just about anything. Just about, but that doesn’t mean I won’t eat it even if I don’t particularly like the taste. I also have a fancy for books. I can always find something knowledgeable within them and always take something, like a story, from whatever I read to relay later with twists of my own. It helps with inspiration, you know?
And I also have this thing for cats, I’ve never really liked dogs, but cats I could collect until I had them in my own weight and more. When it comes to music, I don’t particular hate it or anything, but there are ceritan things that I like and if it doesn’t meet hat criteria—It’s s**t to me.
One more thing; I like sleep. I could get 16 hours of sleep a day and be alert all the time if it would allow. Sleeping is my favorite pastime—aside from sex. Oh. That’s another thing, but I doubt I need to be telling you why I like it. To build from that, I also like heat and warm weather. How does that tie in? Bodies are warm.
So that was three. I lied. What’s the surprise there? ]
m y s o u r s // [ Silence and space—yes, it does make my mind run, yes, it does make my heart chase after it—the two go into this fifty-meter dash to see which can get there first whenever those surround me because frankly, I’m not used to it and it’s like petting an animal’s fur the wrong way. Something else that rubs my fur the wrong way, so to speak, is cold weather. I can’t stand it due to a number of nights that I’ve been through that were so cold you couldn’t fall asleep. Not that I complained, we all huddled together and some fell asleep and some didn’t—and some died. Beh.
I have a mixed like for idiots—I like them in that they are easier to trick, but when I am forced to spend my time around people I consider stupid, I get a tad bit on the grumpy side—or what I consider grumpy. I don’t care if you have a PHD from some fancy school, but if superficial knowledge is all you have and you can’t keep up, then I have nothing more to say to you than, “Would you like to play a game of guards for some cash?”. Usually, it’s easier to find these people because they often act like they are still in school wherever they go. Take a second to think about that to understand my meaning.
I don’t like being alone, even if it is sitting alone. I’ll do it, I’ve done it, it’s part of how I live, I just don’t prefer it. I’ll sit in a room and keep my mouth shut for one or more other people just to have the company—but never would I do it with someone I can’t stand. If you find yourself complaining inward in those types of situations, then you shouldn’t be there in the first place. ]
b e w a r e // [ Considering my circumstances, I always have a knife on my person or near my person, though that does not always do the trick—or I lose it. In either of these cases I will then use whatever I can as a weapon. You name it and I will attempt to. Shoes, pillows, tv remotes, fireplace thingies—I’ve even used my shirt before and it was pretty effective. Typically I’m a hand to hand fighter with like free style fighting. I never learned any ‘specific’ style, but I’ve picked up various different characteristics of a couple. ]
a p p r o a c h w i t h c a u t i o n // [ BS. My super power is bar to none. I’ve completely mastered the secret art of bullshitting. You might not find it that impressive, but really, who can talk and flat out lie and have it believed? Who can seriously make up a believable story on the spot and have it make sense? Hell, sometimes it doesn’t and it’s still believed, but if you want something more literal… I’m very quick on my feet and very athletic in a climbing, jumping, rolling kind of way. I can make for quick escapes and this is where my BSing skill comes in as it can distract easily before I… run away. ]
n e e d t o k n o w i n f o // [ I play the piano from the times I snuck into the music store. It’s not important. I don’t think I’m very good at it, but the important thing is I can play. I’m more flexible than your average male, and I don’t try to hide it. What’s the point? I have asthma, I speak Thai, English, and Mandarin, and my favorite color is green. ]
m y b e s t q u a l i t i e s // [ Gamblin’s the name of the game. Hustling I guess works too. My BSing ability helps out here because I can easily fool people that I have a shitty hand when I don’t or a winning hand when it’s quite the opposite. I’m good at slide of the hand and just about anything that comes with gambling games that makes it easier for me to win. Let’s not neglect that I learned how to pull off magic tricks from a friend of mine a while ago. Disappearing coins, transforming cards, rope tricks, I can do practically anything. ]
p u p p e t m a s t e r // [ Schone Krimi ]
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Just Erik or Erika if you want to live ] b i r t h d a y // [ A u g u s t . 9 t h || 1 7 ] c h r o m o s o m e // [ F e m a l e ] o r i e n t a t i o n // [ H e t e r o s e x u a l ] r e a c h t o t h e s k y // [ 5 f o o t 4 ] g r a v i t y a f f e c t s m e t o o // [ 1 1 0 ] m y i n j e c t i o n // [ D e n d r o a s p i s___p o l y l e p i s , ___o r____t h e____B l a c k____M a m b a____S n a k e ] s m o k e a n d s h a d o w s // [ You look at me, and I look back. I have deep-set eyes, of a color somewhere between deep and a forest green. My eyes are quite bright, especially when a smile adorns my face. But, that is not always the case. Though, in the times that I am happy, you can see delicate dimples that tuck in at the edges of my mouth upon such moods. My lips are a gentle pink color, and plump, but not to a point that is overpowering of my face. My skin is unblemished, and smooth, with a creamy sort of shine.
