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Name: Samantha Abel Nickname: Bait Age: 15 Race: Human(Italian/American) Height: 5ft 5in Weight: 125lbs Physical Health: Perfectly Healthy, no scars Mental Status: Questionable
Detailed Info Looks: The still forming body of a young teenager dressed for her age. Average but slender in build, the long strands of gold from her head pulled up in a ponytail on the right side of her head with a section left down over her forehead. the eyes... formerly a sweet blue, they are now a lost grey that stares ahead. Covering this little form? A crisp cotton blouse of white with a red tie around her neck and a black vest, her red skirt is three inches past her rear and held up by a belt with four chains attached to the four compass corners of the belt, and her shoes are highheels with one and a half inch heels, stockings over her legs.
Personality: A very blunt and 'to the point' woman. Always means what she says and is often... well, a bit of a b***h. In a sense, she is sadistic, yet on first glance she looks harmless enough. Not open to flirtatious behaviors or the ways of relationships. She almost never smiles, keeping up a 'snobbish' appearance and demeanor to most people.
Skills and Abilities Blade Wielding: Bait is unusually skilled with the use of her twin daggers. She often uses them in conjunction with the blades on the end of the chains attached to her belt. Though that doesn't mean she is incapable of fighting without the chains. Even unarmed, she's a deadly combatant, and not unfamiliar with using her surroundings, as well as her youthful and innocent appearance to her advantage. Telekinesis: Though young Bait is a human, she does hold some mental ability. The most mastered of these is manipulation of the chains around her waist, able to control their movements without ever touching them.
Weapons/Items Daggers: Two identical daggers which are held to her belt by individual sheaths on either side. They are 7inches long, the hilts curved out and leather bound. The blades are specially made. Curved slightly into the sharp and serated edge with a hook-like protrusion mid-way down on the outter edge. Throwing Knives: A set of throwing knives is also tucked into her belt. Chains: These four chains are connected to the belt holding up her skirt. Their prospective uses are rather obvious, no? Also, all four have a blade at the end. The blades are slightly curved towards the sharp side. Backpack: A seemingly average school backpack. Mostly red with black lining and white pockets. Hanging down at the side is a hanging silver emblem. The silver charm is a hawk with it's wings spread out into an almost cresent shape. In the middle of the hawk's back is an engraving, "Letter Three". The bag itself is a draw-string, the top closed off by a black rope and a red stopper, and on the top flap is something embroidered in Italian. "La morte Eterna" Backpack Contents: In her bag are the typical items you'd expect. A brush, a small makeup bag, several school books, a small tin of mint gum. Aside from these is a scrunchie, a replacement tie, and a pair of basic black leather gloves.
Other Info Past: Her past? A mystery. Family unknown. She never speaks of herself or her beginnings, nor does she like people asking of them.
Friends: Far and few they are, indeed. Styx and Flash, her two comrads, and she holds a tolerance for one woman... Felicity.
Lilith Crowley · Thu May 25, 2006 @ 05:55am · 0 Comments |
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Lilac life So small begins.
Lavender growth Among the kin.
Fuschia friends Hold close to thee.
Magenta holds Sweet memories.
Violet keeps Loved ones near,
Purple chases Off the fear.
Darker shades Come closer still,
While old age Comes to end the kill.
Lilith Crowley · Fri May 19, 2006 @ 05:36am · 0 Comments |
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To see the world through a child's eyes, much like I did so many years ago, is to know true emotions that we lose as adults. Emotions called fear, love, happiness, true friendship.
You would see, if you truly stop to look, the wonders a child would see in the world. The sparkling water of a nearby pond, flowers and trees moving with the wind, the birds flying through cotton candy in teh sky.
The people sauntering down the cobblestone roads seem so plain to adults, each one like the last.
But to a child, through their eyes only, do we see the man in the funny hat, the dirty old men digging through garbage, the young women in the baby clothes, and the old lady that never left her yard, playing with the kittens the loves so much.
Though many can claim to have seen these things to their full extent, they lie. You cannot see the world more purely than when you are an innocent child, truely looking for each detail of your surroundings.
Once that is gone, it has left forever. You get but one chance, one all your life to be young... try to enjoy it.
Though I myself never experienced these things as a child, I have never truely grown up, according to those who know me best.
I know it is true, my mind is still that of a small one... a toddler if anything.
Try as you might, you grown up fool, you will never see the pureness of this world.
I know this simply because I have seen it. Men claiming to see this world as it truly is, how it should be... yet they attempt to detroy it completely.
Why must the masses lie about something so obvious? The answer is there... right in plain view..................
They just don't want to.
If they actually wanted to see how this world's beauty far outweighed the evil that resides in it...
They would have done it as a child. Blaming parents for your own stupidity is not how one should act.
I never got to experience childhood, for I was shut away in a dark room most of the day and at night I was too busy sleeping...
So I beg you, implore you even... Enjoy your view through childhood eyes and embrace it all your life.
-Words spoken by Akemi Chikako [IC Poem]
Lilith Crowley · Fri May 19, 2006 @ 05:33am · 0 Comments |
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