My chin is strong, and my facial structure runs smoothly from the top of my forehead, all the way down my neck and connecting to the rest of my slender body. My ears are small, and fit adequately on the sides of my head. And, adequate to their size, it is one of the lesser senses that I rely on...In fact, sometimes, no not on purpose, I don’t end up hearing what you’re saying at all. I was simply born with that unfortunate trait of being already half deaf by teenage years. My hair is a vibrant red, a color that looks dyed...Well, that’s because it is. Though, my natural hair color is red, just not the particular shade that it currently is. It falls just past my shoulders, in a short of shaggy mane. I don’t do much with it, except shake my hair out after its wet, and almost constantly run my fingers through it.
I stand at a mediocre five foot four, and don’t seem a formidable foe, but my scared fists would tell a different story. My hands and arms are fairly scarred up, but I normally wear fingerless gloves, so the worst of them are usually covered up anyways. I have two silver hoops piercing the right side of my mouth, but none anywhere else. No, not even any in my ears. I just never understood the point to it. The first two were a dare. I took it, got the piercings, then clocked the idiots who convinced me to do it. That wasn’t the happiest day...But, as they were already there, I kept the piercings.
I am strongly built, though lean, but as I normally wear long pants and long sleeved shirts, or a shirt with a jacket, it is sometimes hard to see. Because of my varying moods, I found solace in working out, and driving every particle of energy out of my body. Thus, I have built myself up quite nicely. My feet are actually slightly disproportioned from the rest of my body, but with shoes it isn’t extremely apparent; they are size elevens in womens. However, I simply look at them with all the more to kick people with. ] »» ___________ ««
t h e d r e a m d e v i l // [ I grew up in my homeland of Poland. I speak fluent polish, as it is my native language. I learned English, however, by the time I was thirteen, and in eighth grade. I was a moderately good student, but struggled horribly socially. Being bi-polar, and having constant changing moods, I was completely estranged from those around me. Though, being a young adolescent, I didn’t care, and only made it worse by getting into fights to let out my frustration. I hung out mostly with boys that were the ‘bad’ group, but it wasn’t because they were my friends. They just didn’t care. They knew I was one who would willingly get in a fight, and sometimes they just wanted someone to beat on. But I didn’t care. I beat down on them right back. It ended up getting me thrown out of school as soon as I turned fourteen, which was as long as my parents’ pleadings could get me.
After I was thrown out of school, it was obvious that my parents wished to throw me out of the house, but they weren’t about to turn out their underage child to the cruel world. They weren’t that heartless. But, they did warn me to get myself ready to face life. And, upon my seventeenth birthday, I left home. I went out, planning on giving myself one last day of a good life, then just gritting my teeth, and getting down to work.
I went to my favorite little hide away of a restaurant; a place where literally no one went. I had only ever seen one other person in the place. I always wondered why it didn’t close down...But, that’s probably something I’ll never find out. I went in, and it was on this occasion that there was actually another individual at the table. I didn’t pay much attention to them. I took my normal table at the back corner, and was served my usual without even the waiter asking. I ate...Then started to feel dizzy. I tried to stand up, but simply fell to the ground. I looked up, and saw who must have been the only other customer of the restaurant, before I blacked out...
In some ways, my capture saved me from trying to have to scrounge for a life of my own, now not being able to depend on my parents, but, at the same time, it’s still captivity. ]
y o u r w o r s t n i g h t m a r e // [ I’m moody, aggressive, tenacious, unyielding when I want something, frustrating, loud when upset, and rarely in the ‘high’ end of my disorder. Sort of like a bulldozer, I’ll run you completely flat if you push me. Or, sometimes even if you don’t. Call me whatever you want, I’ve been called worse. I am the very definition of rude, when I’m in a foul mood...But, if you’re lucky enough to catch me in a calm state of mind, I really don’t bite that hard, unless you ask me to. ]
s e c r e t w i s h e s // [ I think I had a dream once...I was really strange. I woke up, though, and forgot most of it.
Oh, you mean that kind of dream. Heh...you’re funny. Me? I’m concerned with the here and now. If I get three meals a day, I’ll be fine. I’m not picky. I’ve lived with nothing, and now that I have everything, it’s kind of unsettling. I just want work, so I can make my own way, and live. ]
m y f a v o r i t e s w e e t s // [ There is no easy way to get to me. Sometimes, however, circumstances are favorable...Or, you can make them favorable. I like water that is hot, but not scalding. I like being warm, but not overheated. I like the touch of skin, but that is because I have had such limited experience. Really want me to love you? Take a chance with me biting off your hand by rubbing my ear. Either you’ll get me to immediately calm down, or you’re in for major pain. It’s your gamble. How much do you use your fingers?
I like food. I am, sadly, quite picky, but if you find something that I enjoy eating, I’ll soften up some...That is, if you bother to try and found out what my tastes are like. ]
m y s o u r s // [ Oh, so you want to get me angry huh? Well, that’s not hard. You being loud will get me loud. And irritable. You get me cold, and I will make you hurt. You talk down to me, oh boy, you’re gonna be on the ground in about five seconds, and not in a ‘I’m-attacking-your-face-with-kisss-and-other-stuff-that-leads-to-other-stuff’ sort of going to the ground. You’re looking at at least a broken jaw, possible fractured ribs. Want to piss me off even more? Take out that cocky attitude, and strut it around a bit. You’ll get a fight shortly. ]
b e w a r e // [ I need nothing...but, that doesn’t mean I won’t use more than nothing. I always have a switchblade on me, that the only time I take off is when it’s about to be used. I also have a chain that hangs around my neck...and whatever’s on it never comes out from beneath my shirt. But, I can tell you, you don’t want it to. I am a CQC/brazilin jujitsu combatant, and if I don’t have you to the ground and then choked out within a minute, you’ve certainly know what you’re doing. ]
a p p r o a c h w i t h c a u t i o n // [ The sun seems to power me. Therefore, I am strongest in the spring and summer months, especially along the time of the full moon in those months. No, it has nothing to do with those stupid stories about vampires; it all has to do with the intensity of the sun around those times. For, as moonlight is a reflection of sunlight, it also powers me. I strike hard, and fast. Like the bite of a snake, I am in and out in a matter of pieces of seconds. I am also one with a very powerful jaw. Meaning, you’re alright as you keep your distance, but once you’re in my area, you’d better be prepared to bleed. ]
n e e d t o k n o w i n f o // [ Beware, I may randomly begin speaking in polish, just because you’ve gotten me irritated, but not to a point that I actually want to waste energy on you. So I’ll just annoy you by talking in a language that you can’t understand. ]
m y b e s t q u a l i t i e s // [ I am flexible beyond belief, and quite agile. If I actually came to like someone, to actually have a friend, then they might be privileged to see me dance. The word ‘privileged’ applies because none but my instructor has ever seen me dance with purpose. So it is a secret. Not because I necessarily want it to be, but no one in my eyes deserves to see a gift so precious to me. ]
p u p p e t m a s t e r // [ Shinar ] _____________________ llXXXX✖XXXXllXXXX✖XXXXll _____________________  Tavin . » . Ethan . » . Conway [ Sporadic » Questionable » Quirky ] [Awake every morning and breathe in]
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c a l l m e // [ I don’t have many nicknames, but sometimes my friends call me Tavi ] b i r t h d a y // [ August . 25 . 1991 || 17 ] c h r o m o s o m e // [ Male ] o r i e n t a t i o n // [ Straight ] r e a c h t o t h e s k y // [ 5ft. 8in.] g r a v i t y a f f e c t s m e t o o // [ 125lbs ] m y i n j e c t i o n // [Hawk] s m o k e a n d s h a d o w s // [I don’t really classify myself as being extremely good looking, but I know that I am not ugly, and as a guy I try as hard as I can to look as good as I can. I stand out more than most my age because I let my hair grow out. I just like the look of long hair, and when it is short I just look bad. My eyes are hazel and it seems like they keep changing color. I am in shape for the most part. Whenever I’m bored I work out. The only piece of jewelry I wear is an axe necklace with feathers hanging from it. I mostly wear simple clothes, T-shirts, jeans, cargo pants. My wardrobe isn’t that complicated. I always have a key ring of sorts, which I carry all of my keys on, and recently I added a small very simple Swiss army knife of sorts. Its not really a weapon, just to have it. My shoes are also very simple, they are skater shoes, even though I am not a skater, they are just comfortable. ] »» ___________ ««
t h e d r e a m d e v i l // [ I am not the kind of kid that has been moving their whole life. I was born in one place, August 25, 1991 to be exact, and then moved to my current residence. My parents have been there, and they have been the best parents they can be. But no amount of parenting can shield everything from the outside world. I do have another side, but it’s mostly just me being random, which is who I am deep down. I have one brother, and a good brother he is, even though he is a bit smarter than me. My family is quite large, but most of my dads side lives far away and I only see them every few years. My friends are my life. They are pretty much one of the only things that keeps me going when I’m down. And no matter what, they are always there for me. But other than that, they are also just like me, random and never know what going to happen next.
As for how I was captured, the details are kind of sketchy. All I remember is that I was walking home from a friends house when I looked down an ally way, I saw the usual couple kissing and what looked like dancing. But I thought nothing of it and continued on. After a couple of seconds, I remember hearing foot steps, and then I tripped over something. While I was on the ground, I saw somebody walk up and pull some kind of device out. Next thing I knew I was out.]
y o u r w o r s t n i g h t m a r e // [I sometimes have trouble defining my personality, but right off the bat I always say that I’m pretty random. I don’t fully understand the thought processes in my head, but I have just learned to go with it. I am not really that outspoken, I sometimes have trouble talking to new people. But I live on. Every now and again I have outbursts of anger, sometimes violent. But most of the time I’m confined in my self. I am calm most of the time, and I like that. I am also very observant, sometimes too observant for my own good. But my calmness is questionable recently, mostly because my girlfriend of almost a year broke up with me a couple of weeks ago.]
s e c r e t w i s h e s // [I don’t really expect that much from myself, just enough to get me by from day to day. I strive to be an engineer as a career, or something like that. But I don’t really know. ]
m y f a v o r i t e s w e e t s // [ I like many things in this world. I like playing video games, probably more than I should. But I also like writing and poetry. I have written quite a bit, but nothing good enough for publishing or anything like that. Mostly just for fun. I love riding my bike; it makes me feel free, especially with the wind at my face. And I would probably die if it wasn’t for music. I am pretty much listening to music constantly, which is why I have my Ipod everywhere I go. I also love playing guitar. I have been playing for a little over a year now, and I am getting better. But I just love to pick it up and play randomly for an hour or so, it really makes the time pass.]
m y s o u r s // [There are not many things that I dislike, really I don’t like large groups of people. Especially when I don’t know them, I’m kind of shy if you like to put it like that. I’m always open to new things, which is why I guess I don’t dislike many things. But I do get ticked when I see people not trying to help the earth. I am not a tree hugger, but I do realize how precious our planet is.]
b e w a r e // [I guess you could call my fists my weapon, but then I would be lying. Ever since Christmas a few years ago, I have always carried a knife I received from my dad. It is an assisted open knife, and you could question the legality of it. But I don’t care, its still mine. I don’t know any martial arts, or have taken any classes on the matter. But I do know punching someone in the face usually works. And my occasional anger outburst could probably be used as well.]
a p p r o a c h w i t h c a u t i o n // [ I have become notorious with my friends that I am very quiet. And that I can sneak up on people very easily. They joke and say that I teleport behind them or something.]
n e e d t o k n o w i n f o // [ Not too much else, except that I am pretty much a night owl, its like I wake up again around midnight. Plus, if it has more than 4 legs, I pretty much don’t like it. I just don’t like bugs. Except for like lightening bugs and the like. Its mostly like beetles and spiders I hate. I also know how to handle a knife, not like a pro, but just enough.]
m y b e s t q u a l i t i e s // [Probably my ability to think on my feet, and to think of creative ways to solve problems; and creative ideas in general. I think that’s one of the reasons why I’m good at writing.]
p u p p e t m a s t e r // [ Faust Seado ] _____________________ llXXXX✖XXXXllXXXX✖XXXXll _____________________
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 6:30 pm
XXX»» ℓ e т т н e c α g e d b ι r d s ƒ ℓ γ «« »» A c c e p t e d H o s t a g e P r o f i l e s T w o «« XXX Any questions post below or PM them to me!  K a s d e y a . » . E l e n o r . » . T h a m u z [ Cute » Cunning » Caring ] [ A change came in disguise of revelation, set my soul on fire ] c a l l m e // [ Ellie || Kasey || Nell ] b i r t h d a y // [ August. 3. 1991|| Eighteen ] c h r o m o s o m e // [ Female ] o r i e n t a t i o n // [ Heterosexual ] r e a c h t o t h e s k y // [ 5 ft. 6 in. ] g r a v i t y a f f e c t s m e t o o // [ 120 lbs. ] m y i n j e c t i o n // [ Fox ] s m o k e a n d s h a d o w s // [ I've got really blue eyes, which is good because blue is my favorite color. I'm tall enough and pretty skinny. My pale skin gets burned easily in the sun, but my bands cover my forehead all the time so I don't have to worry about that part getting burnt. My teeth are perfect, white, straight, and shiny. I've never had braces but I do have a retainer that I have to wear at night. I'm always wearing the silver bracelet that I have on in my picture, my best friend gave it to me for my birthday years ago. And the necklace you can barely see in the picture is my favorite, it matches almost everything that I've got. My hair is pretty long, for me, I usually have it cut chin-length. Though, I think I like how it is now. It fits my style, I think. I hardly ever wear pants, I think they're uncomfortable. I love sandals, so you'll hardly ever see me wearing close-toed shoes. I prefer skirts and tank-tops to jeans and tee shirts. I don't know why, I just always have. They make me feel more relaxed. I have long legs, so it's hard to find jeans that fit, so I guess that's one reason that I don't like jeans. Also, you'll almost always see me with my camera. I love to take pictures. ] »» ___________ ««
t h e d r e a m d e v i l // [ I was born on August third at exactly two in the afternoon on a bus on the way to the hospital. Isn't that great? Yeah, my mom is kind of scattered. My dad was there the whole way, except for when he went for a Klondike bar. My crazy parents. Well, we finally made it to the hospital and then I was taken care of and then taken home a few days later. I got to meet my sibling, though I don't remember it. He was caring, I assume, since I was a baby and I was fragile.
My older brother was [ mostly ] nice, he would babysit me when my parents went out and when they came home from work late, which was basically every day. He would take care of me when I was sick. That's pretty much the extent of his kindness, but what else can you ask for?
Growing up in California had its advantages. I always had a lot of sun. It was almost always warm, except in the mornings when the cool air from the ocean blows in land. I lived near the ocean, so I was able to swim a lot. Though, I've gotten stung a lot by those mean jellyfish.
My father was a neurologist, my mother was a cardiothoracic surgeon so they weren't home much. They were always getting called into work to deal with an emergency or something. I hardly saw them. But, thanks to them, we lived in a gated community. Had everything we could ever ask for. I was living the perfect life, in my opinion. I admit that I'm selfish and most definitely spoiled, but I'm a good person overall. I care about people and I hate it whenever someone gets hurt, even if it's just a scrape.
When I was ten I caught some random strain of flu. I was sick for weeks. It was terrible. I hate being sick. You always feel weak and gross. I couldn't stand it. Although, I guess it was a pretty strong strain of the flu since I've hardly ever gotten sick since. That was the only good thing about it. I was out of school for the longest time. Plus, I was so bored! And, the puking was terrible. I had to carry around a basin for two weeks. Gross.
I was never the cheerleader type. I wasn't that popular in high school, but I was popular in my own group of friends. We were labeled as the 'alternative people' by the popular people. Or, as they're called in Mean Girls, the Plastics. But, what use are labels? You can't label anyone unless you know them and they're, more often then not, rude. I was always hanging out with my friends at school, we'd be working on a new song or finishing up overdue homework. I think my friends brought me back to earth, in middle school I was one of the plastics. But after a sticky situtation that I was stuck in, I cut my ties with them and went to establish myself with other, more accepting people. My friends. My best friends.
My high school friends were always there for me, and still are. We're still friends even in our crazy last year of high school. We're all going to the same college, so that's good. We'll be together for a long time. And that makes me happy. I'm not too good with good-byes, having to say too many of those in my life. I just want to be able to spend my life with my friends, if they have to go I want to stay in touch.
It was a rainy day. I was driving home from a band practice, we had been practicing a new song. The rain grew steadily heavier and soon I could barely see where I was going, so I pulled over. I heard a tap on the window, so I rolled it down a little. Though, not enough to let the rain pour through. I know, don't talk to strangers. But, I couldn't exactly see this guy. Plus, I thought it was one of my friends since I forgot my music at their house. But, it wasn't. I heard them shout something about gettting out of the rain so I unlocked the back door. I know, I was stupid. I remember them getting in and closing the door. Then I blacked out. I don't know how they did it, though. I didn't even get a glimpse of them in my mirror. ]
y o u r w o r s t n i g h t m a r e // [ Well, I'm mostly random. My trains of thought are hard to follow. Sometimes I'll be talking to you about one thing, then I'll remember something and start talking about that. It takes a lot to keep. A lot of the times when I start talking about something else people will laugh and ask what that has to do with what we had been talking about. Then, I'll usually explain. So, I guess I'm pretty funny too. My jokes are so bad they're good, though.
Even though I'm pretty scattered I'm really smart. Perfect grades in school and everything. I'm good at math, and music. I'm in advanced math clases. I'm pretty proud of that, though most would call me a geek I don't care what they say. They'd also call me 'emo' and say that I'm different. But, I mean, isn't everyone different? No two people are a like, unless they're clones but even then they'd grow up differently. You can't completely clone someone. Besides, I may be different but I'm just being myself. If they can't understand that they I don't want to hang with them.
I'm really shy, I don't like to meet new people. Though, I'm really open with my friends. It's like I get to be myself with them. I just don't like sticking out in a crowd. Some of my friends do, but it's still fun to hang out with them because they take the spotlight when they do weird things.
I tend to question things a lot, I was the 'mother' of our group. Always talking people out of doing extremely stupid things that would've gotten us killed or arrested. Sometimes I only just convinced them not to do them. Most of the time they'll listen to me, though.
Fashion. I'm a pretty fasionable person. I have to be, don't I? If I'm going to be a photographer for those magazines then I need to know what's in style and be able to catch things. Even if that isn't really my job, the employers will like someone who's experienced. Even though I'm fashionable doesn't mean that I want to be part of the 'In Crowd', with all their designer clothes and accessories. I mean, I could have those things if I wanted them, but I don't. And, I admit that some of the things that I wear are designer but that doesn't matter. I stick to my alternative style, what can anyone do about it? Huh? Nothing!
I'm pretty cunning. I can say something that will instantly take the spotlight off of me and onto someone else. It's a really helpful skill when people are mad at me or I'm in trouble for something. It's worked on my parents so many times. You wouldn't even know how helpful it is to be able to do that. ]
s e c r e t w i s h e s // I remember once in my life when I wanted to be an ice cream truck driver. I was little then. I just wanted to eat ice cream all the time. But, now I want to be a famous photographer. I would do photo shoots for all the famous magazines. Seventeen, Vogue, Teen Vogue, and more. Although, working in the heart of the fashion industry would be amazing. So, I've learned French just incase I get a job there. Or, maybe a rockstar in a famous band. I, of course, would be the drummer. I also want to meet someone who understands the way I think. My friends are great and everything, they just don't always get everything I say. I want someone, a good friend, who gets what I say. Even the random things.
Now, I just would like to get off of this damned island, then maybe I'll be able to follow my dream of being a famous photographer. Although, I do like most animals. They're cute.
m y f a v o r i t e s w e e t s // [ really enjoy music, seeing as I'm a drummer. I think it's a great way to express yourself. I can also play the violin. I really like classical music. Mendelsson is one of my favorite composers. I also like to read, though not everything. I prefer fiction, fantasy, and sci-fi. Non-fiction books, to me, are just boring.
Though, better than reading are sports. My favorites are tennis and track. I'm a quick runner and an amazing tennis player. I condition four times a week. I always have to be in shape for them. I also enjoy swimming, especially in the ocean, though I'm not a great swimmer. I can keep myself afloat, but I can't do any special tricks.
I love sweets and candy. Especially peppermints. They have that addictive minty flavor. It's so good! You'll usually find my breath minty because I'd just eaten a mint. Also, my favorite chocolate candy is Twix. I love caramel. It's delicious! And, mixed with chocolate it's divine! I mean, what could be better? Certainly not a three muskateer, because they don't have caramel. And, they make me lightheaded. I don't know why, though.
I really like photography. I have a ton of magazines and cameras back home. I even have a portfolio that I put together of some of my better pictures. They have perfect lighting and everything. I love taking photos of everything. Though, I don't always keep everything because sometimes it just doesn't turn out well. Like it's blurry or something.
My favorite food is kiwi. I like fruit in general, but kiwi is the best. It's tropical and odd. Not a lot of people I know eat it, not that I'm trying to be different. I just really like kiwi. It's sweet, though sometimes it's sour. And, it's fun to eat. ]
m y s o u r s // [ I definitely despise bugs and things like them. They're gross. I also don't like movies, except Disney movies, because mostly they're overrated. No offense to anyone who does like them, though. I don't like it when a person can't carry a beat but they think they can. They're just embarrassing themselves. Also, I don't like meat. It's not that I'm a vegetarian because of the animals, meat just tastes funny to me. And, I don't enjoy the texture at all. It's too chewy. And, spicy food isn't very good either.
I don't particularly enjoy loud noises, they are pretty annoying. And, if they're sudden, they scare me. Usually, they make me jump. I don't like crowds, either, I like to be able to hear myself think and to be able to hear the person next to me talking. I don't want to have to shout to carry on a conversation with a person standing two feet away. Also, I'm extremely frightened of the dark and I hate being sick.
One thing I really can not stand is blood. I can't stand the sight of it or the smell. It makes me nautious and sick. I throw up if I see too much of it. I don't think I'd ever make a good doctor. Oh well, so much for following in my parents footsteps.
I also hate people who label others. It's just mean and no one likes it. Except, of course, for the labelers. The plastics. [ < Huh, I guess I'm kind of a hypocrite. But, that's just a nickname... ] They're just annoying. I bet every school has a group of them, though. Everyone listens to them, but oh well. There will always be the rebels! ]
b e w a r e // [ I carry MACE sometimes, does that count? I bet it doesn't. Hm. I have a pocket knife that my brother gave me so that I can defend myself incase anyone attacks me. That totally counts. I'm pretty good with a bow and arrow, though where I'll get one of those out of camp I don't know. Although, if there's a perfect tree, I can make one. They taught me how at camp. The bows hard, the arrows are easy. I just need to find the perfect knife. My pocket knife would do! ]
a p p r o a c h w i t h c a u t i o n // [ I'm trained in the Marshal Arts, so I'm really good at hand to hand combat. I begged my parents to let me take classes so that I could 'defend my self', I really just wanted to be able to beat up my brother. Or atleast be able to hold my own. As I previously mentioned, I'm really good with a bow and arrows. I almost always hit the bullseye at a shooting range. I'm also pretty good at reading people, like their emotions and thoughts when it shows on their face. I've had years of practice. ]
n e e d t o k n o w i n f o // [ I'm allergic to grass, pollen, lemons, and poison ivy [ <- who isn't? ] and I really hate bugs. They're creepy and crawly, who likes them? I can also play the drums, back home I'm in a garage band with my friends. ]
m y b e s t q u a l i t i e s // [ I am an amazing drummer, really. You should hear me play sometimes. I'm also a pretty good cook, even of meat. It's almost up to gourmet standards! My plating isn't too good, though I working on it. I'm also good at photography. I've already mentioned my portfolio and such. I'm also really good at getting myself out of sticky situtations. Though, my methods may vary. Also, I can speak French. ]
p u p p e t m a s t e r // [ Midnight_Light ]
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 6:31 pm
XXX»» ℓ e т т н e c α g e d b ι r d s ƒ ℓ γ «« »» A c c e p t e d H a n d l e r P r o f i l e s «« XXX Any questions post below or PM them to me! First Handler XXXXXXXXXXXXXX Second Handler
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 6:35 pm
XXX»» ℓ e т т н e c α g e d b ι r d s ƒ ℓ γ «« »» A c c e p t e d S c i e n t i s t P r o f i l e «« XXX Any questions post below or PM them to me! The Scientist
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2009 9:00 am
XXX»» ℓ e т т н e c α g e d b ι r d s ƒ ℓ γ «« »» A c c e p t e d A s s i s t a n t P r o f i l e s «« XXX Any questions post below or PM them to me! First Assistant XXXXXXXXXXXXXX Second Assistant
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